Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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Unlucky.
Harry Kane and his fioncée during training (31/05/2019)
Don’t change your dream. Change the world.
Just Do It.
Birthday sex with John?
only one I’m writing today because I’m very uninspired but I figured this one should be out today!
and he’s slightly tipsy after coming back from a drink with the lads, his face tinted red and a wide grin as he sits himself on the couch, immediately grasping your thighs as you sit on his lap. And you’re teasingly shifting about, faces so close you can feel each other’s breath and he’s having absolutely none of it as he pulls you in by your neck, lips meeting in desperation and you’re pushing him back slightly with hands on his chest, undoing his jeans and disconnecting your lips. And you’re moving down, taking him all in, his cock hitting the back of your throat immediately as his head falls back and his eyes shut, breathy moans leaving his mouth as you work your magic. And soon he’s pulling you back up, reconnecting your lips as he works on your clothes now and he’s slipping inside of you as you moan into his mouth, gripping onto his hair and bouncing on his lap. And you’re both moaning into the air: each other’s names; decelerations of love; ‘this is just your first present, birthday boy’; ‘my god you’re wonderful’.
Playing football at st. Georges park with the three lions and they’re letting you win and you’re so bloody annoyed and del is like babying you and it just so cute xxxxxx
And your frustratedly hitting the grass as dele strolls over and sticks his hand out: ‘come on, love’ and you’re refusing his hand, standing up yourself and crossing your arms over your chest. ‘Del, stop letting me win’ and he’s stuttering out a ‘no idea what you’re talking about’ and Eric is yelling over at the two of you to hurry up, dele grabbing your hand and tugging you back. ‘Eric, tell Del to stop letting me win’ and Eric’s laughing at Dele’s indignation; ‘she’s not stupid dele, she knows she couldn’t win unless we let her’. Game on Dier
Eric and you breaking up, but getting back together after a year
And you’re seeing each other when dele has a party and he invites you - you still kept in contact - and you knew Eric would be there - dele had given you a pre-warning - so you’re not surprised when you’re pouring yourself a drink and your form is engulfed in a large shadow. ‘Dele told me you’d be here, how’ve you been?’ is thrown into the surrounding air and you’re answering back with a ‘I’ve been fine, hear you’ve been doing well. England squad, aye?’ And he’s smiling softly at you, telling you about Russia and all he’s done since you broke up and you’ve both forgotten about the party; relishing each other’s company. And dele catches sight of you mid conversation, stood in a corner filled with laughter and conversation and blushing cheeks and subtle touches and he’s smiling to himself, sick of his two friends complaining about their shit dates to him.
falling asleep on winks
and Harry was still lazily talking about his day, arm under your body around your waist as your head lay on his chest. And you’d been trying to keep your eyes open as he spoke about how his day back in training was but the circles he was rubbing on your skin, the blanket covering you both and the soft feeling of his steady heartbeat against your head lulled you into a heavenly sleep.
dating winksy would include?
him treating you constantly
not just to material things, but like running you a bath after a long day, listening to you complain about work or school, giving you a glass of wine
looking after you when you’re ill and buying you all your favourite things
just being all round caring because he’s definitely the most caring person that’s ever existed
Puppy dog eyes that you can’t refuse whenever he wants something
Wrapped up together in blankets on the sofa when he’s injured and wanting to watch the match
Not at all in letting him have sex with you when he’s injured
‘Okay maybe just a blowjob’
Damn those puppy eyes
Going about both your lives, not necessarily doing everything together, but always making sure to come home, pour yourselves a glass of wine and tell each other about it
Making sure to go out for a meal at least once a month: you take it in turns to pay
giving winks a blowjob
And your moving your head in steady motions, hand working the parts you can’t get and he’s groaning slightly, hands in your hair, forcing you further down on him. And you’re gagging, eyes watering as his cock hits the back of your throat, his head thrown back and brown eyes rolling. And you’re looking up at him as you move back and forth, cock still hitting the back of your throat, taking all of him in this time and he’s barely able to articulate how fucking good you love, all of him in your mouth, eyes leaking and spit on your chin - so he just clings onto your hair tighter.
