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I know who the writer's on the discord server are (I used to be in it but left it a while ago) and let me just tell you that they must just be jealous that your fics are better! They used to talk about the 'popular girls' and how they only got so many likes because they were 'popular' and I was like hate to break it to you but their fics are just better.... there are no 'popular girls' lmao

imagine strangers on the internet caring about the supposed popularity of other strangers on the internet…is it really that deep

we write stories about footballers for christ sake 😂

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that was quick jesus christ

rolfo to united

i don’t hate it…

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rolfo to united

i don’t hate it…

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love your writing style

thank you 🤍

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I mean if anyone has the link I certainly will like the other anon

i’m sure someone can find it for you

im too old and uncool to get involved in those types of things 😂

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Could you please link bitter sweet? I can’t find it

it’s ok wattpad my lovely

you can find the link for it on my alexia masterlist which you can find here

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Is it weird I want to know the discord so I can join and have a laugh about what they're saying?

you do you anon

let me know what they say and report back so we can all have a giggle

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Hi,

I just wanna to let u knew that on discord peop are talking about how u obviously use chat gpt, and tha u will 100% refus it if thy talk about it to u

oh nice love that 😍

discord people… how ominous

once they come out of their anonymous holes and talk to me like an adult, then i will respond like an adult

i refuse to be ridiculed by people who talk about someone behind their back 😂

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still obsessed with bittersweet ngl

ugh don’t

i miss them

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Why did reader cheat on Alexia and with who?

your guess is good as mine sweet anon

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Hi, I’m really sorry to ask this, but one of my favourite blurbs is the one where ‘Mapi lets herself into the house with her key, walks in on Alexia and reader having a little make out sesh in bed’ but I can’t seem to find it on your masterlist, or in the blurbs masterlist either. Is it possible to add it on there?

Sorry to be a pain, I really do enjoy reading all your works. You’re a very talented human and I appreciate all the work you do on this app. Enjoy your day 🤎

hello! thanks for letting me know

i have found it, please enjoy!

you and alexia make out in the morning

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R and Alexia split because of an infidelity in the relationship (you pick who) and months later bump into each other at a club. They both can’t help the chemistry and attraction that still exists between them and the natural pull towards each other.

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There is the particular kind of irritation that comes from having committed a mistake and then being forced, quite against your will, to meet its human embodiment again. It is not panic. Panic has volume and velocity. This is quieter, more persistent, and entirely physical. Your stomach shifts the way it does when you know you will have to apologise, except you have no intention of doing so.

Alexia is across the room. You see her because someone moves, and in the gap she exists—motionless, arms folded loosely, eyes narrowed just enough to suggest she is not scanning the room, but deciding on a target. The lighting is not flattering to anyone, yet she manages to look as though someone has chosen it deliberately for her. Her hair is darker than you remember. You think of the last time you saw her hair up close. The memory is unhelpful.

She is wearing trousers that could not possibly have been bought in this country. The fabric sits on her like it has been trained to. You imagine she hung them from the back of the bathroom door while she showered, allowing steam to do the work a lesser person would have given to an iron. The top is plain, white, and crisp enough that the first button threatens to leave a mark on her chest. You remember she never rolled her sleeves evenly; the left always looser than the right. Tonight, they are perfect. This annoys you.

The drink in your hand has been warming steadily because you keep holding it for balance. It is not a good drink. It is the kind of thing you order when you want something to look occupied in your hand, but the taste is irrelevant. The glass is sticky, not from your doing, but from a previous owner who had no concept of condensation. You keep turning it as though that will somehow undo what has already been done to it.

You do not know if she has seen you. You do not know if she will come over. The probability of either happening is equal. You are not certain which you prefer. The people you came with are speaking to one another with the sort of enthusiasm you cannot replicate without effort, so you stand slightly apart, enough to be accessible yet not involved. This is your usual approach in places like this: never the centre, never the edge, always just close enough to look as though you could be pulled in at any moment, but with the unspoken suggestion you might refuse.

And then she moves. Not towards you, not immediately. First, she acknowledges someone else—a woman you have never liked on principle—with the briefest lift of her chin. She touches the woman’s arm, laughs at something too short to have been truly amusing, and then begins walking in a line that could, if you were inclined to believe in such things, be interpreted as directly towards you.

By the time she reaches you, your drink is almost empty. You do not remember drinking it. She stands there, not asking to join you, not even greeting you, simply existing in your space as if she never left it.

‘You look the same,’ she says. Her voice is quieter than the music, but you hear her clearly.

‘You don’t,’ you say.

Her expression barely changes, but the corner of her mouth does something. Not a smile, not quite. She glances at your drink. ‘Still that?’

‘Still pretending to enjoy it,’ you say.

