darlingjude

[darlingjude]

an assist and a goal ✋🏾 i get that pens are not as impressive but they are still registered as a goal🤷🏾‍♀️

and truthfully i have not seen any madrid fans (only jude fangirls) say that he is the only deserving outright motm..the vast majority do not have that mindset like we cannot be using fangirls as our sample size

“Saying a player should get motm for 46 minutes of play is the most outrageous thing I’ve heard. I am laughing out loud”

the team won 2-0. bellingham scored and assisted both goals. MOTM is awarded to the player who made the most impact. why shouldn’t he have won?

You can’t count a penalty to MOTM cause anyone can step up to take it. Especially when you’re comparing to someone with an open play goal. You can count it to goal tally but not MOTM be for real

And no you absolutely can not win man of the MATCH when you played half the match unless you scored like a hattrick in one half like be for real

I know for a FACT if Mbappe has a G/A and had to leave at 45 and got MOTM you guys would be here BURNING the place down and saying that is bias and crazy to give him for only playing 45 when Jude played the entire game

[darlingjude]

abeg it’s not like 45 minutes is 10 minutes. players have come off the bench at half time and scored to win the game and thus were crowned MOTM . they also played 45 minutes.

like personally i think asencio or ceballos were valid shouts for MOTM but it’s not like bellingham did absolutely nothing. he was responsible for both goals that won the game.

anyone can step up to take a pen, yes, but he stepped up and he scored it😭like if a cross is put into the box u can’t say “anyone could’ve gotten on the end of it”

“Saying a player should get motm for 46 minutes of play is the most outrageous thing I’ve heard. I am laughing out loud”

the team won 2-0. bellingham scored and assisted both goals. MOTM is awarded to the player who made the most impact. why shouldn’t he have won?

You can’t count a penalty to MOTM cause anyone can step up to take it. Especially when you’re comparing to someone with an open play goal. You can count it to goal tally but not MOTM be for real

And no you absolutely can not win man of the MATCH when you played half the match unless you scored like a hattrick in one half like be for real

I know for a FACT if Mbappe has a G/A and had to leave at 45 and got MOTM you guys would be here BURNING the place down and saying that is bias and crazy to give him for only playing 45 when Jude played the entire game

[darlingjude]

RIVAL TEAM~Vinicius jr

Warning: 18+, smut

“Please do me a favor and get shit done tonight,” you told him over the phone because he was with his team at the hotel.

"I've always given my all on the pitch", he told you to provoke you.

“Right, but not tonight,” you told him in all seriousness, as if you had bet money on it.

You didn't, but you bet more than money on his and his team's failure: you bet your happiness on it.

"What if I don't listen?" you heard him smile into the phone.

“Then consider yourself single,” you replied dryly. He laughed, more amused than threatened.

“Darling, we both know you won't leave me,” he said smugly, laying down on the bed at the hotel he hoped to have you in after the game.

"Really? I'm at my limit now, bro,I can replace you," you retorted coldly

"Bro!?" he asked amusedly, "what happened to the baby?" He raised his eyebrows at your sarcastic attitude.

You were always like this when it came to this meeting, but he didn't care. He loved seeing you and feeling angry because he knew you were his, regardless of the outcome

“There is no baby as far as my club vinicius is concerned,” you remained serious.

The week before you had this conversation repeatedly that it would really piss you off if he had another great performance against your club. He didn't care. Of course he cared about you, but in his mind you were his girlfriend and his fan. He ignored you when you reminded him over and over again where your true football allegiance lay.

“It's okay princess, I understand,” he told you but you knew he wasn't listening

"Vinicius, I'm serious!" You almost whined. getting frustrated with him.

A little more nonchalance on his part and you'd be stomping your feet like a disgruntled child.

He laughed again, knowing you were seething with frustration.

“I know, I heard you,” he said, only making you boil even more because you knew he wasn’t listening.

“I heard you” Yeah, fuck right.

You gritted your teeth and hung up the phone without another word.

He looked at the ended call in confusion before laughing at your attitude. He didn't bother to call back; he just sent you a mocking message.

Save that energy for when you ride my cock tonight, princess 😘😉

You saw it and threw your phone on the couch across the room in your family's house. He was an asshole when he wanted to be. Especially when he wanted to tease you

You went to the game with a heart and mind full of hope, ignoring your annoying boyfriend.

You were usually a sweet guy. You would call him before a match and wish him good luck, you would text him when you knew he was in the locker room with a final message of motivation. You always watched his games. both in person and on television.

