Tumbrl’s Fabrizio Romano Everyone!! I Was Wondering Would U Prefer Nagelsmann Or Enrique?

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This is cute but also set that frog free, baby🧍🏻‍♀️

“soft” launch,insta au-kepa arrizabalaga

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ynsaidwhat i’m not saying you have some explanation to do because kepa just posted same picture on his story but you do😳

diariesofyn kepa and y/n stans rise!!

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kepaarrizabalaga merry christmas from the alps🤍

kuwchelsea who is that omg?? i just pray she doesn’t break your heart because we all know what happened last time…

ynlovebot they are making snow angels together STOP MY HEART

ynfilms okay maybe love does exist after all

kaihavertz29 watch your legs,we need you back in one piece😉

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kepaarrizabalaga long days,but easier by your side

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yourusername breaking my silence,nobody pinch me because i finally found my prince charming🤍

kepaarrizabalaga ms. arrizabalaga has a nice ring to it😉

sophiaaemelia i don’t know about that,it doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue tbh

izakova 😆😆

ynsaidwhat that’s definitely one way to soft launch but congrats omg!!!

diariesofyn it’s happening,everybody stay calm

kuwchelsea wait that should’ve been me,but since it’s you,i will let it slide

ynfilms her next post with him is gonna be with their kid,mark my words

@gaviandgrizisgirl request :)

warning: smut

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“You did so good cariño” you said, seated on your boyfriends lap at home after his first game back.

“Thank you amor, I’m glad to be back” he said, caressing your sides softly. Your mouth met his before slipping lower to his neck, leaving wet kisses. His hands squeezed your sides, repositioning your crotch against his growing erection.

You grinded your hips, making Pedri groan. You kissed your way up to his jaw, slight stubble grazing your cheek. You held on his neck, lips coming to his earlobe. Your tongue swirled against it before you whispered

“I think you deserve a reward”

Pedri smiled “Oh yeah?”

“Mhm”

You took off his shirt, carresing his chest and leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to his happy trail. You stroked him over the shorts, and he really wanted to let you pleasure him but the number 8 on your back with his name spelling above was doing things to him. Pedri pulled at the hem of his jersey.

“I wanna fuck you in the jersey” he whispered and you smirked, getting back onto his lap. You discarded your shorts,showing off the lacy underwear. Pedri hooked a finger under, pulling the material to the side. He spread your arousal around your clit, making you whine.

Suddenly, he switched positions pushing you on all fours before him. You heard him take off the rest of his clothes. He grabbed his dick, leaking precum, and stroked it a few times at the view of his name on your back. You felt the tip against your folds and pushed your ass back, asking for more.

Pedri wasted no time either and entered you in one swift movement, making you both moan. He started thrusting into you, enjoying the view of your ass bouncing with every snap of his hips.

His movements came to a stop and you looked back at him breathless and confused. Before you could say anything tho he spoke up

“Come on, bounce on my dick. You wanted to reward me, yeah?”

You hesitated a bit before moving up and down on him. Pedri grabbed your ass, squeezing the flesh, making you moan his name. His eyes never left his name sprawled across your back with his cock buried inside of you.

“Fuck, your pussy is better than my comeback”

You clenched at his words, feeling closer to cumming.

“It’s all yours Papi, you deserve it” you moaned out, your movements becoming sloppy.

Pedri noticed this, stilling your hips with his hands and thrusting up into you harshly. You were already on edge and this was enough for you finish. With his name on your lips, you came, head falling into the pillows.

Your sounds were enough to push Pedri over the edge as well, filling you up with his cum. He thrusted a few more times before pulling out, letting his cum drip out of your pussy. That sight,paired up with the jersey was enough to make him hard again.

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sunset vows insta au (m. mount)

created in collaboration with @masonmiamor ! the matching fic will be linked here when it is uploaded 🫶🏼

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masonmount my wife 😍😍😍

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sophiaaemelia mr & mrs mount 💕💕

cmpulisic okay but… your husband’s got a lil dumpy 🤭

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england 💙💙💙💙💙💙

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chelseafc congratulations to you both 💙

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masonmount no i’m your spiderman

cmpulisic can you climb walls?

masonmount no

benchilwell exactly mate. you’re peter parker.

landonorris congratulations 🧡🧡🧡

can’t wait for the other parts this is SO GOOD!!

juno! j.b p1

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it started with a chair.

the fact that i’m staring at two lines on a stick covered in my pee is because of a chair.

shit.

what am i meant to do now?

“what am i going to do?” i ask my friend through the phone.

“maybe it's just a food baby, what'd you have for lunch yesterday?" she replies, the phone rested on her shoulder as she painted her nails a pastel pink.

"i wish it was a food baby but i've taken three tests and it's showing nothing but two lines" i said sighing.

"wait- how did you produce so much pee?"

"i just drank loads of apple juice - anyway that's beside the point, i'm pregnant"

holy shit.

that feels unbelievable to say, i am pregnant.

