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pinkyqily · 15 days ago

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Esmee Brugts request!!?? R is a barista or waitress and esmee goes to the place R works at a lot, and R has a mini crush on Esmee and finds out the crush is mutual when Esmee asks R out?

COFFEE CRUSH ━ EB²⁴

summary: you gain a little crush on a regular. you thought it was one-sided, but seems like you're wrong.

contains: barista!reader, pining, very fluffy, lesbians being cute

author notes: felt a spark of motivation to write, so here you go anon! will be getting around to my other requests soon i swear. sorry for not posting in forever 😞 writer's block and school have been kicking my ass.

word count: 2.1k

currently playing bewitched by laufey 🎧

❛ you bewitch me

every damn second you're with me

i try to think straight

but i'm falling so badly, i'm coming apart

you wrote me a note, cast a spell on my heart

and bewitched me

bewitched me ❜

your hands are slightly aching from making drinks all for most of the morning. you don't know why so many people believe the small, family-owned café you have been working at for the past year is a starbucks, but it is far from that. there are basic drinks like coffee, americanos, cappuccinos, etc, and some others that are unique to the shop like a sweet strawberry and mango drink that you take to classes with you at least once a week. anyways, the point is you are tired of people coming into the café wanting overcomplicated personal orders with a bunch of pumps and add-ons.

thankfully, the morning rush is pretty much over with a few customers lingering in the café. you're wiping off one of the counters when you hear the bell on the door chime.

"welcome to that coffee spot café, how many i help you..?" you say, turning to see face whoever entered. your face breaks out into a smile when you see it's esmee, the footballer who has been coming here every morning for the past three months.

"just my usual," esmee smiles as she approaches the register area. she looks so pretty today; new braids, nicely dressed in warm colors that seem to match her perfectly, and of course, her adorable face to add onto that.

"coming right up!"

milk, few shots of espresso, ice, and steamed milk foam to top it off. you make the drink easily, having it basically memorized at this point. esmee is a common and welcome sight around the shop. she always comes in at exactly ten o'clock right after the morning rush, doesn't rush you to finish her order even though you know she has practice to get to, and she always sticks around for a few minutes to converse with you. it's not that different of a routine from other shop regulars, but it feels special with her. perhaps it's because of your growing crush on the woman. it's not your fault that you're attracted to her; she's tall, athletic, sweet, and considerate. totally your type.

you grab one of the blueberry muffins that were baked earlier before sliding the iced cappuccino and muffin across the counter, "here you go."

"and here you go. thank you." esmee takes both then hands over her usual total of €10.40 and per usual, she doesn't immediately leave after receiving her order.

you are thankful that the shop doesn't really get any business during this time because you would rather talk to the athlete with a pretty smile than do your job at the moment.

there are a few seconds of silence between you two as esmee takes the first sip of her drink. your eyes focus on her lips when she licks them afterward. you look away when she looks at you.

"this is great per usual," esmee says.

"only the best for you." did that sound flirty? you didn't mean to come off like that, but seems like your words did. the flirting mistake doesn't seem to bother esmee, though. quite the opposite apparently. you believe your eyes are deceiving you as esmee looks away with a shy smile on her lips. you swear you notice a light shade of pink coating her brown skin as well. is she blushing? your heart perks up at the assumption. don't look too deep into it. some people blush at any compliment. you tell yourself. it couldn't be a possibility that esmee actually feels some sort of attraction towards you. no way.

a few seconds later, esmee looks at you, shy smile still on her lips. "..so how has your morning been so far?" she says.

"please, you do not want to know."

you two fall into a short conversation about the morning rush that eventually leads into you slightly ranting about how some customers have entitlement issues. esmee listens closely, laughing at some of your insults directed towards the irritating customers you dealt with today so far. her laugh makes your heart flutter every single time. your crush is growing by the day. maybe it's a not so little crush anymore.

"you can't just call customers pests," esmee laughs, her cappuccino halfway gone.

