#jude adams foster

[forbescaroline]

11k celebration: top 50 m/f friendships (as voted by my followers) #22. callie adams foster and jude adams foster - the fosters

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[scottstiles]

Jude's a special kid. I appreciate what you're trying to do, Lena, but what makes him special, gets him beat up.

[sapphirebluejewel]

Endless List of Platonic Relationships That I Love - The Adams Foster Family

"DNA does not make a family, love does."

[musicaddictand]

Kalama Epstein in gay roles

[fanfics4all]

Never Give Up: Part 2

Request: Yes / No Please can we get a part 2 to Never Give Up with Callie reuniting with her brother and her/ the family supporting the brother? Anon

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Callie Adams-Foster x Brother!Reader 

Word count: 537

Warnings: Just some comfort! 

Y/N: Your Name 

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The ride home was quiet. The only sounds were the hum of the engine and the occasional sniffle from me as I stared out the window, exhausted. My body felt heavy like all the fight had drained out of me the second Stef pulled me into that hug on the bridge. I still didn’t know what to think. My mind was a mess of emotions- guilt, relief, and doubt. 

Stef had already called Lena, and I knew the second I walked through that door, I was going to have to face my family. A part of me still wasn’t sure if I deserved that if I deserved them. I expected Stef or Mike to say something, maybe lecture me or tell me how stupid I had been. But they didn’t. Stef just kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror, her eyes filled with something I couldn’t quite place. And Mike? He gave me a small nod when we pulled into the driveway like he was letting me know I wasn’t alone. I swallowed hard as I stepped out of the car, my stomach twisting with nerves. The second I stepped inside, the front door barely had time to close before I was practically tackled. 

“Y/N!” 

I barely had time to register what was happening before Callie and Jude wrapped their arms around me the tightest, holding on like they were afraid I’d disappear again. I felt Mariana and Jesus hugging me too, Brandon’s hand gripping my shoulder tightly. 

“You scared the hell out of us!” Callie’s voice cracked as she buried her face in my hoodie. 

“Don’t ever do that again.” 

Jude clung to my side, his small arms squeezing as tightly as they could. 

“We thought we lost you.” 

I didn’t realize I was shaking until I felt them holding onto me. My breath hitched, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I let myself lean into them, let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, I really was a part of this family. 

Mariana pulled away slightly, wiping her eyes. “You’re stuck with us, okay? No getting rid of us.” 

Jesus nodded, his voice unusually serious. “Yeah, you’re our brother, whether you like it or not.” 

Brandon exhaled, shaking his head. “We were all so scared, man.” 

I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I’m sorry…” My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. 

Callie pulled back just enough to cup my face, her eyes full of something fierce and unbreakable. 

“You don’t have to be sorry. You just have to believe us when we say we love you.” 

Jude nodded quickly. “And that you’re not going anywhere. Ever.” 

Tears burned behind my eyes as I looked at all of them, their faces filled with nothing but love and relief. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel like I had to fight like I had to prove I deserved to be here. Maybe I always did. 

Lena stepped forward then, her eyes glassy as she smoothed a hand over my hair before pulling me into a warm hug. “Welcome home, sweetheart.” 

I closed my eyes, finally letting the tears spill over as I whispered. “I’m home.” 

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[cowboylikedean]

look i know i'm about to post about the fosters in 2024 but listen okay.... jude adams foster is one of the most incredible stories of queer self acceptance in a way that is far too poetic and true for this silly little abc family show. and it astounds me evey time. every time. like the way his journey of questioning "who am i?" intertwines together all the different pieces of who he is so well that none can be separated. which means as his queerness grows, so does everything else that creates his "self." in other words, he becomes bigger, like the essence of him. and as he grows, so does his queerness. because his queerness is him in a way that is so foundational it cannot be broken down fully. and he's what some would consider a side character (to callie's story) of a really stupid abc family show that features the most ridiculous copaganda presented in the most hilariously wholesome light while at the same time being truly progressive... it's such an interesting and also absolutely ridiculous intersection of progress and oppression and nothing about this show makes sense to me. i have rewatched it so many times, and every time i am astounded. LOOK AT JUDE!!!! like NEVER have i seen a more realistic queer journey of self expression. and by queer here, i mean label queer. i mean undefinable queer. i mean queer as in weird.

as jude understands and creates jude he defines his authentically queer life. AND LIKE!!!!!!!!

how does this show WORK i don't understand but oh my god i love it. from a sociological lens, from an artistic one... i just... love.

