#tell me what yall think!

[chloesimaginationthings]

THE FULL SET IS COMPLETE YAY!

WOULD YOU GUYS LIKE MORE OF THESE THREE?? (Phone dude, phone guy and tape girl)

Let me know on this post!!

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 4: Haunted

[daily-odile]

AUGH I’d love to see more time looping odile if possible,,,,, how do you think she’d like; “devolve” over each of the acts as compared to Siffrin over time :O

ok im gonna be honest i did like portrait edits months ago and just never finished them. so here you go

act 3:

act 5:

[niecotine]

rewrote the drabble 'just a taste'!

MAKE U MINE ╱ kim jennie, m.

summary ― having a hot assistant at your beck and call has its perks, especially when she's willing to do anything to be of service.

╭ pairings ― kim jennie x ( f! ) reader. ╭ genre ― cheating au, smut. ╭ word count ― 1.8k words.

keywords ― infidelity, teasing, nipple play, face sitting, cum eating.

╰ you suppressed the urge to smash your phone on the nearest surface as you let out a sharp breath, mind still replaying the conversation you had with your mother. it wasn’t easy being the only daughter of a chaebol family; the expectations and treatment from everyone around you being borderline suffocating.

╰ yet you handled it with grace and did everything that was expected of you, including marrying out of your sexuality to a man of all things. gross.

╰ it wasn’t an easy road to stability, but if there was anything that helped you it was the pretty little assistant you hired on the spot a few weeks after your marriage.

╰ kim jennie. it wasn’t just her credentials that impressed you, or her looks. or even the low cut top you knew she purposefully wore for the interview, based on how many times she accidentally dropped her pen or crossed her arms while speaking. not that you were counting. (26 times)

╰ but it was the unusual glint in her gaze which you recognized as your own; one that ignited only when you wanted something you shouldn’t have. the look intrigued you and left you reanalyzing the interview for possible things she could want out of you.

╰ your money? your position? it was only a matter of time after hiring her in which you figured out what she really wanted when you took her along to a business trip for potential subsidization which was just another ratty excuse for you to get her alone and out of country where your rules of not sleeping with your secretary would work.

╰ thankfully, you didn't have to do much to invoke the kind of situation you wanted, since the succubus herself came sauntering into your room the moment she heard the low thump of your phone being tossed.

╰ “is everything okay mrs. lee?”

╰ suppressing the urge to cringe at the reminder of your marital status, you spun on your heel and came face to face with the reason you booked this expensive beachside trip in the first place. “ah, miss jennie.”

╰ “is there anything i can help you with?” she hummed in that slow drawl of hers.

╰ unlike her usual white blouse and tight pencil skirt (that not only accentuated the curve of her ass, but also stopped at a way shorter length that was allowed) ― jennie was dressed in a tight blue bathing suit whose cups were too small to hold her plump breasts and bikini bottom that left nothing to the imagination from how small the triangular cloth was, that the sight left you blank for a few seconds until her words registered. “i’m here to cater to your every need for a reason.”

╰ you shook your head to try and rid yourself of your ongoing thoughts, assuming that she was probably on her way to the pool until you paused and cocked an eyebrow at the way she phrased her reasoning; not missing the double meaning behind her words and the subtle twitch of her lips that emphasized her innuendo. “every need?”

╰ all you received was the slight tilt of her head before jennie slowly strutted across the room until she stood a few inches away from you. her gaze flickered across your expression as if gauging for a single shred of resistance.

╰ you almost felt a slight shiver of anticipation run through your body at jennie’s forwardness and daring tone. your initial annoyance from your phone call had long melted into something else, a spark of curiosity tinged with a hint of danger.

╰ you look at jennie, studying her expression before asking, “and what makes you think i’d permit that kind of service from you?”

╰ jennie, seemingly unbothered by your demeanor, keeps her gaze fixed on you. “because,” she responds, her voice just a touch lower than usual, “i’ve seen the way you look at me. i know what you need, even if you won’t admit it.” stepping even closer, now within arm’s reach, she continued, “and i’m more than willing to provide it, if you let me.”

