hello! i was wondering if you could write a fic about reader and leah williamson playing against eachother, and during the game leah accidentally does a hard tackle on reader. after the game leah tries to make it up to reader x
Slightly Aggressive || leah williamson x reader
leah williamson x chelsea!reader
promot: requested!
warnings: mentions of injury, angst, a few stray cuss words.
a/n: thank you for the request! hope you enjoy!
Derby days in London were always bound to be exciting, especially when Chelsea and Arsenal were in the top two spots of the ever-competitive WSL table. Both teams were desperate for a win and the vital three points. A nearly sold out Emirates Stadium was buzzing, crowds of people making their way in, most in Arsenal gear. You knew the stakes of the game, especially now sporting the Chelsea blue. Today’s match was going to be intense, you could feel the energy.
For you, this game had a looming different feel. It would be the first time you would face head-to-head against your defender girlfriend. You had recently transferred from Lyon to Chelsea, desperate to be done with long distance. You were a true striker, being able to shoot gaps and dribbling effortlessly through the defense. You, alongside Sam Kerr and Lauren James, made Chelsea a definite threat. You knew that Leah loves to win, especially in the Arsenal red.
The changing room before the game was tense, understanding what job needed to be done today. No one really spoke, each player keeping to themselves while getting ready. Running through last minute tips and strategies, you were now making your way onto the pitch. The crowed roared, excited for the next 90 minutes of football.
Chelsea started out strong, keeping a hold on the possessions and making solid passes. Chelsea’s defense was also playing well, stopping several potential shots. Chelsea scored right before halftime, a great assist from you to Lauren gave your team the lead. The whistle blew and you were headed towards the changing room. Chelsea had dominated on the ball, so you had yet to really run into Leah on the pitch, but you knew she was angry that Arsenal had conceded.
Beginning the second half, Arsenal had picked up in the midfield, desperately trying to level the score. Possessions went back and forth between Chelsea and Arsenal. Guro had given you an excellent pass, forwarding you into Arsenal’s defense, dribbling the ball and making your way to try to put Chelsea up by two.
Suddenly, you feel your legs being sweeped out from under you and falling onto the grass, hard. Your ankle is immediately in agonizing pain, clutching onto it for dear life. You look up to see who had slide tackled you so aggressively to see none other than Leah’s eyes. The match official had shown Leah a yellow card as your teammate surround around you and medical head to your aid. The pain in your ankle had subsided slightly, the pain in your heart hurt more. You understand that this is a match and you knew that defense was her job, but you didn’t expect her to take such a dangerous tackle, a tackle that could have seriously injured you.
You were able to keep playing, the final whistle blowing a few short minutes later. Chelsea had secured the victory 1-0, but you didn’t feel like celebrating, your ankle was sore and you were disappointed and angry with Leah. When she made her way towards you after the game, she had her hands behind her back, knowing she messed up.
“Y/N” is all she said when she got close enough.
“Leah, I really don’t want to talk right now.” is all you spoke to her as you made you way back to the changing room. You had initially made plans to not take the coach home and instead go to Leah’s house, but right now, you didn’t feel to be around here. You sent her a text saying your were going to go home, your home.
Leah knew she fucked up as soon as she had realized what she had done. The hard tackle was incredibly stupid, and she knew it. The energy of the game had taken over it and it wasn’t her girlfriend she was making the charge to, it was a a Chelsea striker who was on her way to score. She had tried to console you right after the tackle, but your Chelsea teammates had you surrounded, making sure you were okay. When you rose and continued the game, she felt a major relief.
Returning to Arsenal’s changing room, the girls had asked Leah if you were alright.
“Is the missus okay? That was a pretty rough challenge.” Katie asked.
“She didn’t want to speak to me.” Leah huffed out, she understood where you were coming from, but that didn’t make it feel any better. Taking off her boots, she went to check her phone, seeing the text message from you. Leah knew she had really messed up, her heart was hurt, especially when you were supposed to spend some much needed quality time together after your both busy schedules.
Heading home on the Chelsea bus, you could tell your teammates were confused and a bit concerned, knowing that you were so excited to go home with Leah. They mostly left you alone as you sat by myself, headphones in and thinking through what occurred. Part of you thought you were being overdramatic, it was really just a game, but you also were hurt, at what point is too much? Was it going to be like this every time you two faced off?
Your thoughts were cut off when you had arrived back, immediately making your way to your car to go home, wanting nothing more than to be alone. Entering your home, you fell onto your sofa, tears escaping from your eyes and sleep then falling upon you.
Back at the Emirates, Leah had showered and knew she needed to make this up to you. Deciding she still wanted to see you, she immediately hopped in her car and headed toward your home. Stopping at a near shop to grab your favorite flowers and chocolates. She knew she desperately needed to talk to you, but the flowers and sweets would help her groveling process.
You are awoken by several hard knocks on your door, wondering who could possibly be at your door. Unlocking the door and letting the unknown guest in, you see that it is Leah, hands full of market bags.
“Can I come in?” is all she asked in a soft tone. She immediately noticed your puffy eyes, knowing you had been crying, heart dropping.
You didn’t answer her, only widening the door and walking towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, all the crying has left you dehydrated, grabbing a few tablets to soothe your aching ankle.
“What do you want Leah.” fingers pinching the bridge of your nose as you spoke.
“I am so so sorry Y/N. I didn’t even think before I did it.” she explained as she set her bags on the island, moving to you.
Your anger had subsided, you were still hurt by Leah’s actions, but you weren’t angry anymore, understanding that is was in the heat of the moment and that she hadn’t done it intentionally.
