Can you write a Harry winks blurb where you go to see him whilst he’s training and they’re having a break in the canteen so you’re sitting with him then the rest of the Tottenham boys come in and tease Harry because of how cute he is with you ❤️
and it’s partly because he’s wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you closer and nuzzling into your neck and partly because he’s holding food out on his fork for you to eat, leaning in close you and whispering into your ear but you bet when dele and Eric walk in they’re not having it when Harry Kane whispers ‘leave ‘em alone you two’. Of course they’re shouting down the table, ‘she can eat by herself you know, winksy, she’s a big girl’ and ‘god how are you even managing to get her any closer’ and Harry’s cheeks are going red and his face is going in your neck and the teasing remarks continue and you don’t even mind, laughing along to a few of the really good ones because all they’ve done is made Harry act even cuter.
Fluff with Winksy touching girlfriend's bum whole day.
‘Ugh you’re going to kill me in those jeans’, hands grabbing at your hips, ‘let’s just stay here’. You pulled his hand out the door, demands of no leaving your mouth as you laughed at Harry’s disappointed sighs. And as you went about your day he was constantly placing his hands on your bum, hands in your pockets, you swatting his hands away with a laugh, twirling yourself around so you can playfully hit his chest. And even though he loved them, when you finally got home he got you out of those jeans.
could you do some marcus rashford about jesse teasing him and the reader about her hickeys. i need to more marcus in my life
we all need more Marcus in our lives
he sees them when he comes over to play fifa with Marcus after training and you’re wandering about the house doing absolutely nothing. Then you wander in the front of the tv absentmindedly, collecting old mugs to have something to do and Marcus is complaining at you ‘we can’t see’ and throwing a pillow ‘you’re going to make me lose’ but Jesse isn’t even playing anymore he’s laughing ‘beansprouts has been busy’. And you’re confused until he’s pointing at your neck and you remember the marks Marcus had put all down your neck, you making no effort to cover up at home. ‘You been marking anything recently’ was laughed in Marcus face for weeks and everytime Jesse saw you, you can bet he was checking your neck - ‘let us see your neck’.
Hey babe do you write for footballers other than John ? I’m sorry i just followed you right now and didn’t go through your blog yet. If yes would you write some Sancho imagines ? Whatever you feel like writing. Love 💗
I write for basically everyone I’m requested provided I know of them and am comfortable doing the request! I have a few Jadon asks in my inbox so I’ll get around to them, though I don’t know him very well so I’ll probably watch some videos beforehand ❤️
Eric and you breaking up, but getting back together after a year
And you’re seeing each other when dele has a party and he invites you - you still kept in contact - and you knew Eric would be there - dele had given you a pre-warning - so you’re not surprised when you’re pouring yourself a drink and your form is engulfed in a large shadow. ‘Dele told me you’d be here, how’ve you been?’ is thrown into the surrounding air and you’re answering back with a ‘I’ve been fine, hear you’ve been doing well. England squad, aye?’ And he’s smiling softly at you, telling you about Russia and all he’s done since you broke up and you’ve both forgotten about the party; relishing each other’s company. And dele catches sight of you mid conversation, stood in a corner filled with laughter and conversation and blushing cheeks and subtle touches and he’s smiling to himself, sick of his two friends complaining about their shit dates to him.
Can with have some Chillwell you getting Jel over Ben spending time with Madders 😂
I love Ben and his friendship with madders so much
It’s not that you didn’t like James, you loved him and you loved spending time with him and Ben - together they were comedy gold. But you hadn’t seen him for two weeks and him sitting with James, laughing about jokes that you’ve missed and ignoring you was not fun for you. So you moped around the house, waiting for him to leave. And when he does Ben places his arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck, muffled whisperings of ‘baby’ as he swayed you back and forth. ‘Why’d you not speak to James much? What’s wrong?’ And you’re spinning out of his arms with a muttering of ‘nothing’ and he’s not letting you go, pulling you back into his chest, and your whining, not wanting to admit you’re jealous of madders because how ridiculous is that. But Ben knows you better than anyone so of course he knows there’s something wrong, lifting your head up, hand on your cheek, ‘I’m all yours from now on.’
Sunshine
goalies with shit defenders are braver than any us marine and deserve financial compensation
Harry Winks. Dele comes over to spend time with Harry and Harry's girlfriend. When she was reaching for something from kitchen cupboard Dele saw bruises uppon her hips and he teases Harry.
‘What’s that on your hip?’ is the question that ruins Harry’s day. The second your shirt lifted up and dele got a closer look at them bruises the smirk that emerged upon his face made both you and Harry burn bright with redness, dele immediately taking that as an answer to his unasked question: you and Harry got a bit rough. ‘So you’re telling me, Harry gave you them? Puppy eyes over there.’ And you wanted to say how even though Harry plays all innocent he definitely wasn’t, he loved to roughly grab you in bed (and out of bed. Wherever it happened to take place), but instead you just stood and listened to dele’s comments: ‘didn’t know you were into that Harry’, ‘at least you’re getting some’. And of course dele laughed and of course he told every person in the Spurs dressing room and of course they all teased Harry too - ‘didn’t know he had it in him’ - but god was the sex good.
Write more of John and thins United photographer, what’s he replying to the text ?
Was thinking we could do something
And that’s how you ended up exploring the city with John. He took you to places you’ve never been - ‘paparazzi follow me sometimes: you learn where to go’ - and treated you to food you’ve never eaten - ‘got to spend my money on something, I’m glad it’s something as pretty as you’ with a cheeky wink thrown in for good measure. And at the end of the day he’s driving you home, your cheeks hurt from laughing so much and your eyes are bright with excitement and he’s walking you to your door, silence engulfing the pair of you as you stand, not quite knowing what to do. And he’s placing a lingering kiss on your cheek, leaving you with an ‘I’ll text you’, a longing stare and a desperate need to stop him from going.
“Thank you so much.”
No, thank you- Manchester City’s lord and saviour John fucking Stones.
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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