#vinicius junior

[wichty]

[brasildaily]

Brazil's Vinicius Junior won all three Man of the Match awards in the 2026 World Cup group stage.

[insidekatmind]

In His Time of Need~Jude Bellingham

Wearning: +18,smut, english is not my first language.

The door slams shut as Jude walks in, his face tight and his gaze clouded with anger and disappointment. He’s just lost an important game, and the weight of the defeat is written all over his tense posture and clenched jaw. You can feel your heart tighten as you watch him, knowing this isn’t just any loss for him.

“Jude,” you say gently, moving towards him. “Are you okay?”

He doesn’t answer immediately, continuing to pace around the room, his movements aggressive as he tries to contain his frustration. Your concern grows and you move closer, reaching out to touch his arm. “Jude, let’s talk about it? I want to help you.”

He stops abruptly, his breath uneven and his hands clenched into fists. “It’s not fair,” he mutters, his voice breaking with anger and hurt. “I gave it everything, and it still wasn’t enough.”

You walk over to him, taking his hands in yours and he looks at you, a mix of vulnerability and frustration in his eyes. “Jude, you gave it your all. Sometimes it doesn’t matter how hard you try, things just don’t go your way. But that doesn’t define you. You’re more than one lost game.”

Jude sinks down onto the couch, his face hidden in his hands as he struggles to contain his emotions. You sit beside him, your hand gently rubbing his back. “You’re more than this, Jude,” you say softly. “I know how much this game means to you, but it’s not everything. It doesn’t change how much I love you.”

“It’s easier said than done,” he replies, his voice trembling. “I put everything I had into it, and it’s still not enough.”

You sigh, wrapping your arms around him and holding him close. “You don’t have to prove anything to anyone,” you murmur, trying to comfort him. “Jude, you’re already enough. And I’m here for you, no matter what happens.”

Jude closes his eyes, resting his head against your chest. You feel his breath, slow and heavy, as he tries to calm himself. “I need you,” he says finally, his voice almost a whisper.

You hold him tighter, running your fingers through his hair as his head relaxes against your shoulder. “I’m here, love,” you whisper. “Always for you. No matter what happens outside these four walls.”

A long silence falls between you, broken only by the steady beat of Jude’s heart and your light breathing. Finally, Jude lifts his head, his eyes red-rimmed, and he gives you a small, shaky smile. “Thank you,” he says, as if he’s searching for the right words to express everything he’s feeling.

“No need for words,” you reply softly, continuing to stroke his hair. “I’m here, and I’m listening. Always.”

Jude nods, a gesture of silent gratitude that speaks louder than any words. He then stretches out, his face slightly more relaxed, and pulls you into a tight hug. “You’re right,” he says, “it doesn’t matter if it didn’t go the way I wanted today. Tomorrow is another day.”

“And I’ll be here for you,” you whisper, kissing the top of his head gently. “Always, no matter what happens.”

Jude closes his eyes, leaning into you even more. You know it will take time for him to fully recover from the disappointment, but you’re ready to support him every step of the way. The important thing is that you’re here for him, always, just as you promised.

You kept stroking his hair while he relaxed. Jude after he raise a little the head from your chest and you kissed and you immediately reciprocated.

You could feel all his love, his frustration and anger in that kiss.

While you were kissing he spreads your legs and strips off quickly doing the same thing with you entering with a blow inside of you making you moan.

He groans as he lowered his head on your neck nibbling it while pushing into you a slow but then with a speed that made you tremble.

"Jude" you moaned as Jude was pushing his dick inside of you in a crazy way.

You could feel your pussy being smashed by his cock as he penetrated you.

Jude moaning while he nibbled you and played with your tits.

"You’re taking it so well" Jude moans as he puts a hand around your neck and starts banging his cock inside of you faster making you moan loudly.

You could see in his eyes his anger and lust and that made you more excited.