“I get it Leah, it was incredibly stupid and hurt”, motioning towards your wrapped ankle, “But I do get it.” you explained. Leah pulled you in for a hug, this was the first time you had been in her arms in weeks. Your body naturally relaxed into her strong arms, nose filled with her scent, the scent you had been missing dearly.
“I am still so sorry baby” she said as she placed a kiss on your temple. “I brought you flowers snd sweets though” showing her what you had picked up on the way. “I guess I can be slightly aggressive at times.” she says as you both chuckle.
“Only slightly?” you jokingly question out, putting the flowers in a vase and grabbing one of the chocolates and placing it in your mouth.
After Leah’s apology, you both cuddled up on the sofa to watch and film, the tackle long forgotten. Now only focused on spending some much needed alone time with your girlfriend.
a/n: I had to rewrite it but it's okay. Feedback is really appreciated by the way
*Not my PIC*
Pairing: Chloe Kelly x Léon!Reader; Mapi Léon x sister!reader; Ella Toone + Georgia Stanway x Female!Reader (besties)
Summary:
Type: Fluff
Warning: nothing
words count: 3334
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London - Manchester. Manchester - London. Whatever the direction, it became a usual trip for you during those recent years. Well, dating a Citizen player while you played for Chelsea, and let's not talk about the fact that you played for Spain and her England, meant you had to make compromises sometimes.
You came to the WSL in the 2017-18 season; you played for Everton after some good seasons at Athletico Madrid. There you met Chloe; everything was new for you, so she helped you install yourself in the country. She showed you a lot of places, and you met a lot of people who'd become part of the England squad. At the end of the 19/20 season, you moved from Liverpool to London, where you signed a contract with the Blues.
At Chelsea, everything was good except when you had to play in the Champions League finals against your sister and her team. Unfortunately for the London club, you got injured in the semifinal. Without one of their best defenders in their squad, the Blues lost against FC Barcelona. Except that the other worst moments was when you played against your girlfriend; you know how good she is, and it's really difficult for anyone to defend against her (except McCabe, but she's not really defending).
After three years in the capital's club, you received some interesting offers from different clubs: Bayern, Wolfsburg, Real Madrid, and even Lyon, but you decided to join another club in blue, well, sky blue. But your girlfriend is totally unaware of that, like almost everyone else, because you wanted to surprise her.
~~~
Today was a particular day; the Lionesses should take a flight to Australia the next day, and your girlfriend decided to spend her free time with you. It was still early in the morning when your phone started buzzing next to you. It was disturbing, but you didn't want to wake up yet until the woman next to you groaned.
"Y/n, I swear if you don't tell whoever texted you to shut up, I'll throw your phone through the window." Chloe said with her head pressed harder against the pillow.
"Calmate hermosa; I'll check that." You said before grabbing your phone to see a lot of messages from more people than you expected.
Maps[yesterday]:
¿Vienes a casa para vacaciones?(Are you coming home for vacation?)
Leila[8:30 a.m]:
The girls know
Ella[8:40 a.m]:
Please tell me you don't join the wrong side
Lauren[8:42 a.m]:
are you really coming?
I need to tell Chloe
Niamh[8:43 a.m]:
Sam and Guro are still pouting
Mama P[8:44 a.m]:
Jessie is still crying you need to do something
Mama M[8:44 a.m]:
Don't forget your sunscreen
Mama P[now]:
Magda reminds you to not forget your sunscreen
"Who are they?" The blonde was a little more awake than earlier.
"Just Magda and Pernille...and Niamh and Mapi." You replied before quickly texting, 'don't tell anything to Chloe; it's not official' to Ella and Lauren.
"Okay, now come back to sleep with me." The winger said, but you reluctantly declined the proposition.
"I really want that, but the girls are coming for lunch and I need to cook something," the Mancunian groaned and grabbed her phone.
"It's only 9 a.m."
"Yeah, I know, but I also have to call my sister and make our breakfast." You informed her and kissed her forehead before leaving the bedroom.
Chloe wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't without you, so she just checked her notifications and saw a text from Lauren.
Lauren[8:43 a.m]:
I have a big surprise for you
Chloe [8:57 a.m]:
???
Lauren[now]:
I heard someone say that we will pair together for the world cup
Chloe[now]:
Like always🙄
Your girlfriend knew there was something that her friend didn't tell her, but she didn't want to push her. When the winger finally came to the kitchen, she saw you cook with one of her Manchester City training kits. She approached you carefully, wrapped her arms around your waist, and landed her head on your shoulder.
"How can I help you?" She asked you.
"Just sit and look pretty." You commanded.
A few minutes later, Chole was sitting on the kitchen counter scrolling through TikTok while you were cooking. Everything was good until she found a tik-tok talking about the departure of Ona. It was not surprising at first, but the video caught her attention when the person behind it started to speculate about your possible departure to join Barcelona too. Of course, some fans had theories about you coming back to Spain after a lot of years in England.
You were too focused to not burn your breakfast and texted your sister that you hadn't noticed your girlfriend looking at you suspiciously; honestly, some theories started to gain her attention. She knew that last season you denied the offer of a Spanish team that wanted you, justifying it by the fact that you wanted to finish your contract with the Blues, but now what is keeping you in England?
"Babe? What do you think about going to Barcelona?" The winger asked you.
You took a moment to think about it. "Uh, I don't know; we need to schedule for the next season and wait until you come back from Australia, hopefully with a trophy, and I also need to ask Maps if it's good for her to let us stay in her apartment." You explained, totally unaware of the true meaning behind this simple question.
