goldenwilliamson

[goldenwilliamson]

I have something to bring up with the woso community.

WHY IS SHE SO UNDERRATED??????????????

I would like everyone to write me a formal essay regarding why we don't talk about her more.

The fact she made her debut THIS TIME LAST YEAR and played every single minute for the Matildas during the World Cup.

We need a full investigation on why this QUEEN is so underappreciated.

#loveclarehunt #queen

[goldenwilliamson]

acl’s | sam kerr x reader

this is me trying to work through my devastation but it’s 3am, i’m crying and writing this on my phone. :( it’s a blurb btw

you have to admit the timing of the call should be a little bit of a shock.

it doesn’t cross your mind when your girlfriends contact pops up on your phone, but in hindsight it probably should.

it’s not odd for sam to call you multiple times a day when she’s away on camp, if she has a spare minute here or there, so you are delighted when you see her face pop up on your screen.

you press the green button almost immediately, pulling your phone up to rest at your ear.

“Hiya chook, how’s the weather treating you?”

When you don’t get an immediate response you become a little bit worried, but nothing abnormal.

“Y/n? It’s Emma here.”

It’s when the voice of your fiancés coach hits your ears that you are immediately worried.

“Emma, what can I do for you?”

You’ve talked to Emma hundreds of times, but you can tell from her voice that this is different.

“Look, Sam’s just come off the pitch after a little incident, it’s looking like she’s done her ACL.”

Your gut wrenches, and it takes all of your power to stop your lunch from pouring out across the dining table your sat at.

“What?”

Your head immediately begins to reel, 9 months. That’s the Olympics, Emma’s last season at Chelsea, so many things that Sam has over this year that are now done.

Your mind goes back to Sam’s previous ACL injury, how she’d talked about how it had been the hardest thing mentally and physically for her, that it was almost the end of her career.

“It’s not looking good, we’ll have to wait until she’s had scans to confirm the severity but both her and our doctors are fairly certain it’s her cruciate ligament.”

You take a deep breath, fuck.

“Okay, okay. Is she okay?”

It’s a stupid question, of course she isn’t okay, she’s done her fucking acl, but your concern goes further than her obvious injury.

“She’s in a lot of pain, and she’s pretty torn up. Millie has been keeping her company but all she wants to do is talk to you.”

You nod your head, you know you shouldn’t have to prepare yourself to talk to her but you take your time to take a deep breath, keep yourself strong for her.

“Can you put her on for me please, Emma?”

You hear some bustling around.

“Of course, she wanted me to call you to get the facts straight, but i’ll put her on now.”

You hear a little bit more bustling before complete silence, and that seems to be your queue.

“Sammy, honey?”

You hear a deep, laboured breath crackling from the other side of the phone.

“I’m here.”

Her words are strung out, you know that Sam will be trying her hardest to keep it together, she simply isn’t one to be publicly over emotional, no matter the situation.

“Hi honey.”

You know the best thing right now is to leave her to talk about her injury, you leave ghe ball in her court.

“My whole year is over.”

You hear her voice break, and you know that she’s crying even though you can’t hear any sobs or evidence of tears.

“I’m right here chook, so are all the girls, whatever you need.”

When you hear a sob, it takes everything you have to not start crying with her.

“Need to see you, need you here.”

Sam’s not a needy person, so to hear her asking for something like this is concerning to you.

“How about I turn on facetime chook, will that make you feel a bit better?”

When you hear a little murmur of a ‘yes’ you click the button, waiting for it to connect once she accepts the request.

It’s a matter of seconds before you are met with the visual of Sam, her head resting on Millie's shoulder on a physio bed, tears cascading freely down her olive skin.

“Oh Sammy honey.”

She only begins to cry more, and you are fairly certain once this call ends you’ll be rushing straight to the bathroom to expel all of the bile that’s built up in your throat.

“I’m supposed to be captain, I need to be okay, I need to play the olympics, I couldn’t play the fucking world cup. This could be my last major tournament.”

