#Katie Zelem imagine

[yourwosogirly]

Kicking off romance-Katie Zelem

Based off this request

Word count: 7k

P.s buckle up it’s a long one

"Well done guys, get yourselves a drink"the trainee said clapping his hands together as all the girls stood up heading towards the side of the field and grabbing their Gatorade bottle.

Katie took a chug of her water feeling the dryness in the back of her throat and the sweat radiating off of her body as her body grew more exhausted by the second.

She took this chance of a break in the best way she could in the sense of 'if you don't ask you don't get.

Katie walked to where Mary was with Millie and baggers and tapped the taller girl on the shoulder making her whip her body round to face her.

"Mary can I ask you something?" Katie asked as Mary nodded moving away from the conversation with her friends.

"What's up skipper" Mary asked in a cheery tone putting her arm around the shorter girls shoulder.

"Umm so you remember Y/N right?" Katie said nervously fumbling with her hands as Mary chuckled. Katie didn't know what was happening to her she was never like this and it confused her.

"Yes Katie I know who my best friend is why'd you ask"Mary asked confused but she knew what she was doing.She wasn't stupid and it wasn't like you two weren't fawning over each other all night.

A week ago

You had been friends with Mary Earps since child hood.You had been known as the classic new girl upon your school and Mary had been the one to take you under her wing and you had stayed in contact ever since .

Even with her football career shooting off, as the best goal keeper and you being busy with your own career as a dancer you had managed to say in contact and were somehow known as platonic soulmates.

So it was no surprise when she invited me to her 30th birthday party.She didn't want something to big just her teammates and closest friends which of course included me.

"Sorry l'm late," | exclaimed rushing into the diner where there was a big table and everyone was looking at me making me feel a little uncomfortable but it was to be expected.

Mary had picked a very nice place for her birthday dinner and had managed to get it reserved so it was just us tonight.

There was a display of balloons on the wall that looked amazing and beautiful. Mary had picked great and speaking of the girl.

"Y/N! she shouted across the room sliding her chair back and walking straight towards me the best she could in the heels she was wearing.

She looked beautiful and her shimmering silver sparkling dress with sequins shining in my eyes as she pulled me into a hug.

"I missed you Y/N" she said keeping her arm wrapped tightly around my shoulder.

"I missed you too mearps happy birthday here this is for you" I said handing her my gift bag.

"Thank you come sit down" she said grabbing the bag and putting it on her arm and leading my to sit down in a chair next to her and I was sat next to a blonde and brunette girl.

The waiter came over noticing my arrival and I ordered my drink, main and starter since the rest already have ordered and had drinks.

"Y/N, I would like you to meet all of my teammates this is Alessia and Ella" she said gesturing to the two girls next to me making me wave at them. They seemed quite friendly and Mary had already told me about all of her teammates before.

"Hi y/n l'm Alessia and this is Ella" the tall blonde girl said with a kind smile on my face. Of course had heard of them both from Mary and how they were an iconic duo.

"Hi Alessia hi Ella" i said waving at the brunette who gave me an excited look.

"Hi y/n most people call me tooney" she said brightly. I could tell if we spent more time together we would be good friends. Ella or tooney as she liked to be called seemed to be one to talk and I was someone who hated silence and we matched each others energy perfectly. It was the same reason why me and Mary were such good friends.

All the girls continued to talk and I couldn't help but stare at this Katie girl as I sipped on my Wine and ate my starter.

Well all up until I had my retinals so focused on Katie my breaded mushroom missed my mouth and landed in my lap.

"Shit" said catching the attention of a few other girls but none of them mention it well everyone except a certain best goal keeper.

"Y/N looks like somethings got you distracted not like you" she said clearly knowing what she was on about.

She had been watching me out of the corner of my eye and as she followed my eyes she saw they were staring deeply into her captains figure.

She wasn't stupid and knew exactly what looked like when I was crushing on someone.

"W-what are you on about Mary" I said looking away as i stumbled on my words nervously making the older girl laugh at me making me blush in embarrassment.

"Oh please Y/N your my best friend I can tell when you've got gay panic and by the look on your face" she pointed at my body up and down making me groan and slap her hand away.

"I get it Mary but I don't even know Katie" said and I immediately regretted it as I let her name slip our .How could I have been so fucking stupid?

I knew I would've never hear the end of this but l also knew that it made Mary's job easier as she would have spent all night trying to get me to admit who it was herself already knowing.

"Ooo so you like the skipper ay" Mary smirked teasing you to no end.

"Mary no" groaned throwing my head back in frustration.

"Oh c'mon Y/N I can tell in your eyes you clearly have the hots for her" she smirked looking over at Katie who was talking and laughing with Millie.

"Mary I've only just seen her I haven't even met her yet yeah she's cute but-"I said but she cut me off.

"Oh well I'll introduce you Mary said as groaned again.

"Katie over here" Mary said waving Katie over catching her attention. She quickly made her way over and I felt the blush take over my cheek as she smiled at me.

"Katie this is Y/N my best friend and Y/N this is Katie my teammate and captain now talk" she said pushing us both closer together so we we're chest to chest and walked away to laugh with someone else.

"Hi l'm Katie" she said holding her hand out for me to shake.

"Hi l'm Y/N it's lovely to meet you Katie" I smiled at her as we both sat down.

"So Y/N what's it like being friends with Mary?" she said taking a sip of her wine.

Present day

“Well we got talking last night and she seemed like a really nice girl” Katie tried to word the best she could hoping Mary would get the message .

“So?” Mary asked with a teasing smirk as Katie sighed .

“Umm well she’s pretty and after talking to her I’d like to I don’t know chat with her again” Katie stumbled. God she was a mess. She was only thinking about you and already she couldn’t say anything that made sense.

But Mary decided to put her out of her misery.

“So you want my besties number” Mary asked putting the pieces together and Katie sighed .

“Look Mary I kind of like this girl I don’t know I’ve been single a while and she made me laugh so hard last night so I just want to talk to her again” Katie said giving up and blurting all her feelings out.

“Here’s her number” Mary said giving my phone number to Katie giving her a wink before walking away as the trainer called them all back .

But Katie couldn’t concentrate at all but to be honest unlike normally she wasn’t as bothered as she would be as she just couldn’t wait until training was over so she could text you .

Everyone could tell she was deep in thought and only had and Mary knew what it was about as Katie couldn’t get your image out of her head. It was like she was craving for you.

So once she was finally free and alone she reached for her phone and under there new contact replaced your phone number with Y/N x 💗 smiling at it she worked up the courage to message you .

Katie ❤️

Hi Y/N it's Katie I was at Mary's 30th

Y/N

Hi Katie yes I remember you

How've you been?

I've been good hbu?

I'm good but I actually wanted to ask you something

Yeah sure shoot

So I know this is a long shot but l've got a game this Sunday and I was wondering if you'd like to go

I'd love to watch you play and it gives me a chance to see Mary aswell

Great I'II send you the deets

Okay thanks Katie

You and Katie had talked for hours on end that night and you ended up falling asleep with your phone in hand .And you had been doing it a lot, talking about everything and anything with her and it felt easy with her .she was easy to talk to on the phone and always made you laugh.

But you hadn't seen her in person since Mary's birthday and you had began to develop feelings for the skipper and you didn't know what to do about but knew that you wanted to see her again.

So luckily it was the day of The game Man U had against West Ham and you couldn't help but feel really excited to see Katie on the field and talk to her again.

I had put on a Man U jersey that Mary had gifted me and paired it with some black cargos, black high top converse and a jacket.

I grabbed my phone and as I headed to my car I got a call and I saw it was from Katie bringing an immediate smile to my face.

I answered it but put it on hands free as I started to drove to Man U's home stadium where the game would be held today. Old Trafford.

"Hey Katie you alright?" I ask turning the wheel and looking behind me as I reversed off my drive and began the journey to the stadium.

I knew the path way too well as it was nailed in my brain from the many games I had gone to, to support Mary.

Yeah I was just checking in on your whereabouts me and the girls have just arrived at the stadium and we've just done pitch inspection" she said as I nodded .

"Okay cool well I should be there in a round 15 minutes" i said.

"Ok sounds good just when you get there park round the back and I'll meet you at the door to take you to the seats I'll be waiting" she said.

"Okay thanks Katie I'lI see you there okay"; said as my finger hovered over the screen to hang up.

"Okay see you Y/N" she said a bit excited and I ended the call. I drove the rest of the way to the stadium and it didn't take me too long as there wasn't much traffic which was lucky.

I couldn't help but feel kind of nervous to see Katie again but I was also really exited and I wanted to let out a squeal like a little girl but I didn't.

Staying true to her word, I got out of my car after parking and as she saw me Katie was by the door and she waved her hand high in the air hoping i would see her.

"Y/N I'm so glad you could make it" she pulled me into a small hug talking in her thick Manchester accent and i hid my head in her neck as I blushed deeply by her words.

“No worries it would be a pleasure to watch you play” i said as we pulled apart and she kept her hand rested on my lower back.

“Thank you so much, I’m excited for you to watch us, let me show you to your seat” she said as she led me through the inside of the stadium.

She showed me to my seat which was on the opposite side of the fans with the family and just above the subs on both team and of course I was sat on the man United side .

“Right so this is your seat bathrooms are through there feel free to do whatever you like and if you need anything just ask one of the guys in man u jackets and if you want food or anything like that you can just go through the booth up there” she said pointing towards the box with a camera that would stream the game just in front of it. Luckily I wasn’t .

“Ok great thanks Katie” i said as I rummaged around getting comfortable .

“Of course Y/N and I’m sorry but I’ve got to go before Marc shouts at me. I need to get ready for the game and it would look bad on me as captain” she apologised and I could tell by her face she was guilty.

“Katie don’t worry about it” i said grabbing her hand to stop her from rambling on and on.

“Are you sure your okay” she asked concerned making a chuckle leave my plump lips that she kept on staring at .