╰ despite used to being in control in all situations, you felt a rare flare of heat at jennie’s words. closing the remaining distance, your lips twitched upwards into a small chuckle as your fingers almost dug into her side while pulling her against you. “it’s highly inappropriate,” you say, voice and expression teasing. “i’m your superior and you’re my employee.”

╰ “and yet, here we are.” jennie leans in closer, her hands coming up to rest on your shoulders, a hint of a smile playing around her lips. “looks like some rules are waiting to be broken,” she whispers, her breath hot against your ear.

╰ without thinking your head dipped into the crook of her neck and latched on to the soft patch of skin. you heard her let out a surprised moan as you sucked a line of bruises down her throat, one hand gripping the back of her head while the other held her body against yours.

╰ jennie’s breathing was nowhere near normal right now as the one thing she'd been fantasizing about since you walked though the door had finally become a reality. her fingers ran through your hair and pushed your head further into the column of her neck, tilting her head back as you switched sides. “god, yes.”

╰ you chuckled, pulling away to sloppily kiss her lips, both hands slipping lower to cup and squeeze her plump ass. “you know,” you started. “i’ve had quite a stressful call and need a distraction.”

╰ jennie smiled slyly, slowly tugging the cups of her bikini top aside, revealing her full tits and stiff nipples that she cupped and jiggled softly. “is this distracting enough?”

╰ “it’ll do.” your eyes widened minutely, immediately reaching out to tweak her nipples and play with her breasts yourself as she pushed you backwards onto the edge of the bed and climbed onto your lap.

╰ you took advantage of the position, dipping down to take her left nipple in your mouth, fingers pinching and rolling the right one as you held her on your lap.

╰ jennie let out soft groans with every suckle and nip of your teeth against her hardened nipples, her eyes fluttering shut while she basked in the attention you were giving her tits. she could almost feel the way your self restraint was slipping away, your fingers getting rougher and tongue laving quicker over each breast until she passed the point of oversensitivity from each hasty movement.

╰ “fuck, don’t stop.” your fingers gripped and roamed jennie’s sides while she moaned breathlessly, holding her tits to your face as you switched between kissing and sucking both hypersensitive nipples.

╰ you could also feel the way her hips subtly ground against your lap, her back arching to press her mounds closer to your face while you laved between her breasts and littered occasional marks on the smooth skin.

╰ pulling away from her nipples with a final tug of your teeth, you cupped the back of her head and pressed your lips to hers in a needy kiss.

╰ her lips are soft but pressing, demanding, as she deepens the kiss. you can feel the heat of her body against yours and the way her hands grip at you, tongues intertwining.

╰ the world around you fades away for a moment, the only thing you’re aware of is the feel of her mouth and the taste of her that you couldn’t get enough of. or maybe it was just the greedy part of you that couldn't help but further wonder what the rest of her tasted like.

╰ jennie must have mirrored your thoughts because she pushed your shoulders until you laid flat on the bed; both of you a panting mess as she crawled up to your face and pushed her flimsy bikini bottoms aside, rendering you breathless at the sight.

╰ the first thing that caught your attention was how wet she was; clear strings of arousal smeared all over her swollen pink clit and folds. your fingers reached out to press against the nub, causing jennie to hiss softly and twitch her hips unconsciously. “careful. . . ‘m sensitive.”

╰ “i’ll try,” you say, palms grasping the tops of her thighs as she lowered herself slowly, while you raised your head slightly to give her throbbing clit an experimental kiss.

╰ as she grasped the sheets and sunk down onto your face, you didn’t waste time and buried your face between her legs as your firm grip on her thighs made sure she wouldn't move. your tongue licked a long stripe from her weeping slit up to her swollen bud. “fuck, you taste like heaven.”

╰ you watched jennie’s eyes roll back and flutter shut as you pushed your tongue into her tight entrance. her legs shook from the force of the invasion, her plush thighs locking your head between her legs while she humped your face.

╰ you sunk your fingers into the flesh of her ass as you sucked on her pussy like you hadn't eaten in days. your tongue flattens, running a languid circles around the sensitive area. your eyes flick up to her face as you watched every scrunch and twist of her expression.

╰ you’re practically salivating like a dog, wanting to taste her over and over again. the taste of her is like an addiction you can’t get enough of. and her reactions just add to the overall satisfaction you felt.

