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[saleeba]

fool ; jude bellingham

summary ♡ betting on the phenomenon of unrequited feelings, you and jude have never dared to make the first move with the other until a reunion forces new questions to be answered.

pairing ♡ jude bellingham x fem!reader

content ♡ 18+, smut, friends to lovers, alcohol consumption, cursing, kissing, both jude & reader are pining idiots, fingering, p in v sex, marking, missionary, unprotected sex (jude pulls out but still pls practise safe sex!!)

a/n ♡ she's baaaack :D but first☝🏽alexa play fool by nct 127 !!!! the lyric "you’re a goddess but i’m a fool, what should i do?" was written for this fic in particular i just know it was :] anyway hehe this fic is based off this request so tysmm to anon for sending such an exciting prompt !! i hope yous enjoy 🫶🏽💗 WAIT P.S this isn’t proofread bc i lowkey am not rocking with it so i didn’t wanna put myself thru having to read it again & again … im sorry for any mistakes :’)

you had just gotten off work to a stream of relentless texts from your best friends’ groupchat — phone pinging off the rails whilst you were on shift, muffled buzzes from your bag making you wonder what on earth was worth blowing up in that whatsapp group on a random friday afternoon.

on the train back home, you tap open the green app, anticipating yourself easily spending the entire journey catching up on the three hundred-plus texts from your closest mates. you decide to start right from the beginning of the influx, thumb scrolling nonstop and eyes blurring from the rapid movement until they focus back on the screen where you stop, finally having reached the destination of the first text that set it all off. 

it was from none other than jude bellingham, and you were nearly embarrassed by the way your face instantly lit up upon reading his message. the groupchat’s golden boy had popped up after weeks of minimal contact, asking if he could take everyone for a night out tomorrow to make up for it, stating that he finally has some small gaps of free time between hectic pre-season schedules to allow him to do so.

it honestly warmed your heart that the first thing he wants away from football is to see you all. you’d been a band of good friends since the first year of secondary school, contact not necessarily strained as you all had a lot of love for each other but rather unspokenly reduced after leaving school two years ago and falling into busy university or career ventures.

instead of scrolling through to read and react to the plethora of follow-up texts after his, you ignore them and jump straight to typing your reply to his invitation, casting aside that nagging voice asking you: doesn’t that seem too desperate?

no, right? i’m just accepting his invitation, getting straight to the point, the convo ended half an hour ago anyway. you’re arguing with yourself now, feeling the need to give unnecessary excuses to nonexistent accusations. if you were to be honest with yourself, you were always self-conscious of the way you behaved around jude, even now debating on whether to add your signature heart emoji or if it’d come across as you trying too hard given your feelings for him; albeit them being feelings that no one knows about, not even him. you made sure for it to be that way.

with a mental note to get over yourself, you send an affirmative ‘i’m up for it!’, signature heart included, and quickly shut off your phone. heart beating so rapidly, you scolded yourself for getting so worked up over a mere reply and for definitely not getting over yourself. god knows how you’re going to handle seeing him in person. 

a sudden double buzz from your device does nothing to calm you down, instead dampening your hands with sweat when you grab it and see a pair of messages from him.

jude 🌟: heyy i’m so glad you can make it tomorrow :)

jude 🌟: can’t wait to see you!! ❤❤

he had messaged you separately for some reason and he had included two hearts… the overthinking starts for you again, without even beginning to think about what to reply this time, and you question why he couldn’t have just replied to you in the groupchat or why he couldn’t have just left the end of the messages with a ‘x’ like he usually does or why he would even say what he said in the last message. mind frantic and unable to clear itself, you thank yourself for having your read receipts turned off so you can have your mini meltdown without worrying about jude knowing you’d seen his messages multiple minutes ago. god, you were down so bad. 

you force yourself to open the messages app and send the most casual reply you can type.

you: can’t wait to see you too! ❤

you try to keep it short, sweet and nonchalant even if your fingers are itching to type more – more about how much you had missed him, more about what he was planning to wear tomorrow night so that maybe you could match your own outfit with him, more about your true, unfiltered feelings for him. it’s pathetic really; you hadn’t seen him in two years and the first thing you wanted to do was throw yourself at him, spilling all the secrets you’d been holding close for so many years. you leave it at that, put your phone on do not disturb mode and head on home, waiting for the long hours of friday evening to pass and saturday night to arrive.

***

and so saturday night rolls around and you just about finish touching up your makeup and smoothing out your dark blue dress before the doorbell rings, and you’re whisked away to the club by a couple of your girlfriends. 

as soon as you step your high heels into the building, you’re met with the sight of flowing booze and the noise of noughties r&b beats bouncing around the brightly lit walls. dragged by the hands of your friends, you find yourself standing next to a booth at the back of the club, the rest of the group now welcoming you latecomers with a loud cheer.

“finally, girls. you took your time!” one of your male friends remarks, ushering you all to sit down.

“oh god, what have we missed?” you beam, trying to scan the group amongst the strobing lights to catch a glimpse of the person you were really there for. 

“nah, you’re just in time because… first round’s on mister madrid!”

the callout breaks your friend group into a raucous holler as your gaze fixes onto the six foot-one footballer who stands up with an amused grin and a sigh of feigned defeat. your heart quickens and your smile turns into a state of near disbelief over how good jude looks right now – graphic white t-shirt hugging his biceps in all the right places and hanging over a pair of smart-casual black trousers.

“yeah, yeah, anything for my groupies,” he winks at no one in particular but your brain almost convinces you that he was looking at you while doing it. you send a shy smile his way just in case but what he says next has your mouth running dry. “help us out, will ya, y/n?”

you hesitate for a second too long for your liking, stumbling over your words while your friends peer at you. “uh… uh-huh, yeah, of course.” you answer as quick as you can, standing up on your feet slowly as to not trip over your now-shaking legs and send yourself flying into jude, and to avoid embarrassing yourself more than you think you already have.

he responds with a grateful smile and you follow him to the bar where he places an order for a round of drinks and some shots to be delivered to the group by the two of you. there’s an odd unfamiliarity to the silence between you both and you realise that you aren’t normally this quiet around jude, and neither is he around you; you would always joke that he’d be eligible to talk for england if he wasn’t already playing football for them. he’d retort with a comment about how his ears could almost fall off with the amount of chatting you do, and you’d dryly reply with a ‘well, they’re too big for your head anyway. look at the size of them!’ the pair of you were always as thick as thieves in the eyes of everyone else. which is why you didn’t expect it to be like this, especially after two years of not seeing each other – there was so much you wanted to catch up on from his world and so much you wanted to share from yours. you decidedly gain some courage and take the initiative to spark some conversation, get something going at least.

“soo, how have you been, then?” you’re both facing the bar, your head barely tilting in jude’s direction to indicate that yes, it is him that you’re talking to and not some random like he assumes you are with the way you’re positioned away from him, eyes just about turning to steal a glance of his figure but not to hold eye contact. “how’s la vida española?”

jude finds amusement in your sudden flaunt of the spanish language, a smile breaking out on his face, unseen to you since he’s still facing the same direction that you are, preoccupying his eyes with the myriad of bottles on the shelves while his mind searches for an apt reply.

“yeah, it’s been great, i think i wanna stay there forever,” jude laughs, his fingers tapping on the black surface of the bar. you can’t help the selfish feeling of your heart dropping at his confession. “i miss you, though, y’know… a lot.” 

this one confession forces your whole body to turn itself towards him, eyes now chasing after his to seek some form of sincerity, to see if he was just messing about or if he really meant what he just said. he shifts his head to face you now, a bashful look painted onto his features. the expectant silence says it all really; of course i mean it. 

you gulp and decide to break the quietness with a sarcastic, jesting “ugh…”, jude’s face dropping at what he thinks is genuine disgust from you. you realise your attempt to denounce the awkwardness has backfired.

“oh my god, you dickhead, i’m joking,” how is it that mere moments ago you were shaking at the sheer real-life presence of him but now you’d transformed into having this confident playfulness? and all of it without a drop of alcohol in your system as well – you’re quietly proud of yourself. “i missed you too, jude… a lot.” you coyly repeat his words. 

upon your turn of the confession, the bartender sets down your drink orders and the two of you wordlessly carry the trays over to where your friends are situated, the silence way more comfortable now that you’re both basking in assurance, unbeknown to the other that your hearts were racing at a hundred miles per hour.

***

not even two hours and an innumerable amount of shots later, you’re all a drunken mess; definitely not a surprise to a single one of you. what is a surprise is the way you’re strewn across jude, right leg wrapped around his left, head on his chest, swirling and sipping from what’s clearly an empty glass to any sober, sane person. you grumble and mutter a complaint about the lack of liquor in the booth, taking it upon yourself to head to the bar and order another round for everyone.

“i’ll come with you,” jude announces over the pounding of the music, standing up so quickly that his next five steps are staggered and he has to cling onto your arm to steady himself. “i’m fine, i’m okay.” he assures nobody that asked.

the two of you stumble your way into the path of the bar, determined to drink until the sun comes up and forget every strand of stress until the hangovers come knocking. jude’s soft grip on your arm has you being led in the opposite direction all of a sudden, though. 

“uhm, where are we going?” you question, head still turned to where the bar is located, about to ask him if he was so hammered he couldn’t walk in a simple straight line to get to where you’d planned to go. “jude?”

he’s silent, save for humming his way to his desired destination, and you question if he even knows where he’s leading you. before you make the choice of going along with him or leaving his clearly confused self to go cop your next cocktail, you find yourself in the disabled toilets, pushed up against the sink with the door not even shut properly, gasping at how rough jude is handling your body compared to his soft touches from before, and how close his face is to yours, warm breath fanning the skin of your lips. you weren’t strictly against it all but how the hell have you ended up like this? The alcohol and the questions come at you fast, dizzying your brain but you can’t help but feel so keenly anticipative.

“i’m sorry, i just…” he pulls away from you, eyes fluttering closed so he can re-evaluate his actions, exhaling through his nose as if he was letting go of all doubts before continuing. “am i okay to do this?” he places his hands on your waist, pushing himself back into your space, his full lips more or less about to take yours. you have to refrain from letting the effects of alcohol take over your tongue and uttering back with a breathy ‘you can do whatever you want to me’.

instead, you answer with an earnest, eager nod, inviting his lips to finally do that one thing you had been dreaming of for so long, to kiss yours so silly that they’re left with the imprint of him. and jude does just that.

his mouth takes in yours so determinedly, shyness and hesitation now long-dissolved feelings for you both as your hands find home around the back of his neck, pushing his head further onto you, feeling the need to taste him more and more until you’re both consumed by each other. 

it’s a messy makeout, noses bumping and teeth clashing, but it’s oh so hot, the way he gasps into your mouth from breathlessness and pleasure, running and gripping his large hands over the material adorning your waist and hips as the need to rip it off you nearly overtakes him. to you, he’s so utterly intoxicating that a gallon of alcohol would pale in comparison to how dizzy his skin on yours makes you feel. 

you release a moan at the meagre thought of jude all over your body, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue over yours, filthy noises of wetness and carnality from the both of you reaching high pitch as jude somehow simultaneously pushes you against the sink and pulls you against his chest, his manhandling of you getting you even more hot and bothered before you’re both interrupted by the hub of people passing by and huddling right outside the bathroom, their self-occupied shouts and cheers dragging you out of the bubble that the two of you had wrapped yourselves in, almost sobering you up on the spot.

you push jude out of your way, gentle but abrupt, and give him a look of apologetic regret. “i-i’m sorry,” you say, jitterily walking past him and exiting the room without a second glance or word, heading straight to the booth where your friends are hollering and hurraying, occupied with shot-drinking contests. 

your girlfriends offer to go home with you when you lie and tell them you’re not feeling very well, but you decline them, instead telling them to have fun on your behalf and letting them know that you’ll try to text them once you get home safely. you can tell they’re confused by your shaken state and the absence of jude but you grab your bag and make your exit before the interrogation can even begin to brew.

you manage to grab a taxi back home, surprised by how competent you are despite the alcohol in your bloodstream and confusion in your brain. on the way there, you can’t stop the bouncing of your knee nor the racing of your psyche, asking yourself how and why whatever went down with jude went down like that. you curse at yourself for being so impulsive in starting and finishing the whole ordeal with him in the way that you did – you don’t know if it’s the empty, depressive drunk thoughts or just clarity from the whole jude thing that makes you feel like there’s no coming back from this at all. you feel like crawling into your bed and never coming out from it ever again. 

the taxi driver has to call for your attention multiple times until you reach earth again and pay him the journey’s fee. you go skulking all the way up to your front door, only letting out a breath that you feel like you’ve been holding since the beginning of the night once the door shuts behind you.

the rest of the night is quiet and orderly for you, telling yourself to not invite any more chaos into your brain and to simply drink some water and to go to sleep. waking up tomorrow morning is going to be painful in more ways than one.

***

you spend the rest of the weekend nursing a ferocious hangover and a frazzled heart, only contacting your friends to tell them that you got home fine and to joke that you probably need a century or two for this hangover to be gone. you thank the high heavens that they don't bring up the topic of you and jude 

you try not to think too much about jude, you really do, but sunday night has a couple of taps landing you on the instagram app and you learn that he’s already back in spain, pictures of him in training sliding across your phone screen on his story along with selfies with his teammates. usually, you tap that small red heart at the bottom and hope that he sees it amongst his millions and millions of notifications, a tiny ritual of yours that now has you feeling so pathetic that you don’t dare to do it anymore.

running a hand over your weary face, you set your phone down and opt to nap the night away, finding comfort in the non-intrusion from your friends and the no contact from jude, hoping to keep yourself busy and distracted with whatever the work week brings.

a ring from the doorbell rips through your flat just as you’re organising your pillows, forcing you to stop what you’re doing and ponder who could be at the door on a sunday while the clock ticks some minutes past one o’clock. you don’t recollect ordering any food nor are you expecting a delivery, especially not this late. 

trudging your way to the front door, you open it to find jude bellingham standing there and you feel an instant pang of regret, wishing you had peeked through the window to see who it could be, wishing you had pretended to not be in, wishing the ground would open up right now and swallow you whole  – anything to escape the confrontation that you’re now having to face. your face heats up with embarrassment and nerves but you manage to rupture the silence before your mouth can turn dry. 

“j-jude, hi,” you try and keep your greeting as polite and cordial as you can, even when all you really want to do is to chase him off your doorstep. “what are you doing here?”

your query has jude visibly gulping, hands fiddling with each other as he attempts to hold eye contact with you, his vision a bit blurry from exhaustion. “y/n… sorry, can i come in?”

you oblige, holding the door open wide before you guide him to the living room and invite him to sit down on the plushness of your sofa, settling yourself on the opposite end of it. you silently prompt him to say what he came here to say with a nod of your head. 

“uhm, i’m sorry for turning up unannounced, and so late…” ever the courteous. “i had to sneak away from the lads and catch the last flight to here so it was all a bit down to the wire.” he lets out a small, uneasy laugh.

you cut off his rambling with a curt “what do you want, jude?” you don’t mean for it to sound so rude but you still hold the attitude of wanting to get this over and done with, already feeling annoyance at yourself for even letting him into your home. 

“right, yeah, i actually wanted to talk about what happened on saturday,” he goes back to fiddling with this thumbs, eyebrows furrowed but he avoids looking at you this time. not that you can blame him because your own vision shifts to anywhere but his direction. “i’m so sorry for making you uncomfortable a-and please tell me if this is inappropriate, but i haven’t stopped thinking about last night, i haven't stopped thinking about you, i-i’m sorry, i know this is all so silly and you probably don’t even feel the same bu-”

you stop him right there, this time with good reason as you can’t bear holding back your real emotions, not when he’s practically given you the green light to spill the contents of your heart.

“no, jude, i didn’t feel uncomfortable at all,” you assure him, gaze now on the footballer in front of you and you almost can’t believe the words leaving your mouth right now. “i wanted it to happen, i’m glad it happened, you know, i think i’ve had dreams about it happening,” you try and offset any tension with a timid chuckle before turning quite pensive. “i really like you, jude, i have for a long time… god, sorry, this is so embarrassing.” you return to making light of the situation you’ve put yourself in, the timidness sinking back in as quick as the relief lifts you up. 

jude moves closer to your now-cowering body, knees touching as your heartbeat surges with worry and self-consciousness all wrapped up into a tight, miserable ball. he puts his sweat-dampened hands into yours and squeezes in silent assurance before raising them up to his lips and laying a chaste kiss on the heated skin.

he can’t help but break out into a sweet smile, eyes threatening to crinkle at the edges. your face is still sketched with tension and now confusion has joined the mix.

“i can’t tell you how long i’ve waited to hear that from you, how much i needed to hear it,” your eyes meet his, widening in surprise a little. “i’m a fool for not telling you sooner… i like you, y/n, i really like you.” he repeats your own words back at you, leaning in with a smattering of amusement dancing in his vision. 

“can i kiss you?” the question leaves your lips faster than you can even process it in your brain.

jude wastes no time in replying with a firm pressing of his mouth on yours, deepening it within seconds, the need to cement his feelings for you being told through the way he cradles your head in his hand, leaning you back onto the arm of the sofa to further intensify the kiss. your lips move along with his, the soft weight of his body pressed against yours making you whine into his mouth in ecstasy.

he lifts off of you with a puckering of his swollen lips, the both of you taking the chance to draw in some air and attempt to regulate your breathing pattern.

“please take me to the bedroom,” you beg, breathless from the sheer sight of his dark eyes and pretty pout. there’s no fight nor denial from jude as he picks you up and prompts you to wrap your legs around his waist, quickening his pace once you point in the direction of your room.

he lays you down on the bed so gently, lips latching onto yours once again before they travel down your jaw and over the warm skin of your neck. the light touch of his fluttering eyelashes married with the pressure of his soft lips has your head spinning, hands tentatively laid on top of your sheets since you don’t trust yourself to not grab his head and bring it back to your lips. his fingers tinker with the waistband of your pyjama trousers, stretching it off your skin before he asks permission to peel them down your legs. 

once they’re cast away in some corner of your bedroom, jude divides your legs by the underside of your knees, tucking himself into the now available space between them, turning onto his side and resting on his left forearm. he leaves a small kiss over your covered cunt and you try your best to not just clamp his head in between your thighs and smother him with your growing wetness here and now. 

“need to get you ready, baby,” the sudden mention of the petname has you throbbing, squirming even more when he traces a line from your clit down to where there’s a small damp spot forming on the dark material of your underwear.

“jude, please,” you whine out, lifting your hips in a desperate bid to get the boy to strip your lower half completely. 

he shushes you in his own charming way, making sure to comply with your demand by getting up onto his knees and discarding your soaked panties in a matter of seconds, the cold air generated by his large hands whipping them off you hits your exposed pussy, making you hiss through gritted teeth.

jude returns to the gap between your spread legs, sitting back but still on his knees, his higher position causing you to shift onto resting your body weight on the palms of your hands in order to peer at his actions – which start with him re-tracing that same teasing line from your aching clit to your hole with his thumb, the feeling now so intense on your unclothed skin. he hums in what sounds to be satisfaction when you throw your head back in pleasure, taking it in his favour to slip his index finger into the tightness of your pussy. 

you release a guttural groan at the feeling of finally having some part of him inside you; you of course don’t want this to be the only part but you’re still so very grateful, so fucking grateful he’s now rubbing at your clit in delicious rounds, thumb tracing circle after circle while his fingers form a pair, pistoning in and out of you so easily due to the way your cunt douses itself with every move of jude’s. 

“fuck, baby,” jude moans at the sight of his soaked digits every time they barely pull out of that pretty pussy, his thumb torturing your sensitive bud increasingly so, the cries and whimpers spilling from your lips an incentive for him. “feel so good and tight around my fingers, can’t imagine how you’ll feel around my dick.” 

his words have you absolutely reeling, writhing against his hand to try and chase that moment of release. 

“please, jude, i’m so close,” you’re warning and demanding at the same time, almost begging him to not stop or even think about moving his fingers out of you. “god, please, i need it,” 

jude suddenly retracts both of his hands, leaving you bare and empty. “no way, baby, need to have you cumming on my cock or not cumming at all,” he comments with a shake of his head, denying you the opportunity of leaking your cum over his hand. upon seeing your bewildered face, he makes up for it by putting on a show of licking your juices clean off his fingers, the digits popped inside his mouth and dragged right back out with a low moan, him praising the way you taste. 

“move up the bed for me, angel,” he orders, watching you while he stands up and unclothes himself as quick as he can. you scoot backwards, legs still spread open like they’ve been locked in that position, before pulling your oversized t-shirt off of you, chest void of a restricting bra . “good girl,” he praises, crawling up to hover his body over your laying one, cock in hand as your legs come to wrap around him. “are you still okay with this? we can stop at any point, okay?”

the sincerity of his voice has you melting. some would remark that the bar is in hell for you but the truth is that you hadn’t been with anyone like this for more months than you could count on your hands. you've been touch-starved and lacking words of affirmation for so long, and you needed something to be only about you for once. 

“i’m more than okay with this,” you smile up at him, nodding to make your approval fully known. “and yes, i know i can stop you if i need to.”

jude reciprocates the same smile before leaning in and smothering your lips with his, pushing his cock into your tight wetness, so tight that your pussy almost pushes him back out, not used to being penetrated by something so thick.

