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gracesboo · 22 days

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SHE ⟢ TRENT ALEXANDER-ARNOLD [SOCIAL MEDIA]

synopsis, people knew that trent was in a long-term relationship. but they didn’t know that having an established relationship, meant having your own small family.

author’s note, the pics are not hella descriptive of trent (bc it’s hard to find some good ones with someone whose looking like this man) so be indulgent 😘 my requests are still open!!!! i literally write for everyone lmao (football, wnba or wcbb...) so don't be shy 😇 xx

♪ she — tyler, the creator ft. frank ocean

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yourusername it’s been a while since i posted on this account, sorry babes 💖

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user the two girls on tweeter manifested this

user trent does NOT need all this beauty for himself 🙄

user pause… what’s that last slide 😨

user i feel like she’s kind of a gold digger

user she saw him go from nothing to a football star, and you still get to say stuff like that about her? that’s insane bro

user they’re so UGH

szoboszlaidominik ✓ not bubba wearing my jacket 😎

yourusername it must be honoured lmao

user the fuck is a bubba?

user i don’t know why but it feels like we’re missing on something

trentarnold66 ✓ 🐻❤️

yourusername love you lots

user not [your name] babysitting

user imagine it’s her own baby 😨

user there’s NO chance

perrieedwards ✓ gorgeous 😍

yourusername you are 💖

user need me a relationship like theirs

trentarnold66 ✓

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trentarnold66 ✓ all that i need. happy anniversary my missus ❤️🐻

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user WHO IS THAT DAMN KID

tylerarnold94 bubba needs to share his shoe game

trentarnold66 ✓ me and the missus make sure he’s as stylish as us 🤷🏽

user if THIS ain’t a sign of trent and his gf having a kid i don’t know what is anymore

user the abs 😍😍😍😍😍

user his gf is so fine

trentarnold66 ✓ and mine btw

user YO

user my only preoccupations right now are: who/what is bubba? AND WHO IS THAT CHILD

user y’all are dumb

user are they married?

user no they’re not, they’re just celebrating their five years and trent likes to call her missus all the time (even tho he DIDN’T PUT A RING ON IT)

yourusername yeah tell him bestie 🙄

trentarnold66 ✓ your fingers are full of (my) rings?

yourusername not by the RIGHT one though 🙄

trentarnold66 ✓ 🤣 okay, dw about it

user we need a bubba reveal

yourusername soon 😘

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yourusername all that i need. happy anniversary my man 💖

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trentarnold66 ✓ okay but did the second pic was necessary?

user yes it was.

trentarnold66 ✓ not me waking up on a sunny tuesday and finding my ass on instagram

yourusername YOUR ass?

trentarnold66 ✓ yes, MINE. all mine actually babe

user the theory 😨😨😨😨😨

user need me a trent in my life

user i think the girl trending on twitter might be right with her theory…

user what theory are you guys talking about???????

user GORGEOUS UGH

virgilvandijk ✓ bubba’s drip 🔥

user THE FUCK IS BUBBA

user i think i might GO INSANE

user not the big ass bouquet of flowers 💔

user killed the whole garden for his girl 😍

user at this point i’m not even questioning that kid’s presence anymore. they probably kidnapped him or whatever 🤷‍♀️

user day 18299201 of asking a bubba reveal

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trentarnold66 ✓ updated his instagram story !

[caption 1: bubba looking fine with his new haircut 🔥][caption 2: gotta keep the dino safe 🤣]

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trentarnold66 ✓ so, i think it’s time for everyone to know about my biggest and greatest achievement, the little person i am most proud of and grateful for. my son.

my missus does not need to justify herself regarding the fact that we decided to keep the birth of our child, and a small part of his childhood, hidden from the media.

but i think that i, personally, as a public figure and as a father, should however address something to you. not explain, because keeping my son away from the world was the best decision ever and that i do not need to justify myself about it. but address it, because i want to clarify things.

firstly, i’d like to thank my woman for bringing this little human to the world. for letting me become a dad and a better man everyday, but also for letting me show our son to the world and let people know about him. i love you with all my heart.

this is not a little decision, it is a big one, but we will assume all the responsibilities of it.

even though you all, now, know about our boy’s existence, we decided to not show you his face for privacy reasons. and this fact might not change unless we actually communicate it with y’all. so, please, we ask you to, if you have the opportunity to see it, not share pictures of our child without our consent (or it will lead to legal proceedings) and to respect our choice and privacy.

i am a public figure, my own face and appearance are plastered all over the internet, and it is my choice, but my kid’s face does not need to be all over it too.

i hope that you’ll understand our point of view, and respect my girl and kid’s privacy just like you want people to respect yours.