╰ jennie reached down to part her folds and press her hips further into your face, each needy whine of hers making the fire in your stomach burn brighter while you ran your tongue back and forth over her clit.

╰ your grip on her hip tightens, and you suck the skin into your mouth, tongue running over the nub again. you're almost desperate to make her come undone on your face. you give the skin one last gentle bite before pulling back. “you like that, princess?”

╰ you knew she was close from how her upper body slumped forward with her face buried in the sheets while mindlessly babbling muffled affirmations through her slacked jaw.

╰ it took a few more strokes of your tongue for her to let out a loud cry before your mouth flooded with her sweet juices, drinking every last drop of her essence despite the almost violent spasming of her hips against your face, gripping her thighs in place as you helped her ride out her orgasm.

╰ your lips and chin were drenched in a mix of your saliva and her juices when you finally pulled away from her swollen folds, jennie collapsing in a panting heap onto your hotel bed as you wiped your chin with a smirk.

╰ “tired already?” you straightened out, cracking your neck with a chuckle while watching jennie attempt to gather her wits. stalking to your suitcase, you pulled out a bottle of lube and a dildo, along with an extra belt of yours. “i hope not, because we’re just getting started. . .”

cred, niecotine.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

perfect wife

words: 1.9k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, mating press, established relationship, marriage, housewife stuff? cooking and cleaning

taglist: @drewstarkeyslut @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv @drudyslut @drewsbabygirll @jjmaybankswifes-blog @rafescokenostril @jjsmarijuana @jjmaybankisbae @seeingstarks @angelofcigs @cece45450 @babygorewhore @vanessa-rafesgirl @michelleisheres-blog

it’s not that you enjoy cleaning all the time, but you get in certain moods, when your energy level is high and you got enough sleep the night before, that you absolutely love to clean, especially satisfying deep cleans.

today happens to be one of those days, and ever since you woke up, smiling at the note that rafe left you on his pillow, wishing you a good morning and saying he regretted not being there with you upon waking up, but also couldn’t bear rousing you from your sleep when he had to leave for work. it makes your heart flutter to see it signed not by his name but rather ‘from, your husband.’

you’ve been married to rafe for two whole months now, and it feels like a fairytale, somehow even better than being his girlfriend. you feel like a truly good wife as you already scrubbed all the bathrooms spotless before 10 am, and are now working on the common areas before hopefully cleaning the bedroom before rafe gets home from work.

you hum along to the music you have playing throughout the house wide sound system as you wipe down dusty surfaces, taking care to clean all the little crevices that normally get missed. 

time flies and before you realize, your stomach starts to grumble as noon rolls by. you take a pause from your work, having just finished the living room, and move into the kitchen, deciding to make yourself some food before getting to cleaning.

you love to bake, but cooking is not your favorite thing, so you make yourself something simple before you get a spark of creativity, making a stew to simmer so it would be ready by the time rafe got home around dinner. you finish your meal, having disregarded it halfway through to make the stew. 

you clean the kitchen while stirring occasionally before it gets to the point that you can lower the temperature and walk away, now off to clean the bedroom. you grab rafes hamper, filled with clean clothes that he didn’t have time to put away last night, too busy kissing and cuddling with you in bed.

you dump them onto the freshly washed bedsheets, taking the time and care to crisply fold everything or hang up what went on hangers. you even spend some time organizing rafes closet. he kept it pretty clean already, but you wanted to make everything perfect.

you run downstairs to check your stew before continuing onto your closet, it being a much bigger mess than rafes. you have a terrible habit of trying on clothes, deciding its not want you want to wear for the day, and tossing it onto the floor instead of putting it properly away.

“baby!” you hear rafe shout just as you finish up. you quickly flatten your hands over the comforter on the bed, smoothing out any creases to make the room truly flawless before you rush down the stairs, greeting your husband with a kiss as your arms loop around his shoulders.

“something smells good.” rafe says, taking a sniff of the entryway, the smell of the stew having radiated throughout the whole house.

“i made you food.” you tell him, smoothing your hands over his shoulders, keeping your body close to his having missed him all day. “it should be ready in about 30 minutes, just enough time for you to shower.” you know rafes routine well enough, he liked to shower right when he got home from work, to wash the day away.

