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wosowrites · 10 months

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Little Does He Know (Gio Queiroz x Reader)

warnings: homophobia, abusive behaviour. implied smut and light smut

a/n: based off this request here also I know Gio is dating or dated some blonde guy and for the story hes abusive okayyy. also... FAV FIC omg

prompt: in which gio is too scared to come out so she hooks up with the reader behind her boyfriends back and has been doing this for months.

Four months ago you had woken up in your own bed, like every morning. The only difference was that the sheets had fallen off the bed, and there was a naked girl next to you. She was lying other front, the corner of the sheet over her lower body, exposing her back and sides to you. But it wasn't just a girl. It was Gio. Gio who called herself straight, Gio who had a crush on Michael B. Jordan. Gio who had a boyfriend... and Gio who had just had the best sex of her life with you.

That morning, four months ago, you had woken her up by tracing your fingers over the curve in her back, and then down her sides to the exposed part of her breast. She was perfect. Her hair was fanned out over the pillow and her head was turned away from you. You never wanted to leave her, you just wanted to watch her sleep, and rejoice in the fact that she was yours. But she wasn't. She was also her boyfriends, and that just made you mad.

When she woke up, she flipped over onto her back, leaving her body visible for you. You remember inhaling sharply at that sight and then laying your head on her chest.

The rest was history.

Almost every single night after training, Gio was at your apartment. You hooked up, yes, but you also cooked for her, watched shows with her, and teased her by undressing yourself as she was on the phone with her boyfriend, reassuring him that she was just finishing up helping you move things around in your apartment, or some other excuse for not being home with him. Because that wasn't her home anymore. Your apartment was. You were home.

But she had to leave most nights, and the mornings where you woke up without her in your bed were the mornings where you wanted to find David, Gio's boyfriend, and tell him about all the nights with Gio. Tell him about all the things she said to you, all the looks she gave you and all the sounds she made for you. But instead, you put on your kit and went to training, looking forward to brining her back home. To her real home.

Now, four months later, the same scenario had just happened. Gio had lied to David, telling him that she would be spending the night with all of the Arsenal girls for a team bonding activity. But David didn't care. He would be drunk anyways.

Two months into your hookup, you had told Gio to leave Jacob. And she had told you how badly she wanted too but although she wouldn't admit it, he was borderline abusive. Never violent, but emotionally horrific. So you got even more protective. Driving her to and from practices, picking her up from her apartment with David whenever you could and then brining her back on the nights she didn't stay in bed with you till the sunrise. She didn't leave him but she might as well had.

You always woke up before Gio, but today was different. You basked in the May sunshine coming through your window, and when you turned over to put your body on top of the Brazilian, she wasn't there. You stood up quickly, fear of not having her by your side consuming you although you weren't sure why. You slipped on a pink tee shirt of hers over your naked body, not bothering for underwear before rushing out of the bedroom.

You opened the door swiftly, sending it flying against the wall before rushing through the small hallway leading to the main area. "Giovana!" You exhaled, relieved at the sight of her in your kitchen making coffee. "Hola bébé, qué pasa?" she asked, abandoning the coffee she was making and rushing over to you. She placed her hands on your waist and looked into your eyes as though she would find the answer to your panic in your orbs. "You weren't next to me when I woke up. I don't like that," you said, resting your head on her shoulder.

Gio's hands ran up and down your back, keeping you close to her before travelling to your cheeks so she could move your head to let her look at you. "You scared David came and took me in the middle of the night?" she teased, making you blush and smirk. "Would I be pathetic if I said yes," you said to her, pushing a loose wave away from her eye and tucking it behind her ear. You ran the pad of your thumb over her cheekbone as she answered you. "No, you would be adorable, and beautiful, and I would love you even more," she said. "Then leave him, please, I'll protect you I promise," you begged.