thank you again for your support,

trent. 🐻❤️

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user I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

user OH MY DAYS WHAT

szoboszlaidominik ✓ the happiest uncle right there

darwin_n9 ✓ 🙏🏻❤️

user i am actually in shock

user they’re a little bit too much i think

user have a kid while you’re a whole football superstar and then come yap about it

virgilvandijk ✓ congratulations to my favourite people (again 🤣) ❤️

user RUE

user WHEN WAS THIS

user they have fbi superpowers

user not them hiding a kid for THREE WHOLE YEARS

user this needs to be on the newspaper 😨

user gotta talk about this to my therapist guys…

user already on it

user THERE WERE SO MANY SIGNS WE’RE JUST DUMB

liverpoolfc ✓ sending all our love 🤍

user i think that girl who was trending on twitter for her theory might be a witch or something ‼️

yourusername i love you

trentarnold66 ✓ you know i love you more

yourusername i know 😜

user TRENT’S IN A RELATIONSHIP?

user you’re 5 years late boo…

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yourusername 2021 throwback. 👶🏻🤍🍼

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trentarnold66 ✓ i love you two with everything in me, i swear. 🐻❤️

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gracesboo · 29 days

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WITH YOU ⟢ GRACE CLINTON

synopsis, you and grace's relationship always happens to soften people—especially your lionesses' teammates.

author’s little note, my very first tumblr post!!!!! and it’s about my wife, obviously 🙄 hope you’ll enjoy it, i actually loved writing it, even if it's quite short and not proofread 💖 my requests are open if you want me to write about something in particular xx

when the two of you can't help but show some extra-affection to each other, despite your teammates' teasing.

"did you even watch the tik-tok that i sent you yesterday?" mary whines, her hands landing on her hips when grace culpably smiles, the dirty blonde's cheeks heating up in guilt. "mate, seriously—" the goalkeeper is about to ramble about how she never watches the videos she sends, but her complains are immediately silenced by your arrival in the room.

grace's world can't help, but stop turning when your figure is in her field of vision.

not caring anymore about the goalkeeper's complains, the midfielder gets up from her box and makes her way to you—shoes-less, but that's the last thing she's caring about right now.

she hasn't seen you since yesterday's training, the both of you usually going out or hanging out after it.

unfortunately, you had some important meetings, which she really wanted to go with you, but celin proposed her to drink a coffee at her place—the girl wanting to catch up with her best-friend.

which means that you haven't seen each other since yesterday's afternoon (if we do not count the constant exchange of messages during the rest of the day, and the call that lasted more than an hour the same evening).

so, you have to understand that, at this exact moment, all she wants is to have you in between her arms, body pressed up against hers, face mushed against the skin of your neck and your yummy smell all over her.

and since she wants it all, right now, she does not care about whatever obstacles whose on her way—the first and actual obstacles being ella and alessia, who do not seem to want to let you go; too busy bothering you.

"oi! leave me girl alone" your savior loudly says once she's two feet away from you, attracting the duo's attention.

"awww, your little girlfriend is coming to your rescue [nickname]!" ella shouts, as usual, and alessia can't help but chuckles at her best-friend's extremely loud voice.

"shut up, tooney—oh, and hi baby" you grin, feeling grace's arms wrap themselves around your waist. "how you doing?" she answers to your question by nodding her head, before laying it on one of your shoulders.

"'missed you..." the girl mumbles, loud enough for you to hear—but also for the two shit-grinning girls in front of you.

ready to hear the girls' never-ending teasing, you feel your girl's fingers tightening on your hips, the dirty blonde making herself comfortable while alessia's fingers are pinching your cheeks. "how sweet, our little babies are in love" you roll your eyes, the shadow of a little smile dancing on your face.

their banter continues for a few more minutes, during which you make your way to your assigned locker; putting on your boots and leaving your sweat-shirt for your training one—grace still clinging on your back.

yet in her own world, who actually revolves around you, the midfielder finds it a little bit hard to enjoy your presence with two annoying girls shouting in y'all ears.

"are the two of you done?" she grumbles, her lips moving against the skin of your collarbone, since it looks like she's trying to become a whole new part of your body.

tooney and less exchange a glance full of amusement.

“no!" they shout, and it seems like grace doesn't need more to get up from her seat, leaving you on it.

you frown your eyebrows, but your pout doesn't stay any longer, because the second that follows her departure, you feel your butt abandoning the wood of your bench.

"what the—babe!" a surprised scream leaves your mouth.

grace's hands have just lifted you up, making your legs wrap themselves around her waist and your arms around her neck. you laugh, and your girl can't help but laugh too—her fingers sneakily trailing up your thighs and possessively sitting on your lower back.

under the screams of your crazy teammates, grace leaves the change-room with yourself trapped in her strong arms.

when you're always matching, whether it be your sneakers, your clothes or even your accessories.

