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hello hello!!! can i request a niamh fic wheres shes dating a single parent and niamh just treats the kid like her own because the other parent isn't in the picture?! sorry if this doesn't make sense lmao
Brown-Eyed Girl
Niamh Charles x Reader
warnings — bit suggestive at the end.
A little baby blurb for you all <3
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Emmeline had a tight grip on your hips as you swayed her exhilarated figure across your chest. You had finally gotten out of the house, a Spiderman backpack adorned by your side, and your daughter babbling on about the day the two of you were about to have.
Despite popular belief, being a single parent was the greatest gift you had ever received. You had Emmeline just shy of three years ago, and she quickly became your best friend through everything. Your daughter was a spitting image of you, but the contributions of your past partner still took over her brown, beady eyes, and gorgeous skin.
Emmeline was shy. She was personal and dainty, and only said what she could in phrases of mumbles to people she wanted close to. In many ways, she was a ray of sunshine, willing to stand out and be bold with friends and family. But she was your baby, your darling girl since you had found out you were pregnant, and she was your biggest priority no matter what.
When you first met Niamh, Emme was the one to tell you that the two of you were meant to be.
The English woman was patient and willing, even when she first found out you had a child to love and care for over her. If anything, she found you all the more endearing. Niamh would take her out for cafe dates, and walk her to and from preschool on the way to training. Emmeline would rant on and on about how Niamh would give her the best tickles, and when your baby was near, Niamh was always not far behind.
Your daughter undoubtedly looked up to the footballer. The first Chelsea game you attended was in the general admission seating, amongst the bustle of enriched fans and excitement radiating through cheers and screams. Niamh spotted the two of you in the crowd, offering you a nimble, modest wave, resulting in Emme giggling into your neck and pointing to the woman, rambling on about how she “wanted to be smart like Mummy but fast like ‘evie.”
Emme had trouble properly pronouncing her words. ‘Niamh’ was proven to be among the difficulties she endured, and all her little mouth could muster was ‘evie.’ It was short, and abbreviated, but full of love and adoration all the same.
After a few more games, watching the girl you were quickly falling for, people began to piece together the subtle clues of your relationship with the Chelsea player.
It all started with a fan taking a photo with Niamh after a game, and you were in the passenger seat, casually looking down at your phone oblivious to the photo being taken. At first, people brushed it off as you being a friend. But then, two weeks later, the same thing happened, but with Emmeline nuzzled underneath Niamh’s puffer jacket, her curly brown hair and reddened cheeks poking out from her collar.
Fans were reeling to piece together who this child was, and why you were all of a sudden showing up to games. The funny thing was that the two of you hadn’t even started dating yet. It was when Emmeline started asking when her Evie would move in, and whether she would ever stay to read her a bedtime story before going back to her place.
It was from there when you spent your weekends covered in a blue jersey with your girlfriend’s last name across your shoulders, forever wrapped around her finger with the warmth of your love and your daughter’s affection.
“Mummy— mummy! Will Auntie Guro be there?” Emmeline was wiping her nose on her sleeve, cradling the soft plushy toy in her arms as you held her closely to your chest. “Auntie Guro, I need to tell her.”
The walk through Chelsea’s facilities were long to say the least. The buildings seemed to prolong for miles, and you knew that if the baby in your arms was to be walking, she wouldn't be in the same, happy mood as she was now. “I'm not sure, Emme baby. Why, what do you want to tell her?”
“Talk about something, Mummy. Haven't seen Auntie in ages.” She dragged out, looking around the corridors in search of anyone she knew. “Will we be able to see Aggie as well? I wanna talk to her too, Mummy, please.”
“They might be busy with the cameras, darling girl.” You answered, finally hearing the familiar laughter of the team.
Today was media day, meaning spouses were allowed to roam the grounds at their own discretion. Emme was feeling good when she found out that she was coming to Niamh’s work with the rest of her aunts to talk to. While this didn't necessarily mean she was free to interact with any of them at any time, Emme was more concerned about simply being in their presence, and this was shown when she caught sight of Niamh sitting on a lounge in front of two interviewers, while none other than Guro sitting next to her.
Immediately, Emmeline squirmed in your grip but knew better than to sprint over to your girlfriend. This wasn't the first time the two of you had made your special appearances during Media allocations, so the girl knew that she wasn't permitted to leave your side and wander off in case she was caught with some unwanted attention.
You were fussed with the media involved in Emme, but you wanted to keep the engagement less on her and more on football. You knew people loved Emme, believe you. But there was sketchy stuff over social media, and you wanted to make sure that even with your daughter spending time with Niamh and her teammates in front of the public eye, it was minimal and harmless. There was never a time when someone would ask you to put her in a video or tell you that people wanted to ask her questions or put her in a position where you couldn't be there to aid and support her. On top of these precautions you implemented, Niamh was also significantly protective over the toddler.
If she was taking photos with fans, and Emme was on her hip, she’d either face the girl away from the camera or hide her in her jacket. You would oftentimes keep Emme with you when the two of you were in the football community, but there were a handful of times when people caught you off guard, and Emme was where nether of you were holding her.
Most of the time, people were accommodating in your rejection of interaction. Sometimes, they’d wait for you to keep Emme by your side before asking for a picture or question. Other times, Emme would latch onto your leg, hiding herself away from the strangers, acknowledging that she wasn't looking for attention.
“Wanna see them, Mummy,” Emme whispered, drawing excited circles along your collarbone. You combed your fingers through her hair, strolling over to where you were behind the cameras, looking to where your girlfriend and your daughter’s favourite Auntie found you in an instant.
Niamh instantly stood up off the couch, bending down to beckon Emme over. You bent down and let her go, laughing at the potent stomps echoed through the indoor establishment and the squeal she let out when falling into her arms.
“If it isn't the main character herself!” One of the interviewers said, the other smiling in adoration as Emmeline wrapped her legs around Niamh’s waist instinctively, making your girlfriend tuck her skirt under her legs, sitting the girl on her lap with her arms encircling the girl’s figure.
“Looking bright as ever, Y/N!” Guro waved brightly towards you. “How are you?”
“Yeah, good. Busy morning with this one.” You replied, a collective laughter ricocheting through the room. “She’ll knock out soon. She’s just had a hot chocolate, and the sugar rush will end.”
“She's so cute.” The Norwegian stated, moving down to make close eye contact with Emme, who was already giggling at the woman’s presence. “Aren't you, vakker? Jeg er din favoritt, ikke sant?” I'm your favourite, aren't I?
“Ja, jeg elsker deg, Auntie Guro.” Yes, I love you.
Guro blushed and cooed at that, kissing your daughter’s nose and pinching her cheeks with a loving smile plastered across her face. Niamh took the jacket off, the warmth of Emmeline’s body heating her enough. You watched the teammates continue their interview, smiling at the subtle wink Niamh sent your way.
They had asked Emme a few questions indirectly, asking you before if it was okay. You agreed, finding Niamh’s prompts completely adorable.
Emme would ramble about stuff that wasn't even related to the question, but Niamh would subtly steer her back in the right direction. If Emme was getting ditsy, she’d bounce her thigh in jitters, sending the toddler back into a relaxed, comfortable state.
As you predicted, Em fell asleep fifteen minutes later, quietly snoring, relishing the patterns Niamh drew on her back, gripping onto Guro’s hand absentmindedly. You had taken a seat behind the set, replying to some emails, half listening to the questions being asked in what seemed to be a podcast of sorts.
When they finished, Niamh and Guro invited you onto the couch, letting you take Emme from Niamh with a peck of her lips.
“If you ever want to spend time without her, I would happily take her,” Guro announced, rubbing the child’s cheek. “Oh, she's so cute. I'm jealous of you, Charles. An adorable baby and a hot girlfriend.”
Niamh shot the woman a testing look, shaking her head at the laughter you let out in response.
“You would give her too many sweets, Reiten,” Niamh replied. You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks when her arms fell across your shoulders. “You wouldn't be able to say no to her.”
Guro scoffed. “Who would be able to say not to such a beautiful baby?”
Niamh chuckled. “Point proven.”
That was the last of Niamh’s duties for today, meaning that the two of you were homebound after a few more minutes of talking with Guro.
You both thanked the crew and other members of staff on the way out, trying your best to be quiet in order not to wake the baby up.
“Where’s your car?” Your girlfriend asked, searching for your keys in the spiderman bag.
“We walked.” You replied, taking Niamh’s keys out of her jean’s pockets and handing them to her.
“No wonder she's so tired, baby. I could of picked you up.”
“She only walked halfway, Niamhy, baby.” You rolled your eyes, sighing. “She's gotten the expectation that someone will carry her whenever she feels like it.”
You threw a pointed glare at the woman, smirking at her guilty face.
“She's a princess.” Niamh retorted. “If her feet are sore, I’ll carry her.”
“She's becoming very demanding, I think.”
“She's a good girl.” She answered, watching as you buckled the sleeper into her seat. “Don't act like you're not demanding at times.”
You scoffed, climbing into the passenger seat with a prominent, joking scowl. “And when have I been demanding, huh? I don't recall asking you to carry me round everywhere.”
“Oh, I can,” Niamh responded smugly. Your eyebrows creased in confusion. “Don't you remember the other night? Acting very demanding and ended up not walking properly the next day… had you begging and shaking for me to—”
“—Yep, okay, thank you.” You snapped, crossing your arms across your chest. “I doubt that if you just had edged for four consecutive orgasms you’d feel inclined to walk around.”