You have been supportive for most of the football calendar year, every game except this one.

You sat down, getting strange looks from people related to the real madrid players as you tightened your barcelona scarf around your neck.

They all knew who you were, so it was a strange sight to see you like that, but you ignored them. You focused on the field in front of you and turned all your positive thoughts towards your team.

Your head dropped in desperation as he ran to his fans to celebrate. Still. He did it again.

The one thing you needed him not to do for once. He was there, celebrating happily.

The boy had so much audacity that he blew you a kiss as he returned to his place on the pitch. He knew you would watch him, he knew you would be furious, but he didn't care.

He hoped this was the outcome and couldn't wait to see your face now that it had happened.

“Fuck you,” you cursed at him, plopping down on the seat he paid for. The final minutes went from bad to worse for you as you sat with your arms crossed and lips pouting.

The final whistle blew and you could feel the cocky energy coming from your boyfriend from where you sat. He wouldn't keep quiet, you just knew it.

Unfortunately for you, you had previously agreed to spend the night with him in Barcelona. You thought you'd be in a better mood when you took that deal, but now you wanted to punch a Vinicius-shaped wall.

“I could just call my mom,” you said to yourself, thinking about going to your family's house instead.

When you opened your social media instead of WhatsApp to tell your mom and saw the images of Vinicius' goal playing, you decided that you had to go home otherwise you might kill him.

“‘Where are you going?’ Vinicius asked you, seeing you leave the place you were in. You rolled your eyes at his familiar strong accent and reluctantly turned towards him.

“Home,” you told him adamantly.

"At home? Live with me," he stated obviously.

“You're crazy if you think I'm going somewhere with you tonight,” you told him without taking a step towards him. If someone walked into the hallway now, they would easily feel the tension between the two of you and the 4 feet separating you. He looked you over, seeing you standing with your arms crossed on your zipped up jacket like you were actually ready to catch the train and he smiled.

“Come here,” he motioned for you and you stood still. “I said come here,” she said with more assertiveness but you didn't move, being extremely stubborn.

“I said I won't go anywhere with you,” you stand still. His face changed from amused to a menacing and tense emotion.

He slowly approached you, making you feel less sure of your attitude towards him, but you remained still and didn't move.

"What did I tell you before?" he asked you, voice so low that only you could now hear him if anyone passed by.

“Nothing,” you told him quickly, not wanting to entertain him.

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your down jacket, standing stiff as a soldier.

“Well, I’ll remind you, I told you to save all this energy for when you ride my cock,” he told you with venom on his tongue, speaking in your ear at the end as he pressed his firm body against yours.

You closed your eyes tightly at his words, trying to stay steady but you almost broke.

"Vinni." was all you could say as he lifted his head from your ear and looked at you with a sharp look.

"'Enough games, let's go back to the hotel'"

he took your hand and dragged you with him. You could have fought but you didn't. You kept your head down and walked with him.

Your only opposition tactic now was to stay silent the entire way to the hotel. You didn't bite at his teasing, you didn't complain about his music, you didn't ask if you were far or near the hotel. You kept your eyes straight ahead and your face was frowning.

he knew you weren't happy. He knew you wouldn't be happy the moment the ball hit the net, no need to say. Unfortunately he knew this, but he would rather torture you than apologize

“Right here,” he told you, stopping in the doorway of his hotel room.

You remained silent, crossing your arms over the jacket you had on the entire ride here. He looked at you, seeing the frown on your face and smiled as he opened the door, letting you inside.

“Are you going to talk to me tonight or will this act last until the morning?” he asked, throwing his keys on the table and taking off his sweatshirt.

You opened your mouth to speak but then closed it, planning to continue acting until morning. He looked at you and chuckled, pulling away to undress you further. You remained standing at the entrance of the room, with the duvet closed, the scarf tucked into the collar of the jacket and your arms crossed over your chest, while he undressed I jogged and jumped on the bed, but you tried to ignore the push of your belly to join him.

"baby, come on, what's done is done," she crossed one leg over the other on the bed as she laid down.

“I feel good here,” you finally spoke.

He looked at you, rolling his eyes at your attitude before getting out of bed and coming to stand in front of you

“It's time for you to forgive me,” he said more softly than he had spoken to you all night and took the scarf out of his jacket and slipped it off your neck.

“No, I told you I would be pissed and you still didn’t listen to me” you remained stoic with your arms crossed.

“It’s my job,” he reminded you but you rolled your eyes because you knew him. You knew he got a special thrill from this, from performing in this moment.

