Jesse lingard fluff plssse I need this rn x
A sleepy ‘hey babe’ is whispered as he enters the house, wrapping his arms around your waist that’s clad in a jersey with his name on. Face in your neck, smelling your hair, whispering how beautiful you are as you lead him to the sofa. He places his head on your lap, you brushing your fingers over his cheek, gazing at each other, speaking nonsense to one another other about each other’s day. You complaining about that one person at work you hate, him laughing along and saying how you should ‘just leave already’ and it’s private and intimate and he’s staring at you as you speak, watching the words fall from your lips onto his dead ears because he’s not listening he’s thinking. Thinking about how much he wants this. How much he wants you. And suddenly hes softly kissing you, sweeping his hand over your face and then his tired smiling face is all you see for the rest of the night, both of you falling together wrapped up on the sofa, both of you hoping it’ll happen over and over again.
Forever love for my first anon request x
Serious question, where can I adopt Bernardo? | Bernardo and Gabriel celebrating 14.04.19
omg do one for stones!!
You’d shuffle down the stairs looking for John, finding him stood at the stove making eggs and sausages, low hanging joggers and shirtless. And he’d be smirking as he caught you staring at his chest and playfully rolling his eyes as you lightly frown at his tattoo of Millie. ‘Don’t worry, love’ he’d laugh, ‘now go back to admiring me’ and you’d feel your cheeks heating up and of course he does this all the time because he loves teasing you and seeing you blush and of course you’d brush him off with a laugh and a roll of the eyes he loves so much, but you make damn sure to admire them back muscles when he turns back around.
hey how are you?
Hey!
Thank you for asking, how are you? And not great tbh, very unmotivated and then feeling bad about doing nothing (that inbox) and tired and just done with life. Have to keep going back to the doctors as well because I’ve ruined my leg. I’ll get over it soon though.
Love x
tfw you’re bisexual and admiring pretty girls but then you remember you’re also attracted to men and you’re like “that’s cool too” because men are fine as hell and there’s nothing wrong with your attraction to them
Drunken Stonesy… part 2.
Your blog is the best footballer one shot/blurb account I’ve found! Can you do a Joe Hart blurb about you guys having a romantic moment/makeout session that gets interrupted by the boys?
Thank you, anon! I love how the England lads all call him ‘harty’ and respect him so much!
and you’re in his hotel room and haven’t seen him for weeks - you couldn’t get time off work immediately. And obviously if you haven’t seen him for weeks things are going to get passionate fairly quickly. He was hovering over you on the bed, broad shoulders contrasting yours, one hand up your shirt and on your waist, lips on yours, leg between yours. And it was lustful, full of moans and love, one hand running up his uncovered chest and resting on his neck, the other’s fingernails digging into his muscular back. ‘Ooo hartys getting some’, stood in the doorway was dele and John, smirking. ‘We’ll leave you to it’. And your barely acknowledged it, too focused on Joe to care.
Nothing breaks my heart more than Rondon being fucked off because Ashley won’t buy him and Pérez leaving in the summer and little Almirón just sat all alone without his two pals in the dressing room
you’re babysitting john’s daughter and he walks in while your just sat together singing disney songs so loud and he just realised how much he loves you
and you’re just sat on the sofa, belting the words to ‘you’re welcome’ from Moana along with the sound emitting from your phone as she draws on your arms, clumsily singing along as well. And you’re both giggling at each other and trying to sing louder than the other, waiting for John to come back with her tea. But he’s just been stood leaning on the door frame, watching his daughter gaze at you lovingly and smile so widely and laugh so innocently - his little family. And he loves how she wasn’t shy around you and he loves how you both get on and he loves her and you and soon the songs changing and he’s still stood; watching and in love.
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
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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