#and eric dier too I guess

[emwritesfootball]

Her Majesty's Men 2 | Mason Mount

Word Count: 1,512

Warnings: mentions of drugs, but that's about it. An intro to the Men

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Notting Hill, London, England

Declan double- and triple-checks the address that Mason sent him as he walks the streets of Notting Hill. It’s for a pub he’s never been to before, but he’s heard rumours about a secret underground club modeled after the American Prohibition Era that has exotic dancers.

“Dec! Hey!” Mason greets Declan the moment he walks into the pub. “How have you been?”

Declan shrugs, hating that he has to break the news to Mason like this. The two of them grew up at Chelsea’s Academy together, remaining friends even when Dec got let go. A few years later, Mason was let go, too, and the boy in front of him seems to be doing fairly well. “West Ham let me go last week.”

Mason curses, shaking his head. “I’m so sorry, mate. Can’t believe they can just let us go like we’re expendable.”

“Yeah.” Declan smiles ruefully, sighing. “I’m staying with my sister but I know she wants me to get a job - I want to get a job - but I don’t know where to start. I remember at that party last year with the rest of the Chelsea Dropouts where you mentioned something about working for the Queen and-” Declan pauses, confused as to why Mason is howling with laughter. “What’s so funny?”

“You think- ahaha - you think I work for the Queen?! Oh, my god!” Mason wipes tears of laughter from his eyes. “I guess you could say I work for Liz, but not in the way you think that I do…”

“Liz? You call the Queen by a nickname?!”

Mason snorts, the laughter threatening to return again. “How about I show you instead?” He looks at his watch, draining his beer, and Declan finds himself doing the same thing. “Follow me, Deccers.”

Declan follows, his mind slightly occupied with the fact that he saw Mason drop two £20 bills on two pints at the bar before walking away.

The rumours were true. Declan can’t figure out how he couldn’t hear the raucous laughter and thumping bass from the DJ in the booth. He’s pretty sure he recognizes the DJ, but he’s impossible to place from so far away. Instead, Declan focuses on Mason, watching as his ex-teammate weaves through the crowd. It’s all women, he realizes, but then someone slaps his ass as he walks past and he turns to find an older woman looking at him appreciatively.

“Are you one of them?” She asks, shouting over the music.

“Who?” Declan responds, confused.

Before she can reply, Declan feels Mason’s hand wrap around his wrist and pull him through a door. The music dampens, seeping through the door, but only to provide a backdrop. “Don’t stop for the vultures, mate. Although, I think that one’s more of a cougar than anything.” He laughs at his own joke, shaking his head.

“Hush! Like you haven’t thrown yourself to the cougars more times than any of us!” Jack Grealish’s Brummie accent gets Declan’s attention.

“Sod off!” Mason rolls his eyes, turning to Declan. “Don’t pay Jacky Boy any mind - he’s just here for the brainless hen party pussy. You might remember him from a couple friendlies between our academy teams, but I guarantee you that Jacky here probably doesn’t remember you; poor boy doesn’t even remember his own name half the time.”

Jack flips off Mason, but he keeps talking. “These are the lads that make up Her Majesty’s Men. We’re all football-academy rejects, so it’s like a family since we all know what the other’s been through. Stonesy - you’ll meet him in a bit - kinda brought us all together. It was pretty much his idea.”

Declan looks around the room, realizing where he is. The room looks like a changing room except instead of kits and boots and training gear, there’s costumes everywhere. A ratty futon that’s seen better days is against one of the walls; Jack ‘Jacky Boy’ Grealish sits on it, and something about the way he’s sitting on it tells Declan that the futon isn’t for anyone but the ex-Villa Academy player.

“Right. Anyway, this is Happy Ending Harry. Gave his youth to Tottenham, but she was a cruel mistress.” There’s a mirror with lightbulbs around it that looks like it was either stolen from Marilyn Monroe or a fifteen-year-old girl, Declan isn’t sure which. Harry Winks sits in front of the mirror, checking out his reflection as he puts on...blush? Declan wants to ask but can’t bring himself to form the words. Harry’s too lost in his own world to do much of anything, almost resembling a Ken doll in a way that both intrigues and intimidates Declan.

“Big Dick Dier. Loaned from Portugal to Everton, but you can see how that turned out. Man can speak at least two languages but there’s not a woman out there who cares about that once they catch a glimpse of what the Big Man is packing.” Eric Dier picks himself up off the floor after doing a round of push-ups, giving Declan a nod in greeting and going back to the sewing machine to work on… a g-string? Declan’s a little disgusted but he’s glad he’s not the one handling that. The man’s wide shoulders and large hands radiate Big Dick Energy and Declan would be lying to himself if he wasn’t at least a little curious to take a peek at that pecker.

“Last but not least: Tarzan Ty.” A man with dreads stands in one corner, stretching. He’s got tattoos and a massive scar on his knee that Declan’s curious about but knows better than to ask about. He looks familiar but he’s definitively older than the rest of the lads Declan has met so he’s not sure he recognizes him from any sort of training academy. Mason starts his introduction, but Ty cuts him off.

“Tyrone Mings,” he says, introducing himself for Declan. “Southampton Youth ‘til oh-nine. They let me go ‘cause I was too short - joke’s on them.” Ty laughs and Declan joins in. “Got a serious question,” he continues, shoving his non-scarred knee in Declan’s face. “That look ashy to you?”

“Uh…”

“Here,” Mason giggles, tossing him a bottle of what looks like self-tanner but Declan doesn’t question it, squirting out some of the lotion and preparing to massage it into Ty’s knee. It’s the oddest thing he’s done since being let go, but Declan just tells himself that he’s rubbed weirder substances on his own joints. He realizes that Mason was right - this place, this group of ex-footballers, really does feel like a family. He’s only been here a few minutes but already the camaraderie is there. Big Dick Dier teases Happy Ending Harry’s appearance like the two of them were teammates at Tottenham or something; Tarzan Ty has what appears to be a ritual, shoving Declan’s hands off his knee once he realizes the new boy was actually going to do it.

“So, here’s how it works. We do a group act first, then solos, followed by hot seats. If everything goes well, we get these birds all jacked up and then we raise the price of the hot seats so don’t fuck it all up for us, all right? That’s it, that’s all ya gotta do.” Declan tries to focus on what Mason is saying but it’s damn near impossible as he watches Eric stick his dick inside of the contraption and start to pump, his cock stretching to an absurd length. He quickly realizes that Eric’s got his dick inside a penis pump, watching as the big man’s already-big cock grows like the Grinch’s heart. Eric’s sporting the most insane look, his jaw slack but his eyes intense like he’s focused on something else, taking deep breaths as his cock stretches longer.

A voice entering the room cuts Mason off, the DJ coming into view. He’s speaking, but Declan can’t understand him. “This is Kyle, our DJ. Kyle, Deccers; Deccers, Kyle. He’s gonna be giving you the cue before each act.” Kyle hands Mase a water bottle filled with something and Mason’s eyes light up. “Pregame! That’s what I’m talking about!”

“It’s the love potion,” Kyle says in a weird voice, giving Declan a wide-eyed look.

“What is this? Strawberry?” Mason inspects it, pouring some of it into the cap and downing it.

“It’s a little mixture,” Kyle explains at Declan’s confused expression. “Got the recipe from a friend in Miami. He calls it Hey Juice.” Declan’s been around enough drugs to know that it’s GHB, but he keeps his mouth shut. “If you drink the whole bottle you’ll go ‘Hey!’” He flamboyantly sways and snaps his fingers. “You’re gonna like it, bro. Give it a sample.”

Declan holds up his hands, taking a step back. “I’m good, mate. Maybe tomorrow night?”

“That’s cool. More for me, I guess.” Mason shrugs, downing another cap.

The sounds of the crowd cheering start to seep through the walls, a man’s voice coming through too. “All right, all right, all right!”

“That’s Stonesy. Let’s get you ready.”

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[penguintransporter]

imagines:

Imagine // Leon Goretzka

Just an imagine, I guess...

Green // Marco Rose  🎄

Green just wasn’t her colour. 

Just a Stranger // Leon Goretzka 🎄

Getting stuck in an elevator with a stranger isn't so bad, after all.

Last Christmas // Héctor Bellerín 🎄

What's got Wham! to do with it?

A Second Chance // Kasper Schmeichel  🎄

A Christmas prank gone wrong. Or maybe not?

To Kiss a Stranger // Benjamin Pavard 🎄

A silly bet is all it takes.

What Do You Think? // Serge Gnabry

How does one smoothly go from lust to love?