Gio rolled her eyes and pulled away from you, walking back into the kitchen and adding cream to your coffee and milk to hers. "Gio hear me out-" you tried to say. "No. I have heard you out. And I want to leave him but... I'm not scared of him okay I'm just-"

"Scared to admit you're gay? Or bi at least?" You cut her off. Gio looked down, clearly feeling guilty. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

You fiddled with your hands as Gio brought you your coffee. "Its okay. I dont care as long as this... as long as you clotheless in my bed never stops." you told the Brazilian. "Good to me," she said, kissing your forehead. "If you wont leave him, at least come back to bed with me for a couple minutes before leaving for training?" you proposed.

Gio bit her teeth together giving you an apologetic look. "Im sorry pretty girl but my training gear is at David's and..." she started explaining but you kissed her to shut her up.

Her lips tasted like coffee, broken rules and the night before. Everything you loved most. "See you at London Colney?" you said. "Yeah, love you," she answered, kissing your lips again quickly. "Love you," you retorted, watching her leave the apartment with her cup of coffee still in hand.

You changed into your training kit, tied your hair into a slicked back low braid and then headed out after making avocado toast. You had texted Gio asking her if she needed a ride but she answered that she didn't. That meant David was brining her, which meant you would be seeing him today.

David knew you didnt like him, he was unaware of why though. Every time he dropped Gio off, or you picked her up, you stared at him roughly until the Brazilian told you to stop by discreetly placing her hand on your lower back or giving you a stern look.

You stepped out of your car and London Coloney before Gio got there, but she didnt take long to show up. As you were about to walk inside, you saw Davids car pull up. He parked in the spot a couple down from yours and then stepped out.

His stupid bleach blonde curly hair.

His stupid tanned skin.

His stupid brain that really thought Gio still was in love with him.

You watched, eyes ice cold as he walked away from the car towards Gio. He didnt even open the door for her. But she kissed him goodbye anyways. And then David saw you. He tauntingly smiled at lifted his hand up in a greeting. You just narrowed your eyes and scowled at him further. He then whispered something to your girl, the girl that had been in your bed mere minutes before and got back in his car.

You watched him drive off as Gio walked towards you. "Leave him be baby," she whispered once he was out of sight. She placed her hands on your waist but your eyes stared fixed at a point past her shoulder. "Look at me, y/n. I want you. No one else," she said once your eyes connected with hers. "I hate it when you kiss him," you told her. "Then wipe his kiss away with yours," she suggested.

So you did, you kissed her right there in the entrance of London Colney.

That night, Gio did not come over. David was brining her out to dinner. So, you sat in your apartment absolutely fuming. You wanted him as far away from Gio as possible. Not because you wanted her to yourself but mostly because you had no trust in him. You wondered if they still slept together as you watched the show on your TV.

But despite the anger, the jealousy... the emotion you found yourself feeling the most vividly was one of fear. If David was bringing her out tonight, was he trying to make amends? And if he did make those amends... would Gio leave. Would she choose him over you?

Thats how you ended up sitting on your couch crying, the simple thought of loosing Gio driving you insane and bringing you to feel the worst things about yourself.

You felt panic wash over you, your heart and breathing heavy, your head cloudy and your emotions running untamed. You tried to calm yourself down but your eyes were already red and puffy. You opened your phone to see a message from Gio.

Gio: dinners done. told David I was going grocery shopping, I'm coming over.

"Fuck," you groaned. It had been sent five minutes ago which meant she was almost here. You rushed to the washroom and splashed water on your face, trying your best to make it seem as though you hadn't spent the last hour bawling your eyes out. What the hell would you tell her if she asked? "Oh yeah I've just been sobbing over the hypothetical scenario ive created in which David gets his act together and you leave me for him."

Yeah, that wouldn't freak her out at all.

But when the doorbell rang, the swelling in your eyes hadn't gone down and your nose was plugged. She would know.

You gathered yourself as best you could and pulled the hood of Gio's black hoodie up, hoping to cover your face somewhat. However the second the door was open, she knew. "Baby... what is it beautiful?" she asked, coming into the apartment and closing the door behind herself. You lost it completely.