“If you had been good, then you would've just had the orgasms, not the edging.”
“Let's not talk about this with the baby in the car.” You muttered, trying hard not to think about the events of a few nights before.
“Alright, darling. Just remember that good girls get rewards.”
You sighed, your cheeks heating up. “You're a tease, Charles.”
Niamh didn't reply, keeping her hand on your thigh all the way home, making sure to keep her complacent countenance noticeable until you made it home.
“You love me for it.”
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yourusername — we love our Evie 💕
^ niamhcharles — love my girls 💗
guroreiten — niesen min er like vakker som mammaen hennes 🤍
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^ yourusername — emme’s missing her auntie guro all the time xx
user78 — this is my roman empire. if this fails, I fail.
^ user23 — this is girlhood.
^ user28 — baby emme is literally living our dreams
^ user98 — Y/N living mine 😋
samanthakerr — baller baby 👶
^ yourusername — 🤣
milliebright — I bags the next interview 🥰
^ niamhcharles — sorry, guro already did
^ milliebright — emme likes me more
^ guroreiten — its time to face the truth
^ milliebright — 😐
user4 — Emme is the cutest toddler I have ever seen
^ user90 — the way she crawls into Niamh and wraps her legs around her in the interview 😭 she is such a good mother I can't
^ user65 — wait is Emme Niamh’s child or Y/N’s?
^ user90 — Y/N is Emme’s mother, but Niamh is another parental figure for Emme.
chelsea — pro contract incoming?? @yourusername
^ yourusername — she likes the colour red more I think…
^ milliebright — what have you done? @niamhcharles
^ niamhcharles — this is simply not true.
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CHELSEA WFC PODCAST WITH GURO REITEN & NIAMH CHARLES FT. SPECIAL GUEST
time — 13 minutes, 36 seconds.
Interviewer one — if it isn't the main character herself
Guro — *looking off camera* Looking bright as ever, Y/N. How are you?
Y/N, Niamh Charles’ partner — yeah good. Busy morning with this one…
* time skip*
Interviewer — so Niamh, on a more personal note, how is everything going?
Niamh — yeah, really good. I'm really happy at the moment. *looks down and off camera* I've got a lot of love for others at the moment, and a lot of things that I look forward to seeing after training, games, and just work in general. Yeah, it's been really great, actually.
Interviewer — how’s it been with a child in the mix? How have you found that?
Niamh — um, yeah, it's been great. Look, I'm very privileged to be in this one's life. She's my favourite little girl in the whole world, and I just love her to bits. She's incredible, her mother’s so admirable, and I'm just glad that I'm in her life.
Interviewer — you look a bit jealous over their, Reiten.
Guro — *sighs* Emme is just— ugh I cannot even put it into words. She's just brought the team so much closer. I don't know how, but all children just bring this innocence that wasn't there before, and Emme is just so beautiful, and always brings so much light to everyone’s day. And I think she’s made Niamh’s life so much brighter too. Jesus, you don't understand how much I love this little baby girl.
Niamh — im scared you're going to steal her one day
Guro — oh, I will. Her and your girlfriend if you're not careful.
* Y/N laughs off camera*
Niamh — Hey! Don't laugh about that!
Guro — See! Even she agrees.
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A/N — ugh how I love baby fics.
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Holiday
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Jessie Fleming + Niamh Charles x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: A day at the pool
Pernille relaxes back on the sunbed, eyes closed in content.
The sun beats down on her and she hums.
"Magda," She says warningly," You better not try to touch me with your wet hands." She opens an eye.
Magda stands in front of her, a guilty look on her face with a hand still outstretched. She's been spending most of her time this morning in the pool, still dripping wet and Pernille appreciates the way droplets of water run down her abs.
"Sorry?" Magda offers up and Pernille rolls her eyes.
"How are the kids?"
Magda spares a look behind her.
Niamh is floating around the pool on a blow-up boat, legs hanging out and feet dragging in the pool. Jessie's in the shallow end with you, playing with your water toys and laughing when you pour water over her.
"They're fine," Magda replies," Can I give you a hug now?"
"Are you still wet?"
"Yes."
"Then, no. Dry off or go back to the kids."
Magda huffs. "Are you sure I can't tempt you to get in the water?"
Pernille closes her eye again, shifting on the sunbed so she's a bit more comfortable. "You said you would look after the kids. I'm not moving."
"Fine."
Magda wades back into the water.
"Are you having fun, princesse?"
You shrug, a pout causing your bottom lip to jut outwards. You point towards the blow-up boat. "Niamh's ignoring us!"
Magda laughs. "Well, we can't have that. Leave it to me."
She swims out to the deeper end, where Niamh is floating away. Upon closer inspection, Niamh isn't ignoring you and Jessie on purpose. She's just fast asleep.
"Niamh," Magda says," Niamh!"
"Huh? Wha-?"
Niamh awakes slowly, blinking a few times to adjust to the sudden light from the sun.
"Come on," Magda cajoles," Up you get. Enough stealing my kid's things."
You're still not completely comfortable in the water yet but you're at that stage where you think it's embarrassing to where your armbands so the floating boat had been Magda and Pernille's compromise.
You weren't allowed in the deep end without your floaties but you didn't want to wear them so the boat was the only way you could get there.
"Five more minutes," Niamh complains.
Magda grins. "Five more seconds."
"Hey! That's so unfair and-"
Niamh doesn't get to finish because Magda tips the boat over and she goes crashing into the water. She surfaces a few moments later, spluttering and pushing her now wet hair out of her face.
You giggle hysterically from the shallow end and Jessie hides her own laughter, though not well enough because Niamh clearly takes offence to it and drags Jessie under the water to wrestle.
"Morsa!" You say, lifting your arms up," Boat, please!"
Magda laughs, plucking you into her arms and placing you in the boat. She pushes you around the deep end for a while as Niamh and Jessie wrestle.
You shriek when Niamh accidentally splashes you and you splash her back, sticking your tongue out at her when she looks at you in betrayal. You splash her again for good measure just as Jessie leaps on her back and dunks her under the water.
You grin in triumph before turning back to look at Morsa. You lift your arms up.
"Want to swim please."
"You'll have to go back to the shallow end," Magda warns you and you frown, puffing out your cheeks in outrage.
"No!" You whine," In the deep end!"
"Then you have to wear your armbands. Do you want me to get them?"
You huff. "No."
"Then no swimming in the deep end."
You think for a moment and Magda can see the cogs turning in your mind as you try to work out how to get what you want. You raise your arms again.
"Carry, please."
Magda sighs but picks you up anyway, treading water in the deep end so you still end up getting what you want. You smile at her triumphantly and Magda rolls her eyes.
You know just how to manipulate her into doing what you want.
It's kind of impressive.
You get tired though and your fingers get all pruney so Magda sets you on the ground again and watches you carefully as you make your way back to Pernille.
She grunts when you jump on top of her.
You're all wet and cold and Pernille jolts in shock at the sudden temperature change.
She opens her eyes and looks down at where you've settled your head on her chest.
"You're all wet," She laughs, pushing back your wet hair.
"Was in the pool," You reply, tilting your head up so you can look at her with a big, wide smile.
"I can see that. Did you get bored?"
You nod. "Tired."
Pernille reaches for her phone. "Well, it's nearly time for your afternoon nap."
You were originally resistant to a midday nap while on holiday, wanting nothing more than to just keep going, going, going and enjoy your time but Pernille had been insistent.
You would nap for an hour before lunch so you could have the energy to enjoy the rest of your day. You were happy with it now, especially when you realised that Pernille would sleep next to you in the Big Bed and Magda wouldn't complain at all.
You hum against Pernille's chest.
"Come on," She says," Let's get you all dried off so we can nap."
"What about Morsa and Niamh and Jessie?"
Pernille casts her eyes back towards the pool.
Jessie and Niamh have teamed up against Magda, currently trying to dunk her under the water and take custody of your blow-up boat again.
"They'll be fine."
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I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 13
pairings: woso x reader
summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.
part: thirteen
part one here
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yourusername: i'm so proud of you guys!! euros champions wooh!! 🤍💙
lottewubbenmoy: 💙💙
ellatoone: tysm!!
alessiarusso99: 💙💙💙
leahwilliamsonn: nahh what is that photo of me
↳ yourusername: lookin buzzin
↳ ellatoone: buzzin fr
stanwaygeorgia: still can't believe you wore that old rusty metal's jersey instead of mine 😔
↳ lucybronze: it's because i'm her fav
↳ stanwaygeorgia: you wished
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(doing a bit of timeskip and let's pretend it's been like around two months since the euros bcuz yeah)
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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
guys look at what leah and i found this morning
stairway
YOU GUYS WENT WITHOUT ME ?!