Let's Go Home // Marco Rose

There's only one way to apologize. (warning: it gets physical)

Say Something // John Stones

Some things can leave one speechless.

Wrong // Dominic Calvert-Lewin

Sometimes the one thing that's very wrong, feels just right.

After Hours // Reece James

In which she bites the bullet and asks him out. 

Yours // Benjamin Pavard

Benjamin doesn’t want to be her wingman, but her man. 

To Be Real // Tyrone Mings

Sometimes faking it pays off. Or does it?

Tiny Clouds // Serge Gnabry

It's tiny clouds, not sheep. Okay?

For Reals? //  Héctor Bellerín

In which she learns that being Perrie Edwards is not the best thing in the world.

Is that...my shirt? // Harry Winks (hnrfc' writing challenge)

Harry finds out that Sofie has one of his shirts. And he doesn’t mind.

Notes on Gardening // Eric Dier

Eric Dier spends too much money on gardening books. Not that Vee minds. For @avenirdelight

A Sunflower // Leon Goretzka

Sometimes, all it takes is a sunflower.

A Familiar Face // Alisson Becker

Alisson Becker is many things, but is not a catfish.

Letting Go // James Rodriguez

In which Clara and James learn that the hardest thing to do is to let go.

When in Porto // Iker Casillas

Iker likes food. He also likes the woman that makes it

Art of Being Honest // Niklas Stark

Niklas has no clue about art, but he knows a lot about how he feels towards Mia. For @quack-and-yellow

It’s a Date // Virgil Van Dijk

Lou is really bad at giving signals, but Virgil is even worse at catching them.

two-shots:

Please Say Something // Leon Goretzka (hnrfc' writing challenge + sequel)

In which she ask for a second chance. Inspired by the song Love You Twice by Lilla Vargen.

Part I

Part II

Hope is a Heartache // Leon Goretzka

Always ‘almost’, but never ‘quite’ something.

Part I

Part II 

Fade Into You // Leon Goretzka

In the end, he did listen to her; and his heart.

Part I

Part II

8 (eight) // Anyone You’d Like 

Eight months it's all it takes.

Part I

Part II

[kylewalker-peters]

Seeing as i am both a spurs and F1 fan, here’s my take

Sonny is def the LH of spurs. Mercedes is his team. Maybe he could also drive for mclaren.

Dele is a mix of leclerc, ricciardo and norris because he is dumb, fashionable and prone to gates. He probably would drive for Ferrari.

Harry Kane would be RB 2nd driver because he never shows up on the job. He could also be MV because he is the manager’s fav. He would be in a rb for sure because he has the vibes.

Hugo Lloris is a french version of Vettel. Dad to many. Doesn’t matter the team, always paying for his team’s mistakes.

Eric Dier is also a version of vettel mainly because he is pasionate about the environment and farms and living away from the modern world.

Not to sound like a lewis weirdo but I just don’t think there is anyone comparable to him like in terms of the sheer Presence Lewis brings spurs can’t match it. BUT I could see sonny at merc or mclaren. Just feels like he fits their vibes and hed be known for how talented he is. Probably won f2 honestly. Everyone knows he’s the shit

Listen I know we are in our Harry Kane hater eras but we are simply not putting that man in red bull. Maybe I still have too much love in my heart for him but he isn’t MV. Harry if anything is in his vettel era of going from lots of years of domination to whatever the fuck this is. This is Harry’s 2020 last season at Ferrari era. Also Harry didn’t win at junior level so when he got to f1 (by some miracle I guess) everyone was like let’s point and laugh and then he surprised everyone.

Oooh love that about dele consider that he’d be at Alfa Romeo actually and there’s always talk about how he’ll finally move into the big teams which will come for him but they don’t and after he fails to reach the same heights kinda dooming him to stay there forever.

NO ERIC DIER AS A VERSION OF VETTEL SO TRUE BESTIE SO TRUE

Hugo lloris in his pierre gasly era actually. We know he’s got the talent and has won championships but he’s stuck at alpha tauri where the strategy is always beyond baffling and hinders his greatness but the real ones know and can see

Putting skippy at Williams. He’s doing amazingly and everyone is proud. There’s potential to get to one of the big teams if he keeps working and improving.

KWP is going in a midfield team maybe we’ll say alpine? Like he’s not the greatest in the world but he’s not bad. He’s bloody consistent and good and that’s why he’s always there year after year

Jan and the fact he hasn’t won a trophy even since leaving spurs which seems to break the curse would be at merc or something and everyone knows he’s WDC material everyone knows he could get there but he’s always let down by too many car related DNFs or team mistakes to ever truly challenge and it upsets everyone

[footballxwrites]

totenham players organizing a date for you and eric, knowing that you like each other ❤️

Wasn’t how I planned our first date

One night you got the most random text from your best friend, who also happened to be Dele’s girlfriend, Ruby Mae, asking if you fancied a girls night out and you being the party animal you were, you couldn’t refuse the offer. You were confused when she gave you the name of a restaurant as you know, it wasn’t what you associated with the typical London nightlife but anyways, you simply brushed it off, thinking it was just a way to kick off the evening before you headed into town.

When you arrived you found no sign of rubes and the other lasses and when you rang her she declined it and messaged you saying, “Your date’s waiting in there, enjoy your night girlie ;)”. At this point you had no clue what was going on, with a Ruby not picking up your calls and Dele texting you, telling you to “get in there sharp, don’t want to keep him waiting”, so without a second thought you strolled into the restaurant, gazing round the room till you locked eyes with the one and only Mr Eric Dier, yep the same Eric Dier who was your best friend. You couldn’t be sure he was your date, I mean there was plenty of single fellas sat alone, waiting with a pint in their hand, but something inside you, that little voice in your head was telling you it was him and you began edging your feet closer to his table till you were stood less than two metres from him, not knowing what to say...

“Well guess you’re my date for this evening” he said, a nervous smile creeping on his face as he offered you a seat, you instantly taking it not wanting to gain any more stares from everyone in the building, “fancy seeing you here then” you both giggled, trying whatever to lighten up the mood and not seem like the most uncomfortable person ever. “So...” he began, “So...” you copied in the same awkward tone, “you look very beautiful tonight I have to say” he replied, his eyes tailing up and down the navy dress which hugged your figure impeccably, “you don’t scrub up half bad yourself” you returned, staring at and loving, the way his shirt clung to his muscles and the way the outline of his abs was imprinted into the shirt crease was noticeable, turning you on to the max, knowing you were going to have a problem controlling yourself for the whole night. “I’ve been wanting to do this for the whole six months I’ve known you if you couldn’t tell” he said with a grin, feeling like he wasn’t the only one with that thought, “oh yeah me too, I’ve pictured our first date many of times” you smirked, taking a sip of rosé, feeling more relaxed now, starting to enjoy your evening. “Well I mean this wasn’t the exact way I planned to spend our first date, but it’s perfect” you said as the two of you clinked glasses and began ordering your meal.

...after a few drinks and a massive three course meal, your date was coming to an end and you had a sudden thought pop into your head, “eh so how long do you think they’ve been planning this then?” You asked, referring to the fact the spurs players had completely set the both of you up tonight, with the help of a few friends 👀, “why don’t you ask them yourself” he nodded towards the back of the building where, no joke, half the Tottenham squad sat, having a few rounds of drinks, quickly turning around when they noticed you looking. “I’m guessing a few weeks at least, they’ve brought the whole troop tonight haven’t they” you replied giggling, giving a cheeky a wave towards the group of lads before grabbing Eric’s hand and dragging him outside the restaurant, “think we deserve a bit of privacy now without that nosy bunc-“ you started saying before being interrupted by Eric laying the deepest kiss on your lips and getting lost in the moment. I guess without his teammates, you and Dier would probably never of had that date and yous would still be just friends...but thanks to the others, this was the start to something more ❤️

[avenirdelight]

i guess the next 2 weeks are going to be all trent imagines😂 still have 3 parts of the mini series and i got requested for a trent a-z fluff which i’m also working on right now🥰 here’s sonny’s a-z fluff, you can request for another players too!

also, thank you for the love on the first part of trent’s “stop searching”! this one’s honestly one of my favorites🥺

don’t forget to check out the others🤍

eric dier - main character

jack grealish - maybe

ben chilwell - wallflower

son heungmin - consolation prize

gareth bale - whatever

harry winks - bad idea

ben davies - get some rest

my full masterlist

[footballerimaginess]