“oh my god!” the feeling of tightness/fullness has you both gasping out the same thing at the same time, erupting into quiet giggles when the two of you realise your matching reactions. 

jude’s mouth finds its way back home in the embrace of your lips and you swear this is heaven, the way his cock slides in and out of your sopping cunt, set at such a perfect pace, the slight friction causing you to grow even wetter – the filth of it all contrasts so well with the sweetness of his muffled moans and tender kisses on your neck, moving down onto your collarbones and tits.

a particularly harsh thrust of his cock has your back arching, chest pushed up to his heated face, and he takes this golden opportunity to wrap his lips around your erect nipple, spending a good while sucking and tugging on the skin around it. you’re amazed at how his cock doesn’t relent inside you, the speed still so quick and consistent even when he’s so occupied in painting splotches on your tits with his mouth.

“there,” he pants out, pulling his head back and marvelling at his own creation. “now, there’s no doubt that you’re really mine.” the smile he gives you is a killer.

you whine at his declaration of you belonging to him, scratching at his shoulders and calling out his name to indicate that it’s all too much for you, that you’re so, so close to cumming on his cock and really giving him what he wants rather than pleasing yourself. you figure that’s you gone now; you’re more willing to put the boy above your own needs because you’re down that fucking bad for him.

“fuck, jude, i’m gonna cum!” you sob, your moans becoming more frequent and higher pitched, legs starting to shake from the intoxicating mix of exhaustion and delight. you’re frantically chanting “please, please, please” into his mouth which parts to swallow your whimpering, wet lips kissing your trembling ones. 

“go on, baby, cum for me, cum all over this cock,” he groans out, eyes squeezing shut when the feeling of your pussy clamping down tightly on his thickness proves too much to handle, face finding refuge in the crook of your neck. he knows you don’t need his permission, he would’ve let you orgasm as many times as you wanted to, would’ve let you use him like your own personal sex toy, but the words were only there to keep you going when his hips felt like faltering – he needed you cumming on his cock like he promised before, and he wasn’t about to fuck it up himself.

a final scream rips from your throat as you cum hard around jude, pussy clenching and pulsating around his cock so sporadically you thought you were having two orgasms at once. jude can’t handle it anymore, pulling out with a myriad of moans as he pumps his shaft with a hand, decorating the expanse of your lower abdomen with warm, white liquid. you’re still squirming, slowly trying to wheeze out the remaining whimpers from your lungs which you’re finding hard to do with the way jude pants and moans above you, the boy so spent he can’t help but breathe like he hasn’t had access to air for the past hour.  

he flops down by your side, arms and legs sprawled like a starfish, chest rising and falling as he attempts to recuperate from the mindblowing sex you two just had. the image is so unserious that you can’t stifle your giggles but you decide to take another step of courage to lay on your side resting your head on his shoulder, fingers stroking his abs and playing with the curly hairs of his happy trail. 

the room is quiet now with the scent of sex wafting through your nostrils on occasion but it’s the most comfortable silence you’ve experienced with jude, the feeling of his hot skin on yours so soothing to you.

after a period of panting, jude clears his throat and your ears prick up at the presence of sound. he turns his head towards you and you lift yourself up and off him out of instinct – you want full attention on him.

“i don’t want this to be a one-time kinda thing, y’know,” he proclaims, biting his lip from saying too much in one go.

“what, is this your way of saying you want round two already?” you joke, nose crinkling at the way he rolls his eyes playfully.

“shut up,” he delivers a poke to your side. “i mean, well, i don’t want either one of us to see this as a spur-of-the-moment thing, i just…” you look at him expectantly, silently telling him to continue. “i want you to be my girlfriend, y/n.” 

you’re nearly knocked back by his words, wondering if they’re real or if you’re simply just hearing things. you thought dialogue like that, coming from him, was only reserved for your imagination, kept secret and only spoken to you in late-night mental scenarios that would comfort you on your way to slumberland.

you let out a laugh that’s an odd mix of relief and disbelief, quickly replying “yes, yes, of course” to his awaiting face, which releases a look of relief itself before jude captures your lips with such passion you’re both knocked back onto the plush pillows, giggling into each other’s mouths until your hands find themselves running down the defined muscles of his abdomen and over his hardening cock.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ 💬 "what happened to hello- how are you?- my name is- what happened to that?-"💬 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⋅☆⋅Who's in your energy?⋅☆⋅

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⋅☆⋅ The Hermit, The Fool (reversed), The Sun (reversed), Eight of Swords (bottom of deck) ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ -(slight 18+ cw)- "independent freak- 7 days a week-" (WHAT 😭), girl boss/boss energy, intellectual attraction, fire placements, air placements, Sagittarius/Pisces/Aquarius placements, Mars ruled, Jupiter ruled, 1212, -Youtuber- Anita Sirene ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ lolll cards slip sliding everywhere~ we love, we love that~ Hi pile 1s!! Ok OOFH- these cards hon... Looking at them I feel like contributing them to whoever's been around you... But I can't be sure quite yet because I want to focus on you first as much as I can- so we'll discover/uncover if these cards are about you or the energy of others. So I'm hearing you may be new to tarot actually, whether that's reading the cards yourself or looking at tarot-related content (hiiii👋), or for one or two of you- you are not new to tarot, but there is now something different you're doing. A new approach, or you coming at that aspect of your divination differently- but for both of my new and old card seekers/readers you are using tarot in regards to this situation you are currently in... some unsteady/shaken up feelings about your love life...- I'm seeing Anita Sirene so you may be recent viewers/fans of her content and are really aligned with her energy- I'm trying to remember her star sign/placements I think she's a Sagittarius or has other fire placements- you might also be ruled by Mars or Jupiter. You have a very grounded, masculine energy to you- you also possess such an intellectual drive (sharp/curious I'm hearing).

...Along with the energetic alignment of your drive- I'm hearing your sex drive might be significant in your life, a little 18+ cw for the next few sentences- you are very knowledgeable in self-pleasure,- but you particularly like sharing that drive of yours with another person. Someone who you have looked into, and you align with intellectually <--- that is very important to you in a partner, including who you hook up with- I'm also feeling really independent energy from you, I'm hearing you're very "in charge" and "on-top" of pretty much every aspect of your life- and people describe you with those exact phrases, both negatively and positively... I'm hearing a lot of different men/masculine/divine masculine figures talking about you, these are a lot of past people, past bosses, and partners- someone's a doctor or a surgeon... Some of these masc figures were really triggered by how divine your energy is because you made them realize how underdeveloped their masculinity was, and soooo- they mad at you... Still. 😭 omg- they are so bitter, whiny, pathetic-... small. You have 5'10 energy and they are teensy tiny in comparison BAHAHA (that's for my afabs- for my amab its like 6'6 energy,, 💀 damnnn)- but yea these "men" that you rightfully left in the past (kicked out of your temple and on the curb I'm hearing) are still talking shit about you, calling you "cold"-"too busy"-"self-absorbed", calling you a b!t@h- just laugh my dear darling. Just laughhh because they are just proving your reason for cutting them out of YOUR life correct and justified to anyone with eyes lol...

They are so ick- major ick, because they talk so much bullshit but it's so clear they're just butt hurt that you don't take them to bed anymore 18+ cw they can crudely call you a "freak" all they want with their drinking buddies, it's sooooooo obvious (it's almost pitiful)- how much they miss sex with you... They miss what you would do and how you would do it-... I've been hearing Pisces placements for a bit (Pisces degrees, Pisces rising, Pisces 8h?) so they also regret not being able/given the golden opportunity to unlock true intimacy with you-... Damn, I need to end this interview full of bullshit that I've been having with your ex-partners. Lolll moving onnn- wrapping it up, they're mad that you leveled up and they couldn't upgrade with you boohoo ah well that's 👏life👏 it's not high school anymore. -Anyways, these past bosses- there is one bad egg and I congratulate you on leaving that environment and I will say no more regarding that~ your other past bosses or bosses you have known however? Glowing reviews. They literally miss you... I don't think there was any affair going on- but I mean take it if it resonates ofc BAHAHOO- but for most of you, they miss how much of a breath of fresh air you were for them in the work/business environment- because they finally found someone who fully aligned with them professionally and responsibility wise- doesn't matter what position you held at the time, as soon as you spoke and showed your capabilities and your mind to them they respected you- you surprised them and they literally recount what you were like to work with- with a twinkle in their eye. Because you knew how to be exactly what you needed to be professionally and be yourself- you are a perfect balance of interacting with connections in a business environment, and adding your fiery flare to it that leaves everyone seeing you as a centerpiece in the workplace/branch- you may dress really nicely too, and add something funky to your business style (big glasses, a pop of color, basics with a patterned piece, etc) so that makes you even more memorable-

You are completely your own person/woman/man, like... Have I told you how much I admire you yet-? Like not to place you on a pedestal but holy shit have you built your own life- not to get into your background rn or anything but fr you have been a builder of yourself and your reality from the start. No matter what you have gone through, you have really transformed and grown strong enough to wield that potential for yourself... So yea!! Really proud of you- I just felt channeled to say that and you fully deserve to hear it and be compensated for all that growth you did for yourself ❤️.~ One last thing before I leave your leopard print patterned energy (that resonates for someone here I know it 😭)- you are looking for a potential life partner, a commitment. Commitment is a keyword for you, you know exactly what your needs are in a life partnership. And I'm so happy to see you are open to finding that. Because I am hearing you struggle with an avoidant-attachment style... And a few self-destructive traits in regards to choosing partners who are of a lower vibration to you- but you're really starting to heal and look at those parts of you, choosing yourself- you guys are into astrology so I see you like to go after Capricorns, and a recent connection might have been a Capricorn/had Capricorn placements- but was underdeveloped and really screwed with you... You wanted them to be the one but they couldn't live up to that and that really triggered their immaturity- that's not your fault, they just weren't the one... And so I want to move on to where you will meet the one~ ...You have not met this person yet (except for a few of you who are literally set to be engaged/are married already to this person omg)- and at this time they seem like some faraway dream... And they are in a way, energetically/physically- they are far away at this time. But they will be coming in and coming close to you in a fast period of time- like one day they're on the other side of the country, and the next they'll be on your side in your city. They will arrive in your workplace environment, or even at church (your place of religious/spiritual worship)- I see you being introduced with maybe one to two other people around you that you already know in this environment. Things will be very cordial, there'll be eye contact and a handshake, maybe even a casual joke on your end and it'll make their eyes twinkle- they are either the same age as you or older, and you'll notice something about their hair (hairline?), and their expression on their face as they hold eye contact. Simply meeting you will cause something in them to align themselves to your vibration- which is what will later down the line be so different, this mutual alignment to each other and this person desiring to be on your level. It may not feel or be described as "love at first sight" but instead a mutual shift that will flow you both to a true life commitment ❤️~. Ok my dear darlings ⭐️, as you can see- you will meet someone to share a commitment with and build with- as I channeled all of that so easily. I'll end it here and if you're curious about more details on your FS then just search for another pac because I have faith that the first one you will be drawn to will give you the most important details for you to know at this time~ paint your toes and have a night in wearing your fluffiest robe with some mood lighting ❤️❤️❤️~.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ 💬 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ pile 2

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⋅☆⋅ Knight of Pentacles, Page of Wands (reversed), The Tower, The Devil (reversed) (bottom of deck) ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ Blossom (Powerpuff Girls), "lover girl" ("lover boy"/"lover"), any element placements, Taurus/Cancer/Virgo/Aries/Libra/Gemini/Aquarius, 1212, 12:34(pm/am), 111, hoodies/loungewear, dms, the library, book lover, aesthetic reads, romance, "my first (x)", pink/purple/green/white/cream, -Youtuber- deb smikle ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ You like Lana Del Rey, and you're in/and or back in your Ultraviolence era- and you heavily identify with the "lover girl"/"lover boy"/"lover" archetype. "That's it." I'm hearing spirit saying 😭, ok respect 👏!! Hi Pile 2s!! You are heavily in your feels (or someone might be in their feels about you and this is a shared energy), you have this grounded energy to you naturally but you have a tendency to dream away- and you are very dreamy and in a haze rn... You guys are into literature yea? Definitely book lovers and I'm seeing someone's back to me at a library bookshelf- you definitely have those aesthetic photos on your Pinterest boards. Vision boards, better habits, how you're viewed/perceived, etc 💕. I'm feeling actually a very wide range of astrology placements for this pile- the first sign I heard is Taurus (Sun or other placements), you have Aquarius vibes with how complex and well-written your dreamy side can be in viewing the world (Aquarius Moon, Mercury, etc)- but again, wide range of signs and their placements in this pile, but what you are all sharing is this situation that has your minds and hearts in a haze of dreams and musings... Okkkk come back down to earth is what you are being divinely told- but I see this going out one ear and out the other for more of your musings and haze... Ouch!! Spirit is really warning you to get out of your own head and actually look at your surroundings with your own perspective removed just for a moment-... But I'll get to that later, I want to try and move through this sparkly, pinkish/purple fog around you and see what the cause of it is (outside of you continuing to regulate it)- Oh yea- it's a boy I knew it.<-- Change it for your situation(ship oh no-),- and I just know as I drew your cards... I knew it, your energy by nature is The Knight of Pentacles. You are responsible and outwardly mature. I'm also hearing academic- you are definitely a reader/book lover and you definitely bullet journal. But you get distracted easily... Because due to maybe being thrown into studying and academic fulfillment at a young age- you have this dreamy/romantic/emotional side to you that is underdeveloped... You also struggle then with organization- especially balancing your emotions/right brain, like when was the last time you bullet journaled for yourself??- and also wow, now I am disorganized... Don't worry my pile 2s💗!! We'll discuss more about that later, let me continue to shift through this fog towards this specific person... So you fell for a fire sign/placements person, heavily a masculine to your feminine (not gender identity specific, and take what resonates)- and they made you feel like you were discovering something new, and exciting,- and something you've always "dreamed about". "It's just like the books/the movies"- the poetry, the novels, the romcoms... They have curly hair or darker features/coloring- tall or around your height, a friend but a lover-... They ain't it, and there is something you are not seeing. <-- I could only just bring myself to finish channeling all these physical features about them before that message was pushing its way out- it's not even so much a message, it's a straight-up warning- God/Spirit/the divine is not "mad" at you per se but your guides are feeling like they have to shout at you at this point due to how lost you are choosing to become through this fog... This person (I'm getting Aries or maybe Capricorn/Sagittarius), you are viewing their traits with rose-colored glasses, and that sucks because it may feel you two are very close friends- and that tinted perspective is justified because it's "true love" (I'm hearing Frozen)...

I feel like I'm breaking your heart here and causing you a lot of doubts- but I mean,,, you are still reading- and if what I am channeling for the collective is triggering you, then that is a big golden sign- to look clearly through this romanized fog. (If you don't feel triggered then this is definitely not your pile at this time💗 pick a different one)- this person, is not the bias/vision that you have placed on them, and not in the "they're secretly a monster" way- I mean they are the embodiment of all of your own underdeveloped emotions and secrets I'm hearing- so if you try and hide an underdeveloped immaturity let's say (the developed side of immaturity would be purity/innocence)- then they embody that same immaturity... In fact, the reason why you were drawn to them, is because they remind you of your own underdeveloped traits. The unprocessed traits that you keep hidden, they express theirs openly/externally- and that really attracts you and turns you on about this person, whether you consciously realize that or not... Really it's all of those parts that you continue to be wishy-washy about that are trying to make themselves heard- by pushing your perspective into self-destruction. Ok ummm... Yea. Spirit is telling you to "play it out" for yourself- because it will teach you and cement some very deep/core understandings about yourself and really develop you... But they are still going to be shouting at you- not to trigger your anxiety but in an attempt to deliver clarity to you... Through this glitter bomb fog of sweet smells- and long glances- and poetic excerpts... You will definitely be vent/vague posting relating to them if you haven't already... 💀 I'll be so honest since I feel I've just made a whole call-out post to you- this person is just here for the ride. For the fun, the emotional energy they gain from your focus on them- they are not deep like you are. Not even close. Probably never will be tapped into their own potential depth, isn't that sad? Pathetic?- And don't you dare- I see you- don't you dare think you can "fix" them. Have "delusions" about yourself, not other people's potential actions/free will- that is delusional. That is destructive delusion. -You probably will need to completely deconstruct yourself, and you have the choice after this channeled reading to either go with Spirit allowing you this experience and then the aftermath of playing it out, or you can heed all of their warnings and go fully within yourself. Spirit is being very allowing with you- because you are so loved, divinely loved and I'm not just saying that- you are divinely loved because spirit knows all the potential you have deep inside, and they want you to dig and reach into yourself to unlock it from your depths. They don't want you to sleepwalk through your emotions or live your feelings vicariously through characters anymore- they want so viciously,- and dearly for you to have, and embody your own story... It's beginning to rain, and there are couples- and solo butterflies flying around me- go outside into nature, remove Instagram from your phone for a day, feel the warm air on your skin, and remove the layers made from characters you've read about from your being- there was nothing wrong with them, but you must become your own story at this time.

I think I'll end this right here- your pile was very different then the other 2 I read tbh because of how strong a point was made regarding inner self-work- I feel the urge to say that you are welcome to reach out/ask me regarding your situation/what you can do to begin this inner discovery,- I'll answer you briefly tapping into your alignment/energy, and I apologize for a wait time from me- but yea!!! Ok good luck my pile 2s💕 go bake some cookies or something with pink icing 💗

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⋅☆⋅ The Lovers (reversed), Five of Cups (reversed), Nine of Cups (reversed), Ten of Cups (reversed) (bottom of deck), + bonus card Judgment (reversed) ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ Sunny, warm skin-warm heart, watery/emotional heart, water placements, Pisces/Cancer/Scorpio, air placement influence, medium/dark coloring, Kate Hudson energy, yellow, 333, 3030, Wattpad, crocheting, -Youtuber- BOZE ⋅☆⋅

⋅☆⋅ Oooooh Pile 3s- going into your energy I was given such imagery of sunlight and sunshine- and now I'm hearing You Are My Sunshine~ You babies are such sweethearts- like you're giving the energy of being like a childhood friend who gives the warmest and most energetic hugs no matter how old they get- it's giving 🔆💛☀️- heavily channeling certain physical features, so you may be on the shorter side, with a really cute athletic build- very evenly proportioned and so strong and full looking- take what resonances!! Somebody however does/did view you like this however, whoever you've given hugs to especially (which does not narrow it down bc you love giving hugs 😌)- in particular, someone who you have to stand on your tiptoes to embrace, with your arms around their neck... UGHHH someone is in love with you!!!!!! OR SOMETHING😭😭!!!!- I don't think that you even know, you have suspicions about it- I see some of you are neutral about the possibility of a romantic relationship with whoever this friend is- and some of you are very preoccupied with the idea of it- but both of you do love whoever this is💛. A whole- WHOLE LOT 💛💛💛 that's why the label of romantic love you may have mixed or strong feelings about because you already love this person... Some of you may have known this person since childhood- this could be a co-worker (someone here works at a grocery store🍏 or fresh food is significant)- or there's just this feeling to your connection that is connected more deeply, it's giving like- a friend that you almost have a sibling bond to, because of how familiar they feel energetically.

-omg I completely lost track of what this reading is about lollllll and also describing you as you are- bc you have someone who's heavily in your energy, and they see you so positively (got randomly spellchecked- the name Antoine might be significant to you, family/friend/familiar word.. 😭)- they have this more grounded energy to them... -take it for your situation because I am seeing for many people that this is a guy/masculine/friend, and for a few of you this is a gal/feminine friend- either way their energy balances with yours so so well, like you are the sunshine to their earth☀️ (I'm hearing the song I was hearing earlier and now the song- You Light Up My Life)... Aaaaauuuugg this person... I would not use the word obsessed to describe how they feel about you- because this energy towards you is way too pure. You have your complications as all connections like this have, and those should be addressed- but at the end of the day if you two landed on a desert island together- you'd live in absolute peace fr lol... Where was I?? Oh sht let me actually get into some different aspects of you 😭- I need to address all the reversals I got, I felt a little untrusting in the cards and wondered if I shuffled my deck wrongly- so I asked for one more reversal as confirmation, and got Judgment in freaking reverse girllllyyyyy 😭 (gn term)- so let's unpack that. Because I definitely am seeing situations in your life relating to these cards-

Something is going on within you that was triggered by those around you... -you were in a friend group/dynamic that made you feel certain negative emotions, fear, panic, or pressure? This may have been regarding someone or people with air placements- I'm hearing Gemini largely- who... I'll just say were rather cruel... But also in general it was an issue of you and them just not being a good match in the same room- you might have tried to become closer to them out of wanting to share your light with them, -and it just ended up with you becoming attached and anxious to their very up/down moods and affectionate to cold attitude... But honey I'll just say, I'm not going to completely put down this person- yes. They are a b-word (gn term 🌞✨)- but you put yourself in the pathway of their behavior. I am sure as heck not blaming you nor shaming you for trying to share your beautiful light with this person/people, but you need to recognize- your own intentions were pure in wanting to bring joy to certain people- but what about you? What is giving joy to other people, whether they deserve it or not based on their actions,- actually doing for you? It is always rewarding enough to do the right thing, to be selfless in treating everyone equally- but those acts are done right only when you do them from a place of personal protection/boundaries and self-respect. Otherwise, you're just the one pulling the weight of the ship (or the group chat I'm hearing lol)- and honey,,, that's not righteous or healthy- it's the opposite because you are not doing yourself the justice of giving your part and allowing the other person to do their part- and honey- that is what healthy group socialization is. Being yourself instead of catering and giving of yourself to everyone. Not everyone is on your level, and not everyone has to like you- that is ok. It isn't your job to fix or be everything to everyone. That is not your purpose. Your purpose is you being something that involves you giving to yourself- how giving you can be to others is a powerful and good aspect of you, but it is not you.

