I hate football. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. We were so fucking close.
loml part 2 x
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.
Friendship goals
Could you please right some more John smut, your so good at writing omg!💗
thank you, anon
He’s joining you in the shower, allegedly as a bid to ‘save water’ but you don’t quite believe that as he’s running his hands down your waist, grabbing your arse and kissing down your neck from behind. And you certainly don’t believe it when you’re moaning into the steamy cube, hand pressed against the wall as he’s taking you from behind, hands roughly on your hips, your name falling from his lips. And you even don’t think about it when you’re coming to your high, him following shortly after, but you did think about it when he’s muttering about how ‘maybe I didn’t do my bit for the environment. Because you’re going to have to clean up again’
Mr too cool for the camera.
If you ever tagged me to do one of those tag game thingies and I never did it:
1) Thank you, seriously. Those are fun and being included shows that my followers care enough to want to learn more about me.
2) Very sorry about that, it’s extremely likely that I said to myself “Cool! But I’m busy at the moment, I’ll have to do this later today or tomorrow” before proceeding to just straight-up forget, now it’s too far back in my notifications and/or your blog to find again.
John accidentally telling you he wants you to have his babies one day while laying around having a lazy Sunday
you’re lying on the sofa, a crap Netflix film on, hot mug in one hand and playing with your sock in the other. And he’s sat next to you, eyes vaguely staring at the screen but definitely not watching and it’s out of nowhere that he says it, just a quiet muttering of ‘I can’t wait until where doing this as a family’ and you’re taken aback, thinking you’ve misheard at first because he’s never expressed that want with you before. But by the way he’s staring at you - all warm and content - you can tell it’s sincere so you’re smiling back, sock being forgotten, reaching for his hand and giving it a squeeze - ‘I’d like that too’
okay I know we lost but big Christian Atsu did show himself
If you thought Barcelona was bad @ Liverpool, just wait until you get to Newcastle. Big Christian Atsu will fuck you right up lads
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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