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#olivier giroud one shot
applejuicefruit · 1 year
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I really love your writings so I was thinking, can I request something similar for the ones you wrote where Olivier was reader’s neighbour and was protective over her but this time she’s dating Kylian but no one knows and she is still Olivier neighbour and one day her father stabs her or hurt her and she’s rushed to the hospital so that’s when Kylian and Olivier find out that you all know each other please? Like they really care for you💓 thank you so much
this request was 😩😩😩❤️❤️❤️
kylian mbappe x reader / olivier giroud x reader (platonic)
tw: domestic violence, domestic abuse, blood, a lot of blood, olivier being the father i need in my life
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She’s safe with me
Your life had never been easy.
Growing up with just your father after your mother passed away it was something you definitely never expected during your childhood. But here you were, just nineteen, living with your father while you were at your first year of college. You loved it there, studying art and photography, meeting new people every day, having your boyfriend secretly bringing you food and flowers everytime you had a break. Just your friends knew that you and Kylian were dating as you both wanted to keep your relationship private, you always hated the spotlight and Kylian wanted to keep you save from the media as he knew how invasive they could get.
So that’s how you kept it.
Kylian knew that everything about you.
Well, almost everything.
He didn’t know about the fucked up family you lived in. He only knew you didn’t have a good relationship with your father and that’s it. He had no idea of how your father laid his hands on you or how he spoke to you or treated you.
You knew he would be absolutely heartbroken or even mad at you for keeping something like that to him so you chose to not talk about it.
The only person who knew about this situation was your neighbour Olivier. He heard screaming and shouting almost every night, he heard you crying and begging for help and his heart ached everything single moment because he knew he couldn’t do much about it. He confronted you about it but you gently told him that this was about just you and your father so he dropped it, but, of course, he couldn’t help getting worried everytime he heard some strange noises coming from your apartment.
You knew Oli and your boyfriend were teammates but he promised you to not talk about it with anyone, that including Kylian too. Also because he had no idea you and Kylian were dating and you wanted to keep it that way and second of all because it wasn’t his business, as much as he cared for you he knew he couldn’t do much about it and he had to accept it.
One night things escalated pretty quickly.
You were home doing your homework, as you had a test the upcoming week and you wanted to be fully prepared when your father came home pretty mad because things went bad at work.
“Y/n” he called you from the living room with that scary tone and you knew he wasn’t bringing anything good so you simply ignored him.
“Y/n…” he called you again.
“What?” you shouted from the other side of the home.
“I remember telling you to buy me the beers” he said slamming down his hands on the table.
Yup. That’s what he told you that morning. Instead of knowing better that you had classes all morning he asked you to buy him some beers. Of course you didn’t. Your dad wasn’t alcoholic but you knew how scary he was when he got mad and a beer would simply made everything worse.
“I forgot…” you shouted.
You heard his footsteps coming closer and closer to your bedroom and in just a second he opened your door.
“You forgot?” he sarcastically asked.
“Yes dad I forgot…I’m studying for next week…” you tried not to teasing him a lot but you wanted him to hear you.
“I don’t care for what you’re fucking studying! I asked you to do one thing and you didn’t! You’re a disappointment y/n…I thought I raised you better” he smirked at you trying to provoke you but after years and years of replying back you knew it was useless so you didn’t say anything back.
Wrong thing to do. He was so mad that you didn’t say anything back that he threw you one of his leather shoes on your head.
“Dad! What the fuck!” you screamed back getting up from your bed. You knew it was a lost fight but you couldn’t handle the blaming and the hating once again.
“Don’t ever raise your voice to me!” he screamed at you coming to face you. You tried to show no fear but you were trembling.
“Well next time don’t throw your fucking shoes at me!” before you could scream back you fell to the ground as your father pushed you on the floor. His body overpowering you while he grabbed you but your neck almost suppressing your breath.
“Dad…” you breathed out as he left the hold on your neck.
The moment he stood up you ran towards your front door - all you wanted to do was escape that nightmare you were living.
But he was faster and stronger and while you tried to reach the door he reached you first grabbing you buy the hood of your jacket and he threw you once again on the floor, this time hurting you more and more because while falling you sprained your ankle.
“Fuck…” you hissed in pain.
“You are so dead!” he screamed at you while he threw a vase on the floor, letting all of his anger out “thinking you could escape uh? Thinking you could run to your perfect little boyfriend? So fucking pathetic!” he kept screaming. A few glasses hit your face leaving some scratches and blood.
What you and your father didn’t know is that the noise of the vase breaking alerted Olivier who was hearing every single scream you and your father were making.
“Sometimes I wished you were dead!” he shouted back at you and his words hurt you more than his punches. While you were still on the floor, shaking and crying, praying for everything to be over, your father grabbed you by the hair and made your head hit the floor so hard you almost passed out.
“I don’t want to see you ever again…” he said laughing before storming out of the door.
As he left you there all alone while your ankle was hurting and your head was bleeding.
“That’s how I’m gonna die” you thought.
Olivier still heard everything, how your father spoke to you and how you were crying. His heart was hurting, he always cared for you, sometimes he would invite you over for dinner or he would invite you as some of his games. He saw you like the daughter he never had and what hurt him the most is that he couldn’t do anything to help you. He offered you to stay at his place more than once, knowing how afraid you were living with your dad. He offered you his guest bedroom more than once when things got worse. He almost called the police twice but you begged him to not doing it. You begged him because even if it was your father hurting you it was the only family you had left after your mom passed. Olivier tried to persuade you of living with him, or accepting his help, but you didn’t want to feel like a burden for him so most of the times you refused.
This time Olivier couldn’t stand back. He heard your dad saying he wished you were dead and he couldn’t handle all the hate you were receiving so when he heard your father leaving the apartment he made sure to check on you.
“Y/n…it’s me Olivier” he gently knocked on the door. But no response.
“Y/n, can you open the door please?” he asked you in a soft voice. But still no response.
He got a bit worried as you weren’t replying but he knew you were there in the apartment.
“Y/n…I’m coming in” he said before opening the door.
What he didn’t expect to see was you laying half unconscious on the ground while your head was bleeding and your were softly crying.
“Oh my…y/n can you hear me?” he asked gently kneeling next to you. You couldn’t even reply back so you simply shook your head.
“I’m calling an ambulance okay? Hold on please…” he said while picking up the phone and dialling the emergency number.
Help came in just a few minutes and he rode with you to the hospital never leaving your side.
He was worried sick.
He got your phone with you in case someone tried to contact you or something. That’s how, once you were hospitalised, the doctors looked into your phone searching for your emergency list in case something happened to you.
Of course Kylian was the first on your list. And the one the doctors called.
When Kylian heard the doctor saying you were in the hospital and that he was the first number on your emergency list his heart dropped.
Why were you there?
So he stopped everything he was doing and rushed through the streets of Paris trying to make it to you as fast as possible.
Once there he asked for your room number at the reception and once the nurse gave it to him he ran through the long and almost too creepy hospital corridors.
“Olivier?” he asked his teammate when he saw him sitting in the waiting area.
“Kylian…what are you doing here?” he asked a bit confused.
“My girlfriend was brought here like thirty minutes ago…I was her emergency number…the doctors on the phone wouldn’t even wanted to tell me what was going on….” he said.
“Wait…what is your girlfriend name?” Olivier asked as he got his suspicion.
“Y/n…why?” Kylian asked.
“Y/n L/n…” Olivier whispered.
“Yes, how do you know her?” Kylian was beyond confused.
“I brought her here…she’s my neighbour…her dad almost beat her to death Kylian” he confessed as he watched Kylian eyes widening. His heart almost stopped.
“His father did what?” he screamed.
