#katelynnwrites

[katelynnwrites]

the prophecy | laura freigang

word count: 686

warnings: again a for angst

summary: you're in love with your best friend but she's not in love with you. it's not in your prophecy to have a happy ending with her

a/n: the second installation of my 'the anthology' blurbs series

you knew it was a bad idea from the very beginning.

but you never stood a chance against your best friend’s ocean coloured eyes, one of a kind personality and smile.

oh god her smile in particular. if her smile were to be the last thing you ever see, you would die a happy woman.

laura’s smiling at you now as she slides into her usual seat beside you, on the bus to the away game.

it makes your heart flutter in all sorts of ways.

‘want to finish the show we were watching? i resisted the temptation to finish the last few episodes on my own.’

‘yeah. thanks for waiting lau.’

‘anything for my best friend.’ she teases.

best friend. there they are again, two words that chip away at your heart every time she uses them in reference to you.

you try to grin so she doesn’t think anything is wrong.

the striker must believe you, like she has every time you pretended because she hands you one of her airpods and expectantly waits for you to connect them to your tablet so you can play the show.

swallowing hard, you do so and she leans her head against your shoulder.

strands of her blonde hair tickle your cheek as you watch the show together.

the bus ride is a couple of hours long and right as it ends, you two manage to finish your show.

‘that was good.’ laura hums in satisfaction.

‘it was.’ you agree.

the rest of your teammates are getting ready to get out of the bus now so german woman begins to get her things together too.

you pack up yours and you’re almost done when laura lets out a small ‘oh.’

‘what is it?’ you ask, glancing up at her.

‘i know we had plans to start another show on our watchlist this weekend but are you okay if we do that next weekend instead? i um, i have a date.'

the german woman blushes pink as she talks and you have to force yourself to keep meeting her eyes.

focusing entirely on making your voice level, you murmur, ‘sure. i hope it goes well.’

‘thanks! you’re the best.’ the striker brightly says.

you let her pass you, to get off the bus first just so you can have a short moment alone.

to compose yourself and desperately try to stop your heart from breaking.

it doesn’t and you find yourself metaphorically on your knees, fervently wishing that the prophecy would change. that for once, just once, someone would look at you and choose you.

someone who wants your company. not your money or your standing as a professional footballer.

just you. for you. let it once be you.

a greater woman wouldn’t beg and a lesser woman would’ve lost hope. but for laura you would keep looking to the sky, deluding yourself and begging.

you would beg her to be yours if you could.

but you can’t. and you’re so afraid that you have sealed your fate by falling in love with her. there’s no sign of soulmates and yet if she isn’t yours, who is?

a greater woman has faith but even statues crumble if they’re made to wait too long. you do not know how much longer you can keep waiting to meet yours.

would you even want your soulmate to be someone who isn’t laura?

being her best friend has given you the tiniest taste of what it is like to have her affection and her love.

though only for a fraction of a moment, like thinking you caught lightning in a bottle.

so it’s gone and all you can do is keep looking at the sky and saying please. hoping against hope that someone will change the prophecy and redo it so that you won’t be in love with someone who doesn’t return your feelings.

who do you have to speak to, to get it done?

because if your destiny is to be alone, while the woman you love goes on dates and maybe even gets married…you’re not sure you can survive it.

#i swear they're not all laura #i have sydney and possibly feli fics planned too #laura freigang #laura freigang x reader #laura freigang imagine #woso #woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso oneshot #woso community #eintracht frankfurt frauen #dfb frauen #gerwnt #katelynnwrites #woso blurbs #'the anthology' blurbs series

[wosofanstuff]

how are you doing? anything new happen in your life lately? excited about anything?

i feel like it's been a while since i've asked :)

At the moment super tired but have to get ready for practice soon, not to much really. I think the only new thing is that my friend is gonna come and visit me, so definitely exited about that. Otherwise just planning travelling to be honest

How about you? 🤍🫶🏼

#katelynnwrites

[updownlately]

thank you for your comment on my lea fic, it’s really sweet of you 🥹

ahhh it was just stating facts! your writing cheers me up always so i gotta appreciate it :) take care mate 🫶

(and don't doubt ur writing skills, you're absolutely killing it!)

