#i know nothing about soccer

[heartz4shauna]

you should write nat and lottie kissing after practice <333

Locker Room

Word count: 524

Warnings: established relationship (lottienat), precrash/no crash au, brief mention of jackieshauna, nickname use (babe), also probably a little ooc and kinda sucks. sorry 😭🙏

a/n: SO SO SO sorry this took me so long to write i haven’t been motivated recently agh anyway! i hope u enjoy x

The girls were getting cleaned up in the locker room after a quick practice. Just another average practice, preparing for nationals.

Lottie came over to her locker, grabbing her hairbrush as she towel dried her hair, “you were good out there, Nat,” she told the blonde who was standing opposite her, getting dressed. Natalie smiled to herself and nodded, “thanks, Lott. You were, too.” They shared a brief moment of eye contact before Shauna came over, “Jackie’s asking me to go do something later. I think she wants me to go rollerblading,” she boomed. Lottie rolled her eyes, “sounds fun,” she replied sarcastically, brushing her hair. “Oh, yeah. Have fun,” Natalie added, a smirk on her face.

Shauna quickly waved them goodbye and left the locker room, it was just the pair now.

Natalie looks over at the taller girl, “What were you saying? How I was just so amazing and perfect on the field today?” she asked teasingly, sauntering over to her girlfriend. Lottie chuckled at her words, “don’t flatter yourself, babe. You were okay at best.” Natalie nodded, leaning against another players locker, “sure, sure, okay. You were fine,” she shrugged, poking fun at Lottie.

Lottie tossed her towel onto the bench, not daring to look away from her girl. “Don’t be rude, Nat,” she returned, pushing her locker closed. “You know I was good,” she added, a smirk creeping up onto her lips. Natalie’s nose scrunched in thought, “Hmm.. maybe just a little.”

Lottie chuckled and moved to her girlfriend, her hands gripping around her waist, “yeah, you think?” she asked in a whisper, placing a kiss onto Natalie’s temple. Nat nodded, her arms shaking around Lotties neck, trapping her there.

“Not only that, I stopped about a million goals, how’s that for good?” Lottie continued, planting gentle kisses along her girlfriends jaw.

Natalie melted into her touch, humming along to Lotties words like they were a lullaby.

As soon as Lottie’s lips made a tiny bit of contact with Natalie’s, Nat pushed her face up against the taller girl’s. Lottie quickly understood what she wanted and brought her hands up to Natalie’s head, impossibly deepening the kiss. Nat smirked to herself, shifting slightly to sit on the bench next to the pair. Lottie followed, sitting with her without breaking the kiss. The two were just about to get comfortable when they heard a banging sound, causing them to push themselves away from each other, “the fuck was that?” Natalie asked in a low tone, looking around them. Lottie just shrugged when the noise came again and a loud voice spoke.

“Hey, pack it in ladies! Gotta close up the locker room in a minute!” It was coach Scott. Natalie rolled her eyes, realising who it was and stood up from the bench. She held her hand out to Lottie to help her up. “Let’s get our stuff,” Natalie decided, grabbing her soccer uniform from the ground. Lottie nodded, picking up her towel she threw earlier, “He’s such an ass. Can’t even make out in peace,” she mumbled jokingly. Natalie chuckled, playfully hitting Lottie in the shoulder, “shut up, you loser.”

[chaiichait]

Being a TFOTA fan means seeing Jude Bellingham on your feed

[paeoniaanomala]

cooking up a tf2 jjba au crossover as we speak…. rubbing my hands together evilly

[caito-does-stuff]

i’ll never forget the 2022 world cup where i was rooting for poland in the poland v france game (bc i’m polish) and my friend randomly said i was a bad person for doing so because the polish government sucks

[darkbloodmoon]

i think that red card they gave morocco was absolute bullshit

[poebot]

no thoughts, just soccer player Abby.

soccer player!abby who beats her chest and goes ape-shit whenever she wins a game. who screams herself hoarse from the adrenaline, excited eyes searching the crowd for you.

soccer player!abby who sprints at top speed when she finally spots you cheering for her from the railings, wrapping you up in her arms and spinning you around like a rag doll.

soccer player!abby who plants wet kisses all over your face and ignores your protests and squirms, cringing from her sweatiness. a cocky grin plastered on her face because she knows from the way that you’re beaming that you’re so fucking proud for her.

soccer player!abby who takes a group photo with her teammates before tossing you over her shoulder to take a solo pic, her free arm flexed for the camera and her messy hair sticking to her forehead.

soccer player!abby who treats you like the real prize as soon as you both get home.

i want to bite her.

[other-peoples-coats]

ok so we all agree that jedi sports are just like, ludicrously insane, right?

like jedi baseball is really only technically sort of like baseball, if you squint very hard and are also very drunk. the ball is a stunner shot, the bat is your lightsaber, and it's less 'catching to throw out' and more 'deflecting it directly at the runner'.