“She has been in this situation for a while…” Olivier confessed as he watched Kylian pacing back and forth.
“What…what are you talking about?” he asked.
“She didn’t want anyone to know…but her father laid his hands on her so many times I’ve lost count…I’ve helped her as I could and honestly I wished I could have done much more, she wouldn’t be in this position…” Olivier said.
“I had no idea” Kylian’s heart broke for you.
“No one knew Kylian…” he stood up gently patting Kylian’s shoulder.
A few hours later the doctor said you were fine and only had a concussion, but overall you were awake and doing good.
Kylian - of course - was the first one to see you.
“Hey baby…” he said sitting next to you on the hospital bed.
“Hi Kyky” you said in a soft voice.
“You scared me so much…” he confessed and you started crying a bit.
“I didn’t want you to worry Kylian…” you said as he hugged you.
“I will always worry for you baby…you’re the love of my life and seeing you like this make me suffer…why didn’t you tell me baby?” he asked you softly.
“I…I don’t know honestly…I’ve felt ashamed…my family was only just a bad and big mistake and I didn’t want you too see me as a mistake too…I just hoped it never got this far…” you cried into his shoulder.
“It’s okay baby…you’re so strong mon amour, I love you so much” he said while stroking your hair.
Olivier came next in your room and talked to you. He said how he wanted you to live with him and he absolutely hated the idea of you going back to your old home.
Olivier took care of you almost like a father and you couldn’t be more grateful.
“Oli can I talk to you for a minute?” Kylian asked him as they both exited your room to let you rest.
“I know you care for her…thank you so much for what you’ve been doing for her…for letting her stay. I asked her to stay but I feel like it’s too early and after she’s going through I don’t want to pressure her…but I see how you care for her, thank you” Kylian confessed to Olivier.
“I do really care for her Kylian, she’s like the daughter I’ve never had…seeing her in so much pain hurts me too…I’m doing everything in my power to help her” Olivier said back.
“I know…I just want you to know that she’s safe with me, she will always be safe with me” Kylian said.
“She better be or you’re dead Kyky de Bondy” Olivier joked as the boys got back into your room just to see you fast asleep.
Yes, your life sucked but you got a bit lucky in having not one, but two guardian angels looking over you.
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lxndonorris · 1 year
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suit and tie - Olivier Giroud
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Y/N x Olivier Giroud Theme: Fluff sharing a sweet moment wth Olivier on the red carpet x word count: 530+
A chill runs down your spine as you're sitting in a very nice limousine. Looking outside the darkened window, you see a horde of photographers outside, with what feels like a thousand bright flashes illuminating the darkness of the night. Olivier, your boyfriend for more than two years now, reaches for your hand, takes it, and gives it a reassuring squeeze.
"Ready?" He says softly, and you turn to meet his bright shining eyes. Olivier smiles warmly, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. "Yes." You nod. Taking a deep breath, the door opens, and immediately, you feel a rush of adrenaline flow through your whole body. The driver lends you a hand, and with his help, you manage to get out of the car gracefully.
You're wearing a blue, sparkly dress. Not too tight, not too wide, simply perfect. Still holding Olivier's hand, you take a step forward, leading your man onto the red carpet. Everyone is taking your pictures as Oli gently puts an arm around your waist, pulling you towards his strong frame. Instinctively, you steady yourself against his chest, enjoying the feeling of his soft suit jacket against the palm of your hand.
Both of you smile kindly, with people calling his name, asking you to pose with him, flashing lights, and screaming all around you. Protectively, Olivier leads you down the carpet, as it's time to move on. "I will never get used to this." You laugh nervously, and again, Olivier's arm pulls you into him, hugging you lovingly.
"You're doing great." He says, placing a loving kiss against your forehead. Together, you walk a few steps ahead, until it's time for interviews. It's not your turn yet, so you turn your attention toward him, trying to distract you. His eyes meet yours again, and he smirks. Blushing slightly, your eyes wander further down his body, noticing the collar of his shirt is slightly messy. "Olivier." You shake your head and reach for his neck. "What?" He licks his lips as you gently lift his chin slightly.
"Let me help you." You smile shyly and fix his shirt easily. He giggles, placing his hands at your waist, and pulls you even closer, playfully teasing you. "Stop." You frown, running a finger along his neck, making him look flawless again. "There." You say, patting his chest before running your fingers along the edge of his suit jacket, your fingertips brushing over his shirt and chest.
"Thank you." He grins and bends down to kiss you. Trying to meet him, you get on your toes, kissing him lovingly. It feels so easy, just the two of you. For what seems like an eternity, you kiss him, and once you separate, your eyes are glued to his. Just then, like a snap of a finger, several bright flashes tear you out of your daydreaming.
The two of you are now the center of attention, this little moment is caught on camera, and everyone is loving it, asking you to smile for the camera. Of course, this is the main part of the interview, with Olivier flattering you with every word he says. You cling to him, smile, and breathe. You'll get used to it.
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pedrisslut · 1 year
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Announcement📣
Next up someone requested a Gavi NSFW alphabet, Olivier Giroud ( he was actually my first football crush) and another Pedri fic. I will try my best to get these done by the next weekend🫡 and thank you babes for all the love on my last piece🥰
I’ll try to serve you slutty dahlings some good stuff next weekend⭐️
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whatareu4 · 1 year
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When will we have new chapters, dear? Your story is just amazing💪🎉
New chapters will be out today hopefully! I don’t know if I should write more one shots about Hugo and Grizi or just completely focus os Suffisant?
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stateofsport211 · 1 year
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Argentina Dramatically Clinched the Third World Cup, Defeated France in A Penalty Shootout Despite the Comeback
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Kylian Mbappe (left) and Lionel Messi (right), one of the major key players for France and Argentina, respectively (📸 Getty Images via BBC)
A thrilling final was delivered in the classic match between France and Argentina. They last met in the Round of 16 of the 2018 FIFA World Cup, where France defeated Argentina 4-3 to advance to the quarterfinals, and eventually become the World Champions. Knowing their last meeting and their current form, they were expected to enter another rollercoaster match, which precisely happened this year.
There is a possibility of this match ending not in regular time, which happened because of every equalizing goal. Here goes how everything unfolded.
The Regular and Extra Times: Always Scoring, Always Equalizing
The first several minutes of the regular time was filled with Argentinean dominance, where they mostly attacked France and left no room for the latter to even respond. One of those early chances came from Julian Alvarez, where the ball was saved by Hugo Lloris; followed by Alexis Mac Allister and Angel di Maria, but their chances were not materialized. On the other hand, France had their own chances: there was one coming from the middle where it was saved by Emiliano Martinez, while Olivier Giroud's header several moments after went too wide. In between, Argentina kept initiating their own chances.
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Lionel Messi's first goal from the penalties (📸 The Guardian)
Argentina was granted a penalty after Ousmane Dembele fouled Angel di Maria in the penalty box by making a contact from behind, and Szymon Marciniak (the referee) pointed out to the spot, hence the penalty. Lionel Messi then executed the penalty perfectly at 22' for Argentina to lead 1-0. Their full-scale aggressiveness continued when by the middle of the second half, they had 2 on-target chances out of 5 to French no-chances-at-all. Angel di Maria's second goal was caught off-guard at 35' when Messi flicked the ball towards Julian Alvarez, sending Mac Allister away before di Maria received the ball and went solo to convert the goal, breaking the French defense lines. France made interesting substitutions before the end of the first half with the entrance of Marcus Thuram and Randal Kolo Muani to replace Giroud and Dembele, but the Argentinean 2-0 lead still stood at the end.
