#juicy couture top

[glamourbarbiie]

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#glam blog #barbie #style #outfit #tan #denim minishorts #summer casual #snooki #nicole polizzi #guidette #knee high boots #juicy couture top

[pudgybun]

I'm so so so eepy today all I want to do is waddle to the door to pick up takeout and waddle back to the bed to eat and nap and do it all over again

#i got my cute slightly too small lil juicy couture shorts on and my lil lace top #i look so juicy and plump im just going to spend as much time as possible napping in the sun and snacking #in between. emptying medical drains and playing nurse #babbles

[ogbeefarmr]

Y2K inspired outfit with juicy couture boots

#ootdwomen #ootdblog #ootd #women's fashion #cyber y2k #y2k style #y2k fashion #trashy y2k #y2k moodboard #juicy couture #leggings #crop top outfit #girl outfits #black outfit #outfit inspo #styling #ogbeefarmr #fit check #cyber goth #cyber grunge #grunge #acrylic nails #long nails #halloween nails #y2k aesthetic

[sweettatyseduction]

I have a hot and adult link only for special men who wanna see my exclusive naked and juicy content🥵😈

#blonde #blonde model #blonde babe #legs #beauty #long hair #beautiful #blue eyes #sexy celebrities #sexy titts #sexy thick #sexy top #sexy belly #sexy content #sexy wives #sexy breast #cute #curvy #juicy lips #juicy couture #juicy body #juicycontent #tasty #tongue #red nails #adult entertainment #young adult

[chickinminaj]

no matter the season mentally im sound

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#versace #tank top #juicy couture #sweatpants #dior #sunglasses #literally shining #🌟🌟🌟 #y2k #pink #bang-a-langin

[xskyll]

Okay girlies, I know the Barbie movie doesn't come out until July but I need to start planning my outfit now.

#barbie #barbie 2023 #barbie movie #i have a hot pink juicy couture mini skirt that would probably be good #but what top??? #i might need to buy new shoes ngl

[cheeseknives]

I knew he was juicy af

#Like I was online shopping and when I saw that shirt immediately thought about him???? #um okay brain #very kool y2k vibe #James May #Top Gear #Juicy couture

[jellybracelet]

Y2K fit in a way

#the top is juicy couture ebay my beloved

[glamourbarbiie]

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#glam blog #barbie #style #outfit #blonde #pink aesthetic #tan #comfy casual #juicy couture #velour #crop top #lv bag #long hair #christine quinn

[mintmilano]

let me just binge Legendary I guess.

#Juicy Couture and Yohji Yamamoto top two this season btw #House of Revlon is last to me because I will never cheer for France

[animutate]

FUCKK yes big juicy is back on spotify

#top 10 album of all time i love juicy couture and cadillacs

[bagwellj40]

#accessories #outerwear #fashion accessories #jewlery #purses #leather wallets #vintage #juicy couture #steve madden #earrings #tops

[reaperkaneki]

spent the day coordinating outfits with the squad to extremely varied results. movie good

#still obsessed with that juicy couture top that is like three sizes too small for cam #but it called to us and anyway nothing is in his size and hes a man who will commit to the bit #me n nanas concept was cambo barbie and though it was a huge pain we also committed. to. the fucking. BIT #also very funny to have my face obscured in both photos bc like. one of the frw times ive worn makeup lmfao

[donatellawritings]

ON MY KNEES BEGGING TO KNOW HOW BFF!RAFE FEELS ABOUT LATINA READER GETTING DRUNK OR DOING COKE LLAPLSPLSPLS!!!!!

you were the prettiest girl at the party. all tipsy and glossy eyed, plump tits on full display as they bounced around in your skimpy triangle bikini, the fat of your plush ass cheeks poking out from underneath your lily pink juicy couture miniskirt as you pranced your way around topper’s backyard, dior kitten heels sporadically clicking against the cobblestone pavement. your bronze skin shimmered under the warm sun, shiny blown out hair flowing against the slight breeze as you found yourself topping your head back, the bff locket that rafe had bought you just a few weeks against glinting as the smooth shot of tequila slid down your throat.

you loved pool parties — even more so, now that you were able to properly debut the new fuschia diamond butterfly belly ring that dangled and shined with each sway of your hips.

scrunching your cute little button nose, you let out a shaky exhale, the burn of the alcohol now dull as you quickly shoved the bitter slice of lime between your shiny and swollen lips, “papito, that burned!” you whined with a short and breathy laugh, shuddering as chills ran across your warm body.