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
well i was gonna offer you but
leah said you were busy
stairway
WHAT
NO I WASNT
willlybum
oh
well that's so sad
earpsy
so this is why you were late to training
willybum
i forgot we had training
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
more like wanted to forgot
willybum
oi
don't expose me like that
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
:))
so how's training going
neev
y/n save me from this torture
we'll go to nandos together
and drag jessie along too
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
neev added flaming hot
flaming hot
stoppp
not this nickname 😭😭
and we can't go to that nandos place anymore
did you two forget?
we're banned from last time
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
and who's fault was that
miss flaming hot
flaming hot
i blame niamh for all that
neev
bruh
you were literally the one that said
you could handle the flaming hot sauce fleming
and then practically screamed dramatically
about how you were dying
which got us kicked out
flaming hot
I WAS NOT DRAMATIC
AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT
PEER PRESSURED ME
IN THE FIRST PLACE
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
it was incredibly funny ngl
i mean you couldn't really tell
the difference from jessie's face
and her national jersey colour
flaming hot
stop ittt
you two are meanies
it literally wasn't that bad
i recovered fine
neev
um
you were literally crying the whole day jessie
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
and we had to buy you like twenty iced
drinks for you to finally cool down
look this is you finally calming down
after your twelfth drink
neev
yeah not our fault you can't handle any spice
flaming hot fleming
but we're still kidnapping you and taking
you to another nandos place tonight
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
we sure are
flaming hot
i'm gonna pull a houdini
lotte
oooh i wanna come along to nandos!
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
you're very welcome to
stairway
me too!
neev
absolutely not
stairway
excuse you
how can lotte come with
you guys but not me?!
neev
bcuz she isn't annoying like you are
stairway
neev
elton
no wayy
you guys
willybum
oh my god
i do not have the effort for this today
what is she going to say
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
oh no
the REAL karate kid
ona batlle
uh should i be scared?
kie
very much
flaming hot
what is happening?
stairway
elton
did you guys know that you can
lick someone's elbow (also known as
their wenis) and they can't feel it
lotte
righttt
of course i needed to know this
flaming hot
HELP WHAT 😭😭
neev
the fact that i just saw georgia
look at me after reading that
seriously concerns me
the REAL karate kid
unfortunately it's true 😭😭
she licked my wenis
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
.....
yeah i have no words
ona batlle
😭😭
steph
what the hell 😭😭
rusty metal
i wondered why everyone stopped
working out and started looking at each other
ella, i do not wanna know why you
know that, and can everyone stop trying
to lick each other's elbows
it's freaking me out 😭😭
kie
i'm convinced ella has no thoughts
behind those eyes
it is just elevator music.
on repeat.
all day.
every day.
stairway
i think lucy's wenis needs a licky lick
rusty metal
georgia get the hell away from me
elton
ALSO
if you look at any object
near you right now
you know in your head what it
would feel like when you lick it
like the texture and stuff
mccard
nahh that's insane
i haven't licked everything near me
so why would i know how it would feel?
lotte
why did i just see rachel and millie
taking glances at each other
rusty metal
GEARGIA ISTG DONT YOU DARE
TAKE A STEP TOWARDS ME
CAN YOU ALL PLS STOP
TRYING TO LICK THINGS
WITH YOUR IMAGINATIONS
Y'ALL ARE FESTY OMG 😭😭
esme
NAAAHHHHH
WHY DID NIAMH ACTUALLY JUST
LICK SOME STUFF TO CONFIRM IF
SHE IMAGINED IT RIGHT
THIS IS SO WRONG 😭😭😭
flaming hot
of course she would do that 😭😭
meado
steph
is this just a daily occurrence for you guys?
is this normal?
door knob
i'm sad to admit that it is
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
i'm kinda glad i'm not near any of this rn
flaming hot
fr
neev
well i wanted to know if my brain
was tricking me or not
esme
you didn't need to lick it tho
mate 😭😭
neev
alex
nahh i'm done
i'm leaving the gym
just saw daly start walking towards
bright like she was preparing to lick her
i can't witness this today 😭😭
kie
why am i not surprised that it's
ella that started this again?
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
ona batlle
amen to that
steph
seconded
so glad kyra and charli aren't in this chat
to contribute to this chaos omg
flaming hot
amen fr 😭
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
omg
kyra and cha cha!
we need to add em in here too
stairway
wait a sec y/n
YOURE NOT BRITISH?!
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
nopee
lived in england almost all my life but
proud aussie here 💪🇦🇺
steph
ayeee 🇦🇺
willybum
i cannot believe this
elton
you're an imposter fr
neev
and here we thought you were one of us
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
heyy
i am an honourary lioness member
isn't like lessi half italian?
thet REAL karate kid
yeah?
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
see
and she's playing for england
i can support both the lionesses and tillies
willybum
okay but now that the wsl is starting
the more important question is
which club do you support?
stairway
oh yeah
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
oh
uhh i gtg do something really important rn
talk to you guys later!
bye!
neev
y/nnnnn
dont forget our nandos!!
i'll be waiting!!
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
i won't!
better be prepared fleming
flaming hot
oh no
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part fourteen here
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found out | j. fleming
summary; y/n uses the wrong word and asks for a definition of said word, when her and jessie give each other a knowing look and are caught the team teases them endlessly.
🎵 the morning - the weeknd
it was no secret that you and jessie had been together for ages. fans realised this when they first stalked your friends socials for pictures of jessie at ucla before finding pictures of you and jessie, way too close to be best friends. they then found pictures of you and her kissing after a couple matches before cracking the code and spreading the news.
now at twenty-five and twenty-four, you'd been together nearly nine years and couldn't be happier. sam joked sometimes that you'd be dead before you got married but you always argued back that you were still fairly young to be fully tied down and weren't going to break up anytime soon- if you were going to break up you'd have done it more than eight years ago.
obviously you and jessie were extremely comfortable with each other in every way possible, loving her for nine years, receiving endless reassurance and adoration meant you trusted each other with everything in yourselves. especially in the bedroom, that's how you got here today.
the canadians lips scattered over your neck hungrily to produce more blood-red love bites wherever she could, her tongue running over your skin like she was a vampire starved for ten years. her left hand pinning your right one above your head with a silk blindfold laced between your fingers and her right hand endlessly moving around your thigh, pulling it to wrap around her waist alongside your other one as she began to roughly grind into you.
"love when you let me do this."
she mumbled against your collarbone, voice slightly tuned out by the string of moans she was pulling from you as your left hand clawed at her bare and muscular back. the canadian groaned in response to your nails digging into her skin and leaving a trail in their wake, flesh turning red raw like your hickeys as you threw your head back and moaned loudly at the way her muscles rippled and flexed under your touch.
"jess..."
you trailed off breathlessly, not knowing what you were calling for her to do as it was all so overwhelming you couldn't even think properly, your brain was short-circuiting and judging by the way jessie chuckled cockily in your face she knew exactly what was happening.
"yeah, baby?"
the midfielder teased, feigning innocence whilst her right hand trailed up your bare torso to massage your breasts just the way she knew you liked- you had been together close to ten years after all, what kind of a girlfriend would she be if she didn't know how to make you fall apart without even fucking you?
"need you."
you babbled mindlessly, the affects of mind-numbing pleasure only jessie could source you with already taking place as you whined and squirmed underneath her muscular body. she'd stopped moving her hips by now and she didn't want you to move yours either, so she took her hand away from your semi-clothed chest and pushed your waist down into the bed beneath you with her biceps bulging from the display of strength.
"need me to do what? where do you need me babygirl?"
you hesitated, knowing she wanted you to be filthy and vulgar with what you said next. as much as you loved jessie when she was like this, you hated extremely explicit dirty talk - only if you were saying it, jessie saying it was beyond nice - it made you feel weird saying things like that out loud.
"c'mon princess, can't make my girl feel good if i don't know what she wants can i?"
"jess- please, need you to fuck me."
"see? that's all i wanted to hear. such a good girl."
the praise made your brain go to mush, the hand that was clawing at her shoulder mindlessly pulling her closer to smash your lips onto hers desperately. whatever you could take from jessie, whatever she would give you, you were taking it. she suggested using the article of silk laced between your hands a couple years back when you decided to start exploring a less vanilla side of your sex life and it's safe to say she loves it.
whether she's blindfolded or using it on you, she adores it. the way it heightens the senses, makes touch and smell and words ten times more intense without a single clue what they're going to do next- that's what jessie loves. the cluelessness to it, the realisation that you don't know what will happen next. it makes the orgasm ten times better, especially if it's sudden.
"you sure you still wanna use this prettygirl?"
jessie mumbled against your lips, moaning into your mouth when you pulled away to bite her lip roughly, letting her know you wanted it hard and you wanted it now. jessie loved fucking you like that, especially when you were blindfolded. the noises you let out were music to her ears but with the way they'd grow impossibly louder out of shock when she'd touch you if you didn't expect it?
god, jessie fucking loved it.
you nodded eagerly with a grin on your face matching hers, letting go of her hand so she could move the silk blindfold to wrap around your eyes. she tapped your temple twice lightly in a silent request you lift your head, humming in approval when you did so and carefully tying a knot around the back.
"that okay? not too tight or too loose?"
"no, it's perfect baby."
you pressed your head back against the pillows, jessie undyingly turned on by the sight beneath her. ever since the first time you'd used a blindfold she could swear she'd never been so turned on in her life before.
the way your breathing hitched with every move she'd make or time she'd touch you, how your hands would tentatively reach out and always land on her muscular arms or toned back to ground yourself, it was nowhere near the way you reacted to her without a blindfold. obviously jessie loves having sex with you no matter what, but there was just something different about it when a blindfold was involved- don't even get her started on how much she loves being blindfolded herself.
the way you straddle her hips and mindlessly grind against her without warning, roughly pushing her head back or to the side so your lips could devour their way along her body, filthy whispers of what you wanted to do to her - or what you wanted her to do to you - making her moan louder than ever as it's all she could focus on. no sight means heightened hearing, so if you're whispering all the ways you've thought about fucking her or being fucked by her? she's a goner.
don't even get her started on the one time you restricted her hands as well. using another piece of silk to tie her wrists together against the bedframe, denying her the right to touch you as you got your own satisfaction and didn't give jessie the pleasure until she begged to touch you. (spoiler warning; when you let her out of those restraints she fucked you dumb.)