"Oh, okay." There was a little silence; she continued to scroll on her phone until you finished your episode. You turned your eyes off your phone and made your way to the blonde, leaving some kisses on her face, making the English girl giggle. "What are you doing?"
"I'm hungry." You replied.
"But you're cooking."
"Yes, and I finished it, so let's do something together." You finished your sentence with a trail of kisses from her lips to her neck.
"Babe, the girls are coming in 2 hours." She stopped you.
"I know."
"And you just cook the breakfast."
"I think I can do something in a little more than an hour, so let's have a little time for us." You said lifting her from the chair made her yelp and almost let her phone slip.
"Twenty minutes." She whispered firmly, just a few centimeters away from your lips.
"Twenty minutes." You agreed before leading her to the bedroom.
~~~
Twenty minutes later, you were both in the bathroom taking a bath, and she was sitting in front of you with her back against your chest. You were playing with her hands and the water, trying to steal some kisses between her giggles.
"Did you finish packing your things?" You asked, and she hummed to reply. "Are you sure? Did you pack some tissues? Alana said it was really cold there during this period of the year."
"Yes, don't worry. I checked everything twice." She replied, you wanted to say something, but she cut you off. "No, I'll not unpack everything to let you check." She prevented you.
You sighed and landed your head on her shoulder. "I'm just worried, mi corazon. The last time you flew somewhere without me, you almost forgot your passport." You reminded her, and she chuckled.
"Yes, but don't worry, Lauren will not let it happen again." She joked, and you nodded.
"Okay, I love being here with you, but we will have a lot of hungry girls in one hour, and I need to start to cook." You said getting out of the bathtub.
"How can I help you now?" Chloe asked again.
You thought a moment before replying, "Nothing; just stay there and look good for me." You said and gave her a little on her forehead.
"There is someone who's really looking good right now." She replied with a flirtatious tone.
"Pervert!" You shot just before taking your towel and leaving the room.
~~~
An hour later, you were finishing a paella request by almost every girl while you were making conversation with the citizen until someone rang at the door. When Chloe opened the door, she was met with none less than ten girls chatting loudly. You smiled when you heard the noises coming from the living room. You didn't have time to go to the kitchen before hearing two voices enter the room.
"Y/n!!" Georgia called you very excited.
"Why do you always look surprised to see me, knowing I almost live here?" You asked and accepted her hug.
"I missed you." The midfielder said.
"Me too, pequeña soldadera (little warrior)."
"You still use this Spanish nickname?"
"Always." You said with a cocky smile before walking to the other girl in the room. "Hola, I didn't think you would come." You said to Leila, your national teammates, well, not anymore because you were one of 'The 15'.
"Where do you want me to be? I mean, I'll never say no to free food and cooking by the best Spanish cooker in Manchester, no, in England." The older defender said.
"You say it because Ona came back to Barça?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe." She replied, almost questioning herself; you gasped and playfuly slapped her arm.
"Don't worry, Y/n, you're still my favourite Spanish cooker." Georgia said while the three of you were joining the others in the kitchen.
"You say that because you don't have any Spanish teammates in Munich." You replied, and the girls laughed.
In the living room, there were more guests than you planned. There were Ella Toone, Alessia Russo, Maya Le Tissier, Katie Zelem, and Mary Earps, your Manchester's players friends—well, it was no longer valid for Alessia—and there were Chloe's City's teammates: Alana Kennedy, Lauren Hemp, Alex Greenwood, Laila Ouahabi, Laia Alexandri, and Esme Morgan. And some pluses: Keira Walsh and Lucy Bronze were here because they were ex-city players; McKenzie Arnold, who was brought by Alana (you always liked her, so why not); and of course your best friend Georgia Stanway, who brought Leah Williamson to complete their famous trio.
"Now that I see it from here, it's a lot of people." Laila said.
"You even invited some people who don't play for Manchester." Georgia commented, referring to McKenzie and Leah. You and the defender just looked at her before exchanging a confused look.
"A veces me pregunto cómo se hicieron mejores amigos. (Sometimes I'm really wondering how you two became best friends.)" The older woman said to you.
"¿Por qué? técnicamente no es falso. (Why? Technically, it's not false.)" You replied before a body crashed against you. "Wow, calmate Ella." You said laughing a little.
"Please tell me you'll choose the right Manchester." The offensive midfielder whispered to you with a big pout.
"Uh, yes? I mean, yeah, but why do you ask?"
"The girls find an article saying that since Ona made her comeback in Barcelona, you could leave too." Alessia informed you. In the corner of the couch, almost no one noticed, but Chloe tensed when she heard what Alessia said—almost no one because Laia wrapped an arm around the winger to ease her mind.
"Okay, I don't know what you're talking about, but let's eat because it'll get cold." You avoided the question, and that didn't go unnoticed by three players.
After eating in a very good atmosphere, you spent all your time cuddling Chloe and making jokes with Leah and Laila about the fact that you weren't selected for the World Cup. Some girls decided to watch a movie, and you happily agreed. You were in the kitchen making some snacks when you heard someone clearing their throats. Before hearing some footsteps, you turned around to see Ella, Georgia, and Laila exchanging looks.
"Are you alright, girls?" You asked a little confused.
"Y/n, can we talk?" The Red Devil asked a little shyly.
"Yeah, I just need to give this to the girls." You said referring to the plate of snacks in front of you.
"Yes, of course, we will wait." Georgia said you noticed something strange in her tone, but you didn't question it. Only two minutes later, you were back in the room with the three women.
You sat beside Ella in front of Georgia and Laila. "Is there something wrong?" You asked when none of them spoke.
"Y/n, we've known each other for a long time now, don't we?" Ella asked, and you nodded.