“you’re the most perfect wife ever.” rafe bends his head to press kisses to your neck, making you giggle when he focuses on your ticklish spot.

“go shower!” you shoo him away, wanting him to have the soup when it is nice and hot.

“love you, honey.” rafe kisses your cheek before heading up the stairs. you echo the words back to him before heading towards the kitchen to check on the stew, but pause when you hear rafe calling your name from your bedroom.

you rush up the stairs, worried that you maybe accidentally threw something out that was important or moved something and he didn’t know where it was.

“what is it rafey?” you question, eyes wide as you see him looking around the room.

“you cleaned all this while i was at work? and put away my laundry?” rafe questions, seeing that even the baseboards have been cleaned of the bit of dust that always collects on them.

you give a shrug. “i like cleaning for you.” “you know you don’t have to do all this baby.” rafe moves to wrap his arms around your waist. “i mean i appreciate it, but don’t feel like you’re required to now that we are married.” “i know.” you smile, cupping his jaw in your hands. “i seriously just wanted to.” “okay.” rafe nods, satisfied with your answer. he knows you get little bursts of cleaning, but doesn’t want you to get the wrong impression about your role, even if you do stay home while he is at work.

“go shower.” you press a kiss to rafes lips before leaving him in the bedroom, smirking to yourself knowing that he’s about to see that you cleaned the bathroom as well.

you return to the stovetop, stirring everything together before preparing the final touches, even setting out the perfect silverware for the occasion, choosing the dining room for such a meal rather than the island where you and rafe usually eat.

you jump when rafe enters the kitchen. he always moves so quietly through the house that it catches you off guard.

“god, if we weren’t already married i would propose to you all over again right now.” rafe wraps his arms around your waist as you work on ladling the stew into individual bowls, deciding to keep the rest in the pot on the stove for easy splitting up into tupperware later.

“i like making food for you.” you hum. “don’t expect it all the time though, i also love getting take out.”

rafe laughs and nods his head in agreement, you have a habit of ordering food at least two times a week, making it a tradition on fridays to watch an episode of tv while you eat in the living room.

“let me carry them in.” rafe stops you before you can carry the bowls yourself, picking them up and following you into the dining room.

you blow on your spoon to cool the stew as rafe begins to eat, commentating over and over how delicious it is, even going so far as to moan and roll his eyes back into his head, but when you take a bite you can’t help but admit that it’s very good.

“when we finish eating-” rafe says after a few minutes of silence, too engrossed in your meal. “i’m going to take you upstairs and fuck you.” “rafe!” you giggle at the sudden lewdness.

“i’m serious, baby. i need to after you did all this cleaning, put away my laundry and made me food? i need to put a baby in you immediately.” 

“well… hurry up and get back to eating.” you gesture to rafe. you talked about having kids after marriage, but this was the first time since your wedding that rafe brought up actually bringing them into the world.

you both rush through the rest of your meals, leaving the dishes on the table to be taken care of tomorrow as rafe sweeps you into his arms, carrying you up the stairs with ease. he sets you down on the bed, his lips connecting with yours as he works on taking off his pants, throwing them in the general direction of his hamper before pulling away to pull your shirt off over your head.

“i can’t fucking wait to see you all filled up with my kid.” rafe says, massaging your breasts through your bra, unable to keep his hands off of them, even to take off the fabric covering them.

“need that so bad, rafey.” you whimper. you’ve always wanted to be a mom, and it feels like the perfect time to make that dream a reality.

“gotta fuck you now, princess.” rafe says, quickly taking his shirt off, his cock already completely hard as he pulls his underwear down, clearly excited to put a baby into you.

you reach behind your back to take your bra off before sliding your leggings and underwear down in one go, needing rafe just as desperately as he needs you. you move up the bed, resting your head on the pillow as rafe moves to hover over you. 

“i would eat you out or finger you but i need this right now.” rafe says, reaching down to rub at your clit as his tip presses against your entrance.

“i need you right now too.” you tell him, letting out a moan as he pushes in, moving slowly to let you adjust. you wrap your arms around his shoulders, rafes chest heaving with deep breaths, trying to control himself.

