do jealous stonesy!!
jealous stonsey my god
And it’s when you meet dele that it happens but of course you don’t notice it because you’re sat laughing along to everything he says, leaning forwards into his space, making him smile and laugh and gush about ‘John’s charming missus’. And John can’t hear what you’re saying, so he doesn’t know that you’re sat trading stories about him - not that it should matter. So when you leave you’re confused at the way he refuses to look at you as he drives home and the way he goes straight upstairs for a shower as you get in. And you’re making a cuppa downstairs when he comes back down, towel hung loosely around his waist, hair damp to his forehead and chest glistening so you take the opportunity to speak, ‘I had a good day today’. And he snaps back an angry ‘yeah I know’, and you’re shocked, holding his tea in your hands, feeling lost and not knowing what to do with it. ‘So you got along with dele. Like everyone else. That’s understandable. Of course you would’. And it makes you laugh. Your John. Being jealous of dele? How could he compare. So you wander up to him, stroking his huffing face, smiling at his decelerations of ‘oh so this is funny to you’ and mumbling assurances of love. Because of course you love him. And his face softens. Because of course he knows this, he’s just being irrational. And he’s pulling you into his chest, and you’re squirming and laughing, ‘no you’re wet’, and he smirks cheekily ‘I don’t mind when you’re wet, love’ and you’re laughing together and you hand him his tea and you spend the rest of the night showing him how much you love him - never anyone else.
this bitch here recorded the whole thing
omg do one for stones!!
You’d shuffle down the stairs looking for John, finding him stood at the stove making eggs and sausages, low hanging joggers and shirtless. And he’d be smirking as he caught you staring at his chest and playfully rolling his eyes as you lightly frown at his tattoo of Millie. ‘Don’t worry, love’ he’d laugh, ‘now go back to admiring me’ and you’d feel your cheeks heating up and of course he does this all the time because he loves teasing you and seeing you blush and of course you’d brush him off with a laugh and a roll of the eyes he loves so much, but you make damn sure to admire them back muscles when he turns back around.
Drunken Stonesy… part 2.
“Thank you so much.”
No, thank you- Manchester City’s lord and saviour John fucking Stones.
John singing Bernardo’s chant to Bernardo is the kind of action I support
what would be sex with Eric after a long separation
It’s going to start needy, him desperately trying to show you how much he’s missed you through his kiss, through his hands gripping your hips and pulling through your hair. But then as it progresses it slows down. It’s more soft and it’s more full of love and he’s taking his time to get reacquainted with your body, leaving beard burn up your thighs as your hands tug on his hair. And it’s an entire night spent bringing each other pleasure, taking turns, whispers about how much you’ve missed each other mixing with the breathy moans in the air.
Ayoze Pérez you beautiful man
Mr too cool for the camera.
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
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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