#Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift hugging and celebrating the big

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wow that WAS A LOT #Chiefs

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football or football?

lucy bronze x reader

lucy won the very close poll.

been seeing the whole taylor swift and travis kelce thing on tiktok and got this idea.

this became longer than Iithought it’d be. was supposed to be a ficlet. oh, well.

let me know what you think!

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For the past two weeks, you’ve been trending on twitter. At first you don’t know what it’s about, but your publicist caught you up saying how there’s a footballer — American footballer — who keeps mentioning you in interviews and on his podcast. It was honestly getting pretty annoying, not just to you, but also to your very jealous girlfriend.

You’d both decided to keep your relationship private, with you being a popular musician and your girlfriend being a top footballer in the league. Except, the media has been labeling your relationship as friends, best friends who support each other. Never once has there been an article where you both are speculated to be dating.

You’ve both been fun with it, being able to not have to hide anything, but with the whole Travis Kelce using your name to stay relevant to the media, your girlfriend is getting fed up.

“I don’t know why he keeps bringing you up? Not once have you mentioned him on anything. ‘The ball is in your court?’ Like what does that mean?” Lucy rambles.

“Honestly, I’m getting tired of it too. I’ve been so busy with touring that I didn’t even know about it until Sarah told me.” You reply, cuddling up to her on the bed, your head on her chest.

“Did Sarah tell you what you should do?”

“Sarah’s pretty much fed up like the both of us so she said it’s up to me. She doesn’t care if I tell him to fuck off, I’d do it anyway without telling her.”

“Didn’t you say he invited you to a game?”

“Yeah, he did. Why?” You we’re getting skeptical with the way Lucy has a smirk and mischievous look on her face.

“Don’t you think it’s time for us to come out, no?”

“Been together four years. Probably long overdue.”

“Well you better tell him that you’d love to accept that invitation, with a plus one of course.”

“I’m liking the way you think.”

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Now a week later, you and Lucy were dressed up in red, arriving at Arrowhead Stadium. Lucy had a red England bucket hat on that she took off your head. You were being escorted to the friends and family box by security, running into people who recognized you. One hand holding Lucy’s the other waving to people as you passed.

Walking into the box, you were met with lots of people, Travis’ mom was the one to come and greet you.

“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Kelce.”

“Oh, please call me Donna. It’s so nice to meet you. I’m a big fan of your music, been wanting to meet you ever since Travis said that you’d both started talking.”

“That’s so nice of you, thank you, but unfortunately all the conversations your son had with me are one sided. I’ve never once entertained anything he said. The only time I’ve texted back was to tell him I’d love to attend a game. Never been to an American Football game before.”

“Really? My son said you guys were getting along.”

“Unfortunately for him, we haven’t. But I’d like to introduce you to my partner Lucy.”

“Oh, it’s very nice to meet you as well Lucy. I’m sorry if my son cause any trouble between the two of you.”

“It’s no worries at all. Excited to watch the game.”

“You’ve got an accent. Where are you from?”

“From England.”

“Yeah, I’m a sucker for accents. But let’s not let the situation get in the way and enjoy this game.”

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ynupdates yn seen at the kansas chief’s game

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fan1 NO WAY SHES THERE

fan2 MAMA KELCE IS WITH HER

fan3 is ynvis real?!?!

fan4 is everyone gonna ignore lucy bronze right next to her

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The game just finished. Everyone is cheering as the Chief’s won a game at home. You and Donna hug each other close, jumping up and down. Lucy was actually awestruck by all the people celebrating their team winning, thinking back to all the times fans of hers and her team celebrated like this.

Moments after, you follow Debby to the hallways, no doubt leading to her son. Travis comes out freshly showered and changed a bit after, going straight to his Mom for a hug. Then he turns to you opening his arms out for a hug, so you give him a side hug, not wanting to be mean. Cameras click nonstop towards the two of you.

“It’s nice to finally meet you.” He says to you.

“You as well. Great game you played out there.”

“Thank you. Wanna go somewhere more private so we can hear each other better without the prying eyes?”

“Yeah, sure.”

He leads towards the exit, you following behind him, your hand holding Lucy’s tightly, who Travis hadn’t acknowledged at all. Exiting towards the garage where his and your cars are parked, you relax a bit, relieved to be away from the cameras. Lucy walks a bit off to the side to let you two talk, but still close enough to hear, in case he says something he shouldn’t.

“Im glad you accepted my invite.”

“Yeah, me too. I’ve never been to or seen an American Football game.”

“American Football?”

“Well, yeah. The U.S is the only one that plays this sport. Football is played throughout the world.”

“Wow, you’re gonna be like that?” He says, thinking you’re flirting with him by saying his sport isn’t widely played.

“Be like what?”

“Never mind. But I just wanted to ask if you wanna hang out right now? Get to know each other a bit more.” He steps closer towards you, but you step back.

“I’d have to decline. My girlfriend and I have to get back to England. She’s got a couple Football matches coming up.”

“Girlfriend?” Travis is shocked by the information. “I didn’t know you were even with someone.”