You clearly remember the day you met her for the first time and the time you became friends. It was during the season 17/18, you just left Athletico Madrid to try your luck in England at Everton. There you met Chloe for the first time, and it instantly clicked; it was love at first sight. For Tooney, you met her the first time you played against her, when she was playing for the other team in Manchester.
For Georgia, you met her in the street of the city before you saw her again on the pitch, but she was very kind with you, and for someone who had been in a new country for only a few months, you were very grateful. She helped you progress in English, and she even gave you some advice with your girlfriend when she was just your crush.
And for Laila, you met her for the first time while you visited your sister in Spain while she was playing for Barça. When you made your first step on the senior national team, she helped you (with your sister, Jeni, and Alexia, of course) with everything and every question, and you both play as defenders, so you trained together. When she came to Manchester, Mapi made a promise to take care of you, even if it was you who helped her the most when she was still installing.
"Yeah?" You replied, a little unsure of where it would end.
"So can you be honest with us? So about earlier, you know we will not be angry if you leave." Laila reassured you.
"Yeah, I know it's just that everything is complicated, and I don't want to leave Chloe." You said. Talking about her, your girlfriend was about to make her way in the kitchen, but she stopped when she heard her name. She knew it was very bad, but she couldn't help herself.
"Is it Barcelona?" Georgia asked, and you nodded, making the midfielder grumble, "Why do they want you when they already signed Ona?"
"Because we didn't play at the same position." You said. "But they're not the only ones who made offers. There are also Wolfsburg and Paris Saint Germain."
"Why don't you come with me to Bayern?"
"No, if you need to leave, you should come to Manchester City."
"Or you can join me here."
"Okay girls, let's forget about it; they gave me until the end of the month to accept it or not. Now, let's just watch a movie and chill until you have to leave." You stopped their debate. Before you could see her, Chloe quickly came back on the couch beside Lauren, and you sat on her other side.
The rest of the day, your girlfriend seemed preoccupied by something, but she refused to tell you what.
The lunch was very cool; everybody was happy, and the girls didn't split anything. The next day, the girls had to leave, and you had a flight to Spain that you couldn't miss.
~~~
Your holidays were pretty good; you were just enjoying life with your sister, but somewhere you were missing your girlfriend. Because the World Cup was in New Zealand and Australia, you weren't awake at the same time.
On the other side of the world, Chloe was missing you, really missing you. She could handle every time you spent your holiday in Spain with your family, but now it wasn't a holiday for her, and you should be here with your national team. Unfortunately for her, every time she thought she couldn't miss you more, Lauren James, and Niamh were talking about you.
For you, after a week and a half in Spain, you had to fly back to England before going to Australia. You arrived in Australia between two matches of the Lionesses and, more importantly, just two days before the public training.
Knowing you would come to their training session, Lauren Hemp and Ella couldn't stop teasing Chloe about how much she missed you.
At the training, everyone was more focused knowing that it was public. You successfully found a place not so far from the ground as to not be immediately recognized. Chloe nailed it pretty well; she had only one thing on her mind: finish this and quickly come back to the hotel to call you.
When training finished, the citizen stayed behind to talk with fans and take pictures. She was not alone because Georgia and Ella were following her and, most importantly, looking for you. Stopping in front of a group of girls, the three started to do as usual until something caught Georgia's attention.
"Hey, look at that," she said to Ella, holding a Manchester City shirt someone gave her.
"It's the new one." Ella commented, and the Red Devil turned the shirt to find a big surprise. The two midfielders exchanged a confused look before looking at the crowd and finally seeing you.
"No way," Georgia whispered.
"It's a betrayal." You saw Ella mouthing Being too focused on you, they didn't see their teammates coming until the shirt slipped out of the Bayern player's hand.
"Where did you find that?" Chloe asked, but she didn't wait for answers before starting to sign it. It was just after she finished that she decided to look at the back. She paused for a moment. She thought it was a mistake or just a joke until she heard someone speak.
"I hope you like my surprise." You said this after you noticed she was too stunned to speak. Hearing your voice brought the winger back to reality; she looked at you, more surprised and happy than she ever was.
She didn't wait too long before she trapped you in a bone-crushing hug. You stayed like this for a few seconds until she pulled away, immediately closing the gap between you with a lovely kiss.
"I missed you too, mi corazon." You said after you pulled away when oxygen was needed.
"But what are you doing here, and most importantly, what is this?" She asked and showed you the shirt she just signed.
"Let's just say that I have a new team, and I wanted to announce it to you before you see it on the internet." You replied.
"So it's not a joke? We'll really play together next season?" She asked like it was the most unthinkable thing in the world.
"Yes, we will." You confirmed.
"But, Barcelona, and your sister?"
"Well, yeah, I'm really impatient to play with my sister again, but I think it can wait a little longer. And technically, I'm more related to Athletico Madrid than Barça."
"I don't know what to say. It's incredible; I would never believe that this day would come." She cupped your face and pressed her lips against yours just before being interrupted by her teammate.
"Traitor!" Ella yelled, making you laugh.
"Don't worry, I have another one for you." You said before throwing a shirt at her. She made a fake disgusting face, making you laugh again.
"I only keep it because you're my best friend." The United's players informed you.
"Yeah, yeah, but don't forget you also played for them."
"Sorry, I can't hear you." She said with her hands pressing against her ears.
"Okay, now I think you need to go, but don't worry, I'll come stay there to hopefully see you lift the trophy." You said to your girlfriend before giving her a last peck on the lips.