You want to tell her that she’s being ridiculous, but it would achieve nothing, Sam needs to feel validated in her feelings right now, not like you and the whole world are against her.

“Sam this isn’t your fault, you couldn’t have avoided it, it was just a stupid freak accident, unfortunately it happens in the sport you play.”

Sam looks so broken, Millie’s matching her energy, the normally energetic blonde looking very sullen.

“What if this is it for me?”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes, it’s a stupid statement but a very real feeling that Sam has.

“Sam, how about I come to Morocco? I’ll catch the next flight out, and i’ll come and be there for you, is that something you want?”

You don’t want to step over her boundaries, but just the look on her face tells you that she needs to be comforted, she needs to cry and whilst her teammates are great, Sam is never going to be that vulnerable in front of them.

“You don’t have to.”

Her own statement contradicts every single feeling you can see inside her.

“I want to.”

Sam’s tears only begin to fall heavier.

“Please, I need you.”

#i just 😭😭😭😭

[goldenwilliamson]

sam kerr ACL!!!!????????? WORST news to wake up to

#sam kerr #woso community

[goldenwilliamson]

i know tjat i should just tell them but i really cant

i dosen’t help that they keep ”shipping” me with different boys in our school too. i wish i could tell them i really do but its so hard

im afraid to tell my mom too because she will just say that i dont know that yet because im ”too young to know”.

i really wish i could tell people but every time i try the words get stuck in my throat and i cant say it

oh i wish i could give you a hug. it can be a really isolating feeling. i think it took me about 5 years after i first kind of realised i liked girls to actually process it and come out to myself. and it still took me more time to come out to friends. and i don't even think i ever really properly came out to my family. they actually asked me if i was gay before i ever told them (which i think is relatable for a lot of queer kids)

as much as i do think it is a gradual process that really requires you being 100% comfortable, i can completely understand it feeling like a weight you want to just get off your chest.

maybe just tell your friends you're not interested in any of the guys at school, and if they ask you why you could just simply say you aren't attracted to any of them. you don't have to tell them you think you're gay, because i know sometime putting labels on yourself can feel scary. especially if in your culture there are still negative connotations around being gay. i would just say all in all wait until you feel like it's the right time, and a comfortable, safe environment to bring it up. and i'm sure you will know when it's right <333

[goldenwilliamson]

13?

i have an older brother and a younger brother, so i'm the middle child. and i'm such a middle child, my family gives me shit for it all the time lol

[goldenwilliamson]

hey uhm i think i like girls but i dont know how to tell people

i told my friend but i dont think she really understood that i was serious

i dont want my friends to think differently of me, i am trying to drop little hints but i dont think anybody really catches on

i dont know what to do

oh i'm proud of you for trying to talk to your friend about it!! it can feel so hard and daunting. i was kind of similar - dropping hints to friend or saying i had 'girl crushes' on celebrities for years before i ever said "i think i'm bi" very unconfidently to a couple of my dearest friends.

i don't know how old you are, but if you are younger i am aware it can be confusing and there can definitely be fear of people misunderstanding or seeing you differently. but i promise you that the longer you sit with yourself and become more comfortable with your sexuality, you will feel more comfortable to share that with others.

it might take some time to feel fully comfortable, but if you have some friends that you can really trust, you could just casually mention that someone might be making you question your sexuality (in kind of a joking way), but then it could open up a more serious conversation for you to say that you really do like girls.

even just mentioning being invested in queer people - like musicians, actors, or footballers might be a way to drop hints.

this is rambly. but i wish you the best and my ask box and messages are always open if you need a chat x

[goldenwilliamson]

2 and 14?

lmao my first kiss was a drunken mistake with a boy many years older than me. classic messy australian teenager.

and i'm about 5'6". 5'7" on a good day.

[goldenwilliamson]

How did you know you were into girls?