Your whole body shook with the tears you were letting out, finally releasing the weight of keeping your relationship a secret out. You hadn't even known the extent of the pain you were carrying.

Your arms were draped around Gios waist and she held you as close as humanly possible. Your body sunk to the floor, and Gio guided you to the floor, going down with you so that you were cuddled up between her legs on the floor. Once your sobbing calmed down, she pulled your hood down and brushed your hair with her fingers. "Please tell me what's wrong, I hate seeing you like this, you're scaring me." Gio said.

You looked at her with wide eyes, your bottom lip trembling. "You're gonna leave me. The second David brings you flowers... or cooks you a meal you're gonna feel guilty and leave me. Because... because hes easier to be with. He's not a good man but no one asks questions when a girl is with a man. And clearly you dont know what your sexuality is which is okay but you are too nice to keep cheating on him. He brought you to dinner tonight and tomorrow he'll buy you a box of chocolates and then I'm gonna be some... some distant mistake or experiment even though I'm the one who's been putting a smile on your face for months.

Gio looked completely taken aback. Although your hookups had been fun, comforting, familiar and all good, she hadn't realized the mental toll it had to be taking on you. She had never felt so guilty.

"I think you're the love of my life y/n. And I'm gonna breakup with David. Because I never want you to feel this way again. Especially not because of me. I never want to be without you baby, and I mean that. But that means were gonna have a dog because I'm not leaving my baby boy behind," Gio said to you, holding your face close to hers, wanting desperately for you to hear her words.

"Really?" You said, looking up at her with hopeful eyes. "Yes. A million times yes."

If only it had been that simple.

Gio spent the night, make up sex had 100 perfect been on the table. She went to the length of telling David your mother has passed and you needed her. He answered with 'whatever'.

She had brought her training gear so you left together for London Colney that morning. On the way back from training you dropped her off at David's apartment. You couldn't even call it hers anymore, she basically lived with you. You didnt kiss her, instead squeezing her upper thigh as a goodbye, teasingly brushing your fingers over her core before removing your hand. "You're funny," she said as she opened the door. You watched her walk into the apartment complex.

You were lucky you had a sixth sense that made you stay parked in front of the building because after five minutes sat in your car, Gio texted you.

Gio: come back please.

You had never moved so quickly. You didnt even lock your car, choosing instead to jump out of it and run towards the building. You opened the door and thanked the man who had been walking out over and over. You took the elevator up to the sixth floor and then rushed to the 609 apartment.

You banged on the door loudly and when you only heard yelling and barking from the apartment you opened the door yourself. Gio was standing in the living room of a much less nice apartment than yours, facing David who was yelling obscenities. Gios dog was barking at David, standing protectively in front of his mother. "No! You’re fucking some fag and you think i’m just gonna let you leave. She’s fucking brainwashed you and- oh there she is. There’s the pretty little dyke," David said.

He was drunk.

Gios head snapped to look at you, her eyes teary and wide. She grabbed a random bag you assume she packed and her dog and started walking towards you.

You saw David lunge for her but you were quick to stand between them. He grabbed your arm instead of her shit and suddenly Gio was at the door and you were where Gio had been. You started speaking to him, changing your lingo for it to be understood by a man. "Listen dude. She doesn’t want beef she just wants to end it," you started saying. "Nah fuck that. She came in here like nothing was wrong. I saw you two sluts kissing at the training center and then my friend saw you guys again in front of your apparement," he said, talking directly to you and getting closer. But you didn’t back away, you just stared at him. "What do you want me to say buddy? Sorry I can please your girlfriend- mhm… sorry ex-girlfriend more than you can I think that’s more of a you problem than a me problem."

Maybe you shouldn’t have said that because you felt his fist collide with your face.

You spat blood on his floor before giving him the finger. "Leave right fucking now," he growled. "Or I swear you’ll be crying on the floor," he threatened.