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Kylian Mbappe celebrated after scoring one of his goals in this match (📸 Deutsche Welle)
In the second half, Argentina kept itself in an offensive position, when several chances were recorded, one of which was saved by Hugo Lloris. One of their closest chances came from Messi (where the ball landed outside of the goalpost) and Mac Allister (where he tried to break the French defensive lines, only for Lloris to save the ball again). Take into account how France raised their level trying to counter-attack Argentina when Kylian Mbappe had a shot on target at 70'. However, Nicolas Otamendi's drag-down to Randal Kolo Muani in the penalty box resulted in a French penalty, which Mbappe executed perfectly for France to get back in the game. As a result, Mbappe became the youngest person to score in 2 World Cup finals.
It might have looked like a carriage, but Mbappe caught the Argentinean defense department off-guard from the way he broke it down, where he passed through Messi and several other players before cracking the ball on E. Martinez's ball for an equalizer. Another "whether or not this foul resulted in a penalty" discourse then arose in the injury time when Kingsley Coman was fouled near the left corner flag, followed by contact between Eduardo Camavinga, Adrien Rabiot, and Emiliano Martinez, but the match played on. Several minutes after, the regular time was finished with a 2-2 draw, hence the game carried on to the extra time.
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The goals of the extra time: Lionel Messi's goal for the Argentinean initial lead (left; 📸 The New York Times) and Kylian Mbappe's second penalty execution (right; 📸 USA Today FTW)
The extra time has proven itself to be a unique kind of rollercoaster. While several intriguing substitutions were made (e.g. Wesley Fofana replacing Rabiot for France and Lautaro Martinez + Leandro Paredes substituted J. Alvarez and Rodrigo de Paul for Argentina), several other chances were caught after for the match to heat up, mostly for Argentina: Marcos Acuña's cross went too wide, and Lautaro Martinez fired his on-target shot only for Dayot Upamecano to defend the ball, hence the French corner (which carried through the possession). Toward the end of the first half (of the extra time), Lautaro fired another shot behind the goal net, while it was perfect in construction with regards to the preceding passes.
The second half of the extra time delivered the portion that might have summarized the regular time: one would equalize when one scored a goal. Messi started with an extremely close chance before it got converted several minutes later with his right leg, even though there were concerns about this goal being offside in construction. A preceding handball when Gonzalo Montiel tried to defend (but it touched his forearm instead) enabled Mbappe to execute his second penalty, resulting in his ability to score a hat-trick and France getting back to the game thanks to his electrifying executions.
Toward the end of the extra time, both teams had their chances, but nothing got converted. Kolo Muani fell short in his attempt (and another French chance went too far away), while the "game of chances" ended the extra time with Mbappe's shot saved by E. Martinez responded by Lautaro's shot went too wide in execution. Even with Mbappe's three goals and his leadership to get France back in the match (and match Argentina's level in a similarly aggressive manner, capitalizing on the penalties when it mattered), the Argentinean counter-offensive response and balanced defending brought the final to the further distance: the penalty shootout.
The Exciting Penalty Shootout and the Awards: Mostly Argentinean Sweep (except the Top Scorer)
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The penalty shootout proceedings (📸 self-illustration) and Lionel Messi lifted the trophy for Argentina during the awarding ceremony (📸 Associated Press via NBC)
The penalty shootout was equally thrilling as the regular and extra time. The first turn started with Mbappe and Messi scoring for each team, before Coman's penalty kick was saved by E. Martinez in the second turn. Paulo Dybala managed to score another one, followed by Tchouameni missing the ball too far and wide for the Argentinean 2-1 lead by the end of the second turn. In the subsequent two turns, Leandro Paredes and Randal Kolo Muani scored for their respective teams before Montiel sealed the title for Argentina after strengthening the lead 4-2 by the end of the penalty shootout.
With this victory, Argentina won the World Cup for the third time (after 1970 & 1986) and marked Messi's first World Cup title. What made the title sweeter is how he shared this with Angel di Maria since they were teammates in 2005 and how he decided to continue playing international football to the best of his ability despite this World Cup likely becoming his last.
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The FIFA World Cup individual awards recipients, from left to right: Enzo Fernandez - Lionel Messi - Emiliano Martinez - Kylian Mbappe (📸 Reuters via India Today)
Furthermore, there was an Argentinean sweep in the players' individual awards: apart from Mbappe becoming the top scorer with 8 goals, Lionel Messi also received the Golden Ball Award as the best player of the tournament (for the second time since 2014). E. Martinez received the Golden Glove Award for his two heroic penalty shootout performances (both against the Netherlands and France, which if without the latter, there could be a debate between him and Dominik Livakovic as the recipient), while Enzo Fernandez received the Young Player Award for his influence, especially against Mexico.
Within the fans, not only the party exploded the afternoon in the center of Buenos Aires (and the rest of Argentina in general) but also "affirmed" Messi and Mbappe's status in the fan-induced goat debates, with the former being "coronated" by this World Cup victory. A tweet from 2015 emerged when a fan predicted Argentina to lift the World Cup and how it would be Lionel Messi's first World Cup title. After the competition, the French team was consoled by their President, Emmanuel Macron.
The domestic leagues will return sometime next week, with some countries already having their leagues back (and some already did an "exhibition" or their friendly matches). For the other World Cups: the FIFA Women's World Cup will be held in the middle of next year in Australia & New Zealand, as well as FIFA U-20 (Men's) World Cup in Indonesia in a similar timeframe. At the end of the day, while this achievement is being celebrated this week, the football keeps footballing, the ball is round, and any other things can still happen. FIFA World Cup will be back in 2026 with North America (Canada-United States-Mexico) hosting.
Until then, one of the biggest football competitions in the world! The 64th match, the "match of the matches" of this year, was complete. This match surely goes down in the history books as one of the most unbelievable matches of all-time, with the dynamicity of the final and how dramatic the turntables were.
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insidebetting · 6 months
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Milan’s Struggles: Can They Recover Against PSG?
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“Milan” – “PSG”
Match Prediction and Analysis on November 7, 2023 A month ago, the Rossoneri were in great shape, with a five-game winning streak in the Italian championship that took Stefano Pioli’s side to the top of the table. However, their leadership was short-lived as they lost to Juventus (0-1) in the very next round, slipping back to second place. One of the excuses for the San Siro hosts could be that they spent most of the game with ten men, as Malik Tshau received a straight red card in the 41st minute. However, the 0.31 xG (expected goals) from Rafa Leao and his teammates looks like a clear failure even in such circumstances.
Three days after their disappointment against Juventus, Milan suffered an even more significant setback when they faced PSG at the Parc des Princes (0-3), extending their unfortunate streak of games without scoring in the Champions League to five. In their group, Milan currently sits at the bottom with two points after failing to win any matches.
A visit to Napoli temporarily diverted attention from their crisis, as the Rossoneri took a 2-0 lead within 31 minutes thanks to a brace by Olivier Giroud. However, they allowed the Azzurri to mount a comeback in the second half, with Matteo Politano scoring in the 50th minute and Giacomo Raspadori in the 63rd minute.
The match against Udinese revealed that Milan’s problems are more severe than initially thought. Before hosting Udinese, the black and reds had not won a single game and were languishing in the relegation zone. Udinese earned their first three points of the season with Roberto Pereyra’s precise penalty in the 62nd minute. Milan displayed complete offensive impotence, managing only four shots out of 14, with an xG of 0.87—meaning Milan did not even deserve to score a goal. This was against a team that had secured seven draws and suffered three defeats in their previous ten games, conceding an average of 1.4 goals per match. Milan has now fallen to third place in the table, trailing leaders Inter by six points.