"how you feelin' baby?"
she questioned right against your ear, knowing the whispered words affected you from the breath you let out against her neck, feeling her hands wrap your legs around her waist again as she started grinding down into you at the perfect angle. jessie had been with you eight years, nearly nine, she knew exactly how to push your buttons and when to push them. right now, she was putting that to use, turning you on as much as she possibly could so she can give you the worlds best orgasm in a couple moments time.
"so turned on, jess."
you breathed out into her ear, kissing her skin afterwards and pushing your hips up into hers after you'd worked out her rhythm and immediately being rewarded by a delicious friction against your core, the canadian a bit frustrated at the way you just took that from her without asking but letting you off because of the loud moan you let out.
"good, it's gonna be worth it when i fuck you until you can't speak anymore."
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it was media day at chelsea, meaning you and jessie were going to be split up for an unnecessary amount of time the next couple hours. sure, you'd have your media buddies you'd been partnered up with but it just wasn't the same as each other, you hated media days.
you'd just finished a game of guess who with guro for the barclayswsl tiktok account and chelseawfc youtube channel, meaning you had a fifteen minute break before you and the norwegian were put back to work with another media team for another social media account. quickly heading to sit beside one of your best friends millie and seeing jessie being guided over with niamh helping her, you went to jump up and hug her before staying put next to your skipper when you saw what she was wearing.
"niamh whys she got a blindfold on?"
millie made a noise of confusion from next to you, the girl you previously addressed stopping her footsteps as jessies mouth fell open slightly from your words.
"that's not a blindfold, it's an eyemask."
millie corrected you, making your competitive nature reveal itself for a moment as you challenged her immediately, your girlfriend listening as she pulled the eyemask down to rest around her neck and niamh watching amusedly.
"what would you define a blindfold as then?"
"like, a bit of material put over your eyes. they're mainly used to kidnap people, you know the usual."
you scoffed at millies joke and turned to look at jessie, the pair of you giving each other one of those looks when you thought you weren't being watched, only realising you were being watched.
"oi! what was that look for?"
millie questioned, niamh racking her brain for any answers whilst millie had a slight idea of what you and jessie just said to each other with your eyes. you shrugged in response, thinking of something sarcastic to say.
"jessie can agree with me when i say blindfolds are subjective to context."
the blonde next to you had her straight face scrunch up in disgust for a second as you grinned cockily at her, turning to your girlfriend as she smiled sheepishly with a massive blush across her cheeks as usual.
"you two disgust me."
"what? what does she mean? what have i missed?"
niamh questioned, genuinely confused by what you'd said and drawing the attention of other teammates. guro shuffled closer, sam came over with jess and lauren arrived at some point too, putting you and jessie on the spot as soon as millie explained it to niamh.
"her and jessie have used a blindfold before."
"okay? why would they do that?"
"no, niamh. they've used a blindfold before."
the defenders expression changed from one of recognition to one of disgust, pretending to throw up as all the other girls started teasing or turning away in shock. you and jessie sat there and took the brunt of it all, knowing there was nothing you could do now that the secret was out. plus, how could you be upset? at least you were still getting some.
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goodbye gift n.c x reader x j.f
plot: You and Jessie are both leaving Chelsea, leaving Niamh and you all have some unfinished business you need to take care of
warnings: smut, threesome,
a/n: this was written and almost done and I was actually proud of it and then tumblr DELETED IT
January was a hard month for the Chelsea team.
Jessie had announced her departure for the NWSL almost immediately after the Christmas break, Portland thorns offering her a ground breaking offer.
A week later you announced that you were leaving for Barcelona, your contract was up and they wanted you, you accepted.
Chelsea were losing two key midfielders, you were both leaving the team, leaving Niamh.
You were sitting with your national teammate Sam in the physio room, she had done her ACL and you were eating your lunch whilst sitting on the table with her.
Sam decided to wait until her physio left to back your leg “Ow! Sam what the fuck!” You yelled, rubbing your leg.
“I wanted to know if you and Jessie have finally done it, since your both leaving, get rid of that sexual tension”
You rose your eyebrows “first of all, we do not have sexual tension, second of all not that it’s any of your business but no we have not”
“Well why not?” Sam said and you rolled your eyes “well because we don’t have sexual tension” you said and the fellow Australian gave you a pointed look.
“And I have a healthy knee”
Sam pointed at you “cmon we all saw you two at the last continental cup after we all went out”
It was true.
The whole team had gone out to a club to forget about your loss to Arsenal, you and Jessie had been closer than usual, having both been together the entire game as midfielders.
“We didn’t sleep together that night” you told Sam who snorted “ya should’ve”
Looking back on it you smiled, remembering the feelings of Jessie’s hands on your waist as you danced.
“Just remember you only have one week left”
Niamh was sat on Millie’s kitchen bench, eating pasta that her fiancé made “so when are you going to do it?” Millie asked her and she furrowed her brows “do what?”
“Make a move on y/n before she’s gone, I know you guys went for it at a team meeting”
Niamh shot her head up “how did you know that?”
Millie smirked “you both were gonna for about ten minutes so I just assumed”
“So you guessed”
“And I got it right yay me!”
Niamh rolled her eyes “She’s moving to Barcelona and neither of us want a relationship right now”
Millie smirked, “who said anything about a relationship”
It was now a week before you and Jessie had to leave to your new teams and after the speeches your friends had been given to the three of you, your nice sneaky glances had become obvious and longer.
It was obvious to the team and especially Guro who ran up to the Canadian and English players at the end of the session.
“Do you both like Y/n?” She asked and Jessie turned red as Niamh looked away, Guro gasped “You have a crush on the same girl!” Niamh covered the girls mouth as Jessie turned even more red “can you shut up” she whispered to the girl who was smiling, ear to ear.
“Does this not affect your friendship at all?” Guro asked and both girls shook their heads “none of us want a relationship” Jessie said and Niamh nodded “yeah but like you’re all leaving eachother and none of you had made a move?”
Both girls nodded before Guro smirked.
“TEAM NIGHT AT YA YA’S EVERYBODY BE THERE!” She screamed before looking at Niamh “that’s near where you live right?” Niamh nodded and Guro ran off towards you with a smile, wrapping her arm around your neck “your gonna have fun tonight”
You furrowed your eyebrows with confusion but brushed it off.
You and Kristie sat on your bed with different outfit options “Samantha!” You called out to your friend who slowly walked in, already knowing your question “what” she said and you pointed to the clothes “which one?” You asked and she looked over “none”
“What do you mean none, I’m not going naked” you said, crossing your arms and Sam laughed and went up to Kristie, whispering something into her ear which made her gasp
“Can I know?” You asked “I would have said it out loud if you could know” Sam responded before walking out, leaving you with Kristie.
“This is gonna sound weird” she started “but do you have any pretty lingerie?”
That’s where you lead now, in a dress suit and matching skirt, your black lingerie bra on view for anyone to see.
“My fiancé is a miracle worker” Sam cheered as you walked out “Ha Ha” you fake laughed and grabbed Kristie’s arm “let’s go”
Niamh and Jessie were already sitting at the bar “So it’s not crazy if we-“ she stopped her sentence once when she noticed Niamh was looking at the entrance which she followed “oh fuck”
“Fuck indeed” Niamh agreed with her best friend as they looked at you, your cleavage and legs on display and saying hi to all the girls.
You spotted the two girls and smiled, quickly walking over to them “hey you two”
“Hey- uh- hi” Jessie blushed and Niamh smirked “hello y/n”
You looked past them and to the bartender “three shots please?” You said and he nodded.
Guro, watching from afar saw you take your first shot with the pair “everyone leave! Go!” She ushered the team, all making sly comments whilst all of you three were too distracted with each other to see the whole bunch of them leave.
“My round next” Jessie smiled before bringing her card to pay “we should probably talk to the others” you suggested, ignoring Niamh’s palm that was know on your thigh “Do you want to?” Jessie asked, passing you your shot which you nodded at “yeah”.
You all got up to walk, Jessie’s hand resting on your lower back “can’t find them” Niamh said from the other side of you, stepping slightly forward to check it out.
“Did they all leave?” Jessie asked, her grip tightening on you as people walked by. You noticed as you walked further through the girls always had you in between them.
After accepting the fact that your team had left you still had decided to stay sitting down in a private booth, empty drink littered around the table as you spoke about little things.
There was never a minute one of their hands weren’t on you, weather Niamh had her hand on your arm or Jessie had it on your lap, slowly growing closer and closer to a place that was growing wetter and wetter for the two girls.
“I think we should get out of here” suggested Jessie who was looking down on you, her hands rubbing up and down your arm “to where?” You ask “My house” Niamh said, “none of you guys live in your houses anymore” she said, reminding you of you and Jessie’s departures.