"Jude don’t hold back use me as a relief valve" you said moaning and his eyes darken more by making you turn belly down while he slapped your ass and fucked you mercilessly making you moan and bow at him.

Jude took a handful of your hair and then fucked you senselessly.

"’so beautiful" you said moaning as you felt your pussy clenching around his cock making him grunting.

"Fucking tight," said Jude as you came around his dick.

He didn’t slow down when you came, but instead continued to beat his cock inside of you at a superhuman speed and then cum inside of you.

You both groaned as he relaxed and breathed as he pulled himself out.

You watched him softly as he kissed you with love and thanked you." I don’t know how I would do without you"

[vivi47]

hiii saw you asked for pedri requests so here’s a little idea!

pedri with a popstar/actress reader who dated vini in the past and he cheated on her, and vini had badly spoken about her and pedri doesn’t have any of it

feel free to get as creative as possible with it!

A/N: Thanks for requesting I hope you like it 💕 I'm sorry for neglecting the popstar/actress part 🤧

Feel free to ask on my profile.

Btw this is my first story I hope it's not too corny. And English is NOT my first language.

Summary: Vini, your ex, talks bad about you and Pedri defends you in front of everyone.

Fluff, Angst

Word count: 3372

masterlist

No one talks bad about my girl

You laid cuddled against Pedri’s chest on his couch. Something that became regular over the last year. Your comfort person. The one you could tell anything at anytime.

You clicked instantly when meeting at an afterpary after last year’s el clásico. Everyone knows the way Madrid has been humiliated.

Your ex, at that time still boyfriend, was obviously mad. It didn’t help that the Barca fans and specifically Gavi constantly reminded him of his Ballon d’Or loss. You were supporting him all season and at the end? Nothing. He was more than mad and you being Theres didn’t help.

You thought it was just a phase. Everyone has bad moments. Nothing major. Don’t make a big deal out of it. It’ll go way. At least you thought so. But you were wrong.

He didn’t apologise the nights at home for his behaviour towards literally everyone. Nor did he apologise for the way he had treated you. He didn’t even apologise after being caught cheating. There was no love anymore. Only constantly hatred. You tried everything to support him. Trough thick and thin. But he never showed it back. Hell he didn’t even appreciate it. He even humiliated you infront of his teammates just for him to stand in a better light.

And even though you were almost as famous as him. Having many fans. Many people who defend your back. They all wondered why you'd still be together with him.

His behaviour disgusted you. It even reached the point where you deleted all your socials. Telling your agency to post the most important campaigns.

The signs from Vini on the other hand were clear. No love. But as the fool you were, you didn’t know hot to end it.

So after Madrid lost, Vini decided to put all fault on you, you decided to ignore him. You went to an afterparty. Not expecting much, just drinking your thoughts away.

Instead your thoughts were taken away by a certain brunette midfielder of the opposite team. And even if you were madrista, well not really but only because of your boyfriend, you didn’t mind his company. And he didn’t mind you being his rivals girlfriend. On the contrary you enjoyed each others company.

Almost everyone got word of how much Vini disrespects you. In all the different ways. And Pedri didn’t mind on sharing those facts with you.

You didn’t really know him, but you were sure he wasn’t always that flirty. Probably alcohol or the adrenaline from the win. Either way you didn’t mind.

So a day later when being back at your boyfriends hotel room he gave you the last straw to end things with him completely.

To say he threw a tantrum was an understatement.

Either way you were living your best life. Studying in Barcelona has always been a dream. And now in company of your boyfriend by one year you couldn’t imagine it any other way.

Of course the fans eventually noticed your and Pedri’s relationship. The both of you’d have never expected it but they actually welcomed you into the Barca family. So did the other wags. Everyone except the madristas had enough human comprehension to understand the situation Vini had put you in and totally supported you in your new relationship.

Everyone except the madristas of course. If it was for any player. Literally anyone they wouldn’t have given a shit. But no. You were together with Pedri. Barcelona’s Pedri.