"always late" rachel playfully rolls her eyes, faking annoyance, when she sees you entering the restaurant.

"not too much on me girl now, daly" grace immediately snaps back, laughing when she feels the older girl's foot hitting her leg.

giving your walking figure her whole attention, the girl smiles while taking a look at your appearance.

the two of you are wearing the almost exact same outfit, and she can’t help but be proud of herself for putting your matching shoes and sweatshirts on this morning.

“hi! sorry, i’m a bit a late” you give the girls a guilty smile, tightly hugging each one of them before taking a seat next to your girl, whose eyes didn’t leave once your silhouette. "hello babe" she gently grabs the back of your neck when you finally greet her, bringing you closer.

taking advantage of your teammates discussing about what their orders' gonna be, the dirty blonde presses her lips against yours—having missed the feeling of them.

"looks like we are matching, my love" grace grins, while you're putting the little strays of hair coming out of her low bun behind her ear. "you look stunning" she smiles once again, before letting herself melt on your front and take a deep breath of your scent.

"you look gorgeous, are you kidding me" the two of you laugh, eyes locking and smiles reflecting each other's.

but your little sweet moment is brutally cut off by millie's loud disgusted noises, snatching an eye roll from you and the midfielder.

soon enough, the lunch comes to an end, the latter having passed extremely quickly—leaving you and grace happy to have spent some good time with your teammates, outside from training and weekly games.

when it's time for everyone to quit the restaurant, gracie is the first to get to her feet and hold up her hand in your direction, waiting for you to grab it and walk out with her; hand in hand.

"oh. my. god" the two of you turn around when you hear beth loudly gasps, the girl bringing her hand to her mouth in an exaggerated manner, her blue eyes set on your matching outfits. "you sneaky girls decided to match without warning anyone?" you chuckle, and gracie frowns her eyebrows.

"we didn't even concerted each other! and why should we have told you?" she asks, the sassy little girl she used to be coming out of her.

the blonde's eyes widen even more, the girl taking a few steps in your direction to have a better analyse of your matching adidas and ralph lauren's sweatshirts.

"because we are teammates? we could have all come with the same outfits, like a gang or whatever!" she explains, moving her hands in the air during her speech that attracted the other girls' attention.

"you're not me girlfriend, i don't care" grace shrugs her shoulders, a playful smirk sitting on her face while she's pressing her hand on your lower back, silently asking you to walk with her.

behind you, you hear beth and the girls loudly gasp—snatching a loud ass laugh from you.

when you get tired of her slick-backs full of laziness, and you decide to make them better—for her greatest pleasure.

"ready to win baby?" grace asks you, standing in front of your locker, her pearly white smile bringing you comfort.

looking up at her much taller figure, you smile right back at her, tying your laces and taking a last look at your hair in your little hand mirror. "i am, but you're definitely not with this hairstyle, baby" you refer to the hair strands coming out of her bun, already grabbing your hair supplies out of your wash bag.

"babeee, seriously, you're not—okay" she whines but changes her mind once she feels your glare on her, huffing a little while taking a seat on your legs.

"gracie pooh does not know how to brush her hair?" you hear georgia laughs, the girl tying her boots and taking frequent glances in you two's direction.

picking up the first thing which passes under hand, the dirty blonde throws it in the blonde's direction, hitting the latter's back with it. "shut up, it's [nickname] who hates my hairdressing skills!" she laughs, but stops immediately when she feels your hand yanking her brand new ponytail. "ouch! babe!" it's your turn to laugh, your fingers starting to hurt from the effort they're making.

it only takes you a few more minutes to perfect the girl's slick-back, hair-spraying and sliding your fingers on the front of it, using all your attention and dedication to make the little baby-hairs stay in place.

"all done, pretty girl" you squeeze your girl's hips, packing your beauty supplies in one of your many bags.

grace smiles, turns around on your lap and tightly wraps her arms around your neck, while making sure to not screw your own and perfect slick-back bun. "thank you so much, me hairstylist" and with that, she loudly smooches your lips, a shit-eating grin making its way on her face.

when you always find a way to mention each other, even when there's no need to.

[CELIN BIZET & GRACE CLINTON PLAY ROLL THE DICE]

"okay grace: would you rather never put up a christmas tree/decorations, or, have them up all year around?" the interviewer asks, chuckling along with the two girls on either side of her.

"all year around!" grace does not hesitate, and celin can't help but laugh again, knowing her best-friend's love for christmas. "come on, i love christmas!" the now brunette says, grinning.

"not in my house, nope" celin shakes her head in denial, not quite okay with the girl's answer.