You raised your hands in mock submission before turning your back to him and ushering Gio out the door. Your heart was pounding and clearly Gio looked terrified. "He’s never done that before I swear. I’m so sorry baby are you okay?" she asked you once you got the the elevator. She put the dog on the floor and put her finger on your lip, wiping away some blood. "I’m fine pretty girl. Are you?" you asked her as you walked into the lift. "I feel free. And it’s all thanks to you," she said, kissing your cheek and then putting her head on your shoulder. Her right arm was wrapped around your waist and the left was holding the lead. "What’s in the bag?" you asked her, lifting her bag you had taken for her to show it to your girl. "Essentials. Let’s just say i’ve thought about running away from him and leaving to you a couple times before," she said.

That night, you let Gio get settled in for good. She put on a big shirt and small shorts along with her hair in a bun. Although there were hookups every week, it was the first time she had gotten settled at your apparement. But you had every intention of taking off the clothes she had just put on.

"Okay so I ordered sushi and I thought we could watch a movie or something?" Gio suggested once you walked into the room. "Mhm... yeah we could do that," you said, smirking at her. You made your way behind her and wrapped your arms around her waist, rocking back and forth and enjoying the feeling of her body pressed up against yours. "You horny little shit," she laughed as you started gently grinding your hips onto her.

But she wasn't complaining. She flipped herself around so that she could kiss you. You fought for dominance, ending up the winner as your tongue roamed her mouth. Her hands slipped under your shirt and then pulled it off. You had done most of the work for her, having taken off your bra earlier in the evening. Gio gently got down on her knees and pulled down your sweatpants and then your underwear, leaving you completely exposed while she was still clothed.

"Hey unfair, take your clothes off," you pouted. "I like seeing you like this, it makes me feel... in control," she said, looking up at you through the valley of your breasts. Your breath hitched at her words and before you knew it she had you sat on the counter, her face between your legs and her hands pushing down on your thighs.

That kind of happiness, pleasure and safety was just something a guy could never offer Gio. But you could, and she was all yours now.

#woso fic #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #arsenal fcw #gio queiroz

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midnight-ramblingswfc · 5 months

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Welcome to The Arsenal Cooking Competition!

With the host:

Leah has no cooking skills and her tastebuds are challenged by a pea so it’s the only job for her

The judges:

Steph just likes to judge, and can probably cook

Lia, add anything with cheese and you’ll probably get her vote

Meet the contestants:

Stina Salt Bea-stenius, not sure wether Vic is trying to help or sabotage her

Gio and Ke, they get to team up cause they share the brain cell when it comes to cooking

Laura, with the disadvantage of only having one good knee to move her food around. Has Kimmy on standby to aid… it’s a work in progress

Beth, claims she technically can cook

Viv, probably the only one that will actually make anything edible

#arsenal wfc #arsenal women #leah williamson #beth mead #laura wienroither #steph catley #vivianne miedema #lia wälti #stina blackstenius #victoria pelova #gio queiroz #kathrine kühl #kim little

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kamotecue · 7 months

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your first ‘i love you’ დ g. queiroz

pairing: gio queiroz x reader

summary: in which the reader says those three words for the first time.

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it was a night out for the arsenal girlies, you had just won the women’s league cup. a few of the girls decided to hang out at a bar before heading over to your shared apartment with gio.

think of it like an after-party, except it’s arsenal addition. they’ll be games, snacks, mixed with a bit of movie night. from the mirror you looked at gio who already had her eyes on you.

it hasn’t been that long since you’ve started dating, it’s actually reaching your sixth month with gio. you were actually housemates, before she had gotten the courage to ask you out on a date.

maybe it was the way you were the introverted one of the pair. you often found solace or comfort in the books you’d read, the music you’d listen to on a rainy night, or the movies you’d have a marathon on an off day.

either way, she was utterly in love with the way you are. how your nose scrunches when you see something you dislike, the way your eyebrows would furrow when you’re concentrated, how your hands would go in a circular motion when you’re about to sneeze.

it was the little things that made her fallen in love with you. she was the first one to say those three words. you had panicked because you weren’t ready to say those three words, and she understood that as you came from an abusive relationship.