"says who?" you say.

"i think said your manager." you laugh at that, shaking your head.

esmee shifts the conversation to practice, which sounds way more interesting than it should. probably because the words are coming out of the dutch player's mouth. esmee can make anything sound interesting with ease.

unfortunately, soon enough esmee has to leave, and you have to get back to work.

"-see you tomorrow morning, esmee," you say with a smile. it seems like you can't stop smiling whenever esmee is around. no wonder your mouth hurts after every shift.

esmee looks at you with a look you can't understand before pulling out her phone. she purses her lips then says, "i was actually hoping we could see each other sooner than that."

"oh?" your eyes widen slightly in surprise before you cool your expression. totally not mentally freaking out about how the woman you have been sorta crushing on for the past three months might possibly be asking you out right now.

"can i take you out to dinner? tonight?" the nervousness in her voice makes you swoon. she slides her phone over the counter, the screen open on the number dial.

you nod, blushing, "yes, sure. gosh."

esmee lets out a chuckle at your response. you grab her phone to type in your number, saving the contact under your name with a heart. you feel like you're flying as you hand esmee her phone back.

your delusional mind that has been storing away a small amount of hope that esmee was crushing on you back was not so delusional after all. your heart races as your hands brush against hers during the exchange.

"i'll see you tonight then?" esmee says, slipping her phone into her pocket.

"see you tonight," you wave her goodbye as she turns to walk to the door. esmee waves back once she reaches the door before leaving out of the shop entirely. you watch her walk away until she is out of sight.

you can't even savor the moment as a few customers come in right after. what were you saying about there barely being any business around this time?

it feels your shift passes by at the snail speed, your mind stuck on the upcoming dinner date with esmee, then the orders you have to fulfill. you still have to go through a round of classes at your university today with you ending on a seven o'clock class that bleeds into nine o'clock. you almost consider skipping it, but when you text esmee about it, she tells you to focus on your studies.

another admirable trait to add to the list. she cares for your academic well-being. how much better can this woman get?

you finished your class that felt like it was dragging on for ages. going back to your apartment to shower and change into a nice outfit. it seems like all the cute clothes have disappeared from your closet as you go through it.

maybe the pink halter dress you got for your birthday? no.

or the gold, body con dress your sister let you borrow a week ago? no.

that white dress with lace floral detail you bought ages ago but never wore? no. you aren't about to get married to her for fuck sakes.

you decide to forget about wearing a dress and settle on a black, long-sleeved shirt that fits snug on your frame and a long, black skirt to match. you go for a simple ponytail, proceeding to slip on your jewelry and flats. it's not like anyone is going to see what shoes you're wearing anyway. you're somewhat satisfied with the person you see looking back at you in the mirror, but looking good doesn't make your nerves calm down at all.

esmee probably looks so good. she always seems to dress nicely when you see her at the shop. you smile to yourself, wondering about how esmee decided to dress up. maybe a somewhat fancy croptop and some fitting pants? you wouldn't mind seeing the abs she probably has been hiding under her outfits. or she could be wearing a casual suit. that would look good on her, too. anything would look good on her.

speaking of esmee, your phone, laying on your bed, vibrates. you grab the device, smiling even more as a text message from her pops up.

esmee 💫

i'm outside

come out when you're ready ❤️

of course, ever considerate.

you

coming!

you look in your bathroom mirror once more before grabbing your purse and phone and leaving out of your apartment. your heart races as you enter the elevator. you can't help but to let the anxiety in your mind run wild as the elevator goes down to the ground floor. what if esmee sees you and realizes she doesn't like you outside of the café? what if you two talk for longer than ten minutes, and she realizes she actually finds you annoying?

your mind puts out every bad situation that could happen before, during, and after the date. each one, ending with esmee never talking to you again. the elevator comes to a stop, and you step out of it. your nerves calm down a bit, walking to the entrance door of your building. you walk out into the barcelona night air, heart a bit lighter than before.

there's esmee leaning against her car, head down as she looks at her phone. she looks up when the sound of the entrance door closing sounds out into the relatively quiet street.

you notice her eyes are laser-focused on you as you approach the car. she hasn't said a word.

