Omg Do Some Frenkie De Jong Xx

I love this smiling bastard.

you’re babysitting john’s daughter and he walks in while your just sat together singing disney songs so loud and he just realised how much he loves you

and you’re just sat on the sofa, belting the words to ‘you’re welcome’ from Moana along with the sound emitting from your phone as she draws on your arms, clumsily singing along as well. And you’re both giggling at each other and trying to sing louder than the other, waiting for John to come back with her tea. But he’s just been stood leaning on the door frame, watching his daughter gaze at you lovingly and smile so widely and laugh so innocently - his little family. And he loves how she wasn’t shy around you and he loves how you both get on and he loves her and you and soon the songs changing and he’s still stood; watching and in love.

Of course Ayoze Perez, currently hitting his decent end of season form as per, gets injured before the Liverpool match. Better be okay ffs

Could you write jealous Dele

dele usually loved that you got on with his friends and teammates, but when he hadn’t seen you in weeks and you were sat with Eric laughing every five seconds and giving him all of your attention he wasn’t a big fan of it. When you both left the Tottenham team dinner he was silent on the drive back but you thought nothing of it - you were tired after all. And it’s when you got back, in bed, rolled over and trying to sleep that he mentioned it. ‘Why don’t you just go to fucking Eric’s’ he spoke in a hoarse voice and it seemed so out of the blue to you because why on earth would you do that? A frowning dele awaited you as you turned over, eyes full of sadness and you raised a questioning eyebrow at him, ‘where’s that came from del?’ ‘Well you spent all your time with him tonight. I hadn’t seen you in two weeks and you don’t even look at me’. And you found it funny because he was the one who took you to the dinner, what were you supposed to do, ignore them all? ‘If you didn’t want me to speak to any of them you shouldn’t have taken me’ and he knows you’re right but he doesn’t want to admit it so he just snuggles into your neck, making unintelligible noises and you laugh, basking in the warmth of his body. ‘No need to be jealous, del. Eric’s got nothing on you.’

I’m not Liverpool’s biggest fan I’ll be honest but if they for some reason fuck it up and lose to Cardiff I’ll be fucking devistated because Newcastle need them to win. I mean we’re basically safe but need it cemented

— bernie can’t even catch a break during celebrations❣️

Drunken Stonesy… part 2.

do a drunk stonesy one x

and he’s getting handsy at the bar, you and him celebrating with Bernardo after winning the title again. His hands are firm on your waist as he leans from behind you to order two new drinks, nibbling on your ear as you both wait. And you’re laughing at him and his glassy eyes and wandering hands, wide smile plastered over his face and eyes alight with love and triumph as he stumbles forward to retrieve your drinks, pulling you behind him to the table. And it’s a night of laughing so much you’re cheeks hurt by the end of it, John drunkingly dancing about - fortnite dances to your dismay - occasionally tugging you up with him and sloppily kissing your neck.

Just an idea 💡 for your John story could be that she doesn’t want to get involved with him because of his drama history but he’s persistent and shows her that he can be different and a one woman man only idk just thought 💭

definitely a good thought, anon! Sorry it took so long to reply! I have exams that end in two weeks, but after them I plan on writing a full chaptered story and this will definitely be incorporated into it x

can you please do needy kisses and neck kisses with stonesy i love your writing x

and he’s latched onto your neck the minute he’s got back from training, arms around your waist, hand caressing the side of your face and your tilting you head, giving him more access, moaning at the loss of contact when he pulls away. But you’re quickly resatisfied as he latched onto your lips, softly biting on the lower, tongue nudging through. And he’s putting everything into this kiss - clearly he’s missed you during the day. And he’s reattaching to your neck again, sucking harshly on the skin and kissing it to soothe and you’re running your hand up through his hair, eyes closing as he works his way down to you chest, nipping away at the skin.