PSG, after the victory over Milan, won a high-scoring battle against Brest (3-2), where Kylian Mbappe’s brace proved crucial. In their match against Montpellier, Mbappe remained silent, but Paris Saint-Germain managed to win without him, thanks to accurate strikes from Li Kang-in, Warren Zaire-Emery, and Vinicius. This marked PSG’s third clean sheet in five consecutive matches across all competitions.
Prediction and bet on the Milan vs. PSG match After a wake-up call from Newcastle, Luis Enrique’s side has gone on a serious run, winning five games in a row with a total score of 15-3. Parisians have only conceded goals in two games and scored three goals in each. Milan has failed to win any of their last four matches, and a failure against the French club will make their quest for a place in the knockout stage even more challenging. Stefano Pioli will likely adopt a cautious approach and focus on containing Kylian Mbappe and his teammates. However, it may prove difficult for Milan.
Recommended bet: Kylian Mbappe – total shots on target over 1.5.
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njenjemedia · 1 year
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[ad_1] Argentina survived a miraculous comeback in one of the great World Cup finals with France to win their third crown,  4-2 on penalties after a spectacular 3-3 draw at the Lusail  Stadium. The South American champions were ostensibly set to cruise to a third World Cup crown as Lionel Messi and Angel Di Maria struck inside the opening half, with a lacklustre France having no answer to Argentina’s unbridled supremacy. However, a quickfire brace from Kylian Mbappe approaching the final 10 minutes of the contest incredibly drew France level to force extra time, where Messi claimed his second of the match before another Mbappe penalty saw the teams finish level after an enthralling 120 minutes. Lionel Scaloni’s charges held their nerve from 12 yards, as Kingsley Coman and Aurelien Tchouameni fluffed their lines before Gonzalo Montiel scored the deciding spot kick to end the 1978 and 1986 champions’ 36-year drought without another World Cup in the cabinet. France had established a reputation as a side content to sit back and hit teams on the counter in the current World Cup, but such a strategy proved wholly ineffective against the well-drilled Albiceleste machine. Scaloni’s men won the midfield battle with ease and dominated proceedings from the off, with the recently reintroduced Di Maria causing havoc on the left-hand side. The Juventus veteran ballooned an effort over the top in the 17th minute after Theo Hernandez conceded possession – not for the first time in the opening exchanges – and he would make Ousmane Dembele his next victim six minutes later. Di Maria skipped past Dembele into the penalty area before being clumsily brought down by the Barcelona man, allowing Messi to give Hugo Lloris the eyes and send the France number one the wrong way from 12 yards. In doing so, Messi became the first-ever player to score in the group stage, last 16, quarter-finals, semi-finals and final of a single World Cup, and there was little in the way of response from a lacklustre France. The effervescent Di Maria turned goalscorer in the 36th minute as Argentina taught France a lesson in counter-attacking football, with Messi heavily involved again as his cheeky flick found Julian Alvarez. The Manchester City man released Alexis Mac Allister down the right, and the Brighton & Hove Albion attacker crossed for Di Maria to fire over the onrushing Lloris into the far corner of the net. Emotion very nearly took over for Di Maria as France boss Didier Deschamps responded by bringing on Marcus Thuram and Randal Kolo Muani for Dembele and Olivier Giroud, but Emiliano Martinez still got to half time without having to make a single save. Whatever half-time conversations Deschamps had with his players proved ineffective, as Argentina remained on top following the restart, aggressively thwarting the 2018 champions and testing Lloris through Rodrigo de Paul and Alvarez. Les Bleus belatedly started to show some bite after the hour mark, and they would post their first shot of the game in the 71st minute as Kylian Mbappe drifted infield from the left and let fly, but his effort sailed harmlessly over the crossbar. Cristian Romero and Nicolas Otamendi dealt with a passive France side relatively well, but the latter then got the wrong side of the bright Kolo Muani in the 79th minute and conceded a penalty after bringing down the Eintracht Frankfurt forward. After witnessing Argentina’s number 10 finish from the spot, Mbappe stepped up and just about managed to fire home into the net past Martinez, who got a hand on the ball but could only palm the Frenchman’s shot further into the corner. Out of absolutely nowhere, France’s talismanic striker drew the holders level barely a minute after bagging his first, playing a neat one-two with Thuram and unleashing a thunderous volley into the far corner to leave the Argentina contingent shell-shocked. La Albiceleste paid the price for dropping down a gear in an astonishingly quick tur
naround in fortunes, and Argentine hearts were in mouths when Thuram went over Enzo Fernandez’s trailing leg inside the box in the 87th minute, but the Borussia Monchengladbach man smiled a knowing smile as he was booked for diving. Despite the best efforts of Messi, who sent a venomous long-range strike onto the raised glove of Lloris late on, there were no further goals in eight minutes of second-half injury time as another 30 minutes of nail-biting loomed. France continued to dictate the tempo in the first period of extra time, but Les Bleus were indebted to Dayot Upamecano for producing a sensational block from Lautaro Martinez in the 104th minute before Montiel’s scissor-kick follow-up was headed over by Raphael Varane. A galvanized Argentina were not to be denied in the 109th minute, as a slick passing move ended with Lloris saving Martinez’s powerful attempt from a tight angle, and Messi’s rebound was cleared away by Jules Kounde, but the flashing watch of referee Szymon Marciniak indicated that the ball had crossed the line. However, just when the 2022 World Cup final could not become more nonsensical, Montiel blocked Mbappe’s shot with his arm inside the area in the 27th minute of extra time, and the Paris Saint-Germain attacker clinically completed his hat trick from the spot. In keeping with the crazy theme of the final, Emiliano Martinez thwarted Kolo Muani one on one before Lautaro Martinez inexplicably sent a free header well wide of the mark in injury time, and the destiny of the 18-karat gold trophy would be decided by 12 yards following one of the most spectacular World Cup matches in history. Mbappe and Messi both converted from 12 yards before Martinez dived to his right to keep out Coman, and Paulo Dybala confidently rolled his effort down the middle to hand Argentina an early advantage. Mind games from Martinez worked a treat as Tchouameni dragged France’s next spot kick wide, and Leandro Paredes’s effort proved too powerful for Lloris to keep out. Argentina were only one spot kick away from glory, and Kolo Muani kept France alive with a rocket down the middle, but Montiel coolly sent Lloris the wrong way to spark tears of joy and cheers of jubilation for those in blue and white. The post BREAKING: Argentina is World Cup winner, beats France 4-2 appeared first on The Sun Nigeria. [ad_2]
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college-girl199328 · 1 year
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Paul Merson aims a bizarre dig at England's star after the World Cup loss to France: "It wasn’t good enough"
Paul Merson has aimed a bizarre dig at one England player after Gareth Southgate’s side was knocked out of the 2022 World Cup by France.
The Three Lions are out of the World Cup after losing 2-1 to 2018 champions France in the quarterfinals.
Southgate’s side was the better side for large portions, but they succumbed to goals from Aurelien Tchouameni and Olivier Giroud.
Harry Kane made it 1-1 with a penalty, but the forward later missed his second spot-kick as England was unable to take the tie into extra time.
France’s first goal was the best of the game, as Real Madrid’s Tchouameni fired the ball home from the edge of the penalty area.
Jordan Pickford was slightly unsighted when the ball was struck, and the Everton man was unable to get across in time to keep out the shot.
Merson has now strangely claimed that Pickford “probably catches” the shot if he is positioned off his line.
"No team plays perfectly for 90 minutes; you rarely get that, but yet again there were lulls in England’s performance." "You can get away with that against the average teams, but against the crème de la crème, you cannot," Merson told Sky Sports.