"hey.. good evening to you too," your fingers play with one of the bracelets your wrist as you look at her.

esmee snaps out of the you-induced daze she was in, speaking, "hi. you look.. wow."

"didn't know wow was adjective." you laugh, your eyes taking in esmee's appearance. she's wearing white dress pants and a matching dress shirt that is left open to reveal the black tank top underneath. the outfit fits her well and sends your heart rate through the roof.

"sorry. what i meant to say was you look stunning," esmee says, her eyes looking you up and down before looking you in the eye.

has eye contact always made you feel this warm?

"you look stunning, too. it's nice to see you more dressed up"

"i tried to wear an outfit that i hoped would impress you."

"i'm impressed. it looks gorgeous on you."

esmee blushes (that you know for sure this time around) before opening the passenger door for you, making you smile for the tenth time today. once you're in, she shuts the door and walks around the car to get into the driver's side. you look at her as she gets in. since when have you found someone getting in a car hot?

the dutch player notices your eyes on her right away and smiles, clearly enjoying the attention. she looks at you for a few minutes before saying, "your seatbelt?"

"huh?" you blink at her in confusion, too distracted by her lips that you really want to taste right now.

she chuckles as she shakes her head, "your seltbelt, y/n." you swear this woman is trying to cause you to have a heart attack as she leans over and snaps in your seltbelt for you. now you're really distracted. when she pulls away, you catch a whiff of her lavender scented perfume.

you laugh, "oh... sorry. guess my mind was off somewhere else"

"yeah, i wonder why," esmee gives you a knowing look before snapping in her own selt belt.

and then you two are off.

the ride to the restaurant is full of listening to your favorite songs as esmee lets you control the aux. it's a surprise to you to learn she has some of the same music taste as you. how perfect can this woman get?

after parking in a spot on the street that is close to the restaurant, esmee gets out first, and comes around the car to open the passenger door for you just like she did earlier. you smile at her as you get out, linking your arm with hers after she shuts the door. you feel like you're on fire, being so close to her. that lavender perfume is definitely going to become your favorite scent along the line if this date goes well.

"10:50 reservation for two?" esmee says to the hostess when you two walk inside. while esmee talks to the hostess, you take in the restaurant. it's simple but luxurious with white, black, and gold being the primary colors for the interior. the style of the restaurant you could only describe as chic.

after esmeee and the hostess stops talking, she gestures for you two to follow. she walks to a table in a corner that feels secluded and personal. "thank you," you say as the woman walks away.

wanting to do something nice for esmee after she has been treating you like a princess since she picked you up, you unlink your arm with hers and go pull out her chair. she gives you a bashful smile before sitting down. you let your hand touch her shoulder before going to sit in your own chair.

"so.. do you like it?" esmee asks, absentmindedly playing with her fingers on top of the table. being nervous is a cute look on her.

you nod with a smile, "this place is so pretty. i don't get how you got a reservation so fast."

"just got lucky, i guess." esmee laughs softly. the actual truth is that she has been planning to ask you out for a while, gotten over her nerves the day before, and booked the reservation last night. she doesn't know what she would have done if the small signs you liked her was just you being friendly or doing your job.

you take over the conversation while esmee happily listens. a waiter comes by the table soon enough and gets both of your orders with you two, both eager to eat. it's definitely the excitement from being on a first date that's contributing to your hunger.

over the course of the date, esmee starts to loosen up and talk more. you hear about her life when she lived in the netherlands, her passion for football, and how she is enjoying barcelona. you learn her favorite dish that she so happens to order off the menu. you learn that she loves sweets and the cold and prefers having her hair out then in a hairstyle. by the end of the date, you feel closer to her. those ten minute conversations at the café were nice, but this is way more fulfilling.