- A confused straight(?) woso fan xx

oh darlin <3

i dated boys until i was about 20, but whether or not i was into girls was always a thought in the forefront of my mind. it was always that constant do i want to be them or be with them debate in my mind.

it wasn't until i met a girl who was gay and i developed a huge crush on her that i came to terms with my own sexuality. from there i realised that being with girls just felt so much easier than being with guys.

it can be really confusing - especially when your first understanding of your sexuality might be through media (like football). but i think over time when you get to know yourself better, things will start to fall into place and make more sense. plus you can be straight and engage with the woso world, despite certain stereotypes which might make you feel like this isn't possible. don't be in any rush to define/label yourself. i never was. it will all unfold naturally and it will be bloody beaaaautiful when it does x

[goldenwilliamson]

27?

cuteeee.

one would be my ability to connect with people and make people feel comfortable. i also like how strong-willed i am. and third i love how i've built my life around the things that interest me and bring me joy.

why is it so hard to list three things you love about yourself?!

[goldenwilliamson]

19, have you ever had a one night stand?

why am i not surprised this is the first question to come through? i have had a handful and i regret mostly all of them...

any with men were just so awful i wish i could erase them from my memory. and the few that i've had with girls were so intense which was both good and bad. but generally not good for someone who gets easily attached to people and romanticises the fuck out of situations hahahha

[goldenwilliamson]

can you tell i'm bored?

Really Get To Know Me

Threw together a small list of questions to ask to get to know everybody better.

What do you do for work?

Tell me about your first kiss.

What playlists do you have on your phone?

Do you like cooking or baking more?

Guilty pleasures?

Something you regret.

Celebrity crush?

How many languages do you know?

Make a confession.

What's your favorite book?

What was your childhood dream job?

Do you have any pets?

How many siblings do you have? Are you oldest, middle, or youngest?

How tall are you?

What's something you're insecure about?

When is your birthday?

Embarrassing memory?

What's the most expensive thing you've ever bought?

Have you ever had a one night stand?

Have you ever been caught doing the do?

A song that evokes a good memory?

A song that evokes a bad memory?

Do you prefer phone calls, facetime, or texting?

Your favorite pet name from your partner? (baby girl, honey, brat, etc.)

What's a controversial opinion you have?

Do you believe in second chances?

3 things you love about yourself.

What is something you are sure you'd NEVER do?

How different is your actual adult self from how you pictured it when you were little?

Have you ever met a celebrity?

Free Pass! (Ask whatever question you want to know that's not on the list)

#give me something to do x

[goldenwilliamson]

this is so good and i'm so baffled about how every awfc girlie i follow on here is australian lmao. how did we all end up here?

As a aussie I am VIOLENTLY screaming at Arsenals training photos so I captioned some of them

You’re #welcome

#awfc

[goldenwilliamson]

she's BACK babyyyyy

Leah Williamson during today’s training session in Albufeira, Portugal.

📸: David Price/Arsenal FC via Getty Images

#her smile... i die #leah williamson #awfc

[goldenwilliamson]

leah williamson try not to outdress everyone challenge💅

#her outfits have been on fire lately #leah williamson

[goldenwilliamson]

More cinematic Leah Williamson, please.

[goldenwilliamson]

please smut about this fit😩 easy access?

new year's kiss | leah williamson

pairing: leah williamson x reader

a/n: you're so real for this ask... this dress is absolutely insane on her. so hot.

summary: reader and leah are spending new years together and reader can not keep her cool around leah when she looks that good in her dress. cunnilingus. just some plotless smut for you, happy new year!

word count: 1.8k

It was New Year's Eve, a night you traditionally dreaded. You always felt as though there was far too much expectation to have a good time. But this year you were spending it with Leah and that meant you were actually excited about what lays ahead. She made you feel like you had something to celebrate, and you were going to take any opportunity to see her dressed up and having fun. 

You had become accustomed to seeing Leah in her best outfits at the many events she’s been attending lately, but nothing prepared you for how good she looked in her dress that she picked for the night. 

The two of you were soaking up your alone time before the night ahead, laying down on the couch for a cuddle. 

“I need to figure out what I’m wearing tonight,” you sighed into Leah’s chest. 

She kissed you softly on your head, “Why don’t you wear your little black skirt with that corset top.”