Die Hard

Christmas Prompt List  24. Die hard is a Christmas movie and I’ll fight you if you say anything else  Eric Dier  Word Count: 544  TAGLIST: @footballffbarbiex @lawsandother @pom277 @henrythickcavill @evie-pr @sanchos-dream @meteora-fc @spursondele @eatsleepbreathefutbol​ @kingkepaff @kkim120 @glam-khal @footballxixstars @kleinerosalia @lxndonorris @romanticssoul (if you wish to be tagged, let me know!)  You and Eric were settling down for a very cosy movie night, it was absolutely freezing outside. So you and Eric were all snuggled up on the sofa together, underneath the blanket with the heating on full blast. The dogs all laid around your legs as you ate chocolate while Eric picked out a film.  “Do you need anything darling?” Eric asked you as you snuggled up to his chest. “No thank you, I am perfect just the way I am. Thank you for asking” you smiled at him as you cuddled up again.  “Right now, it is Christmas film time. What shall we pick?” Eric asked as he grabbed the remote beside him. “I don’t mind, why don’t you surprise me?” you suggested.  “Okay I will see what I can do, my lady” he smirked as he pressed his lips gently to your forehead. “I never realised that there are so many Christmas films I have never ever seen” you said as Eric scrolled through the TV channels.  “I have picked one. We are watching this” he pointed to Love Actually. “You really love this film don’t ya babe?” you smirked. Eric was such a fan of chick flicks, luckily the boys never knew about his obsession with these films. They would rip him into literal pieces.  “I have watched this so many times, I probably could recite the words that’s how many times I have seen it” you laughed. “Oh can you? I didn’t know you liked those films” you rolled your eyes.  “Actually, let’s go and see what other films. I can’t be bothered watching Love Actually, seeing as we have both seen it” you nodded as he flicked through the channels. “Right found one” he smiled as you looked up and it was Die Hard.  “What do you think of this film?” Eric asked. “Die Hard is a Christmas movie and I’ll fight you if you say anything else”  you shouted at him. “Oh okay babe, you are very adamant about this aren’t you hun” you smirked. “Yes I am. It is filmed and based around Christmas. That is a Christmas film” you were so adamant with this.  “Who knew you were so passionate about this babe? Because I never knew that. So I guess we can watch this film just for you. I also feel we can see if I believe if it is a Christmas film” you laughed as you pinched his cheek. “Good boy” you winked.  You and Eric laid on the sofa all night, just cuddling and eating Christmas chocolates as well as watching more films. Still debating what films to watch.  “I have really enjoyed this evening, thanks Eric for planning it all. It is so nice to switch of your phones and just relax with you. I know you have been playing so much and the Christmas fixture list is so busy. That I probably won’t have much time to spend or even see you. So I really cherish these moments in your arms baby” you kissed him on the lips.  “I love how understanding you are, thank you darling. I love these evenings with you too baby. It makes me so happy” you smiled at him as you snuggled up closer to him. 

[thefutureduchessmarie]

Do you mind if I ask why you dont post about Eric anymore?

I do feel like saying that I still do. Just not as much anymore. But I get what you’re saying, and the short answer is that I outgrew it a bit. The long answer (that kinda doubles up as my Tumblr Origin story too) is that I knew Eric had found success in the Premier League & England NT after he left Sporting, but I had no idea that he was one of the most popular players, and half of one of the most popular ships on Tumblr’s football fandom. Hell, I didnt even know such a fandom existed. So when I first found out about it, I became instantly obsessed. Our Eric? A fangirl’s dream? Seemed crazy and not like the type of thing that happens to players who leave our Academy.  So I dig deep into his and Deledier’s tags. I started following blogs. I liked all the posts, so that I could look at them over and over. Until one day I decided to reactivate this blog and slowly but surely join this fandom. This was all post WC 2018, when the Premier League fandom was thriving, but Eric not so much. I learned about most of his interviews and adventures after they had happened, as he recovered from many injuries and illnesses. I became very emotionally invested in his recovery and I overall, I think the whole thing consumed me before I even had time to ask myself why Eric Dier was even my favorite.

Because the truth is, while there’s a looooooooot of things I like and admire about him, objectively speaking I don’t think he’s my number one at any of them. He’s not my favorite player or former Sporting player; not my favorite leader; not the one I admire the most off pitch; not even the one I find the most attractive. And the the thing is, being in the fandom, meant that I found others who did fill those categories for me. Players and leaders I admired more, players whose interviews and life off the pitch I was more captivated by.  I remember talking about this with @manuelmueller, who assured me that our faves find us, and not the other way around. And while that made sense to me at the time, I guess the realization always stayed with me...  Simultaneously, 3 things happened: 1) I progressively stopped caring about Spurs after Poch left

2) I started to realize that I dint really relate or felt connected to Dele outside of the jokes and banter he shared with Eric. Nothing against, just nothing particularly “pro” either. So I unfollowed him on social media, stopped keeping up with his life and blogging about him so much. 

3) Over the summer the Deledier fandom became the center of a lot of drama that I just didnt vibe with and I decided I needed to step away from all of that. I unfollowed most Deledier blogs, stopped sharing Deledier content, and even deleted the “Deledier in 2020″ posts I had on my drafts, as a follow-up to the retrospective I’d done in 2019 (sorry to anyone who liked and supported those, btw). Now, why am I mentioning Deledier, you ask? Because like I stated above, Eric and Deledier had always gone hand in hand for me, when it comes to fandom. So I think when I stepped away from one, it unconsciously led me to step away from the other a bit as well. If nothing else, because I started seeing less Eric content  after that unfollowing spree.  I still see his face almost everyday on my dash, and some times I still feel the urge to hit the reblog button. But that initial hyper fixation, that need to reblog everything little thing about him, sometimes multiples times, is definitely gone. I do still love him and admire the way he lives his life, his sense of style, how close to his family he is, his weird Portuguese accent, how eloquent he can be, how he makes an effort to learn, what a good leader he is, etc.. And Im so happy to see him healthy and fit and thriving. But most of the time Im happy to feel all these things at a distance these days.  These things happen with fandom. Sometimes its hard to keep the hyperfixation for too long, so eventually we move on to other things that catch out attention more. And this has basically been a very, very long way of saying that Anyway, thanks for asking. If you miss Eric content, there’s still plenty of lovely logs gushing about him on a daily basis 

[outrunningthedark]

So I’ve just seen too much content praising erics intelligence today after reading a blog post (not on tumblr) of someone calliing dele intellectually behind eric because he asked about toothpaste habits and apparently has nothing to do with Jan and Toby (the real men). Anyhow, I then listed to the Extra Inch Podcast who are currently breaking down the episodes one by one, and there second episode made me happy again. And since I didn’t want to do Uni work I chose to transcribe my favourite bits to share with you I hope you don’t mind! There is still a lot of filler but I think it’s needed for context. Also I would still recomment people to listen to the pod because vocal inflictions are a thing and somethings will not come across 100% correctly here. So I guess for more info listen to the pod! Also I added rough timestamps!

(starts 19min)

I find Dier a really interesting character. I thought this was a very interesting section. I like to hear more about him, I find the aspect of him that he is a foreigner but people forget that he is technically a foreigner and that kind of stuff very interesting with him. And yeah, I just find him an interesting character.- Nathan

He is interesting. He’s also really clever, he stands out as being really intelligent and thoughtful. I’m intrigued to see more of him as this progresses. - W

(…)

I really liked this section, I liked finding out more about Dier. It was interesting to see a player who is technically english sitting there and conversing in a foreign language. You know english players have that advantage that pretty much wherever they go english is a spoken language. I did quite enjoy that. I thought it shows a different side to Dier. … I quite liked how we’ve gone from Serge to Dier and then later on we go to Dele. I did like finding out a little bit about them. And this is kinda what I tune in for, because we read and watch tottenham so much and these are the bits we don’t get to see. - Bardi 

(ends around 22min)

(…)

(starts around 31min)

We then had this section of Dele talking about his technique of putting toothpaste on the toothbrush, which I think is going to be the first of a couple of sort of throw away Dele segments, judging by the clips I’ve seen of the show. He is quite an interesting character, Dele, he is very playful, very fun, very chatty with all the staff, he seems to be really kind of ingrained in the club. And it’s very amusing. He then talks about social media, and the impact it has, that there’s lots of people who say bad things when you play badly and lots of people who say good things about you when you play well. And essentially he says it’s important not to get caught up in what people are saying. Which I thought was a very sort of mature stance to take and mature way to conclude on that. … [Mou] calls Dele into his office, he tells him that he is a nice kid, that he doesn’t want to be his father, that he wants to be a coach with a good connection. And he says for me since the beginning, I had no doubts about your potential but I always felt that you have ups and downs and he’s basically asking him to be more consistent and consider why he has had the career path he has had. He says you should demand more from you, not me from you, you should demand more from you. And he ends it with thank you MATE which seems slightly out of place. One thing I picked up on is that Deles body language in that conversation was quite defensive, he sort of has folded arms which is said to be a barrier between yourself and the person talking to you and he’s had his head to one side. As if to say I don’t really trust you, I don’t really trust your motives and what you’re saying. And my take away from that is, I think Dele is a very astute young man. - Windy

Nathan then says Windy is reading too much into body language.