Wow I went off- but you need to start recognizing your own unhealthy behaviors, so you can become better and healthier for yourself in your friendships. It's reminding me a lot of some of Beach Bunny's lyrics, (no shade to her, I have overplayed all of their stuff lol) I myself didn't see it at the time, but after a lot of my own healing I started to really recognize how- people pleasing, anxious attachment style, etc, the lyrics were... And how (just speaking for the character in the lyrics, not the actual writer I don't know her) a lot of the heartbreak and drama could have been avoided if she looked at and addressed her own anxiety issues, instead of focusing on the other party in the situation... It's me, hi, I'm the problem it's me 😭 man I am channeling so much music so you might be listening to so much music for all your different emotions rn. But cereal-sly🥛- start looking at your own triggers instead of who caused them. They're responsible for their own actions, and you are responsible for your reactions to them...

I really went on and I hope I wasn't too harsh to you during this vulnerable time💛- but it is better to stop and be vulnerable, than continue on this hamster wheel. Please cut away from people at this time, more so I mean start recognizing if you feel uncomfortable when you are not constantly sharing yourself- I'm REALLY hearing you should just go ghost with some of the people in your energy- don't even worry or feel guilty about it, because true connections that are actually for your good would respect your mental health break high key- speaking of do open up and let those you trust most about what you are feeling because they care about you so much. Use your intuition instead of your anxious attachment to figure out who these true friends are, and seriously cut out the rest. No matter how triggering it may be to your anxiety, address it, comfort yourself, and heal- because once you learn this newfound respect for your emotions, you're going to shine even fuller than before, and you are going to enjoy this change as much as those who love you so so much do as well. 💛💛💛 RECOVERING PEOPLE PLEASER GANG 🙌 YOU'RE GOING TO BE HAPPIER THEN EVER 🙌 trust and believe~🔆

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⋅☆⋅ oh man i thought i was going to sleep 2 hours ago... one day I'll actually reward myself with a full night of sleep 💀.. blessings~!!!

⋅☆⋅ love, vi~♡

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[zylophie]

Hiiii👋

Ive never done a matchup before so this should be interesting

o the preferred gender i want to be matched with is a boy

I am ambiverted, so im naturally more introverted around strangers(especially boys) and more extrovetted arohnd friends or people i know. I can also be VERY sarcastic, snarky, or witty

My dream job is to be a voiceactor, but my hobbies are drawing, gaming, watching anime(thats not a hobby but who cares), writing, and editing

My love language is quality time

Idrk what to put in fun facts..... Im clumsy(?) Like not super clumsy or anything, but i randomly hurt myself a lot cuz i bump into things

I dont really have an ideal type.....someone who knows how to cook? Maybe someone who knows another language? Id want someone that isnt from where i am(whoch is america) so we can share eachothers cultures together

Besides anything obvious, i cant rlly think of something i dont want in a person..

al matchup plz

Okay thats it tyy, i lookforward to seeing le results ❤

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃⁱʳ ⁱˢ... Shinonome Akito! ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Akito doesn't want to admit it but he really enjoys those little bickering moment with you, not many people can talk back to him since most people find him scary...so he really adore your sarcasm, it's oddly endearing! 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He really like surprising you whenever he can especially when you're so focused in your own little world , mostly because you have the cutest reactions so it's not his fault for wanting to see them often...

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Akito would often try to join you whenever you want to do something that day even if he might be bad at it... like you want to try a new recipe today? He will try his best even though he might mess up midway but the poor boy just wants to spend more time with you whenever you are free! 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He doesn't really mind that you're pretty tall for your age...well it's easier for him to sneak a few kisses whenever you're distracted, right? 

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴ꕤ₊˚╴╴╴

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘ♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃⁱʳ ⁱˢ...Tenma Tsukasa! ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Tsukasa like watching your reactions to certain things, your energetic side whenever you guys hang out together with friends, he find it endearing that such a quiet person is full of life when you are alone with those you trust but sometimes he like it more if you show that side of you to him alone more...

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Whenever you're in your own little world, he doesn't bother you and try to be quiet as possible so not scare you, he will leave some cookies and a drink next to your desk with a note to remind you that you need a break sometimes from working so hard! 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He is very protective of you, he is afraid of you getting hurt since you're so clumsy and actually get a bruise on your knee one time...so don't mind him being a worrywart and keep pestering you for safety measures!! 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He doesn't mind you being tall for your age...heck he won't even mind if you're taller than him, though you seem to tease him a lot especially when he is being extra in certain moments...so friendly bantering with him is very often, guaranteed! 

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴ꕤ₊˚╴╴╴

💬 note from modmizuki (yue) : I hope the results are to your liking! This is my very first attempt at matchup so hopefully it's not too bad??

[torutred]

󰀼򊮂𰰌!@𚐽 󰀼 񥀚 ࣪˖⊰💌˖ᨘ֓੭. ៸៸🥞⃤ ֶ֢⿻. 「🍦」҂͓꣣۫۫🍨ꢁ 𓏲ׄ❄️ִ𝆯𝅄 ! 韎🔮 ⭟𝆹۫🚲 ֶָ֢♡̵ ◍݂𝅄ׁ 🌷᜔ׁ ໋･─⭑ ˏˋ✑🍰👼🏻彡 ⸙͎ »💿🌷 ҂࣭࠭🩰𝄒۪ࣴ⤿ ˗ˏˋ🧁⿴݃✧↳ ർ࣭͙࠭۫🚲ໍ࣭࠭Ꮼ 𖥻݂𝆬🎟໋ٞ.ུ ꒰݂𝆬𝅄݂ٞ⛅ּ ۪࿓ ᝰ . .♡ ✎୭·࣭࣪̇˖🎂⭟ ๑──🌸*ೃ ✎🐇 ⤹꙳᩠࣪🎡⃘໋݊᷼◍࣪༉ ⁕꫶໋🏩̸̷𖠇໋᷼˖݊ᝰ. ⊱💒໋݊❁̸̷᩠꒱ ꭷ꫶⃰࣪🚂̸̷⃘໋◍ꫬ๋࿑ ⊱🍒໋݊ᤢ❁̷̸ꫬ࣪◗ 𖦹🍡⃪໋݊◍ꫬ࣪༉ ꭷ🍧̷̸⃘໋◔꫶⃕᷼ ❁̷̸໋࣪᷼⚡⃘◌໋͍⃗◗ ꭷ໋᷼🍉̷̸໋࣪༉ꫬ◗ 𝅄⃗🍌⃘̸̷◍ꫬ໋݊༣ ꒺🌨️ꪳ݊ꫬ 🐘ꦿ ꦂ๋᳝📸ྲྀ ·໋᳝ׄ݊𖢻🎥ᭃ 𖤝·໋᳝݊📹ુૈ ⨳⃨📓ꦼꦴ໋᳝᳝݊· 𖡼໋᳝֘·🗄𖦸໋᳝݊ ⃟ཹ⛇ꦿཷྒ ꗄꦃ ꗄ꙰ꦿ ࿙࿚ 🏻🏼🏽🏾🏿 ░ིུ ᬉꦽꦷ᭪ (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲

𖧧˚̣̣̣͙💐୧🍨𓍊𓋼✴︎🍵⁺˳𖦹︎‧₊˚✩🏜

🪷꒱ྀི𖧧 ⁄⁄͈꒱🏵✩ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ✩ ͙˚🩻

★ . .ㅤ♡ 🐛 (´-﹏-`) 💐

ৎ୭ ॱ ★ 🌏 🌳⣦⡀⠀✬ ˚

🌳⣦⡀⠀✬ ˚ 1️⃣7️⃣ .. ݊ ◌⃘ 🎼

♡₊˚ ✿⃬⃝ °ʚ(ゝ˕ 𖣠)ɞ° ᦾ ֶָׂ֪⁠ヾ🍈

🐨 ｡* .ᰔ ଘ(∗ ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ɞ̴̶̷ )੭່˙ .⁺ ˖ ⌒ ❤︎

· ₊ ˚✿𓂃 ପ₍ᐢ๑• ֊ •๑ᐢ₎ଓ ⌒☆

ʚ ૮(´ㅅ`)ა ɞ

𖧵ֹ໋݊ 🫀𓋼𖤣 𓍦☕️ ˖ ࣪⊹

♡ 𓆩 ֢ ˖ ݁ ˓ ପ(｡ˊσ̴̶̷̤ ࡇ σ̴̶̷̤ˋ｡)ଓ ˖ ݁ ˓ ֢ 𓆪 ♡

യ ♡︎🩹· ˚ 𖥔

૮Ꮚ ✿ ᴗ͈ ˔ ก꒱ Ꮺ 𓋜 𖥔

֢ ˖ ݁ ˓ ᦾִ⁠ ໒꒰ྀི っ◡ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝꒱𖥨᩠ׄ݁ ˖ ݁ ˓ ྀིა ˖ ࣪⊹ ֢

𓂂𓏸 ꒰ っ◡ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝꒱˖ ࣪⊹ ♡̴ ˖ ࣪⊹❤︎⌖˚◌

𓄹 ࣪˖ 𓈈 💭 𓂃ˑ ֗

𖣂⃥̥̍🍁 ᨗ◌⃘ ᖭི𓆣ᖫྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙ 💐໒꒱✴︎

🥬ༀ⋆🎍ᖭི༏ᖫྀ໒꒱ᨗ◌⃘🪷♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ + 🪷⿴✩🦠𓆤̽𖦸໋᳝݊·ༀ

𖣂⃥̥̍🍁 ᨗ◌⃘ ᖭི𓆣ᖫྀ◌⃘💐໒꒱✴︎ + ݃ ♱⿴݃⋆𖡄̽𖧧̣̥🪷𖥟🏵⩇⩇:⩇⩇𖥧𖥣｡🫧

𖧧˚̣̣̣͙💐୧🍨𓍊𓋼✴︎🍵⁺˳𖦹︎‧₊˚✩🏜 + 🪷꒱ྀི𖧧 ⁄⁄͈꒱🏵✩ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ✩ ͙˚🩻