Jessie leaned down to your ear, “I don’t want to leave here with any regrets do you?” She asked and you turned to her, looking at her eyes which were stuck to your lips as you crossed your head “Can’t leave anything back in London” Niamh whispered in your left ear, her lips resting on your skin as you turned towards her, her stare the same as Jessie’s.
“So what do you say?” Jessie asked, her hand sliding up your thighs to the end of your skirt “should we go?” Niamh said, her hand doing the same.
As their hands grew closer to you your breath shortened, feeling flustered from all the attention but still nodding “We need your words y/n” Niamh said, her lips dragging from your ear to your jaw where she pressed small kisses.
“Yes” you stuttered, turning your head to Jessie “please”.
Jessie was already close to you but still closed the gap between you both with a small kiss as Niamh started to knock suck at the skin being shown, brushing your hair back as Jessie pulled at it.
Jessie pulled away first “let’s get out of here”.
The quick walk to Niamh’s house still felt an hour long as your need for them grew. You had wanted them both, at first separately but now…
you couldn’t think of anything better.
Just like in the club, Jessie took the job of placing her hand on your back, now it took a lower place and you took hold of Niamh’s hand who was navigating in front of you, taking the lead.
The two girls knew the house well as they walked in, turning on certain lights as if they were in a routine. Jessie turned towards you with a blushed smile and brought you into a kiss.
It was different from your kiss in the club and you knew it was because you were now in a private space, Jessie loved her privacy.
You heard Niamh drop her keys onto her kitchen bench before her steps walked into a room, you assumed a bedroom.
“C’mon you two” Niamh said as you and Jessie separated and walked past Niamh who was staring to you with an unreadable expression “do you wanna do this?” She asked and you nodded walking towards her.
When you walked into the room, Niamh behind you you smiled, Jessie had already taken off her top and you helped her with her bra, Niamh behind you, stripped off your jacket and unzipped your skirt which you stepped out of leaving you in the lingerie set Kristie had told you to wear.
You turned towards Niamh and started unbuttoning her dress shirt “this was planned wasn’t it” you wondered out loud
“Are we complaining?”
You heard Jessie chuckle at her friend before her lips attached to your neck, you immediately buckled your knees, faltering your paste of undoing Niamh’s shirt which she helped you with.
When Niamh was finally undressed she pushed you onto the bed and Jessie followed, she pulled you into her chest as Niamh walked to the other end of the bed.
Jessie wondered her hands around your chest, pressing kisses to you shoulders before pinching your nipple, causing you to moan.
Niamh lowered herself down to your legs, separating them, kissing from your ankles all the way to your thighs which you started to squirm, Jessie’s smirk being felt against your skin as she saw the effect Niamh gave you.
“Niamh please” you begged the girl who looked up at you “please what?” She smirked and you rolled your head back “answer her” Jessie told you, lifting your head back up.
“Niamh please fuck me” you let out and the girl waisted no time, bringing one of her fingers into you as you gasped, gripping Jessie’s arm.
“You gonna take her fingers baby?” She asked and you nodded “need more” you said as Niamh added another one, and started to speed up “oh fuck” you moaned, squeezing Jessie’s arm tighter.
Jessie’s eyes grew dark watching you moan out Niamh’s name and she grew more wet “can you take another finger?” She asked you and you squirmed at the thought but nodded “such a good girl”
After Niamh added another finger it wasn’t too long until you needed to cum “fuck, Niamh please!” You moaned, Jessie’s fingers playing with your nipples when you finally came undone, Niamh letting you ride out your high as Jessie pulled your head into a kiss.
Niamh came up to also pull you into a kiss, going from one friend to the other. Jessie was sweet with her kisses as Niamh was more dominant.
You felt the warmth of Jessie's body move away, leaving you to lay down fully on the bed, Niamh and Jessie tried to switch spots but you reached out to grab Niamh's wrist, missing the way Jessie reached into her bag.
"are you okay?" she asked you and you nodded "want you to sit on my face" you told her and you saw the confident girl blush and raise her brows "really?" she said and you pulled her closer "please".
Once you made yourself comfortable Niamh rested herself on your face and you almost moaned at the sight. Jessie walks back over to you, your view blocked by Niamh as you waited for her to be comfortable.
You felt the dip in the bed as Jessie crawled on top before you felt the Canadian girl's tip play through your folds, causing you to gasp, sending shivers down Niamh's spine.
Your grip on Niamh's thighs tightened as Jessie positioned herself into you "You ready?" she asked and you nodded your head, your nose hitting Niamh's clit as she rolled her head back at the friction.
You started licking through Niamh's folds at the same time Jessie pushed into you slowly, both moaning your name as you tried to remember the sound forever.
Niamh gripped into your hair as you tried to muffle your moans into her, using her as a form of relief when Jessie kept hitting you in the right places.
"fuck y/n" Niamh moaned out before coming on top of you, making a mess on your face which you smirked at, licking your lips as she got off of you, leaving you to Jessie as she quickened her pace.
You rolled your head back in ecstasy, yanking at her hair which she thankfully wore out "fuck Jessie, just like that" you panted, finally coming undone for the second time that night before you pushed Jessie away, feeling over stimulated.
"You okay?" Jessie asked you and you nodded "just need a little break" you told her, quickly giving her a kiss before turning to Niamh and doing the same.
"then we can go back to it".
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Puzzle Piece // Jessie Fleming
a/n: based off this request.
You joined Chelsea in the summer transfer window three seasons ago. Your transfer was one of the best transfers ever. From the French league to the English one. The media went wild, you were known for your incredible talent and the elegance in your playing style. Many clubs wanted you, as well there were many conversations with clubs in different leagues but Chelsea offered the perfect deal which is exactly why you joined the Blues.
It was the right decision.
Everybody was welcoming and kind, they made you feel at home in less than two weeks. It was a plus that you knew Sam already, the Australian who had taken you under her wing the moment you joined the Matildas.
And then there was Jessie, the girl you only knew from Sam‘s stories. She seemed shy at first but when the barrier was broken between the two of you, you discovered her talkative side - a side of her you enjoyed very much. The heart eyes which appeared after some time, noticeable for each teammate.
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"You like her, don‘t you?“ Sam asked as you leaned against the post.
Caught off guard, denying bubbled out of your mouth, "What?! No! I don‘t like Jessie"
Smirking, she replied, "So how did you know i was talking about her?"
"Because i was looking at her for too long" immediately your hand flew to your mouth, turning with wide eyes to the Australian, "i didn‘t stare, i- um, she-" your attempt to defend yourself fell to deaf ears, the striker already with the widest grin smiling.
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It was easy to fall for her, so easy. You went through different stages of emotions until realization hit you.
Happy
When did it start? You couldn‘t tell. You had joined Chelsea seasons ago and somehow the freckled girl owned your attention. Being near her made your heart go crazy. With her sweet personality, she made you feel good about yourself and the happiness she brought you, slowly crept through your whole body like a disease - it was a pleasant and joyful state of mind.
It was simple: she made you happy.
Confusion
Why did you feel like that? Your mind was consumed by Jessie.
Do you want to be with her?
Do you want to be her?
or do you want to be her friend?
you didn't know. You wanted to be her friend, but then again you didn‘t, you know? Because how can you simply be friends with someone when everytime you look at them, you're thinking about how much more you really want.
Maybe you wanted everything - you couldn‘t tell.
Vulnerability
Being around Jessie made you feel safe, as if you could let your walls down. You put your heart on the line, even if it meant heartache in the end. She encouraged the most authentic version of yourself to come to the forefront. It scared you. Of course, she didn‘t know anything about your feelings or that she was the one who you felt the most appreciated with. This kind of vulnerability was different compared to the platonic vulnerability - deeper on many ways.
You loved your friends and those special connections but with Jessie, it was different - you couldn‘t tell what was.
Realization
1)
The first realization had hit you in the middle of the night. You were laying in your bed, laptop opened as you stared at the screen.
Am I in love - Test
You‘ve read enough books to know the feeling of being in love but you never experieced it yourself, so was the thing you felt for Jessie really love? Not knowing how to answer you just did the test. You did multiple - each one answering with 'yes'
You were in love with Jessie Fleming, there was no denying - not anymore.
2)
The second realization hit you slowly, over weeks pieces were slowly put together.
piece one: you‘d never stand a chance.
piece two: niamh and Jessie were inseparable - they live together.
piece three: she was Jessie Fleming, why would she ever want to be with you?
piece four: Jess and Niamh were a couple.
It broke your heart when piece four was added to the puzzle - the final realization. All these happy feelings you felt towards Jessie turned into silent admiring, heart aching for the sweet smile and hoping, maybe even praying that she was happy.
from afar.
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"Why don’t you ask her out?" Sam asked as she threw her arm over your shoulder, pulling you away from the scene. "Why would I?" you asked confused. Jessie had a girlfriend, it was obvious. You wouldn‘t ask a taken lady out. Besides, Niamh was your friend and you would never disrespect her like that.
"She’s clearly in love with you too?!" the striker stated, the two of you still walking. You gave a short sarcastic laugh before you got serious, "no, she isn‘t."
Sam stopped, your body automatically stopping too, "look behind me discreetly. She‘s looking at us, isn‘t she?" you looked over her shoulder slightly, the Canadian girl watching both of you.
You nodded.
