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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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ALONE IN MADRID--- jude bellingham
pairings! jude bellingham x fem!collegestudent!reader
in which, you're an international student at University of Madrid feeling homesick, and happen to stumble upon a certain English footballer who feels the same way.
warnings: none i think, just homesickness, and a bit of fluff
dialogue in italics are in spanish
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Madrid was a beautiful city, there were no doubts about that. You had wanted to move their since your early teens, and in your senior year, decided to apply to the University of Madrid. Needless to say, you went, "it'd be a good experience," you told your parents, convinced your non-fluency in Spanish wouldn't be a problem. "I'm sure there are a lot of students who speak English." Another one of your desperate attempts to convince yourself that Spain was the country for you.
Now, you were in Madrid, the city of your dreams, or so you had thought. You lived with a girl you had found on instagram, two months before moving to Madrid to be your roommate. Her name was Isa, you had noticed she was on your spanish literature class roster, and had sent her a dm. She was now your only friend in Spain, she was a Madrid native, and seemed to not understand that you needed her to speak slower, or at least try to help teach you some slang. You shared a two bedroom apartment with a pretty view, and no air conditioning, or heat. Isa was the one who had chosen it, for the apartment you liked was in an area that was apparently incredibly dangerous.
Your first days in Madrid were something out of a dream. Isa showed you around the city, your Spanish wasn't the best, but she helped out, she still did, a bit, but not as much. You ate amazing food, and partied all the time for the first two months. Turns out, if you show up to class hungover, and without fluency in spanish, you start to fail. That call from your parents was not very fun, so you stopped partying and skipping out on doing homework to ogle at hot Spanish guys. That was probably for the better.
Now it was winter in Madrid, it was freezing. You're Spanish had gotten good enough that you could get a job at some restaurant that you probably were going to get fired from because despite being better, was not good enough for the people at the restaurant. Thankfully, you had Isa, who let you raid her parents house to get a bunch of warm jackets. You were very thankful for how fashionable a younger Isa was.
"Mi muñeca, how are you?" Isa asked, patting your shoulder's from behind.
"Okay. I think I'm going to go on like some walk or something." you replied, shutting the schoolbook you were trying to read, and standing up. "I feel like I need to do something here. I mean I've only been here for like four months, and it's supposed to be like my dream city."
"When you get home I'll make you sangria, it's the weekend!" Isa exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "No classes for like two days!"
"Woo!" You said semi-enthusiastically.
"Sorry, I forgot you still have work." Isa commented, pressing a kiss against the top of your head. Isa was very affectionate, but still gave you space, she was like the perfect roommate.
"I actually only have it later tonight." You said. "But I hate work."
"Think of money." Isa said. "Okay, I'm going to have a date with this handsome guy, and since you're at work, do you mind if I bring him back here?"
"No, don't have sex on my bed though." You replied, purposely speaking English. Isa laughed, her English wasn't the best, but she understood most of the sentence.
Walks weren't something you usually enjoyed, most of the time you just sat down in the nearby park, but with the rise of the "hot girl walk," you popped in your rip-off airpods and turned on your favorite playlist (a/n i had to rep my $20 amazon airpods). You were bundled up in your favorite hoodie, baggy jeans tucked into fluffy socks, high rise sneakers, and one of Isa's old black puffers. For some reason, people in Spain had an animosity towards sweatpants, which left your legs cold for majority of the season.
Madrid was pretty in winter, especially when it snowed, which it had yesterday. You were incredibly thankful for the people you had scene two days ago salting the side walks. You were kicking away piles of snow, happily examining the scenery, until you noticed someone sprinting down the sidewalk. You continued walking, a bit slower, and examining the guy in the slight distance. He was handsome, no doubt about that, tall, brown skin, a clean haircut, and as a he got closer. He seemed to get more attractive, pretty brown eyes, and an amazing face. You continued walking, convinced the guy would run by, and not spare you a second glance, but no, he slowed down, and pointed to you, saying something that was muted by your headphones. You pointed at yourself, silently asking if he was pointing at you or someone behind you. He nodded, and you pulled out your headphones.
"Hablo ingles?" He asked in not the best Spanish.
"Yeah, I do. It's my first language, why?" You asked, tilting your head.
"Oh my god, yes! You're like one of the only people I met who are fluent in English." He said excitedly, before remembering the question he was meant to ask. "Wait, um, what does "tu eres muy guapo mean," all these girls keep on telling me that and asking me for autographs."
"You are very handsome," you translated with a smile. Was this guy famous, he had to be if girls wanted autographs from him.
"Thanks." He replied with a smile. "You're pretty, too."
"Oh, I was translating for you." You told him. The confident look on his face fell, and was replaced with embarrassment. "Oh, you are good-looking, and thanks. I don't know how you're famous, like if you're a musician, actor, or athlete, but those girls were just fangirls, probably praying you'd write your number on the autograph."