Welcome to 'woso appreciation' where @alotofpockets and I simp over woso players, and then share our favourites with you in the form of an appreciation post. Enjoy :)
Leah Williamson - Arsenal
pt. 2
Alessia Russo - Arsenal
pt. 2
Lotte Wubben-Moy - Arsenal
Beth Mead - Arsenal
Teyah Goldie - Arsenal
Lauren James - Chelsea
Niamh Charles - Chelsea
Millie Bright - Chelsea
Jess Carter - Chelsea
Ella Toone - Manchester United
Mary Earps - Manchester United
Millie Turner - Manchester United
Maya Le Tissier - Manchester United
Katie Zelem - Manchester United
Grace Clinton - Tottenham Hotspurs
pt. 2
Beth England - Tottenham Hotspurs
pt. 2
Lucy Bronze - Barça
Keira Walsh - Barça
Georgia Stanway - Bayern
Jordan Nobbs - Aston Villa
Rachel Daly - Aston Villa
Ellie Roebuck - Manchester City
Esme Morgan - Manchester City
Lauren Hemp - Manchester City
Chloe Kelly - Manchester City
Jess Park - Manchester City
Katrina Gorry - West Ham United
Mackenzie Arnold - West Ham United
Kyra Cooney-Cross - Arsenal
Steph Catley - Arsenal
Caitlin Foord - Arsenal
Sam Kerr - Chelsea
Hayley Raso - Real Madrid
Alanna Kennedy - Manchester City
Ellie Carpenter - Olympic Lyon
Charlotte Grant - Tottenham Hotspurs
Ona Batlle - Barça
Mapi Leon - Barça
Alexia Putellas - Barça
pt. 2
Aitana Bonmatí - Barça
Patri Guijaro - Barça
Cata Coll - Barça
Jana Fernández - Barça
Bruna Vilamala - Barça
Claudia Pina - Barça
Vicky López - Barça
Jennifer Hermoso - Tigres Femenil
Misa Rodríguez - Real Madrid
Leila Ouahabi - Manchester City
Laia Codina - Arsenal
Fridolina Rolfö - Barça
pt. 2
Zećira Mušović - Chelsea
Amanda Ilestedt - Arsenal
Stina Blackstenius - Arsenal
pt. 2
Magdalena Eriksson - Bayern
Daniëlle van de Donk - Olympique Lyon
Victoria Pelova - Arsenal
Vivianne Miedema - Arsenal
pt. 2
Kerstin Casparij - Manchester City
Jill Roord - Manchester City
Daphne van Domselaar - Aston Villa
Jackie Groenen - Paris Saint-Germain
Wieke Kaptein - FC Twente
Esmee Brugts - Barça
Lena Oberdorf - Wolfsburg
Jule Brand - Wolfsburg
Laura Freigang - Frankfurt
Sara Doorsoun - Frankfurt
Sydney Lohmann - Bayern
Klara Bühl - Bayern
Giulia Gwinn - Bayern
Lea Schüller - Bayern
Feli Rauch - North Carolina Courage
Tobin Heath
pt. 2
Heather O'Reilly
Sam Mewis
Mia Fishel - Chelsea
Kelley O’Hara - NJ/NY Gotham
Alex Morgan - San Diego Wave
Trinity Rodman - Washington Spirit
Christen Press - Angel City FC
Emily Fox - Arsenal
Kristie Mewis - West Ham United
Mallory Swanson - Chicago Red Stars
Alyssa Naeher - Chicago Red Stars
a/n: I had to reimagine the the second leg of the quarter final so let’s pretend erin wasn’t injured and that the game didnt go to penalties. based off this request:
prompt: in which saving the game means injuring yourself during the champions league quarterfinal and erin takes care of you through your injury.
The champions league quarterfinal was a scary time. Emma had made it extremely clear that we could not concede. No ball should be behind Berger. And Chelsea thought they had it, until they didn't. A goal was scored by Vanessa Gilles in the 76 minute, equalizing the game on aggregate. It was a stressful ten minutes, and then out of nowhere, the ball was in Lyon's half.
Guro ran up the wing, speeding through the Lyon centerbacks. She switched the ball to Lauren James who outskilled Wendy Renard, leaving her Gilles and the keeper. LJ spotted Erin, making a run down the middle. The British woman cut the ball back into the space, Erin struck the ball, and it was behind Endler, and into the net.
You let out a scream, full of excitement as you jumped onto Erins back and kissed the top of her head. The fans has suspicions about a possible relationship between the both of you, but it wasn't confirmed.
The celebrations died down, 2-1, agrogate. 4 minutes left on the clock.
Thats where things went wrong. Lyon got hungry, and worried. They needed a goal more than anything. And that's when Chelsea panicked. As Lyon started their counter attack, you tracked back, positioning yourself in the midfield. You almost got the ball from Lindsey, but she faked you out. Magda and Kadeisha were alone. You tried to get back but Magda had no choice. She slid, clipping the corner of Lindsey's foot.
The American went flying, it wasn't a bad tackle, but she needed to sell it. Magda argued, but a penalty was awarded right away. You cursed yourself, wishing you would have gotten the ball.
"Hey. I know what you're thinking. Don't. Do not think anything bad about yourself. Ann-Kat's got this." Erin told you, discreetly putting her hand on the small of your back and giving you a closed lip smile.
Lindsey Horan put the ball down on the penalty spot and breathed in deeply. You positioned yourself in between Magda and Guro, ready to run into the box and clear the ball.
The referee blew her whistle, and the American ran towards the ball. Except she missed. The ball bounced off the crossbar and went flying back into play. You were quick to run into the box, Ann Kat yelling at you to position yourself on the far post. And thats what you did. Except suddenly, you were a bit in front the goal line, and the ball was coming flying in your direction. If you didn't move, it would slip into the night right between you and the post. So, as any footballer would do, you moved.