You pulled back to look at your girlfriend, “You like that top don’t you?”

Every time you had worn it Leah could not stop going on about how good you looked. And every time you complained about having nothing to wear she pulled it out of your drawers, insisting that you wear it. 

“It suits you,” she says playfully.

“It makes my boobs look unreal is what it does,” you say and she laughs. 

“It’s not a crime for me to appreciate when my girlfriend looks fit,” Leah says. 

“If it was, we’d both be in trouble,” you say. 

You settle into silence for a moment before you realise you don’t know what Leah’s wearing tonight. When you ask her, she tells you that it’s a surprise. 

“Another suit?” You say excitedly, loving the way a suit makes her look and behave. It’s always like captain Leah comes out for the night when she’s in a suit, ready for business. 

“Maybe. You’ll have to just wait and see,” she said, making you feel even more impatient than you already were. 

When it was time for you both to finally head out for your New Year’s party with all of your closest friends, you were ready, sat on the bed while Leah had locked herself behind the bathroom door. 

“Come on, Lee, you’re killing me!” You groaned, wanting nothing more than to see her in her outfit. 

“Good things take time,” Leah said as she opened the door, revealing herself in the tiniest, hottest, dress you'd ever seen her in.

“Oh my god,” you said, mouth agape. 

“Sorry to disappoint, no suit tonight,” she shrugs, letting her hands fall on her hips with the knowledge that the sight before you is the furthest thing from a disappointment. 

Suddenly you find yourself filled with desire, and all you want is to show Leah how good she looks. You push yourself off the bed and walk over to her, letting your arms snake around her waist against the white fabric. As you lean in to kiss her, her hands get lost in your hair, pulling you closer. 

“You like it, then?” Leah says as you move your lips slowly down her neck towards her exposed collarbone. 

“Yes,” you say simply, before resuming your kisses against her skin, wanting to have her in every way possible immediately. 

“Well as much as I would love to let you show me how much you like it, we’re late,” Leah says trying her best to hide how flustered she is and steer you back on course. 

“Mean,” you say, frowning at her dismissal of your charged actions. 

“We still have the whole night ahead of us,” Leah says like a promise, before kissing you softly. 

“Fine,” you sigh.

You two lock up your house and head out for the party. All your friends greet you with warmth as you arrive, telling you both how good you looked. It didn’t take long for the party to kick into full swing with the drinks and music flowing immediately upon arrival. 

While you tried to be engaged with everyone, and hold conversation, your eyes were locked on Leah whenever she was around. 

You were stood speaking with Keira when you found yourself completely distracted, eyes trailing down your girlfriends legs. 

“You’re not being very discreet,” Keira called you out and you could instantly feel your cheeks warm with embarrassment. 

“I’m so sorry, I promise I’m listening,” you say, redirecting your attention back onto her. 

But the truth was you couldn’t focus on a single thing, not since Leah had opened your bathroom door hours ago. It was nearing midnight, and you couldn’t wait any long. You approached Leah, hugging her from behind and resting your chin on her shoulder. 

“Come with me to the bathroom?” You murmur suggestively in her ear. 

Leah grins at yours proposal, but responds very calmly, “Naughty.” 

“What do you expect when you’re walking around looking that good in that dress,” you say. 

“Hmm,” Leah hums as if weighing up your offer.

To seal the deal you start rambling your inner thoughts into Leah’s ear.

“You know what I want to do?” You ask.

“Do tell,” Leah smiles, the two of you in your own world in the corner of the room. 

You let go of your hold on her now and move around to stand in front of her, looking her deep in her eyes before leaning towards her ear.

“I want to lift this dress up,” you say, letting your hands run down the sides of her body against the fabric, “And I want to taste you.”

“Y/N,” she sighs your name. 

“Want to make you feel good,” you press a kiss against her jaw, right by her ear as you say this. 

That’s all it takes for Leah to grab your hand and drag you through the house, smiling pleasantly at all your friends as you beeline for the bathroom together. Your heart beat races just at the thought of finally being able to be with her. 