Jedi soccer has a special pitch with re-inforced walls and ceiling because the last time a ball escaped the pitch it went through three buildings.

the less said about jedi track and field events, the better.

[tennessoui]

we're firmly stepping into clueless kit territory but modern au where obi-wan goes out to a bar to watch a basketball game with his friends from work and while he's waiting for a 3rd/4th round of drinks, he spies a very pretty and handsome guy leaning up against the counter looking bored af

and no one that pretty should look that bored, especially in a crowded and loud sports bar, so he makes his way over to the man.

"not your thing?" he asks, gesturing to the television, and the guy looks over, takes his measure, gets a hungry glint in his eyes, and says, "no, i'm not really into it, i just came with a friend" and obi-wan takes this to mean the very attractive man looking up at him beneath his eyelashes and touching his arm is not into any sport and he's quick to be like oh yeah no me neither i don't have the head for it i don't know anything about sports fuck sports 100% i hate sports (never mind that obi-wan coaches a little league, baby's-first-soccer-team part-time and loves it) and the attractive man laughs and rubs the back of his head and agrees and gives him his name and lets him buy him a drink

and they spend the night together and it's great and then a week or so later the assistant coach and league admins are all abuzz because famous (and single and hot) hockey player ani skywalker enrolled his twins in their soccer team program and obi-wan doesn't think anything of it until his one night stand rocks up to drop off his twins and they're both like :0 before going to argue in the locker room

("you said you hated sports, mr. hockey legend!!"

"i awkwardly laughed when the guy whose dick i wanted to suck said he hated my livelihood!! and you're one to talk, mr. coach of my twins' soccer team!!")

[purecommemasolitude]

why couldn't darry curtis have been a hockey star or a soccer star. am i actually going to have to learn the rules to american football to write this fanfiction because it's looking like the answer is yes

[jrueships]

.... oh really now 🤨 ? .... show me 😼.

[star-quill]

okok hear me out, peter is an international sports star and you’re his wag 🥲

MMMMPH OK OKAY!!!!!!

i feel like he'd def be part of the nhl. his family definitely grew up watching a lot of sports but he was very into watching hockey the most. he was a scrawny kid so his grandpa was always worried about him getting slammed into the wall or falling on the ice when he was practicing but as he got older, he buffed up, got stronger and it hurt less when he fell over or got hit.

now he's famous, and with that came a reputation. he's a flirt, and you were currently on the receiving end of it. it was the end of season, his team just missed out on winning the championship, but they're still throwing a party. the team, their partners, the manager and the rest of the staff were invited. you were a friend to one of the players' partners and she dragged you along. and luckily for peter, you were single.

it didn't take long, or much flirting from his end, for you to give in. you'd been single for a while and to be honest, you were desperate, and peter was hot as fuck. you weren't about to turn him down. he dragged you out the ballroom of the hotel, up to his room and within a minute, you were on his bed, dress discarded on the floor and his large body was now over you, his thighs bent up slightly behind your thighs, his hands beside your head as he kissed your neck.

that night with him turned into more nights, which turned into weeks and eventually turned into him finally asking you out. you knew what would happen if you said yes, all the implications that come with being in a relationship with a sports star, scaring you slightly. but peter was so reassuring.

so you said yes, and now you're at every game, cheering him on and hanging out with all the other wags of the players. you only missed a few games of the season, either due to work or illness. and as the end of season approached, peter's team was on course to win this time—and he's fully convinced it's because of you. every game you missed, the team lost, and every time they won, you were in the stands watching. he kept telling you this, that you were like his lucky charm, or rather, the whole teams lucky charm.

so you promised him from then on out, you'd be at every game so they'd win every game. he just smiled and laughed slightly.

"yeah? every game?"

"mmhm.. every single one.. even if i'm sick.."

peter just smiled, kissed you on the forehead as he grabbed his gear and headed out the changing room, your hand in his as he walked you outside. you both got in his truck once you were in the parking lot and he kept stealing glances whenever he had to stop at a red light. he was so lovesick, it made you blush. and to think, for a second when you met him, you weren't going to give in to his charm. but you wouldn't change it for the world.

[delprimavera]

i can't enjoy any fic that has steve get hit in the head/ punched in the face more than he already has. it makes me stressed it's like im holding a baby like SUPPORT THE HEAD

[after-the-end-times]

Sure gonna be interesting watching a new season of Ted Lasso after repeatedly watching Welcome to Wrexham and learning about real life football

[remedy7411]

Dallas has a women’s soccer team now!!! And the tickets are about $30 per game plus you can get to the field by train. I’m strongly thinking about going when it is not a billion degrees outside.

[saenora]

recently i have seen too many takes on itoshis having unhealthy parents... or their parents were neglectful of them... or pressurizing and i just wanna take a hot minute BEC WHAT ARE PEOPLE ON?!?

[sukirichi]

i’m so normal about aiku haha