There was a three meter distance between yourself and the post, and you realized as you were already mid air that your jump to block the shot would end in only one way. Your head colliding with the post.
But it was too late, and you honestly didn't care. All you wanted was for your team to win this. So you took it. The feeling of the ball hitting your stomach and bouncing off hurt, but it was nothing compared to your head smashing into the lower part of the post.
Your screams filled the stadium and even though the ball was technically still in play, everyone had forgotten about it. Lyon and Chelsea players alike crowded around you. You saw double, no, triple as you lay on the floor. Blood clouded your vision as you groaned. You saw people being pushed to the side and then a face so familiar you could have smiled. Erin.
And then everything went black.
You woke up due to cold water falling on your face. You would have jumped up if it wasn’t for Erin’s hands on your chest pushing you down into the turf. "Don’t move. You probably have a serious concussion." she said, gently brushing strands of bloody hair off your forehead. "Why the water?" you groaned. "Sorry, couldn’t do anything with you passed out." the medic told you. "You saved the game y/n. It was incredible. Horrifying to watch by the way, when they showed the replay on the screen Jessie looked like she was gonna throw up." Erin laughed, trying to lighten the mood. You just smiled gently. "Okay, let’s get you off this field." the medic said.
A stretcher was now at your side and both men gently lifted you onto it, telling another medic to hold your head steady. You laid on the stretcher, looking up at the sky through the open stadium roof. You were a little confused when the stretcher lifted up and heard no kind of applause whatsoever. You looked around to see everyone shaking their hands in the air instead of clapping. Honestly, you were relived, you didn’t think your head would be able to take the loud noise. "Our fans are pretty amazing." you said gently. "Tell me about it." Erin laughed.
As they carried you off, you felt your eyes fluttering. You were struggling to stay awake, your body hurt, and you didn’t feel good. It was only when you got carried into the tunnel and when Erin left you as she couldn’t walk off the field that you told the medic to stop.
"Mark. Mark stop walking. I think i’m gonna-" you didn’t finish your sentence as you sat up and leaned over the edge, throwing up.
Throwing up was your biggest fear. You hated it. Hated the feeling, the taste, everything about it. It made you cry, and shake and just want to pass out every time you threw up. Your team didn’t know about this fear, and you wanted to keep it that way.
Your chest heaved up and down as you cried, whispering 'oh my god' multiple times. "Hey, hey. It’s okay. Don’t worry about it." Mark said, calmly. "I’ll get the janitor, bring her to the medical examiners room." He ordered.
You had always liked the medics, they were nice to you.
You laid down on your side, weeping silently. You were scared.
There was a moment in time that was a blur. You got transferred to a bed, another medic gave you a bucket and changed the bandages on your head. He stabilized your neck and then had to do a few examinations on you. It was clear off the bat that you were seriously concussed.
You ended up falling asleep on the bed, tears had made your cheeks wet, and you were so tired your heart hurt.
You woke up an hour later, disoriented, in pain, and wanting your girlfriend by your side. And surely enough, that’s where she was. You noticed her as you turned your head gently, her eyes were closed and she was leaning back on the chair. Well, she was the one you noticed first, it was only a few seconds later that you saw everybody else. Magda, P, Keish and Jessie were squeezed onto the sofa, all of them asleep. Some girls were on the floor, others on stools, and all of them were there with you.
An hour earlier.
The Chelsea girls were extatic about their win, but the fear and worry they felt for you overtook the joy. The second the whistle blew, Erin jogged into the tunnel, followed by Emma Hayes and a few of the girls who were on the bench.
She headed to the medical examiners room and knocked gently on the door. Mark opened it to see Emma, Emily and Erin. "She’s asleep." he said, walking out of the room and closing the door. "And her head?" Emma said, worried. "She’s seriously concussed. Out for about a month I’d say."
Emma groaned loudly, the sound of her frustration filling the room along with the sound of the Chelsea girls coming into the tunnel. "Ill tell the girls, Erin. Go sit with her." Emma told the scottish midfielder.
Erin nodded and thanked Emma, opening the door to the room and seeing your figure on the bed in the corner. She pulled up a chair and sat next to you, noticing the wetness of your cheeks. She gently wiped the cold tears away with her palm, kissing your forehead and then sitting down.
Only ten minutes later, Erin heard the door open and quietly, the team poured in. "You guys don’t need to be here, it’s okay." Erin whispered. "She’s our teammate, and we would still be out there playing if it wasn’t for her." Magda said, earning quiet agreements from the team. "And you’re our teammate, and we’re not going anywhere until she wakes up." Sam added.
The girls settled into the room, all looking at you, who looked oddly peaceful.
Current time.
"Erin," you whispered, sitting up and shaking her gently.
She jumped up quickly, suddenly on her feet as you gave her wide eyes. "It’s okay. It’s all good, I’m good. Sit down." you said, smiling at her lightly.
She didn’t though, not yet. Instead she brought you in for a tight hug and didn’t let go. "Your head… the way it bent. It’s not- it was terrifying." she said to you, burying her head in your hair. "Shh, I’m okay baby," you said to her, rubbing circles on her back.
People were starting to wake up and stand up, but you kept your attention on Erin. She pulled away and cupped your jaw, kissing you a few times before pressing a kiss to your forehead.
"Never do that again," Ann- Kat said to you. "It’s my job to do crazy dives." she added, making you laugh. "And we would have won in a PK shootout. This is is us…" Sam said.