esmee foots the bill even though you try to protest. "it's my treat," she says while pulling out her wallet. you note to treat her back sometime in the near future.

on the way back to your apartment building instead of music filling the space in the car, the laughter and conversation between you two fills it instead.

the happy mood you have been in for the past two hours dampens a bit as esmee parks in front of your apartment building. you aren't ready to depart from her when this feels like just the beginning of a fun night.

esmee cuts down the radio before glancing at you. she licks her lips, obviously a little nervous. "i really enjoyed myself tonight," she says.

you're quick to respond, "me too. you're so nice to be around. this was perfect."

she smiles, glancing at your left hand sitting on your thigh before reaching over and placing her hand on top of yours. the contact makes you feel so hot even with the ac blasting in the car. your heart rate has been peaking way too much today.

"i'm glad. i wanted this date to go well so badly.. i liked you for a while now, truthfully."

"i liked you for a while, too, since you started coming to the shop regularly," you say.

esmee looks at you with a surprised look. "are you serious?" she says.

"yeah! you would gain a crush, too, if a pretty woman was coming into your job every day."

"i actually started to come to the shop more because i wanted to see you."

now it was your turn to look at her surprised. your cheeks hurt as you smile at her, "seriously?"

"seriously. your iced cappuccinos are nice, but.. i find you to be even better." esmee glances at your lips, hesitation swirling in her eyes before she leans closer. eventually closing the space between you two to give you a short kiss. it's quick, but just enough for you. tasting esmee's chapstick is a win in your book even if it is only for barely a minute. a satisfied smile sits on her lips as she pulls away.

"good night," esmee squeezes your hand before letting it go. she goes back to sitting in her seat, happy look on her face.

"good night, esmee," you unbuckle your seatbelt, grab your purse, and give esmee another smile before getting out of the car. esmee doesn't pull off until you are inside the building.

40 minutes later and your phone vibrates.

esmee 💫

sleep well 🫶🏾

you

sweet dreams 💞💞

you sleep with a smile on your face that night.

author notes: slowly but surely making my comeback. this is pretty short, but my best writing in months. ty to anon for this request 😚❤️ hope you guys enjoyed.

#pinkyqily fic recs #if you delete this I'll lose my marbles

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clairesblouse · 9 days ago

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Whispers of the Sea

𓇼 Chapter 7 │ Chapter 8 │ Chapter 9

𓇼 SMAU (Rafe Cameron)

𓇼 Ex-childhoodfriend!Rafe Cameron x Poet/Blogger!Reader

𓇼 Not finished!

𓇼 Masterlist of "Whispers of the Sea"

𓇼 Summary: "Whispers of the Sea" breathes life into forgotten memories through wistful poems and hidden truths. Drawn to it's words, Rafe finds himself chasing echoes of a past he can’t fully recall. The anonymous blogger is the childhood friend forgotten in time. Rafe searches for the pieces of a forgotten puzzle, trying to make sense of the storm brewing in his mind, while his heart fills with the poems of the girl he once adored.

julie's notes: hope yall like this one. i put my heart into the journal writing (not relatable at all) if u wanna be added to the taglist just lmk!! xoxo

taglist: @pinkyqily @frankoceanluvr11 @urbrunettebombshell @angelicameron @amidvalas

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pinkyqily · 28 days ago

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We'll help you through it [Ingrid engen x mapi lèon x r]

Contains : mention of depression

A/n : this a repost of my fics, my request are open

Least to say that you we're struggling life sucking every single one of your motion to keep living it felt like you lost all hope in your self you didn't know what it was but your mental health decline took a toll on you.

Every day felt like a struggle to be alive and keep on breathing. but thanks to your amazing girlfriends who were able to notice what was wrong with you.

It all started with when they had to leave a lot for away machetes you get that it was apart of their job but sometimes you felt lonely and jealous about what the two could be doing without it.

You doing what you do best overthink the whole situation but nevertheless you were able to push back.

You stopped answering there calls and texts whenever they sent in one. Just wachting the phone ring away without trying to pick it up.

Feeling worthless and unimportant as life would have been better if you just stopped living you thought to yourself.

But you never get close to doing it. It's been weeks since you last saw them as you've been ignored them.

You had a new routine now wake up work sleep and eat. And well repeat totally ignoring your other aspect of life.

Mapi and Ingrid had obviously noticed the pattern in your behavior and decided to vist you as soon has they could.

"Ingrid you think all this is enough". Mapi asked Ingrid showing her comfort bag that they brought for you filled with your favorite snacks to everything that you like.

three different brands of your favorite chocolate, huge ass blankets you wanted to get but didn't they had it your favorite movies had it makeup,dresses, accessories they had it all but mapi over here was still worrying that it wasn't enough.

"Mapi it enough or maybe to much". Ingrid questioned.

"Let's just go". she said to her girlfriend

They finally got your place with the spare key and weren't really expecting to see you in the condition that you were in.

With just one look at you it was quite obvious that you weren't getting enough sleep nor eating enough.

They both immediately dropped the things they had rushing to your side. It hurt them to see you this way like you were waiting on death.

Ingrid was the first to speak up. "Baby I'm so sorry we haven't been there for you".

"Nothing is your fault I'm particularly to blame".

"No don't say that about yourself".she told you

Mapi on the other hand didn't know what to say so she just pulled you three into a hug. you all stayed like that for a while before Ingrid started cleaning.

the whole place and convinced you to go take a bath so you could feel more relaxed. mapi was changing your bedsheets and placing the things that they got you.

By the time that you were out your places was looking better than it was before.

Ingrid made you a bowl of spicy soup putting it down and helping you with your hair and clothes on. You ate what Ingrid had prepare with mapi feeding you and not missing a single drop.

After that they both convinced you to leave the house for some fresh air. And that what you did getting in the car mapi first went back to there place to pick up bagheera to join you guys.

Having bagheera join you guys on the beach was perfect the cat being there made you perceived and calm. It wouldn't have been your normal couples walk if mapi didn't start talking you and Ingrida ears off.

Something that you missed even though she could go on for hours she was recently yapping about. how patri and pina were quite obvious about each other but to afraid to confess and how she was going to play cupid.

Let's to say you felt happy and a little better all you need was come comfort and love from you girls which they understood.

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pinkyqily · 3 days ago

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Lauren James x reader

Lauren spots reader at every game and every time before final whistle reader leaves, one time she tries to approach reader because that one time reader had stayed till the end of the game but when she approached the seats where she was sitting reader had disappeared, the girl's thinks she's making thing's up because they've never seen someone of the discription until the last game at Stamford Bridge...

(my thought process ran out so the ending is up to you 😭)

𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙍𝙊𝙒𝘿 - laurel james x reader

Summary: in which your girlfriend teammates think she made you up until recent games were they finally meet you.

Contains: fluff, suggestive

A/n: Sorry it took me so long to complete your request, and hopefully you enjoyed reading as much i did writing it, my request are opened so if you have any send em'. And as always feedbacks,reblog,likes,comments are always appreciated as they motivates me 🫶🏿

You and Lauren had been talking to each other for over a year now before she had asked you to be her girlfriend.

It was a heartfelt proposal, the moment you walked in your favorite coffee place that she had reserved just for the two of you made you speechless from the luke warm lights to the well homemade pastries and drinks along with the beautiful garden view.

Which was one of your favorite things about the cafe. Everything felt perfect at that moment. so when Lauren asked you to be her girlfriend even before she could get those words out, you immediately connected your lips to hers.

Which brings you to now every time Lauren would try and introduce you to her teammates something always happened that makes you leave early than expected. You would be in the stands wachting your girl and her teammates play, but every time before the final whistles blows you had to leave because something was always coming up.

The first time that it happened, you were at chelsea home game but had to leave due to someone breaking into your house as you had gotten a notification. from your homes alarm system indicating unknown activity.

which was a false call, It was your neighbors cat that had gotten through using the kitchen windows. Which lj understood, but that didn't stop her from all the teasing you'd get from her.

The second time, it happened you had to leave early around halftime because of a wardrobe malfunction and getting called back into work as you worked for a high journalism company.

Your girlfriend understood, but when she got home, she was the reason for a full wardrobe malfunction with your clothes,body, and bed.

And we'll today would be the third time that you had disappeared and Lauren's teammates had been giving her a hard time telling her that it was okay if she had an imaginary girlfriend even though you were hundred percent real to lj.

Why wouldn't you when she would come home combine her body heat to yours.

But that was not the case with lj and her teammates because after searching for you in the friends and family section, it was a no go as you had already left.

You on the other had had to leave your section because of the nois as you couldn't hear the other end if your cellphone call. But you were able to make it onto the field with lauren's brother reece, who had been waiting for you.

Seeing lj getting picked on her teammates and her about to head inside you quickly called out to her.

"Lauren baby wait up". You said loud enough for heads to start turning your direction.

Millie was the one with a shocked face following in the others who had a huge look of disbelief.

"Hey there, you thought you left me."She told you

"Office called, and it was getting way too noisy, and I had to move it outside."You told her.

"Wait, so you're actually real, and this one right here wasn't lying all this time when she told us you were coming." Sam voice spoke up.

"Well, I was at your last two games but had to leave due to technical emergency, so it definitely wasn't a lie, and I'm as real as it gets."You told her.

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pinkyqily · 13 days ago

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Esmee 😭😂 she has a good sense of humor and I it

Vicky getting jumped 😭😭

#pinkyqily reblogs

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pinkyqily · 1 month ago

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LJ AND HER SUPER COOL GIRLFRIEND [Lauren.James x reader]

Summary: Your girlfriend asked you to help her braid her hair and who are you to decline.

A/N: finally putting out a fic after months of not writing this is a fic that randomly came to me and I had to write it, I plan on updating this fic from time to time so stay tuned for that,if you have any requests for this feel free to let me know in my inbox and I'm also taking new requests if you have any send them my way.

ALSO THIS A REPOST FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT

Contains: Lauren james x blk reader, reader is black but feel free to use your imagination, why is the title this you may ask because this fic is like those romcom with the werid ass name that aren't that werid but ppl don't get it, plus this was how the fic idea came to me lj had a really cool gf so yeah, there's no tw just a lovey dovey fic 💘.

To say lauren was obsessed with you was an understatement because if she could worship you from dusk till dawn. She would, without hesitation people always seem to be surprised that someone like her could end up with a woman like you.

You find it stereotypical stupid just because you're both two women in a relationship it shouldn't matter what your pillars are cause of the world difference.

But in all honesty, you couldn't careless especially when you're with the woman who fulfills every single one of your desires and loves you down to earth.

One thing you loved about Lauren was her hair and how she embraced it. Even though it was rare, she would let anyone touch it unless she was getting it done that was all.

So today, when she had asked you to braid her hair before the match against arsenal, you couldn't pass on the moment.

You were scrolling on your phone while you waited for your girlfriend to come join you downstairs so you could start. Unknowingly to you didn't hear Lauren heading downstairs as you felt two pairs of hands grabbing you by your waist.

"Hello to you too james". You told her

"Hey, my love." She said has her arms where still wrapped around your waist.

"So what hairstyle are you thinking of doing?". You asked her.

I was thinking about doing sum cornrows my love".she said while laying her head on your lap.

"Umm good choice".you told her before getting started on her hair.

In between doing Lauren hair you had to stop her from trying to touch you if not you wouldn't be able to finish doing it but knowing lauren you knew she wouldn't give up without a fight.

So that's how you ended on the floor on top of her instead of finishing the rest.

"Lauren, let go of me we can do this later I got have to finish braiding your hair". You tried telling her which was no use cause the grip she had on your waist was strong.