“Katie it's gonna be fine okay now go before your late and if you don’t I’ll throw you there yourself” I threatened her making her chuckle and raise her hands in the air .

“Okay okay I’ll go I’ll see you after the game Y/N” she mumbled before walking down the stairs and back into the tunnel to get ready .

You watched as all the girls came out for warm ups as music blasted through the stadium. Speaking of the stadium, it was bloody amazing like a theatre and the crowd was electric.

You had missed watching Man U play and hadn’t seen them play in a long time and it showed how much they improved and how good they were, they were strong .

The game began and as soon as it did, you were on the edge of your seat, watching eagerly as the two teams battled it out on the field .Man U had most of the possession passing the ball back and forth as their opponents, Brighton tried to get the ball of them and failed almost every time .

As you watched the game, normally you would stare over at each and every player on the pitch but not this time, no, you couldn't tear your eyes away from Katie's figure.

You couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as you watched Katie lead the team onto the field, wearing the captains armband and exuding in elite confidence.

It was half time with it currently being 2-0 to Man United. But tensions were still high and All of the players walked into the tunnel for the break. All except for two. Mary might have been concentrating on saving goals and the game but she had managed to seek me out from my spot as my seat was close to her and she heard me cheering which was a big give away.

“Oh Y/N I didn’t know you were here” Mary walked over to me holding her bottle under her left arm .

“Uhh yeah I came to see you” I lied awfully at that but she already knew why I was here .

“Oh please don’t lie Y/N I know your here to see Katie” she rolled her eyes and my mouth opened and close in shock making her giggle .

“You don’t mind do you?”i ask as I looked over where Katie was talking with one of the officials not that far from us .

“Of course I don’t Y/N you come to enough of my games and anyways everyone thinks about me anyway” she said shrugging her shoulders sassily making me laugh at her .

We continued to talk for a few moments catching up on what we had missed out on since we had lasted seen each other .

“So what’s been going on with you and Katie” Mary wiggled her eyebrows at me making me laugh as she lent her hands against the barrier in between us .

I sighed thinking about the girl. “I don’t know, we talked all night at your party and it was amazing and we’ve been texting every time we can since” i said .

“So do you like her because I haven’t heard you talk about someone like this for years Y/N” she said and I thought about it even though I already knew how I felt about her .

“Yeah, I do a lot but I don’t think she liked me back she probably thinks of me as a friend and I don’t know it’s frustrating your right I’ve never felt like this for someone she just makes me feel so happy whenever she walks in the room” i rant to her and Mary doesn’t say anything but just smiles at me dreamily .

“Y/N from the way you’ve talked about her just now I think you feel a lot more than a little crush for Katie and trust me when I say she likes you back” she rested her hand on my arm but before I could say anything the whistle blew that half time was over.

Which meant Mary had to go back to the goal and I wouldn’t have had time to talk to Katie which was the one thing I was desperately craving for right now .

The game resumed, with both teams bringing back even more power and energy as they had done once before.But you could tell they were both getting frustrated, yes Man U may be winning 2-0 but they hadn’t add another goal yet and what wasn’t like them.

Brighton we’re getting sloppy and angry not being able to get through Man U defence or Mary earps causing them to become rough with unnecessary tackles becoming fouls and getting them nowhere .

But then, out of nowhere, Katie made a bold move, darting across the field with lightning speed and expertly maneuvering the ball past the opposing team's defenders. Before you knew it, she had kicked the ball into the back of the net, scoring a stunning goal that sent the stadium into a frenzy of cheers and applause.

You leapt to your feet, cheering along with the rest of the crowd as Katie raced back towards her teammates, beaming with triumph. It was a moment you would never forget, watching her in her element and seeing her score that goal as the captain of her team.

“Yes Katie!”you screamed at her waving your arms high in the air with the rest of the fans and Katie caught your eyes .

As everyone walked back to their positions, Brighton looked defeated as their was only a few minutes left and they were down by 3 knowing they would win this game.

And as expected, 2 minutes later the full time whistle blew signalling the end of the game as all the fans cheered loudly .

You stood up from your seat and made your way to the front row waiting where Katie had told you to as she had told you earlier she come see you.

Some people walked into the tunnel and others went to sign autographs, shirts and take photos.

Katie made a beeline for you as you made eye contact and you smiled at her excited until you could hear the ragged breath.

You high fives her with both hands and wrapped your fingers around hers before pulling her into a deep hug taking in her sent .

“You were amazing”you beamed exaggerating a little but I didn’t care .

“Thank you Y/N and thank you for coming to watch me”she said flashing you a smile.

“Don’t worry about it i bloody loved it”I expressed my feelings making her laugh heartily.

“That goal you scored was incredible. I couldn't believe it."you replied, feeling a little starstruck .

Katie grinned, looking pleased. "It was a team effort," she said, modestly. "But I'm glad you enjoyed it.” And it was silent for a few seconds .

“Katie what’s wrong?”I asked confused as I looked into her eyes seeing something I didn’t recognise.

“Nothing..I just I wanted you to come to my day today because I wanted To ask you something”she said and I could hear the seriousness in her voice .

“Well okay I’m here so talk to me”i chuckled at the end to hide my nerves.I was assuming the worse seeing as all the colour drained from her face .

“So umm I wondering if you would like to go on a date with me?”she asked nervously as she looked at the grounding full on refusing to look me in the eye .

But I grabbed her by the chin and tilted her head back up to look straight into mine and I stared at her lips for a few moments not saying anything .

“I’d love to”i whispered so she could hear and her face light up like the sun and it would be funny if I wasn’t joking .

“Really? You’d go on a gate with me”she beamed at me getting over the shock I actually wanted to go out with her .I mean who wouldn’t want to go out with her .

“Yes Katie I would be honoured to go on a date with you”a smug smile took over my lips as I put on a posh accent making us both giggle .

I don’t know how but somehow our hands had connected together and I only noticed when I had to pull away as I moved further away from Katie making her frown in confusion .

“I’m sorry I have to go”i said not wanting to leave.I really wanted to go home and be in her arms but I couldn’t .

“It’s ok”Katie gave me a tight lipped smile .

“Goodbye Katie I’ll see you later”i said giving her one last smile and a kiss to her cheek before I turned around and walked out the stadium.

Katie stared in a haze where my figure had been standing but now it was just nothingness as I had pulled out of the car park and started to drive home .

But she couldn’t help but he excited she had just won a match with her team and had scored a date with her crush.Her life couldn’t get any better .

“Katie cmon or your gonna miss the bus”Millie shouted and Katie snapped her head towards her seeing that she was already changed out of her kit and her Man U casual clothes .

“Shit”Katie mumbled too herself running after Millie who had already disappeared back inside the tunnel .

The next evening

That night when both you and Katie had gotten home you had done the same thing you had done every night and had talked on the phone all night and had set your date .

Katie was adamant about wanting to plan it since she asked you out she wanted to every thing for you said it was my treat.So she had told you the address and the time.

Some how it might have been a coincidence she had planned to go to an Indian restaurant called the chutney and it had managed to be your favourite restaurant that was just down the street from your house .

It didn’t take you that long to get ready as you put your hair up in a slick back bun with some light make up and lip gloss to brighten up your eyes and lips .

You had gone with a long black dress with a long slit on the left hand side with a small black bag and put all your essentials inside .

You took One last look in the mirror and took a deep breath before leaving your house and driving to the restaurant.But before that you made sure to text Katie not wanting her to think you were ignoring her or standing her up.

Y/N

Hi Katie I’m just leaving now I’ll be there in a couple mins

Katie ❤️

Hi Y/N/N that’s good I’ve just arrived see you soon xx

I closed my phone and smiled at the message before focusing my attention back on the road .

As you approached the restaurant, you noticed Katie outside looking around for any sign of you but she wasn’t doing very well and looked a little helpless.

But other than that, she looked Gorgeous.In a brown chocolate dress that hugged her curves and was a few shades lighter than her natural hair colour.

Her hair was styled in loose waves with nude heels on. You feel your heart skip a beat as you approach her.

"Hey!" she greets you with a bright smile. "You look amazing."

"Thanks," you reply, feeling a little shy. "So do you."

She had her hands behind her back which only made it a little awkward as you pulled her into a small hug.

"These are for you"she said revealing what she was holding behind her back.You look at her shocked as she hands you a bunch of red roses.The real ones .You took them out of her hands and took a big smell taking in their sent.

They smelt lovely jusToday you liked them.And they smelt fresh which was a plus.

"Wow these are beautiful thank you Katie"you said and leant over to kiss her on the cheek making her blush but you didn't notice luckily for her.

"No problem I'm glad you like them"she smiled at you still feeling the lingering feeling of your lips against her cheek.

"How'd you know I like roses?" asked confused looking at her curiously.

"I talked to Mary"she smiled and it all made sense now.I had a lot to thank Mary for because without her I wouldn't be here right now and I wouldn't be on the date with the prettiest girl in the world.

"Of course you did" rolled my eyes as we both laughed.

“Do you mind if I go put these in my car?"; ask as she nods with a smile gesturing for me to go ahead and as quick as I could unlocked my car and put the roses in the passenger seat before locking it again and headed back to Katie.

I saw she was still outside waiting for me which made me smile.

"Shall we?"she asks as she held the door open to me.She was such a gentlewoman I couldn't get enough of her.

"Thank you l'm sorry I didn't get you anything" apologised regretting not getting her anything but she shook her head as she kept her hand around my waist.

"Don't worry about it"she kissed the top of my head making me blush.

I noticed that Inside, the ambiance is cozy and romantic, with soft lighting and a fireplace crackling in the corner.

"Hi reservation for zelem Katie said politely as she took her hand from around my waist to hold my hand in hers as the lady looked down her list before she grabbed two menus.

She gave us a smile. Todayw me please"she said and we walked after her until we reached a table for two and it was nice and secluded under the lights with a both of privacy away from the other people in the restaurant.

Once the lady leaves before you could sit down

Katie pulls out her chair for you and guiding you into your seat and once your sat she tucks your chair in before sitting in her own.