He smiled, and scratched his neck, a perfect smile that awoke the butterflies in your stomach.
"Well, it sounds good to here someone talk in English, so if you'd want my number . . ." He let the opportunity hang in the air for a second as you processed what he was offering. Either friendship, or perhaps a date.
"That sounds good. I mean I haven't set up my phone so that I have cell service here, yet, but if I see messages come through. I do reply." You told him with a smile. "I'm Y/N, by the way. Nice to meet, you."
"I'm Jude." He replied, waving goodbye as you continued walking down the street. Mentally skipping with joy, finally, you could talk with someone in your native tongue, even if you had just met him, and he obviously had some sort of fangirl following behind him.
A/N: hope you all enjoyed this little story! It's my first story on tumblr, and when I was writing this my computer completely glitched out, and the doc showed up as blank. I panicked so badly, but I reloaded it, and all my words came back, so thank the magic of the internet for this story actually coming out. Most of my characters will probably be America 'cause I am 🦅, so just wanted to let everyone know that.
I'll probably make a part two to this, maybe it'll turn into a mini series, I guess we'll see! Anyways, love y'all.
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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It’s hard to ignore the band on his fourth finger.
That’s why you pointed it out in the first place. Back in your hometown and visiting your parents, running into Jude while shopping in your local supermarket was not on your mind. But he was here, reaching into the same pile of apples as you. It’s his hometown too, the only thing you share now. “Who’s the lucky girl?” you ask, a smile plastered on your face, but it doesn’t reach your shifting eyes.
Jude freezes momentarily before responding with her name. “She's in one of these aisles somewhere," He points at your basket, "Pie for your mum?" You nod. Of course he remembers, you think to yourself. Somehow this is the same Jude you grew up with who spent days at a time in your childhood home. The same Jude who your parents considered as much their own as his family thought of you.
The same Jude who never stopped loving you.
“How long have you been back?” you ask.
“A few months now. Our baby is due soon, and you know my mum, eager as ever to be involved.” He moved back, started a family, and settled down. You try to distract yourself from the fact that he is doing everything you said you would do together but with someone else.
“She’s gonna be so glad to hear you’re back, too,” he starts. “I-she misses you a lot." He rubs at his neck nervously in anticipation of your answer.
“I’m only visiting, Jude,” it’s the first time you’ve said his name in a long time, leaving a bittersweet taste in your mouth. He frowns, but nods anyway, taking it as a reminder that this isn't like before. “I’m sure she’s very excited to have a grandchild.”
“I always thought it would be you.” His words stun you. You see the guilt in his eyes as the word leave his lips. “I mean, you know… after everything.” Before you can respond, you see two hands encircle his waist from behind. Her hands.
You want to scream that it should have been you, that if you had the chance to change everything, it would be different. That if he asked you right now, you'd stay. But you know it's no use; not now, not ever.
"I'll get going," you excuse yourself in a hurry.
"It was good to see you," he says softly. You give him a nod and spare his growing family a glance. The apples never make it into your basket.
You'll go home and eat a slice of pie with your mother. She will try and convince you to stay a while longer and promise your favourite meals. You'll tell her about Jude, about his wife and future child, and the words he uttered.
Your mom will look at you sympathetically, a hand on your shoulder.
"Oh honey, we all thought it would be you."
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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just want to kiss jude silly is that too much to ask for
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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goodnight to crazy people only
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐫; 𝐣𝐛𝟓
summary: jude comes home from his time in america with a few lessons learned and a gift for you.
pairing: jude bellingham x fem!culer reader
warnings: swearing
word count: 1,365
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when you got the call from your boyfriend that he would be accepting the offer from real madrid to play for the fierce rivals of your childhood club, barcelona, you didn't know how to feel. you would always be the first person to tell anyone that he deserved everything when it came to his career because you knew how much he deserved to be playing for the best club he could. but that didn't mean it didn't sting when he told you he would be playing for los blancos next season.
you had made it very clear to jude, not so long after you had started dating, that you would never get in the way of his career, and that you knew what it meant to be dating a footballer. you loved jude more than anyone, and being with him came with sacrifices, sacrifices that you were more than willing to make. moving because of him would never be a problem, spending less time with him because of how much he travelled had never been a problem either, because you knew he'd do the same for you. you didn't however, take into consideration that he could end up playing for the team you hated most in the whole world.
you had also made it very clear, from the moment he was announced at real madrid, that you would rather be caught dead than be caught wearing a real madrid shirt. "oh, come on," he had said when you looked in disgust at the shirt with his name on that he had just handed you.
