Arguing With Bae™ On Pitch | Everton Vs. Man City | February 6th, 2019

Dear trauma survivors,

It doesn’t matter that somebody else ‘had it worse’.

You deserved to have it better.

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.

Unlucky.

Okay but riding John's thigh and you won't let him touch you and you're just going "till you get her face off your body you ain't touching me again babe, you'll just have to watch me get my self off"

and it started when your friend showed you some stupid article that mentioned he still had his tattoo and what it might suggest for the future of their relationship, and not that you have a problem with Millie but that rubbed you the wrong way so you sit at work, waiting to get home to him and show him who his girl is. And it seems like forever before you’re pulling into the driveway and walking into the living room, seeing him back from training sat on the sofa and flicking through Netflix. And god he looks good, of course he does, so you stride over to him, sit straddeling his thigh, his hands making immediate movements to your hips but you push him away and he’s shocked, mumblings of ‘love’ and ‘babe’ falling from his mouth as he desperately tries to grasp any part of your body. But you push him off every time, ‘till you get your face off her body you don’t get to touch me, babe’ and he’s groaning, sinking back into the cushion as he watches you through dark eyes, rocking back and forth on his thigh, small moans emitting from your mouth and he can barely contain himself, hands still trying to grasp, still being rejected, ‘you’ll just have to watch me get myself off’ and he hates it but god he loves it. The tattoo is gone within a week.

anon you’re killing me x

Accidentally deleted my blog (I hate myself) so I’m reinventing myself with a blog of my love John Stones

good luck on your exams!

Thank you! x

I’m nowhere near prepared but it’s fine 😬

Hey can you write fight imagine with Harry Winks. Summary: He accidentally ruins girlfriend's Louboutin heels (for which she worked hard and saved her money). And him coldly saying to her ''So what now, I'll buy you new ones.''. When he said that it took her by surprise because he is humble and usually he doesn't act like rich snob like most of footballers do. In the end they make up. You can change some things if you want in imagine.

You don’t even know how he managed it but he did, a heel off your favourite - very expensive - pair of shoes and it hurts because you saved for them, you bought them with your own hard earned money and it’s not like you have a lot to throw away. So when you complained at Harry about how he ‘should’ve been more careful - how did you even manage this?!’, the last thing you expected was a throwaway ‘So what, I’ll buy you new ones’. Because Harry wasn’t like that. Harry was down to earth, and humble - rarely showing off his wealth in anyway. Sure you knew he had it but he was rarely so flippant about it, knowing you earned less, knowing things you saved up for meant something to you because of it, in a different way to what they’d mean to him. And that’s how you ended up in a big argument. You screaming at him - ‘oh yeah because you have all the money in the fucking world’ - him screaming at you - ‘right sorry I was just trying to fix it didn’t think you’d get so sensitive about it’ - and you walking out. After a couple hours - enough time for both of you to calm down - you return, apologies in hand, explaining how it just meant a lot to you and he’s saying he knows and he’s sorry he was so flippant with it, and you couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes so you let him pull you in for a hug - ‘When you buy a new pair, babe, I’ll take you out someplace nice’ mumbled into your hair.

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

Yooo some rashford stuff maybe?? :-D I had a dream he kisses all of my operation scars on my tummy and I :-((((

You’re stood in front of a mirror, staring at your scars, tracing them, thinking about how much he might prefer you without them. Lost in thought, you don’t notice him entering the room until his arms slip around your waist and he’s kissing your neck, whispering ‘what ya doing’. But you don’t want to tell him, don’t want to be this vulnerable but he can tell - of course he can, Marcus is empathetic and sympathetic and everything you need right now - and he’s leading you to the bed and lying you on your back. Then he’s kissing down your stomach, giving extra attention to your scars and whispering how beautiful you look and how you would always look stunning to him no matter what and it’s a completely innocent and kind moment and just like him.