ᅠᅠᅠ 🌺 ୨୧ ׅ ✿𝆬 ੭⠀⠀⊹

🥃💻🚭𖥨᩠ׄ݁ ᶻ 𝘇#⃝中国花树下的雨 ⿸🎀🍀💬♥📔

𓂃💼°˖ 𖥟𓈃 ⡑♪ ♥‎❀˚ㅤִ ▒ 𒅒͟❦ 🫥ֹຸ✫🔞 🌎 ◌ུ⃟⃟. ࿐ ১ 𖤜໋᳝݊ ༑ 🆗! 🥃🌺 ྂ៏ ❘❙❚❙ 𓂂໊𐑟 ♥ 📴𖤜໋᳝݊ ༑ ❘❙❚❙ 𓂂໊𐑟 📵 ♪ 𓈃 🐈‍⬛❤︎ ̣͘░͟৯♰ໃ⊢ 𓂂𓏸 ✿⃬⃝࣪ ᨳ₊˚ ⊹ ° ꨄ ◌ ༘ ꒱ 【♡⃞】𖥔 ݁ ˖ ▭▬ 𓈒ིུ❦ 𖥔 ݁ ˖▒𓈒ིུ ♥︎ ʕ•͓͡•ʔ 💗 ✿꫶⃨ ᳝᳜᳝᳜ᰯུ ❤︎ ▨ ᭄✿⃨ᰯᰭུ░ ⭐️🌫♥️ ୁׄ ಎ ❥ *ૢ✧ ͏✿᳜᳝ᰯ𓈒ིུ✟🐲𖤜໋᳝݊ ♒️◌⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. 🌺˚🥬𖤜໋᳝݊ 🪁◙ ⟁ ♧ 𒅒 .* 𓆡 ⬚ ▒𓈒ིུ❀ 𓇻 𖡎 🪵 🪷 𝅘𝅥𝅮*:..｡♡.·:*¨¨*:·. 𝅘𝅥𝅮｡ﾟ✿❀.˟̑᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞⛾⡷⃨ ⓱💻▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞🌺🗄️ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 📵 ৡ࿔ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ♰ ᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞ ᭚ 𖡎 ❤︎ ིྀ ꯳⃘꤫ ྲྀ ཻུ۪۪ 𖡄̽ ཊ♥ཉ ᰔᩚ ஐ ➜ ৡ࿔ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ♰ ᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞ ᭚ 𖡎 ❤︎ ིྀ ꯳⃘꤫ ྲྀ ཻུ۪۪ 𖡄̽ ཊ♥ཉ ᰔᩚ ஐ ➜ ⡷⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 𝄞 ۰۪ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞ ᭪ᬻ ༀ ♥︎᭄ᬽ ᭝ི ۪۪۫۫ᤢྲྀ 𒂭 ၇͜ᩘ❤︎ৡ࿔ ͜͡ː ⬮⬤ ●ྲྀྲྀ⬬᳝᳜࡙ ▓ ‎⛾⡷⃨ ⓱🚨▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞🚸🏍️ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 🖥️ ࿔ 🦋͜ᩘ၇⃪⃖ৡ࿔█▓▒︵⃨‿✮⃛૮₍∗ 🏚🌺 2️⃣₊ 𓍢♪🎏🏵♰ 𓏲࣪ . 𓂃 ♥︎ ♡⃟͚̊ ৡ‧₊✼ ⌖˚‎٭ 𑁍 *ॢ ◌ೄྀ☥♱ #⃝ ✼ ❤︎ ♬ ཐི༑ཋྀ ✩ ◌ 𖡄̽ °◌ 𖥨 𓂃 𖣥 ℘ 𒅒 𖤜໋᳝݊ ༑ ♡ྀི ゜⿻ 𓏸 .ᣞ𖧷✩🪷 𖥨᩠ׄ݁𓆤̽ + ✩‧₊˚૮₍ ๑̊ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ₎ა⁺‧˚🪷 𖦹εїз ⋆⁺₊⋆ᰔ

ཐི༑ཋྀ✩🪷◌𖧧̣̥ + ‘͙🥬ༀ⋆🎍ᖭི༏ᖫྀ໒꒱ᨗ◌⃘🪷♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎

୭̥🍵(_ _).｡o○ ̣̣̣͙୧¸¸. ̣̣̣͙

⎙ ⩇ ⩉ ꐑ 𖣯 ⌕ ᨒ ᯤ ᯅ 𖤘 � 𖥦 ⏃ % 𓍯 𔗫 𔖲 𓂃 ﹆ ﹅ 𓄼 𓄹 ᭣ ꧞ 𓏲 𓂅 ꣼ ࿓ ࿔ ༄ ⌗ 𓈒 ⊹ 𖥔 ᨵ ꑘ ᜊ ᦒ ଘ ◖ ◗𖠗 ꗃ ٩ ะ ≛ ߸ 𖡡 𝆺𝅥 ꩜ 𖣠 𖦹 ❤︎ ♥︎ 𔘓⁩ ♡ ᥫ᭡ ✶ 𖤐 ★ 𒀭 𑁍 ꕤ ❑ ❒ !i！？!!﹗⦂ 𓈃 𓄲 𓄴 𓈀 𓊔 ❝ ❞ ❛❜ ୨୧ ‣ › ⌫ ✧ ✦⭒ ✓ ✘ 𓈈 ᚙ ⩨ ▚ ₆⁶₆ ஃ ⿴ ⿻ ꭑ ᧑ 𐐫 𝗈︩︪ 8th꒰ ꒱ ʚ ɞ “” ⌨︎ ⚠︎ ꒰꒱ ☻ ✰ ❏ ˖* ೃ࿔ 𓆉◡̈ ꒦꒷ ✎ ᝰ ✿ ⚡︎ ☁︎ ⋆ ⋆⑅˚₊ ♡̆̈ 𓍲 𓍱 ꪔ̤̥ 𓍯 ꊞ 𓂃 ꕀ ﹆ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ⤾ ・°☆ ✎ ̼ ◡̈ ⑅ ♡̷ 𖦹 ･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ ᐧ༚̮ᐧ =͟͟͞♡ εїз ᙏ̤̫ ˳✧༚ /✿ ˙ᘧ ͜ ˙ ♡ ⊸ ꒰ ❛ ❜ ꒱ ‎♡⃕ ◡̈ ˚◞♡ ⃗ ʬʬʬ ༊·˚ ꕀ .* ♡̩͙ ✧˖° ꪔ̤̥ ˙ ͜ʟ˙ ‎♡‧₊˚ ◡̎ ♡̷ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ 𓆸 ꔛ *﹆ =͟͟͞ ♡̩͙ ꙳ ⋆ ⸝⸝ യ *◞ ♡･ ͜ʖ ･ . ˚◞♡ ෆ ･῾ ᵎ ⌇ ⁺◦ *´ސު｀ ‎ ༘⋆ ꙳ ꕀ ꒰ 𖧧 ·͜·♡ ꒱ ღ ⋆ ꕤ ♡ ⊹ ★꒷ ᵎᵎ ₊ ⨾ ⋆ ʚ ɞ ✦ ∞ 𑁍 𓍯　　⸝⸝⸝　　𓅿　　𖠋　　𓍲 𓍱　　𖥧 𖧧 ˒˒ 𖤣𖤥𖠿𖤣𖤥　　𓇥 　֒　　☄︎　　𓆱　　𓂃𓊝𓄹𓄺 ‎　𓌉◯𓇋　　𓎩 ⸝⸝　　𓌈˒˒　　⍤　　𓆸 𓊆 𓊇　　꒰ ꒱　　˗ˏˋ ˎˊ˗　　⌇　　ꪔ̤̮　　ꪔ̤̥ • + . ˙ ✦ ♡ㅤ°. • °. ✿ * · ✮ . • • ⊹ . ✧ ⊹　 ˚ 　 * · 　 ✮ . .　 ★ ·　 ⊹　 + * 　 ⊹ 　 °. * ✧ .𓈀 𖦥 ﹅ ンㅤꞋꞌꞋꞌ ㅤィ % 𓂃 ㇁ ◒ ！ ンㅤ╮ ⟆ ﹏ ！ 𓂃𓈒 ﹑ ζ ㅤ﹏ ⨾ㅤ 𓈈ㅤ❨ ᨓ ⎓ ° ？ 𓈒ㅤ▱ 𓂅 𓂃 ⨾ ᘒ

▒ 𓂃𓏸 ☥ ཊ♥︎ཉ ᧔᧓ ⓘ

⿻ ◌ ✽⸗ 𒂭 ᭄

𐚁̸ 𓆸͙ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ˚

★̶̲ 𓈒 ׄ 𓂃🐇 ✧

꯳⃘꤫ ͡ ︶ ִ ✧ ❀ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ ⣬ ୁׄ❧ ⣿ ✿ 👼🏻 💗 ♩ ⏯️