Vini didn’t let that fact go. He did and still does anything to make your life hell. Drag you into dirt even though you hadn’t had contact in the last year. It was pathetic really. And Pedri didn’t let that slide.

So here here you were. On his couch watching Madrid win by another controversial penalty.

„I’ve always been aware of Madrid being favoured by refs but witnessing it from the outside. It’s even more obvious. How’s this even possible?“ you questioned, looking up from Pedri’s chest to catch his beautiful dark brown eyes. „I know, it’s crazy right? Unbelievable how the Confederation doesn’t operate in that case,“ he shook his head unbelievably.

„That just sounded way to professional,“ you smiled up at him. His mouth catching a similar smile while shaking his head lightly. „It was hot,“ you whispered up to him, his mouth now cracking a real smile, his eyes glistering. „You think so?“

„Hmmhm,“ was all you got out of you mouth while joining it with Pedri’s. A light tender kiss. His hand on your jaw brushing his thumb against your cheek, while yours found it’s way to his soft curls. You began tugging at them the way you know drives Pedri crazy.

Your actions caused him to release a short groan. Using the moment of his parted lips you interwinded your tongues, letting them dance to the rhythm of your kissing.

You began sitting up slowly. Each knee next to Pedri’s, basically grinding him. His other hand found your waist while yours rested on his shirt. Squeezing the material occasionally.

The kiss got even more heated. Both of you releasing moans and groans. Your hand wandered under the nape of his shirt tracing his abs like you did the very first time.

You were about to take it off when a too familiar annoying voice filled the living room trough the TV. A groan escaped your lips, your hands withdrawn from Pedri’s abs back to fisting his shirt on his chest. Your head slumping onto his shoulder.

„He always has to interrupt everything,“ you complained, voice muffled by Pedri’s shoulder. His hand wandered from your wais to the back of your head smoothing your hair with his fingers.

„No worries cariño, I’ll turn it off.“

You nodded against his shoulder, even though he couldn’t see it you were sure he’d be able to feel it. „Gracias,“ you murmured into the side of his head. You felt Pedri reach for the remote, but the voice didn’t stop.

Slowly you lifted your head, turning to the always complaining whiny voice. That’s when you realised why Pedri hasn’t turned it off.

He was talking about you.

Bad.

It wasn’t new that he complained about you. You didn’t even care at this point anymore. Most of the fans, literally anyone investigated in football knew how bad of a boyfriend Vini was. Your family and friend supported you. But never has he talked on such a low level about you.

One could think they’ve lost and he wanted to make you responsible for it. But they won. There was no reason to say such words about you. Not live. Not ever.

Now too investigated after hearing your name you tried to focus on his words just as much as Pedri did. You glanced at him for a second. His hand still resting on your thigh while the other clutched the remote so hard you’d think it might shatter into pieces. His jaw was tight. Eyes too focused on the man on tv infront of him.

„You’ve missed a penalty agains Rayo last year. What was decisive today for you score this one?“ the reporter behind the camera asked professionally. He was surely hinting about tactics, teammates and the new coach. But of course, the Brazilian had to make it all about him and in this case you again.

„I just feel way lighter to be honest. Last year was really stressful, not only about the sport generally but with my ex girlfriend it was hard to focus. She was the main reason for my poor performance. It was distracting all the time. Coming home from intense matches or training and not being able to rest at home is a real challenge. Especially when playing for the best club in the world. Your performance needs to be consistent, and with her by my side nothing was consistent. The only thing was her complaining about the most unnecessary things all the time. I’m more than relieved I parted with her. It made me a better player. And I hope I’ll be able to help the team secure the title this year.“

Ths interview ended, switching to the game’s highlights, leaving you with your mouth open, and Pedri with a jaw ready to burst.

„I- I mean- that’s not even- he’s talking fucking shit! How dared he say such phony things about me!“ you were standing at that point unable to believe how low he’d go with his excuses of bad performances. „Hes just a fucking bad player. Joder, can’t he’s see how bad he is? His ego needs to be studied, damn it!“ You were pacing the living room. Wanting to punch the TV.