[echoxchenford]

OMGOMGOMG HIIII GUYS !!

long time no talk !! but i’m back !! i’ve been busy (sorta-ish) & trying to survive. also i kinda forgot about this app, so whoops 🫣

BUT I RECENTLY STARTED RE-WATCHING ‘THE FOSTERS’ AND I FORGOT HOW MUCH I LOVE STEF AND LENA 😭❤️‍🩹 they’re so ‼️💖 i’m obsessed with them once again!! (hate brallie. love judeconner & judenoah. love noah as jesus.)

this scene >>

❤️‍🩹💖

[anewkindofme]

If there was ever any proof needed that Jude is the favorite, it's how easy he got off for meeting that guy off Gr*ndr. (Or whatever the show equivalent was)

They were just all soft like "That's so scary, bud! Never do it again!!!"

Had this been Brandon or Callie or god forbid, Mariana, hell would have broken lose.

[swifteforeverandalways]

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

The Fosters is one of the best shows I have ever seen.

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 128. jude adams foster and connor stevens - the fosters

[moonofthechilcotin]

My Fosters Universe headcanons /thoughts nobody asked for:

(Adter a millionth rewatch, but first one in years! And 1st Good Trouble, but only the Moms episode 😂🫣)

-Although it's an adjustment for everyone, the dynamics of having Callie, Jude and Jesus *only* at home while Mariana and Brandon are at uni/music school must have been so nice. With all the teenage drama over (for the most part).

-Jude misses having everyone together (and Mariana is her favourite for everything gossip, painting nails and self-care) but having less of everything going on around means he gets to find himself and find his voice too and spend quality time with his moms. (And bond with Jesus too). This sweet, introverted soul needs space and peace to grow.

-I feel like Emma and Jesus sorta outgrew each other? I dunno, love them both but it seems like they don't want the same thing and it was kinda forced in the end.

-Stef and Lena make sure to have regular date nights, and I also wish they didn't foster another kid right away. They love kids and being parents but I feel like they also are allowed to be on their own for a while.

-Stef becoming a social worker is fantastic 👌 I see her starting to work with Rita on various initiatives and really dig the mindfulness etc. I see her doing a lot of work on herself to deal with her deep rooted I securities and internalized homophobia and really being able to reach out and do good work once her own issues are worked on. (I relate a lot to Stef if you couldn't tell)

-Stef and Lena are going strong, making them the couple all of their friends look up to. But mostly it matters because they love each other and continuously support each other and now that there is time and space, work on themselves and their relationship. "Oh honey our love will survive the ages"[Lena to Stef in Good Trouble] 🥹

-Stef threatens to post embarrassing photos of her kids on Instagram if they don't call/text/give sign of life every once in a while. (Once everyone is out of the house). They laugh it off, Jesus is the first victim with a photo of him as a 10 yo, teeth missing and a bowl of Spaghetti in his hair. (Brandon is collateral damage in the background). Lena doesn't officially approve, but she reposts on her story. The kids are pretty good with checking-in after that.

-Callie is a total mommy's girl. She loves both her moms, but will tend to reach out to Stef more. Lena doesn't mind, she knows Callie loves her too.

-I think Stef should've gone to Venezuala, even if just for a few months. She freaking deserves her moment too, (this is not against Lena, I absolutely love them both). But I think it would have been something great for Stef to do. (And maybe with Callie coming for part of it because why not ?! Mom/daughter bonding ?!)

-I wish they didn't sell the house 😭😭 in my head they rent it out and plan to grow old in that home.

-Jesus, Wyatt and Gabe would have been great doing the Out on a limb company together

-I don't dig the Jude/Carter thing at all

-The Connor thing took me by surprise too?!

Voilà. Just off-loading my brain here

[simply-ellas-stuff]

Jude: *is sweet*

Callie: You high?

Jude: Incredibly

I am CACKLING rn

[aspecbuddie]

lmao brandon and jude interrogating joaquin

(I've missed jude so much 🥺)

[afostersblog]

Hi , My name is Marques. Recently I was let go from my job, and in the process of me finding a job, my bills had piled up, and now I’m in a desperate hole. My electricity is on the verge of being cut off, as well as me losing my apartment, I currently live in. I can’t even feed my dog, Chewbacca. (pictured above) if anyone can please help with any type of assistance, I would greatly appreciate it.