"Thanks," you say, feeling a little overwhelmed by her chivalry.

"My pleasure," she says with a grin. "So, have you looked at the menu yet? |heard the steak is really good here."

"Hmm, well I am a steak girl" you said as your eyes skim over the menu when you really already know what you want.

"Really I didn't see you as someone who likes steak"she asked curiously.

"Oh god yeah I love it it's all ever eat really probably not healthy but oh well" shrug my shoulders making her laugh.

"Why what do you like?" ask curiously as she just hums.

"I don't know I don't have a lot of options because of my diet"she said.

"Oh cmon can't you treat yourself for one night you tried to convince her as she sighed.

"Alright then"she said fully convinced and attached to your charm.It was only your first date and now she couldn't say no to you.

“Are you ready to order?” A waitress came over with a note pad and pen.

“Uh yea”Katie said and motioned for me to go first which I gladly did after giving her a nod of consent .

“Can I please have a Pepsi to drink and for my main can I please have the 8oz steak with chips please”i said politely putting the menu down and waited patiently as the lady wrote that down .

“And how would you liked that cooked?”she asked .

“Uh well done please”i said and she nodded before turning to Katie and Katie gave the lady her order .

The waitress took our menus off of us .

“And just to make sure we have no allergies?”she asked as me and Katie shook our heads at the same time .

“Ok good I’ll be back soon with your food”she said walking away leaving me and Katie alone .

“So Y/N I know we’ve talked a lot but tell me something about you no one will know tell me just anything about you”she said.

“Uh well I warn you my life not that interesting”i shrugged but she shook her head with a smile .

“I don’t care if you don’t think your life’s interesting just talk to me I wanna know”she said as I sighed .

“Well okay so obviously as you know I’m really close with Mary and she’s been my best friend forever like my second family really”i said and someone else came round with a tray with two drinks on it .

“So I’ve got a Pepsi and a white wine”the guy said placing the two drinks down on the table and we both took a sip from them synchronously.

“So Y/N then I have a question for you why didn’t you have an alcohol beverage?”she asked as she licked her lips not knowing how much it drove me crazy .

“I don’t know I’ve always been a picky person with food and drinks I’m always fussy and with drinks I only really like Pepsi and water and alcohol doesn’t taste that speaking to me but it’s not that bad”i said as she laughed .

“God what am I getting myself into”she said making me laugh with her .

“Well you

“No I like being here with you”she said reaching out and taking my hand above the table and squeezing it making me smile at her .

“Good because I like being here with you as well”i said and we stared at each other with a look our eye that neither of us could explain.

The rest of the time was a waiting game as we waited for our food but that was the last thing on our minds right now as all I could think about was Katie as I spent the most amazing night of my life wine her.She made me laugh without even realising it.

sooner or later though at some point during the night the same lady who was our waiter earlier came over with our food. Good because ‹ hadn't eaten all day and my stomach was rumbling.

" I have the sirlon steak"she said putting my plate down in front of me masking me look at it in awe. Yes i was that hungry.

"so this must be for you, enjoy your meals"The lady said putting Katie’s plate down and walking away to assist someone else .

“Let’s dig in”you smiled at her Katie as she nodded and you both grabbed your knives and began to eat your food in a comfortable silence .

But you had gotten distracted because since Katie had pasta bolognaise she had to swirl around her fork which became a much difficult task that it needed to be.

“Shit”she cursed as the spaghetti fell off her fork once again making you burst out laughing .

“Stop laughing at me”she whined and you saw she had sauce spread all over her mouth because of it .

“Ok ok I’ll stop I’m sorry”I smirked pressing a hand against my chest to calm down my heart rate .

“Oh wait here”i said leaning over the table and wiping the sauce of her mouth with it getting dangerously close to her lips as we looked at each purse with adoration in our eyes .

“There”i said breaking eye contact with her as I leaned back and we both straightened our selves out not wanting the moment to end but sadly it had .

“Thank you”she smiled at me and I nodded placing my arms in my lap.

The waitress came over once again to take your plates away once she had saw that you both had finished your meals and asked if you would like anything else.

“Umm I’m fine”i said feeling full and the waitress turned to look at Katie .

“Then the bill will be all”Katie declined and the waitress nodded walking away .

While she was gone me and Katie both grabbed our purses preparing to pay for the dinner .

The lady came back with the mettle plate with the receipt laying on top of it but from where I was sitting I couldn’t see the price .

“How much is it?”i ask rummaging through my purse making Katie lift her head up and quirk her eyebrows at me .

“Umm £45.62 but you don’t need to know that I’ll pay”she said going to put the money down but I was quicker grabbing her hand before she could put the money down.

“Please Katie let me pay for it you brought me to this nice place it’s the least I could do for you”i pleased with she as she sighed .

“Okay fine”she said as I smirked in triumph knowing I had won over her as I placed the money on the table.I stood up from my chair making Katie look at me .

“I’m going to go to the bathroom before we leave”i said as she nodded and once she saw I couldn’t see her she swapped the money and putting mine back without me knowing.

I finished up in the bathroom and washed my hands heading back to our table and slinging my bag over my shoulder and me and Katie stood up .

“Ready to go?”i ask as she nods and we head out of the restaurant reconnecting our hands together .

We step out of the restaurant and feel the wind hit us as we step onto the street.I felt a bit sad knowing this was over but I had so much fun and I would never forget this night.

“Do you wanna take a small walk around the block with me?”she asked as I nodded excitedly trying to keep my cool.

“I’d love that”good thing she asked because I wasn’t ready for this to be over.We started to walk and you could hear the click of our heels as we walked around the path.Her hand slipped into mine slyly but I let her and held it tightly afraid it’ll fall out of my grip if I held it loosely.

“So Y/N, you noticed your a dancer right?”she asked as you nodded .

“Yeah I’ve been dancing since I was three” I said smiling.I had a lot of am compassion for my career and I held so much love for it .

“And that’s how many years?”she said smirking at me as I slapped her on the arm making her chuckle .

“Rude”i said offended before we both laughed our asses off bending forward before I held her hand in mine again.

The more you walked you could feel the cool night air hit your face as the night darkens.You couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily.Your glad you brought a jacket with you that was just about keeping you warm so that your not that freezing that you were shaking .

“Feeling chilly?”Katie chuckles as she saw the goosebumps creep up your arms .

You nod and zip up your jacket. "Yeah, a little bit. I didn't expect it to be this cold tonight."

Katie chuckles. "Welcome to Manchester weather. You never know what you're gonna get."

As you continued to walk, you pass by a street musician playing a guitar, his voice echoing through the empty streets. Katie stops to listen, and you stand beside her, watching as she sways to the music.

It was a soft song, and you couldn’t help but sway your own hips eyes closed in contempt .

“Katie do you wanna dance?”I ask holding my hand out to her which she takes and we sway back and forth in each others arms until the song is over .

"That's beautiful," she says, her eyes closed.

You nod, feeling a sense of peace wash over you. "Yeah, it is."

You both continued you walk, you had loads of fun as you point out your favourite landmarks and hidden gems in the neighbourhood.You always thought Manchester was beautiful and it was even better at night .

“So you’ve asked me about my career now tell me about yours what’s it like being the captain for man United women”i ask her as i big smile took on her face once again.

“Well I love it really Man U’s my home and it always will be I’m never leaving I love playing for them and I love being the captain and wearing the armband it makes me feel a lot of pride for myself and my name”she smiled broadly.

You both reach the end of the block and end up back outside the restaurant our front where your cars were parked .

You both turn to face each other, there’s a moment of silence as you both look at each other.The air changed with possibility.

Finally, Katie spoke up. “Thanks for joining me tonight Y/N.I had a really great time with you”she caressed your cheek making you blush.

You smile, feeling a rush of warmth. "Me too. I'm really glad we went out."

“Where’s your car?”she asked and i saw her eyes searching around even though she didn’t know which car was mine .

“Just down there”i said pointing at the blue Renault that was a bit down the slope of the hill as Katie nodded .

“Ahh ok do you want me to walk you to your car?”she asked me politely.She was such a gentlewoman.

“I’d love that”I smiled wider than a rainbow as she linked our arms together and I wish it lasted longer because every step we took would be closer to my ride home and the less time I would be spending with Katie.

“Well here I am”i said as we arrived at mg car and I grabbed my car keys out of my pocket sadly and I think Katie could tell .

“Hey what’s wrong?”she asked concerned as I shook my head .

Nothing it’s not important…it’s silly”i said as she cupped my cheeks making us look eye to eye and I stared deeply into her chocolate brown eyes .

“Hey, nothing you do is silly so tell me I wanna know”she said as I sighed looked down at my feet before back up at her .

“It’s just I don’t know you that well but I already know I like you and it’s stupid but I’m already missing you”i said but she didn’t chuckle or laugh at me she just smiled kissing my cheek making my cheeks turn a crimson red.

“Aww Y/N that’s not silly it’s cute” she said and I look at her surprised.

“Really?”i ask as she nods .

“Yeah and I’m gonna miss you as well ever since I’ve met you I know I liked you”she said .

“Well I’m glad we’re on the same page”i said my lips turning upwards .

“Well I better go”she said as she put her bag on her shoulder .

“Yeah it’s getting late maybe I dunno I could take you out next time”i said nervously fumbling over my words I hated how she would be the reason I was stumbling .

“I’d love that I had fun with you I’ll see you soon”she leaned in to kiss my cheek turning around as I watched her walk to her own car already missing the feeling of her body closest to mine as humanly possible.

“Katie wait”i said running after her after I had weighed out my options and she turned around looking confused .

But she didn’t have time to say anything as I pulled her closer to me wrapping my arms around her neck kissing her not giving her a chance to speak.

She quickly rerocpirated my actions holding me up securely by the waist rubbing my sides .

We eventually, not happily though separated for air but I still stayed in her arms not wanting to let go but knew I would have to eventually.

I moved my hands from the back of her neck to wrap around her shoulders and smiled up at her.I was so happy with her .