"She always does"
"Why? She and Niamh-"
"Please don‘t finish that sentence," the Australian held the bridge of her nose, sighing, "do you think they are a couple?"
nervously, your hand made its way up to your neck, scratching it, "maybe" you mumbled, looking to the ground.
The striker started laughing, your cheeks turning red in embarrassment, "why would you think that?" she asked, still laughing as tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Stop laughing!" you grumbled, hitting her arm, "they live together! What do you expect me to think?"
"You‘re so cute" Sam pinched your cheeks, giggling, "they are friends" she stated, in a more serious tone this time.
"Okay"
-
Even though, you knew now that Niamh and Jess were only friends something felt wrong - which was why you avoided the midfielder. Like always your heart raced at the presence of the Canadian, it just felt different. Your skin would still tingle and your mind would still go crazy but the pieces didn’t fit anymore.
piece one: you‘d never stand a chance, right?
piece two: niamh and Jessie were inseparable - best friends.
piece three: she was Jessie Fleming, why would she ever want to be with you?
piece four: Jessie was single.
It was almost impossible to clear your head with Jess near you, so that‘s why you started to distance yourself. She was your teammate, you would see her either way but the least you could do was to try to bring some distance between the two of you - doing drills with someone else, sitting at lunch next someone else, …
Of course, the midfielder noticed your behavior. She noticed it the moment you sat next to Guro instead of her. She shot you a questioning look and a helpless one to Niamh. Why didn‘t you sit next to her? You always did.
There was a drift in your dynamic which not only got noticed by Jessie herself but the team too. Question marks were written over their faces, what had happened? Usually, there was mutual vibe between the two of you. They were curious yet respected the change.
Sweet girl Jessie did not. She didn‘t like the fact that you didn‘t sit next to her at lunch nor did she like the fact that not more than a few words were exchanged with one another. What happened to the long talking days and nights?
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"Sam, hey, can- can I talk to you for a moment?" the brunette asked your national teammate as she was about to enter the gym. "Sure, what’s up?"
"Did I do something wrong? With Y/n? She has been avoiding me" she mumbled, cheeks turning red at the mention of your name. Jess had always thought you had a beautiful name.
The striker looked at the girl who looked so small, shy and hurt. "No, you didn’t" Sam admitted. The Australian debated with herself how much she should tell the girl, she didn’t want to stab you in the back, but it was clear that you were building your walls back up - the walls Jess broke down. "She‘s in her head" was the answer she replied with.
"What do you mean?"
"I can’t tell you"
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At home, the Canadian confronted her best friend. She didn‘t know what to do, she needed help.
"This is so frustrating" Jessie huffed with crossed arms after what felt like hours of talking and discussing the topic with Niamh.
"It isn‘t"
"It is!"
"Close your eyes" the defender requested, "what‘s your favorite colour? Leave your eyes closed" not knowing what else to do the midfielder answered without hesitation.
"yellow"
"What day is today?"
"Tuesday"
"What did you eat for breakfast?"
"Toast"
"Who do you want to kiss?"
"y/n" Jessie answered, her eyes opening in shock, "you tricked me."
"It worked though" the English woman smirked, "ask her out" she encouraged her friend.
With that being said Niamh left Jessie‘s room, the night starting as Jess thought about everything.
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You sat on the couch, soft music playing in the background as you read your current book. Completely in another universe with your thoughts, you overheard the gentle knock on your front door.
Just as the guest decided to give up the knocking - it seemed like you weren‘t at home, you opened the door. Your hair was loose, fluffy socks, pants and hoodie hugging your body as you held your book in one hand, "oh hi?" you greeted, surprised to see the Canadian in front of your door at such a late hour. "May I come in?" she asked, her voice not too loud.
"Yeah sure" you stepped aside, so she could step in, the brunette looking around. She had been here before and as always it made her feel warm and welcomed, that’s just the way your home was - like you.
"Is everything alright?" you asked while she took a seat on your couch.
"Of course" she replied sweetly, smiling brightly. You didn’t comment that her smile was fake, that it wasn‘t a genuine smile - it didn‘t reach the corner of her eyes nor were her little dimples shown.
She picked up the remote from your coffee table and opened her favorite show on Netflix, "join me, please" she requested gently.
Putting your book aside, you placed yourself next to the midfielder. There was a fair amount of space between the two of you as neither of you sat comfortably on the couch. Both of you sat there somehow stiff and nervous, no more words exchanged. When you laid your hand beside your thigh, perfectly in the middle of the space between you, you didn‘t know what you expected or if you expected anything. You just couldn‘t sit still and stiff anymore on the couch, so you shifted your weight.
Her show was long forgotten when she saw your hand resting close. Should she take it? Could she intertwine your fingers? The tip of her ears had already turned red at the thought of doing it, however her cheeks only turned red when she placed her hand next to yours, inching as close as possible. Now, the sides of your hands were touching, both of your hearts racing, breaths hitching. You looked at her, her gaze fixed on the tv. When she didn‘t look at you like you somehow hoped she would, your stare fell back on the tv.
With a shaky breath, her pinky started to caresses yours before she intertwined them. This time, she looked at you, cheeks her as her breath was uneven. The simple link of your pinkies made your heart go crazy, the pieces twirling around your mind, heart and soul. What was going on? Which piece was the right one? Which one was missing? Was it even the right puzzle?
With a gentle motion, you laced all of your fingers together, your eyes searching for the midfielders.
As you were about to open your mouth, Jessie‘s index finger stopped you, "don’t say anything, close your eyes" she mumbled shyly, yet so determined, "please."
With a bit of hesitation, you followed her gentle demand. While her free hand placed one loose strand of hair back behind your ear, the other one still held yours firmly, both of you enjoying the touch.
Slowly, she inched closer - her breath fanning against your lips, stopping only about an inch away from them, "you drive me crazy" she whispered, "running through my mind all day." she felt so close, her hand cupping your cheek, "I can’t stop thinking about you" and then her lips touched yours, it was a peck, nothing more.
You opened your eyes, staring into the missing piece. Your gaze flicked between her eyes and lips - up and down, down and up. You wanted to feel her lips again, for longer than just a second.
"You are always on my mind" you breathed out, looking at her lips. As a respond, she squeezed your hand, go for it, she told you. And you did, this time with no hesitation. You pressed your mouth against her own, pouring all your emotions into the kiss, the same as Jess did. The kiss was gentle and loving yet passionate - pieces were put together.
When air became a problem, you pulled apart, cheeks crimson red as both of you looked shyly at one another, sheepish smiles covering your faces.
The final piece was found - Jess was in love with you.
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Bad Days and Zoo Trips - HarderssonKid!R x Niamh and Jessie
Summary: sometimes all it takes to make a bad day a little bit better is going to see your favorite animals at the zoo. (the request was more hardersson x kid!r)
A/N: who wants to guess how many different ideas this started as before it landed on this?
You are having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
It all started this morning when Morsa told you that you had to go to nursery because your babysitter got sick and they couldn’t take you to practice because they had grown up things to do afterwards. Then when you were getting dressed Momma wouldn’t let you wear your Barcelona jersey with Moster Frido’s name on the back (because it's dirty) so you have to settle for wearing one of Tante Simone’s Hammarby shirt’s.
The terrible horrible no goodness continues at breakfast when you have to eat pancakes instead of waffles because there are none. And Morsa doesn’t even put any fruit in it like normally does when you have waffles.
You cry the whole way to nursery, where things do not get any better.
When you get there, a little boy that you don’t recognize is sitting in your normal spot on the rug and Miss makes you sit somewhere else when you ask him to move.
That little boy, Zac, continues to make your day worse at every possible turn.
After the rug incident, he takes the last seat at the lego table even though your friend Jamie had been saving it for you. When your class goes outside, he refuses to let you play football and then when the teachers make him, he keeps shoving you over. But, of course, Miss only notices when you shove him back and so you get put in timeout.
When you get back inside, after naptime, Miss tells the class a story about Vikings from Sweden, and the day improves for all of about 2 minutes when she lets you tell everyone about the Viking museum you went to the last time you visited Stockholm. But it goes sour again when Zac keeps cutting you off and even says that girls weren’t allowed to be vikings, which is just completely untrue.
That unfortunately, is your breaking point and before you even realize it, you’re across the room shoving the boy over. And just as quickly, Miss has grabbed you around the waist and is hauling you over to the timeout stool.
After 5 minutes, she comes back and brings you over to say sorry to Zac, except you don’t. Instead you start a rant in Swedish about Vikings, and well both your refusal to apologize and the Swedish (something you’ve been warned about in the past) land you back in the timeout where you stay for the rest of the day.
You’re not sure how long it really is but it feels like forever before the sound of two familiar voices have you turning around to face the rest of the classroom.
You only need to catch a glimpse of them before you're off the stool and barrelling towards them at fool speed barely dodging the other kids who are still waiting to get picked up.
“Jessie, Niamh,” you all but shout, slamming directly into the Englishwoman's legs, “Why are you here? Where’s my Momma and Morsa?”
Before either of the athletes have a chance to answer, Miss speaks instead.
“Y/N, I know you’re very excited to see your friends but that’s no excuse for running or shouting indoors.”
“Sorry, Miss.” Even to your own ears you don’t sound very sorry. “I’m going to get my things.”
You dart back off across the classroom, only slowing down slightly when Miss calls out after you.