“yeah? told y’that s’gonna be your last one tonight, a’ight?” rafe tuts, gently pulling the now wilted slice of lime from your mouth, while swiftly removing the shot glass from your small hand, his gaze on you firm as you hold up your arms with forced pouty lips, “c’mon kid — can’t carry y’around right now,” he sighs, running a quick hand over his tight jaw.

rolling your eyes you poke out a wobbly bottom lip, your gaze unsteady as you stumble into rafe’s chest, “i thought y’were my best friend, papi!” you mumbled, completely obvious to the way your needy words made rafe’s stomach flip.

drunk and all, you always knew just how to get rafe to give into your every little stupid whim — so, you saved ‘papi’ for when things had to go your way.

gently grabbing you with a light pinch of your cherub cheeks, rafe looks you over, your dewy bambi eyes struggling to remain straight, “hey! cut it out, this is why i didn’t want y’drinkin,” his hand squeezes just a bit tighter, his brows furrowed as he watches fat tears well up at your waterline, “don’t start that cryin’, mama — i will take y’home,” he reprimands lowly, his bright blue eyes stoic and stern.

it was all too much for you. the blaring trap music, your tummy swirling, brain fuzzy from all the alcohol, and now your best friend was made at you? there was only so much that a delicate girl like you could take — so, all it took was that one empty threat to trigger the waterworks.

with a small sniffle, you take a quivering breath, “y-you’re mad at me?”

pursing his lips into a firm line, rafe shares a knowing look with topper who raises his hands up in surrender, “no, princess —”

“i just wanted t-to have so-some fun! m’sorry r-rafe,” you hiccuped, pulling your face out of rafe’s grip as you rushed to knuckle away your hot tears, your swollen tits jiggling with each uneven breath you took, “m’gonna g-go home by my-myself,” you heaved, your voice squeaky.

motioning towards you with wild hands, rafe shakes his head, defeated, at topper, “m’gonna take her crybaby ass home,”

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half awake, with the side of your soft cheek mushed against rafe’s shoulder, you kept your legs securely wrapped around his waist, semi-consciously wiggling your cute ass against his supporting hand. you couldn’t help yourself, rafe was so tall, and you were so pathetically drunk — you needed to be clung to him, and it warmed your pretty little heart.

“i looove you, papito,” you sang, pressing wet and sloppy pecks to the side of rafe’s jaw as he entered his bedroom with a relieved sigh. raising your heavy head off of rafe’s shoulder, you reach a dainty hand up to squish his cheeks together, with a sickeningly sweet giggle, “best friends forever, right?” you questioned, unfocused eyes all glazed and full of intense admiration.

letting out a sharp breath, rafe nudges your locket with his index finger — you were so out of it and loopy, rafe knew that he could say anything and you wouldn’t remember it, “always be y’best friend, until y’smarten up and be my girl. how does that sound, princess?” rafe smiles, unbuckling his belt with his free hand, his other still keeping you securely hoisted around his waist.

an exaggerated gasp leaves your faded glossy lips, “thought i was your girl already, papi?” you pouted, throwing your head back with a loud huff as rafe snakes a hand up to the back of your head, lightly pushing to get your teary gaze to meet his.

“no more cryin’, y’know exactly what i mean.” rafe reprimands gently, lowering you to stand on wobbly feet as you stumble backwards, “c’mon, mama — need y’to stand up just a little bit, yeah?” rafe grabs your elbow, his sober eyes set on you as you bite down into your bottom lip, far too deep in your drunken thought.

you loved your rafey and it broke your little heart to think that he believed otherwise — and maybe it was the alcohol talking, but you needed him to know that you were his girl through and through.

“maybe you can make me your girl, one day?”

cocking his head to the side, rafe breathes out a nervous chuckle, reaching up to scratch at the nape of his neck, “yeah, sweet girl — one day,” he assured you, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of you bouncing with utter joy, your shiny eyes beaming as you flop down into rafe’s bed.

letting out a sigh of content, your swollen lips ache from your stretched out grin, “m’gonna be your girl!” you cheer, your once drowsy state now turned to a hyper fit of excitement as rafe presses his lips to the top of your head.

#asks #anon #obx #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron x reader #obx imagine #rafe cameron smut #rafe x reader #bff!rafe

[cranberryjuice-posts]

- on the court -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Reader

Synopsis - Clarisse underestimates you because of how feminine you are.

Most people assumed you just enjoyed makeup and nails and other shit like that. Which you did of course, you always made it a point to have your hair styled, your makeup done, your nails with a fresh coat of paint, and your lip combo was always on top.

