Harry Kane And His Fioncée During Training (31/05/2019)

*cough cough*

What are your fav blogs? 💕

I think I already answered it, but I’ll do it again. 

I have too many. Here we go…

Football imagines: @footballffbarbiex (this woman’s talent is out of this world, I really enjoy her writing), @catharticallysarcastic  (same goes as Amy), @footballerimaginess, @footballerimagines (too bad she doesn’t write anymore)

Football blurbs: @travellvogue (the first blog I followed, she is really talented, ‘’Del’s kitchen’’ was my favourite series), @chilly-me-softly (my favourite blurbs, she also writes longer pieces), @jadonsanhco , @amour-salvatore (I LOVE her stories, especially ‘’Anyone but you’’), @gardenofcfc (I’m slowly falling in love with Mason because of her 😂)

Other blogs I love: @cinnnabaee, @stonseymylove, @80slingard, @macybeckham7, @leduqdefoot, @endlessfootie, @asenwinks, @jadondonsancho, @ynwa-taa

After thinking on it for a day I don’t blame Rafa for wanting to leave but I’m still simultaneously in denial and also fucking distraught.

We’re not forgetting you! I come on at least once a day to check on you

That was so sweet, anon! I’m glad I haven’t lost everyone from my complete annoying disappearance and occasional revlogs!

okay being in a relationship with John but you had a huge fight and drifted apart and haven’t had much contact for weeks but one day you decided to show up to his game wearing a jersey with his name on it and the cameraman randomly shows you on the screen and John sees it during the game and is all distracted and gets subbed off and as soon as he leaves the pitch he texts you to meet him after the game

I actually really liked this idea, anon

so you hadn’t spoken to John in weeks, but it was a big derby match and you’d be damned if you missed it because of him, so you got ready, throwing on your Man City jersey and go to the game with your friend. And it was a good game. And intense game. You were telling your friend that City are playing well - but John was starting and playing well was what you really meant. And it’s after a goal, everyone celebrating, showing the gleeful fans that he sees you, up on the screen, screaming and hugging your friend and he notices it, of course he does. STONES written across your back and it looks right to him, and he keeps thinking about it, looking at were he thinks you are in the crowd, searching, hoping to get a chance to see you - his girl - with his name on your back. Like it should be. And it’s this distraction that ends with him getting subbed off, commentators agreeing with the decision - ‘Stones has slipped in quality this second half’ - but he doesn’t care. He’s getting his phone out as soon as he’s off, finding your undeleted contact name and sending you a message.

Meet me after the game x

And you see it at full time, high off the win, high off the thought of him. So of course you do.

and can you make a masterlist pleasee 🥺

I tag everything as ‘blurb’ and ‘*name* blurb’ so you can easily search it. I don’t think a masterlist would work currently because none of what I’ve written is sort of a full imagine/story thing. If I write more things like that I’ll definitely make a masterlist! I just wouldn’t know who to write about extensively first.

Dear trauma survivors,

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

You deserved to have it better.

can you please do needy kisses and neck kisses with stonesy i love your writing x

and he’s latched onto your neck the minute he’s got back from training, arms around your waist, hand caressing the side of your face and your tilting you head, giving him more access, moaning at the loss of contact when he pulls away. But you’re quickly resatisfied as he latched onto your lips, softly biting on the lower, tongue nudging through. And he’s putting everything into this kiss - clearly he’s missed you during the day. And he’s reattaching to your neck again, sucking harshly on the skin and kissing it to soothe and you’re running your hand up through his hair, eyes closing as he works his way down to you chest, nipping away at the skin.

Sunshine