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started: 21/11/2023
last updated: 04/02/2024
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Masterlist
started: 21/11/2023
last updated: 04/02/2024
Total work: 65
Rules
-don't write smut mabye ill one day
-write for anyone
-be nice
(Stories will take longer)
Ona x reader something fluffy that leads into something suggestive…like them just acting so touch starved and basically annoying all their teammates during team bonding and Ona and reader leave early
Prompt: you and ona are just very much in love
Words: 740
Warnings: fluffy
A/N:
It started the second you sat down in the lounge for team bonding.
Ona had draped herself over you like a blanket — legs tangled with yours, chin hooked over your shoulder, her fingers absentmindedly tracing shapes on your thigh. It was… sweet, sure, but she hadn’t let up for even a second.
“Are you two fused at the hip now?” Patri teased from across the table, trying to keep a straight face.
“Not my fault,” Ona mumbled into your neck, her lips brushing your skin with every word. “She’s warm.”
“You’re clingy,” Mapi shot back, reaching over to flick Ona’s ponytail. “And distracting. Some of us are trying to play charades without watching a romcom in the corner.”
Ona only tightened her arms around your waist, ignoring the laughter from the rest of the team. You could feel her grin against your jaw. “They’re just jealous.”
By the time dessert came out, Ona was playing with your fingers under the table, leaning in to whisper little things only you could hear — and each time she did, your teammates groaned.
“Okay,” Alexia finally said, throwing her hands up, “if you two are going to keep… whatever this is, do it somewhere else.”
You caught Ona’s mischievous glance before she murmured, “Good idea.”
Minutes later, you were both slipping out the door into the cool evening air. She laced her fingers with yours, tugging you toward the car with that smile that told you she’d been plotting this escape since the moment you walked in.
“You know,” you said, letting her pull you along, “you are ridiculously touch starved.”
She stopped just long enough to press a slow kiss to your cheek, her voice dipping low as she whispered, “Maybe. Guess you’ll have to help me fix that… all night.”. When you got back to yours, she didn’t even bother taking her shoes off before she pulled you into the hallway, pressing her forehead to yours. Her hands roamed slowly over your sides, like she was mapping you out after weeks apart — except you’d seen her this morning.
“Ona…” you laughed softly, but it died in your throat when she kissed you, deep and lingering. “You really couldn’t wait until we got home, could you?”
“No,” she admitted shamelessly, her nose brushing yours. “And I’m not waiting now, either.” When the door clicked shut behind you, Ona wasted no time. She pressed you back against the wall of the hallway, her breath warm against your lips as her hands slid under your shirt, fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns over your skin.
You tilted your head, eyes fluttering closed, savoring the way her touch sent little sparks up your spine. “You really didn’t wait at all,” you whispered, voice husky.
She grinned against your mouth, nipping gently at your bottom lip. “Why wait when I can have you now?”
Her hands slipped lower, fingers threading through the waistband of your pants, teasing just enough to make your heart race. She pulled back just enough to look you in the eyes, that mischievous glint shining bright.
“You’ve been driving me crazy all evening,” she murmured, voice low and teasing. “Every time I touched you, I was counting down the minutes until we could be alone.”
You wrapped your arms around her neck, pulling her closer until your foreheads rested together. The soft hum of the quiet apartment wrapped around you both, making the world outside fade away.
“I was just as bad,” you admitted, brushing your fingers through the loose strands of hair at her nape. “But now you have me all to yourself. What do you want to do with me?”
Her lips curved into a slow smile as she trailed kisses down your jawline, each one lighter than the last, a featherlike tease. “I want to remind you what you’ve been missing,” she said, voice thick with promise. “All the little touches, the way my hands fit perfectly on your body… I want to make sure you don’t forget it.”
You shivered when she slipped her hand beneath your shirt again, her fingertips dancing over your ribs, the heat from her skin spreading like wildfire.
She paused, eyes searching yours for permission, then pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your collarbone.
The night stretched out before you — slow, deliberate, and full of the kind of quiet intimacy only the two of you could share after days of waiting.
Would you do a patri x kid fic x reader
Prompt: You and your wife have a day out with your daughter and tell the patri team some exciting news.
Words: 629
Warnings: nothing
A/N: IM BACCKKKK DID YOU MISS ME
Rubiales being found guilty marks an important step towards better protection for female football players.
However, the sentence feels completely inadequate and ridiculous in comparison to what happened after the kiss. The fact that he, Vilda, and others were acquitted of coercion is deeply disappointing—it almost feels like a bad joke.
We hope that the end of the trial brings Jenni Hermoso some form of peace.
Further reading:
https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c39vljzn0mlo
https://www.nytimes.com/2025/02/20/world/europe/luis-rubiales-spain-soccer-conviction.html
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Hi I would like to re introduce myself
Hi my name is rosa *pen name
I'm form Australia
My teams are barcelona and matildas
I'm a goalkeeper
I'm 16
And I'm going to start writing agina
Sorry I've been away back I am
So send requests and / or ask me questions I'll answer. I promise
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Hey, just wanted to let you know you have a repeated paragraph in your last fic. :) very good fic though.
Thank you so much I fix it
Prompt: you, your wife and your son go to training
Words: 855
Warnings: nothing
A/n: i am back heheheheh
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Barça Femení x Coldplay
Is this what loves feels like
It's a good day when this is my insta feed
I need more lauren james fan fic pleaseeeeeee
500 posts!
i’m so gay for her
The realist thing I've hear all day
I want to make more only friends so text me idk talk with me
i think everyone who loves women in sports should watch this