Ella Rutherford
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
DOB: 28 April 2000
Ethnicity: White - British
Occupation: Prof soccer player
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Ella Rutherford
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
DOB: 28 April 2000
Ethnicity: White - British
Occupation: Prof soccer player
Omg I randomly stalked instagram accounts and found this gem! Ex Manchester United Women player Charlie Devlin still supports Manchester United!
lcwfc 📝New Signing 📝
Leicester City have signed @ellarutherford_ from Bristol City Women FC for the remainder of the season.
Ella will join the foxes wearing the number 19 shirt.
This is for your anon who was asking about Charlie Devlin ages ago: check Ella Rutherford’s insta asap
GAY RIGHTS???
ellarutherford_ My love ❤️ you make me the happiest girl alive x
Arsenal to give England u18 forward trial?
Arsenal to give England u18 forward trial?
With the squad currently stretched due to injuries to Danielle Carter and Tabea Kemme, Arsenal Women could give a trial to an England u18 forward against Italian Champions Juventus.
The player could be the young playmaker Ella Rutherford who left her club Millwall at the end of last season, alongside a dozen other players who decided to move away after a successful campaign for the Lionesses…
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For DWC: oh my goodness, "babysitting each other's kids" seems positively adorable!
Thank you! Here’s Cassandra babysitting Cullen and my Inquisitor’s first baby, for @dadrunkwriting.
As Aylwen and Cullen rodeout of sight of the window, baby Ella began to whine pitifully and squirm inCassandra’s arms. Cassandra awkwardly adjusted her hold on the baby, andfrowned.
“Stop that,” she said.“Your parents will be back soon.” But Ella just wailed and stretched her tinyarms toward the window.
Cassandra sucked in airthrough her teeth. Could she really handle this?
When she’d stopped inSouth Reach to visit her friends, Cassandra only expected to meet Ella, not be left in charge of her.But less than an hour in to her visit Cullen had burst in with news that hissister had taken a bad fall. Aylwen was the only mage around for miles and theywould travel faster without the baby.
“It’ll be easy, really,”Aylwen, rushing around the house, had told her friend. “I just fed and changedher, and she’ll be ready for her nap in about half an hour. We should be back bythe time she wakes up.”
Cassandra remindedherself of this fact as Ella shrieked and flailed. Half an hour. She just hadto survive half an hour.
Cassandra agitatedlylooked around the house for a place to put the child down. She was probablyholding her wrong or something. As she walked Rufus, Cullen and Aylwen’sMabari, joined her, trotting along behind.
“I don’t suppose you knowhow to calm her?” Cassandra said. “I certainly don’t.”
They were in the sittingroom now. Cassandra spotted a tiny circular chair, floor-level, with a cushioned seat and railingsall around it. Bending down, she sat the baby in it. Ella kicked her legs andcontinued crying, face red and pinched. Cassandra frowned.
“What’s the matter?” Sheleaned closer to the baby and sniffed. “You don’t seem to need changing.”
The baby whined, her facered and scrunched, tiny limbs beating against the chair railings.
Before Cassandra could door say anything else, Rufus trotted over. Cassandra tensed, ready to call thehound off. He seemed friendly, but he was also four times the size of the child.
Rufus leaned down and whuffed in Ella’s face.
She stopped crying, eyeswide in surprise. A slow smile spread across her face.
“Da,” she said.
“Oh?” said Cassandra. Shelooked at the dog. “I think she likes that.”
Rufus panted, then lickedthe baby’s face. She clapped her hands and giggled, wiggling in her chair. Rufussat down beside her, wagged his tail, and looked at Cassandra, as if to say: “Youtake it from here.”
Hesitantly, Cassandrareached over and patted the baby’s bald head, surprised at its warmth andsilkiness.
“There, little one,” shesaid. “That’s better?”
“Da. Ba!”
The baby looked up atCassandra and giggled. Cassandra smiled back. Maybe the next half hour would betolerable after all.