Wait I missed a chapter , what did white do that is annoying?
Everyone has their own reasons for disliking her. For me, she's the type of player who would fit in more with the men's game. And by that, I mean, girl loves a DIVE. She loves to be an annoying menace, to the point where the Japanese gk actually hit her out of the way once.
I can't pinpoint anything terrible that she's actually done but she just has that annoying Carli Llyod sense - the air of superiority, the slightly too patriotic stance (to possibly the point of problematic level), ...interesting goal celebrations.
I'm happy to be wrong on this if anyone wants to tell why I'm wrong. But so far, Ellen White is a no go for me. And I'd like her to be transitioned off the starting lineup in future tournaments.
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comfort // l.williamson x reader
l.williamson x reader
oh to live in a world where leah (and beth) were at the wwc 🥺🥺
based on this request!
part two here!
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being named captain of the matildas was one of the proudest moments of your life and for a while, you were sure that nothing else was ever going to top that feeling.
until cortnee scored the penalty that meant you and your teammates were in your first ever world cup semi-final. and to do so in front of a home crowd was truly magical.
when you found out that you’d be going up against your girlfriend, your heart did sink a little. leah was extremely competitive and patriotic, her love for her country ever present on the pitch.
you were well aware of england’s winning streak but you had beaten them before and you were damn sure that you could do it again.
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the game was incredibly physical, both teams desperate for the win, but the goals remained level. it was 2-2 and time was running out. you knew what you had to do.
despite the burning ache in your legs, you ran down the pitch like your life depended on it, catching the pass from sam and hammering the ball into the back of the net.
the roar of the fans was deafening as you celebrated with your teammates. sure, the final whistle hadn’t been blown but you knew it was a done deal for your team.
so when the whistle did blow and the arena exploded, you could only watch with pride as the australia sub bench flooded onto the pitch. your teammates were crying, hugging, and congratulating the goalscorers.
you felt someone jump onto your back and you both toppled to the ground. steph helped you up and hugged you tightly, whispering how proud of you she was.
“you should go see her.” she whispered, pointing behind you.
you stared at your club and country teammate in confusion, feeling your heartbreak when you finally followed her gaze.
leah lay on the floor being comforted by keira and georgia, who looked just as devastated.
that’s when the crushing realisation really hit you.
whilst you’d achieved your dreams, you had crushed theirs. you’d crushed leah’s.
without a second thought, you rushed over. keira and georgia hugged you and you told them that you were proud of them and that they should be proud of themselves.
georgia patted your shoulder and then you were alone with your heartbroken girlfriend. you kneeled next to leah, gently placing your hand on her arm.
“leah.” you said softly, making her lift her head.
you weren’t too sure what her reaction was going to be. maybe she’d ignore you, maybe she’d tell you to fuck off before finding comfort in her own teammates. maybe she’d never talk to you again.
one thing was for sure, you did not expect her to throw herself into your arms and sob into your chest. you wrapped your arms around her, holding her shaking body as tight as you possibly could.
“oh, leah, i’m so sorry,” you whispered, rubbing her back and kissing her head. “i’m so proud of you and you should be so so proud of yourself. you have been incredible this entire tournament so have your girls, and that’s all down to you. you captained your team to the semi-finals, baby. that is an extraordinary achievement.”
you held her until she made the move to pull away and even then, you watched her like a hawk. reaching out, you wiped the tears from her eyes, desperately blinking your own away.
she glanced behind you and you knew what she was looking at but that didn’t matter. all that mattered was her.
“i love you.” you spoke before she could.
“i love you too.” she repsonded, her voice still shaky.
“you’ll bounce back,” you placed your hand over hers and squeezed. “you’re leah williamson. the best captain england has ever had. most importantly, you’re my girlfriend, and she is beautiful, she’s strong, she’s—“
“—this close to punching you in the face.” leah held her fingers close together but you could see the smile tugging on her lips.
“aw, you love me too much to do that,” you grinned, yelping as she gently punched you in the arm. “what the hell?”
leah was laughing and you’d never been so thankful to hear it.
you stood up and helped her up, pulling her into a quick hug before asking her to swap shirts. she did it happily and kissed your cheek, murmuring a quiet ‘i love you’ before heading towards her teammates.
you smiled and made your way to your own teammates, wearing your williamson shirt with pride.
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