[sort of based of this request! so thank you for request. please let me know what you think! always welcome to criticism, also let me know if you would like a series based or this little family! ๐]
[SUMMARY: being soon to be parents is hard especially being so young as well, but Jude and y/n takes everything in their stride]
Youโre feet shuffled across the cold kitchen flooring as you soothed your bump with one hand and held a tub of Ben and Jerry's ice cream in the other, Your seven -month bump slightly peaking out of Judeโs shirt.
โAre you still okay for tomorrow, beautiful?โ Judeโs voice reaches out over the FaceTime call, as you sitback down on the sofa and put the blanket over your bump.
With Jude being in Madrid, it was decided that you would have dinner at his parents' house in England. Due to your frequent travels between England and Madrid, you rarely have the opportunity to spend time with his family, especially with his mother being in the middle.
you placed the laptop on your lap during the ongoing FaceTime call with Jude, โYeah all good jude, what time is your flight backโ your voice grew tired with every sentence you speak.
โflight is about four in the morning will get back home at sevenโJude's voice making you grow even more tired and relaxed.๏ฟผ
๏ฟผYou knew it was difficult for Jude to balance being at the top of the football world and being a father at just twenty years of age, but he never complained about it once
It was unexpected for you to become pregnant, and it came as a surprise since you are only nineteen and Jude is twenty years old, but you both took it as your little blessing.
"Is my little one okay? It seems like she's wearing Mommy out" Jude's voice echoes through the FaceTime call, "we're okay, just tired and the usual sickness," your voice tiredly drawls out.
Since discovering you were pregnant, you have been experiencing severe nausea, even if it was morning or night It felt like a constant battle to keep any food down, and the smell of certain foods would instantly trigger your gag reflex.
"Plus, we miss daddy a lot," you said "fuck,don't do that voice, it turns me on" he added with a rough accent, you tutted โbetter hurry up home thenโ
"I'll be back home shortly, my Love," he said in his gentle Birmingham accent.
you was sound asleep when you heard the keys jingle in the door, the door open and Jude's footsteps slowly and carefully plodding up the stairs.
You hear Jude carefully open the door to the bedroom where you both share. As you shuffle yourself up to sit against the headboard, you reach for the switch to switch on the lamp, and you switch it on.
"What are you doing awake?" Jude's tired voice broke the silence of the room. You turned to see him rubbing his eyes, looking disheveled and exhausted.
"I missed you, heard you trying to be quiet" you admitted "I'm sorry, I just didn't want to disturb you" he replied, a sheepish smile on his face.
"You could never disturb me. I always want to hear your voice." you said softly, Moving to swing your legs out of bed holding your pregnant belly as you trying to ignore the persistent pressure on your bladder.
You sigh, knowing you have to get out of bed to relieve yourself.
โoi what you doing, let me helpโ Judeโs voice fills your ears, as he rushes to be by your side, you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you, supporting your weight.
As he presses a soft kiss to your head, Your loving Jude gently helps you out of bed and guides you to the bathroom, making sure you don't trip over your own feet.
Once youโve emptied your bladder, you get back into bed with a kiss on the cheek from Jude.
You snuggle into the bed sheets, Judeโs bare back now facing you as heโs rambling on about something with his toothbrush in his mouth, you donโt realise your eyes have started to close until you feel the bed dip beside you.
โSorry baby, didn't mean to wake you againโ Jude whispered as he pulled the duvet over the pair of you, with your back facing Jude he slides his arms around you and on to your bump.
"I love you and we both missed you," you murmur softly in response to him, you feel him snuggle into your neck as he presses a soft kiss there.
โhey Jobeโyou slightly laugh out his name as he opens the door only to be thrown into a headlock by his own brother, the pair of them shuffling into the living room as they play fight with each other.
You shut the front door and clean your feet on the doormat before untying your shoelaces and removing your shoes.
You enter the living room and see the two brothers sitting on the sofa with a sour expression and ๏ฟผDenise giving them a look.
"Y/n, lovely seeing you againโ Denise greets you warmly as she glances up and sees you standing in the doorway โyou look amazing, not long left nowโ she hugs you as you smile and look down, โthank you Deniseโ you gushed as you sat in between Jude and Jobe.
โonly a couple more months left, did Jude show you the scan picturesโ you continued.
"Yeah, he did," she replied with a smile. "They're amazing, aren't they? I can't believe how much the baby has grown already."
"I know, it's incredible," you said, excitement evident in your voice. "I can't wait to meet him or her."
"As long as they don't look like Jude, they will be alright" Jobe joked โYouโre literally like a mini Jude, Jobeโ You laughed as you put your hand onto Judeโs thigh.
โIt's nice to know that I can actually grow a beard at the moment" Jude mumbles to himself, but loud enough so that Jobe can hear, "you call that a beard" Jobe laughs as heโs dodging Jude's kick.