“I’m sorry I’ve got to go”she apologised but I knew it was a long time coming so I just nodded loving out of her arms .

“I know hey I’ll see you as soon as okay?”i ask as she nodded and I sighed in relief.I couldn’t wait to see her again and I was still standing in front of her .

“Yeah.Definitely I’d love that I’ll text you tonight”she said as we kept our eyes lingering on each other and I tried to desperately pull away .

“Goodbye Katie”i whispered one last time as I tuned around heading to my car succeeding form getting away from her and I could feel her eye lingering on mine as I got into my car but she didn’t leave my head until I got home and she had texted me.But she was in the exact same position as I drove her crazy without even knowing it .

[trulyhblue]

write the niamh **** i dare you!!!!!!! never knew i was this down bad for her until she came out in the captains armband and i was like…there’s something about this, she is confident and she is hot and respectfully i shouldn’t say any more

Back To You

Niamh Charles x Aussie! Reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, massive praise kink, degradation, vibrator, thigh-riding, edging, breeding kink, angst, a bit of Man U hate, semi-public themes, coarse language.

A/N — the demand for Niamhy is finally here…. I honestly don't know what came over me. Bit long, hope you enjoy!

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Time after time, you had watched your girlfriend get angry on the pitch.

You had seen her push and shove, swear and tackle. Niamh wasn't an extremely violent person by any means. She could be kind, gentle, loving, and full of empathy, and in most cases, she was. She wasn't always an intolerance on the field, usually keeping the pace instead of arguing and slowing it down. She was determined, you were technical. All relationships aside, the two of you blended well on the field.

But, Niamh was many things that you weren't.

You had joined Chelsea after progressing through the United Academy. You were born in Manchester and grew up playing football. The move down to London was difficult, but you made your WSL debut in the Blues jersey, and have stayed loyal to them ever since. Unlike many of your teammates, you were very shy. You’d much rather carry the ball down the field than give a shot at goal. You liked weaving in between the midfield and opening up opportunities for your teammates rather than pursuing something for yourself. There was a joke among the Football community that you were allergic to the penalty area because you tried to avoid it at all costs.

You were on the younger side of the team as well, meaning you had less experience than some of your friends. The girls were always there to lift you up and support you, but you managed to stay under the radar, behind the inevitable spotlight.

“Ready for today, Y/L/N?” Sam asked, pulling you out of your daze as you laced your boots. The news of your skipper tearing her ACL was fresh in your mind, but her presence in the room still comforting before a game like this.

Millie was opposite you, patting your knee a few times as she chuckled. “Gonna show those reds a masterclass today, aren't ‘ya?”

You blushed at that, staring down at your boots to avoid the bashful compliments you were receiving. You didn't start often, being classed as a constant sub instead. Today, you were starting. It only made you more anxious that it was against your parent club, one that you used to stay loyal to. One that United fans still ridicule you for leaving. You were an anxious person anyway, but a sold-out stadium and a phone full of social media only fueled your apprehension more.

Your teammates knew of this stress you placed on yourself, and what others placed on you. They had told you thousands of times that Chelsea was lucky to have you, but you constantly lacked the confidence to agree with them. You wanted to prove to everyone that you were capable of exceeding expectations.

“Piss off, you two.” You heard a familiar voice snap. “Leave her alone.”

You looked up to find your girlfriend grabbing your hand, pulling you up so she could wrap her arms across your shoulders. You engulfed her usual scent and sighed in contentment, hugging her back with your arms around her waist, your head against her chest.

You heard Sam scoff, the two women giggling to each other like school girls.

“Captain Niamhy to the rescue.” Your usual skipper teased, poking your side. You yelped, and Niamh sent a glare towards Millie. Sam wobbled closer to the two of you, laughing at the blush that painted your cheeks.

“C’mon, Mils. Let's leave these two love birds by themselves.” She chuckled. “Niamhy wants to show off the armband.”

“I’ll take your crutches, Kerr.” Niamh retorted, ignoring the two women as they sauntered off, placing her attention back on you.

You had left her wandering hands, turned towards your cubby, searching your bag for a hair brush. The anticipation of the game was continuously creeping up on you, and Niamh noticed your apprehension from a mile away.

Your breath hitched when you felt your girlfriend’s hands grip your waist, her front pushing up against your arse. Her voice was softer, raspier. Your bent figure made her bend down so that her mouth was level with your ear.

“You're going make me so proud today, aren't you, Baby?”Her tone sent a shiver down your body, her hot breath fanning down your neck. “‘Gonna show everyone how good you are for me?”

You nodded, feeling your throat close at your flustered state. Your face flushed an embarrassing shade of crimson when Niamh pushed you further into your cubby, moving one of her hands down to the inside of your thigh.

“You’ve got to use your words, yeah?” She muttered, maneuvering your arse so it aligned with her front. “I want to hear you on the field today, okay? Even if I'm on the other side. Understood?”

“Yes.” You muttered.

Niamh tutted. “Yes…?”

You felt all your composure start to fizzle down to your core. “Yes, Niamh.”

“Good.”

You were about to groan before Niamh pulled you upright, tightening her grip on your waist once more before leaving a chaste kiss on your forehead. You threw your head back and sighed, trying desperately to compose yourself before anyone questioned you.

You followed the team out onto the pitch, not realising that Niamh’s little stunt was to take your mind off the game. You moved through shaking everyone’s hands with ease, taking your position without a second glance towards anyone.

The whistle blew, and you were off.

Chelsea were determined to prove themselves after the poor efforts of the West Ham game. People were doubting the Blues after Sam’s injury and the girls all wanted everyone to know that they were serious contestants.

You were never predictable in the midfield, despite never really moving in and out of the middle very often. You found yourself creating as many chances as possible, crossing the ball into United’s half to the best of your ability.

The constant booing from United and cheers from Chelsea were a healthy, even mix, heightening the odds of the game as it progressed. You made as many breaks as you could before you felt the air in your lungs deflate when your body hit the floor.

You were slightly winded from the tackle, needing a moment to gather yourself before making the effort to get back up. Katie Zelem was the one stalking away from you, holding in a smug grin when some of the Chelsea girls threw their hands up in contention — your girlfriend included.

You shook the exchange off, hoping Zelem thought you weren't fazed by the late challenge. The crowd spurred the game into a further frenzy, coercing both sides to exacerbate their emotions.

You strained your neck from side to side, picking up the ball that had rolled away and getting ready for your free kick. Fortunately, the penalty was within United’s half, so naturally, Chelsea banked up near the goal, waiting as you began to run. You watched as the ball was sent over the top of most of the players in the direction of Lauren near the goalpost. With a flick of her head, the girl sent the ball hurling past Mary Earps’ head, speeding over to you in celebration as the United fans were up in arms at the assist you just had.

The team surrounded the two of you, hugging each other before making the swift return back to your position. Millie and Guro made a show of patting your head. Lauren shook your shoulders while Erin jumped up and down. You searched the group for Niamh, but frowned when your girlfriend was on the other side of the field.

“What is she doing?” You asked to no one in particular, staring down Niamh as she spoke with the Ref and Zelem.

Erin shrugged, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “Who cares? All you need to worry about is doing more of what you just did.”

You chuckled at the Scottish woman, using your hand to propel her away playfully. Both sides took their positions, ready to start over. United started with the ball, passing back to their defensive line before weaving it forward.

You weren't too pleased with the style of aggression that both teams were playing with, wishing that you’d walk away with a clean win and sheet. You knew from playing with most of the Manchester girls that they were taught to fight back with twice as much wrath if they were placed into a compromised position like this. Millie Turner was marking you non-stop, and Maya metres away from you at all times. You struggled to keep the ball by your feet without someone coming up behind you and snaking away quicker than it arrived. You were growing more and more irritated as the game progressed, causing you to make stupid mistakes and overthink.

Hayley Ladds sent a shot through Hannah’s hands leading into halftime. Lucia Garcia was holding onto your shirt, yanking it back in an effort to stop you from defending. You watched the Manchester girls crowd each other like your team had done at the start of the game.

You had half a mind to stomp over to the group and pull them apart, but as you looked around, you realised the rest of your team wanted to do the same. The continuous physicality of the Reds was not something you were used to. Chelsea had been dominating the league for the most part — this was not something you were expecting.

The halftime whistle blew, calling the game to a temporary halt as both teams made their way to the changing rooms.

You marched over to Hannah, patting her on the back before retrieving the ball. The girls watched you run back to the middle of the field, placing the ball in its starting position and running back. You could hear the fans screaming as your studs hit the concrete floor, yet you kept your head down to drown out your internal disappointment.

On the rare occasion that you did start, you tried your absolute hardest to keep the ball rolling. You were determined to show people that you weren't just a sub, that you were a valuable asset to the team that deserved to be a part of the starting eleven each week. Back home, you played almost every game during the World Cup with the Matildas. When Steph wasn’t Captain, it was either you or Caitlin. When Sam came back, people found out why Chelsea was lucky to have the two of you. You grew up playing alongside your Aussie teammates, so it was no wonder you moulded so well with them.

You just couldn't understand why you couldn't apply yourself here.

You were about to walk into the Changing Rooms when you heard someone call you out from behind. You turned, finding Katie Zelem walking towards you.

“Can't handle a tackle, can you?” She quipped, watching you remove your shin pads from under your socks. “Even Charles thinks so.”

“You're real cocky for fourth on the table.” You retorted, crossing your arms over your chest. “See you in the second half.”

Zelem stepped forward, scoffing. “Thats if you're not subbed off.”

You shrugged, sliding behind the door and slamming it in response. You knew Katie was saying it in the heat of the moment, but it irked you all the same. Off the pitch, you would apologise and probably trade shirts or something. Now, all you were thinking about was staying on that pitch.

The break went by fast, and you hadn't talked to anyone except for Zelem during that short time.

Guro asked if you were alright, but you shook her off. Niamh had caught onto your mood and figured it best to let you internalise what you were feeling.