The “you should demand more from you” isn’t bad. I think that there are lots of reasons, tactical reasons, technical reasons, fitness reasons for the ups and downs in his career (Windy agrees) and also within games, maybe not so much in the last couple of years, but early on his whole thing was to be a crap useless player for 89 minutes (Windy agrees, this time louder) and then score a goal that wins the game kind of thing. And there’s positives within that, yk the Mou you remain you are confident you decide to be confident thing, sort of ties into that. And that you can be having a bad game and still win it. It’s obviously still a conversation that is worth him having with Dele. - Nathan

I think this part of the show is quite interesting, because you have two characters here with Dele and Dier who were when they were first at spurs together  were very often shown as being  like the best friends they were always messing around together and always together, they would be part of every kind of social media video but then for some reasons we haven’t seen that kind of connection between those two and maybe something has happened, maybe they’ve grown in different ways, maybe Dier is more focused, who knows you can read it anyway you want to read into it. But what is interesting is , they were the kind of poster boys for Pochs reign they were the CB/RB who turned into a great midfielder and this incredible, kind of strange Nr 10 who would just score a lot of goals. But both of them have become like the fallen heroes of tottenham and if poch is the general these are the two like the lieutenants who’ve just been decimated on the warfield. So, both two players who were struggling to live up to and justify the price tags they kind of once both had on them and I think it’s interesting when they are talking about Dele and how he used to play and the fire and the bite in him, it has kinda gone away. He’s not a player who really gets in trouble on the pitch anymore and perhaps Mou is just trying to spark that back into him. I find Dele just as interesting as Dier, and I do hope that Dele becomes something more than this kind of joker individual who’s just allowing time to pass him by.- Bardi

Yeah, absolutely and I really hope that we see more of them as the series unfolds. They are intriguing characters each in their own way. Dier is obviously very thoughtful and spends a lot of time with the likes of Jan and Toby and we know know that he spends a lot of time with lo celso and lamela and enjoys travel and languages and culture and Dele seems a  bit more (Windy is struggling to describe it) homely perhaps and a bit more insular maybe? He’s quite a playful character, he seems quite sort of youthful still. Perhaps they are just at different stages in their development as people. And hopefully we’ll see Dele get there. We do see this quite reflective section from Dele though, I mean he does, He’s very smart Dele, the ability to reflect on something you’ve done or the way you are is quite a sort of high-level ability, to be able to critically examine your own behavior is quite an impressive thing and he does that and he talks about what he can improve. And I think he’s quite switched on. I just don’t know if he can then put that into play. So thats the bit I’m, I wonder if there is some drive missing there, which Mou certainly hinted at with telling him that he is fucking (chuckles) lazy. - Windy

It’s interesting to be reminded of how focul and crucial Dele was during that part of the season, because he was essentially not involved in post lockdown spurs at all. Which makes you wonder, what are the events and how has that come to be, but now in preseason he’s looking good again. So that is interesting. You’re right he’s obviously a very, very smart lad. Incredible skill and everything else as well. But like, maybe more like anyone else in the entire show, except that it’s not a show it’s reality, maybe more than anyone else at spurs he has this ability to read people, and be charismatic and understand psychological behaviour that’s why I really get from him. On a level of psychology he is the smartest man in the building - Nathan

But also he’s interested in people as well (Nathan agrees), like even just the throw away toothpaste stuff, he’s not saying that with a smile on his face. He’s listening intently, he’s really intrigued by how different people behave. I really warm to Dele, I find it fascinating, I find him, I wanna watch him, I want to see more of how he behaves and I’m intrigued to see if we will see more of him. I hope we do! - Windy

So Dele, is like one of these kids who can like see something and then just immediately kinda pick it up and recreate it and I think a lot of that has been lost from Dele over the last year or so. Where he’s just become this guy who’s meant to be repeating and holding the position and I think that if Mou can, like we’ve seen in the West Ham and Bournemouth games, if he can get him to just be back to his kinda quirky, spontaneous best then we’ve got one of the most interesting and intriguing footballers in the country in that position - Bardi

It’s funny, we talk about his sort of interpretation of people’s behaviour and interest in people like this now, and it’s making me remember everything we’ve said about him as a footballer when he joined, his interpretation of space, his ability to predict what’s gonna happen next on the pitch and there is definitely something there and we’ve just gotta, Mou has to work out how to tap into that and you can see that he’s trying. He is definitely trying. He’s really making every effort with Dele to work out what motivates him- and when I said that Dele is sceptical in his body language I think that’s because Dele knows he’s trying (….) I do think he’s doing the right thing in trying to tap into Deles motivations and Dele equally recognises that Mou is trying too hard and that it doesn’t feel natural. That is kind of what I was getting at. - Windy

(ends abround 39 min)

(…)

(around 45:50 min)

(What they have learnt)

I guess I sort of, I got a bit more of a grasp on Dele,  we knew that he was a smart guy, you saw more of that and a bit of a magnifying glass on his personal skills. - Nathan

(…)

(What has changed)

I feel a little bit different towards Dele and Dier. I think they are far more, as is probably gonna be a narrative, that they are far more than just footballers and there are so many things going on in their minds and in their personal lives that have a knock on effect on football. … So it’s nice to be always reminded that these guys are just kids and things can happen off the pitch which really has massive effect on the pitch (Windy agrees) - Bardi

(and then this is a quote from early in the pod that I just had to include. I just when love grown men call other a bit younger, grown men adorable and actually mean it!)

You’ve got this really sweet moment where Dele is teaching Serge about manners, which I found quite adorable. And it just shows that Dele is a very playful character, very fun, very switched on and aurier is having a good laugh with him. - Windy

There is SO much to unpack here, oh my. Thank you, nonnie! I’m sure everyone can guess one of the main talking points my eyes caught first: “...you have two characters here with Dele and Dier who were when they were first at spurs together were very often shown as being like the best friends they were always messing around together and always together, they would be part of every kind of social media video but then for some reasons we haven’t seen that kind of connection between those two and maybe something has happened, maybe they’ve grown in different ways, maybe Dier is more focused, who knows you can read it anyway you want to read into it. HOW ARE PEOPLE STILL THIS OBTUSE??? @Spurs re-lax. The public is as lost as ever.

[macybeckham7]

Army Medic - Eric Dier

Part Five

It had been a long stressful day trying to help out at the hospital with the kids who were at the school and to try and calm down the families. Then going round attending everyone who needed it and would accept help from the British flag.

It was getting dark and Imogen and YN reformed and made their way back to camp, knowing it wasn’t safe to be out alone when the sun goes down. The two medics talked amongst themselves, learning that they were completely opposite from eachother.

‘Let me guess you prefer The Wanted over One Direction’ Imogen joked making them both laugh.

‘An Arsenal fan, how do the troops trust you with their lives’ you joke playfully nudging her.

Suddenly a young girl appeared, looking concerned and out of breath from running.

‘My sister, she’s giving birth’ she states.

The two medics look at eachother and nod before following the young girl.

As they get to the hut the man is stood blocking the door and shaking his head speaking to his daughter. YN heard the women’s groans getting louder as she was close to give burst. Imogen tried to negotiate while YN just barged in, she froze as she found the young women with her mother putting a wet cloth on her forehead.

‘Oh god, you’re here’ the women said in a strong accent. ‘I wanted you and not the other one, you have a kind face’ she says softly.

YN gets pulled closer to the women who was close to become a mother. She placed her bag down as the middle aged women spoke again.

‘Being a mother is a joy, it’s a precious thing because only a select few can take the role’ she beams. ‘How far along are you?’ She asked as her hand goes to her stomach.

She pulled away from her as if she just stroked her with an iron.

‘I’m not..’ she says but stops as the women lets out another cry.

Imogen runs in saying they have got a green light with the man, but they had to get out as soon as the baby has been delivered. YN felt semi conscious under the women’s watchful eye.