It takes you less than a minute to grab your things and come back, immediately shoving your jumper and backpack into Niamh’s hands.
“No way, kid, we’re under strict instructions to make sure that you wear this,” the defender says.
“No thank you, bye Miss,” you say, taking Jessie’s hand and leading her out of the classroom and the building.
You can hear Niamh laughing as she follows behind, still holding your jumper, and complaining about it, until Jessie eventually stops you halfway down the block.
“Y/N/N, I know you don’t want to but you really need to wear your sweater,” the Canadian says.
“No thank you.”
That earns you a hard stare from the older girl, “I wasn’t really asking you.”
“No.”
“Yes, Y/N.”
With the two of you locked in a very intense stare down, Niamh takes the opportunity to take you by surprise, forcing the jumper over your head. She manages to get it down past your shoulders, making it so you can do nothing but whine as you struggle to get your arms free and through the appropriate holes.
“Not fair,” you say with a stomp of your foot and the slightest pout, once you manage to free yourself.
“Isn’t it crazy how life is rarely fair,” Niamh asks sarcastically. “But since it isn’t fair, I guess that means that you don’t want to come to the zoo with Jessie and I?”
Wide-eyed you look over at the Canadian, who just nods at you very seriously before speaking, “Niamh and I would just have to go by ourselves and it won’t be as much fun without our favorite little girl there to tell us about all the reptiles and amphibians.”
You pretend to take a moment to think about it but anyone watching from the outside, specifically Jessie and Niamh, can see the way you’re practically shaking with excitement.
“Well, I suppose that we can still go,” you say as calmly as a kid your age can, “the two of you need someone to help you see the differences in all the salamanders and newts.”
The two footballers exchange a knowing smirk over the top of your head as you allow Niamh to take you by the hand.
The trip to the zoo takes too long in your humble opinion but you do your best to not bounce up and down in your seat. Once you reach the zoo, all sense of pretense is lost and you just barely agree to see some of the other animals before you attach your face to the glass in the reptile exhibit.
You allow yourself to be dragged to the different primates (where you do your best not to make faces back at them), then to the big cats (where you happily explain that lions aren’t kings of the jungle because they live in the savannah) and finally to the giraffes (where you crack jokes about them being even taller than Millie).
Eventually though, you do make it to the reptile exhibit just in time to see one of the handlers taking a baby alligator out of its habitat.
Immediately, you rush forward with the other kids, getting as close as possible to the zookeeper.
“Hello, I’m zookeeper Jack and this here is my friend Billy, he’s visiting us from America.”
From the second the zookeeper starts talking, you’re hooked, staring in silent wonder as the animal is held on display. The only movement you make is to raise your hand in an attempt to answer almost every question.
Near the end, Jack asks if anyone would like to hold Billy and your hand is the only one that goes up.
“We’ve got a brave one. What’s your name,” he asks, while showing you where to put your hands.
“Y/N.”
“And who brought you to the zoo today?”
“Niamh and Jessie,” you say, slowly point Billy’s head towards them. “They promised to let me show them the newts and salamanders.”
“Niamh and Jessie are your sisters?”
“Yea.”
You’ve completely returned your attention to Billy the gator, so you’re not even aware of the shock that your words have given the two athletes.
“One more question for you, Y/N, and then we’ll let you and your sisters take a photo with our friends here,” Jack says. “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“A herpetologist,” you say. Then after a moment, “Or maybe a viking, I haven’t decided yet.”
“Well, if you’re as gentle with all animals as you were with Billy, I think you have a pretty good chance at it,” he says, choosing to ignore the bit about becoming a viking, not wanting to break your little kid heart.
Jack the zookeeper then quickly ushers both of the footballers to the front to take a photo. He tries to make them stand next to you only for both of them to stand behind you and as far away from Billy’s teeth as they could.
When he takes the alligator back, you thank him before dragging Niamh and Jessie over to one of the vivariums you noticed on your way in. The large glass habitat is set up to resemble the ecosystem of the rivers and creeks in the pacific northwest and there, peeking out from underneath a rock, is the very animal you’ve been wanting to show them, the rough skin newt.
“Look,” you say, pointing the black and orange creature out, “That little guy is one of the most toxic animals in all of America. Just one of them contains enough toxin to kill 12 adults.”
“That’s scary, why do you know that,” Niamh asks.
“It’s not scary, it's cute,” you tell her. “And cool! There’s only one animal that can safely eat them and most of the time that snake decides it isn’t worth the hassle.”
The smile on your face only grows as you continue to gush about the tiny amphibians and its cousins. It doesn’t go away until well after you return home.
When you do get back home, now armed with a stuffed Smooth Newt and your face still sticky with the ice cream you had leaving the zoo, you excitedly tell your mothers about Billy, completely missing the look Momma sends the two younger players.
What you don’t miss is the way Morsa quickly ushers you out of the room under the guise of helping you find a spot for your new friend, affectionately dubbed Bäcken (She goes right next to Älg in your bed obviously.) And you definitely don’t miss the way Niamh tries to hide behind Jessie to avoid Momma’s wrath as you walk away.
But in the end, you decide not to pay it too much attention because you’re far too busy telling your Morsa the names of all the different reptiles and amphibians you saw at the zoo as she helps you get cleaned up before dinner.
She's not very impressed with the amount of dirt you're covered in, so she makes you change while asking you about it. And she's even less impressed when you tell her about your day at nursery but you immediately change the subject back to the zoo, so she let's it go.
When your clothes are changed and the dirt and ice cream are wiped from your skin, the two of you head out to the dining room joining the others.
Where you realize that you have to start your story telling all over again because Momma didn't hear the part about the snakes and everyone else realizes that this is all you'll be talking about for weeks.
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Just found this video of Niamh trying to drown Jessie 😂
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It just feels wrong without Jessie 😭😭
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don’t talk to me
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niamh taking the opportunity to annoy jessie with the camera one last time lmaoooo
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Just posted a cute Niamhy baby! Blurb!!!!!!
Go see it please and thank you!!!
Send in more niamhy cause I'm in loveeeeeeee
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The last family photo😥
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I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 14
pairings: woso x reader
summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.
part: fourteen
part one here
✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦
THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
you guys
back me up here
lotte
y/n
absolutely not
neev
oooh
what's gotten lotte acting like this
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
so
i made this insane connection yeah
lotte is literally a female tom holland
but miss wubben-moy here is denying it
the REAL karate kid
huh?
mccard
hold on
you might be onto something here
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
LOOOK
it's not the best photo to compare from
but tell me i ain't the only who sees it
stairway
OMG
brightness
oh yeah
i'm seeing it
stephy
YESSS
it's the side profile
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
exactly!!
meado
that is insane
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
seeee lotte!
i meant it as a compliment when i said
you look like tom holland's twin
elton changed lotte's name to tom holland's twin
tom holland's twin
neev
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
😔😔
tom holland's twin
niamh
do i need to remind you of this
afternoon at the beach?
because i will
hempo
oooh i wanna know what happeneddd
daly
stairway
WAIT
YOU GUYS WENT TO THE BEACH?!
AND DIDN'T INVITE ME
the REAL karate kid
that is so sad
we must've completely forgotten about you
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
OMG YESS
I HAVE AMAZING PHOTOS TO SHARE
neev
Y/N NO
tom holland's twin
Y/N YES
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
this one and jessie were STRUGGLING
for an hour trying to place their mats 😭😭
it was so funny
flaming hot
STOPPP
DONT REMIND ME
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
and miss fleming here
even gave me the bird
guys she's not as innocent as she looks
flaming hot
oh shut up y/n
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
you're just sour that the wind loved me
flaming hot
yeah i really am
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
i'm justfdghjkem ehyu
tyuiolkjehsyuikmdrnh
willybum
um
y/n
you good?
elton
are you having a stroke rn?
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
sorry y/n's a bit busy rn
neev
WHERE'S Y/N MY BAE
AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
if you want to see her alive again
i'm gonna need y'all to venmo me 10k each
stairway
10k?
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
is that too much for you?
stairway
oh no no
it was just surprising how you didn't go for
one 1 million like everyone usually does
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
oh
well i guess if you want it that way
then 1 million each from y'all
willybum
STANWAY WTH
neev
had to open that big mouth of yours
ona
we'll save y/n
just what is this venmo and how
do i venmo you money?
elton
i mean do we have to .....
she'll be fineee
neev
you know what
how about 1 m for y/n
toone will pay for it on behalf of us all
elton
HUH
excuse you
i ain't venmoing anyone a million dollars
i'm positive i don't even have a hundred dollars
in my bank account
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
wow glad to know how much i'm worth 😔
ona
y/n!
you're okay!
do i still have to venmo for your safety?