As Denise calls all of you over for dinner, Jude gets up first to assist you up, putting one hand on your back as he guides you over to the dinner table, he sits next to you his hand on your thigh.
Mark, Judeโs dad is sat across from you, making slight conversation as you start eating your food.
As you took another bite of your food, your stomach churned you felt a wave of nausea wash over you, you reach out to take a sip of your water to hopefully wash it down.
But as the night went on, the feeling only got worse, your hand went straight over your mouth mumbling your apologies as you rush through the house to get to the bathroom.
He trails behind you, apologizing to his family before heading to the bathroom to assist you, gently rubbing circles on your back as you lean over the toilet, feeling him gather your hair up in his hands.
โyou okay baby?โ His voice soothing you, you lean back into him breathless as the embarrassment washes over you.
โJude, I am deeply embarrassed. Your mother and your entire family are under the impression that I became sick because of the meal she cooked.โYou convey your concern by covering your face with your hands.
โshe doesnโt think that, donโt be stupid they know your struggling with your pregnancyโ Jude tries to calm your down by wrapping his arms around your shoulders as you both sit in the bathroom floor.
โYou okay y/n?โ Deniseโs worried voice makes you look up, as you see her standing in the doorway โsheโs okay mum, bit tired though I thinkโ Jude answers for you as he puts a strand of hair behind your ear.
"I'll set up Jude's room for you both, and maybe it'll be best if you stay overnight, I'll bring some lemonade up to help it helped my morning sickness with Jobe" Denise smiles at you ๏ฟผ.
In a pair of shorts and an old shirt, you lay on the bed of Jude's old bedroom, covered in the familiar smell of his old clothes.
Jude is right next to you, scrolling through his phone on his lap with his hand on your inner thigh as he softly squeezes it, as he as he speaks with Jobe who is laying across the end of the bed, who is also scrolling on his phone.
"How much longer do you have left?" Jobe asks quietly as you open your eyes to his voice. "Just a little over a month, why are you excited, Uncle Jobe?" you playfully respond.
he just hums to your question, focusing back on whatever was on his phone.
The next thing you notice is Jude placing his phone on his bedside table, and then shuffles over and settles his head on your chest while his hands go straight to shirt to lift it up, his hands go to your bump to soothe it.
In your hands, you are gentle touching the ends of his hair gently twisting it and reaching to his scruffy beard gently scratching it as he hums softly to.
When he presses a soft kiss against your bump, your unborn baby gives him a small kick as they responds to his kisses
โDid you feel that?โ Judeโs face snaps around to face you as he realizes what has happened โyeah, going to be like there daddyโ you smile as you stroke his cheek.
โwhat? let me feel, move Judeโ Jobe says as he rushes to your side and he places his own hand on your bump he pushes Jude's hands away as he presses his own against the bump.
โJobe, fucking hell it's my kid.โ Jude leans down for a for a kiss before getting up and making his way to the bathroom. You giggle as you see Jude's scrunched up face as he gets up and goes to the bathroom.
youโve just gotten into bed when Jude come in with a glass of water and places it on your bedside table, โmum says goodnightโ you hum to answer him while tugging him down to yourself.
"Careful," he laughs as he catches himself on his hands as he's above you, your hands go around his neck as you press a kiss to his lips.
His laughter fades into a soft sigh as he leans in for another kiss, his lips meeting yours once more before he puts his face into your neck and presses a few light kisses.
โYou have a good day, baby?โ He mumbles into the crook of your neck โthe best thank jโ you the nickname you call him slides off your tongue easily.
Jude humsโI love you so bloody muchโ
โI love you moreโ you giggle even more when be nips your neck.
He seals your lips together once more, using his knees to spread your thighs a bit further apart for him as he spreads them apart.
In the midst of your kiss, he lets out a breathy moan, courtesy of the fingers which are holding his face, interrupting your kiss with a breathy moan.
Jude utilizes the chance to break away and snag a pillow from his side of the bed, urging your hips up by tapping the fluffy thing against your side.
your lift your back up, and he settles it under your lower back and bum to prop you up. Fortunately for him, he has had extensive experience navigating the challenges of your pregnant belly.
he grips your shorts and carefully pulls them off, taking your knickers off and softly pressing a kiss to your thigh in the progress.
Settling between your thighs, Jude giggles when you wraps your legs around his hips and tugs him closer.
Judeโs body hovers over yours , love-sick smiles a breath away from meeting each other, and he drags his fingers through your folds, groaning at how slick youโve become.๏ฟผ
โOh fuckโ you whisper into Judeโs ear, biting back a grin as Jude grips his cock with the fingers that had previously been fondling you.
Jude smiles as their chests are pressed together, enjoying the feeling of their stomachs touching while he guides himself into your slit.