Being friends with Dele growing up and your families always talk about you getting together and you both always tell them it will never happen but secretly you both have feelings and are too afraid that if you say something you will lose your best friend
And you both laugh whenever someone mentions it, brushing it off as complete nonsense: you’re both just friends. But he doesn’t notice how you wince whenever he says ‘shes just me best friend’, and you don’t notice how his face momentarily falls whenever you laugh at the ‘so how long have you been dating?’ comments. And he doesn’t notice when you down a drink and leave as quick as you can whenever you spot him in the corner of a club with a girl and you don’t notice how his knuckles whiten whenever a man buys you a drink. And he doesn’t notice how sick you look when his hands are roaming a girls body in the middle of the dance floor and you don’t notice how he takes a minute to steady his breathing whenever you laugh at another man’s jokes whilst touching his arm. Neither of you notice - but why would you? You’re just friends.
What if you were a really famous dancer and you are choreographing a little mix performance and Alex has invited Trent to come along and straight away Trent is so intrigued by you and finds out from Pez how much you’ve achieved like dancing for the likes of Beyonce and Rihanna
and he’s entranced as soon as he sees you teaching the girls, watching your every movement in fascination and of course when you give the girls a break and Perry excitedly runs over to Alex he’s asking her who you are and what you’ve done. And obviously you and Pez get on great so she’s bigging you up so much, telling you how you’ve danced for Beyoncé and Rihanna and of course you’d be embarrassed at how she’s talking about you, but she can see that glint in his eye as she has her arm wrapped around Alex. And they’re smirking to each other when he’s muttering a ‘wow’ as he walks off to talk to you doing stretches in the corner of the room.
omg do some Frenkie de Jong xx
I have some in my inbox that I’ll get around to between now and the next few days x
Drunk Stonsey based on the videos you reblogged 🤗😏
So as we all know well, he’s a happy, carefree mess when he’s drunk and obviously he’s wanting you to join him in everything he does so he’s pulling you up with him to dance and you’re giggling and embarrassed but oh so in love that you don’t even care and you’re letting him dance around you whilst everyone films it, and you’re letting him wrap his arms around your waist constantly, and you’re letting him leave sloppy kisses on your cheek, and you’re letting him whisper nonsense in your ear because how could you not with that goofy grin he has.
Trying swimsuits infront of T?
‘What about this one’ you’re saying, giving a spin and watching his eyes drink you all in as they slowly skirt up and down. ‘Beautiful, love.’ And you’re sighing slightly as you throw him a smile - of course you appreciate it so much but god he’s been saying that about every one and you just want to know which is the best one to buy. So you’re turning around, strutting back into the changing room to change into a final one when he’s appearing behind you, arms sliding around your waist and head in your neck. ‘The red one. Get the red one, love’ is huskily whispered into your neck: ‘now let’s go home and try taking off some clothes’
marcus getting touchy in front of jess
and he’s pulling you into him as you’re stood cooking, Jesse sat on a kitchen stool scrolling through his phone, and he’s holding your hips close to him, one hand roaming up and down and mouth next to your ear. And you’re giggling slightly, swatting his hands with a spoon and telling him ‘talk to Jesse, I’m busy.’ And he’s spinning you around, spoon dropping into a pan and hugging you tight, head into your neck.
‘You do remember I’m here, right?’
can we please get John eating you out... especially with that stubble 😍😍
that stubble my god
and he’s kissing up your thighs, nearing where you want him, stubble scratching at your skin as you lace your fingers through his hair, trying to pull him to the place he’s needed. And he’s smirking against your skin as his blue eyes connect straight with yours, head immediately dipping, licking and sucking on your clit, and you’re moaning, head thrown back in pleasure.
