#these are mostly refs for me so they’re not really cleaned up yet x)

[khytal]

I was gonna work on this some more tonight but I ended up gaming so um. 👍

insect glaive/light bowgun for vash, and gunlance for wolfwood (tho I was also considering switch axe and greatsword. heavy bowgun’s the obvious choice but everyone has a gun in trigun and it’d be boring if I only did bowguns so gunlance feels like a good compromise for wolfwood)

[uswnt-owns-this-homo]

Just Us (Kelley O’Hara x Reader)

There are many ways to kiss someone. Y/N would know. She’d done her fair share of kissing strangers, mostly in college, always before she’d met Kelley O’Hara.

 Y/N had transferred to Stanford soccer in her sophomore year, the college calling to her, and her full ride opportunity heavily dealing with the move across the country. She was the newbie, the only sophomore on the team who didn’t know anyone. And Kelley had latched on to her. Talking to each other during practice, made easy by their shared forward position, turned into study dates, which turned into being roommates in their junior and senior years, which led to a budding relationship, which turned into both of them making the senior women’s national team.

 Y/N POV:

We’ve done it. We’ve actually made it to the finals in the world cup. There’s only one game standing between us and a world cup win. We’re all in the hotel, eating breakfast the day of the game against the Netherlands. Kelley, the ‘kids’, and I are all sitting together. Kelley and I woke up early today to have a mini celebration, just the two of us. We had some fruit, coffee, and spent some time out on the hotel balcony. This day is one of the most important of our lives, not only Kelley and I, but everyone.

 I take a small scoop out of my yogurt, see that Kells has managed to snag an orange flavored one, and swipe some out of her cup. She gives me a small smile and I wish that I could just kiss her without worrying about what the world would say. We’ve been dating since the middle of junior year, but haven’t come out to the public yet, wanting to be able to focus on our game and to take home the World Cup, without any ridicule or influence from the public. I wipe a bit of yogurt off my face and lean my head on Kelley’s shoulder.

 We all finish eating and go upstairs to change into our warmup gear. Kelley and I head up to our room, riding the elevator with Sonny and Lindsey. We walk in and do our hair, put on the warm up gear, get our phones, earbuds, and gear, and head down to the bus. The team loads up the bus and I take a moment to smile and thank the bus driver, most of my teammates doing the same. I take a seat in the middle of the bus, grabbing a blanket from the front seat and patting the spot beside me for Kelley. She grins, takes a seat, and I spread the blanket over us. Preath takes a seat beside us and Kelley bumps my shoulder, nodding to where they’re mirroring our position, blanket, shoulders pressing together, and large grins covering their faces. I smile and nod at Tobin and Christen. Kelley takes out her phone and I take out my airpods. They automatically connect and I offer one of the buds to Kelley. She turns on her favorite pre-game playlist and I lean my head against the window, putting my legs out in the aisle as Kelley takes a seat between my legs.

 We get to the stadium and I stretch my arms above my head as we all file out of the bus. We go to the locker rooms to quickly put on our shin guards and boots. Kelley and I both go to our side-by-side cubbies. I slide my shin guards in and tie my white and gold boots. Kelley finishes up tying her boots and we both turn to each other. We do our handshake, hopping around slightly and yelling before both falling silent, our arms propped up against the bench. I stare into her eyes, my arm trembling.

 “Come on, babe, you know you want to give in.”

She snorts, her arm inching downward.

 “Not a chance, sweetheart, we both know you’re going to lose,”

This goes on for about 3 minutes, the rest of the locker room ignoring us, used to our pre-game oddities that started when we played in college. I finally manage to force Kelley’s hand down. I jump up and yell.

 “Take that, babey, winner for the 4th time in a row, that’s right!”

She shakes her head and we all head out to do warm ups as a team.

  I watch from my spot on the bench as the team takes the field. Kelley is starting and I wish I could be out there with her, though I’ve been told I’ll be getting some minutes later on. The whistle blows and the team starts to play. There’s a hard hit against Kelley in the late minutes of the first half that has me out of my seat for a moment, but other than that there really isn’t much of the Netherlands in our box. When Ali is subbed in for Kelley I stand up, offering Kels my water bottle, which she takes with a grateful nod. We sit down and watch as our team continues to dominate the Netherland’s team, our shoulders pressed together and our heads leaned in close as we discuss the game. At the 87th minute I’m subbed in place of Megan. I stretch out my hamstring and get ready for the next start of play. The Netherlands player tosses the ball in and I’m immediately on the receiving player, forcing her to pass the ball. This breaks down and Chris quickly gets the ball, managing to sneak one to me on the 18, which I hit with my left foot and drive home, right past the Netherlands keeper. I let out a loud cheer, grabbing onto my jersey and almost ripping it, before Christen reaches me and grabs my hands.

 “Now, y/n, we don’t need any ripped jerseys, no reason to scar anyone”

I groan and bury my hands in my face, smiling.

 “Dude, that was one practice, one!”

She smiles and we set back up for kick off, focusing on keeping the game 2-0 for the next 2 minutes.

  We hold off the Netherlands and the whistle blows. As soon as the ref reaches up to her face, I’m cheering and hugging Christen and Lindsey, and anyone else I can get my hands on. There are tears streaming down my face, but what can I say, we just won a fucking World Cup. I see Kelley and sprint to her. I’m so happy and overwhelmed that we look at each other, take a moment to nod, and the next thing I know I have my arms full of the flying squirrel. Her arms and legs are around my shoulders and torso, her face right next to mine. I hug her, spin around once or twice, and then I grab her neck, pulling her in desperately, trying to convey all the happiness, relief, and genuine love I feel. We kiss until Sonnett runs up, slapping both of us on the back.