Walking back onto the pitch with this newfound persistence meant for a different game. You came on wanting this win more than anyone. Despite the contrary belief of fans, people on the internet, Zelem and anyone else, you wanted to prove this to yourself.

The whistle blew, and you sprinted across towards as an attacking mid. You held out your hand when Guro got hold of the ball, darting down the wing near the edge of the field. Soon enough, the ball fell to your feet. You were expecting the cross to be quick in your feat past Toone and Garcia, moving diligently through their backline for the first time that game.

It seemed that both teams were surprised at your spur of movement. No one was used to seeing you near the goals, now all of a sudden you were on your way to scoring one. You heard Lauren beside you in the penalty box, calling for a pass, but you felt your knees give out when unknown studs hit the back of your shin. The decision of a penalty sending everyone to their feet in either disarray or ecstasy. Everyone expected you to cry out in pain when the whistle blew for contact, but you sprawled back onto your feet in a heartbeat, shoving Katie’s shoulder with so much force it nearly sent her toppling backward.

“What's wrong?” Zelem asked, swiping her shirt in order to rid the mud that had tracked her jersey. “Why the grumpy face?”

“You’re an absolute ride-off, you know that?” You spoke, keeping your eyes focused on her.

“I'm not the one always falling—”

“Oh, fuck off, Zelem!” You snapped, loud enough for the Ref to hear, as you sent another potent push towards the United Captain. A yellow was shown to both of you, leaving Katie to storm off and you to contest the card as soon as it was given.

You were about to give the woman a mouthful when someone came up behind you, grabbing the fabric of your jersey and pulling it into their waist.

You looked up to find Niamh making sure you didn't gain a red, moving you away from the scene with a knot between her eyebrows.

“Did you see her knock her over?” Niamh asked the ref, who was shaking her head at you. “She's been on her the entire game. It's been contacted, late challenges the entire time.”

The ref gave your skipper a warning look, enough for both of you to step away. “You’ve been given the penalty.” She simply put it, motioning for the shot to be taken.

You managed to leave Niamh’s grasp, leaning your hands on your hips as you waited for Guro, who was standing not far from you, to take the shot.

“What are you waiting for?” She called out. “You take it.”

It wasn't much of a shock considering you were the signified penalty taker for your National Team, but Guro’s decision still surprised you nonetheless. You found Niamh beside you still, looking at you up and down with a concealed smirk. You were undoubtedly dirty from the amount of time you spent on the floor, your hair slightly chaotic with strands falling from your face. Your cheeks were tinged a stingy red from the demand of the game, and beads of sweat framed your face.

Your appearance reminded Niamh too much of something else, causing her mind to reel at the thoughts of you lying beneath her. There was someone about you today that sent her into a frenzy. Between the two of you, it was usually Niamh who got herself in trouble with the Refs. You weren't ever the one to contest a card — even when you only had a handful — and instead you’d be the one pulling Niamh away from doing just that.

The reversed roles spurred something within the Captain as she watched her girlfriend line herself up to take the Penalty. You were searching the box for somewhere to slot it into, knowing Earps was ready to defend like her life depended on it.

The stadium went into an eerie silence as you heard the whistle mark your turn. You felt the wind propel you forward, using all your might to kick the ball as hard as you could. Watching anxiously, teething in slow motion, you felt your legs carry you across the pitch, cheering when the ball crashed against the back of the net.

Teammates were on your back instantly, hurling you to the floor, screaming amongst the fans. They shook you, congratulating you, the feeling like you had just scored your first-ever goal resurfacing. You clambered up to face the crowd, smiling as a wave of blue rose to their feet.

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The game ended with Chelsea fans swarming the tunnel, fans reaching their hands down so they’d meet yours. The short circuit around the pitch was full of euphoria. Everyone was reeling at the game, and compliments were showering at the sight of your Player Of the Match award.

“Yeah, the Aussie!” Sam shouted, meeting you in the Changing Rooms with a bone-crushing hug. You laughed at the woman’s energy, letting her sway you back and forth before lifting the trophy up into the air.

Following Sam’s mischief, Millie’s arms snaked around your waist, lifting you up on the spot. “Look at you go, Missy! Making us proud today, aren't ‘ya?”

“Wasn't all me.” You mumbled, cheeks fragmented with a prominent blush as your teammates scoffed and ridiculed your modesty from around the room. To say they were proud was an understatement. Half of them had already posted for social media, Sam letting everyone know that you were a Matilda with a of you with your national flag wrapped across your shoulders and the Player of The Match Trophy, with the caption ‘a smashing Tillie’ on her story.

“I remember your first goal for Australia,” Sam said, pretending to wipe tears from her eyes. You huffed, shoving her slightly.

“That was years ago, Kerr.”

Sam sighed, shaking her head. “I remember it like it was yesterday.”

Your shower was a nice treat for your teething muscles, your sweats and Niamh’s jumper keeping you warm as you packed your bag and waited for Niamh to finish her media duties.

Once you saw her leaving one of the reporter’s sides, you noticed the dark tinge behind her eyes when she met yours. The smirk that aligned her face on the pitch carried itself to now, making its way across her face as she trampled over to where you stood.

Wrapping her arms around your shoulders, shovelling your head into her chest, she groaned, breathing in the scent of your freshly washed as dried hair.

“Ready to go?” you asked, hoping your girlfriend was just as eager to get back to your shared apartment as you were.

“You did so well today, baby.”

You watched Niamh break away from your shared contact, looking at her jumper hugging the curves of your figure, making it known that she’d much rather see you without it instead.

“Want to show you how proud I am.”

She threaded her fingers across the hem of your jumper, tucking her hand underneath the waistband of your trackpants, and toying with the elastic. Your breath hitched at the cold that pricked your skin, hoping Niamh was too preoccupied with her antics to notice the ache between your thighs.

“Niamhy.” You whispered, looking down at the pavement, waiting for your girlfriend to unhook her lingering hands.

“What do you want me to do, Baby? Want me to show everyone here how good you are?”

“Niamh, I—”

“Good girls get rewards, y’know?” Niamh pulled you closer, her hand moving out of your pants and over your arse, giving it a small squeeze before using her arms to lead you towards the car. “Bet you’d enjoy me fucking you for everyone to see. Show everyone who’s slut you are.”

You couldn't reply. If you did, it wouldn't be coherent. You were silent the whole way home, save for the sacred whimper that fell from your lips when Niamh’s hand squeezed your thigh, the distance of her fingers growing closer to where you needed her in each growing second. You could feel the radiation of desire emitting through the car all the way home. You were itching to feel some kind of relief, especially after the stunt your girlfriend had pulled before the game.

You forgot all about Niamh’s actions throughout the game, only remembering it when the waves of arousal moved down to your core. All you could think about was the way Niamh’s fingers ghosted your clit, teasing you with soft patterns across your legs.

When you arrived home, both of you pretty much bolted inside, dropping your bags onto the floor, only just making it to the bed when your lips met hers in an endeavoured embrace.

You let a moan leave your lips when Niamh pushed you onto the bed, crawling on top of you to swallow your unseemly noises with her tongue. The air in the room was thick as you lifted your hips, attempting to grind against her hips for some well-needed friction.

“So desperate, aren't we?” Niamh tutted, holding herself up with her arms to watch your neediness from afar. She licked her lips at the sight of you writhing beneath her. Your thighs clenched together, rubbing together in despairing need. Much to your dismay, Niamh pulled your knees apart, holding them to the bed with her own legs and a potent smile.

“Niamhy, please.” You whined, the lack of touch sending you into a new dimension of misery. Niamh crained her lips to meet your neck, finding solace in your moans when her lips found your sweet spot. She sucked and licked, rolling her tongue around the growing hickey. She held your legs open, leaving no room for friction. Your head faced the ceiling, your eyes clasped shut as you sighed at the hot marks left all over your neck. With your arms, you threaded Niamh’s hair through your hands, pushing her head deeper into your neck, bringing it down near your breasts.

“Good girls use their words, don't they?” Your girlfriend asked, peeling away from your body, leaving a cold absence behind.

You audibly moaned at the loss of contact. “I've already been a good girl. Been so good, and you said I’d get a reward.”

“Been so good for me, haven't you Babygirl?” Niamh smirked, her lips shadowing your ear, teeth nibbling the skin. “Such a good girl for scoring, aren't you? But maybe I should've bent you over during the game. Show everyone what you deserve. To have you bent over and wet for me.”

“Yes, so wet for you.” You replied, squirming as you felt your core drip with arousal. “Just want you so bad, Niamh.”

“Bet you do.” You felt one of her fingers inch up your jumper, letting the cool air nip your skin. You arched your back, feeling a wave of pleasure overcome you when Niamh’s hand met your breast. “Always wanting me to fuck you senseless like you're mine.”

She fondled it slowly, flicking your nipple in between her fingers, watching your eyes roll back when she pushed down on your cleavage. “Such a good slut for me though. So ready for me always. Are you ready for me now?”

Your head seeped into the pillow, the feeling of your breasts being attended to sending you into ecstasy. “Oh— yes, Niamh. Please, so ready for you. Want you inside me so bad.”

“Let me take this off first,” Niamh muttered, stripping off your jumper hastily, groaning at the sight of your chest on full display. You moaned and wiggled at the air hitting your nipples, making them harden for Niamh’s sole exhibition. Without hesitation, she took one of your nipples into her mouth, sucking harshly, nibbling slightly, leaving dark, heavy marks across both your breasts. Her hands groped both of them, moving them to her liking and rubbing them back and forth at varying paces. You writhed beneath her, your cheeks aflame at the sight of the marks littering your chest.

“Marking me up so good, baby.” You sighed, hoping the praise would speed up the process. “Wanna be your good girl so bad, Niamh.”

“So perfect for me.” She mumbled, her speech impaired as she was too busy marking you to lean up. “Taking me so well, aren't you? Is that what you want? You want me to fill you up? Make you so full of cum?”

Your instant agreeance made the girl chuckle. “Want you to fill me up. Wanna make my captain proud, Niamhy. Want you so bad.”