20.05.19
Kyle trying to escape having to speak in front of the crowd and putting it on John instead….
imagine if the avengers had actually discussed the plan for more than an hour, and found out from nebula that you have to sacrifice what you love most to get the soul stone (basically a soul for a soul), and steve volunteered himself for the mission. face to face with the red skull, he’s asked if he’s willing to make the sacrifice, to lose what’s important to him. steve replies, “go ahead and try. i’ve already lost everything else.” after its done, steve just laughs and says, “that’s all?”
& steve makes it back alive with the stone. he makes it back to the avengers compound. they don’t recognize him at first, but once they see past the change in structure and size, its obvious. they ask what happened, and he replies “a soul for a soul”. he gave up captain america, let him go once and for all, and that was enough.
do you have anything with Harry winks coming up?
I have 4 winksy requests in my inbox, I’ll be writing them all at the end of the week, after my exams finish (that I’m failing). Feel free to still send in requests and I’ll get to them then x
Eric taking you to meet his family for the first time
and it’s at a family barbecue - whole extended family and everything so you wouldn’t feel intimidated and everyone’s just milling around and you’re stood close to Eric at the barbecue, his mum right next to you, champagne in hand, laughing away at something you’ve said about Eric loving his dogs more than you. And she’s telling you he’s always been like that, proceeding to an embarrassing story that has his head in your neck, whining at his mum. And his dad’s walking over to further embarrass him: ‘he’s spoke so much about you we felt like we knew you already’ and Eric’s trying to stop them from talking and the three of you are laughing and everyone is head over heels for you.
‘Eric, darling, the sausages are burning’
James Rodriguez breakup
based on the psg rumours x
and it’s hard because it’s for his career so how could you not let him go but you can’t have a relationship over different countries - it wouldn’t work and you both know that. So you’re letting him go, with a kiss and a breathy, ‘I know you’ll do so well’ and both your visions are blurring because it’s not fair. It’s not fair that you have to stay there for work and he has to go to Paris for work. And you’re leaving him on his door step with a whispered ‘We’ll stay in touch’ and an almost silent confession that you’re not sure he hears. And he’s watching you get in your car and drive off, the wind still whispering your last words; ‘I’ll always love you’.
maybe some cock warming with eric? I really miss this big man
and he’s making the excuse that he’s cold as he hitches your leg over his hips and sinking into you with an exhale of breath. And you’re both just sitting there, connected and in love, enjoying the intimacy as he plays with your hair and mumbles into your neck about his day. And even though it’s not sexual you’re still clenching around him occasionally - ‘don’t be a tease’ gruffly returned.
what would be sex with Eric after a long separation
It’s going to start needy, him desperately trying to show you how much he’s missed you through his kiss, through his hands gripping your hips and pulling through your hair. But then as it progresses it slows down. It’s more soft and it’s more full of love and he’s taking his time to get reacquainted with your body, leaving beard burn up your thighs as your hands tug on his hair. And it’s an entire night spent bringing each other pleasure, taking turns, whispers about how much you’ve missed each other mixing with the breathy moans in the air.
Send me blurbs, I still have some in my inbox but I’m having writers block so I need to find some I’m inspired for. To everyone who’s sent me something, I’ll get to it! Also everyone who sent me a sancho blurb: I want to familiarise my self with him first before I write.
“Jaime does something here you would never expect the Jaime of season 2 to do. For Jaime, to humble himself to serve under anyone, is a huge thing. He would never do that for anybody other than her. We wanted to take the audience by surprise. It’s not a ceremonial scene on a cliff at sunset with billowing capes. It comes out of a throwaway moment, that even some people in the room think is a joke, and then they quickly realize it’s not. It’s a monumental thing. It’s a moment of grace and beauty in the middle of a nightmare, and the main reason I wanted to write this episode. The episode’s title, ‘A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms,’ refers to both Jaime and Brienne.”
— Bryan Cogman (writer of 8.02: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms)