Answer 22 questions, tag 22 people. Thank you so much @winksy8 for tagging me!
Nicknames: don’t have any
Height: 5’2 or 1.58m (I’m short)
Last movie I saw: I can’t even remember. Probably something recommended to me on Netflix but I have a terrible memory
Last thing I googled: ‘marxisim and stalin’ because I read a thing
Favourite musician: I don’t really have one tbh. I just like individual songs. Tom Odell maybe? I don’t know
Song stuck in my head: Congratulations that pewdiepie, roomie and boyinaband song don’t judge
Other blogs?: well I had about 6 originally but accidentally deleted the entire account so no
Following: 54
Followers: 63 (which is insane because I’ve had this blog for just a few days)
Amount of asks: that I get generally? I get a few a day about writing prompts but that aren’t that I’ve only ever had one. Currently I have 3
Lucky numbers: I don’t really believe in luck or anything so I don’t have one
What are you wearing?: leggings and a big t shirt
Dream job: theoretical physicist
Dream trip: not sure. I want to visit Israel. And then apart from that it’s less about the country and more about visiting places within it. I don’t really have a dream trip though
Favourite food: red grapes
Instruments: I can play the flute at grade 7. I can play the violin, clarinet and guitar badly. And the piano averagely
Languages: English. I have a gcse in french but can’t speak it. I want to learn Italian (I know some basics) and Hebrew (I know some basics). I like languages I’m just not committed enough to learn them
Favourite song: like with favourite musician, I don’t really have one. It changes. I tend to get obsessed with a song and listen to only that song for a week before getting sick of it and finding a new one
Random fact: mangoes originated in Southern Asia
Aesthetic: being a failure
I’d tag people but I’d feel annoying even though personally I love being tagged in things, so I tag everyone who wants to do it
‘What teammates from the national team would you give a lift to in your smart car’
25 - 30 for the asks ☺️
25) no players from my team play for England, but Freddie woodman is on the under 21s. A lot of them play for their own national teams though. Paul dummett plays for wales.
26) I’m going to go with the most recent one I can think of and it’s definitely schär’s messi-esque run during the Cardiff game. that’s probably not my all time favourite, but my most recent favourite
27) favourite match would be vs Arsenal when we were 4-0 down in the 26th (I think) minute and ended up drawing. Tiote with that 35 yard volley my god.
28) far too many bad Newcastle matches for me to pick I’m sorry
29) don’t really win many trophies nowadays (though we have like the ninth highest of all trophies by English clubs I think). Think I’ll just go with winning the championship because of the sole fact that everyone said we’d not win because most teams do badly when they get relegated. I don’t even know. Just felt good to win something. Obviously would’ve preferred not getting relegated. I’m not old enough to have experienced many of the others
30) I do like Newcastle’s crest yeah
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.
What if you were a really famous dancer and you are choreographing a little mix performance and Alex has invited Trent to come along and straight away Trent is so intrigued by you and finds out from Pez how much you’ve achieved like dancing for the likes of Beyonce and Rihanna
and he’s entranced as soon as he sees you teaching the girls, watching your every movement in fascination and of course when you give the girls a break and Perry excitedly runs over to Alex he’s asking her who you are and what you’ve done. And obviously you and Pez get on great so she’s bigging you up so much, telling you how you’ve danced for Beyoncé and Rihanna and of course you’d be embarrassed at how she’s talking about you, but she can see that glint in his eye as she has her arm wrapped around Alex. And they’re smirking to each other when he’s muttering a ‘wow’ as he walks off to talk to you doing stretches in the corner of the room.
Hi can u write some more stonesy please he doesn’t get enough love on here & you’re very talented xx
thank you anon, john stones will always deserve more love
you’re in the crowd, watching him play and he’s playing so well and you’re so proud and sometimes he catches sight of you in the crowd, holding his daughter and laughing at the nonsense she speaks and he knows his name is on your back and those two things are enough to make him smile. and it’s on tv and it’s gifed and everyone loves his smile but you know it’s just for you. then the game finishes and he’s walking up to you, sweaty and tired, taking his daughter in his arms and you loved how he looked at her, how he spoke to her. and then he’s wrapping his other arm around your waist and kissing you softly and god you loved how he looked at you and you both felt so happy, so content, not caring that the cameras were capturing it and there’d be an article labelled ‘John Stones and his WAG put on a sizzling display’ because all you wanted was to get home, put his daughter to bed and show each other how in love you really were.
Can y’all believe this is the man that was assigned as the love of my life ?????????????
John taking you into the club toilet to remind you and everyone else you are his on a night out because you are wearing a tight dress and every guy is staring at you...
you were dancing in the middle of the club, body looking amazing in that dress he loved but he wasn’t watching you. Drink in hand, leaning against the bar, he was watching every other man in the club watch you - and he was angry. He couldn’t blame them, you looked incredible and he knew that and usually he wouldn’t even mind, knowing you were his but with the excess alcohol coursing through his veins he couldn’t stop himself from striding into the middle of the crowd of sweaty bodies, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to the toilets. ‘John what are you-’ and his moth was on yours immediately, guiding you towards the sink. ‘Jump’ was whispered across your face as he made his way to your neck, hands on your hips, pushing up your dress, grip so tight he’d leave bruises. And he uses his fingers to give you pleasure, kissing down your neck, your moans engulfing the dimly lit club toilets sporadically in contrast to the rhythmic movements of his hands. And it’s all about you, not him. He’s showing everyone you’re his - ‘moan for me, baby’ - and he’s holding you close as you reach orgasm, collecting your moans in his mouth, and pulling your dress down again. ‘Now go show everyone that body again, love, now that it’s been marked as mine’ and you slap his shoulder as you notice the marks on your neck in the dirty mirror.
Right okay can we continue this man united photographer and Stonsy flirtation-ship hows he getting her number, his he texting Jesse or one of the United lads to get it or what ?
Following on from this. I’m loving this, anon
He’s fully getting it off Jesse, texting him asking for the ‘photographer’s number’ and Jesse is sending it back with a wink emoji and a teasing ‘remember she’s ours’ and he’s texting you immediately with a simple ‘Hi, it’s John’. You’re replying later in the day, after you’ve finished sorting through the mornings training session photos, surprised that he remembered you or bothered to speak more and you’re smirking as you send back a reply and he’s smiling as he reads it.
Your photos didn’t turn out too bad x
Unlucky.
Okay but riding John's thigh and you won't let him touch you and you're just going "till you get her face off your body you ain't touching me again babe, you'll just have to watch me get my self off"
and it started when your friend showed you some stupid article that mentioned he still had his tattoo and what it might suggest for the future of their relationship, and not that you have a problem with Millie but that rubbed you the wrong way so you sit at work, waiting to get home to him and show him who his girl is. And it seems like forever before you’re pulling into the driveway and walking into the living room, seeing him back from training sat on the sofa and flicking through Netflix. And god he looks good, of course he does, so you stride over to him, sit straddeling his thigh, his hands making immediate movements to your hips but you push him away and he’s shocked, mumblings of ‘love’ and ‘babe’ falling from his mouth as he desperately tries to grasp any part of your body. But you push him off every time, ‘till you get your face off her body you don’t get to touch me, babe’ and he’s groaning, sinking back into the cushion as he watches you through dark eyes, rocking back and forth on his thigh, small moans emitting from your mouth and he can barely contain himself, hands still trying to grasp, still being rejected, ‘you’ll just have to watch me get myself off’ and he hates it but god he loves it. The tattoo is gone within a week.
anon you’re killing me x
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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