England has bad dips in the game; the lulls are too long and drawn out and are happening too often. For 30 minutes against France, it wasn’t good enough, and we gave them a go-ahead start. You just cannot afford to do that at this level.
"I don’t know a goalkeeper who doesn’t save France’s first goal." I do not know why Jordan Pickford was on his goal line when the ball was 25 or 30 yards out. If Pickford was on the edge of his six-yard box, he probably caught Aurelien Tchouameni’s shot.
"It was an up-and-down tournament for England." We had three clean sheets in five games, including three on the trot, and scored more goals than any other team without playing particularly well. That is how good this group of English players is.
"Losing to France is a hard result to take." I rarely feel gutted when it comes to football matches since I stopped playing, but I was gutted.
"As a 54-year-old, I thought I’d never see England win the World Cup in my lifetime, but I thought this could have been it."
Southgate has admitted that he is considering his future as England’s head coach. His current deal is due to expire at the end of the 2024 European Championships.
Merson thinks Southgate would be foolish to move on at this time. "Why would you walk away?" Because someone said you should have done this or that? "You don’t hear too many managers criticizing Southgate," Merson added.
I’ve heard a lot of people who have never managed in their lives criticizing him. It’s a bit different when you’re the manager; it’s all well and good to criticize when you have no experience with what it's like. I don’t know what people are watching sometimes.
Southgate has done an unbelievable job. He’s working with the best talent England has had in a long time. When we go to a tournament, we are big players and serious contenders; because of him, we are no longer runners. This story doesn’t have to end now.
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So y'all know I am unecesarrily horny and way too single.
So I am going to be writing Football Fanfiction.
Feel free to leave any asks/ player recommendations/ any thing else you would like to see.
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Not Being Played
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O for Olivier Giroud?             A-Z Of My Alphabet Series! Word Count: 760 The kids were running around the kitchen, Olivier was very quiet and only just reacting to when the children spoke to him. He was very off and not himself at all. He didn’t seem like he wanted to talk at all, you let him read the newspaper as you made dinner.
“DINNER. Wash your hands please” you shouted at the two older children as you fed the youngest in his high chair.  You were making a silly noises as he opened his mouth wide waiting for each bite. “You are so silly” you pinched his cheeks.
You looked over at Olivier and he was now head deep into his phone. The older children were good and they could feed themselves. But you would really like Oli to be helping at dinner time, dinner was always super hard on your own. Let alone when he was sitting there.
 Dinner time was finished. “Thank you mummy” they both shouted as they left their plates on the table for you to put it in the dishwasher. “No problem, can you make sure you have finished all of your homework please?” You shouted as they huffed which made you laugh.
 After sorting out the baby’s messy face, cleaning him up. You cleaned up the chair as it was super messy. “Olivier” you said as you stood in front of him over the kitchen island. He glanced up. “Are you okay babe? You have been very quiet this evening” you said to him.
“Sorry babe, I just haven’t been feeling myself. I know I should be happy with my life. I just feel that I have three beautiful children, a wife who I adore and an incredible career. But this past few months have been the hardest” you sighed.
“I have found this so difficult. I have barely played, I am lucky if I get about 5 minute. I cannot stand it, I really don’t like I. I know I may need to change clubs. But I am not ready to move right now” he sighed.
“I am so sorry that you fee like this babe. Why haven’t you said anything to me? do you feel that there is a reason why you aren’t being played. All I want to do is too see you on the pitch and enjoying yourself. I don’t know what I can really do to help.
“I don’t know if there is anything, I can’t exactly do much. I train so hard, stay afterwards to do stuff. But I’m not getting picked. Maybe I just need to deal with the fact I don’t fit into this young team anymore” he sighed as you walked around the counter and gave him a cuddle.
��Thank you for listening, I know I should have told you before this. I have been useless tonight, I haven’t been able to help. My head hasn’t been in the best place. I know you are the person I should be talking to about this” you nodded. “Thank you baby, I am here to listen all the time. Right I’m going to have to put this one in the bath and I need to make dinner” you said as Olivier took him out of your hands.
“You can make the dinner, I’ll bath my little man. What are the other two doing? Homework?” He questioned. “Yes babe, what do you want for dinner?” You asked him. “Anything, whatever you make is great” you smiled as you kissed him on the lips.
“I love you” he shouted as he walked upstairs to bath the baby. You made dinner for the both of you as the children would all be in bed soon. Olivier walks in, his clothes full on soaked. "why are you so wet? you didn't go in the bath did you?" you laughed. "no babe, he splashed me. I just let him. I did think it was quite amusing" you laughed.
"What did you make? smells gorgeous" he said as he ran his hands over your back. Kissing your neck. "Oli, stop. I made stir fry. I really fancied it" you said to him as you served it up into the bowls.
"Thank you babe, not just for dinner. But for tonight, I feel like I have really cleared my head. I need it. I know I shouldn't bottle things up. I need to talk to you more. I apologise, you have so much on our plat what with work and being a mum to three children" he pressed his lips to the side of my head.
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hey, could you do one of Oliver giroud, with an age difference ( reader 23/24 ) where the reader feels insecure about her relationship with Oliver, and thinks he is only with her for sex, one day she will leave and go get drunk, and when she comes home Oliver will try to take care of her and she will say she feels/or thinks he is only with her for sex, that when he gets tired of her he will leave her for someone else and other things, and then Oliver will comforting her and making sure she's the only one for him and that he's not just with her for sex, and they'll talk about it and in the end, everything works out (sorry if it's confusing)
I love Olivier please send me more requests!
Olivier Giroud x reader
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Daddy issues
Doubts started filling your mind when you read all the comments on your recent post with Olivier. It was a simple selfie with a simple heart in the caption, nothing wrong you thought. But all the mean comments made you feel insecure of your relationship.
“He’s dating her only for the sex, he doesn’t really love her” someone said.
“I bet she’s good in bed” someone else said.
“Poor thing, she really thinks he loves her?” another one said. You’ve been only dating for a year and you remember when you started dating you both were on the cover of every gossip magazine in Italy. Mostly because you were only 23 and he was 36 so people assumed you were dating him just or fame and money but you really loved him, with all of your heart but of course, they don’t care about that.
So now you were contemplating whether staying at home and waiting for Olivier to come back home from training or texting your friends and asking them to go out and drink.
You opted for the second one, of course. So you called them and asking them to meet at your favorite club in one hour while you started getting ready and sent a quick text to Olivier telling him that you were out with your friends and that you will come home later in the night.
Once you got ready you called a taxi, knowing that probably you would be too drunk to come back home by yourself and waited for it to arrive.
You were wearing a short but not too short black silk dress with a pair of heels and your black leather jacket finishing your look. Nothing to eccessive but you wanted to feel comfortable with yourself, trying to shield away all the negative comments you’ve been reading all day that made you feel uncomfortable and insecure.
The taxi arrived and drove you to the club where you saw your friends waiting for you. Back into the club you all ordered a cocktail first, then a second one, then a third one, ending with your best friend buying a bottle of champagne for all of you and you offering two rounds of tequila shots. Three hours later and you were all completely waisted except one of your friends just because she didn’t like alcohol so she only got some pepsi for her. Olivier texted you how the night was going and if you needed him to pick you up but you simply sent him a “no, see u at home”. Before leaving the club you wanted to drink a little more so you got yourself a beer and got more that waisted. Your mind was spinning and if it wasn’t for your friend holding you up you would have collapsed.
“Okay y/n it’s time for you to get home…I’m gonna take you home okay? Let’s go” your friend said helping you in the car.
“No I don’t want Olivier to see me…he doesn’t love me, he will think I’m childish” you mumbled in your drunk state.