“you can move.” you tell rafe after a minute. he doesn’t give even a second for your comment to sit before he is thrusting in and out, making your joint moans echo throughout the room.

rafe presses sloppy kisses against yours, lips vibrating together when you’re both unable to hold back your noises of pleasure. “feels so good.” you whimper, his thumb still rubbing against your clit, never stopping making you feel good.

“i know it does, princess.” rafe says. “you’re doing so good for me. gonna fill you up real good.” “you’re gonna be the best daddy.” you tell rafe, and its true, you know just from the way he treats you, how he straightened out and takes care of you, that he’s going to be an amazing dad.

“fuck-” rafe curses, somehow able to move faster, slamming in and out of you, annihilating your cunt with the ferocity he is thrusting into you at. rafe is grunting with the effort he is giving as you grip his shoulders tightly, sure to leave red marks from your nails come morning.

“gonna go fucking crazy, your pussy is so good.” rafe says, as if he hasn’t already gone crazy with the way he’s fucking into you.

“keep rubbing rafe, i’m close.” you moan, back arching off the bed as his thumb rubs over your clit easily due to your slick.

“cum for me princess.” rafe begs you, needing to feel your cunt squeeze around him. you’d never deny your husband as he rubs you to orgasm, entire body shaking as your high hits you, moaning wildly as rafes cock maintains its blistering pace.

as soon as your clit pulses underneath his finger and your back settles back against the bed, rafe moves, pulling out briefly to reposition you, slotting his hands underneath your knees and pushing your legs up and open, spreading your cunt wide for him before his cock reenters you.

he begins to thrust immediately, keeping up the aggressive, feral pace. you’re so sensitive from your orgasm but you can’t complain when you know he’s working to get his cum inside of you, to fill you up, to grow your family.

“gonna cum.” rafe warns briefly, his words slurred out, his eyes half lidded from the ecstasy of your cunt as he pushes in for a final time, shooting his cum as deep as he can, leaning forward and pressing you into the mattress, not even caring as your thighs burn from the stretch.

rafe grinds himself into you until there is nothing more to release, moving your legs back to a more comfortable position but keeping his dick buried deep inside of you.

rafe looks at you with a smile, his sweaty hair sticking to his forehead. “gotta make sure it takes.”

[bunnyboy-juice]

NO MORE ASSOCIATING THINGS WITH FEMMES ONLY BECAUSE THEY ARE PINK!HYPERFEM FEMMES ARE GREAT AND I LOVE YOU CAMPY FEMMES WHO EMBODY PINK BUT ALSO JESUS CHRIST CAN YOU GUYS NOT GO MORE THAN ONE DAY W/O TRYING TO SHOEHORN FEMMES INTO BEING ONLY PINK UWU BABIES. I AM FEMME AS IN GRASS AS IN DIRT AS IN TREE BARK AS IN WEEDS SPROUTING THROUGH THE SIDEWALK CEMENT. FEMME AS IN GENDER NONCONFORMITY AS IN FUCK YOU MY FEMININITY IS WHAT *I* SAY IT IS. FEMME AS IN DEPTH AND DARKNESS AND WARMTH AND TERROR. FEMME AS IN CAVES. FEMME AS IN LIGHTNING. FEMME AS IN AN AMALGAMATION OF TRAITS THAT I HAVE DECIDED ARE FEMININE REGARDLESS OF WHAT SOCIETY SAYS. FUCK IS IT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!???

[manchesterau]

Phantasy Mocktails with Daniel and Philippe

[luzwastaken]

imma have a crack at this cus i need to hear this rn and maybe someone else does too,

your F/O wouldn't care if you have leg hair, or pit hair, or any sort of hair that ain't on your head or brows. in fact, maybe their attracted to it, maybe they like the look of body hair on you or like petting your legs sometimes lol

if your parents or someone tells you your gross for having body hair your f/o will remind you that everyone has it ! its natural ! they fell in love with YOU ! and they love you just the way you are !!! shaven or not :)