She tilts her head. This is dangerous. Tilting, with her, is never casual. It is a way of holding you in place without touching you. ‘I didn’t think you’d be here.’

‘Neither did I,’ you reply, which is both true and not, depending on how you define thinking.

Her perfume is different. The last one was sharp, deliberate, the kind that stayed on your clothes long after you stopped wanting it there. This one is softer, more contained, as if it is for her and not for anyone else. You catch yourself inhaling more than necessary and stop.

She shifts her weight onto one foot. Her shoes are plain black, polished enough that the club’s weak lighting gives them unnecessary attention. You notice she has scuffed the left toe. She would hate that. You wonder if she knows.

‘Are you still with her?’ she asks.

You do not answer immediately, not because you need to think, but because you know the pause will irritate her. ‘No.’

‘When?’

‘A while ago.’

She looks at you for longer than necessary. Her gaze is steady, unblinking, and it is exactly as it was before—a method of making you feel as though you are being measured against something you cannot see. You resist the urge to move.

‘And?’ she says.

‘And nothing.’

She nods slowly, as though you have confirmed something she already knew. ‘You’re still lying badly.’

This is the part where you should leave. You know this. Instead, you ask if she wants a drink.

She does not answer in words, but she hands you her glass—half-full, rim smudged in a way that proves she has been holding it for longer than necessary. You take it to the bar, knowing she will watch you the whole way, and knowing you will pretend not to notice.

When you return, she takes the fresh drink without thanks, without even looking at it, and asks, ‘Do you miss me?’

You should say no. You say, ‘Sometimes.’

She laughs once. ‘Sometimes.’

‘You?’

She sips her drink, considers it, and says, ‘More than sometimes.’

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leah and elle! when they go home after some leisure time together to F U C K / who’s the dominant one? 🤨

hmmm, i wouldn’t want to speculate…

leah, for sure

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Alexia Putellas Blurbs

Works with smut indicated with *

Main WOSO Masterlist

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you have to use crutches

you need to study

you have feelings for alexia

you like alexia’s fingers

you’re proud of alexia

you bribe alexia to come back to bed

you paint alexia’s nails

alexia gets you to confess

you want to break up

alexia takes care of you when you’re mourning

alexia finds you napping

alexia sends you flowers

you’re not very affectionate

your daughters first birthday

you and alexia are in a situationship

alexia becomes your patient

your baby’s first christmas

you and alexia make christmas traditions

you bake for alexia and her team

you and alexia make out in the morning

alexia’s sister snoops

alexia tries her first jacket potato

you think alexia is embarrassed by you

you really like alexia’s nike shoot

you and alexia work well on the pitch

alexia wants you to be honest

alexia picks up drunk you

you and alexia are friends with benefits

you get injured after a fight

you’re going through IVF

alexia shows you her favourite food

you give alexia homework

you get jealous

alexia dyes her hair

alexia keeps hovering

you convince alexia to have sex

you have pregnancy cravings

you take alexia ice skating

you and alexia go to a birthing class

alexia is your sugar mami

you’re stressed

alexia hasn’t proposed yet

you cross paths with alexia

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Leah Williamson Blurbs

Works with smut indicated with *

Main WOSO Masterlist

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you make cookies

leah snores a lot

leah gets drunk

leah wants her goodnight kisses

you and leah keep glancing at each other

you and leah are more than just friends

leah is clingy when she’s sleepy

you and leah try long distance

leah has a nightmare

you and leah are caught by beth

leah gets jealous

you and leah argue

you have an operation

you and leah support different rugby teams

you take leah to a boarding school reunion

leah’s been spending more time at the gym

leah has a few too many drinks

leah feels neglected

leah looks hot in a suit

leah fancies you

you and leah kiss for the first time

you teach leah how to speak spanish

you surprise leah

leah has stomach flu

you put an end to your sex drought

leah ties you up

leah is stressed

you and leah go ice skating

leah tries to propose

leah takes care of you when you’re injured

leah gives you a massage

you make it up to leah for travelling for work

leah asks for your forgiveness

you and leah share morning kisses

leah gets clingy after upsetting you

you and leah try to get your unborn child to kick

you comfort leah

you and leah go on a double date with beth and viv

leah is your first kiss

leah surprises you with a staycation

you and leah go on holiday

you buy lingerie | pt 2

you and leah have sex for the first time after you give birth*

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If you write for her, Lia Wälti and the prompt 'you're so wet, it's pathetic' pls

good morning, or afternoon, or evening wherever you are

i don’t write for wälti unfortunately, so you’re best sending this to another writer who does 🤍

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Hi, do you have a lot of kits? How do you store them / keep them save?

i have a fair few shirts yeah

and tbf for the ones i wear more frequently they’re just hanging with the rest of my clothes

but the ones that i wear less are in a classic shirt roll in a draw lol