‘What do we do?’ Imogen whispers.

YN clears her throat. ‘She’s in the driving seat, we just ease the pain’ she says smiling at the women, who couldn’t speak a word of English.

The two girls both give the women their full attention, them both having a weird connection they not really not having to talk but they knew what the other wanted needed.

Imogen gave YN a look before looking over at the soon to be grandfather. He watch looking pretty on edge as he looked up and down of the lane as if he was expecting someone. YN looked at the women who noticed the two of you as she had her daughter close to her.

Imogen gave her a nod, which meant they were both on point. YN knelt down to get a better view.

The two managed to safely delivery the baby, when som guys on a motorbike and quad bikes appeared and started to shout. The two medics grabbed their bags and congratulated the family, knowing that it would bad for everyone if they found two British army medics in their home. The took YN’s hand before she could leave.

‘She wants to know your name...’ the mother smiled. ‘She wants to name her daughter after you’ she smiles.

‘Imogen’ she smiled, before saying goodbye and pulling away.

.....

Eric walked off the bus and into Wembley stadium where the friendlies were being held. Dele and John were either side of him as they walked into the dressing room.

‘Have you spoke to YN?’ John asked as they took their seats.

Eric nods. ‘Briefly yesterday, she said she’d going to be watching tonight and then we are calling again tomorrow’ he explains.

‘Better look your best then mate’ Dele winks.

‘Do you guys have FaceTime sex?’ John questioned, looking concerned, making both the North London footballers just roll their eyes and get ready for the task at hand.

Eric finds himself standing looking down at his black trainers, which had YN’s name on it with a shamrock. Everyone knew about you two dating, and knew how much Eric was a big supporter and often worked alongside charities.

As it was soon Remembrance Sunday they did a minute silence/applaud before the game started. Eric stood in with his teammates as they all thought about the people who fought and continue to fight for their country. Eric mainly praying like every night that the love of his life is safe and will be back with him soon. The cameras stayed alittle longer on him as he had pure emotion on his face, as his head was lowered.

.....

Animal watched Eric who was definitely missing his girl, he looked over at the door hoping that smudge would be here soon to watch her man. He knew that she would never miss the games, she was always the main one who got everyone involved in games. Always the one jumping around when her team scored and swearing when the opponent scored.

Sergeant and Captain Henry stood looking at Imogen and YN.

‘Imogen you can go’ C.Henry said but not taking his eyes off the more experienced medic.

‘But-‘ she started but the look Sergeant gave her cut her off. She saluted them and stomped before giving YN a soft look before walking off.

‘I didn’t mean to-‘ YN stayed but instantly got stopped when Captain shouted in her face.

‘Are you just going against everything I tell you guys?’ He asked. ‘I gave you all the curfew for YOUR safety!’ He snapped. ‘I don’t give a flying fuck if you don’t like me YLN. YOU need to respect me because I’m the captain, and if I tell you to jump you say how fucking high’ he mocked.

YN stayed quiet but she didn’t stand down from her intense glare.

‘You are a good medic, you have good potential but you will get yourself or someone else killed’

Sergeant saw her eyes soften.

‘Go to bed, you have tomorrow off’ Henry says. He shakes his head when she was about to speak. ‘That was an order medic’ he snaps.

She looks at Sergeant who doesn’t say anything, even though it means a lot to her to watch the game.

She straightens up and salutes them with tears threatening to run down her face. And walks out slamming the door behind her.

Imogen and Jason walk into the bunker to find YN sat on her bed doodling, they both ask where she was tonight, she tells them before bursting into tears. Jason instantly pulling her into him and hugging her.

Animal walks in and instantly goes to his friend.

‘Henry has it out for her, we did a good thing this evening’ Imogen explains.

Animal instantly grabs her hand and pulls her towards his bed. He grabs his tablet and tells her to ring Eric and they’ll cover for her. Knowing she’ll only have ten minutes, she pecks a kiss on his cheek before instantly dialling Eric’s contact.

‘Eric, Hi’ her face softens as he appears on her screen.

A big goofy smirk appeared on his face as he sees her face and hears her voice. He could see her was messy which was different from her normal well put braids. He could tell that she has been crying, but he knew that these calls shouldn’t make you bring up everything.

‘Did you see my goal’ he smiles.

Her face winces alittle, before she shakes her head. ‘No, I um missed the game..’ she grimaces. ‘I’m so sorry’ she whispers.

‘It’s alright, I’m sure you’ve got more important things to do than watching a stupid game’ he shrugs.

From outside she could hear the guys laugh.

‘I love you’ she gushes. ‘I miss you’ she whispers.

‘I love you too darling’

The two talk alittle longer, Eric telling her how the England camp is, mentioning both of their parents and them babying him to make sure he was alright. Dele and Harry popping their head into shot, and wishing her well. A small giggle escaped her mouth as he told her funny story, she saw Imogen popped her head round the door. She said goodbye to Eric, with them both expressing their love for each other.

....

‘Smudge!’ Sergeant waved towards the two medics and Animal.

She said a quick goodbye to them and good luck for their training, before she made a getaway the one of two people she is trying to avoid.

‘Smudge, Captain wants you in the gym’ he says.

She glares at him. ‘The gym? That’s bullshit! I’m being punished for not following his rules? If I did and something happened to that family he’d be wanting my head’ she snapped, her eyes finding the captain. ‘He doesn’t like I’ve got my own mind, and I don’t trust him as far as I can throw him’ she mutters before storming off.

YN went to the gym for around five minutes showed her face and then ran out. She walked out of the base, wearing a headscarf and making a beeline towards the hospital.

She found the doctor she met when they came in with the casualties from the score.

‘Asal!’ She calls, she instantly recognising her.

‘YN?’ She asks as she takes her hand, looking at her outfit.

‘I need help, I need a pregnancy test’ she mutters.

Asal raises her brows at her. ‘It’s for a young girl in the village, she won’t come her but she’ll let me take her blood, so will you help me, so I can help her’

She nods and tells her to follow her, YN looks around before follow her hot on her tail.

....

YN managed to get the blood test from Doctor Asal, she went back and got an American medic to do it for her, before she sneaked off back to the hospital. Telling Asal to ring her with the results, and telling her to try and push it forward if she could.

Henry found these medic in the canteen to tell her that she had a doctor on the phone.

‘The test is positive’ Asal mutters.

YN’s breathed hitched. ‘Are you 100% sure?’ She whispered.

‘Yes, these tests are very accurate’ Asal replies. ‘This girl, does she know how far along she is?’

She clears her throat. ‘No’

‘Will she keep it?’

YN nods as her hand goes to her stomach. ‘Yeah’

[chilly-me-softly]

Meeting Eric on holiday and you hit it off immediately. Having a laugh every evening and you eventually sleep together. You have no idea who he is. Until the following week and you are shocked. You assume he was sleeping around but he reassures you

It's the first night at that place you decided to spend a few days off with a friend of yours. Because of the time zone you can't sleep, while your friend has been in the dream world for hours now, so you decide to go for a walk. Maybe see the sunrise on the beach.

It's so relaxing, the sound of the waves, the smell of the sea, the view in front of you. It's all so beautiful, and unconsciously you smile looking ahead, sighing.

"Tough day?" an unfamiliar voice comes from behind you, making you swoop around. Your gaze meets a pair of toned legs so you look up, meeting a guy who looks at you with a half smile on his face.

"Sorry" he chuckles at your reaction, "my dog was trying to steal your shoe, I didn't want to intrude on whatever you were doing"

"Don't worry, I was just admiring the view" you shrug and take a look at where you left your shoes where there's actually a dog.

"Yeah, I'm always walking my dog around at this time to admire this beauty" says the boy sitting next to you and calling the dog back next to him.

"Do you live here?" you ask curious and he shakes his head.

"I'm on vacation with some friends. I guess you're not from here either, are you?"

"That's right" you say with a slight smile.

"Eric" he reaches out to you.

"(Y/N)" you answer squeezing it back.

You and Eric stay a little longer to talk about this and that, not too demanding topics that keep you glued to the sand for a long time. No one seems to care about the time passing or who is waiting for you, you separate only when the dog begins to get bored of that situation having nothing to play with and eager to return to his company.

In the following days you and he meet on that beach at about the same time.Admit that on the second day you went there hoping to meet him again, he and his dog had been on time. But then when you said goodbye, you had made a real date for the next day. It was obvious that you enjoyed spending time together and 'I was passing by by chance' or 'I wanted to see the sunrise again' for the third consecutive evening would not hold up.