“I don't care, I know you're doing it to fuck with me,” you cursed and frowned. He shook his head and moved your arms away from their bent position.

You tried to walk through them again but he gave you a don't you dare look and you reflexively didn't. He proceeded to unzip your jacket, pushing it away from your body once he unzipped it.

“I'm not doing this to fuck with you, baby,” he lied, dropping your jacket to the floor and then reaching for the hem of your Barcelona top

“Yes, I could feel the smug energy from the stands,” you accused him.

He tried to hold back the smirk that danced on his lips at your comment, but he couldn't. His expression told you you were right.

“It's not like that,” he tried to comfort you once again, “I just want you to be happy,” he made you roll your eyes as you instinctively raised your hands above your head when he pulled your top over your breasts.

“No, you want me to just be your fan,” you told him what you knew was true. His brown eyes met yours and the light of truth shone in them.

“I like it when you support me,” he admitted.

“You met me like this, you can't change me,” I reminded him as he undid the button on your jeans.

"I know," he concentrated on unzipping his pants and pushing them off his hips

“Then why do you keep trying to make me mad?” you asked as you stepped out of your jeans in just your underwear now facing him.

“Because… you look sexy and angry,” he winked at you and you immediately rolled your eyes. You walked around him, approaching the bed and he followed you.

""What? If you could see the way you looked right now, you would understand,” he smiled, standing at the foot of the bed as you climbed onto the soft mattress.

“That's the only reason I won't let you touch me tonight,” you went back to crossing your arms after tucking your body under the blanket. He laughed, not convinced by that statement and climbed in next to you. He crawled under the covers and then settled next to you. He placed a large hand on your tits and his lips on your neck, licking and biting your skin without saying a word.

you didn't object and moaned loudly as you ground yourself against him, he felt your energy shift towards submission.

“Good girl,” he said when he noticed the change in your face and body language. You could talk as much as you wanted. He knew you were his and he would remind you tonight. He kissed you with this, squeezing your hands that were entwined in his and letting his weight fall on you a little more. You hungrily kissed him back, grinding more on his cock making both of you moan.

He kissed you until you needed air, then he went back to your neck, leaving your hands to free his and play with your nipples

He moved his lips down your neck, to the valley of your breasts, and pushed your bra down, freeing your breasts for his pleasure. He played with them, sucking them, fingering them and swirling his tongue until it hurt underneath.

He deftly unhooked your bra behind your back with one hand as he sucked your nipple into his mouth. He wanted you naked, he wanted your perfect breasts to be free to bounce when he soon fucked you hard in bed.

He didn't speak, he just moved his mouth and hands along your body.

He stripped you of your panties once he reached your hips. He tossed them aside, not caring where they landed, and pulled you towards him by your thighs. He licked his fingers, about to place them on your pussy before looking up and tapping his fingers on your chin, silently commanding you to open up.

You listened, opened your mouth and allowed him to dip his thick fingers in, sucking them as deeply as he pushed them in and releasing them with a messy pop when he pulled them back. He gave your cheek a light slap with his hand, before stroking your lower lip with his thumb. He leaned down to kiss you and you whined in need.

“Can you fuck me, please, vinicius?” You asked as his lips moved closer, already desperate. You weren't as in control of your words as you were before: the knot in your belly and the rush of heat in your pussy were.

"Already? Don't you want me to eat your pussy princess?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, moving away from the distance he was in when he was about to kiss you. You shook your head no, quietly insisting that you wanted to get fucked.

"Aren't you angry anymore?" closed to tease you, sliding his slippery fingers between your body and onto your pussy. You gasped at the touch, your thighs tensing as he moved his fingers between your folds.

you shook your head moaning more

“Come on baby, I want your cock,” you said barely above a whisper.

He chuckled at your eagerness and quickly stuck two fingers into the hilt making you gasp and arch off the bed.

“You're not ready, honey,” he told you in response to the stretch that didn't compare to his cock. He continued to move his fingers inside you but at a gentler pace, training you to be ready for what you asked for.

“fuck me, please,” you asked

“y/n” he warned, not wanting to hurt you.

“I don't care, you've already ruined my week, you might as well fuck me now,” you regained a bit of the attitude you had before as his fingers slowed inside you. The fire in your tone set him ablaze.

He pulled your fingers away and put your knees on the bed. You watched him move, starting to regret your choice when he pulled your thighs to slap his stomach.