"but it's horrible," was your reply. it was a conflicted feeling. you had always worn his shirt to every game of his you attended, and the fact that you were unable to do that now hurt you a little, but, again, there was no way you were going to be wearing that shirt. "i'll just wear your england one instead."
petty wasn't an adjective you would have used to describe yourself before jude joined madrid, always being more of a forgive-and-forget kind of person, but seeing jude in his training kit, the badge everywhere in your new shared apartment, you knew you had to do something about it.
at every chance you could, you would wear one of your many barcelona shirts, and it was getting to the point where you might as well have had a schedule stuck to your fridge for which days, and which shirt you would be wearing. you also thought it would be a good idea, on one of the days you were picking him up from training, to wear a barça shirt to show your disdain a little bit more.
it was an understatement to say that you were looking forward to the clasico, which was taking place during preseason. regardless of when a clasico was, or how much weighed on the occasion, the feeling was the same, and you knew it would be that way for all the players, too, well, most of the players.
you had tried to warn jude about what an el clasico was like, even when it was a friendly, but he seemed to have not listened to you. during the match, which you had been preparing for all day, not only because of the nerves you carried for your team, but also for jude, knowing that it was such an intense game to play not so far into your real madrid career.
when the inevitable fight broke out your eyes immediately went to find jude, and you couldn't help but giggle when you saw him being pushed away from the fight by a barcelona player of all people. he looked so confused, and you weren't surprised one bit. the el clasico was nothing like anything he had experienced in germany, der klassiker only being a big game because of the fact that dortmund and bayern were the two biggest teams, rather than the fact that there were a lot of political rivalries like there were in the biggest game in spain.
it was fun watching him play, though, and you couldn't wait for him to get home from preseason so you could not only talk to him about the clasico, but also what it was like to play for madrid for the first time. there was a part of you that felt strange looking at someone, who played for real madrid, and feeling so much pride, but when it came to jude, your feelings had never been anything more than intense, your mind struggling to make sense of them at the best of times.
"so how was it?" you asked jude, sitting on the sofa after greeting him for a good five minutes at the door.
"it was good, yeah, it was very intense, but that's what i expected anyway," jude grabbed your hand, his hands had barely left you since he got back. he hated being away from you, especially when it was in another country because he never liked not being able to talk to you whenever he wanted because of time zones. so finally being able to touch you and hold you after so long, it was no surprise that he refused to let you go.
"how did you find your first el clasico?" you smirked as you said it, jude giving you a pointed look and you knew he was thinking about the text that you had sent him after the match, where you made sure to joke with him about how he had reacted to the fight.
"i know you told me it was going to be intense, even in a friendly, but i was just lost. i didn't have a clue what to do or say, because i couldn't understand a word anyone was saying to each other."
"i can teach you some stuff if you want," you tapped his thigh, smiling at him. "you know, some fighting talk."
jude laughed. "yeah, i'm gonna pass on your offer, knowing you you'd just teach me stuff that would make me look stupid, i know you're not on my side."
you gasped looking offended, placing your hand on your chest to further the dramatics. "i'm always on your side, just not when you're playing for that team."
"i got you something by the way," he said, getting up and walking over to where he had left his suitcase, where he unzipped it and pulled a bag out from inside. "here."
he handed you the bag, sitting back down beside you. you brought your brows together in confusion, looking at the bag before slowly opening it and reaching inside. your hand landed on a piece of fabric, pulling it out of the bag you realised it was a barcelona shirt, the one for the new season.
"you got me a barcelona shirt?" the smile on your face stretched from ear to ear, as you held the shirt out in front of you looking at the front of it.
"not just any barcelona shirt, turn it around."
you did as he said, turning the shirt in your hands, looking at the back only to realise it said 'pedri 8' on it. "you got me a pedri shirt? oh my god, i love you so much."
he knew that pedri was your favourite barcelona player, and he also knew that you had gotten his shirt for the two previous seasons, so he knew he had to get this one. "it's his."
you looked at jude, confused. "what do you mean it's his?"
"i mean, it's the shirt he wore in the match."
your mouth dropped open in shock. "you're telling me i am holding a match-worn pedri shirt? are you fucking kidding?"
jude nods laughing at the expression on your face, "i asked him before the match if he wanted to swap because i knew you'd want it, and he was more than happy to give it to me."
"you're the best boyfriend in the whole world, you know that, right?" you practically jumped on him, giving him the biggest bear hug, squeezing him so tightly. "in the next el clasico can you try and get me gavi's?"
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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his job is beach!
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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JUDE THATS ENOUGH!!!!!
Also is that Fikayo he’s talking to god they’re all so pretty
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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Heather Havrilesky (Ask Polly) | Mary Oliver
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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i also just saw the barbie movie and safe to say i sobbed like 3 times
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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i need enemies/rivals!jude to bf!jude rn but i’m too lazy to write
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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even though we lost it was so nice seeing my boys
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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MOUNT IS SO SO FIT GUYS
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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what did bernardo silva do to you?
annoyed me
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starboyjude · 1 year ago
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❀ i’ve spent a life time giving u my heart
pairing : brother’s bsf!jude x fem!reader
face claim : nicole wallace
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