Eric shows up without his dog this time, usual chit-chat, usual laughter, an anecdote from when he was a little boy that makes you gasp for surprise, more laughter. And then he kisses you, at first it's just a little touch, a small peck. Then it becomes more and more serious and you are forced to detach yourself to catch your breath, your foreheads touching, shy smiles.

And then he asks you to follow him to his house, you accept with a nod of your head. Trying to be as quiet as possible, you climb the stairs up to his room where the dawn sees you in bed tangled to each other.

For the following days it is more or less the same routine, in the morning everyone goes on with their lives wishing that time would come as soon as possible. You find yourself there on that beach, even for only ten minutes if you are very tired, but a kiss never misses.

Then you are out with your friend, a little shopping before you leave in a couple of days, and she suddenly gets nervous.

"Oh my god, Eric Dier just walked in here"

"Who?" you murmured confusedly, looking over your shoulder for a moment in that place where you and your friend went in to freshen up a bit. On the door two people are laughing at each other, one you know very well.

"Eric Dier, the famous footballer" says your friend checking that her hair is fine in the reflection of the phone, in case the two of them even have to look at her for three seconds. And you wonder how you could be so stupid, why he didn't tell you since you obviously didn't recognize him.

You have a lot of questions in your head and that night you don't even know if you want to show up on your usual date. You've been seeing each other regularly for days now and he never mentioned the subject.

Yet you still show up, if only to ask for explanations. You know your brain won't stop thinking about it and create the worst scenarios if you don't.

He knows right away there's something wrong as soon as he sits down and you keep looking in front of you.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know you tell me, Eric Dier" he sighs and out of the corner of your eye you can see he's still looking at you, but you can't. If you turned around, you probably couldn't tell him everything that's on your mind right now.

"Listen-"

"No, Eric. You listen to me" you interrupt him before he can say anything, "I hope you enjoyed making fun of me Eric, I thought... no, it's probably for the best. I'm leaving tomorrow and we'll never see each other again. It's easier that way"

His hand grabs you by the chin making you turn to him, "You're talking bullshit now! The only reason I didn't tell you was because... because I finally found someone who didn't care about Eric the football player but only about Eric"

"How can people not be interested in you Eric, you're a good person"

"Yeah" he laughs helplessly before he looks at you again, "I swear to you that everything I said and did, it was me. I wasn't messing with you in any way. You're special (Y/N)"

"Do you have any idea how stupid I felt, even my friend knew you and I-"

"They don't know me, your friend doesn't know me. You do" for the first time you look him in the eye for more than a second and you get lost in them again.

"Please, I don't want all these days to be marked by this"

"That's not gonna happen Eric, it was nice meeting you"

"Me too" one last smile, one last kiss and you go your separate ways. Those days of pure madness in my mind and heart forever.

[balenciagastones]

Ahaha I also fancy Eric Dier a bit so I guess I just love square head blondes anon

me too anon don’t worry ahahaha, i think im out of the aitch phase though x

[sammysreelreviews]

Counting Down My Top Ten Tv Shows Of The Decade

My last Tv decade list is finally here y’all. Is it weird that I’m very emotional posting this!? Before I start I have 3 movie decade lists coming up and the first list will be posted on December 6th so stay tuned! If you want to know exactly when they’ll be posted I have an instagram you can follow there >>> @sammysreelreviews. Ok back to business. I thought that listing shows that were still airing in the 2010’s would be insanely hard so I decided to only list shows that started in 2010 or later on I did this with my two previous lists also and will do this for the three upcoming movie decade lists. This list took me WEEKS so y’all better enjoy the fuck out of this. I know Pretty Little Liars was out in 2010 but it did not make the cut quality wise I hope y’all understand. Okay I’m done but I’d love y’all to comment your favorite shows of the last decade! Enjoy and as always, there will be ***SPOILERS!!!***

10. Atypical (2017 - ) Netflix

I’ve spoken about this like way too much but someone has to give it the respect it deserves! This show about a boy facing everyday problems while having autism is so wholesome and in a way motivating because Sam (Keir Gilchrist) never gives up. This show shows real family issues, someone battling with their sexuality, and real insight into the autism community which helps ends the stigma. This last season made me cry at the end because of Sam and Zahid’s (Nik Dodani) friendship and I’m so ready for the next season. Also Izzie (Fivel Stewart) fucking SUCKS I’m team Evan (Graham Rogers) all the way. Do what you want with that information.

9. Jane the Virgin (2014 - 2019) The CW

Gina Rodriguez may be dumb but Jane the Virgin is not. The premise of the show sounds batshit but it ended up being one of the most well written shows I’ve ever fucking seen. What’s starts as an artificial insemination ends in being one of the most heartfelt shows I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Ugh, the amount of tears that Jane the Virgin has caused me they should pay my therapy copay. While we’re here, Jane and Michael ( Brett Dier) deserved to be together and when they “killed” him off I literally stopped watching the show for a few months. I’ll miss Jane the Virgin a ton and I hope the CW puts out more content like this.

8. Big Little Lies (2017 - ) HBO

To say Big Little Lies was a pop culture phenomenon would be an understatement. In seven short episodes the ladies of Monterey made one of the biggest impacts HBO has ever seen. The cast is just amazing like Nicole Kidman is always incredible but extra incredible as Celeste and don’t even get me started about Meryl Streep’s performance in season 2. Wow. Big Little Lies is one of the best written and honestly one of the best acted shows ever. That scene in the season one finale where they realize Perry (Eric Northman Alexander Skarsgård) is the father of Jane’s (Shailene Woodley) child by only giving each other intuitive LOOKS!!! CHILLS. Should forever be taught in acting classes! I hope it’s over cause season 2 felt like a good place to end the stories but I wouldn’t mind seeing more Renata the fucking boss Klein (Laura Dern).

7. Peaky Blinders (2013 - ) BBC/Netflix

I’ve mentioned this too many times so I’ll keep this brief. Peaky Blinders is non stop drama and it’s actually addicting. I haven’t even watched the last season because I don’t want to wait for the next one. The Shelby family is one of the best on Tv and Peaky Blinders is one of the best gangster shows around. Also doesn’t hurt that Tom Hardy and Sam Claflin are on it.

6. On My Block (2018 - ) Netflix

Ugh I literally have put On My Block on at least 5 lists so can you please fucking watch this diverse funny dramatic show!?!?! It deals with the trials and tribulations of high school while also tackling gun violence and the repercussions of it. Also, Jamal (Brett Gray) and Abuela (Peggy Blow) are the best unlikely duo ever created.

5. Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt (2015 - 2019) Netflix

The love I have for Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is indescribable. It’s one of the funniest shows I’ve ever seen and I have rewatched it at least 5 times. Everyone who knows me says I’m exactly like Titus (Tituss Burgess) and they’re completely right. If you want more info on it I wrote about it here.

4. Narcos (2015 - 2017) Netflix

Narcos Narcos Narcos. If you read this blog you’d know it’s one of my favorite shows ever so I’m not even gonna bother to talk about it cause you can see me explain it here. Watch the fucking show.

3. Love/Hate (2010 - 2014) RTÉ One

I’m not going to lie I only started watching this show cause I had an insane Robert Sheehan phase because of Misfits. I mean the phase isn’t over but it’s just not as INSANE as it was back then. This show is like the Irish Sopranos but BETTER. YEAH I FUCKING SAID IT. Not only is Robert Sheehan on it but there’s romance, betrayal, and hella violence. Sadly we never got the final season like we were promised and it sucks because the season 5 finale ended with someone huge DYING. If you love top tier television Love/Hate is the show for you. You will NOT be disappointed. Also did I mention Robert Sheehan was in it?

2. Broad City (2014 - 2019) Comedy Central

It’s kind of bizarre that I’ve never put one of my favorite shows of all time on any list here. If you didn’t know I was a huge Broad City fan well, now you do! Ugh what can I say about the wild NYC shenanigans of these two kweens!? Abbi (Abbi Jacobson) and Ilana (Ilana Glazer) are my favorite best friends on television because they just get each other and they’re also weird as actual fuck. The thing about Broad City is that it’s relatable to my age group. It discusses LGBTQ matters, talks about how taking medicine for your mental illness isn’t a weakness, and they’re constantly showing how expensive the real world actually is. There are so many things about this show I could say like how Melanie was never physically seen, Illana’s mother (Susie Essman), the gift that is Val, and how Shania Twain actually made a fucking cameo after all those lies Abbi told. Broad City will be greatly missed but remember kids; Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Rihanna!