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
oh no no
don't worry about it ona
you're too sweet for this world 🥺
kyra and charli were being jerks and snatched
my phone and ran away
the imposter aka y/n ❤️ added kyra and cha cha
kyra
aw man
you ruined the fun 😔
i could've earned some money
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
nahhh
ona's too precious to be scammed by you
but i mean ella on the other hand ....
elton
OI
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
OMG
HOW MANY SELFIES DID YOU
TWO TAKE ON MY PHONE?!
cha cha
just enough 😁
stephy
i was dreading when the three
of you would meet up
as if we don't already have enough
chaos in this groupchat
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
stephyyy
why would you think that 😔
cha cha
honestly
kyra
the REAL karate kid
😭😭
willybum
HELP
cha cha
HAHA I LOVE THIS PLS
stephy
kyra
WOAH WOAH WOAH
stephy
kyra
cha cha
HELP
YOU BEAT KYRA WITH MEMES
I CANT BELIEVE THIS
the imposter aka y/n ❤️
HAHAHA
STEPH YOU ICONIC LEGEND
I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE
✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦
i don't even know what the hell this is anymore 😭😭 but i hope you enjoyed this nonsense
part fifteen here
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winner winner | j. fleming
summary; you go out to celebrate winning the womens super league and fa vitality cup with chelsea, jessie catches onto a stranger flirting before you do. [SMUT]
🎵 all mine - brent faiyaz
chelsea were on another level this season, your contract renewal had shocked your rivals into a goal drought due to emma playing you the full ninety minutes every game since. you'd also averaged three clearances, two assists and a goal every game according to sky sports, claiming you were the greatest midfielder in the wsl at the moment and chelsea winning two consecutive titles was proof of your undeniably large impact on the pitch.
the blues were always undoubtedly consistent and on a higher performance level than their opponents every season, it's undeniable and that's coming from an arsenal fan, but with you and jessie they became unstoppable. fans adored you enough since you'd been in a public relationship when you moved to chelsea during the same season but when they finally saw how good you can be on the pitch together, they were in awe of the chemistry.
now you had the fa cup and wsl to your name, and what type of champions would chelsea be if you didn't go out to get drunk the same night?
so here you were, sat comfortable with your girlfriends arm around your shoulders as she whispered sweet nothings and dirty jokes into your ear, the both of you in your own bubble before niamh came over with guro. your seperate best friends dragged you off to dance with teammates and drink the night away, everything going fine until he came over.
he being a complete stranger that just happened to be in the same bar as you.
you thought he was just being friendly at first, figuring he wouldn't flirt if guro was still stood next to you and listening into the conversation, so you found no harm in it. he seemed like a nice guy, congratulating you on your double-win and saying it's a shame you couldn't win the continental cup to make it a treble. jokes flew back and forth with guro joining in every now and then before she decided to get another drink, yourself and the nice stranger moving to the side of the dancefloor so you weren't getting bumped into or complained at for standing directly in the middle of a sea of movement.
little to your knowledge jessie had watched the whole interaction, curious as to who he was and not giving a shit about maintaining her composure anymore when he placed his hand on your shoulder in a very flirty manner. the midfielder wasn't usually possessive, her shy nature didn't allow her to grow jealous and be obvious about it- but tonight the win had fueled her into a new state of mind.
"hey niamh, i'm not feeling too good all of a sudden i think i might go home."
"oh, sure jess. i'm sure y/n will go back with you if you tell her. hope you feel better soon!"
"yeah, i'll go check. thanks."
the canadian practically stormed through the crowd of dancers and emerged to find you - no flirty stranger - with a sudden confusion written on her expression.
"where'd that guy go?"
"oh, he went to the bar i think. why?"
"we're going home right now."
before you could ask what was wrong or why she was wanting to leave out of nowhere she grabbed your hand and lead you away from the bar, towards the parking lot and drove home in complete silence, continuing to be quiet when she unlocked the door to your shared apartment until she pressed you up against the wall before you even had time to take off your shoes.
"you're mine."
you couldn't respond due to her lips being pressed against yours viciously, hands clawing at your hips to pull your body into hers whilst you were still trying to keep up with the sudden switch in jessies mood. you wrapped your arms around her neck to pull her closer and kiss back with just as much emotion, moaning at the feeling of her tongue gliding over your bottom lip and colliding with yours in a sloppy makeout session. you didn't know where it came from but you definitely weren't complaining.
jessie rarely ever showed her jealous side due to how much she trusted you and she was definitely never this rough, only being a bit harsh if you literally begged her to or wound her up enough. the canadian usually treats you like glass, being so careful and soft with whispers of praise as she gently coaxes you towards an orgasm - but tonight was different - you could tell by the way she pinned you to the wall with her lips carelessly moving against yours.
whenever she got rough she would go for hours.
she'd manhandle you into whatever position she wants, fuck you stupid with her tongue or fingers or strap, leave finger-shaped bruises on your hips and thighs alongside vulgar love bites and teeth indentations to show you just how dirty she could really get. fuck, one night she couldn't get enough of the way your ass looked under her fingers and she smacked it without a second thought, then she couldn't stop until you were shaking under her touch as she fucked you roughly from behind.
now that's a woman who knows how to fuck you right.
judging by the way she was unbuttoning your jeans and shoving her fingers into your underwear she wasn't going to wait around any longer. she smiled against your mouth as you moaned into hers when two of her fingers sunk into you and slowly began moving in exactly the way she knew would make you fall apart in seconds, her stupid fucking grin making you lightheaded as she admired you cockily.
"who do you belong to?"
that's when it hit you; jessie was jealous.
she'd asked about the man at the bar and dragged you home before you had a chance to think, then fucked you against the wall without warning. you thought it was just her way of impatiently celebrating the win with chelsea!
"you, jessie. i'm yours."
"yeah? that's what i like to hear baby. c'mon get louder for me gorgeous."
she mumbled against your mouth before kissing you once more, her fingers curling into your g-spot whilst she slowed down her thrusts, adjusting her arm slightly and speeding up her fingers into to a godly pace. you looked down at her arm and saw the way her bicep was bulging out, veins trailing down to her wrist as it moved back and forth to fuck her digits into you relentlessly, the canadian chuckling when she saw you throw your head back and heard you moan out her name as loud as you possibly could just from seeing how muscular she truly was.
"feels so good jessie- you feel so good inside me baby. don't stop."
"yeah, you like that huh? feels good princess? you gonna cum for me?"
"yes- so close keep going baby please don't stop!"
you replied almost instantly, feeling jessies lips bite along your pulse point before licking a stripe up to your ear, softly biting your earlobe. her thumb moved to rub at your clit just as fast as her fingers were curling into you, arm flexing even more somehow whilst she whispered dirty nothings to you with the knowledge that dirty talk really helps you get off faster.
"you're so fuckin' sexy baby, wanna fuck you all night long. can't believe you're all mine. gonna make you cum until you can't take it anymore you hear me? gonna make you mine all over again."
"jess- i'm gonna cum- i'm-"
"go on baby, make a mess all over my fingers. you know i'll be cleaning it up later on."
your head leaned back against the wall as your mouth fell open in a silent moan, hands clawing at her shirt and biceps to leave behind scratch marks, the canadian groaning in pain as she felt your walls clench around her digits before a flood of arousal fell onto them. jessie carefully slowed down her thrusts until she knew you'd ridden out your high, pulling her fingers out of you before shoving them into your mouth without warning and moaning at the sight.
"were you jealous?"
"i just don't like people touching what's mine."
she responded instantly, knowing you'd figured out why she was being so rough ages ago. you smiled at her as she started to grow shy again with a blush coating her cheeks, taking her hand and guiding her into your shared bedroom, obviously wanting her to claim you like that again.
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any headcannons to share about niamhy???? 🥹🥹🥹
I LOVE NIAMH
okay Niamh is such a sentimental girl, she loves everything to have a meaning so that she can look back onto it and remember her life
(Like the ring from the World Cup)
Niamh is very competitive and you are literally the only person who can get her out of it, her teammates usually run up to you to help.
Before you started dating Jessie teased her non-stop , like literally non stop.
Pass the ball, tease
Walk around the corner, tease
Niamh have never seen her talk so much.
Niamh was very scared you would say no so she was very quiet your entire date so you thought she was trying to break up what you had going on
“Niamh are you trying to break this off?”
“What no I’m trying to ask you to be my girlfriend”
It wasn’t the most romantic ways but it still worked.
Her love language is gift giving and physical touch, if you’re in different countries or cities she will buy you a small gift that reminded her of you. She loves doing it, especially seeing your face whenever she handed you a very badly wrapped gift box.
With physical touch whenever you’re alone or with personal friends she’s always got her hands on you, whether it’s just holding your hand or fully on top of you like a koala.
She loves children, especially her niece and it gives you the biggest baby fever whenever she’s around which brings Niamh to invite her sister more often.
What you don’t know is that it gives Niamh baby fever to.
Niamh is very cocky in the bedroom and surprisingly turns you on, you never admit it outside of the room but she knows.
Especially when she becomes captain.
Niamh is not much of a crier, she doesn’t like being vulnerable, but when Magda and Pernile left Chelsea it was the first time you really saw her breakdown.
You promised the couple you would take care of her.
It worse when Jessie left.
She put on such a front but as soon as she watched Jessie step on the plane her eyes started to water and her grip on your hand tightened.
It wasn’t long until the tears started flowing.
“If Emma had just played her more”
“I know baby, I know”
“I should’ve noticed her unhappiness sooner”
“None of this is your fault Niamh”
You both sit down and watch drag race, the UK and the American one but you refuse to watch Down Under because Courtney Act wasn’t hosting it.
Niamh loves you so much and wants to spend the rest of her life with you, she knew that when she asked you out and her opinion never changed through your 3 years of dating, but she was stilly a horrid mess when asking important questions.
“I don’t want to be your girlfriend anymore”
“Niamh are you breaking up with me?”
“What no! I’m asking you to be my wife!”
Things never change with Niamh and you love her for it.
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