Right Okay Can We Continue This Man United Photographer And Stonsy Flirtation-ship Hows He Getting Her

I love Martin Dúbravka. That is all

As someone who’s struggled with sexual identity and just defines themselves as ‘probably not straight’ I related to so much of Daniel Howell’s new video. There was such small things - like leading a person on accidentally and being unable to be sexual with them because you’re terrified of the not straight side of you - that made me feel so simply not alone.

That video was so important to me because, for 45 minutes of my life, I felt validated and accepted and overwhelmed with this sense of hope for a future contentness I could feel about myself and who I really am. Even if I don’t know who or what that is. I can identify as ‘probably not straight’ or ‘I don’t know’ and be valid.

Thank you, Daniel Howell, Dan and danisnotonfire for surviving, in all your identities, for countless reasons, but the most personal to me; so that I could too.

must be kinda boring to have a team that wins constantly bc at that point it must not come as a surprise but like when your team is Inconsistent FC you’re just always on your toes about what’s going to happen and it’s kinda brilliant in a way

do you have anything with Harry winks coming up?

I have 4 winksy requests in my inbox, I’ll be writing them all at the end of the week, after my exams finish (that I’m failing). Feel free to still send in requests and I’ll get to them then x

Why did you say John had a Burnley accent in the Man Utd photographer thing??? He’s not from Burnley

Definitely a typo because beforehand I wrote a joe hart one and he plays for them now, thanks for bringing it to my attention

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.

smut!! (for anyone🤪)

I decided to leave it nameless so it can be with anyone. also not 100% happy with this one but it needed done x

So you’re in a club, he took you, you didn’t particularly want to go but he begged and so you put on your finest outfit, looking absolutely stunning because if he’s making you go you’re going to make him wish he’d have you in private. And it has the desired effect, him putting his hands on you the moment he sees you, you swatting away his hands and insisting you need to get going, smirking as you walk off. And he’s distracted all night, hands on you if you’re close enough, eyes on you if you’re not, all his mates smirking and winking at him and it’s 11 when he decides fuck it, and takes you home with the announcement ‘got to tend to the missus, lads’. And he’s all over you in the taxi home, hands up your dress, caressing your thigh, dress too tight to your skin for him to get any further up but god he loves that dress. Then when you’re in the house he’s pulling you to the sofa, not even bothering with the bedroom, unzipping your dress and staring at you in awe, muttering how beautiful you are. So he lifts you firmly by your hips, legs hooking around his waist, his hands grabbing your arse, tongue in your mouth and you’re moaning his name as he slips inside you, creating a steady rhythm, his breath staggering from holding you up, so he puts you on the counter and continues. And it’s sensual and lustful all at once, his groans and your moans mixing together in the late night silence. His pace slowing as he reaches his high, and he pulls out, finishing you off with his hand, moving it against you, kissing down your neck as he goes. After you finish you stay still a while, heads resting together, collecting yourselves and smiling.

Could you write about meeting John for the first time as the man united photographer at a game and you bump into each other and its playful jibes and a connection straight away and at the end of the night he's asking for your number wanting to take you out for coffee

And it’s when a football is launched in your direction as the players warm up, your photography being interrupted that he jogs up to you with floppy hair to collect it. ‘Hope you’re getting some nice photos’, came a Barnsley accent. And you laugh, ‘of my men in red, yes. Of you? Just photos.’ And he lets out a breath of a laugh and jogs off back to the circle, continuing to train, occasionally looking back at you with a small smile. And throughout the game you take more photos of him, not purposefully but he was good to photograph and you swear in some of them he’s looking right at you. He’s subbed off in the 63rd minute, passing by you and throwing out a ‘Sure those photos of me aren’t good?’ And you shake your head as you laugh a little, watching him walk off smiling, and get back to photographing the men in red - now with no distractions.

okay I know we lost but big Christian Atsu did show himself

PSA

If you thought Barcelona was bad @ Liverpool, just wait until you get to Newcastle. Big Christian Atsu will fuck you right up lads