[bookshelfdreams]

the stone marten sounds like a completely fictional problem

like when other hemerophiles become pests, the damage they do is completely understandable. what does a wild animal want? food, shelter, a safe place to raise its young. simple, right? a raccoon moves into your attic because it's dry and warm, and he leaves feces and remains of prey because he's a raccoon and doesn't know that's not appropriate roommate behavior. obviously blackbirds steal your cherries and voles eat your veggies! they're hungry little guys! you would do this too if you were a blackbird or a vole.

the stone marten, though, will wreck your car. for no apparent reason. he's not living there and he doesn't want to eat the rubber from your brake line. he just fucks up your engine for the lolz. and he's sneaky about it, too! the damage will often not become apparent until it's catastrophic. until very suddenly your converter is fucked, your transmission hands in notice, or your brakes fail in the middle of a busy intersection.

somehow, over millions of years, nature evolved this animal who's body size, behaviour, and territorial aggression all work together in the precise way that makes him very effective at sabotaging one of the biggest pollutants in modern society.

it's so normalized we never stop to think how ridiculous it is to have your car destroyed by a cute little mustelid who doesn't understand mechanics and just wants to tell his rival to get fucked. sounds like something a mediocre author would put in an allegory about environmentalism, and get marked in red by the editor with the note A little on the nose, don't you think.

this guy's an ecoterrorist. he does almost 100 million € damage each year in germany alone.

[jadewritesficshere]

Y'all know those lil toy capsule machines at like arcades and pizza places? Eddie would be all over those. The adventure, the mystery, the suspense, the joy of whatever is inside!

Gets one of those temporary heart tattoos? Slaps it on his ass and asks you to help place it as he winks and shakes his behind. Fake mustache? He puts it on and adopts an accent just to make you giggle. You push him away when he tries to kiss you because the fibers are itchy. He immediately rips off the mustache so he can kiss you again.

Sticky hand? He is using it to grab quarters off the table to fling towards him. Slaps the hand against your butt and giggles at the resounding smack it makes. Slinky? He keeps tipping it over the table onto the ground until he forgot it and stepped on it, breaking it instantly.

Little rubber alien head? Sits on the dash of his van. Stickers? Sticks them in your notebooks with doodles and notes. Bouncy ball? Wayne confiscated it after it bounced into his coffee on accident.

But the most recent one?

Two giant eyes connected by a piece of plastic that make a ring. Eyes for a hand puppet. Eddie immediately placed it on his hand and started talking to his hand as if it was another person. Hearing him carry on a conversation in his regular voice, and then a high pitched squeaky voice was fun to watch.

You're showering when you hear a wolf whistle. You turn and two giant googly eyes on a hand is staring back at you. You can see Eddie's shadow through the shower curtain, but he can't actually see you. He moves his hand so it mimes the jaw dropping ," Wowza!"

You giggle as you slap at his hand," Get out!" Eddie bursts into laughter. "Can I join?" Eddie asks, moving his hand in time with his words. "No, you can't." You watch as Eddie's shoulders seem to droop. "But my boyfriend Eddie can." Eddie's hand immediately retracts and you hear the plastic eyes hit the ground followed by the sound of clothes coming off.

[ivanttakethis]

So like………………. what was the point of Round 6?? 🤨

[iiyarada]

The heart shaped roses...I know what you are

[fablexdreams]

The amount of people who think that the Strange Man is talking about Arthur when he says to John, "You've forgotten far more important people than me," will never not astound me. Yall really think John could possibly ever forget Arthur? Arthur? The man he grew up with? Who taught him? Who cared for him? Who helped raise him? Who saved him multiple times? His brother? The same John who could not rest until Micah Bell was dead because he couldn't let go of his pain and anger over how Arthur died? The same John who still wore Arthur's satchel and kept his hat and wrote in his journal? That John? Little Johnny Marston? Please be serious. Arthur haunted John's dreams and thoughts until the very day he died in front of that damn barn, and you can not convince me otherwise. If he remembers Dutch, Bill, and Javier, I promise you he sure as shit would remember Arthur lmfao.

[avocado62524]

[luna-loveboop]

I've never done a poll before, so good luck

Who do y'all think Time'll handcuff to him be with for his group in the dungeon? I've seen a lot of people say he will try to control who goes with who since he's scared for their lives rn (valid)

The options are the individual boys, just go with who you think is most likely to be in his group I guess?