“you look cute, love.” you said, as gio looked a bit flustered that she got caught. she had a hand on her neck, awkwardly rubbing it as you chuckled at her reaction.

“guess what the fans say is true, you’re such a simp.” you teased, as gio chuckled at your words. it was true, the fans would tease gio as she was very smitten by you.

they’d caught her asking if you need anything after playing a full game of 90 minutes, or how she’d give you a bottle of electrolytes when you’re both sitting on the bench. acts of service was definitely her love language, while yours was quality time.

“only for you, my pretty girl.” gio said, her voice was much closer as she wrapped her arms around your waist. you felt her breath hit the back of your neck, as you shivered.

“always so cheesy.” you said, placing down the blush that you used. you were wearing a high waist trousers that completed your look with a white blouse.

“but you love it.” gio said, placing a soft kiss on your neck as you hummed. you didn’t deny it, you loved it when she’d do this cheesy pick up lines, or when she’d say something that’s cheesy. it was cute, and it certainly made your heart skip a beat when she’d give you a gummy smile.

you turned around and looked in her eyes, that held so much adoration for you. it was like, if you were in a crowded room, you’ll be the only one she’d look for.

“i love you, gio.” you saw her eyes widened, as you gave her a soft smile.

“are you ready to say it?” she asked, as you gave her a soft nod. her smile had brightened as she peppered your face with kisses, you laughed at her affection.

“thank you for being extremely patient with me.” she gave you a small smile, before kissing the crown of your head.

“always.” she said, as she grabbed your hand swinging it.

“now i believe we have to get to the bar, our teammates would be wondering where we are.” gio said, as you gave her chuckled knowing she didn’t want to be late. even though you guys were already late.

“shall we?” you asked, as gio lead you out of the apartment, opening the passenger door as you gave her a kiss on the cheek.

the ride to the bar wasn’t that far, you were about to open the car but gio stopped you. she had swiftly gotten out of the driver’s seat and closed the door, before rushing to your door and opening it.

“such a gentlewoman, aren’t you” gio gave you a soft nod before kissing your forehead.

“do you even have to ask at this point, love?” she was right, she’d always help you. she’d carry your kit bag, open your water bottles if you can’t open them, give you her hoodie when you’re feeling cold and etc.

“you’re right.” she locked the car, before she grabbed your arm placing it around hers.

“cling onto me, yeah? i know you don’t like crowded places.” gio said, as you gave her a soft smile. she always knew the things you disliked.

the night was pretty fun, you had gotten a few drinks but it wasn’t enough to make you drunk. the team decided to skip the going to your shared apartment as they had enough drinks.

the day for the two of you ended up cuddling in your bed. you wore an old jersey of hers, followed by nike shorts.

“you look good with my last name on the back.” gio said, as she traced patterns on your exposed stomach.

“i always look good.” you gave her a cheeky look as she chuckled, you were right. in her eyes, you’re the most beautiful one she’s ever seen.

“let’s sleep, now? you have a long day ahead.” gio said, as you hummed. your head was placed on her chest, you heard the way her heart had beat a bit faster than usual.

“sure, love.” you were the first one to fall asleep, you had moved around in your sleep so she was able to see your face.

she tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, before giving you a kiss on the nose.

“night, and i love you.” gio said, before she fell asleep as well.

#gio queiroz #gio queiroz imagine #gio queiroz x reader #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso one shot #arsenal wfc imagine

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dailyawfc · 4 months

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the girls trained today at Estadio de Nora in Portugal.

📸: David Price/Arsenal FC via Getty Images

#woso #alessia russo #katie mccabe #caitlin foord #leah williamson #laia codina #kyra cooney cross #gio queiroz #lia walti #cloe lacasse #laura wienroither #manu zinsberger

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chelscait · 11 months

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Long distance with Gio? Like they met in Barca and used to play together

missing you. | Gio Queiroz

“Te extraño mucho, mi amor.”