#sent from my iphone #katelynnwrites

[inuyashaluver]

Do you have any other writers or fics you’d reccomend? I’ve read all yours at LEAST twice 😭 they’re perfect

stop it! you are too sweet, literally blushing lmao!!

ugh i love reading on here, here are some lovely, amazing writers you should check out if you haven’t!!

- @wileys-russo

- @greynatomy

- @alotofpockets

- @lessi-lover

- @kamotecue

- @totaly-obsessed

- @lovinpelova

- @repulsiveliquidation

- @katelynnwrites

- @sunsetkerr

- @luellasplanet

- @beauwlwbarca

- @p0orbaby

- @awfcspencer

- @codiemarin

- @girlgenius1111

- @samkerrworshipper

- @woso-dreamzzz

- @flemingsfreckles

- @pelova4president

i’m definitely missing some but i love you all!! please check them out, give them all your love and support ❤️❤️

[wileys-russo]

Hi dearie I hope you’re okay. Not new to WoSo at all but super new to tumblr and fics and fic writers. Just wondering if you had a list of people you’d recommend to follow for all the goodness. Thank you so much 🦋💙

Apologies if I forgot anyone 🫶🏻🫶🏻

@sunnyaelia

@girlgenius1111

@repulsiveliquidation

@desperate-gay

@inuyashaluver

@reminiscingtonight

@katelynnwrites

@woso-dreamzzz

@outsideratheart

@wosounited

@barcaatthemoon

@jadeysjasmine

@sporadicbeans82

@codiemarin

@awfcspencer

@tangerineluxury

@alessiasfreckles

@p0orbaby

@copper-16

@samkerrworshipper

#answered asks #writer recs

[baddestbittyontheblock]

ona batlle fic recs

you are responsible for the content you consume‼️

✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ remember to like and reblog the works you enjoy in order to support each writer!! ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ however, make sure you read the information on each story themselves such as triggers & warnings ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ also, if you'd like me to remove your fic from this list, message me! ✧*:·˚

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◡̈ crush by @putellas14 ona batlle x reader

-reader tells alexia she likes ona while ona has a similar conversation with Jenni. can the team moms make these two get over their issues to tell each other how they feel?

◡̈ you didn't see anything? by @katelynnwrites ona batlle x reader | includes smut, skip the first few paragraphs if that’s something you’re uncomfortable with

-you and ona get interrupted during some rather interesting activities, clueing your national team in on your relationship

◡̈ on top of the world by ^ ona batlle x reader | smut, 1.2k

-ona celebrates her win at old trafford with you

◡̈ insegura by @footygirl114  ona batlle x reader

-feeling like you weren’t worth it was the norm for you, you have always struggled to break into the national team.

◡̈ falling (for you) by @randombush3 ona batlle x reader | 1.5k

-despite your precision on the pitch, you are somehow the clumsiest person ever when you are off it. your girlfriend doesn’t really mind though.

◡̈ good girl by @wosowrites ona batlle x reader | smut (praise k!nk)

-in which it’s ona and the readers first time sleeping together so the reader gets really nervous, resulting in ona taking over and showing her dominant side.

◡̈ puppy by @alexiabae aitana bonmatí x fem!reader x ona batlle | fluff

-aitana's jaw clenched immediately when she noticed who was laying on the ground. she ran quickly to her, pushing the rival away.

◡̈ red card by @skipper1331 ona batlle x reader

-el clasico. intense. exhausting. harsh.

#woso x reader #woso #woso imagines #espwnt #espwnt x reader #barca fc #barca femeni #ona batlle #ona batlle x reader #ona batlle imagine #fic recs

[snippy-tano]

Old Injuries

surprise! i’m back!

at least for this request anyways. this request came from a commenter on ao3! so thank you AnimeWeeb_2001!! basically they requested a one-shot with Hunter where the reader hurt her leg during a mission they were on together and kept it from Hunter until she literally collapsed and couldn’t walk anymore. basically some solid Hunter fluff.

and I am very happy to oblige! 

so here it is! hope you all enjoy it!

masterlist is here!

taglist is here!

tagging: @pro-fangirls-unsocial-life; @marvel-starwars-nerd; @mackstrut; @dissapointingpancake; @ahsokatano-thetogruta; @welcometothepedroverse; @padawancat97; @fractiouskat; @mandaloriandin; @bantha-shit; @badbatch-simp24; @katelynnwrites​; @s1st3r​; @leotatombs​; @torchbearerkyle​; @rain-on-kamino​; @the-navistar-carol​; @bombshe77​; @arctrooper69​; @social-mockingbird​; @littlebluebatbrat​; @get-wr3ckered​; @flowered-bicycles​; @idoubleswearimawriter​; @eris-k; @dangraccoon​

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The mission itself was meant to be easy. 