1. Dark (2017 - ) Netflix

Ok I don’t know how many times I’ve mentioned this on my blog but for god fucking sake PLEASE WATCH THIS DAMN SHOW!!! It’s the best show Netflix has ever made and it’s a total mindfuck! It’s also the most cohesive show ever written. If you like your shows with excellent writing, acting, and small dashes of sci-fi this is the criminally underrated show for you! If you grow a brain and watch the first two seasons the third season will be out in 2020 but I’m going to predict that it’ll be out on June 27th, 2020. Netflix makes the best international shows and they’re the best they have to offer. Dark is a show where I’ve never guessed what was going to happen next and that’s why it’s my number one show of the decade.

[leclerc-xo]

How did you become best friends with Emma as opposed to any of your other mutuals?

Emma’s was one of the first football tumblrs I found. I started my blog because I was hella stressed about Liverpool’s title challenge run in with City and I needed somewhere to channel the energy that no-one in my real life cared about. If you go back through my blogs archive to the literal day I started my blog this post was the 8th thing I reblogged and it’s from Emma’s tumblr. I was a lurker for the first month or so on here and then I think there was a post that went round about men’s football rpf. I’d just started writing fic and it made feel a bit weird so I messaged Emma (I think this how we started talking) and basically we haven’t stopped talking since!

We realised quickly that we have SCARY amount in common. Both 27, both Liverpool fans, both live in the same area. She’s the reason I am now in love with Eric Dier so whenever she tells me to stay in my lane I remind her of that fact. In all honesty I don’t know exactly why we’ve clicked the way we have. It’s just one of those things that happens isn’t it? On places like this you always end up being drawn to certain people and I guess that’s what’s happened with us two.

I don’t think I’d find many other people who would willingly hold about 6 different conversations all on different social media platforms basically 24/7. I legit don’t think there has been a day that we haven’t spoken to each other since we started talking and it’s quite weirdly wonderful how she’s a very big part of my life now and I’ve never even met her. My boyfriend will regularly be like ‘are you messaging Emma again?’ to which I respond ‘I never stopped!!’ We send each other stuff at the same time, we read each other’s minds and when it comes to Eric we ALWAYS have the same thoughts. She keeps me going with my writing (she’d kill me if I stopped) and we do also actually talk about real life stuff as well.

She puts up with my Getty image spams, with my spirals about Eric and if he will ever play again, we analyse Deledier stuff, rewatch certain videos too many times and laugh at how much a boy who doesn’t even know we exist affects our lives. She’s the first person I think of whenever anything Eric related happens and it’s also so nice to have someone to talk to when Liverpool start clowning around.

Why we are so close? I don’t know the definite answer. I just know that this place would be a very different experience for me without her and I know she has a lot of other close friends on here other than me that she’s known for a lot longer but I do genuinely believe I have found a proper, proper friend in her (she might think differently 🙈) She’s just a wonderful person and I CANNOT WAIT to go and watch our England boys together in November 🥰

@dancefaeries love you twinny 💕

[starlightseb]

black heels • eric dier

A/N: I’m finally back!!!! This has been a long time coming😂 The fact that this is kind of Halloween themed just shows how long I started to write this😂 anyway, I’m sorry for such a long delay but my life has been a bit like an overdramatic storyline in a UK soap these past few months, no exaggeration!! Anyway, I hope the wait was somewhat worth it and you enjoy this💞

Words: 1396 Warnings: none 

"Red or black?" she asked her best friend as she held up a pair of red and black heels, one in each hand.

"Uh.. black?" Sonny responded, quickly looking up from putting his own shoes on.

She slowly slid on the black heels and admired her outfit in the mirror for a moment before picking up her mascara to touch up her make up.

"Why are you so nervous?" asked Sonny who had observed his best friend's behaviour, the usual indicators that she was nervous showing: fidgeting, worrying about her appearance and the fact that her foot was taping slightly against her bedroom floor.

"You know how I get when meeting new people and anyway, they might think that I am boring considering the fact you told me two days ago about the party and I have been unable to get a good halloween costume." she huffed in response and dramatically placed her devil horns onto the top of her head.

"The boys are great, I wouldn't be introducing them to you if I didn't think so. You'll love them and they will love you," Sonny gave her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder before putting on his black cape and signalling towards the door. "They will also appreciate your devil costume. There is no need to worry so lets go before we miss anything interesting."

-

The house was decorated according to the time of year. Pumpkin lights hung on the walls, skeletons and ghosts stood in the hallway and there was tables covered with an array of sweets. Eric had to keep slapping Dele's hand away from the sweets as his friend kept snacking on them through the night.

"Dieeeeer." Dele moaned, a pout on his lips and his arms crossed over his chest. "If you don't let me have one more sweet, I will go over to Sonny's friend and tell her that you have been staring at her since he introduced her to you."

"I have not been staring-" Eric insisted with blushed cheeks but stopped mid sentence as Dele used the distraction to grab a sweet and put it in his mouth. Eric opened his mouth to speak but Dele cut him off yet again.

"Oh speaking of the devil..." Dele nodded over in the direction where a familiar figure in a devil costume was walking over to them. "Get it? Devil?" Dele laughed at his own joke whilst Eric brushed him off with a sigh and closed his eyes in frustration.

"Hey, is it alright of I stand with you two for a bit? Sonny had to leave me for me and I don't know many here." She nervously asked, looking down at her feet.

"Of course you can! You like getting to know people, Eric?" Dele smiled, nudging Eric with his elbow, trying to get him to make conversation but Eric just nodded so Dele decided to take further action.

"Well I need to find Jan and Toby so that I can try and scare them. Eric is great company," Dele leaned closer to whisper into her ear "just don't eat too many sweets or he will get grumpy." Dele smirked and gave a wave before skipping away into the crowd of bodies.

Eric cursed his best friend, knowing exactly what he was doing. His head spun with potential conversation starters but because he was staring at their feet, he could only manage to get one sentence out:

"I like your shoes." his voice cracked slightly as he spoke but he finally got the courage to look up at her.

"Oh thanks." she gave a smile, taken a back slightly by the comment. "I was going to wear red but I decided on black in the end."

"Well, good choice." Eric returned the smile and rubbed the side of his face awkwardly.

"My feet hurt a lot in them though." she pointed out, bringing her foot up to her hand to rub them.

"Hey, why don't we sit down for a bit then?" Eric offered, pointing to the empty sofa.

"Yeah, sure."

-

Around 20 minutes later, and she was uncontrollably laughing at a story that Eric was telling about the intense Uno sessions at the Spurs training ground. They had been joking and exchanging stories, laughing at each other's stories and experiences.

"So, what do you as your job?" Eric asked her as she took a sip of her drink to compose herself from her laughter.

"I work in a dog shelter, we take in abandoned dogs and look after them." she explained, Eric's face lit up in excitement at her response.

"A dog shelter? Really?" he exclaimed, excitement laced through his high-pitched voice. She nodded, biting her lip. "That's amazing! I love dogs!"

"You can visit it sometime if you like." she suggested airly, taking another sip of her drink.

"I've love that." Eric smiled, just as Dele and Sonny decided to walk back into the room, amused smiles plastered on their faces.

Dele and Sonny gave each other a small nudge as they spotted their friends sat on the sofa conversing with each other. They then swaggered over towards their friends and sat down in between them. Dele casually threw his arm around Eric's shoulder in an overly friendly  manner.

"Hey, Eric. Having a good time?" he asked his friend in a teasing tone as Sonny threw his best friend a suggestive glance.

"Yeah, actually. I was just trying to organise when I was going to visit the dog shelter." Eric explained, trying to dismiss Dele's playful and teasing behaviour.

"Ohh, a date?" Sonny now decided to join in on the teasing.

"Don't be so stupid, Sonny," she laughed at her friend before passing a scrunched up napkin with an address and a phone number scribbled across it around the back of Dele and Sonny and into the hands of Eric. "That's the address of the shelter and my phone number. Let me know when you want to visit."

Eric nodded as Dele and Sonny sang "ohhh" in sync, making their two friends blush with slight embarrassment.

-

1 year later

It was difficult for them to contemplate it being a year since they met at the Spurs Halloween party, but here they were, at the small, cozy italian restaurant across from the dog shelter. Eric watched her intently as she twisted the spaghetti around her fork.

"I'm so glad that Freddie is beginning to get better now." Eric commented, in reference to the dog that was found, abandoned on the streets a few weeks prior that was so underfed, it could barely walk.