It had only been a couple of months since Gio left for England, though it felt like forever. It didn’t feel right playing in the Barcelona B team without her, it didn’t even feel right being in Barcelona without her.

She made the decision quickly, not informing you earlier so you didn’t make the rational decision of moving either. Gio knew that you could go far with Barca, but her time ran out.

“Yo también, bebê. I promise we’ll see each other soon, there has to be a time where we are both off.” She was laying down in her bed with one of your hoodies on, nibbling the strings as she looked at you through the screen.

“Probably not until like christmas.” You looked down as your lip began to tremble, cutting yourself off of the camera for a second.

“Minha linda.. stop hiding. It’s okay to be upset.” Gio sat up from her position, your quiet sobs being the only thing she could hear before you returned your camera to face you.

“I really need you. I can’t perform as well here.. without you. Barca have spoken to me about it and i don’t think they want me anymore.” You looked to the side, covering your hands with your sleeves after you sat Gio up against your pillows, your hands were trembling too much for her to properly see you.

“I’m sure that’s not true. It’s been 3 months! They’d be stupid to let you go, meu bem.”

You shrugged a response, pulling your legs up to your chest as you tried to suppress another wave of sadness.

“I promise, i’ll see you soon. I’m going to try and find a space of time and i am going to see you, however soon that may be. I can’t stand seeing you like this, i’m so sorry… i shouldn’t have left.”

“No, don’t say that. You did what was best for you, don’t let me get in the way.”

Ever since that conversation with you, Gio wanted nothing more than to hop on a plane and cuddle your thoughts and feelings away. It was the only thing that looped in her mind.

You both continued to talk every night, obviously. Though, they were much shorter and never seemed to give either of you what you needed. What you both craved.

She had found a small gap where she could have time off after consulting her manager about it, rushing back home to book the first ticket back to Barca.

She didn’t tell you, which made you all than more confused when she didn’t answer your face time that night. You messaged her multiple times asking what she was doing and why she wasn’t answering, but you were left on delivered. For 2 hours.

You laid in bed, Gio’s jumper, which you had worn way too many times, still clung to you as you struggled to contain yourself to message again.

You gave into yourself five minutes later, tapping the call button again and awaited her answer. It was only ringing for about 2 seconds before there was a knock at the door, your head snapping towards the direction.

You decided to ignore it, wanting nothing to do with anyone at the moment except Gio and ultimately focused on your reflection as your call was one again declined.

The knocking didn’t stop though, throwing your phone at the end of your bed with a huff as you got out of bed.

“Look, i’m sorry but i really want to be al..” You started as you dramatically opened the door, ready to lecture the person behind it for the disruption.

“Hi, amor. I got your favourites.” Your girlfriend stood in front of you with a cheeky smile and a shopping bag lifted in her hand and you struggled to keep your tears at bay as you took her all in.

“What?” You struggled out between a sob before launching yourself at her, Gio doing as best as she could to hold you up with one arm.

“It’s okay, i’m here now.” She stepped into your apartment with you still in her arms, closing the door with her foot behind you both and placing the bag down to hold you properly.

You continued to sob as you slipped out of her arms to stand, though your head continued to lay rested in her neck.

“Minha querida, let me see your beautiful face.” She whispered in your hair as she tried to place her gentle touch on your cheeks, edging you out of you hiding place.

You gave in to her touch, letting her thumbs wipe across your skin as your eyes flickered around her face.

“You okay?” She notices your gaze upon her lips, her question snapping your eyes back to hers before you smiled slightly.

Your daze was cut off when she pressed her lips to yours finally, savouring the kiss as long as she could before she went back in again. You pulled back slightly, still to the point where you could feel her breath on your lips.

“Better now.”

#caits little fics #gio queiroz x reader #gio queiroz #woso x reader #woso imagines #woso one shots #woso ficlets

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