Pedri stood to, embracing you into a tight hug. His jaw still set, his eyes as furried as never. Full of rage. And still, he was all calm and composed for you. Something your ex never was. Everything always had to be about him.

„I fucking hate him,“ you clutched Pedris back, voice muffled by his shoulder. „I’m sick of this. Can’t he just let me be. Move fucking on,“ your voice stained with a plea, exhausted by Vini’s childishness.

„Lo sé amor. Lo sé,“ he craddled your hair, smoothing the other hand over your back, offering comfort.

„I’m tired of his shit. Really,“ your voice carried an unmistakable amount of shattering at the end. His arms tightened around your body. He rocked the both of you from one side to another whispering sweet nothings into your hair, gliding his fingers through it.

You weren’t crying, not exactly. Just overrun by exhaustion. It was always the same with him. Even when you were together. He made you question yourself way too many times. Made you down. Letting you feel like you’re not enough. Like he’d could have anyone and you should be grateful he’s still with you. He tricked you. Shattered your mind. Manipulated you into thinking you would have to proof yourself every. single. time.

Pedri was never like this. He catched early that Vini manipulated you. But he showed you the good sides of a relationship. The love from both sides.

With him, you’ve never even dared to question yourself. Pedri was simply perfect. He never made you responsible for any of his problems. Never a burden. Never an obstacle. Never. ever. a distraction.

With Pedri you could embrace yourself the way you wanted. And he’d always love you.

In the beginning it was hard to trust him. Not because he did anything wrong. Hell, he was perfect. But because you had build your walls. Didn’t want to show a vulnerable side. Not wanting to appear weak in front of him.

But he made it easy. Easy to let your walls down. Easy to let yourself get carried away by his charm. Easy to let yourself feel loved in ways you’ve never experienced.

You were always convinced in relationships being something unavoidable. Something like a requirement. Everyone was supposed to be in a relationship. You never assumed love would find you that way. That it was just a part of live you had to experience. Not a will but a condition.

But all of these thoughts shattered when Pedri declared his love for you. When you realised you loved him too. Real love this time.

And his love has never failed you before.

So now, him carrying you to bed, tugging you in and cuddling together made you ask yourself how the fuck you’d be able to question him in the beginning.

Before you totally dozed off on the Canary’s chest you heard him whisper in the lightest volume „Next time I’m playing that bastard I’ll punch him so hard he won’t be able to continue, I swear,“ he spoke so soft you almost didn’t catch it. Almost. And your chest filled with pride, love, appreciation and so much more you couldn’t name.

The next morning light crept in slowly through the blinds illuminating the room in a deep orange.

First thing to notice was the cold beside you. No hands around your wais. No hair brushing your neck. No Pedri.

You still reached over the empty side of the bed to find, not Pedri, but a letter.

Buenos dias amor.

I’m at training. Sorry I had to leave without giving you a good morning kiss, but you looked so cute I could bring myself to wake you. I’ll be back at around 2. We have a press conference today so I’ll run a bit later than usual.

Te amo mi vida <3

You couldn’t help but feel your chest tighten. How could he be so cute.

The clock said 11, late for your usual routine but today you just didn’t feel like it. You grabbed your phone, propped up the pillow and decided to scroll a bit on social media.

The first thing that catched your eye was the pink circle around Pedri’s profile. Training pictures maybe?

Clicking it you were shown an ugly picture of yesterday interview of Vini. You questioned why he’d post it until you read the text he provided below.

Talk is cheap. Better work on your own performance before dragging other people into the picture to make responsible for the mess you created by yourself. Grow up.

Your mind was unable to comprehend. Pedri just posted a story defending you. For you. So many questions piled up in the back of your head until the obvious solution popped up. He loves you. Of course he’d do something like this. Your chest clenched, you could feel a few tears rolling down your cheeks.