"Do you want to get fucked? I'll fuck you," he said roughly, sliding his thick cock along your wet slit,

"'Only I can fuck you," he slapped your pussy and pushed his cock deep into your pussy as his balls slapped you.

You screamed and let out a big moan as you heard him come in screaming his name.

He didn't give you time to adjust like he usually did, he dragged his cock into you, pulling it out enough to slam into you - fucking you so hard that you stood up on the bed. The pressure made you want to scream in a mix of pleasure and pain. It was so much all at once that you were squirming beneath him. You stretched out your hand, resting it on his lower abdomen, trying to slow him down but he stopped you by pushing harder and blocking your arms while you screamed with pleasure.

“Don't run away,” he ordered, slapping your hand away, holding your thighs tightly against him and pinning you in place beneath him.

He picked up the pace even more, making your pussy spasm as he drilled you with his thick cock while he couldn't form a coherent word.

“This is what you wanted,” he reminded you coldly and you nodded in agreement. You wanted it, you wanted it.

“vinicius” you panted as the impending ecstasy of your orgasm began to overwhelm you. Your skin was hot up to your ears and your thighs trembled in his arms. He fucked you harder, at a pace you didn't think existed.

So loud that you were sure the next room could muffle the sound of his skin slapping against yours and you were aware that tomorrow everything would hurt and you wouldn't have the ability to walk.

You screamed his name as you came, soaking his cock. He slowed down a little when he saw you come down from your high, but only long enough to turn around and push your face into the white sheets beneath you.

“Up your ass,” he patted your ass and you did as he said. He rubbed his hands over your ass, slapping it once more before sliding his cock into your pussy again.

You were so wet now that he slid into you easily but you still felt the pressure as he pushed up your thigh, letting it sink so deep you felt your cervix shift.

“Fuck Vinni,” you whispered his name, muffled in the sheets beneath you

"Tell me you're sorry." he asked and you turned your head to look at him

surprised. "Tell me you're sorry," he repeated to himself, punctuating the question with a deep thrust of his cock. You bite your lip as he sinks in, but you take a deep breath as you stammer in response as you feel his cock destroying you.

"Sorry for what? I didn't do anything," you reminded him and buried your face in the sheets again as he groaned with his hips against your body as he thrust harder as he pulled your hair slamming harder as you moaned.

“For your behavior,” he pulled his cock out of your pussy leaving only the head in, “For forgetting who you belong to,” he put his cock back in he reminded your pussy of who it belonged to as it tightened around him.

“vinicius” your voice trembled at his actions and request.

“Apologize,” he slapped your ass with his hand so hard it bruised your skin and slapped your cervix with his cock

“Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” you stammered as you enjoyed the feeling of his thick cock buried inside you. Your pussy felt like it was about to explode.

“‘Good girl,’” he smiled proudly, watching you tremble beneath him.

If he pulled out and you moaned at the loss of contact but he immediately lay down and positioned you to straddle him as he lined his cock up your pussy as you sank in one thrust and you screamed holding onto his thick shoulders as you groaned

vinicius smiled and slapped your ass several times as he pushed his cock into you harder and you moaned as you bounced on his cock.

“good baby, ride my cock like a good slut” he said as he gave your ass another slap pushing himself deeper.

you moaned loudly, unable to form a proper word.

"You're perfect,” he told you as he sucked on your nipple as you moaned loudly, arching your back against him as you almost came.

you bounced harder as you clawed at his chest and he groaned as he thrust into you even harder.

"love, I'm coming" you told him as you moaned more and more loving how he was penetrating you.

he moaned feeling you tight “come for me baby” he said and soon after you came screaming as he lowered your head to his chest kissing him slowly as you moved further on him.

Vinicius smiled and turned you over and now you were on the bottom while he was on top and he pushed you more and more while you felt overstimulated as you screamed his name several times and praised his big cock.

He moaned in pleasure as your name fell from his lips.

he fucked you harder as the bed moved so much he was going hard and after more thrusts he came inside you as he continued to move to make your cum go deeper.

you were looking at him with pure adoration as we came, it was so sexy.

vinicius I kiss you softly and you kissed him back while stroking his hair.

“you played well tonight” you told him as you gave him another sweet kiss and he smiled.

through it all his cock was still inside you.

“I played well for you” he said as he kissed your neck and you smiled.