 “Guys, We Did It! We Won A Freakin’ World CUP!”

We both laugh and look at each other. I grab her hand and we go to celebrate with the rest of the team. Ali and Ash both look at us, nod, and continue to talk to Crystal and Broonie.

  It feels like hours before we’re back in the locker room, which has been stocked with champagne. We all come running in and grabbing at the bottles. Someone shakes one and uncorks it, spraying alcohol everywhere. I grab two pairs of beer goggles, one for Kels and one for me. I also grab a couple of bottles, tucking them under my arm and trying to sort out where Kelley is in between all the twerking and spraying alcohol. I hear Ash yelling at her instagram followers and smile, waving my bottles and winking when she turns to camera in my direction. I find Kelley by Tobin and hand her the goggles. I lean in close to her ear and smile when she shivers.

 “I’m gonna go chill on one of the benches, you have fun being a frat boy, I’ll see you on the bus?”

She nods and grins when I kiss her on the neck. I go find Christen and sit next to her, offering her a bottle of champagne and smiling when she declines it, just like she always does when someone offers her alcohol. I shrug and sit next to her, uncorking one bottle and taking a celebratory swig.

 “So, how’s it feel to have another star under your belt, Chris?”

She grins and we spend the time in the locker room talking about the game, and staring at our respective partners. I watch Kelley dance around with Sonnett, Mal, and Rose, smiling and yelling.

  Most people would be bothered by the fact that their girlfriend, who they just won a World Cup with, is partying instead of talking with them, but it’s always been that Kelley is the social one, the partyer, while I chill and get steadily drunker, until I join her as the party animal and frat daddy that the fans know her as. Besides, talking to Christen and getting wasted while she smiles at Tobin and talks about her past experiences isn’t too shabby either. We all spend some time in the locker room before we make our way to the bus, which is also filled with champagne and snacks. We all file in, me and Kelley grabbing our seats next to Preath. She’s swaying slightly and her words are noticeably slurred.

 “Baaabe! We jus-wonaworldCup!”

I smile at Christen as she looks over.

 “I know Kel, pretty exciting isn’t it?”

I put my arm around her shoulder and let her mumble excitedly in my ear, her head tucked underneath mine. We ride back to the hotel and I spend the whole time thinking about the win. A thought hits me as we go to walk off the bus and I reach out to stop Kelley.

 “Babe, it doesn’t bother you that I kissed you when we won, right? I mean I basically outed us without your permission, oh god,”

Kelley just looks at me and holds my hand, raising it above her head and turning to Ash, who is of course documenting our walk of pride off the bus.

  “I want every *hic* body to listen up! Now, this is my girlfriend, and I love her very much, and we just won a World Cup and she’s worried if I’m mad cause she kisses me! Well, I’m not! I’m proud of us, all of us, and I think that if my girlfriend wants to kiss me she should be able to! No fear, no worry, no anxiety or care over what anyone will think!”

As she finishes her mini rant she reaches up, grabs my face, and kisses me like we just won a World Cup. There are a couple of wolf whistles and I know this is going to be everywhere tomorrow, but we all file off of the bus and go up to our rooms to clean up a bit before we start to party. I lead Kelley up to our room, getting her a bottle of water and making her drink a bit before she gets in the shower. I wait for her to get out of the shower before I gently tuck her into bed.

  “Night Kel, I’ll be in in a minute, I’m going to grab a shower,”

She waves and I chuckle as I gather my pj’s. I get a quick shower before coming out. I see Kelly completely starfished on the bed and laugh. I grab her arm and try to maneuver her without waking her up.

 “Whas happenin’ babe, why’re ya movin’ aroun’ so much?”

 “Sorry, just trying to move so I can come to bed, babe, night,”

She mutters something but wraps her arm around my waist and buries her head in my neck. I sigh and smile before falling asleep.

   I wake up to snoring and our alarm blaring. I quickly shut it off and go about making Kelley and I coffee. I get everything brewing and go back to the bed. Kelley’s hair is insane, and her face is scrunched up from the sun that’s shining across her nose. I climb into the bed and gently kiss her nose, moving to her cheeks, and eventually making my way to her lips.

 “Baaabe, it’s time to waaake upp,”

She groans and I smile.

 “I have coffee and a hug if you get up, we have to get down to meet up with the team so we can go home Kell,”

She slowly wakes up and stretches before giving me a kiss. We slowly get ready, Kel obviously sporting a hangover. She grabs a tanktop with my last name on the back, some sweats, a pair of slides, and a baseball hat. We head downstairs and the team cheers as we get to the lobby for breakfast.

  “There’s the love birds! Have either of y’all seen social media today?”

We both shake our heads and Ashlyn takes out her phone to show us the results of our impromptu kiss at the game. Most of the comments are positive, only a few negative people, and a few heartfelt messages saying how thankful they are that we decided to come out. I give Kelley a quick side hug and we split to get breakfast, Kelley covering food and me covering our second coffees of the day. We all eat and get on the bus, Kelley again picking a seat next to preath. We all get settled and Kelley lays her head on my shoulder, mirroring Tobin. I grin at Christen and get a text from Ashlyn.

   Ash the Destroyer: Doesn’t it feel good to just kiss the girls we want to kiss?

I type out a quick reply and squeeze Kelley’s hand.

   Y/N: Yeah, it feels pretty great. No more hiding, no more worries, just us.

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