✧ 𝅘𝅥𝅮 ⠷⠠ ⠀◌⃘🤍

✽⸗🥃⿻#⃞16🩻 ᭄✺

ⓘ Like For Dm✽⸗🥃▒★̶̲

#⃞애인~᧔᧓▒🍮💭𐚱ཻུ͎

𖣆🥃💻🚭𖥨᩠ׄ݁ ᶻ 𝘇#⃝中国花树下的雨 ⿸🎀🍀💬♥📔 𓂃💼°˖ 𖥟𓈃 ⡑♪ ♥‎❀˚ㅤִ ▒ 𒅒͟❦ 🫥ֹຸ✫🔞 🌎 ◌ུ⃟⃟. ࿐ ১ 𖤜໋᳝݊ ༑ 🆗 ! 🥃🌺 ྂ៏ ❘❙❚❙ 𓂂໊𐑟 ♥ ❘❙❚❙ 𓂂໊𐑟 📵 ♪ 𓈃 🐈‍⬛❤︎ ̣͘░͟৯♰ໃ⊢ 𓂂𓏸 ✿⃬⃝࣪ ᨳ₊˚ ⊹ ° ꨄ ◌ ༘ ꒱ 【♡⃞】𖥔 ݁ ˖ ▭▬ 𓈒ིུ❦ 𖥔 ݁ ˖▒𓈒ིུ ♥︎ ʕ•͓͡•ʔ 💗 ✿꫶⃨ ᳝᳜᳝᳜ᰯུ ❤︎ ▨ ᭄✿⃨ᰯᰭུ░ ⭐️🌫♥️ ୁׄ ಎ ❥ *ૢ✧ ͏✿᳜᳝ᰯ𓈒ིུ✟🐲𖤜໋᳝݊ ♒️◌⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. 🌺˚🥬𖤜໋᳝݊ 🪁◙ ⟁ ♧ 𒅒 .*𖣔 𓆡 ⬚ ▒𓈒ིུ❀ 𓇻 𖡎 🪵 🪷 𝅘𝅥𝅮*:..｡♡.·:*¨¨*:·. 𝅘𝅥𝅮｡ﾟ✿❀.˟̑᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞⛾⡷⃨ ⓱💻▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞🌺🗄️ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 📵 ৡ࿔ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ♰ ᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞ ᭚ 𖡎 ❤︎ ིྀ ꯳⃘꤫ ྲྀ ཻུ۪۪ 𖡄̽ ཊ♥ཉ ᰔᩚ ஐ ➜ ৡ࿔ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ♰ ᭢ຶ⵿⁕—̳͟͞͞ ᭚ 𖡎 ❤︎ ིྀ ꯳⃘꤫ ྲྀ ཻུ۪۪ 𖡄̽ ཊ♥ཉ ᰔᩚ ஐ ➜ ⡷⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 𝄞 ۰۪ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞ ᭪ᬻ ༀ ♥︎᭄ᬽ ᭝ི ۪۪۫۫ᤢྲྀ 𒂭 ၇͜ᩘ❤︎ৡ࿔ ͜͡ː ⬮⬤ ●ྲྀྲྀ⬬᳝᳜࡙ ▓ ‎⛾⡷⃨ ⓱🚨▩ུ⃨ ᭢˚̣̣̣͙⠞🚸🏍️ ⃟ུ̣⃟⃟. ⃨ ۪۪۫۫ 🖥️ ࿔ 🦋͜ᩘ၇⃪⃖ৡ࿔█▓▒︵⃨‿✮⃛૮₍∗ 🏚🌺 2️⃣₊ 𓍢♪🎏🏵♰ 𓏲࣪ . 𓂃 ♥︎ ♡⃟͚̊ ৡ‧₊

🜲 🔭⋆

𖥻 ⛸ ꉂ 📶 𖠿

ꗃ ⿻ ⬪ 𖦹 🥽 ︙ ˖˙ ⊹ ⭑

¿ キ 𓂃 🍚 𖧵 ⌗ 🏯

ೃ🐶🌸 ❤︎︎˙▨ ཐི༑✟⃨⃛༑ཋྀ 🎀🐾♬◌ ◛ ໋𓈒

ୁׄ❧ ⣿ ✿ 👼🏻 💗 ♩ ⏯️

❤︎ ▩ུ⃨ㅤ

𒇫 ✿ . . . ༶ 🧝🏻‍♀️ 🪽 ✧

⣀⣤ ❥ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ 💗ᰯུ

*. ｡̩̥ ❀ 💗 ♪

✿⬮ ‎ུ⃨ ♥ུ⃛ ᭪

❈ 🪷💧✧ ❦ ⓵ ♬ 🩷

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🧜🏻‍♀️🐚🥽.˖ ᨳ᭬⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

🗒 ˖ ࣪  ‹ 📎⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

❣️📮₍ ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ ₎♡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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🥓🖇˚ . ✦🥢┊͙⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

ପ꒰⑅´ ˘ `⑅꒱ଓ🍓💭⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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🔪♡🥝  ִֶָ𓏲࣪  .

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[raincandy-uuuuuuu]

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Hey. You can call me Croi (Pronounced Kree) or Ame (if ya nasty). I'm Fictionkin, IRL, Transcharacter, Delusional, whatever you call it, it doesnt matter. The point is I'm Ame-Chan nso.

If this blog gets t3rm3d i might make the comeback one KAngel themed lmfao

˗ˏˋ 🎮 ˎˊ˗ I am a minor. Don't be weird. I use They/Doll but i use like any neopronoun :^

˗ˏˋ 🗡️ ˎˊ˗ Diagnosed NPD and Autism. Also a system but we're not posting about that.

˗ˏˋ 🕹️ ˎˊ˗ Posts will be about $H, Radqueer stuff, and just general stuff that would probably get you in a mental hospital. This is your one and only warning. Block dont report.

♪ Interests〃💻 ➜ Cannibalism, Gore, The scene subculture, TransIDs, $H, among other things

♪ Music〃💬 ➜ Mostly fandom stuff, Goreshit, Femtanyl, Vocaloid, I specifically like Mothy's work when it comes to Vocaloid stuff. I'm a mixed bag with music.

♪ (Main) Fandoms〃🩸 ➜ I like most of the "weird kid" shit, Indie cartoons and games, NSO (obviously), The Evillious Chronicles, Pokemon, etc.

◁ 💊 ▷ No DNI just don't be a porn bot or a dickhead. Follow your own dni though if you have radqueer in your dni dont fuckin follow me.

◁ 🚬 ▷ Speaking of, I am: Radqueer, Pro Endo, Complex Contact for Paraphilias, Proship, just really problematic in general lolz. I do not care what you're doing as you're not hurting people consensually or fucking children/animals.

˗ˏˋ 🧷 ˎˊ˗ TransID Hoard ; Transharmful, Transharmed, Transcannibal, Transfangs, Transhorns, Transdemontail, Permafucked (V1, in the sexual way), Permakid, Transowned, Transsnuffed, Transorangejuiceblood, Transprogrammed, Transprogrammer, Permagagged, Transvillian, and more probably...

♪ Tags〃🔌

#Croi Rambles - Just general talking

#Croi Hoards - Identity hoard

#Croi Cvts - $H stuff

#Bitching - I was feeling more Transharmful when making the post

#Whining - I was feeling more Transharmed when making the post

Welp. That was fun. Cya

[saleeba]

payback ; jude bellingham

summary ♡ you're not happy with the little amount of attention your boyfriend is giving you so you decide to take matters into your own hands. jude shows you the consequences.

pairing ♡ jude bellingham x fem!reader 

content ♡ 18+, smut, bratty!reader, hard-dom!jude, blowjob, exhibitionism (???), some praise, light degradation (another rough bj sceneeeee i’m never beating the slag allegations 😓) 

a/n ♡ requested by this lovely anon ; i am SO glad i’ve finally got it out omg only took me 9 bloody months 😩😩 this is one of my lazier works only bc i needed to get smth out asapp before i start a new term at uni but i hope you all enjoy <33 (not proofread so pls forgive all the mistakes! 🫶🏽)

there’d been hubbub coming from jude’s office ever since you got home in haste with your work bag burdening your arms and a tingle between your legs, mind made up on getting jude into bed as quickly as you like and riding him beyond the sunrise. the noise had become increasingly common recently as you found him spending more and more of his free time in that same office, the calling of his name from your lips being replied to with rapid click-clacks of the game controller and bantering shouts down the headset instead of his signature yes, baby? nobody could blame you for being upset that he was essentially more interested in those damn games than he was in you, his girlfriend of multiple years. 

the throbbing between your legs is growing to be overbearing now, and you need your boyfriend badly — need his fingers to stop pressing those stupid buttons and press against the puffiness of your clit instead. desperation pulls you towards the office’s half-open door and then inside, where jude is sitting, his eyes laser-focused on the blaring screens before shouting a displeased fuck off! to no one in particular as the monitor displays a message of GAME OVER, headset thrown down to the desk in exasperated resignation.

“juuuude,” you step into the role of needy girlfriend as fast as he dons the headset again. “are you finished now?” you’re hoping he turns around to see your oscar-worthy performance of painting on a pout and bambi eyes but his eyes are still drawn into the graphics of guns and warzones in front of him and he doesn’t even spare a glance your way.

“juuuuude!”

“one minute, babe, just need to get this high score then i’m done.” he’s still not looking at you and you can tell you guys are barely in the same reality, his every sense preoccupied with this stupid game. there’s no way he’s going to be getting that done in one minute nor is he ending it there — you’d be lucky to see him exit the room after three hours, probably having played through 5 more rounds and hopped onto another game. he was being so annoying and unfortunately, it was doing nothing to douse the flames in your core. 

and so you decide to kick your plans up a notch. if he won’t listen to you, fine. but he would never ignore the feeling of your skin on his, would he?   

jude’s busy chatting about tactics and skins and what-not with the friends he’s playing with and you occupy yourself by letting your hands run over his ears from behind — removing those pesky headphones — then his shoulders then down to the toned expanse of his jumper-clad chest, keeping your touch tender and unassuming to start with, lips finding their way to the shell of his ear — right before they leave a teasing kiss that barely ghosts over his skin.

“i need you, jude,” you whine, an inspired streak of the ‘damsel in distress’ in your performance now. “please, baby.” your hands are running down more shamelessly, fiddling with the zip of his trousers whilst his fingers falter at the controls. 

“y/n…” he tentatively warns and the way he says your name tells you that messing with him right now will have dire consequences. whatever gets me cumming tonight, you think to yourself; the urgent necessity to have him between your legs is far more dire. jude dares to simply slip his headset back on and focus on the game in hand. 

stepping up your own game and feeling that little bit more daring, you push his gaming chair back, letting the wheels do their job as you tuck yourself in under the desk, a look of disapproval on jude’s face for you as the muffled sounds of voices come from under his ears give the glint of a cruel idea forming in your eyes.

“and what do you think you’re doing?!” jude hisses out as your fingers find a route back to that zip on his trousers, pulling it down and taking his cock out of his boxers faster than he can say anything else. 

“stop me if you want.” you smile cheekily, eyes still doe-ish and feigning concern, before tapping the dark tip of his dick on the slickness of your tongue, savouring the almost-instant way he hardens in your hands. the grip he has on the controller seems harder, veins nearly ready to burst when you dip his head into the gaping of your mouth. 

you take the absence of him arguing against this as an incentive to carry on, to wrap your lips further down his length and really drive the message home with a tightening of your cheeks once the tip reaches the access to your throat. 

“fuck, baby…” jude tries his hardest to let only whispers escape his lips but he forgets the fortune he spent on getting this high-quality, high-sensitivity headset as he’s met with worried questions from his mates, all asking if he’s okay and about what’s going on. his spluttering reply of “u-uh, oh, nothing, i’m fine” has you catching on to the fact if you were really feeling brave, his friends would be able to hear every sound that the both of you make. 

you distract him with the tiniest of kitten licks on his tip, small enough to keep him focused on his game but rapid and desperate enough for you to not hand over victory before your gameplan is finalised with its last stage…

you’d normally struggle to take him in all at once, his girth being almost always too much to handle, but there’s a fire lit inside you tonight and you feel like you could take on anything to cool yourself down, including having a go at deepthroating jude in one go — all of the sake of fucking with him in the presence of his friends. 

it’s difficult, you’re not surprised because you don’t think you’ll ever get used to his size, but you do make it in one sweep of your mouth, the muscles of your throat immediately constricting around the intrusion of his thickness, and jude nearly jumps out of his seat. the loudest groan you’ve ever heard him make escapes his lungs and he lets his fingers slip off the controller before that menacing GAME OVER lettering covers the screen. you can hear the jeering and taunting from his mates as he hastily takes off his headphones, the microphone attachment laying just centimetres above where you’re smirking up at your boyfriend, chest heaving and mouth gracelessly wet from the amount of spit it had to create to be able to form its attack on jude.

inquiries are coming from the headphones over jude and his whereabouts, the occasional “jude, you alright, bro?” filling the stand-off-ish atmosphere you’ve found yourself in as the man in question looms over you, now stood up before his hands clasp onto your head.

oh, you’re in for it now. 