When hearing those words fall from your mouth, Niamh couldn't help but moan. She didn't know you had been turned on by her captaincy. If she had known prior, she would've brought the fucking armband home with her. She wouldn't fucked you multiple times with the band stuffed in your mouth, around her arm, or anywhere that remotely turned you on. She would've been lying if she hadn't found your unknown kink arousing, for the thriving want of tasting you grew as your sweet nothings filled the air.

Niamh pulled her head down, kissing down your abdomen and torso, looking back once more at the mess she had made over your chest before kneading your hips for some sense of relief.

“You've made me so proud, Baby.” She found the waistband of your pants once more, this time, taking her time to find the strength to pull them down. “But rewards can vary, remember? Sometimes, good girls get to choose what they want when they've made their captain proud.”

“Just want you, Niamh.” You whined, crying out when you lifted your hips for what felt like the hundredth time, only to meet nothing.

Your girlfriend hummed, inching down your pants, hoping you’d make your decision more sufficiently than that. “I'm afraid you're gonna have to be more specific than that, my love. Good girls who get to choose their rewards have to use their words.”

When you didn't immediately reply, Niamh shook her head, looking towards the draw that sat by your bedside table. “I thought you said you were my good girl?”

“I am! Just want you, though.”

Niamh knew when you got like this, you just wanted to be told what to do. You were always the quieter one in every situation, introverted and kept to your own. In many ways, Niamh liked that about you. Your outgoing person today against United was something she could get used to. But she wanted to make you feel more comfortable in speaking your truth. She wanted you to know that your decision was valued among discussions. She was not sure how to implement this into everyday life just yet, but she found that during sex, even if Niamh was dominating the exchange — which nine times out of ten she was — she wanted you to have autonomy over what you did.

This was just one example among many, and when you didn't comply, she’d have different methods to get you speaking.

She waited an extra moment just in case you changed your mind before leaning towards the table and searching for something in particular.

You were so subbed out that you didn't even notice the noise until you felt Niamh pull you upright, pulling you up to stand in front of the bed while she peeled off her top, leaving her in a sports bra and training shorts.

When you noticed what she held in her hands, you groaned. “Niamhy—”

“Shut up and listen.” She ordered, her firmness overpowering the contrasted softness she once held before. You straightened up, rubbing your legs together and moaning at the basic sense of relief that flooded down to your clit.

“Take off your pants. Keep your underwear on.”

You made no argument in that, taking no time in chucking your pants in the opposite direction, leaving your tarnished, drenched underwear on show.

“Come here.” Niamh stretched her legs out and beckoned you over. “Don't sit but hover.”

You did as you were told, not entirely wanting to act like a brat after you've just been promised a reward. Your legs ached from the game and from waiting for some kind of relief, shaking ever so slightly as you waited over Niamh’s leg for further instruction.

“Here’s what's going to happen,” You felt your cheeks darken at your girlfriend's firm tone, biting your lips and watching the woman play with the vibrator in her hand.“Since you expect me to do all the work and make all the decisions, you've landed yourself here.” You nodded intently, not exactly sure where this was heading. “You've got to realise that you need to tell me what you want to do sometimes, okay? It's not always about what I want to do. You've got to want it to. Do you understand?”

Even with the sternness of her tone, her underlying motives were precious. You nodded again, your legs growing even more sore as your thighs flexed at the stretch over Niamh.

“Yes, Niamh. I promise I do.”

Your girlfriend inevitably noticed your ache but chose to continue on her rant, knowing that you knew you weren't going to go to sleep tonight unsatisfied.

“You’ll get your reward after this,” With a flick of a switch, you heard the vibrator sound from beneath where you hovered. “You're going to get off on my thigh and the vibrator without my help. All I'm going to do is watch you.”

You let out a guttural moan when Niamh placed the toy against your thigh, looking at her with the utmost displeasure when she chose to put it there instead of your clit.

“You get to come,” Niamh grabbed both of your hips, squeezing them and making sure they were up and away from any friction. “But only when you to tell me two ways you want me to fuck you tonight.”

Your jaw slightly dropped at that. You were never the one to say anything incredibly vulgar, always alluding to what you wanted through noises and actions. Niamh always got slightly annoyed when you weren't confident in what you wanted, especially after your climax when she’d cuddle up beside you and rid of all the juices that leaked from your core. Niamh knew how to please you better than anyone else could, and she knew that you knew that. In fact, she took great pride in knowing that you trusted her to get you off without needing to tell her. But it was a long time coming. You knew that Niamh wanted you to speak your truth, not just in the bedroom but everywhere. You didn't want to stand out or say something not worthwhile. You were quite content with staying under the radar.

But despite this, Niamh waited for your approval of the idea, only turning up the vibrator and placing her hands behind her head when you spoke audible clearance.

You lowered yourself onto Niamh’s thigh as soon as possible, reeling your head backwards when the vibrations made their way into your core. Your girlfriend groaned st the sight of you rubbing your heat against her, finding it difficult not to grab you and fuck you right then and there. She watched you roll your hips back and forth, letting you use the headboard for you to balance yourself with extra support. It took you a while to find a rhythm, only consistent in your movements when some of the fabric of your underwear rubbed up against your clit, making you moan out at the contact of your swollen nub. Niamh saw the vibrator appear in and out of your humps, finding herself staring at the gleaming patch of arousal coating her thigh. The toy buzzes against your thigh, aiding you in your endeavours to get off.

The flustered state and external shyness in what you were meant to say daunted you as you felt your climax approaching.

You refused to look at Niamh in hopes that she would forget about her orders and watch you cum all over her instead.

The fabric against your clit rubbed itself back and forth diligently to the extent that the combination of the vibrator, and the slick made your breathing uneven and the coil in your stomach build to higher distances. You felt your tits move as you kneaded one and pitched the other nipple, closing your eyes and imagining Niamh.

You let out a pornographic moan, euphoria almost washing over you when your core clenched around nothing and started to release. You were about to finally feel a sense of relief when hands found your hips, lifting you away from any friction whatsoever as the vibrator was switched off.

“I can do this all night, y’know.” You heard her say, scoffing when you pouted. “I know how to get off on my own. I've got the videos of you cumming all over my face to prove it.”

“I was so close.”

“You could be so close every single time,” Niamh took the vibrator away, wiping the creamy liquid that coated the toy. “But if you do it again, I’ll edge you all night until you're overstimulated and forget everything except my name. You’ll be begging to cum and you won't even think about cumming for the next month.”

“Niamh, that’s—”

She cut you off with a sudden buzz directly on your clit. Your eyes widened at the vibrator next to your nub, moaning and crying out at the instant pleasure that fell over you. Your core was already sensitive to the teasing and edging, so your senses were heightened at the feeling. You knew Niamh wasn't bluffing, and you knew you wouldn't be able to get away with this.

She slipped off your underwear, letting the air reach your swollen clit.

“You're going to hump my thigh with this vibrator inside of you and tell me how you want me to fuck you.” She started. “Or, every night, I tie you up and make you watch me fuck myself to videos of you for the next month.”

She lowered you back onto her thigh, smirking when you whined at the vibrator pushing its tip inside of you. The toy wasn't able to fit wholly inside of you, only having to latch onto your clit and slightly inside your hole for it to work its magic. It made you crave for Niamh’s finger to fill you up and push your prior orgasms into you. You wanted her to fill you up with her strap and fuck you into ecstasy while you screamed out her name over and over again. You remembered many nights when Niamh would coat her strap with her own cum and fuck it into you. Her phone would be propped up somewhere, showcasing the juices forced up your hole. Niamh has a photo of you doing absolutely anything.

“Niamhy, want you— want you to—”

“Tell me, sweetheart, what do you want?”

When she was away for National Camps, and you couldn't Facetime due to the time difference, you sent her a video of you fingering yourself while whining about how much you missed her fingers.

“Want you to fill me— with your fingers-”

“Gonna make sure you're full of me, baby.”

She had a video of you getting yourself off with her watching. She had photos of you in all types of positions. She had an album of you screaming her name, calling her everything under the sun, cause she told you to and you always complied.

“Your mouth— your strap, Niamhy, want your dick inside me so bad.”

“Pound into until you're subbed out, am I?”

You remember watching a video of you riding her strap with her England Jersey on, bouncing up and down on the toy with your tits bobbing in front of the camera.

“Want to ride you like now. Eat me— eat me out, Niamhy, baby.”

“Fuck, baby, say my name.”

You knew that if you didn't comply, Niamh had plenty of things to keep her occupied.

The vibrator rolled inside of you, sending your back arching and heat throbbing. “Niamh, baby, I’m— fuck! I'm so close!”

Niamh was flushed, encaptured by the visual show of your tits and the way you bounced on her thigh so that the vibrator would dig its way into your core.

“Come for me, baby.” She spoke, jolting her knee so that the pressure in between your thighs would double.

You screamed, letting out the loudest of moans, as you felt your come coat the vibrator entirely, leaking all over Niamh’s thigh and yours.

“Such a good girl for me, aren't you gorgeous.” Niamh’s voice was raspy and hoarse. “Ride it out for me, baby. Yeah— just like that.” Her grip on your hips sent your orgasm out as she moved your hips back and forth until it was too much.

You moved to the side, collapsing so that your back was against the bed.

Niamh climbed on top of you, a devilish, content smirk lining her lips.

“We’re not done yet, love.”

You whined, but internally, you were excited for the night you were about to have.

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A/N — oh my god.

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚁𝙴𝙳

description: In which Laura and her wife surprise everyone with not only their marriage, but the ref shocks people on pitch as well

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laura coombs x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously

warnings: language, cuteness and slight anger/angst

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username5: I WANT THEM MARRIED NOWWW

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lucybronze: You never do cute things like this with me :(

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y/n couldn't help but laugh at the crowd's reaction to her shirt, the cheers and screams of excitement at the name on the back made Mary roll her eyes playfully.