"me girl would hate me for that! she likes christmas, but not to the point of having the house decorated for it everyday" she explains with shiny eyes to the camera and the interviewer, the latter nodding her head to the girl's words.

"that's why [nickname]'s my girl" the blonde girl shrugs her shoulders, smiling to the camera and to a frowning grace.

it's her turn to shake her head from left to right, her now in disagreement with her best-friend's says. "no, no, no, she's me girl. definitely not yours" and she rolls her eyes with that, snatching laughs from the two girls next to her.

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[DAY ONES QUIZZ WITH ELLIE ROEBUCK & Y/N Y/L/N]

what is each other’s karaoke song?

"oh, it's gonna be tuff" ellie mumbles while chuckling, grabbing her pen to write her answer on the cardboard. "what did you write?" she tries to peak at yours, but you immediately take it away from her wandering eyes, tutting to yourself.

"cheater alert" you point the blonde on your right, tucking your card under your chin.

the media team behind the cameras finally tell the two of you that you can show your cards to each other, which you do. "'pour some sugar on me' that's mad lame, what?" you laugh with ellie, the girl hitting your leg.

"'i wanna dance with somebody" is so basic mate!" she says while playing with her braid.

you roll your eyes, turning in your seat to look at the camera. "okay, maybe it's basic to you, but to me it's literally the song i sang with my girl on our first date, so, technically, it's not basic!" you explain to the goalkeeper, your manicured hands playing with the papers laying on your lap.

"always talking about her girl..." ellie fakes annoyance and rolls her eyes in an overdramatic way that have you chuckling.

your face purposely going blank, you lock eyes with the blonde in front of you. "yes, and? do you have a problem with my girl, mate?" she holds her hands up in surrender, denying any form of accusation. "that's what i thought..."

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[SPURS SNACKS - FINLAND VS ENGLAND WITH THE TOTTENHAM HOTSPUR WOMEN]

"[...] i'm interested in what you guys have" olga smiles, turning in grace and jess' direction, obviously curious about what type of food they're about to eat.

not waiting any longer, jess takes a hold of the dish bell and holds it up.

"excuse me?" the dirty blonde mumbles while taking a look at the plate sitting in front of her. "it's like, dog food" olga and eveliina burst out laughing, jess chuckling before observing and smelling the contenant of the plate, eyebrows frowned.

"it's deer jerky" the man behind the camera says, making grace and her teammate's eyes widening.

"a deer?! i'm not eating a deer! are you mad?" she speaks out, under the two blondes' laughs.

despite her shocked expression, it only takes her and jess a few minutes to try and take a bite of the meat. munching on it, the two british girls exchange a few glances, the both of them not really knowing what to say about this.

"did you had this before?" grace finally asks, olga and eveliina taking a piece of the deer jerky.

"not dried, but as a meat, yes" she nods along the finish's words, putting the food away and thinking back about what she just put in her mouth.

looking up from the table with shiny eyes, she locks eyes with the media team behind the camera. "you have to hide this video away from me girl, she's never gonna kiss me again after that!" her three teammates can't help, but laugh at the midfielder's desperation.

"[name] don't watch this video" jess tells to the recording camera, shaking her head from left to right.

"yes baby, that's not what you think" the girls laugh, and with that, the video carries on.

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[READ MY LIPS WITH Y/N Y/L/N & NIAMH CHARLES]

"g'day mate" you smile while talking, playing with the paper card in your hands.

niamh frowns her eyebrows, before shouting. "tampax!" the whole media team laughs, and you can't help but wear a confused face.

"mate, are you kidding me?" she laughs and takes the headset out of her ears, handing it to you. "tampax... that girl is mad" you mumble in your beard, putting the earphones on and snatching a chuckle out of your teammate.

"okay, ice bath" the brunette says, spelling out every syllable for you to get the word.

"ice spice?" you sit up in your chair. "the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar..." you sing a little, niamh and the cameraman making fun of you, before deciding to make you guess another word.

smiling, the girl reads the word in her head and then looks up at you. "midfielder" you try to read on her lips, but to no avail. "mid-fielder" she repeats, spelling the syllable one by one.

"mate, i don't get it" she nervously laughs when you mumble, trying to find a way to make you have it.

"oh, i know! your girl!" you frown your eyebrows, pushing your back against the back of your chair.

"my girl? what about my girl...? she's gorgeous! gorgeous?" niamh shakes her head in denial, repeating the word over and over. "she's... mine? i don't know mate—oh!—wait! midfielder?" the brunette screams a ‘yes’, sighing loudly and deeply before passing to another word. "shout out to grace clinton" you wink to the cameras, grinning from ear to ear. "love you baby" you whisper one last time, and turn in niamh's direction to guess the other word.

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