A quick in-and-out that didn’t require the entire Batch. Which is why it was only you and Hunter who went. And for the most part, it had been going smoothly. 

You had both split up to cover more ground and make sure exit routes were clear. Hunter had commed you moments before stating that his path was clear and he was heading to the rendezvous point. 

You had no sooner echoed your own confirmation of a clear path and turned off the comm when your foot stepped in a small hole and pain exploded throughout your leg. You instantly saw stars and your good knee hit the stone ground. 

You forced your eyes open and looked back, seeing a small cracked hole in the pavement. If you had been paying attention, it was absolutely avoidable. 

Back when you were a teenager, you injured your knee playing a game of boloball with some neighborhood kids. It was as simple as some torn ligaments and you had made a full recovery at that time. But occasionally, if it was particularly cold or if you slept strangely, it would ache. 

In this case, all it took was stepping in a hole for the condition to flare up in the worst possible way. You knew you didn’t tear anything, at least you were pretty sure. It didn’t quite feel as painful as it did the first time, so you were fairly confident that you only slightly re-injured your knee. 

But you had to admit, it kriffing hurt.

You let out a groan of pain, blinking your eyes to get rid of the fuzziness and tears. Your hand went to your knee, as you forced yourself to take a few deep breaths, trying to will the pain away or at least hope that it lessened to a more manageable level. But that was not happening. 

Kriff this was bad. 

Really really bad.

Hunter’s voice calling your name over the comm dragged you out of your fog. “-you okay? Are you there? Report. I’m at the rendezvous.” 

“‘M fine.” You choked out a response, grabbing your blaster and forcing yourself to your feet despite the agonizing pain. “I’m almost there.”

You stumbled to the edge of the alleyway, bracing your hand on the cool brick of a building. You took a few deep breaths, in through your nose and out through your mouth. When your vision focused and you could breathe again, you started moving. 

Each step was like agony. Your knee felt like it was on fire and every slight movement had pain shooting through your leg. It was far more intense than it had been in a long time, which worried you.

But you needed to focus. Hunter was relying on you for this mission. 

You would not fail.

Pain was an old friend. You had this under control.

You spotted a figure in the distance among the busy market and you forced another deep breath into your lungs. The figure turned and you met eyes with Hunter who gave you a nod as you approached. 

His eyes narrowed slightly. “Are you okay?” 

You willed your heart to stop beating so rapidly and your breathing to calm down. You plastered a small smile on your face. “I’m fine, just ready to get this over with.”

Hunter let out a soft chuckle. “You and me both. Come on.” 

He turned and headed into the crowd and you followed as closely as you could. The pain had not lessened in the slightest, in fact it had only gotten worse.

You may not have torn anything this time around, but if you kept walking on your leg, you just might end up reinjuring it. 

Stop. Focus.

Hunter entered a building and you stepped in after him, taking a glance around the darkened bar. He took a moment to gaze around the bar before walking towards a booth in the back corner. 

You headed for the bar, practically collapsing in a stool with a wince. A bartender appeared in front of you almost instantaneously.

“You look like you could use a drink.”

Normally you’d refuse. 

Now was not the time or place to have a drink. You were on a mission and needed to be completely sober. But the throbbing, stabbing pain in your leg was a powerful motivator. 

“Give me something strong.” You rasped out and the bartender grinned. 

“Coming right up.” 

While you waited, you again focused on your breathing. 

Kriff you were so stupid. How could you do this on a mission? Hunter was relying on you and you injured yourself. 

Kark.

A glass appeared in front of you and you gave the bartender a grateful look before lifting the glass and downing the amber liquid in one go. The burn down your throat momentarily distracted you from the pain in your leg. You could feel the warmth beginning to seep into your body and felt yourself take a shuddering breath. 

You glanced over at the corner of the bar and saw Hunter speaking quietly with the man in the corner booth. You couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it didn’t look like it was going poorly. 

At least not yet. 