What on earth did you do to deserve him?

He was so fucking perfect. It made you want to combust.

The fans had already started defending you and calling Vini out since yesterday’s interview. Now that Pedri had posted the story they went more than crazy.

You weren’t one to watch videos of yourself but seeing them support you and appreciate Pedri as much as you do made you scroll a lot more on social media than usual.

The scrolls went from edits of the both of you, to edits just featuring himself. We’re you complaining? Hell nah.

It was a majestic glorious even sacred sight of him sweaty and shirtless backed up with multiple Spanish and English songs you couldn’t get enough of.

Getting lost in the huge fandom of Pedri edits an hour quickly went by.

After showering and changing you went from bed to the couch downstairs. The notification on your phone signaled the begin of Barca’s press conference.

Turning on the TV you sat on the couch with the Barca coffee mug Pedri gifted you for your six months anniversary.

A few minutes went by before the screen got filled with first Hansi Flick‘s and then Pedri’s face. His sight automatically bringing a smile to your lips.

The press conference started with the usual questions.

Assesments for the upcoming games.

Updates on injured players.

The role of certain players.

The difference in the game when certain players weren’t able to play, due to injuries or getting booked (caught caught Gavi).

They asked about the last game.

And they asked about training sessions.

Everything was professional, focused on performance and formalities. Until one journalist had to bring up the interview. Your heart fell into your stomach. You had no reason to be afraid of anything with Pedri but the mention Vini’s name alway made you get goosebumps.

„I’d like to ask about yesterday‘s interview from Vinicius Jr. I’ve seen you already posted it on your story. Would you like to classify your response regarding Vini’s accusations of your girlfriend?“ the journalist asked calmly with an urging under tone, leaving no room for actually denying to answer.

Pedri nodded the way he always did when listening to journalist. And if it wasn’t for the question, you’d say it was cute.

„Bueno, as you said I already posted it on my story. I’m no friend of arguments or beef. Especially not online in front of millions but I’m also having my friends and families back. If I hate one thing, then it’s lying. My family and friends, including my girlfriend, can always count on me even if I have to cross borders I normally wouldn’t want too. Regarding the interview, I’m sure not me nor my girlfriend are the only ones catching his lies. The only ones believing them are the ones in white. Es verdad. I am more than convinced it’s time for him to stop lying. And I’m trying to stay professional here but trying to justify your poor performance with accusing people who aren’t involved in any ways is not just pathetic it’s sad. I don’t want to go into detail, but she’s always supported him. He was just too blind to see and appreciate it. The most of us know how he treated her when they were together. If you need details you already know where to find them. And it‘s a clear sign if one denies them all and makes up own stories to justify their actions. I want you think about it, and then choose which side to be one. Just don’t let yourself get influenced by liars. I hope that clears it up.“

He spoke into the camera with a calm he usually carries on the pitch. If it wasn’t for the message he was trying to permit, it was fucking hot. But it was exactly the massage that got your eyes tearing up again.

You were so fucking lucky.

So lucky.

You didn’t even realise the tears falling down your cheeks until you automatically swiped them away with the sleeve of Pedri’s last season’s Barca hoodie.

The last thing you were able to see was Hansi patting his shoulder before the press conference ended. And even after that you were left with tears forming in yours eyes. Once again the feeling of love made your chest swell until it wanted to combust into million little pieces.

Reality didn’t set in until the front door opened and the familiar „cariño I’m home,“ echoes trough the house. Pedri carried himself like he didn’t just basically declared his love for you infront of millions.

His smile vanished though as soon as he saw your tears stained face with red and puffy eyes. Instantly, within a matter of seconds he was next to you on the couch holding your hands in his.

„Amor qué pasó?“ he stroke your cheek with his thumb. You laughed half-hearted not really being able to describe what you’re feeling. Shaking your head you answered „Nada, solo- solo the amo,“ before hugging him as close as possible. Head hiding in the side of his neck. Small sniffles escaping your mouth while he craddled your back the same way he did yesterday.