[fanfics4all]

Never Give Up: Part 5

Request: Yes / No I don't have a plot in mind but do I would love for a part 5 of never give up? Anon

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The Adams-Foster family x Male!Reader 

Word count: 878

Warnings: Y/N struggling with anger? Should be it

Y/N: Your Name 

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The second session felt worse than the first. At least last time, Lena was there. Now, I was alone. I sat stiffly on the couch, arms crossed, my leg bouncing. Dr. Reynolds sat across from me, with the same calm expression on his face, as if he wasn’t phased by how tense I was. 

“How are you feeling today, Y/N?” 

I shrugged. “Fine.” 

He hummed. “Alright. Last time, you mentioned feeling like a burden. I want to explore that a little more, if that’s okay.” 

I tensed but didn’t say no.

“Tell me about your foster homes. What were they like?” 

I scoffed. “You mean the ones that just wanted a paycheck? Or the ones that barely tolerated me? Or maybe the ones that sent us back because they think I’m some defective product?” 

Dr. Reynolds didn’t react, just nodded. “It sounds like you felt unwanted.” 

I swallowed hard. “Yeah, no shit.” 

He stayed quiet for a moment before asking. “Did any of them make you feel safe?” 

I let out a sharp breath, shaking my head. 

“Safe?” I repeated bitterly. 

“Safe wasn’t a thing in foster care. It was knowing no one actually gave a damn about me.” My voice was rising, and my breathing getting faster. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. 

Dr. Reynolds watched me carefully. “You’re angry.” 

“No shit, Sherlock!” I snapped, glaring at him. 

“What, you think talking about this is gonna make me feel better? That digging up all this crap is gonna help?” 

“I think understanding your anger will.” His voice was still calm, even as mine was shaking. 

“Your anger isn’t the problem, Y/N. It’s what you do with it that matters.” 

I grit my teeth, my chest tightening. “What am I supposed to do? Just pretend I’m not pisssed all the time? 

“No.” He said simply. “But you can learn to control it instead of letting it control you.” 

I scoffed. “Yeah? And how am I supposed to do that?” 

Dr. Reynolds leaned forward slightly. “There are a few techniques we can try. Have you ever heard of grounding exercises?” 

I frowned. “Like… standing on the ground?” 

He almost smiled. “Not exactly. It’s a way to bring yourself back when you feel overwhelmed. One method is the 5-4-3-2-1 technique. You focus on five things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, and one thing you can taste. It helped your mind slow down.” 

I let out a slow breath, still tense. “And that’s supposed to magically fix me?” 

“There’s nothing to fix, Y/N.” His voice was firm but gentle. 

“Your feelings aren’t wrong. But I want to help you find ways to handle them that don’t hurt you or other people.” I stared at the floor, my hands still trembling. 

“Would you be willing to try?” 

I hesitated, then slowly unclenched my fists, taking a shaky breath. 

“...Maybe.” 

When I stepped out of Dr. Reynold’s office, I felt like I had just run a marathon. My body was exhausted, my head was pounding, and my chest was still tight from holding in all that anger. I didn’t even know what I was supposed to do with everything he said. Lena was waiting for me in the lobby, scrolling through her phone. When she looked and saw me, her eyes immediately scanned my face like she was trying to figure out if I was okay. 

I shoved my hands in my pockets. “Can we just go?” 

She didn’t push, just nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.” 

The ride home was quiet, aside from the hum of the radio. I stared out the window, still gripping onto the tension in my chest, even though the session was over. Lena didn’t say anything, but I could feel her glancing at me every now and then. When we got back to the house, I barely had a chance to take my shoes off before Callie popped her head around the corner. 

“How’d it go?” She asked, her voice gentle but curious. 

I shrugged, not meeting her eyes. “It was fine.” 

Callie frowned. “That’s all you’re gonna say?” 

What else is there to say?” I muttered, kicking off my shoes and heading for the stairs. 

“Y/N-” 

“I’m gonna go lie down.” I interrupted, already halfway up. 

I didn’t wait for a response. I just shut my bedroom door behind me and flopped onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. My hands were still shaking. My head was still racing. I clenched my fists again. 

Five things I can see… 

The ceiling. The window. My hoodie on the chair. The lightbulb. The crack in the wall from when I punched it. 

Four things I can touch… 

The blanket. My pillow. The cool metal of my belt buckle. The rough fabric of my jeans. 

Three things I can hear… 

The hum of the heater. Callie and Lena talking downstairs. A car passing outside. 

Two things I can smell… 

My shampoo. The faint scent of coffee from this morning. 

One thing I can taste… 

The lingering bitterness of my own frustration. 

I exhaled, my hands slowly unclenching. The shaking lessened, just a little. Maybe this wasn’t complete bullshit after all. 

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