She pulls you into the bathroom and you shut the door quickly and Leah is swift to push you up against it. 

“You really couldn’t wait until we got home, could you?” Leah said, her words broken up by messy kisses. 

“I tried to fuck you at home, but you wouldn’t let me,” you manage to quip back. 

“God, you’re insufferable,” Leah utters in the most loving way those words can be said. 

“I know I am,” you say admittedly before taking the reigns and pushing her back towards the large bath tub. You walk until Leah’s legs hit the ceramic and she’s forced to sit down on the edge. At this you kneel down, letting your hands run wild up and down Leah’s legs. 

“This is my favourite thing you’ve ever worn,” you tell her, not even knowing that it’s necessarily true, but knowing how much it is turning you on in the moment. 

“You said that last week,” Leah laughs, but is quickly shut up when you move your face between her legs, kissing her against the fabric of her underwear as she widens her legs for you. 

You kiss the insides of her thighs religiously, wishing you could bottle the feeling of her skin against your lips, and the sound of her heavy breaths. 

You look up at her as if for permission as you hook your fingers under her underwear and she grants you permission with the slight raise of her hips, allowing you to slide them down her legs.

“Please,” Leah says, asking for you to resume your previous actions, and you oblige willingly. 

She parts her legs and you let your tongue drag through the wetness between her legs. Her fingers get lost in your hair, guiding you closer to her. You move slowly with your tongue, teasing her out before making a movement to kiss her clit and suck on it lightly. 

“Y/N, God, yes,” she moans, letting her head fall back as she stabilises herself with one hand on the edge of the bath, and the other in your hair. 

As you continue your ministrations on Leah, you lose yourself in the slight bucking of her hips, the sounds of her moans, and the desperate way she is pushing your head closer. You can feel yourself becoming wetter, and all you want is to make her come for you. 

You flick her clit with your tongue, as you run your hands along her thighs. You lick, you suck, and you kiss her until Leah gives you the signal that she is getting close. 

“Oh my god, oh god,” she repeats herself, stuttering through the words, her breathing erratic. 

You hum against her before you say, “Come for me darling.”

You continue to suck on her clit and it drives her over the edge. Her orgasm meets her beautifully, rolling through her whole body down to her core. You continue your movements gently, letting her ride out her full orgasm before she reaches down with both hands to grab ahold of your face. 

She looks at you in awe before you stand up, pulling her up with you as she tugs her dress back down her legs. You kiss her gently now, the urgency having dissipated. 

“You’re amazing,” you tell her.

“I love you,” she says, shaking her head in wonder. You both often questioned how you ended up so lucky. 

“I love you more,” you assure her. 

“Not possible, I’m afraid,” she sighs, as if she has more love for you than you even realise.

“Was that okay?” You ask gently, leaning to press a soft kiss on her shoulder. 

“It was perfect,” she says.

“Good,” you smile peacefully. 

“I’ll return the favour later,” she promises and you smirk, eager for what’s to come. 

“You’re such a tease,” you say. 

“It’s fun watching you get all worked up,” she tells you. 

You shake your head and turn to look in the mirror, seeing how flushed you look and making your best attempts to flatten your hair.

"God, look at the mess you've made of me," you say.

After spending some time cleaning yourself up, you look at Leah. 

“Ready to get back out there?” You suggest. 

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to put on a normal face and act like that didn’t just happen,” she says. 

“It’s almost midnight, no one is paying attention to us,” you say. 

With that Leah grabs her phone and checks the time, it reads 11:58PM. 

“Shit, it really is almost midnight,” she says. 

You start to hear everyone shuffling around together in the living room telling each other to get ready to countdown. Stepping out of the bathroom feels like reentering the real world, and you grab hold of Leah’s hand, hoping to always be able to step into your own private world together.

“Will you be my midnight kiss?” You ask jokingly.

“Always,” she promises. 

#leah williamson #woso community #awfc #leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #arsenal women #lionesses x reader #woso #lionesses #leah williamson smut

[goldenwilliamson]

skippers

#bloody love em