“open. now.” he orders, not waiting for an answer as his tip slides past your lips the millisecond they part and you feel yourself instantly choking around his shaft when he pushes it all the damn way to the column of your throat. “this is what you wanted, right?” you hawk and splutter over the concrete-harshness of his cock as he begins his counterattack on you.

the twisted part is that you want to say yes, you have been wanting this. you’ve been thinking about the heftiness of his dick inside you — any which way, in any hole — since the morning, on your way to work, throughout work, on the way back. this is secretly your self-gifted reward for being so patient. 

“had to act up like a needy slut, didn’t ya? couldn’t even wait, could ya? always so fucking greedy, baby.” you’re whining your fake protests around the spearing movement of his cock, nails scratching at his thighs in an attempt to find some grounding, some sense of reality around you, trying so hard to not cum from the pussy-drenching harshness of jude’s words. 

“you wanted my mates to hear everything, didn’t you, sweetheart?” you weren’t exactly being quiet then so neither is he now; you wouldn't be shocked if his friends couldn’t look you both in the eyes next time you meet. “wanted them to hear how good you suck me off, how good you take me — wanna get them all jealous, huh?” 

you’re teary-eyed now, nose doing all the work in keeping oxygen flowing around your body, for you would’ve passed out from the constant ramming of thick, heavy cock inside your mouth and that combined with the white-hot words from jude’s lips? you fear it’s too much, legs spreading in their kneeled form, fingers reaching to soothe the pulsing of your clit. 

“don’t you fucking dare.” jude shuts that idea down quicker than it can come to life. “you don’t get to be a greedy girl and still have it your way, angel.” 

you don’t want to deal with the fact that you may be out of your depth right now, having unlocked a little bit of a darker side to jude. is it bad that you want it to invite it in and have it show itself to you in its full glory? 

jude slips himself out of the warmth of your spent mouth, your jaw doing its best to relax itself before he pats your cheek quite heavy-handedly. 

“c’mon, baby, remind me again of how you can be a good girl and maybe you can have it your way.”

[rafesdollette]

We NEED a series to the rafe x sweetheart!reader (the bsf one) and they need to be dating cause I ship them so hard omg. they are TEW cute

yes yes I totally agree! I might start working on that very soon 😽

[faithfulloner]

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧 you can call me k or our sign offs

★📎 {19} .. collective he/it

☆💬。・this is a very nsfw yan blog, post my more deluded thoughts here, please +18 only <3

★‧₊˚ ☁️⋅ side blog, won't follow back unless you ask me to. Also, please dont flirt with me unless you're my ☕️. ME AND MY DARLING ARENT DATING, I JUST ENJOY CALLING HIM MY BOYFRIEND <3

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ this is a vent blog, i dont fucking tag anything so whatever

ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ we have bpd, hpd, npd, ocd, osdd b1, autism, dyslexia, and probably more!

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ alter tags start with ❣️. [sign off] feel free to ask about us and stuff we enjoy it, mainly use i/me instead of us/we so !!

☆・．❕「anons : ☕️ (not used yet, but im waiting for him to find this)」

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⭑.ᐟ everyone talks | masterlist

⭑.ᐟ faithful praise | reblogs

⭑.ᐟ watching you | yandere posts

⭑.ᐟ green with envy | posts about my jealousy

⭑.ᐟ under your bed | horny posting lmao

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[eyehearthoshi]

˗ˏˋ groups i love ˎˊ˗

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ seventeen 💍🎟️ (ult group)

💬 hoshi is my !ultimate bias! (as the username suggests) and i love him with all my heart it’s unhealthy. my top five seventeen members are hoshi, jun, the8, jeonghan, and seungkwan BUT (i’m so serious when i say this) i adore all of the members and they all are such sweeties i know it. they make me so happy! <3

top 5 songs currently: rock with you, to you, diamond days, beautiful, highlight ♪ ༘⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ stayc 🫧🎀

💬 when i think about these girlies, my heart is so happy. i bias ot6 because i genuinely adore them all equally. i love their personalities, concepts, and music so much it’s kinda crazy. they have a discography that has literally no skips for me. i just enjoy stanning them sm! <3

top 5 songs currently: so bad, slow down, beautiful monster, love, teddy bear ♪ ༘⋆

˗ˏˋ groups i like ˎˊ˗

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ dkb 💥⛽️

💬 oh these insane little idiots they’re so fun! my bias is gk and my wrecker is harry june. i love that their songs are often about romantic stuff and then they’re doing freaking backflips or something like ok!! i support it!!

top 5 songs currently: still, flower less, tell me tell me, get away, i need love ♪ ༘⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ key (soloist) 🔫🛸

💬 where do i even begin??? his concepts are the best in the business like fr and i go absolutely insane to his music. he’s so sassy and i’m a little scared of him, but in the end, i’m just an infp with a stereotypical love of entjs ok…

top 5 songs currently: bad love, saturday night, burn, i can’t sleep, live without you ♪ ༘⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ kihyun (soloist) ☕️🍂

💬 ah this beautiful man has no business being so talented and kind like wtf!! his youth mini album literally changed the course of my life (wish i was kidding). i can’t believe he’s gone for the next two years im gonna cry brb.

top 5 songs currently: stardust, where is this love, youth, bad liar, voyager ♪ ༘⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ nct dream 🌤️🧸

💬 my attachment to the dreamies should probably be studied. renjun and jaemin are my two biases because i love them both and i’m not decisive at all. their music is fantastic and i love buying their cute shit ok?!

top 5 songs currently: best friend ever, tangerine love, never goodbye, rainbow, dive into you ♪ ༘⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ stray kids 🐺🕸️

💬 my first boy group who i’ve stanned since 2021! another double bias with bang chan and i.n holding my heart. stray kids and i have a whole lot of history (as 1d once said) and they make me very happy everyday!

top 5 songs currently: back door, domino, waiting for us, s-class, cover me ♪ ���⋆

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ xg 💋💫

💬 the newest edition to my stan list because i got into them like mid-2023? my bias is chisa and my wrecker is maya. they have such fun, chaotic energy and i love their style. their music makes me want to be more confident!

top 5 songs currently: mascara, shooting star, new dance, puppet show, tgif ♪ ༘⋆

˗ˏˋ groups i casually listen to ˎˊ˗

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ artbeat v

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ ateez

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ blackpink

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ chuu (soloist)

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ dreamcatcher

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ enhypen

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ everglow

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ (g)i-dle

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ itzy

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ ive

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ justb

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ lee chae yeon (soloist)

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ lesserafim

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ monsta x

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ nct127

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ nmixx

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ omega x

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ oneus

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ p1harmony

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ shinee

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ the boyz

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ tomorrow x together

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ twice

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ wayv

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ yena (soloist)

⋆˚✿˖° ➺ zerobaseone

[zylophie]

Can I request a matchup please? Thanks!!

Preferred gender to be matchup with: male!

Personality Traits: shy but with a old friend is loud! Sometimes cheery and sometimes sad!

Hobbies:Drawing, writing

Love Language: Physical touch

Funfacts: I hate having to go outside!!.. and I oddly like going close to the sky even though I have a fear for heights!!

Things you look for in a person: having atleast one of the hobbies I like! Or atleast give me like physical touch or something!!

Things you don't look for in a person:them being too loud.. loud noises scares me!! And someone that is doing anything better than me!!

Yandere/normal/both matchup: both please!!^⁠_⁠^

Also the fandom is genshin!

"૮₍ •⤙•˶|💌 ᴮᵉᵉᵖ..! ᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉˎˊ˗

✉! .•°⟡˚ ༘ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵘᵉ ! 

⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ...yue is typing... ♡

 ↻ᴹᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ !

꒰ʜɪɪ ʜɪɪ, ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ?꒱ 🎐~*

     ❛❛,,𝐎ᵖᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁱˡ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵒ ⁱˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ!,,❜❜

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴ꕤ₊˚╴╴╴

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 0:10 ⁿᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ... Genshin Impact!

˗ˏˋ ★ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃⁱʳ ⁱˢ...Albedo!★ ˎˊ˗

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

˚☽˚｡⋆ Albedo might be a reclusive person but he really cherish those close bonds with those who he is comfortable with...and that's including you as well. He always make time for you whenever you want to hang out and he doesn't mind you just watching him do his research, he think it's very endearing !

˚☽˚｡⋆ Whenever he feel like drawing something, he usually try to paint sceneries of you taking in mother's nature because you always look so happy playing with the snow that he want those sweet moments to be remembered no matter how many years later...

˚☽˚｡⋆ Because you seem to adore the sky but is afraid of the heights, Albedo try to use alchemist for various experiments...from creating small illusions of white clouds as if they were bubbles to creating a world within a snow globe where you can reach the sky directly and even sit on clouds!

˚☽˚｡⋆ Because he spend so much time on dragonspine, he tends to get worried if you're getting enough warm, he doesn't want you to be freezing due to the harsh weather so he always prepare some warm winter clothes, blanket and foods so you will be nice and warm next to a fire.

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴ꕤ₊˚╴╴╴

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

˗ˏˋ ★ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃⁱʳ ⁱˢ...Lyney!★ ˎˊ˗

˚☽˚｡⋆ Lyney is aware of how jumpy you can get with loud noises so whenever you're feeling sad or stressed, he always make sure the equipments he use are soundless ones, anything is possible with his magic after all! 

˚☽˚｡⋆ He is the type to shower you with gifts, planning your dates so each date you would have with him will be different from each other so you can always look back at those happy memories with a smile on your face.

˚☽˚｡⋆ When he found out that you like the clear blue sky but have a fear of height, he decided on that day to create a magic trick where he bring the blue sky to you, almost like bubbles when you tried to touch one of the white clouds! 

˚☽˚｡⋆ When you're feeling down, he always does this one trick where your favorite things appears out of thin air...oh is that a flower behind your ear? Don't mind him placing this pretty flower in your hair because a pretty flower is perfect for a beautiful person like you.

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴ꕤ₊˚╴╴╴

💬 note from yue : hope you like the results! Sorry it's took me a while to deliver your order but I'm back now! <3