“My Team” Football Asks:

Okay so I can be more active over Sunday-Tuesday so with some hope I’ll get through all the requests and more some

HES ALIVE AND LOOKING FINE AS HELL

good luck on your exams!

Thank you! x

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

A moment of silence for Steve Rogers who inevitably had to hear the words “I don’t understand that reference” when he made a pop culture joke in the 40s.

Mood

Of course Ayoze Perez, currently hitting his decent end of season form as per, gets injured before the Liverpool match. Better be okay ffs

If you’re doing a multi chapter story then obviously John Stones is your man lol

Oh yeah of course! It will be on John lets be honest here, I’ll just have to think of a plot and write one now

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’

He always looks sad, Harry Kane.

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