You heard the sound of liquid being poured and turned to see the bartender refilling your glass. When he saw your confused look, he chuckled softly. “This one’s on the house. You look like you could use it.”

You gave him a quick grateful smile that he returned before stepping away to tend to other patrons seated at the bar. You looked at the glass in front of you, fingers playing with the cool condensation on the glass. 

You shouldn’t. 

Your first drink wasn’t nearly enough to get you even remotely tipsy, but you really shouldn’t be drinking. Not while on a job. 

But then you thought about your leg and the continuous stabbing pain. 

And you downed the next one. 

You pushed the glass away as the drink burned a path down your throat and again began to warm your limbs. You pulled out some credits, probably more than the first drink was for, but you wanted to repay the bartender at least something for his kindness. 

You felt the ghosting of a hand at your back and turned to see Hunter with a bag now slung over his shoulder. His eyes flicked to the empty glass, but he didn’t say anything. 

You stood up, clenching your jaw and the pain in your knee as it protested you standing on it again. The bartender gave you a small wave and you returned the gesture with a nod as you followed Hunter out of the bar. 

As soon as you were back in the crowd, Hunter began to speak. 

“Are you sure-“

“-did you get what we needed?” You interrupted and he hesitated for a moment. 

You were only here to “recover” something that had been “stolen” from Cid by someone she’d managed to piss off, which didn’t surprise you. You honestly weren’t even sure if it was Cid’s to begin with, but she was insistent and concluded that a small party would be better, hence why it was only you and Hunter.

Your contact, the man in the corner of the bar, had “stolen” what was “stolen” from Cid and offered it for a price that Cid deemed acceptable. It was a ridiculous mission and you’d make sure to tell her when you returned. 

“Yes. We can go.” 

You took another two breaths, in through the nose and out through the mouth. 

You both moved fairly quickly through the busy market streets, heading to where you had parked the Marauder. You were almost there, almost home free.

You could rest your knee and finally get off this planet.  

There was some movement in front of you and you looked up just in time to see two kids running through the street towards you. You barely had time to brace yourself before one of the kids ran into you, shouting an apology as they kept going. 

Normally, it would have been fine.

But normally you weren’t injured. 

You stumbled as a renewed pain shot through your leg and Hunter was quick to grab your arm, steering you away from the busy streets only a few turns away from where the Marauder was waiting. 

So much for the alcohol. 

Your uninjured knee hit the hard ground as you gasped for breath. 

“Hey, talk to me. What’s going on?” Hunter’s steady hand at the crook of your elbow was steadying in a way, but it also reminded you that you were in the middle of a mission and couldn’t afford for this to be happening right now.

“I’m fine, just give me a second.” You choked out, trying to push aside the continually growing pain. 

“What happened? Did you get hurt?” Hunter insisted. “Your heart rate is too erratic.” 

“My knee.” You hissed. 

You felt Hunter’s hand rest gently on your leg and you gasped as a flash of pain exploded through your leg. Your hand clamped on his wrist, as you inhaled sharply. 

“Don’t.” You choked out and he was quick to pull away, arms raised. 

“Can you walk?” He asked and you nodded. 

“Yeah, just give me a sec.” 

You took a few more deep breaths, feeling like the stupidest person in the galaxy for hurting yourself, even if it was an accident. After a few calming breaths, you gave a nod to Hunter and he looped an arm around you, helping you to your feet. 

Once you were standing, he kept his arm in place, supporting you as you wavered slightly. 

“Are you sure you can walk?” He asked and you gritted your teeth.

“Positive.” 

You had a feeling he knew you were lying, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he helped you hobble back out into the busy streets towards the waiting ship. Thankfully, not many of the crowd paid you any attention, so some of your pride was still intact.

You were right around the corner from the ship when you knee buckled beneath you. But this time, Hunter was ready, easily keeping you upright. Before you could protest, he looped an arm under your knees and lifted. 

You hissed in pain at your knee being jostled and Hunter breathed a quick apology.

“I told you I can walk.” You whispered as he moved quickly through the shipyard, the Marauder getting closer with every step. 

“This is faster.” Was all he replied. 

He was probably right.

Unfortunately. 

You made it to the ship and Hunter climbed the steps with ease, setting you down gently in a chair. He gave your face a quick once over as you waved him off. The door to the ship hissed shut as he left you and began starting the ship for take off. . You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to focus on anything but the pain in your leg.

It wasn’t as harsh as before, but the throbbing was nearly unbearable and any movement had sharp pain shooting through your leg. 

The ship jolted and you inhaled sharply, cursing under your breath. 

A few moments later, as you were starting to feel like you could open your eyes again, you felt a gentle hand on your wrist. You looked up to see Hunter kneeling beside you, eyes soft in a way you only ever really saw him be with Omega. It had your heart clenching in your chest.

He gave your wrist a squeeze before he removed his hand and set down a medpack on the floor. As he riffled through it, he began talking. “What happened?”

“It’s an old injury. Normally it’s fine.”

“But not this time?”

“Apparently not.” 

Hunter nodded as he pulled out a stim and quickly administered it with only a few curse words. 

“When did it happen? Not the original injury, but this? Was it that kid?” He asked and you bit down on your lip.

You avoided his gaze until you heard him say your name softly. 

“Right after we split up to clear paths and check the perimeter. I misstepped.” You replied and he only let out a soft sigh. 

You knew that sigh. 

He did it all the time when Omega and Wrecker mention they put more mantell mix on the tab, or when Tech stays up all night without realizing it, or when Echo neglects to mention one of his prosthetics gets too stiff. 

It’s his “I’m disappointed sigh.”

And it’s never been directed at you. 

You’d always had sympathy for the others when on the receiving end of the sigh, but it was another thing entirely to know he was upset because of you. 

Kriff you’d have to apologize to the others. They were right. This is brutal. 

“You don’t have to hide these things from me.”

Okay. 

You were wrong. 

That statement was even more painful than his “I’m disappointed” sigh. 

“We needed to complete the mission, as stupid as it was. I wasn’t going to say anything because we couldn’t turn back. I knew we would finish it quickly and get back here where I could rest.” You said. “I know it’s stupid and I’m sorry for not saying anything. I just - I just didn’t want to compromise the mission.”

Hunter rubbed his forehead before sighing again. “You’re more important than the mission.” 

You felt a pang in your chest and took a shaky breath. 

“You got that? You can tell me these things.” He again said and you nodded softly. 

“I got it.” Your throat felt tight, but you responded. 

“Okay, now let’s see if we can patch up your knee.” Hunter pulled out the small medkit and you carefully sat yourself up fully, wincing at the sharp pain in your leg. “How did you hurt it initially? You mentioned an old injury.”

“I was a teenager. We were playing boloball in the streets and I tore some ligaments. It healed back then, but sometimes it flares up.” You said as he pulled out a brace and some bacta.

“How often does it flare-up?” 

You sighed. “Sometimes when it’s cold or I step weird it bothers me, but for the most part it’s fine.”

“Except for today.” Hunter asked with a bit of a smirk and you let out a breathless laugh.

“Except for today.” You confirmed and he shook his head. 

“Let’s get your boot off and see if we can get some bacta on your knee.” He said and you quickly leaned forward to untie your boots only for your hands to be batted away by Hunter’s. You watched, stomach swirling, as he very carefully untied your boot and removed it without jostling your leg too much. He then helped you very gently roll up your pant leg until it was slightly easier to access your injured knee. 

Hunter wiped off his hands on a damp towel before beginning to spread the bacta onto your slightly swollen knee.

You did your best to not think about just how gentle he was being or how much it made your heart thump in your chest. You knew Hunter would likely be able to hear any changes in your breathing or heart rate, so you just focused on keeping them both as even as possible. But you weren’t sure if you were succeeding. 

Hunter finished and while he washed his hands again in the small refresher, you slowly worked your pants back down over your leg since the bacta dried quickly. Hunter reappeared and pulled out the knee brace you happened to have lying around. He carefully secured it, helped you put your boot back on, and then assisted you standing up. 

You swayed slightly, Hunter’s hands quick to grab your arms and hold you steady as you bumped into him. You weren’t able to stop the loud thump of your heart in your chest. You were both eager to get out of such a charged situation and also unwilling to move at all. Your hands gripped his arms and you resisted the urge to sway closer. 

Hunter gave you a small smile before leaning forward, pressing his lips to your forehead. 

It was at that moment that you truly felt like you stopped breathing. Your eyes closed and you wished to live in this moment for the rest of your life. 

There was a sudden loud beeping from the cockpit and Hunter pulled away, clearing his throat. “Come on, we’re almost to Ord Mantell.” 

He stepped away, offering his hand. You looked at his hand before looking up at him. He looked shy, more timid than you had ever seen him. It had a smile spreading across your face. You placed your hand in his and he helped you hobble to the cockpit and take a seat in one of the pilot chairs. 

You gave his hand a squeeze before you let go and you felt your mood brighten further when you saw a faint darkening of his cheeks. 

You turned to look at the controls, helping Hunter with the landing sequence after you dropped out of the hyperspace, feeling lighter and happier than you had in a long time. 

Maybe the resurfacing of old childhood injuries weren’t a bad thing, because maybe, just maybe, they would lead to something new and exciting.

#aaaah #hope this was fluffy enough for you bb #for all of you really #asks #askBri #hunter x reader #the bad batch hunter #tbb hunter #tbb hunter x reader #the bad batch #tbb

[droopycoquette]

Anyastiawrites and plagerism

Hey guys, it's come to my attention that @/anyastiawrites has been copying other creators fics and changing the names, passing them off as her own.

For example, @/anyastiawrites posted Listen and Learn(Alexia Putellas x Reader) and it's the same fic as @/hope-drunk Bite The Hand(Abby Anderson x Reader)

hope-drunk's was posted July 10th

anya's was posted October 6th

Another one is @/sevikasleftpussyflap's Sev as a brat tamer(Sevika x reader) its the same fic as Disobedience(Mapi Leon x Reader)

Sevika's was posted August 1st

Anya's was posted September 28th

I was really sad to see this because I really liked the the woso fics however I don't think we should bash this writer but we should spread awareness.

I'm gonna tag these people so they know about it too:

@wosofics13 @batlleonafc @samkerrworshipper @lovewsl @yeeterthek33per @magnetized-by-mapi @futbol16 @katelynnwrites

#woso #woso imagines #mapi leon x reader #alexia putellas x reader

[kamotecue]

woso writers i’d recommend

• @wileys-russo - i absolutely love her fanfics, and would recommend one of her on-going works, childhood sweethearts. her imagines are well-written, and it’s quite lovely. also love the way she portrays the athletes, seems a bit fitting for them.

• @ohgrays - their works are always interesting to read, always found myself admiring how it’s differently written, like with its own uniqueness.

• @katelynnwrites - i love the individuality, how it’s creatively written and how the storyline is always portrayed.

• @desperate-gay - love their works and honestly looking forward to their future works.

• @greynatomy - their works are always a joy to read, i’d find them on my timeline and would always find it interesting.

now, for an upcoming woso writer—i would recommend

@nxghtstxne - i promise their works are worth reading, although she doesn’t have any works published as of now—however you should stay tuned. 🫢

however, tell me in the comments any writers that you suggest.

#woso writers rec

[batlleonafc]

Happiest of birthdays to one of my closest friends @katelynnwrites 🥳🎉❤️

[katelynnwrites]

down bad | laura freigang

warnings: angst

word count: 346

summary: laura thinks she might just die because it would make no difference now that you have broken up with her

a/n: the first installation of my taylor swift's 'the anthology' blurbs series

laura is so angry. she’s devastated too and hovering somewhere in the agonising in between.

just because you broke up with her doesn’t mean that she stops being in love with you.

that makes everything worse.

because while she is still down bad for you, you seem to have moved on from her perfectly well.

you don’t show up at training sessions with swollen eyes. you don’t skip team bondings. you look good, as if nothing has ever changed.

the blonde hates that she can’t say the same for herself.

loving you and letting you love her in return gave her a new perspective, showed her what she was missing.

she doesn’t know how to go back to where she came from. to how she saw the world before.

for a moment the striker had a love like no other. a love that she never dreamt of having. it had exceeded all her most hopeful of dreams.

but now it’s gone. her relationship with you is gone. you are gone.

yet, she still sees you practically every day and it takes everything in her not to scream at you.

to yell at you and ask how the hell you are okay when she is so far from it.

you are the reason why she is now down bad crying at the gym.

she pushes herself there until she can’t anymore. then she goes to the practice field and takes shots on goal until she’s completely exhausted.

until she gives up, lying on her back in the middle of the field, staring at the sky and fervently wishing that you would come back and pick her up.

pick her up and love her again.

she knows it sounds like teenage petulance but she thinks that if she can’t have you, she would simply say fuck it cause she was in love.

because she is still in love.

laura doesn’t want anyone, not if they’re not you.

so she decides that if she can’t have you, she might just not get up. she will simply stay down bad.