“I’m surprised no one knows. They see two girls and automatically think they’re best friends or something. But, no, been with that girl right there four years. It was very obvious.” You wave Lucy over. “Travis this is Lucy Bronze, my girlfriend—”

“—Actually fiancé. Proposed a couple weeks ago, so there’s still some getting used to. It’s nice to meet you mate. Heard you’ve been talking ‘bout my girl pretty often past few weeks.”

The look on Travis’ face is laughable.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry about that. I didn’t know.”

“Yeah, we’re very private people. But now that you’ve met my girl after being all up in her DM’s, you’d stop using her name to stay relevant yeah? ‘Cause it’s making you look desperate.”

You didn’t interfere. You’re stood off to the side, a proud look on your face.

“Yeah, of course. Never again.”

“The last thing you should talk about in that little podcast of yours is a public apology using her name for fame like many men have in the past.”

After a moment of Lucy staring at Travis she speaks up again. It was a bit funny how intimidated he looked at Lucy, seeing as she’s almost a foot shorter than him

“Well, mate, we best be off. I’ve got some Football to be preparing for, my girl by my side always. Best of luck to you. Hope you find someone that isn’t taken.”

With that, she takes a hold of your hand, leading you to the car. You give him a little wave, leaving him speechless in the middle of the parking garage.

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yourinstagram Thank you travis for the invite! Had a lot of fun at my first ever American Football game with my Fiancé. Congrats to you and your team on the win! #KansasCityChiefs

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lucybronze very different from football for sure

↳ yourinstagram very different

leahwilliamsonn where was my invite?

↳ yourinstagram you didn’t get one

↳ leahwilliamsonn rude

fan1 SHES ENGAGED

fan2 ynvis isn’t real thank god!

fan3 OHMYGOD ITS LUCY BRONZE ALCJHD

fan4 this is a very polite way of saying ‘keep my name out your fucking mouth’

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From: Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail 2024

Donald Trump is going to the Super Bowl. Not because he cares about football, or even understands it beyond “big men smash into each other,” but because he simply cannot bear to be left out of something important. This is a man who would crash a child’s birthday party just to cut the cake himself and then complain that the kid didn’t thank him enough.

And this Super Bowl? Oh, it’s extra personal.

The Kansas City Chiefs are playing against the Philadelphia Eagles—a team Trump has loathed ever since they collectively shrugged at his White House invitation after their 2018 Super Bowl win. To make matters worse, Taylor Swift will be there too, shining like the goddamn North Star in a stadium full of people who actually like her. Which is more than can be said for Trump, whose biggest fans show up either under court order or because they got lost looking for the Monster Truck rally.

Trump hates Taylor Swift. Not just because she endorsed Kamala Harris, but because she is everything he wants to be: beloved, wildly successful, and actually good at what she does. She has the power to sway elections just by existing—whereas Trump has to scream into a golden toilet at 3 a.m. to even get Fox News to notice him anymore.

And now, he has to sit there, rotting in his own bitterness, while the cameras pan to Taylor every time Travis Kelce does something cool on the field. He’ll be trapped in his luxury suite like a bloated orange Dracula, forced to watch as America showers attention on someone who didn’t have to pay hush money to get there.

Let’s talk about the Eagles.

Philadelphia is the one city in America that hates Trump more than New York. They booed Santa Claus. They threw batteries at a guy dressed as the Easter Bunny. If Trump so much as steps within city limits, the Liberty Bell itself will crack even further out of sheer disgust. He disinvited the Eagles from the White House in 2018, pretending it was his choice, but the reality was clear: they were never going to show up to begin with. That level of rejection still haunts him. And now, if the Eagles win, he’ll have to sit through another moment of their triumph, looking like a guy who just got his golf course repossessed.

But if the Chiefs win? Oh, buddy. That means Swift—his sworn mortal enemy, the woman who has everything he desperately wants—will be front and center in the biggest celebration of the year. And Trump will be left watching, powerless, as she hugs Kelce, laughs, and reminds America why she’s an actual icon while he’s just some old man yelling at clouds.

There is no outcome where Trump walks away from this night happy. If the Eagles win, he’ll melt down about how the NFL is rigged against him, as if Roger Goodell personally kneecapped Patrick Mahomes. If the Chiefs win, he’ll have to pretend Taylor Swift doesn’t exist, while America collectively watches her dance in the skybox like the deity she is. Either way, he will spend the night drowning in his own irrelevance.

By the time he’s back on Truth Social, the meltdown will be historic. He’ll claim the refs were in on it. He’ll accuse Swift of being a deep-state plant. He’ll insist the cheers were actually for him, and that the “fake news” just edited the footage.

But none of it will matter.

Because when the confetti falls, the cameras will be on Taylor. On the Eagles. On Mahomes. On literally anyone but him.

And that, more than anything else, is Trump’s worst nightmare: a world that moves on without him.

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Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift hugging and celebrating the big #SuperBowlLVIII win! 🥹🫶🏈

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