Anyways like I said I've never done a poll so it might be messed up or make no sense, should be fun :D

Let me know if this doesn't work. And yes I know it's not well organised.. it's ok. right?

I think that unlike when they split in the Divine Dark Reflections arc, they might try to stay in bigger groups, and I think Time would probably want to have as many close to him as possible (his group have three or four), but I uhh didn't know how to incorporate that.

It's silly, but right now I can't stop imagining a scene where they reach the central room and everyone sprints off into the groups they want before time can argue.

Anyone who goes with legend will survive physically and anyone who goes with four will survive mentally.

[lomltrentarnold]

sweetness — jobe bellingham ₊˚ෆ

warnings : insta au/smau, crack/humor, my awful attempt at being funny, a lot of 💀 jokes, everyone has a crush on her <3 faceclaim is marsai martin!

🍓hana’s notes : for my beloved @iissza <3 thank you for the ideas sweet cheeks love you lots <3 pls tell me what yall think since a lot of you are excited for this 😭 || MAIN MASTERLIST

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[ Y/N L/N EXCLUSIVE! ]

“So Y/N, since the fashion show is over, what are some of your favourite outfits?”

“Oh! Good Question! My obvious favourites were Zendaya and Beyonce’s!”

“But also I love my boyfriend’s look, he looks very handsome.”

“Who’s your boyfriend?!”

“Someone.”

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footballcelebritynews Football youngster Jobe Bellingham was seen leaving with upcoming model Y/N L/N after the Louis Vuitton Men’s Spring-Summer 2024 Show. Let us what you think about this couple!

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user8 heart been broke so many times 😔

user7 cats out of the bag 🤭 that’s actually me guys

⤷ user6 ur mom would’ve been more believable

user9 thats my hand he should be holding

user12 Once in an interview she said that she’s currently with someone who plays on the pitch!!

⤷ user4 omg!!! they are always liking each other’s posts 🤭

⤷ user3 and she once post that she was at a match he was playing in!

⤷ user2 how do yall know all this shit 💀

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yourinstagram lv babyyyy 🧸📸

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jobebellingham 😍

isabelamerced So beautiful!!

hallebailey 😍😍😍!!!

user1 QUEEN IS SLAYING

user2 mother is mothering!!!!!!

user9 whats jobe doing here 🤨?

user3 marry me pls 🥹

user4 shes so gorgeous i might cry

user5 is this the girl that was seen with jobe???

user6 how did jobe bag this beauty??

⤷ user8 i honestly have no idea 🤣

user7 jobe must a rizz master

user8 the comments are killing me lmfaoo 💀💀

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jobebellingham Happy 1 year my love ❤️

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judebellingham ❤️❤️

yourinstagram my love 🫶 but why that last picture babe???

⤷ jobebellingham Cause you look too cute 😘

user2 AWW OMGG

user1 GUYS??? WHAT IS THIS???

user3 my heart 🥹🥹

user4 she’s so lucky!!!

⤷ user5 no jobe is lucky!!! she’s so pretty!!

user8 no jobe dont do this 💔

user6 what if this was my last straw

user7 i’m not even mad bro she mad pretty

user9 HERE WE GO!!!!

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yourinstagram just posted!

yourinstagram 1 year with the loml 💌 (pls let me take a proper pic of you later 🥹)

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jobebellingham Love you ❤️

judebellingham love you guys 🫶 (especially y/n)

⤷ jobebellingham I’m blocking you

⤷ yourinstagram hey!!! don’t be mean to him 😡😡 (we can do it tomorrow)

⤷ jobebellingham I’m blocking both of you

⤷ yourinstagram aw baby come here lemme give u a kiss 😘

judebellingham just so you guys know he immediately lit up and ran to meet her

user1 aww thats so cute let me check if my toaster is waterproff

user2 You guys are adorable 🥰 (laying on the highway)

user3 y/n?? What is this? I thought we had something 😔

user5 you don’t have to lie y/n we all know you’re with me 😘

user7 you guys are goals!! get it? cause he plays football 😀😀😀

⤷ user8 you should erase your whole existence

⤷ user9 That joke deserves an award 😂

⤷ user10 the contrast between the two comments lmfaooo

user11 this is so sweet my teeth started to hurt