#starting off with down bad... #laura freigang #laura freigang x reader #laura freigang imagine #woso #woso blurbs #woso oneshot #woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso community #eintracht frankfurt frauen #gerwnt #dfb frauen #katelynnwrites #'the anthology' blurbs series

[wosofanstuff]

did one of wob’s players bring waru home with them? cause i feel like his bad juju is affecting them 😅

Maybe, but it probably should most likely went back with Klara

But yeah they would explain a lot

#katelynnwrites

[updownlately]

hihi thank you for your very lovely comment on my fic 🥹

ofc ofc! thank you for putting out such wonderful works!

hope you have a great rest of your day/night amigo!! 🫶

#sent from my iphone #katelynnwrites

[footygirl114]

I’m new to the fandom but what blogs/fics would you recommend?

Ouuuuu if you want awesome fics and people who are pretty active and interactive on here (also very great people that I have interacted with, and the warnings for them);

@onlyhereforthestories -

@cpheath - except she’s an arsenal fan

@outsideratheart

@cee-jay-engwnt - except she’s a city fan

@wordsbyrian - general shitdistruber

@grapefruit-personified

Some people who post great fics but aren’t super interactive during footy games; still great people though;

@redhairedwolfwitch

@katelynnwrites

@femininefutbol

@nytb

@putellas14

@putellas11

And everyone else who I can’t think of off the top of head or I haven’t interacted with please jump on and let the anon know!!

#asks #definitely missed a ton and I am so so sorry

[awfcspencer]

what are some of your favorite works? either by yourself or others!! looking to find more woso writers <3 love your work btw!!

thank you love!!

some of my favorite works in no particular order are:

Got Lovestruck (Went Straight To My Head) by @katelynnwrites

Gentle angel by @thegoateesblog

Twos a company, threes a crowd pt.3 by @samkerrworshipper

Know my Place by @writinground2

genuinely anything, and i mean anything written by @wileys-russo @vixwritesagain @codiemarin @repulsiveliquidation @inuyashaluver @incognito-girl (i probably forgot a few cause im inbetween classes right now) but there are so many lovely woso writers!!

my personal favorite of mine is Dress

[baddestbittyontheblock]

jessie fleming fic recs

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ remember to like and reblog the works you enjoy in order to support each writer!! ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ however, make sure you read the information on each story themselves such as triggers & warnings ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ also, if you'd like me to remove your fic from this list, message me! ✧*:·˚

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๑ enough is enough by @wosoimagines  jessie fleming x reader | 1k+

-reader supports jessie as the news breaks about canada’s national team.

๑ roommates by @perfectly-imperfect82 jessie fleming x reader

-loud banging on your door woke you up from a deep sleep, the headache from earlier coming back you opened your eyes

๑ the dark side by @gagmewitha-spork jessie fleming x reader | 1.4k

-reader plays for arsenal and has mixed feelings about jessie signing for the blue side of london

๑ you by @slimthicksonnett jessie fleming x reader | spicy, 3k

-pool. teammates. post-olympic. flirting.

๑ bruins to england by ^ jessie fleming x reader | 3.8k

-bruin teammate reader who’s best friends with Jessie but both wanna be more? Reader goes to Arsenal when Jessie goes to Chelsea and they realize during/after a game. just oblivious mutual pining

๑ i’m trying, i really am by @kj-1130 jessie fleming x reader | sadness

-when you heard the whistle, the burning in your eyes intensified as you tried to hold your tears back.

๑ everything has changed by @katelynnwrites jessie fleming x reader | significant injury and mentions of blood, 2.1k

-everything’s changing but you should have trusted and known that you would be safe with jessie. she’d break down all your walls and make a home in your heart

๑ I’m going to win it for us by @grapefruit-personified jessie fleming x reader

-it happened so fast. i was never expecting this would be how i got my olympic debut.

#woso #woso one shot #woso x reader #canwnt #canwnt x reader #chelsea #jessie fleming #jessie fleming x reader #fic recs