Women’s Champions League: where the semi-finals will be won and lost
This weekend brings the first legs of the Women’s Champions League semi-finals and I am particularly intrigued to see how my old club Chelsea approach their tie against Barcelona. This is the third encounter between the clubs in the space of four seasons and it will be interesting to see what Chelsea’s coaching staff have learned from those previous games – the 2021 final and 2023 semi-final, which both ended in defeat.
To draw on my recollections of playing in those matches, in 2021 we went into the final with a high press and the attitude that ‘we’re going to do our thing’. But we all know how that worked out – within 20 minutes we’d conceded three times and by half-time it was 4-0, which is how that final finished.
Last year, as a consequence, we took a more cautious approach. We changed to a back three and tried to minimise their chances on goal and I think we did it quite well though, in the process, we sacrificed our own attacking game to a degree. In our 1-0 first-leg loss at home, we had an xG of only 0.35. Hopefully, this time Chelsea can find the perfect blend and play their own game while also constricting Barcelona.
Of course, it won’t be easy as Barcelona – like the Spain national team – are going like a train right now. In my first column in February, I spoke about playing against Spain with Sweden and the challenge of stopping their play in the half-spaces between the centre-back and full-back, which they are so good at exploiting through Aitana Bonmatí. This time I’d like to single out another player – namely, the Barcelona right winger Caroline Graham Hansen, who is having an incredible season. She scored in both legs against Chelsea last season and has been even better this year with 17 goals and 16 assists in the Liga F. With Barcelona functioning so well as a team centrally, they can get the ball to her in the wide spaces and give her the one v one situations in which she flourishes. Therefore, Chelsea must keep a player tight to her and also to try to stop the supply line of passes out wide.
As for my old team, just like for last season’s semi-final, they look certain to be without Millie Bright, who has only just returned to training after her knee injury. She will be missed, as will Sam Kerr, the leader of the front line. Yet if you’re looking for positives, one potential upside is that it might not be easy for Barcelona to analyse Chelsea. They have used a lot of players this season with different combinations in the back line and midfield and this unpredictability could be an asset. A case in point is Lauren James, who could play as centre-forward, the No 10 or in the wide areas. Lauren has been injury-free this season and has played at a consistently high level and it’s not easy for opponents to set up to stop her as she can float around and perform in different areas.
Another possible positive for Chelsea is that Barcelona are without their injured centre-back Mapi León. She was very good against us last year, both in stopping attacks and building the play. We had a plan to exploit their high line and get Sam in behind her and Irene Paredes, the other centre-back. However, the pair of them read it well and dropped back to deny Sam the space.
When you look at Barcelona’s unbeaten run in their domestic competitions, it contrasts with Chelsea’s recent domestic form with their defeats in the League Cup final and FA Cup semi-final. I’d argue that, playing in England, Chelsea face bigger tests more often yet Barcelona, to their credit, never seem to let their standards drop and whenever a big test comes around, they show up. If I have to make a prediction, therefore, my head tells me Barcelona are the best club side in the world right now and so will edge it. Of course, my heart is hoping for Chelsea and although they’ve have had those recent setbacks, a huge characteristic of their success under Emma Hayes has been their ability to bounce back from disappointments and produce a performance when it matters most.
As for the other, all-French, semi-final between Lyon and Paris Saint-Germain, I would have made Lyon clear favourites a few months ago but not any longer. I actually scored Bayern’s winner at PSG in the group stage in November but I have been impressed by how they have gelled as a team since then. Watching their quarter-final against Häcken, I saw a settled, solid side who have found a way to really capitalise on the speed of winger Tabitha Chawinga.
Before our two games against them with Bayern, we looked at their threat on the left side with both Chawinga and full-back Sakina Karchaoui, who gets over a lot of crosses. What I like about Chawinga is that she’s a forward who, with her individual quality, speed and strength, can make something out of nothing. At Bayern we experienced that in our 2-2 draw with PSG in Munich in December when with her speed, she intercepted a backpass which our goalkeeper had looked the favourite to reach.
She also scored when PSG drew 1-1 in Lyon in their most recent league meeting in February and with Marie-Antoinette Katoto alongside her, it’s clear PSG have a strong attacking threat. At the same time, though, I consider Lyon a more complete team. It’s true they’ve not yet faced a serious test in the competition but they have more than 11 world-class players. And I can speak from recent personal experience as my Sweden team lost 1-0 last week to a France side including several of Lyon’s best players. At centre-back Wendie Renard was really solid against us and underlined her set-piece threat once again by scoring the winning goal. Alongside her, Griedge Mbock now looks back to her best after injury.
Up front, meanwhile, I faced Kadidiatou Diani, who is the Champions League’s leading scorer with seven goals. Seeing her up close, I could sense she was in good shape. When you play an attacker who’s in form, things just seem to happen for them and I recall one incident in particular where, without producing a fantastic dribble, she was still able to get the ball away from several of our players. She is another player who can create something out of nothing and could have a key role, especially with Eugénie Le Sommer missing after suffering a knee injury in that same game against Sweden.
Like Chelsea and Barcelona, Lyon are unbeaten in this Champions League campaign, they tend to get the better of PSG in their domestic competition and I expect they’ll do so again over these two legs. That said, I really do think any of these four semi-finalists have the quality to go on and win the trophy. Whereas the quarter-final ties each had a clear favourite, this time anything could happen. I hope as many people as possible tune in as we could be in for a treat with two dramatic ties full of twists and turns.
Welcome to 'woso appreciation' where @totaly-obsessed and I simp over woso players, and then share our favourites with you in the form of an appreciation post. Enjoy :)
Leah Willamson | one - two | Arsenal & England
Katie McCabe | one - two | Arsenal & Ireland
Ona Batlle | Barcelona & Spain
Katrina Gorry | West Ham United & Australia
Fridolina Rolfö | one - two | Barcelona & Sweden
Daniëlle van de Donk | Olympique Lyon & The Netherlands
Kyra Cooney-Cross | Arsenal & Australia
Alessia Russo | Arsenal & England
Lena Oberdorf | Wolfsburg & Germany
Mia Fishel | Chelsea & USA
Steph Catley | Arsenal & Austrlia
Georgia Stanway | Bayern & England
Jessie Fleming | Portland Thorns & Canada
Mackenzie Arnold | West Ham United & Australia
Lotte Wubben-Moy | Arsenal & England
Lauren James | Chelsea & England
Misa Rodríguez | Real Madrid & Spain
Zećira Mušović | Chelsea & Sweden
Vivianne Miedema | one - two | Arsenal & The Netherlands
Jule Brand | Wolfsburg & Germany
Alexia Putellas | one - two | Barcelona & Spain
Jennifer Hermoso | Barcelona & Spain
Tobin Heath | USA
Ella Toone | Manchester & England
Ana-Maria Crnogorčević | Atlético Madrid & Switzerland
Leila Ouahabi | Manchester City & Spain
Mapi León | Barcelona & Spain
Ingrid Engen | Barcelona & Norway
Kerstin Casparij | Manchester City & The Netherlands
Grace Clinton | Tottenham Hotspur & England
Lia Wälti | Arsenal & Switserland
Kelley O'Hara | Gotham & USA
Stina Blackstenius | one - two | Arsenal & Sweden
Caitlin Foord | Arsenal & Australia
Daphne van Domselaar | Aston Villa & The Netherlands
Mary Earps | Manchester United & England
Laia Codina | Arsenal & Spain
Jill Roord | Manchester City & The Netherlands
Élisa de Almeida | PSG & France
Hayley Raso | Real Madrid & Australia
Kim Little | Arsenal
Niamh Charles | Chelsea & England
Millie Turner | Manchester United & England
Trinity Rodman | Washington Spirit & USA
Cloé Lacasse | Arsenal & Canada
Victoria Pelova | Arsenal & The Netherlands
Amanda Ilestedt | Arsenal & Sweden
Alanna Kennedy | Manchester City & Australia
Erin Cuthbert | Chelsea & Scotland
Magdalena Eriksson | Bayern München & Sweden
Jackie Groenen | PSG & The Netherlands
Felicitas Rauch | North Carolina Courage & Germany
Beth Mead | Arsenal & England
Sabrina D'Angelo | Arsenal & Canada
Jen Beattie | Bay FC
Sydney Lohmann | Bayern München & Germany
Christen Press | Angel City & USA
Patri Guijarro | Barcelona & Spain
Aitana Bonmatí | Barcelona & Spain
Ellie Carpenter | Olympique Lyon & Australia
Jordan Nobbs | Aston Villa & England
Caroline Graham Hanson | Barcelona & Norway
Wieke Kaptein | FC Twente & The Netherlands
Sara Doorsoun | Eintracht Frankfurt & Germany
Lucy Bronze | Barcelona & England
Alex Morgan | San Diego Wave & USA
Laura Wienroither | Arsenal & Austria
Keira Walsh | Barcelona & England
Beth England | Chelsea & England
Emily Fox | Arsenal & USA
Damaris Egurrola | Olympique Lyon & The Netherlands
Plus Gabrielle Davina Smith, Melissa Ford, Kaylah Attard, Fia Houston- Hamilton, Rhiannon Bacchus and Rhiannon Doyle who were set to join Breakaway before lockdown.
250 Hollywood Celebrities Sign Letter Demanding Big Tech Censor Anyone Who Opposes Trans Surgeries On Kids
Here are the names of every celebrity who wants to mutilate children. Remember them & for Gods sake, stop supporting their products, movies, shows etc.
this video is far better than the one i have (from basically on the wall of house left lol)
In order of appearance (which is the reverse of how they're listed in the playbill):
Olivia Windley as Sillabub
Ryley Perry as Etcetera
Erin Rawlings as Cassandra
Murillo Barbosa as Pouncival (who filled in for Plato during the ball doing the white cat lift)
Emmanuel Cologne as Coricopat
Grace Arnold as Tantomile
Eric Rivas as Alonzo (who did the tapoff with Jennyanydots)
Noah A. Lyon as Plato/Macavity (who filled in for Tumblebrutus during the ball doing the flippies)
Caitlin Bond as Victoria
Alexis Yard as Rumpleteazer
Steven Etienne as Mungojerrie
Lauren Brooke Tatum as Jennyanydots
Danny Iktomi Bevins as Skimbleshanks
Maggie McCown as Bombalurina
Indigo Fobes as Demeter
Meredith Crain as Jellylorum
Steve Hudson as Gustopher
Nick Hagelin as Munkustrap
Spencer Dean as The Rum Tum Tugger
Harry Francis as Mr Mistoffelees
Kevin Harry as Old Deuteronomy
Jalise Wilson as Grizabella
Not present are the four students who played ensemble kittens in the first act. (They were adorable to watch and did a great job.)
I can't say enough good things about the cast - they were so much fun to watch. I'm so glad that Harry Francis and Caitlin Bond were able to return to their roles and perform them once more after being so abruptly cut off in 2020.
Congratulations to all involved and thanks for a great time at the theater.
Figured I should make a proper post with all the name duplicates. I’ll update periodically as we get new casts. Just counting queens right now, but I’ll probably add LiW eventually.