[darlingjude]

the way saka (and Bellingham too since last year but mainly saka) has been treated and viewed by the English media in comparison to the likes of foden and palmer is rooted so heavily in a desire for white supremacy in football and a persistence to prevent young black men from reaching their potential.

if ur more reserved like bukayo, then u lack the arrogance of palmer that sets him apart from the rest. but if ur confident and proud like jude then u lack the humility of foden that allows him to ‘put the team first’.

if ur black and talented then there’s literally no winning with the English media 😭 those two have been treated and scapegoated and have epitomised the idea that black people have to do 10 times more than their white counterparts to receive an ounce of praise.

bukayo saka, they can never make me hate you 🤍

I just saw this and as much as I personally like Cole Palmer this is a madness.

If you dared said Saka was the best player in the world after a handful of england caps and playing in a team that didn’t even break top 4 last year and has not been in the UCL since his breakout, you would hear long think pieces about it’s impossible for him to be world class regardless of his prem performances.

My opinion the england (journalist) support desperately wants a white saviour to replace Harry Kane’s era (as he is ageing) and they are putting all their eggs in the Cole Palmer basket

It’s working twice as hard as the people you know you’re better than because you need to work twice as hard just so you can level them

[darlingjude]

a rant (ignore if you dont want your mood ruined)

jude might be the most hated player in football right now. i wish i was exaggerating. the kinds of things said about him unprompted are disgusting.

he gets emotional over winning ucl and they call him obsessed with cameras. he hugs his mum after winning ucl and gets insulted. he interacts with the players he sees once every 3 months and gets called an attention seeker. when he keeps away from people, he gets called a locker room cancer. he cheers his teammate and they call it pr. he speaks well in interviews and they call him media trained. he puts up goals while his team doesn't have a striker and he gets called a tap in merchant. he scores an overhead kick to save his national team from crashing out in the first knockout and he gets compared to hitler. he gets HYPERPIGMENTATION and they say it leprosy. a mermaid can score in atlantis and the "maturing is realising" tweets start being written from underwater.

then when you bring up his insane hate-train, madrid fans say other players get hated more. ofc they would, they are in the likes of the hate tweets. they cosigned with rival fans to undermining his season to prop their favorite. 40+ games in a league but 4 ucl KO suddenly became everything?

when you talk about how the english media tried to slander his name, they say the news does that to everyone. when you report accs spreading hate, they giggle with their friends about how sensitive jood fangirls are. do they know the player in their pfp would shatter if they experienced even 5% of what jude does?

hate everyone.

[darlingjude]

“Harry Kane becomes for the first Englishman over 5’10 in a foreign top 5 league to score 5 right footed goals within the first 37 minutes of a match in the opening 5 match days” that’s how these records be sounding fr and half of the time they come across as more just interesting facts than records

https://twitter.com/fabrizioromano/status/1841258421607149638?s=46&t=TjrgyK1DuKx62_6bb8LMrw

not to discredit anyone of course but most football stats are so funny 😂 the before 23 is so funny to me. they be making stats from anything

Hahahahaha 😂 they had to get something

[darlingjude]

The disallowed goals were offside? If they were taken away bc of alleged fouls or smth i'd be with you but there's nothing to be said here

the goals were offside meaning they deserved to be disallowed. there were fouls committed in the penalty box which means penalties need to be awarded.

i’m not saying either decision is wrong, both are right. but the fact that people call Real sketchy for having a lot of CORRECT calls go in their favour, the same logic should apply for barca.

[darlingjude]

villarreal had THREE goals disallowed against barca today and zero eyebrows were raised. yet culers will open their dirty mouths and act like it’s weird that real madrid have won 5 penalties with vini, mbappe and rodrygo (three of the quickest and trickiest attackers in the world) leading their frontline

y’all ain’t got brains 💔

[darlingjude]

barca fans get more and more embarrassing with each passing day and it genuinely concerns me…do y’all not sense how pathetic u come across? 😭

[darlingjude]

im crying at the brahim and rodrygo part becase wow they hit the nail on the head with the inconsistent line 😭

Literally 😩

[darlingjude]

yeah no I definitely agree my biggest criticism for this format is that there are too many teams and too many matches and it was established in the best interest of UEFA, not the players

i was against the new ucl format until today mainly cuz i really didn’t understand the rules or anything 😭 however upon seeing the draw and everything i think it’s actually pretty cool

for years we have seen smaller clubs get brushed aside during the group stage and that part of the tournament it can sometimes be very underwhelming 😭 but now i think it’s really cruel that like big clubs are facing big clubs, we get to see fixtures that we have seen since like the 2000s. i mean Milan vs Real??? that is literally European Football royalty

but somehow City still managed to get a relatively easy group…’ai’ is just pep guardiola🧏🏾‍♀️