Jude hums appreciatively, eyes fluttering shut as he basks in how warm and gooey you are for him. He'd almost forgotten how it felt to have you this desperate for him and his touch.
โNeed to be quiet, Jobe next doorโ he whispered as a moan ripped though your body.
"Oh it's so good darling," he mumbles to you, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. He made a gentle backward slip, pulling the hips back gently as he slipped forward again, his breath stuttering as he dutifully slipped forward once again.
Guiding him, you softly release a moan, lowering one hand to the lower part of his back. With a whisper that tickles his ear, you affirm, "Jude, So so good." Tickled by the sensation, he squirms slightly and responds with a small laugh.
Jude soft with his movements, cautious of the baby between yourself, "made for being wrapped me huh?" And jude thinks nothing ever been truer.
Your arms were made to hold him, youe hands were made for pulling him closer and closer, and your heart was made to completely consume his.
you reached your high before him, rolling your hips up to try and bring him to the edge, grinding down into your heat as his cock twitches and buries deep in your walls.
Jude knows youโre watching his eyes scrunch shut and his gaping mouth curl into a breathy laugh as he comes โsorry baby, too tired for another oneโ he breathes into your neck.
As you nod and brush the sweaty spots from his forehead to soothe him and just like that, he is already able to feel lighter. He never has to sorry with you, youโll always be here for him.
Baby!sainz when sheโs in a secret relationship and no one knows about it and when she goes to a race everyone is trying to get her attention but she wonโt cause sheโs glide to her phone and when she takes a nap or goes to sleep they take her phone and find out sheโs been in a relationship
(Hope that makes sense)
Don't woory love,it made 100% sense. I hope this is what you imagined. Enjoy reading and let me know if you have any requests.
For the boyfriendI went with Jude Bellingham.
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No Part 2!!!!
The secret boyfriend
It was a sunny day at the Barcelona Paddock. The atmosphere was electric, and the weather was perfect for wearing pretty dresses. While many might have assumed the fans were there to see local heroes Fernando Alonso and Carlos Sainz in action, a closer look revealed that most were members of the โI love Amira Sainzโ club.
As Carlos and Amira entered the paddock that morning, they were greeted by enthusiastic cheers and the flashing lights of cameras. Carlos instinctively reached out to ensure his little sister was still behind him. When he didnโt feel her hand, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned around, searching for her, only to have Amira run straight into his chest. He grabbed her arms to steady her. Before he could ask if she was okay, she looked up and said, โSorry, Carlito, I didnโt mean to run into you.โ She then returned her attention to her phone, engrossed in texting her boyfriend, oblivious to the world around her. Carlos, ever the protective older brother, followed closely to make sure she didnโt trip or bump into anyone else.
What Carlos and the rest of the world didnโt know was that Amira Isabella Camila Sainz Vรกzquez de Castro had a boyfriend. Jude Bellingham, one of the worldโs top football players, was currently competing for England in the Euro Cup. Since they couldnโt spend much time together, Amira and Jude made the most of every free moment by texting and calling each other. Despite his busy schedule, Jude couldnโt resist messaging the most perfect girl in the world. So, when he got hit in the face with a ball during training, while he was busy texting his girl, no one could blame the media team for turning his reaction into a meme.
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Throughout the day, the drivers tried to gain Amiraโs attention. The first one was Daniel. โHiya, pretty girl. How ya doing?โ he asked with a huge sunny smile. โHi Danny. Iโm alright, and you?โ she replied quietly. Although she had turned her body towards him and stopped walking, her eyes remained glued to her phone. Daniel furrowed his eyebrows, noticing how distracted she was. โHey, Iโm good as well. I actually wanted toโโ Before he could invite her for breakfast, he was interrupted by the ringtone of her phone. โSorry, but I really gotta take this. Iโll see you later,โ she apologized, giving his arm an apologetic squeeze. He watched as she picked up her phone, a huge smile appearing on her face. Daniel was left perplexed by the whole situation.
The second to give it a shot was Lando. He saw the perfect opportunity to spend some time with her when all the other drivers were busy with media duties. After one of the McLaren mechanics informed him that she was sitting on the pit wall by herself, he grabbed two cherry Cokes and went on his way. When he saw her, she was on a video call with someone. He couldnโt hear exactly what was being said, but he could feel her happiness radiating from her. He slowed down his steps, not wanting to interrupt her. When Amira turned and saw him standing there, she quickly ended her call, not without sending a kiss to the other person. Lando, confused by this gesture, stood frozen in his spot. Amira walked towards him with a little skip in her step. โLando! Iโm so happy to see you,โ she greeted him with a sweet kiss on his right cheek. This sweet kiss made Lando forget to ask her about her phone call. Instead, he started complimenting her looks and led her to a more shaded spot, not wanting her to get a heat stroke.
