Once one of England's most formidable players, Jaycee Jones arrives in Barcelona carrying a reputation she no longer recognises. On the pitch, she is rebuilding. Off it, she is still learning how to exist inside a life reshaped by loss. Barcelona is meant to be a reset. A new club, a new city, a different language for both football and living. But grief is not so easily left behind. It lingers in her pauses, in the way she holds herself slightly apart, in the silence she carries from room to room. The team welcomes her in their own loud, familiar way. It is Alexia Putellas, the captain who watches more than she speaks, who truly notices her. Alexia recognises the signs. Not weakness, but endurance. Not distance, but survival. As Jay begins to find her rhythm again, the club becomes something steady. A routine. A pulse she can move with. Healing, though, is not linear. Grief does not fade on command. And the possibility of love, even a gentle one, asks questions Jay is not sure she is ready to answer 18+ MDNI

The Villa gave Maya and Leah a love story the world got to watch. It was supposed to be the beginning of everything. Instead, it was just the first draft. When the cameras stop rolling and the studio lights are turned off, Maya and Leah discover that loving each other in the real world is nothing like loving each other on-screen. Maya's modelling career takes off, leaving little room for the quiet future Leah wants. Distance, timing, and different dreams pull them apart, even as neither fully lets go. This time, there's no script. No producers. No audience. Just two women deciding if they can rebuild what a reality show created. Because sometimes, the truest love story begins after the final cut.

you know how to ball i know aristotle Issy Adams: World's highest grossing upcoming actress. Alexia Putellas: La Reina. Best female footballer in the world. When two worlds collide will they fit together, or cause destruction? Alexia Putellas x OC Short story

Alma Pinheiro, Brazilian born and bred. Alessia Russo, a true British beauty. Their friendship is one built on trust and a mutual need to be near each other. Only they can't see the attraction they share, only they think their friendship is purely that of friends. But Alma's girlfriend Jessica, she can see it as plain as day, she feels threatened every time Alessia is close. So she makes it her mission to torment Alessia at every opportunity, behind Alma's back obviously. A CONTINUATION OF MY ONESHOT WITH THE SAME NAME.

Alexia didn't expect to run into you five years after you disappeared on her, especially not with a little girl calling you mami, and looking just a little too much like her.

After a messy breakup with a Barcelona teammate leaves her reeling, 24-year-old Lottie Gorry transfers to Arsenal, hoping for a fresh start far from the chaos she left behind. Fierce on the pitch and guarded off it, Lottie's only lifeline in London is her older sister Katrina-and the quiet support of her best friend, Kyra. But one familiar face threatens to turn her new beginning into anything but peaceful: Steph Catley. They've known each other for years through the national team and mutual friends, but something about Steph always rubbed Lottie the wrong way-and the feeling has clearly been mutual. Now, forced together in the same squad, tensions flare fast. Snarky comments. Icy glares. And chemistry that neither of them dares to name. But as training days stretch into late-night talks and the line between hate and something more begins to blur, Lottie must decide if she's ready to trust again-even if it means risking her heart to the one person she swore she'd never fall for. Enemies. Teammates. Maybe something more. This season, everything's on the line.

A collection of WOSO imagines that I originally posted on my Tumblr.

At the pinnacle of his Formula 1 career, Max has everything he's ever dreamed of-victories, fame, and speed. But as he chases glory on the track, his childhood sweetheart and wife, Mila, is left behind in the shadows of his success. What begins as quiet neglect spirals into heartbreak, pushing Mila to make the hardest choice of all: walking away. Faced with the wreckage of the only love he's ever known, Max must decide if he's willing to fight for more than just championships-and whether it's already too late to win back the woman who once believed in him. "You're on your own kid, you always have been."

They've known each other since they were six years old. From dusty pitches to packed stadiums, Alexia Putellas and Isabella Araujo grew up side by side-rising through the ranks of La Masia, sharing dreams stitched in blaugrana, and learning what it meant to bleed for a badge long before they were old enough to understand the cost. But growing up together didn't mean growing close. Where Alexia stayed-loyal, rooted, becoming the face of FC Barcelona Femení-Isabella left. Two years at Arsenal WFC changed her. Hardened her. Gave her distance Alexia never forgave. Now Isabella is back. One year home-and somehow, everything between them is worse. Old resentments simmer beneath every pass. Every look feels like a challenge. Every shared space is a reminder of what they used to be-and what they'll never be again. Until management steps in. To protect the club's image, to quiet the rumours, to sell unity to the world, they make a decision neither of them can escape: A PR relationship. Convincing. Public. Relentless. Forced proximity blurs the line between performance and truth. Pretend touches linger too long. Staged smiles start to hurt. And somewhere between press conferences and late-night arguments, the hatred they've carried for years begins to fracture into something far more dangerous. Because the hardest thing about loving your enemy is realising they were never really your enemy at all.

Noa Queiroz and Leah Williamson have never gotten along. From clipped passes in training to icy silences in the locker room, their rivalry is no secret. They clash on the pitch, clash off it-and if either of them had a choice, they'd stay as far away from each other as possible. But when a PR nightmare threatens Arsenal's image, the club makes a decision neither of them can escape. A public relationship. A united front. And worst of all-moving in together. Suddenly, every glare has a camera on it. Every argument must be rewritten as banter. Every touch carefully staged for the press. What starts as a contract-bound lie turns into something far more dangerous as boundaries blur and resentment gives way to tension neither of them wants to name. Because hating someone is easy. Pretending to love them is harder. And falling for them? That was never part of the deal.