I hear that one the big fixtures and as a neutral it''s more exciting but I think for the players & teams it's not the best thing. When the leagues are already so demanding, even more fixtures, more travel, more big games back to back it's tough

and there is only so much clubs can expand their team while maintaining financial fair play

but from a viewing point, there are more exciting games than there were before

[darlingjude]

i am one of those people that has never rated Ben White highly unfortunately but I can admit Tanner was good last season - not good enough for my toty but I understand your rec.

but would playing Saka and Foden only the wings not be standard? or do you just mean you’d rather stick to a standard 433 cuz that makes sense ?

also i forgot to mention but part of the reason i switched to 3-5-2 is cuz i couldn’t think of a standout left back lol

How walk keeps sneaking into these things is beyond me 😩

[darlingjude]

the goalkeeper point is spot on. u can’t say okay let’s play ederson and allison as centre backs because they deserve to be there too - NO. THEY ARE GOALKEEPERS.

and yes I think specifically after the euros I have grown sick of every English pundit and English media doing the most over Kyle Walker because he was horrific in that tournament and got zero backlash because he’s ‘great at 1v1s” like ok who asked

personally i think saka did enough to warrant being in the team, but i cannot argue against any of those 3 midfielders being there and i also believe the 3 forwards deserved to be there. that’s why the only solution i could come up with was dropping the pace merchant and switching to a 3-5-2.

last season has been a blur after all the international games - which right backs had really good seasons ? I’d considered Trent but i factored in his injury and that he missed a fair few games. i do recall malo gusto being quite solid too tho

How walk keeps sneaking into these things is beyond me 😩

[darlingjude]

sorry but i’m gonna go on a rant here - team of the year is not about just squeezing in all the best players in the league and structuring them out of position just to have them in there. like not only was Saliba hands down better than Van Dijk this season, but even if they were both equal, u have to pick one : don’t just shove one out into left back 🤷🏾‍♀️.

also Walker is genuinely the mykhailo mudryk of right backs - definition of a pace merchant. i hear so much rave about how amazing he is both offensively and defensively and i haven’t seen that since like 2017🫤. he has no right being in this TOTY.

take Walker out, make it a back three with Saliba VVD and Gabriel, 5 in the middle with those three midfielders and Foden and Saka on the wings, with Haaland and Watkins up front.

How walk keeps sneaking into these things is beyond me 😩

[darlingjude]

bye i have her blocked too because i put into her asks to stop believing peoples bullshit that they make up when she and her minion kept saying jude was a cheater and had threesums with people (this lit came from judegossip) and then she said i was stupid and a liar 😭 and everything came out to be fake LOL x

it’s weird enough that fans try and spread gossip and negative rumours about his personal life, but it’s even weirder when they attack you for not automatically believing it pls 😭 like who cares ?? some people with sense choose not to judge celebs based off what we read about them on footy tea pages 🤷🏾‍♀️

and also some of y’all be getting angry at players for unnecessary things. it’s one thing if you think the idea of sleeping with an escort is weird, but for you to act like they’re stealing candy from a baby..that’s weird. if everything is consensual, then just keep it moving and go about your day. especially when u have no proof 😭

[darlingjude]

im a christian catholic and i didnt really find the ad disrespectful? like i know blasphemy is bad but the 5 second bit of him walking on water isnt something i would be raging about

well each to their own but according to my belief and understanding of Catholicism, it is blasphemous and disrespectful. walking on water was a miracle that Jesus performed and that only He was capable of performing, so for jude to now recreate that for the sake of a cool ad is weird 🤷🏾‍♀️ the same way the olympic opening ceremony mocking The Last Supper is weird and disrespectful.

[darlingjude]

i have derora, mentalbxddie, dreasancho blocked too because why do they nitpick everything. they were saying his new ad for adidas was misogynistic and blasphemy 😭 but then when you disagree you arent a feminist and a dickrider like what? some people need to grow up

i mean it was blasphemous, there is no debating that✋🏾u cannot take a trait or event that is synonymous with Christ or any religious figure in a major religion and apply that to yourself. walking on water for an ad is blasphemous, the same way it would be blasphemous he referenced rising again after crucifixion or something.

also i am not good with usernames, i like a lot of posts and reblog shit blindly without checking so idk who they are 🤷🏾‍♀️ but yeah it’s crazy to be calling people pick mes and saying they’re anti feminism because they don’t think sleeping around is disrespectful.