Though there was something you liked more than makeup and all that. It was basketball.

Basketball was something you grew up with. Your parent helped introduce you to the sport and from there you only grew more fascinated with it. Joining your schools team every year and constantly going to games.

It had been your dream to go to college for basketball to!. At camp though you hadn’t really played. For some reason you never felt the draw to it which was in usual for you.

One night you couldn’t sleep. It was later but some kids were still up goofing off, mostly older campers. Throwing on a pink cropped hoodie that matched your juicy couture track suit.

Walking past the bonfire and the stoners you eventually made it to the court. Your Special place. When everything felt confusing and down basketball always brought you back.

Playing currently were some ares kids. One that caught your attention was clarisse. You both had been flirting back and forth for a while now, nothing to serious but serious enough that neither of you tried anything with anyone else.

Stepping onto the concrete slab you waited and watched as clarisse got her final shot for the game. As she made it with easy she turned around hearing your clapping.

Quickly she walked over, not wanting to seem rude. “Hey beautiful” she smiled leaning onto the sponge pad.

“Hi” you giggled.

“Come to watch me play?” She lightly flirted, every chance y’all got it was spent with light jabs at one another.

You shook your head “nah I’m here to play”

She just laughed not taking you serious. “Yeah? And how are you gonna play with your acrylics”

Clarisses Brother passed the ball over giving you the chance to steal it from her. “I guess we’ll see”

Your wide and cocky smile was the last thing clarisse saw before you practically dog walked her. Not giving her a chance to take the ball from you, making multiple shots from anywhere on the court and even when she had the ball you some how managed to take it back.

After the eighth score you looked back to see the once proud girl panting and embarrassed.

You walked over and smiled up at her. “What was That about me not being able to play?”

“Shut up” she scoffed with a mixture of annoyance and being flustered. That just made your smile become wider. “Someone’s mad”

“Am not” she quickly denied trying to act as though the entire one on one didn’t happen. You just rolled your eyes, planting a kiss on her cheek you shoved the ball back into her body.

“I’ll see you around La rue” her stunned face made you giggle while walking away, it was late enough.

#lesbian #wlw #clarisse la rue #clarisse pjo #clarisse x reader #percy jackson fanfiction #clarisse larue #clarisse my beloved #percy jackson show #pjo fandom #clarisse x female reader #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse x you

[ohimsummer]

i have to talk about my obsession with a bimbo-themed outfit featuring a hot pink juicy couture tracksuit or I will explode. minors dni

your lips and tits. that’s where gojo and geto’s eyes go, respectively.

a pink tongue darts over gojo’s lips as he gets lost in the shininess of your lipgloss, lightly tinged with a touch of pink. he wants to grab hold of your waist and pull you into him, kiss you over and over for hours until there’s not a smudge of lipgloss left. fiddle with the strings of your thong peeking out the hem of your tracksuit pants while you sit on his lap, layering messy kisses on his cheeks and marking him as yours with your glossy lip stains. run his fingers over the bedazzled words stretched over your ass, giving it a smack and kissing you again while you’re in shock. every time you utter a word, take a bite of food, blue trails straight to your lips to watch the way they move. his dick stiffens at the thought of them kissing his abs, wandering lower and lower until you’re taking him down your throat and leaving a messy coating of gloss down the length of his cock.

geto fares no better, prying eyes stuck on the curve of your chest, right above where the lowered zipper stops to expose the plump flesh of your tits. they catch his gaze with every step you take, every bounce and jiggle that threatens to send them spilling out of your top. yeah, he’s caught a few peeks of the white tube top hidden underneath, but it’s not doing much good at holding everything in, honestly. and from geto’s angle above you, he can see even better, shamelessly staring straight down your top. his finger twitches, along with something in his pants. he’s just aching to grab a handful of them, slip his fingers beneath the cropped, pink jacket until they brush your nipples. geto’s eyes quickly dart up to yours whenever the attention is on him, but the red flush on his face dares to give him away. all he can think of is ripping that little top open and swirling your nipples on his tongue, teeth biting and tugging them until you’re whining, grinding down on his thigh — just the image of you arching into his mouth for more has suguru going crazy.

tagz: @anthoosies !!

#I will write more about reader in her y2k pink bimbo juicy couture fit but for now #I leave you with this……🫶🏾 #suguru geto imagine #satoru gojo imagine #satosugu x reader imagine #Jjk imagine #Satoru x reader #suguru x reader #geto x reader #gojo x reader #⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ summy is thinking . . . ｡⋆