“What are you talking about? He loves you very much y/n…yeah maybe you’re a bit childish but that makes you, you…don’t worry about it okay? Let’s get you home so you’ll be with your lover” she joked about it but you were too drunk to even understand her words.
Once back home she helped you get in, Olivier hearing a car sound knew this was you so he opened the door and thanked your best friend for bringing you back home.
“Thank you” he smiled at her once you were sat on the couch.
“She’s drunk” your best friend said “and talking nonsense…take care of her please”.
“Of course…thank you for bringing her home, she sounded mad when I texted her earlier…” he told your best friend.
“No, not mad, just heavily drunk” she smiled at him and he laughed looking at your drunk figure sat on the couch.
“But really, thank you” he thanked her again and helped her out.
He came back sitting on the couch but you shoved him away.
“Baby are you okay?” he asked you softly.
“No. Why are you with me Olivier?” you asked him, not being able to control your emotions and letting the tears fall.
“What are you talking about y/n? I’m with you because I love you…why this question?” he softly asked you, hating to see you cry. He knelt in front of you while you were sat on the couch.
“Just admit you’re with me just for the sex…In the end you will leave me for a more mature woman, a woman who can give you children and a family because I’m too young for you and-and one day you will realise that I’m not the one you want and…” you mumbled in a very drink voice “…and you will look for someone else and that day will break my heart but I know it will happen, I mean…we have - I don’t remember right now” you started counting with your fingers “a thirteen year age gap and that’s a lot you know? I’m scared you’ll find someone better because it’s not that hard finding someone better than me…” you whispered the last part, telling him all of your doubts and fears. He smiled a bit watching how you mumbled those words mostly because you were drunk as hell but he couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty because he was the reason you were feeling that way.
“Y/n, mon amour…listen to me, I love you, and you are the only woman I want to have in my life okay? I don’t care if we have more than a ten year gap, I don’t care if you don’t want to have kids right now, I couldn’t care less, the only thing I care about is you…I love you, je t’aime…not for the sex, not because you’re young but because you’re you and I love you so much…” he said holding your hands and kissing the palm of them softly. He put one of his hands on your chin gently lifting it up so you could watch him in the eyes and see that he was telling you the truth.
“Princess why don’t we go to bed uh?” he asked you softly.
“Are you telling the truth?” you shyly asked him.
“Of course baby” he smiled at you “I would never lie to you, never…”
“Okay” you smiled back at him.
“Let me take care of you baby…” he helped removing your heels and gently carried you in your shared bedroom. He removed your leather jacket and your dress. You felt a bit vulnerable standing in front of him almost naked, not that he’s never seen you naked but in your drunken state you felt more exposed.
“You’re beautiful mon amour” he smiled at you kissing your cheek.
“Thank you” you mumbled.
He removed your bra and dressed you up in one of his clothes. Just a comfy sweater that was too big for you so you used it as a pajamas.
“Oli…” you whispered.
“Mh?” he looked at you.
“I think I have to throw up…” you rushed yourself to the toilet just in time before you let all your alcohol out.
Olivier held your hair and gently massaged your back, comforting you.
After you were done you washed your teeth while Olivier got you a glass of water.
“I’m sorry…” you said sitting on the bed.
“For what baby?” he apprehensively asked.
“For causing a scene…again…” you sobbed a little.
“You’re drunk baby, it’s fine, really, plus I don’t mind taking care of you mon amour, it’s my way to show you how much you mean to me…” he kissed your lips softly and helped you laying in bed.
Your head on his chest while his arms were wrapped around you and one of his hand was back on your hair gently stroking it. You fell asleep in a minute, too tired to even say goodnight.
“Goodnight mon amour” he whispered in your ear while he turned off the lights and held you close to his body so you could feel safe and protected.
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becoming reality - Olivier Giroud
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Y/N x Olivier Giroud
Theme: Smutish (not too explicit)
During his physio session, Oli asks you to make your relationship public x
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Since the day you started your new job as the physio for the french national team, you had one rule. “Don’t date any of the players.” However, Life always finds a way to get more beautiful and complicated when we least expect it. The day Olivier walked into your office changed everything. His charm, kindness, and the way he smiled swayed you from the very first minute. At first, you tried to hide your rapidly growing feelings for him, but then, you confessed his feelings for you and there was no point in denying that you felt absolutely the same.
Even though, the two of you agreed that keeping this whole situation private and a secret was the best way to secure your position in the team. After half a year of dating in private, you’re now back at Clairefontaine, welcoming back all the players you hadn’t seen in months. Of course, there is one guy in particular, that you could not forget. 
A sudden knock on the door snaps you out of your daydreaming, just thinking about everything. “Come in, please.” You say happily, knowing very well who’s standing behind the door. As soon as it opens, you look into Olivier’s bright eyes, just his smile shines even brighter. “Did you miss me?” He smirks, opening his arms widely. “Oli.” You say, wrapping him in a warm hug. Even though you had seen each other a few weeks ago, it feels good to see him again.
“I am so happy to be back here, with you.” He strokes your back gently, his strong arms firmly around your body. “Me too, Oli.” You say, resting your head against his chest. For a while, the only thing you can feel is his warmth against your skin and the faint scent of his cologne tickling in your nose. He kisses your forehead before he slowly separates from you, closing the door behind him.
“How are you feeling today?” Olivier’s eyes still shine brightly as he stares into yours. “It feels good to be back in here.” You say softly, quickly looking around the room. “And of course, seeing you guys again.” Running circles across his chest, you avoid his burning gaze for a few seconds, before the tension gets too intense. “The other guys, huh.” He smirks playfully, his hands firmly on your waist.
“I love all you guys.” You say sassily, raising an eyebrow. “There is just one I love even more.” Now he raises his eyebrows as well. “And who’s that?” Olivier breathes deeply and you lean in to kiss him passionately. Tiptoeing, you wrap your arms around his waist to steady yourself. “You, dummy.” You giggle while he rubs his nose against yours. 
“Should we get started?” He smirks again, looking at the bench right next to you. “Of course, face down please.” You motion for him to get into position while he takes his sweatpants off and you rub your hands. “You’re the boss.” Winking, he lays down and you cannot help it but stare at him, his thighs, his butt, and his arms for a while. Then, you start kneading his thighs firmly, feeling his muscles tense at the slightest move of your fingers.
“Fuck, you know what you’re doing.” He groans deeply, resting his head on his arms. “It’s my job, Oli.” You giggle, still massaging him tightly. “You’re pretty tensed though.” He tilts his head to the right side, so it’s easier for you to understand him. “Believe me, I was relaxed when I came here.” Olivier chuckles underneath his breath, causing you to raise an eyebrow again. “Why are you tensed now?” You knead him even harder, making him moan softly.
“This feels good, Y/N.” He takes a deep breath while you walk around the bench to his other leg. “Tell me when it feels sore, okay?” You say comfortingly as you start massaging him again. For a while, he is silent, lost in his thoughts, just groaning deeply from time to time. “Now, you’re back.” His body shudders at the sweet sound of your voice and you make sure to feel every muscle tensing in his back.
“Now, tell me, why are you so tensed?” You ask him again, kneading his shoulders now. “I want to ask you something, it makes me crazy,” Olivier says, his face tensing now as well. “Let me just finish your back okay?” He nods slowly while you finish your massage. As soon as you’re done for today, he lets out a huge sigh before turning his head towards you. “What did you want to ask me?” You say, cleaning your hands at a nearby sink.