"y/n" the voice takes me out of my little daydream.

"yeah" i reply

"who's the father?"

those three words suck me down memory lane.

it was just meant to be two nerdy virgins getting it on and now look at the consequences, of course we couldn't blame society for not telling us to "wrap it before you tap it" because we were forced through the painfully awkward sex ed lessons. we could only blame ourselves for believing the 'pull out method' was a reliable method of contraception. what an idiot.

but i couldn't deny it wasn't one of the best things i had experienced in my life, and that the way he made me feel when i reached the edge was almost mind-blowing, in fact i kept questioning whether or not he was a virgin. he was just that good, it would've been amazing if he didn't have such fast swimmers.

"it's jude's"

jude bellingham or jude victor william bellingham if you're like that. he was one of those guys that you wouldn't notice in a crowd full of men but if you were one of the lucky ones that did then you would be so happy. he was one of those guys that can read you even if you are so careful about not showing any emotion, he will know. i used to joke and say how it was superpower and he would just smile at me with those pearly whites. the same pearly whites that were hidden by his perfectly plump lips, that pulled me in and started the domino effect that led up all the way to now.

my friends laugh reminds me i'm not alone.

"what made you and bellingham bone? i didn't know he was you type"

she wasn't wrong. on any normal day you wouldn't feel such emotions for jude but that day was different, in fact i wanted nothing more than to kiss him until we were left breathless and he made my knees week.

"i don't know just something that happened" i reply a red blush appearing on my face

"you love him!"

"i don't think that's the most important thing to come out of this conversation."

"sorry, but what was he like?"

"he was amazing"

it was true, he was the best thing i've ever experienced.

"what are you going to do?"

"i don't know but i need your help."

jude was a footballer, a good one at that, but his routine was one from hell. he would wake up early, the kind of early that even in the summer mornings, the sun still hasn't rose. that kind of early. when he told me about his mornings, i felt like crying. he puts on his stupid high shorts and puts on his bright orange sweatbands; one around his head and a sweatband on both his arms and legs.

if i remember correctly, he then heats up one of those quick and easy waffles and then begins his laps around the neighbourhood. and that's why i'm sat here, on that same chair that ruined my life.

"hey jude"

"oh hey y/n oh that's a nice rug that tiger looks proud"

" i know right, i took it from mrs martins doorstep" he nods awkwardly in response to my words. i continue to speak "your shorts are looking especially shiny today, what's up with that?"

"oh thanks. my mum used some colour bleach thing, i don't know what it's called." he shrugs after he speaks, one arm rested on the back of his neck.

"so.. do you want to know something?" lord, give me strength.

"i mean sure, i guess"

"i'm pregnant"

i observe his face as he takes in the news. i don't know how he feels, his face is not letting anything show, his eyes void of emotion and maybe even soul. the only things he's doing is fidgeting with his hands, sometimes cracking his knuckles.

just as he opens his mouth to reply, jude's fellow runners appeared, their junks peeking through the shorts, that seem to get shorter and shorter everyday. those shorts make me picture them naked, whether i like it or not. he turns back to me and says,

"i- i'm meant to be running now"

"i know"

the air is tense, it's choking me. we both don't know where to look or what to say. luckily, he breaks it soon after.

"so.. what do you think we should do?"

hmmm. he's not as douchey as some say he is.

"i think, i might just nip it in the bud before it.. you know turns into what some people say is a baby. do you know that pregnancies can cause infants to roam the earth?"

he chuckles and i realise i haven't heard a sound as sweet as that damn chuckle.

"hm. i've heard that too, apparently we were one of them when we were younger"

i smile. my first real smile in a while. it's a peaceful smile.

"so you're okay with everything?"

"course, it's you that's the one going through it, so you do you."

i don't whether or not to speak again but i do.

"i'm sorry for having sex with you."

"i'm not"

"i'll see you at school"

i ride off on the bicycle i had kept rested on the armchair, leaving jude to his own thoughts.

everyone tell me ur first football crush NOW

anon,are u sure she isn’t chelsea fan in disguise? she watched our game yesterday over biggest game of season…

actually nevermind,just heartbroken over ucl final but thank you for your insightful analysis🥰

and i noticed she thinks “benzema 15 moment😂” is funny so can’t say i would be suprised if she really wished death upon someone

Sorry,did you see that @ julianalvarezzz posted a “joke” about how she would celebrate if some Chelsea fan died at 16? They deleted these posts now but claimed that she deserves it and it’s funny when other people say it so it should be okay when she says it…

do you maybe have screenshots? if that’s true,it’s really fucked up and not something to joke about. at the end of the day,it’s just football,chill.

thomas müller: raumdeuter, world champion, treble winner, horse lover, anti-capitalist comrade

can i request one with benjamin pavard where the reader and him are enemies to lovers !!! tysm🥰🥰🥰

you can find it here! thank you for requesting,i hope you will like this<3

marcus Rasford thanks 😁

sure,do you have anything particular in mind?😉