"How about you give me a kiss then we can continue."

"But I already did". You said while rolling your eyes at her.

"Lips and cheeks are not the same thing babe".all of a sudden, you felt a light smack on your thighs.

"Lauren." You yelled out her name after

"I love listening to the sound of my name coming out your mouth."she told as her thumb brushed your lips.

After your Makeout session with Lauren, you we're finally able to finish doing the rest of her hair without any disturbances.

"Baby I'm done doing your hair." You called out only to realize she had fallen asleep on your lap, not being able to do anything about it you grabbed the blanket that was already on the couch and layed it around the both of you.

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pinkyqily · 13 days ago

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Thinking about silentkook!reader, while everyone is fighting about social scale differences she's just there to chil around the island and write handwritten letters, was the first one to discover the boat under water but she left it as it's because what her business, only form of communication is by her letters or writing notes if not she's not replying, silentkook!reader who was jj childhood bestfriend but after an accident that happened her family had to move away, silentkook!reader who isn't defined by her privilege and lifestyle, if you can't find her working at club she's definitely at the lighthouse her favorite place to write letters. silentkook!reader who knows the island like the back of her hands but always gazing through it like she lost something.

Lemme know if you'll read this type of fic with a reader Iike this !

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pinkyqily · 19 days ago

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Conflict [esme brugts x reader]

A/n: fic repost, the plot of this fic is actually silly cause I don't even think it do able but that's a reason why we all have imagination

You were never the type to starts arguing with the ref or player's.Yes you've had your moments here and there which would be rare.

but today of all day anthea decided that you would be her target.

you knew it was apart of the job but at some point she kept pushing and fouling you around like some ragdoll and you've had enough and weren't going to be pushed around any longer than enough.

It was like your teammates could read your mind around half time alexia lucy and Irene came up to you.

"Whatever plan is going on in your little head don't do it just ignore athena it not worth running el classico for yourself". alexia told you which the other's agreed.

"Fine".was all you could get out.

"Don't let her get to you kid you got a brick heart so let's keeping playing like that". Ona added.

"Thanks guys I'll try". You told them.

After the little chit chat the game had resume and it seemed liked the real madrid coach had told athena something. cause right now all she's been doing was bitching around and talking smack whenever she got close to you.

You ignored her for half time and tried focusing on the game that would be before. Right now you had the ball as ona passed it to you with a clean pass.

which you got has you were about to kick it in the goal you spotted athena coming your way you quickly dribbled the ball around her.

and as you we're kicking it into the goal it got to athena who also seemed to be flying in with the ball and obviously into net along with your goal.

You didn't know to celebrate or just stand there trying to think about how on earth you mange to pull that.

You wanted to get her ass but definitely not like that. before you knew it athena was marching past you and started yelling at you.

you both got into a very heated argument which lead to both teams having to pull there player.

The ref was thankful on your side after giving seeing the bull shit athena has been pulling. she got subbed off and you we're finally being able to enjoy the final moments of el classico.

Once the team had finished celebrating on the pitch everyone made there way to the dressing room.

"Ay amiga the trick you pulled on athena was badass". patri told you

"I wasn't even planning on doing that".

"as if we all know how bad you wanted to get a go at her".

"Yeah but not like that".

"Patri just drop it she's clearly not in the mood". esme called putting an end to patri teasing she wasn't the type to always speak out as she had a very shy persona.

"lo siento, amiga". She apologized.

"No worries you told her". es you ready to go,you called out to her.

"Yeah let's go".she said grabbing you're hand.

"Bye guys".you both told your teammates before leaving.

"Thanks for your help out there and in the changing room". You told her as you both arrived at your destination.

"No worries there isn't anything I would do for my favorite girl and what patri was right earlier theway you knocked her into the net was badass babe". She told with a bright smile on her face.

"If you say so now let's forget about it and enjoy our dinner at the restaurant".

The rest of the night was filled with a lot of love from esme she made sure to give you extra massages and kisses which made you feel better.

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