Before you can react, Olivier hugs you from behind, his hands firmly around your waist. “This is a really important question.” You can feel him breathing against your neck, his voice sounding husky, barely hearable. Gasping, you reluctantly give in to his firm touch, putting your hands on his. “What if somebody walks right in on us?” You say, leaning your body against his strong chest. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
Confused, you turn around, catching him staring at you. “I don’t understand.” You say, putting a hand on his cheek, tracing his jawline through his beard to his chin. “I want everyone to know, that this beautiful woman is my girlfriend, my partner, my everything.” He says lovingly, his eyes stuck at your lips. “Oli.” You say breathlessly, not sure what to say next. “I need you, now and forever.” He says, and you kiss him deeply, laying your arm around his neck. 
After what feels like an eternity, you slowly separate from each other, but you still feel his lips on yours, his delicious taste on your tongue, and his hands on your waist. “What if.” You say quietly, not daring to finish that thought. “if they’re going to say anything, we will figure it out.” He says, tucking your hair behind your ear. “Everyone in the team adores you, they simply cannot kick you out.” You smile weakly, “Okay, I trust you.” He kisses you again, lovingly as if trying to take even more of your taste. “I’m glad, we will handle it.” You take his hands, stroking him gently. “We will.” 
Then, he looks at the clock hanging above the door, smirking. “I guess I’m the last one for today, am I right?” Olivier smirks playfully, his face still inches away from yours. “Yes.” You whisper before he kisses you again. “Then why don’t we get something going.” He licks his lips and you can feel him starting to grind on you tenderly, his hips against yours, his chest just barely brushing your breasts. “I would love to. But we have a meeting in five minutes.”
Pouting, he stops moving and you can see the disappointment spreading on his face. “That sucks. I was really excited.” He says, tilting his head slightly. Running a hand down his chest, you watch him watch your fingers trace every outline of his abs shining through the tight shirt until you reach his waist, where you can see and feel him bulging in his underwear. “I can see that.” You giggle, stroking him softly. “I promise, we will have more than enough time this evening.”
Now he smirks again, bending his hips even more into you. “I’m looking forward to that.” He says, kissing you one last time before he separates from you, putting his pants back on. Then, you take your bag and see Olivier looking at you again, reaching for your hand. “Come, I’ll take you to the meeting.” Smiling shyly, you take his hand, and together, you leave the room, not caring what anyone has to say.
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Bedroom Floor - Olivier Giroud
Okay, so this was in the pipeline before Christmas and Started before Christmas, before I went on a writers block. So therefore Oli was still with Arsenal before January and I much preferred him at Arsenal so therefore he will be still at Arsenal.
Shoutout to @nixiswriting because I know how much she wanted to read this from the beginning and has been waiting for months, so I hope you like it.
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We broke up, just over a month ago he broke up with me, it was the same story, it was him and not me. Too many commitments to his career apparently. I suppose when you dated for nearly two, years it would hurt but it didn’t. Although we broke up we kept seeing each other, he would come over to mine and vice versa. He’s so addictive. But then he would just pretty much send me on my way, that’s what hurts, he pretty much just uses me just to get sex. I sat on my bed as he lays there, gazing at the blank wall in front of me. Silence. Thinking about a conversation I had earlier with Colleen and Melanie. “How are you holding up?” Melanie asked as she placed the coffee tray down, we met up in a small café in London, although Olivier and me separated I wasn’t going to lose touch with my friends. “Yeah, In-fact I’m better  than I thought” I tell them, I didn’t want to tell them about us still seeing each other now and then, although they wouldn’t judge but I knew they would obtain an opinion. “Well, from what Aaron has told me, Olivier has seemed to have moved on,” She says, sympathetically. I nodded as I listened, this was the man who didn’t want us to be together anyone. I didn’t want to tell them the fact we’re still ‘friends with benefits’. “With several women, apparently” Melanie added to Colleen’s comment as she sipped her coffee.” He also has told the lads –” Melanie was cut off with Colleen shaking her head. “Mel, don’t say anything” Colleen warned her friend, I glanced at them both and sighed. “Just tell me, trust me, I’m fine with it,” I say. But in all honestly, I wasn’t. “He has been boasting in the changing room to the lads that he hates you,” Colleen told me cautiously. “Oh,” I say sadly. “But just ignore that okay babe. We still appreciate you, and he will recognise what he lost soon.” Melanie assures me.
I nodded and sipped my coffee. “You’re right...What has been happening to you?” I asked. Sitting back listening to my friends, problems while thinking how much of a fool I’ve been, I’ve basically been running after him while he’s, been calling me. I’m the one who he rings up, when he’s lonely.
“I’m going to shower” Oli spoke, which snapped be back into reality as he rolled out of bed, slipping his boxers on before walking out of the room, my eyes trailed him as he walked in the bathroom closing the door. “you said it was over,” I mumbled, looking across at the scattered clothing from earlier than the afternoon. I stood in the kitchen, eating a piece of toast as he came down in a different outfit than he had on earlier, I forgot I still haven’t given his stuff back when we broke off. He smirked as he snaked his arms around my waist, I glanced down at his hands and removed them, pulling me away. “Why are you acting like you don’t want me?” He says, still with a smirk on his face.
I scoffed and slid his phone over to him “Don’t bring your dirty laundry here! Or whatever she is!“ I snapped, throwing my half eaten toast in the bin and putting my plate in the sink in a huff having lost my appetite walking the other side of the island to where he stood.
“We are always on and off…until you want me,” I tell him, maybe it didn’t bother me before. But since I found out there were others it did.
Olivier looked at me and frowned slightly, before walking over to me to pull me closer, as I placed my hands on his chest pushing away slightly.
“No, no you don’t get to do this.” I say removing myself from his personal space.
Olivier smirked “I didn’t hear you complaining earlier.” He replied with a cheeky response.
“What is this Olivier because this… us… we can’t carry on like this. You are using me.” I yelled, which bounced off the walls, which echoed in the kitchen.
“Using you? You want this as much as I do, Darlin’” He replied, his French accent was more noticeable in his voice
I sighed and shook my head “Did… Until I find out I’m one of several girls… by the way does your new girlfriend know that you’re fucking someone else behind her back?!” I was still yelling, A lot of things struck me in that moment.
Was someone else in this position when we were dating? Were there others?
“She’s not my girlfriend… Anyway, I thought jealously wasn’t your thing?” He folded his arms as he leant on the counter
I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, “You said it was over 2 months ago…But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor. So starting now it’s over and I’m ending whatever this now.” I say, I was putting my foot down, it was painful but I needed to protect my heart from more heartbreak.
It took all my strength not to burst into tears, but I was hurting inside, to know that I was just another woman to him, I wanted to ask him if our relationship meant anything to him but at the same time I wanted to save myself.
Let yourself out.” I croak out as I start to walk away, before turning to him one last time “I’ll be at the game with the girls… I would appreciate it if we didn’t cross paths.” I mumbled as I walked up the stairs.
I closed myself in my bedroom, placing my hand on my mouth to silence my sobs, composing myself as I looked at the messy bed, walking over to strip the bed.
I took the dirty sheets and placed them in the wash basket in the corner and picked up the box of spare clothes Oli left when we were together, I opened the window seeing that his car was there and threw them out.
The only thing I kept was the shirt that landed on the bedroom floor earlier that afternoon.
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England Set France Classic Clash for A Semifinal Spot
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Olivier Giroud celebrated as he scored the first French goal against Poland yesterday (📸 Reuters via The Hindustan Times)
The second day of the Round of 16 filled the top side of the bottom half of the draw, which saw the battle between France & Poland and England & Senegal. While the room for upsets is always open, the trajectory of both matches contrasted with each other in practice.