Laura and y/n had kept their marriage quiet, only a their teams and families came, as well as the England squad. No one seemed to suspect a thing without the engagement announcement.

It had been a gorgeous ceremony, y/n's maid of honour being Lucy and the right-back made her cry far too many times with her speech. And after discussing, y/n decided she wanted her wife's name on her back.

The second the man utd team sheet went up, the comments and her phone had been blowing up, the team and herself finding itself hilarious as people freaked out.

And after taping her ring around her finger and walking out with her team, y/n could see the complete shock her name change had given and it made her grin.

As they walked down the line, high fiving the city players, Laura came face to face with her wife, both being started today due to other injuries in the squads.

Laura smiled softly as she got to her wife last, the blonde pressing a kiss to her wife's ring, which caused a loud 'awww' to ripple through stadium.

y/n smiled softly and winked at her wife before jogging to her team and getting ready to prepare for the match, a small knot of worry in her stomach.

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username3: y/n's yellow was in no way a card?? 🙄🙄

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username4: honestly this ref hates her, because even the commentators said she got the ball???

username5: THIS REF HATES MAN UTD WTF??? 🖕🖕🖕

username6: I AM SOO confused how that is a free kick? Like? Man city were losing so the ref was like oops better let them get a goal???

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y/n didn't know what was going on. She was aware that she was being rough, but Manchester derby's were always like that. But the ref seemed to have it out for her.

She was on a yellow and she knew it as she jostled with her lover, Laura just slipping past her with her smaller frame. y/n let out a curse of annoyance as she chased after her wife.

She managed to jostle again and dispossess her wife, the blonde sprawling out across the floor in annoyance as y/n's harsh shoulder barge, a legal tackle but an annoying one.

Laura stood up and watched as Mary managed to intercept y/n's pass, her wife letting out another curse of annoyance as she moved back into her defensive position.

However, the shrill call of the whistle stopped the game as Katie dispossessed Mary. Katie threw her arms up annoyance as y/n defended her captain, saying she had fairly got the ball.

To everyone's shock however, the ref held up a second yellow y/n's way, quickly switching to the dreaded red. It was current the 76th minute and 2-2.

"What the fuck?" y/n asked in shock.

"Wait why?" Ella asks running over to the ref.

"Foul language toward another player." The ref stated and y/n's jaw dropped as she looked over to Marc, her manager who was animatedly trying to discuss it with the 4th official.

"I didn't say it to her, I said shit as I tried to chase her down!" y/n yelled, walking toward the ref. "You've had it out for me all game." y/n defends once more.

The ref was having none of her defence and pointed at the tunnel. Despite the game being at City, the crowd suddenly set off in louds sets of boo's at the ref.

The cheer of 'you don't know what you're doing' became louder as y/n continued to shout in anger at the ref, Laura finally tugging her wife away, telling her to calm down.

"Get the fuck off me!" y/n hisses ripping herself out of her wife's hold and her move caused the smaller woman to stumble slightly. The ref blew her whistle again.

y/n let out a dull laugh as she heard the official following her the woman telling her to get off the pitch immediately. y/n scoffed and trudged off the pitch.

Marc was looking as confused as she was and as the ref shouted at her once more, y/n had enough. She chuckled and grabbed her coat from the bench and jumped over the barrier.

The cheers got louder as she moved to the crowd tugging on her coat and lifting her water to her mouth as she sat next to a city fan, who held up his fist for a fist bump, which y/n did.

The ref watched her confused for a moment, as if trying to figure out if she was serious. y/n just opened her arms as if to say 'and what' as she grinned.

"I'm off pitch!" y/n called and Laura had to slide a hand over her mouth to hide her wide grin.

If there was one thing people loved about Laura's wife, it was that she was known for being a sarcastic little shit, it was one of the things people adored about her.

y/n knew they would appeal the cards and at least her red and one yellow would be revoked, because in all honesty she hadn't done shit.

Marc snorted, having to walk away as he tried not to burst out laughing at his longest running player, acting liked a child as she sat in the opposite teams stand, with people cheering for her.

Eventually, the game drew to a close, a draw being the final result even with utd down a woman. Laura moved over to her wife, who was sat chatting to a city fan, who seemed to be in awe of the woman next to her, despite being a City fan.

"You coming trouble?" Laura yelled up to her wife, who grinned and said goodbye to the fan, taking a quick photo before jumping back over the railing and into her wife's arms.

"I'm sorry for snapping love." y/n hummed, Laura chuckling as she pressed a kiss to her lover's head.

"It's okay baby, you had a rough game." Laura promises as they walk into the tunnel.

"She fucking hated me!" y/n defends and Laura sighs pressing a kiss to her wife's head.

"And you are no help with your sass." Laura says and y/n scoffs.

"Just because you're two years older doesn't mean you can mother me!" y/n tells her wife as they near the changing rooms.

"I thought you liked it when I took charge?" Laura asks quietly, her teeth pulling at her wife's earlobe as the woman pauses in shock.

Laura chuckles and kisses her wife's cheek before skipping into the changing room, y/n gulps and pulls at her collar before walking into the changing room, where she is greeted with cheers of amusement by her team.

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short but sweet this one - queen laura is criminally underrated so thank you to whoever suggested this one!!

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Queenie xo

[taasgirl]

tasteful / jude bellingham pt 4.

summary: england's annual award ceremony! have fun :)))

read part three! here

liked by rioferdy, lionesses, ellatoone, and 329, 203 others england Players are starting to arrive!

user68210 Alessia Russo is picking up EVERYTHING

user02912 beth is looking so fine omg

user58232 if jude bellingham doesn't get anything, i fear i'll die

liked by user10291, judebellingham, user79132, and 6,812 others user56719 Y/N LOOKS SO GOOD I'M SCREAMING AND SCRATCHING THE WALLS WHAT THE FUCK

user01002 she looks so so so good

user79128 Please just one chance omg

user92118 anyone else see the jude like 🤭

user61771 i'd understand if it was an @ england post, but it's literally a fan acc, like what 💀

liked by racheldaly, bukayosaka, ellatoone, and 452, 918 others england Congratulations to our Lions and Lionesses who were awarded tonight!

Best Player - Harry Kane, Y/N L/N Best Attacker - Jude Bellingham, Rachel Daly Best Defence - John Stones, Millie Bright Best Goalkeeper - Jordan Pickford, Mary Earps Best Performance - Y/N L/N (ENG vs SPA WWC)

user81291 BUKAYO SAKA ROBBEDDDD

user62218 y/n is the it girl of football omg

user01192 THIS!

ynusername What an honour 🙏

england Anything for our ⭐girl!

liked by user82923 and 67 others user11521 Y/N crying???? Someone pls go hug her omg...

user72632 i lowkey feel like the pressure is getting to her

user92324 Stop posting this!! Let her have privacy omg

liked by user70293, user52632 and 240 others user88264 paaaaaaathetic @ ynusername stop posing for the photos, and start focusing on football.

user62732 wtf!!! can a girl not even cry anymore without getting hate omfg

user29320 She's just won two big awards and is acting like a child because she didn't win them all. How does anyone like her, she's a total brat.

user82932 how old are you bro?? get a fucking life jeez

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liked by madders, bethanyengland, england, and 547, 827 others judebellingham Beyond proud. Thank you to my teammates, staff, coaches, and anyone who has supported me on this journey. Remember to talk whenever you need help. Love you all x.

marcusrashford Come on my boy

harrykane Young star

england On the rise 📈

liked by racheldaly, declanrice, johnstones, and 53, 823 others katiezelem The after party was a lot less tame then the ceremony... thank you @ ellieroebuck for the pics 😝

ynusername I can't believe I missed this ugh

katiezelem Gives us a week, and we'll go for round two

esmemorgan Can confirm that I can drink martinis quicker than @ jackgrealish

laurnehemp Ok lotte getting it on 🤣

lottewubbenmoy shhhhhhh

As always, let me know if you like this story, and if you want to be tagged in the next part!!

PART 5 WOOOO

@bibissparkles @fashphotolife @hummusxx @notleclerc @alwaysclassyeagle @rikirikiloml

[alotofpockets]

Katie Zelem Appreciation

woso appreciation masterlist | with @totaly-obsessed

[onab2]

Would love to be a fly on the wall when Casey tells zelem off 😂

Katie when Casey is scolding her but instead deciding how she should caption her story 😍

[adahegerbergfc]

Which player of the Lionesses do you think won't go to Germany?

Well, it was just announced that Fran Kirby has withdrawn from camp with a slight ankle injury, so I’d say she’s not going.

As for the rest, Neville said 5 players won’t be traveling, so assuming he sticks to his usual clowning ways, I’d imagine that the other four who won’t go are some of the younger players.

My guesses are:

Hannah Hampton, since there are three other keepers. Though I also wouldn’t be surprised if she still travels with the team as a trainer player, rather than as a member of the full squad.

Katie Zelem, since she was called up as a replacement for Alessia Russo so wasn’t originally intended to go at all.

Millie Turner and Esme Morgan, since that’ll still leave the squad with 9 defenders andI don’t think Neville would have given them minutes anyway.

But it’s also possible that it’ll be Grace Fisk for the same reason, or Ella Toone as well.

Basically, I think Neville is going to insist on taking his vets to Germany, even though they really struggled last time. Even with Germany missing some key players through injury, I don’t see it working in England’s favor if they try the same players as last time. 

I have my own thoughts on who I’d leave behind, but that’ll never match up with Phil Neville’s clown plans.

[amelmajrii]

The defense is 100 times better with Hayley Ladd playing. If Casey goes defensive I think it'll be Ladd, Zelem and Jackie in midfield and if she goes offensive it'll be Ladd, Jackie and Ella. People are saying Katie's free kicks could be key but they've obviously never seen some of Tobin's free kicks. Can you imagine if Katie doesn't play and we get a Tobin free kick like the one in the 2013 final.