„Okay, I love you too,“ he softly answered resting his head on the back of your shoulder in return. You stayed like that for a while before moving to bed. You cuddled agains his side. His arm wrapped securely oround you.

„Gracias,“ you whispered against his chest. „For what? Me loving you?“ you nodded, „i should thank you for being the amazing person I fell in love with,“ he murmured while kissing your head. „I mean it. Thank you, it was amazing. You are amazing.“

„It was nothing really,“ he denied playing with your hair. You tilted your head lookin him in his eyes, „don’t say that. It was not nothing. It means more to me than you can imagine.“

His eyes growing bigger, the familiar sparkle appearing in them. „I love you. I love you so fucking much,“ he tilted your chin up, brining your mouths together. „I love you even more. You can’t imagine,“ you murmured agains his lips. He kissed your forehead before you rested your head back on his chest.

Falling asleep in the arms of the person you knew would keep you safe whenever you’d need to be and further. The person that loved you truly and wasn’t ashamed of showing. The one you could imagine your future with.

[bobskysworld]

Not my sister- Alejandro Balde

pairing: raphinha!sister reader x ex!vini jr & raphinha sister!reader x Alejandro Balde

summery: breaking his sisters heart = breaking your knees

warnings: angst, cheating, asshole!vini, big protective brother Raphinha, idk what else

summary: i love making OC the sister of someone lmao, first Lewis, then Rashford now Raphinha

also fingers crossed we can make this a Balde SMAU and not a Vini/Raphinha one Lord

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yn_belloli 🥳🥳21 with no kids but a bf who thinks he’s too cool to take pictures with me

user7 does he hate his gf or something???

user6 quite the opposite actually user2 yeah didn’t he get her a car for her 19th bday? user5 paid for her friends trip last year too

judebellingham happy birthday kiddo🥳

yn_belloli you’re like a year older gramps judebellingham exactly, respect your elders.

user3 lmao old man Jude

lamineyamal happy birthday Y/N🥳🥳🥳

raphinha happy birthday little sis❤️

yn_belloli thank you very much <3

user9 our favourite siblings in Spain fr

user4 HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEN!

taia_belloli happy birthday my sister from another mister! (please answer the facetime, Gael wants to say something to his aunty)

yn_belloli thank you! RUNNING!

user3 and vini?

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raphinha to the little girl who came and disrupted our household, made me an older brother and forced me to share everything, you are now a grown woman, the little i have watched grow into the beautiful woman that she is today! Happy Birthday yn_belloli i’ll forever be endlessly proud of you, grateful for your existence and full of love for you

-big brother R❤️

user5 man WHO is cutting onions here????

user2 “big brother R” oh i’ll SOB!

user9 my Belloli siblings🥺🥺🥺

taia_belloli the gifts weren’t enough? you had to one up my message too?

yn_belloli he’ll NEVER outdo you🙂‍↔️ raphinha weapons formed against me

user3 not a WORD from Vini????

yn_belloli i am SOBBING! thank you so much Rapha☹️❤️ i couldn’t ask for a better big brother fr

raphinha ❤️

neymarjr happy birthday small one!

user2 anyone else find it odd that Vini hasn’t posted anything?

alejandrobalde happy birthday Y/N!❤️

yn_belloli thank you Ale! user8 Ale???? user4 not even Barca call him that????? user9 give it a rest! she’s with Vini yall

user1 HBD YN!