France v. Poland
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Robert Lewandowski waved shortly after the final whistle blew after he scored a goal from the penalty kick (📸 Football Today)
The match was initially fast-paced, where it started with several notable French chances from Antoine Griezmann at 3' and Aurelien Tchouameni at 12'. The most notable Polish chance came from Robert Lewandowski at 20' and Matty Cash at 34', but to no avail. Wojciech Szczesny was also remarkable with the save at 35' and how Piotr Zielinski's right-foot shot to the center at 37' got rebounded and saved by Hugo Lloris. However, right before half-time was called, Olivier Giroud scored a goal at 43' after executing the passes perfectly from Dayot Upamecano to Kylian Mbappe and right to Giroud to be shot, only for Jakub Kiwior trying to play offside but to no avail. The first half then ended with France leading 1-0.
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Olivier Giroud's bicycle kick, which happened with the collision between Raphael Varane, Wojciech Szczesny, and Matty Cash (📸 France 24).
In the second half, Poland tried to match the French pace, coming from the point they left off in the first half and defended well, but France went even more aggressively with several more chances, one of which came from Kylian Mbappe and Giroud's notable bicycle kick. Mbappe went on to score two different goals: one at 74', where Ousmane Dembele perfectly passed the ball to Mbappe to catch the Polish defense department off-guard; and the second right at 90' in an upgraded execution of a previous goal from Lionel Messi. That goal was an addition to his goals tally, scoring 16 goals in 14 matches for France.
Robert Lewandowski's penalty kick in two takes (🎥 Kan 11 IL, self-edited for shorter duration and illustration purposes)
Although M. Cash attempted a bicycle kick, also to no avail, there was another drama several minutes later, when a VAR official spotted a French handball right at the end of the match. When the contact was confirmed, a penalty was awarded to the Polish side, where Robert Lewandowski executed it in two takes: Lloris successfully saved the first take, albeit it was deemed offside at the end, which prompted a second take. This is where Lewandowski successfully scored a goal for Poland, minimizing the difference to 1-3, and the final whistle blew.
England v. Senegal
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From left to right: Phil Foden, Harry Kane, and Bukayo Saka celebrated the latter's goal in the second half (📸 Getty Images via The Telegraph)
The stand-off between England and Senegal was rather slower in construction, but once England went on fire, they never looked back. As much as Senegal tried to raise their level, England eventually dominated the whole flow throughout the 90 minutes of play. Senegal had their chances, but they could not maximize them, hence England took advantage in their counter-attack since.
Although Senegal started with a chance successfully defended by Harry Maguire, signifying a slower start, one of their notable chances in the first half remained Ismaila Sarr's shot that went far and wide right after being assisted by Boulaye Dia, in the position John Stones defended. England successfully converted their defensive position into an offensive where Jordan Henderson attacked right at the penalty box in 39'. Phil Foden's flick out from the left, followed by Jude Bellingham's delivery to the penalty spot where J. Henderson stood by to execute, catching Edouard Mendy off-guard. Right before the whistle blew in half-time, England successfully scored another goal, this time from Harry Kane (who finally added his name to the scoreboard this year), where Bellingham and Foden once again played their parts to break it forward before Kane executed the final shot. As a result, England led 2-0.
8 minutes after the second half started, England became more aggressive, where Bukayo Saka was able to score at 57' after Foden's ball crossed Saka, breaching Senegal's defenses, where the pitch was left off-guard, overwhelming Mendy to some extent. There were several other notable chances towards the end of the second half, where Senegal appeared to raise their level, but they all went too wide, even further above the goal net. Even though Rashford had a last-minute unconverted chance, England maintained their position until the end of the match, securing their quarterfinal place at 3-0, and a clash against France in that round.
England v. France: What's Ahead?
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Ryan Bertrand (England) and Djibril Sidibe (France) during the international friendly match in 2017 (📸 Daily Mirror)
The French position as the 2018 World Champion would pose a great test for England, especially when they are in peak form. However, their build-up toward this round was something else: England, having started solidly with a 6-2 win against Iran, drew the United States with a rather slower tempo flow, before going on fire again facing Wales. On the other hand, the French aggression knew no boundaries, with a little hiccup when they got defeated by Tunisia (0-1) in the last match of the group stage, having already qualified.
While their last meeting was in the friendly match of 2017, where France eventually won 3-2 in a close match, England only won once out of the seven meetings in this millennium, followed by two draws and four defeats. To prevail, England must be able to absorb the French side's quicker pace, or it would be costly. Judging by the last few matches, France would likely have a rapid start, where England's defense department will be tested before the conversion to offensive play becomes the next aspect of attention. Regardless of the outcome, this match can be seen as a classic nail-biter for all the suspense it will bring.
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Kunigami Rensuke’s trivia (source: twt & Egoist Bible).
"I will become a soccer superhero."
☆ Character's colour: Orange.
☆ Weapons: Mid-range shot with his left foot & physical.
☆ Birthday: 11th March.
☆ Current age: 17 16 .(2nd year of high school)
☆ Zodiac: Pisces.
☆ Hometown: Akita prefecture.
☆ Family: Father. Mother. Older sister. Himself. Younger sister.
☆ Visual acuity: 1.5
☆ Current height: 188 cm.
☆ Foot size: 28 cm.
☆ Dominant foot: Left foot.
☆ Blood type: O
☆ Motto: "Fair and square."
☆ School: Seidō High School.
☆ Team before joining BLUE LOCK: Seidō High School football club.
☆ Starts playing football: At age 6.
☆ Favorite food: Wakame soup.
☆ Disliked food: Cereal soaked with milk.
☆ Favorite animal: Polar bear.
☆ Favorite season: Spring. "Because something new is about to start and I'm looking forward to it."
☆ Favorite football player: Didier Drogba, Olivier Giroud.
☆ Favorite song: "Sillhouette" by KANA-BOON.
☆ Favorite manga: One Piece. "I like the relationship between Zoro and Luffy."
☆ Favorite movie: Iron Man and Avengers series.
☆ Mushroom shoots vs Bamboo shoots: Mushroom shoots. "I would only eat the chocolate and gather the stick parts in my mouth like a squirrel but my older sister scold me because it's bad (eating that way)."
☆ What goes best with rice : "Takana-zuke (pickled mustard green). It’s delicious even without rice.”
☆ Hobby: Running along the coast.
☆ Ideal type: Easygoing and adorable person Someone who's gentle and cute.
☆ What makes him happy: He's not sure since he never thought about it.
☆ What makes him upset: Being humiliated.
☆ What he thinks his strength is: Straight and honest.
☆ What he thinks his weakness is:: He doesn’t know how to respond to compliments. Blunt.
☆ Favorite/Best subject: P.E. (always placed first in physical examination).
☆ Dislike/weak subject: Contemporary and classic literatures, especially the classics. "I don't know why I have to take them."
☆ What made him cry recently: Watching E.T. movie.
☆ Usual sleeping time: 8 hours.
☆ What he usually ends up buying from convenience store: Batteries. "I bought them because I hate the thought of not having them at home. Then it turned out I still have them (from previous purchase)."
☆ Place he washes first when taking a bath: Neck since it's the most sticky.
☆ Fixation: Neckline.
☆ Number of chocolates received from previous Valentine: 7.
☆ What will he do if received 100 million yen: Spends 30 million on football. Keeps 30 million for himself. Donate 40 million to charity.
☆ What was his last wish from Santa: Spikes.
☆ At what age he stops receiving presents from Santa: At 9 years old. "When my older sister stopped getting any, I forced myself to stop too. But then again, she's been receiving presents until she's 12, so I think I lost... Damnit."
☆ How he spent his holiday: Muscle training and running.
☆ What will he do during his last day on Earth: Listening to the ocean’s waves.
* The crossed words are the changes made from twitter’s answer to the answer from Egoist Bible.
note: i want to apologize in advance for any mistake made in the translation!
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