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FLO — performing live at Coachella 2024

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HOMECOMING: A film by Beyoncé (2019)

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REAL!

"in the mood to get high and railed" says the girl who has a fear of weed and is a virgin.

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Miles DOESN'T like black girls he likes white‼️

girl gtfo and quit talkin this nonsense

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NIMONA 2023, dir. Nick Bruno & Troy Quane

#this was a cute lil movie 🥹 #nimona 2023

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RENAISSANCE WORLD TOUR Cardiff, May 17th 2023  

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lewis hamilton speaks to journalists on media day, spain - june 1, 2023 📷 james moy / alamy

#my man my man my man #forehead twinsss #i just need him to give me one chance. one chance is all. #lewis hamilton #f1 #formula 1 #reblog

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THANK FUCK !

me waking up to seeing that in fact jules likes black girls so i can continue thirsting over him in peace

He does 👀 ? I was worried to do the research 😭

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i can’t ever be mad at this face y’all i’m sorry…

#like he’s just so pretty. #you ever seen a pretty ass mf and go “why??” #that’s what i think when i see him #and imma stick beside him #jude bellingham #i should write about him or something with him innit #jude bellingham x black reader #ੈ✩‧₊˚♡ . . . talktime wit tati

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”She stood on her toes and flicked her wrist as she tossed her sweater, thinking of yelling, “Kobe!” in the midst of her attempt to drown out Jude’s words.” yeah that’s def me lmaoooo

𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 

   𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴

𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

   𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨… 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐞

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: this is based on a literal Vybz Kartel song but it’s named after a Kelis song. and if you’re not caribbean or from nyc and know nothing abt Vybz … just know i put u on 🙏🏽 also this is gonna be the first instance of what i like to call After!Jude u gon get me soon enough 🤞🏽 + i wrote jude like a man FR so buckle in ❤️

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: cheating, items thrown, self h*rm ideation, smoking cigs around babies — it was a diff time ya just vibe w me but also DONT smoke around babies 

     Long ago, she’d grown accustomed to the wooden tobacco scent of cigarettes and the way that they seeped into the necks of her most durable shirts. In her earliest memories, she would be sat between her grandmother’s legs and the older woman would be braiding her hair for school. Her grandmother, a rather young woman considering her title, balanced a lanky cigarette between her lips as she added barrettes to the ends of her hair before moving on to the next braid. Now, the eye-stinging, lung-burning, herby smell of cigarette smoke reminded her of easier times– of the hairs at the nape of her neck being roughly brushed up into a plait, of her face being slathered in Vaseline, of her grandmother’s roughened voice chastising her grandchildren for running in her house. 

She smoked her very first cigarette at the age of sixteen. As she placed the cigarette between her lips, she thought of the woman she had lost four years prior whose heavy hands would spoon-feed her gently. Her grandmother. She thought of the woman’s comforting words and sloppy kisses and head pats and Sunday breakfasts for her and all of her cousins. As she’d puffed the cigarette for the very first time, she easily recalled braids and the smell of the hair grease and that one Godforsaken red brush with the roughest bristles she’d ever felt in her life. As she’d exhaled, she’d been slapped with the clearest image of her grandmother she’d seen since the woman was alive. In truth, the woman had begun to slip her mind as the clock ticked by, though as she smoked her very first cigarette she swore she’d felt the warmth of the woman’s aged hands on her back, rubbing soothingly. 

At eighteen, she kicked the habit. It was bad for aging and her fear of lung problems stemmed from the matriarch she’d loved so much. She cried for days at the absence of her grandmother’s presence, finding her lost in the haze of the sweet-smelling smoke. Still, she threw out her pack of Newports and grew used to the dull state of living without her first best friend.

The next time she would see her grandmother was when she was twenty, as the cigarette between her lips lit fiery red at its tip and the stingingly familiar scent– something akin to perfume to her– wafted around her head. Where others smelled cigarette smoke, instead she smelled comfort. She smelled hair grease and pancakes and her grandmother’s home, and when she pressed her eyes shut, she could even imagine herself waking up in the mornings in her grandmother’s arms– she could see the dust particles swaying around her, she could even feel the grainy fabric of her grandmother’s orange curtains between her two fingers. 

When her eyes opened after two long minutes of her childhood, her boyfriend of three years stood in the doorway with furrowed brows and a bothered look in his deep brown eyes. She had been crying long before then.

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#jude jude jude… tsk. tsk. #is this who we are? is this who we represent? #nah but you did your thing!! #tati.recs ♡ #jude bellingham x black reader #jude bellingham #reblog

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THE BRIT AWARDS (2023)

#she’s so pretty i can’t 😫😫 #beyonce #what she said? “cause i am beyoncé giselle knowles carterrrr” #reblog

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I <3 MY BOYFRIEND

SUMMARY — reader jokingly buys a shirt to surprise jude.

PAIRINGS — jude bellingham x black reader

you buying the shirt was just a joke, but you decided to spend your whole day in it, errands and all.

you couldn’t contain your excitement for when jude comes and sees your doing. something like this isn’t new to you or him.

you once had one of those big fan faces made for one of jude’s game with red kiss lips on it. at random time the game cam would always be on you.

hearing keys jingle in the front door made you stop what you were doing and rush to the door like a child waiting for their parent.

you stood there with a huge smile on your face as the door began to open.

jude, who was excited to see his girlfriend, was greeted by the exact person on his mind all day with a huge smile on your face. he was so consumed by your presence he didn’t notice the shirt till you opened your arms for a hug.

his head fell to the ground instantly hiding his grin, and that worried you, “what’s wrong jude?” you questioned.

he sets his bag by the door and goes in for a hug, his arm wraps around your waist and the other grips your face softly.

with your arms to your side you look up at your boyfriend grinning down at you. “do i need to miss training to be home with you?” he asked as he pecks your lips.

confusion washed over your face, “what?”

he pecks your lips again, “this shirt? it’s because you miss me right? so again, do i need to be home more my love?” his head dips into your neck.

you instantly melt, “jude!” your hands fly up to his chest trying to push him off.

“you love your boyfriend huh?” he leaves open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

“so much.”

“come show him how much you’ve missed him then.”

you happily trailed behind jude who undressed as he made his way to the bathroom.

#you doing gods work with this one <3333 #and i ate this right tf up ! #jude bellingham x black reader #tati.recs ♡ #reblog

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#i’ll welcome him with open arms. and open legs… and an open mouth. #jordan poole #‘nother one of my new baby daddies <33 #imma make a tag for all of ‘em #reblog

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no honestly

if **** ********** pops out w a ***** **** i will actually [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [comically long bleep]