It depends if she wants to go completely defensive or not. I think now that Tobin has been there at some practice sessions, they might do half/half on the set pieces. Also i would die to see Tobin Heath score directly on a free kick (and against Arsenal)

[rashfordxbruno]

Steph Houghton said women's football isn't worth watching. As a player, captain and one of the biggest faces in the game, women's football isn't worth watching. That's really pathetic from her.

I mean you're the face of the #ChangeTheGame campaign yet you disrespect your field and your colleagues. You lost your head, Steph. It's the reason why women's football doesn't get immense respect in England.

Imagine having her as your footballing hero and role model and knowing that if you would make it as a footballer, your hero wouldn't watch it from home. Why? Because she thinks women's football is nothing but bullshit.

The fact that it's gaining so much attention but someone from that field doesn't give a fuck. No wonder Alex Morgan made her look like a Geordie farmer.

The likes of Marta, Pernille Harder, Irene Paredes, Vicky Losada, Katie Zelem, etc. would never drag their colleagues down not even disrespect their field.

[justlightthefirstspark]

As promised, my analysis/opinion/thought piece on today’s MUWFC game vs Spurs. Everything is chronological which I feel like should go without saying but in the interest of clarity 🤷🏽‍♀️ but not everything is tagged to the minute cause I am an idiot that didn’t realise that that would be helpful til like the 2nd half. Also, if I missed anything, or got players mixed up or anything pls lemme know and I’ll edit accordingly! I’ve never really done any from of sports based writing before (I don’t think tweets count lol) so pls be nice, merci 😘

Line up as follows, I guess this is pretty common knowledge but you know, coherency and such.

Tbh it was kinda hard to see *a lot* of this game, especially on the far side of the pitch and by both goals because of the weather, felt like I was watching Silent Hill for a little while there, but I did my best. My wifi is also horrendous atm, and we all know that the FA Player can be problematic so there’s a very good chance I might have missed something due to a lag or buffering btw. Just drop me an ask if you notice anything that mightn’t be quite right, and I’ll fix it asap! Some ~analysis~ (if you could call it that lol) is more detailed than other bits cause there was a lot happening and today I learned that it’s kinda hard to write one thing and watch another at the same time lol

First half:

Quick, fast and almost successful start. A much-needed improvement on the stagnancy vs Bristol a few weeks ago, and obviously we couldn’t see the midweek game vs Brighton so I can’t compare them.

I have to say I’m not a massive fan of all the back passes, all the time. I think a more attacking FB might be needed in the summer, or maybe Ökvist should be given some time to acclimatise to the WSL soon? I was never the biggest fan of Harris last season, I personally don’t think she’s fast enough – she gets outpaced down the flank by attackers 90% of the time, which isn’t good. I think A. Turner is the strongest FB option currently, at least defensively, and she’s shown she has a decent attacking ability, and has a wicked long ball, as well as crossing. My only issue is sometimes those tackles of hers can be a liability, giving away unnecessary fouls. It’s almost like she doesn’t think before she flies in sometimes, which is a shame, cause I love them. A lot.

There were a couple of really good chances in the first half, including a great ball in and run up from Galton, which should have resulted in probably the opening goal but whether it was as a result of the weather or just misjudged timing and placement from both Ross and Sigsworth, the chance went to waste. Groenen had an excellent chance to net her first for United but unfortunately sent it just wide. Another glorious link up between A. Turner and Galton led to another decent chance, a gorgeous cross in from the right to the opposite side of the box, and the perfect header which unfortunately was aimed straight at the keeper. Very unlucky to head in at the break with nothing.

There was an incredible double save from Earps around halfway through the first half. I have to say, I have some anxieties with her sometimes. She is quite good, but has a tendency to make some silly mistakes, and doesn’t always make the right call for a save. But my god she was on her game today, even if a potential error might have led to the first save. Didn’t disappoint me anytime she was called on this afternoon.

A few frustrations started to show around the 30 min mark, a few sloppy passes and challenges making the rounds. It was also around this time that I realized I’d picked a pretty poor game to start this thing on because I could barely see anything.

Zelem seems to be back in form, which can only be a good thing. But I would very much like it if somehow she could drag some of the other girls back up with her.

There were a fair few soft calls going Spurs way, which I wasn’t entirely convinced by. But then again I’m probably just naturally biased towards my girls.

Another great ball in to Sigsworth from A. Turner which was just *chefs kiss* but unfortunately came to nothing. There was also a spin move either to commit or avoid a challenge, I couldn’t really tell tbh, which was very impressive, as was her chase down on Mitchell at around 43 mins. (Amy’s my favourite player, can you tell?)

Booking for Kirsty Smith just before half time, but I gotta be honest I couldn’t see it due to the fog, so I have no idea what happened. Couldn’t find anything about it in the United post-match report either so apparently we’re just deleting that from the history of the earth which is completely fine by me to be honest.

Second half:

My main takeaway from this game is that both Sigsworth and Ross always seem to be looking for the same ball in the penalty area, and there very rarely seems to be anybody else around looking for a potential rebound. I think that James (who missed today’s game due to suspension) seems to be our main (only?) front line creator and finisher; Sigsworth is fine, that girl works like a dog and always gets the job done, I think she may have just needed another goal to boost her confidence, but I have no real concerns with her. Ross, however, I’m not entirely convinced by, I think a lot of her finishes have been a bit lucky and flukey so far. I’d start Toone over her for the rest of the season to be honest, Ross hasn’t done anything that tells me she deserves the starting place. Feel free to disagree with this of course, this is just my own personal opinion.

56 mins – confusion has entered the chat. McManus ends up pretty much through on goal, and then the ref whistles for what I assumed to be an offside. So naturally I nearly kicked my laptop out the window. The ref then awards a United penalty, and I’m even more confused now than I was in the beginning. I genuinely didn’t see anything but did hear a few shouts from what I’m assuming was the United bench for handball, so I have no idea what happened here.

‘58 – GOAL. Who else? God bless Katie Zelem is all I’m saying.

‘61 – Hanson 🔁 Ross. I think this was a good swap. I don’t think Ross was particularly good today, and Hanson immediately sparked that RW. I would have subbed Ross off sooner but that’s my only issue.

’64 – GOAL – Sigsworth with a pretty perfect if slightly scruffy strike from a corner.

A much better corner than previous attempts, and Spurs hadn’t defended any of them particularly well. I think that we have a major issue with set pieces, I dunno what exactly the problem is, whether they need to allocate a new taker or whatever but before today had we scored from a corner all season? Lemme knowwww.

’65 – A few decent chances for Spurs around this time. One pretty clear run in from the right, and one or two shots bounced right of the crossbar and the post. Basically my heart stopped for about 8 mins.

’66 – I DO NOT WANT TO SEE BACK PASSES IN THE BOX AS OPPOSITION PLAYERS SWARM IN. CLEAR IT. I DON’T CARE WHERE IT GOES JUST GET IT OUT. (sorry for the caps but my anxiety was out in force this afternoon)

United started playing much better after both goals, think they just needed a kick up the arse. *Ahem* A confidence boost. 👀 Much better intensity for the final 30 mins than the previous 60 imo.

’68 – Another decent chance for Spurs, with Earps coming way too far off her line than sat right with me. Very lucky nothing came of that.

’69-72 – Around this time I started to get *very* confused between Amy and Abbie cause they both had yellow boots on and literally the only thing I could see on the far side of the pitch was feet. That was fun.

’73 – The wasteful corners made a return. Slightly less panicked about that one considering we were already 2-0 up but still, I would like to see the glaring set piece issue sorted asap thanks girls x

’75ish – Toone 🔁 Groenen. Man I love Jackie Groenen. She really has been immense for us so far, and there’s a definite difference in how we play without her.

’78 – Harris 🔁 M. Turner. I’ve said my piece about Harris above but man, can we take a second to appreciate Millie Turner. She never, ever stops. Literally the heart of our defence.

’86 – GOAL – Oh captain, my captain. Beautiful strike from a free kick just outside the box, with the perfect bend around the wall and subsequently the keeper to make it 3-0.

United were very obviously stronger in the second half, almost looked like a completely different team at times. Whether they just got the hairdryer treatment at the half (I would imagine Casey is terrifying when she’s mad.) or the goals gave them that spark they desperately needed to kick on, they definitely made up for all the missed chances in the first half.

’90 – 4 additional minutes.

’92 – Another United free kick. McManus found herself almost clear in (again!), but due to an unlucky fumble with the ball at her feet unfortunately nothing came from this one. Surely a 4th goal otherwise.

’93 – FIIIIIIIIGHT. Kinda. You love to see it. Spend a little while conducting some, scientific research 🌚 and have concluded that Toone was tackled from behind just as the ball left her feet, which led to the ~scuffle~. Have to say that Amy walking away with Ella was extremely 🥰🥰🥰 (This is my research - https://twitter.com/48hours8/status/1218896406020349953?s=21)

’94 – Red card for Tooney. I would assume for her reaction more than anything but the camera didn’t catch it so I guess we’ll never know. I would have thought a yellow would suffice, considering that’s all the Spurs player in question received, but apparently not. 🤔 I’m still kinda confused tbh.

’95 – Full time.

Thus concludes what was certainly an interesting match. Please enjoy this comparison of United vs Spurs chaotic energy from @danieljamesmufc

Also thanks for reading if you got this far, it’s a bit stop-starty and clunky cause I just wrote down thoughts and whatever as they came into my head and then pieced it all together later on. I also just wanna say that I was massively impressed with Smith today. She hasn’t had many chances to prove herself this season, but that combo of herself and Galton down the left was lethal today imo. 🔥

Some extra thoughts:

I’m not a huge fan (like, at all) of fans singing men’s orientated chants. Let the women’s rivalries develop on their own, in their own way, and don’t drag the vulgarities across! That said, I do think that particular group of United fans has the potential to be a very, very good thing.

Also, just wanna say that these are my girls, and I would die for every single one of them. None of my criticism is meant to be intentionally negative, I just tried to be as objective and realistic as possible, without being a fangirl lol. Even my faves aren’t immune to criticism unfortunately.

And this picture is now my favourite thing ever to exist