"Me too, it is always so sad when you see them when they first come into the shelter but the most rewarding thing is when you see them begin to grow back into the dog that they are." Eric nodded in agreement at her statement and nervously played with his pasta as he tried to utter the words he wanted to say next.

I guess you could say that they had been 'official' for about 8 months now. 8 months of late night cuddles on the couch watching films; falling asleep clinging onto each other; good morning kisses; her turning up to football matches in his jerseys; him turning up weekly at the dog shelter to help out and a pile of her belongings slowly accumulating in his house.

"How about we adopt him... you know once he is fully okay again?" Eric finally asked the question that had been on the tip of his tongue the entire meal. In return, she looked at him, quizzical.

"I mean if you want to adopt him, then I would happily help you sort that out.."

"No,no. Not me, how about we adopt him? Together?" Eric corrected, suddenly scratching his head nervously.

She processed his words over and over in her head, trying to grasp at their meaning. Finally, she spoke up.

"Are you trying to ask me to move in with you and get a dog?" she questioned, leaning forward in her seat slightly.

"Yeah?" Eric bit his lip, anticipating her answer.

Her face lit up immediately, a bright smile taking over her face.

"I'd love to." she beamed, causing a look of relief to wash over Eric's face as he dug into his pocket to pull out a single house key and place it on the table.

"This is for you, then."

[elle-aaron]

Waking Up With You

Person: Eric Dier (HE’S 25 AND I CAN’T BELIEVE IT BUT AT THE SAME TIME I CAN)

Warnings: Sexual teasing (idek, could lead to something, I guess)

   Waking up to Eric was always a great experience, even after 2 years of being together and a year and a half of living together. The most obvious reason was that this man was an angel who just happened to be bloody steaming but what you found out was that this git didn't snore. In fact, Cisco or Clay snored more than him. And he was just enough clingy but obviously gave you space especially during hot summer nights, especially because the factor that made the nights so hot was him, the boy released heat constantly, which even though was a bother during the summer, it came in really handy for those chilly nights which all you wanted were big bear cuddles from the love of your life so you wouldn't freeze to death. 

   And so, this night was exactly that. Eric and you missed snow so much that you decided to take a spur of the moment trip to the Dolomites, the only factor you didn't consider was the cold, and that you weren't the best with cold. Snow, yes. Cold, no. So, when the night rolled around and even though your cabin was being filled with the rustling and crackling of the fireplace, you were still cold. This cabin wasn't like your London apartment which was permanently set at 23C (something Eric complained about "It's too hot babe!;You've got me to warm you up!").

   The moment Eric got into bed, you scrambled to him and attaching yourself to him, head on chest, arms and legs around him, trying to capture every molecule of warmth possible.

   "Babe, I can't breathe." Eric said.

   "Yes, and I'm cold, so what's your point?"

   "Nothing, nothing," says Eric, chuckling, "It's just they're right, opposites do attract, and this is the perfect example of that. You're here wearing layers and you're still bloody cold, even with the fireplace on, and I'm dying of heat," as he finished, he pointed one of the few areas of his body which weren't covered by you, and were completely bare, because that is the moment you realized that this man was almost completely naked.

   And so, you made your move, getting even closer, starting to brush your nose up his neck and to his jawline, bringing your hand to play and caress the stubble which became a long term resident on Eric's face and one which you quite liked. You then made your way to his beautiful face and slowly kissed every centimeter of it, before reaching your target and kissing him on the lips. The kiss was soft and slow and sensual, almost feeling like he was taken by surprise, but it was full of the need and love you had for each other. That soon escalated into you moving to fully straddle him, his hands wandering up and down your sides, finally stopping at your bum as he slowly started to rise up to just be able to kiss and savour and see every part of you. One thing led to another, and you ended up in the exact same position as before, you falling asleep with your head on his chest, wearing much less clothing, and him dozing off with his arm around you and nose slowly breathing your hair.

   The next morning, when you woke up, flashbacks from the previous night swarmed your head and then you saw your man, face down with his back facing the ceiling and an arm splayed over your waist. You couldn't help but notice the soft but incredibly evident muscle lines, making their way from between his shoulder, drawing themselves down his back, all the way to the very last section of viewable skin, where the sheet began. You started to listen to him breathe and watch his upper back rise and fall, making those muscles even more glorious in the morning light. This, you thought, is the most relaxed and content I'll ever be. While listening you did discover something though, the cutest softest purrs which came from the blonde as he exhaled, which proved you wrong, Eric actually did snore, in the cutest way possible, a sound which you never thought you would hear your burly man make, yet here it was.

   As he started to shift and pull you even closer to him, he attempted to snake his arm even closer around your waist, but his lazy movement actually led to him starting to tickle you and you started to giggle uncontrollably, even when he stopped and the only way in which he could shut you up was giving in to temptation and planting a soft kiss to your lips.  A kiss which, if you were standing up, would've sweeped you off your feet. As the kiss became more passionate, more sloppy, you started tracing your fingers down those muscle lines, across every ridge and dip, stopping at the beginning of that damned sheet which stood in your way of exploring even more and Eric knew that. And so he pulled himself even higher up, absolutely covering you and drowning you in his love and kisses, letting that sheet slip, and sharing another moment of complete passion and silence which the two of you never shared with anyone before, without caring of the cold or how warm your man was, just on the moment and the love being shot to one another.

A/N: So the whole idea for this was based on this and someone ( @pacooalcacer , @the-place-to-sparkle, @to-dare-is-to-do @dancefairies I’m looking at you) got me in the mood to really write it and I thought, since it’s the git’s birthday, I might as well post it! Dedication to @footballffbarbiex (for getting me it into writing THANKS AMY) and aforementioned lovely ladies for giving me the idea, it was a proper joy to write it🤗🤗🤗🤗!

Lots of love, Elle. Xx❤❤❤❤❤

[footballerimaginess]

I’m too young to have a baby

Baby Prompt List  30. I’m too young to have a baby  Eric Dier  Word Count: 550  TAGLIST: @footballffbarbiex @lawsandother @henrythickcavill @pom277 @trentaafc @sanchos-dream​ @meteora-fc​ @alexajanecollins​ @footballxixstars​ @kkim120​ @glam-khal​ @brewsterbabyy​ @spursondele​ @alexajanecollins​  You were leaning against the bathroom counter, taking a deep breath in. Your heart pounding and your hands trembling.  You were dreading the result of this. You turned over the pregnancy test. You felt awful just thinking about it. Having a baby wasn’t really in your plans this year. Finishing your degree and going onto your honours was something that you really had in mind But you were now not sure.  Turning over the test and seeing the result, your heart sank. You felt so upset that you let this happen. You were always very careful with these sort of things. Apart from this time around you found out you were expecting.  You chucked the test into a bag, so Eric didn’t come home and find it. You laid on the bed, contemplating what had just happened to you only a matter of seconds ago.  As you laid on the bed, you heard the front door opening shortly afterwards. Eric hunted around the house for you and he couldn’t find you anywhere. Eric ran upstairs to find you in bed.  “Hey darling, what you doing in bed? Not like you to be in bed at this time of the day” you turned to see him at the door. “Hi, I wasn’t feeling too good. So I came up to bed for a nap” you smiled as he pressed his lips on the top of your head as he rubbed your forehead.  “Oh sorry you aren’t feeling great, do you need anything?” He asked you. “No i am okay, I would like some cuddles though” he laughed as he kicked his shoes off and climbed under the duvet with you. “Eric” you sat up in bed and watched him. “Are you okay?” you took his hand in yours. “I have something to tell you, I really don’t know how you are going to react” he nodded as he looked at you puzzled. “I am pregnant” you bluntly come out with it, looking down and not wanting to see his reaction.  “WOW, really? You are pregnant. Wow Congratulations darling, we are having a baby” he squealed. “So you aren’t mad even though this is a complete shock for us both” you told him as he took your hands again. “It is fine I promise” he reassured you as he kissed your lips.  “I’m too young to have a baby” you sighed. “But this is just a new chapter in our story. I know this isn’t great timing what with you doing a honour’s degree. It is okay, I promise I will be with you every single step of the way. We come as a team and maybe we just needed a third member to our group” you grinned.  “Thank you” you smiled as you cuddled into his chest in between his legs. “It is okay, but why didn’t you tell me you thought you were pregnant?” he asked you. “Hmm I don’t know, I guess i was scared” you whispered against him.  “Don’t worry darling, I am here okay. I can’t wait for baby Dier, now let’s just snuggle because we aren’t going to get much alone time when we have a baby on the way” you smirked. “Yes that is true, well let’s just enjoy the peace for now” you laughed.