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madridnews BREAKING⚠️ Vini spotted leaving a restaurant with a mysterious woman ahead of public girlfriend yn_belloli birthday party, sources say she was heard saying she was pregnant and a waiter reports seeing her slide a pregnancy test across the table

full video in bio

user9 oh….

user4 poor Y/N…

user3 on her birthday? oh he really is a dog!

user8 she even deleted all their pictures off her IG, name is gone from her bio… yall this is real

user5 cheating is one thing…. PREGNANCY? oh he doesn’t respect YN for SHIT

user9 El Classico in 4 days? i’d hate to be Vini rn…

user3 Raphinha must be seeing RED

user5 can’t blame him, that’s his baby sister bro

user8 Vini Jr you really couldn’t respect a woman bro…

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yn_belloli Gael time❤️ (and his ratty father too ig)

user7 stay strong YN!

user8 aunty YN rporting for duty

raphinha i let you hang out with my son and this is my thanks?

yn_belloli MY nephew MIND YOU taia_belloli stop it you two.

user4 Vini LOST OUT omds

vinijr unblock me pls, we need to talk

creator has restricted comments

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alejandrobalde retro nike

user8 HELLO FINE SHYT

user0 hes so fine broooo

user9 frame 2???

nike 🔥fire

raphinha 👀oh?

lamineyamal let him cook 🔥 xavisimons we see you brother

user3 the boys are hyping him up...

user4 Balde... who is that?

user8 that looks like Raphinha's sister...

yn_belloli shooting with you? 10/10, thanks for the vibes

alejandrobalde always 🤝🏽

user2 BALDE DON'T MISS THIS SHOT

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alejandrobalde LA streets

user8 SOFT LAUNCHING????

user4 HELLO GIRLIE???

lamineyamal you mind letting us in on the soft launch?

raphinha please, we would like to know xavisimons let him cook lamineyamal SO YOU KNOW?! xavisimons I didn't say that

ansufati oh we don't get tags?

alejandrobalde 🤫

barcawags we adding a new lady to the list??

taia_belloli cutiess

user7 hold on is this...

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yn_belloli life lately🩷

user7 she's back and she's a girlfriendddd

user9 WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

user8 for 40 years we've been missing this beautiful face

user2 oh I know Vini is kicking and punching the air

user4 while hes changing diapers🤣 user7 and dealing with a cheater mind you user9 oh what goes around comes back around

raphinha 💪🏾good to see you back

yn_belloli and better than ever

taia_belloli she's glowing and she's loved🥰

yn_belloli ik thats right

lamineyamal good to see you back twin!

yn_belloli 💪🏾🔥

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yn_belloli out and about with my boyyyyfrienddd🤭

user8 enough with the soft launch, WHO IS THIISSS

user9 I can tell from his arm hes hot

user7 drop the mans name motherrrr

raphinha be safe

yn_belloli hes strong, he can fight off anyone

user6 hold on.... hes in the likes but not commenting

user4 ??? elaborate user3 Balde... and he posted a story with that fit

user0 oh we're connecting the dots mother

taia_belloli come visit us

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alejandrobalde out and about with my girlfrieeeenndd🩷

user7 OH HELLO HARD LAUNCH

user9 WAKE UP! BALDE HAS A GIRLFRIENDDD

user2 YN??????

raphinha treat her well, or this time I won't leave with a red card...

lamineyamal oh! pedri don't threaten your teammates

yn_belloli I love you so much❤️

alejandrobalde not more than I do lamineyamal okay wrap it up.

user9 oh I SHIP this one fr

xavisimons congrats brother

alejandrobalde many thanks

user3 I love this for her!

taia_belloli hurt her, and I'll tear your ACL with my bare hands

raphinha I don't think you can do that, but I love the spirit babe! yn_belloli stop threatening my boyfriend please 🫤 alejandrobalde YES MA'AM!

user8 lol Rapha and Taia are NOT fucking around this time

judebellingham happy for you two!

[littlfrekgallery]

[misani197]

CALMA CHOCOLATE BRANCO | LOVES AND KISS

💙= Misani197

Indisponível

ˊ📁note٭ = gente eu ri HORRORES capando essas capas KKMKKKKK mas eu amei o resultado! 😈🙏

[squishykyky]

kylian's fat ass always sticking out 🍑