‘What Teammates From The National Team Would You Give A Lift To In Your Smart Car’

this bitch here recorded the whole thing

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.

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Unlucky.

Fluffy Winks! Maybe something where his girl is stressed because of job and overworking herself. Then it's finally friday and weekend. And he makes sure she gets a rest; maybe some cuddling, bath or something.

Ugh I love him he’s like a puppy x

And you’d wander into his house, collapse on the sofa, hearing him pattering about upstairs but you’re too tired to go see what he’s doing, too stressed to even think about him and you’re thinking about work, pulling out your laptop and finishing things off - despite it being Friday. And he’s coming downstairs with a cheery ‘hi’, closing your laptop and talking you by the hand, ignoring your protests of having to finish your work. And he’s shushing you with ‘you can’t do good work if you’re stressed, like I can’t play good football when I’m stressed’ and he’s pulling you into the bathroom, a bubble bath inside and lit with candles. Then he starts undressing you, and you climb in, with Harry sat on the floor by the side, kissing you occasionally, listening, letting you get it all out and hugging your top half lightly - ‘I don’t want to get too wet’ he’d laugh. And you’d think about all the work you have to do for a split second second, but one look into his puppy dog eyes and it all melts away, the only thought now: ‘babe, are you not getting a dead leg?’. And of course he is. For you.

The John Stones that played against Panama in the World Cup is the John Stones I want ok.

“What are you doing? Oh, this is nice.”  I’ve been waiting for this hug since the “just-grabbing-the-door-for-you” moment in Spider-man Homecoming. 

“Thank you so much.”

No, thank you- Manchester City’s lord and saviour John fucking Stones.

do you have anything with Harry winks coming up?

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

Jesse lingard fluff plssse I need this rn x

A sleepy ‘hey babe’ is whispered as he enters the house, wrapping his arms around your waist that’s clad in a jersey with his name on. Face in your neck, smelling your hair, whispering how beautiful you are as you lead him to the sofa. He places his head on your lap, you brushing your fingers over his cheek, gazing at each other, speaking nonsense to one another other about each other’s day. You complaining about that one person at work you hate, him laughing along and saying how you should ‘just leave already’ and it’s private and intimate and he’s staring at you as you speak, watching the words fall from your lips onto his dead ears because he’s not listening he’s thinking. Thinking about how much he wants this. How much he wants you. And suddenly hes softly kissing you, sweeping his hand over your face and then his tired smiling face is all you see for the rest of the night, both of you falling together wrapped up on the sofa, both of you hoping it’ll happen over and over again.

Forever love for my first anon request x