The last one to try to find out who was catching her attention all day was Charles. Due to the heat, the race was delayed, and the drivers spent their spare time in their motorhomes. At the same time, England was playing against Serbia, and Amira was fully engrossed in the match. After hearing the other drivers talk about Amiraโs unusual behaviour, Charles decided to see if he could figure out what was going on. He found her in front of the TV, the match already in full swing.
โBonjour, jolie fille,โ Charles greeted her. โCan I sit here?โ he asked, gesturing towards the sofa she was sitting on. Her only reply was a distracted โMhm,โ her eyes glued to the screen, following her boyfriend. โSo Iโve heard that youโre a bit distracted today. Thereโs nothing wrong with that, donโt get me wrong. But I just wanted to let you know that if you need someone to talk to, yoโโ Before Charles could finish his sentence, Amira let out a joyous scream. โยกVamos, carajo! ยกGracias, Santa Marรญa! ยกGracias, Dios! ยกMuรฉstrales quiรฉn es el jefe!โ she shouted, flinging herself into Charlesโs arms. A flabbergasted Charles held the ecstatic woman in his arms. Carlos, who also heard the scream, immediately ran into the room. โWhatโs wrong? What happened? I heard yelling, did you hurt yourself?โ he asked worriedly. Amira ran into her brotherโs arms, placing her hands on his cheeks and turning his face towards hers. โUn gol. Un gol fenomenal, Carlitos. Hoy estรก que arde,โ was all she said before sitting back down. All Charles and Carlos could do was share a confused look with each other. While the two Ferrari drivers shared the look with eahc-other, Amira was over the moon by the goal her boyfriend shot.
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The match took all of Amiraโs energy. In her opinion, the only right thing to do was take a โshort nap.โ While the young woman had her beauty sleep, the drivers held a quiet meeting in the room next to hers (Carlosโs driverโs room). โWhat if something is wrong?โ asked Lewis. โWhy would she smile so much if something were wrong?โ countered an annoyed Max. โOh, so just because youโre the current world champion, youโre also the woman whisperer, or what?โ Lando shot back, glaring at Max. Before a fight could break out, Carlos stepped between the two drivers. โEnough. If all you do is fight, you can pack your bags and leave. Thereโs the door,โ Carlos gestured to the door. Charles took them all by surprise when he loudly said, โThereโs the door, bitch!โ For a second, Carlos and Charles shared an amused look. They truly had the best bond anyone could have.
โYou know,โ started Oscar, โwhen my mom feels like my little sister is behaving weird, she always checks her phone. Donโt get me wrong, Iโm not saying itโs right. However, it helped her find some problems.โ For a moment, all the drivers stopped talking. Before anyone could say anything, Carlos said, โAlright, letโs do it.โ โChilli, you canโt possibly do this. This is an invasion of her privacy,โ Charles protested. โCharles, for all we know, she could be buying drugs from the black market. I have to make sure everything is alright.โ With that, he and Lando quietly entered Carlosโs driverโs room, leaving a confused Charles behind.
Lando stopped in his tracks when he saw the beauty that is Amira Sainz. There was truly no situation where the woman didnโt look breath-taking. Lando, lost in his thoughts, stumbled when Carlos punched his shoulder. โLando, if youโre only here to look at my sister, so help me God,โ Carlos whispered a warning. His friend moved towards him, helping Carlos unlock Amiraโs phone. At first glance, nothing seemed unusual. Her wallpaper was the usual picture of a baby sea otter. As always, there were millions of notifications from social media. After looking through her phone for several minutes, even going as far as opening Pinterest, Lando said quietly, โSee, nothing is wrong, Carlos.โ โNo, there is one last thing I have to check,โ Carlos replied. He opened her messages, seeing the usual texts from their mother and sisters.
However, the conversation with โJude<3โ caught his eye. When he opened the chat, he was met with a sea of red hearts. He saw messages from this Jude person saying things like, โBaby, I miss you so much,โ โMy love, you have my heart,โ and โDarling, you look eternal.โ The worst part was that his sister, his innocent little sister, seemed to thrive on the compliments. Carlos, feeling a thousand emotions at once, couldnโt stop himself from expressing his shock loudly.
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love that Thad interprets inertia to mean continuing at all costs and Three takes it to mean stagnancy, bc theyre both right!! objects in motion saty in motion objects at rest stay at rest just like newton said
exactly yeah! because i knew i wanted Thad to reclaim the name for himself (with the whole "it means what i say it means" mantra) it needed to mean more to him than just a representation of Thawne Legacy Kill The Allens etc.
a reoccurring thing in Frequency that i liked to lean into was this idea of Good Inertia and Bad Impulses (bc Bart and Thad as narrative foils continues to rotate in my brain forever). i think Bart's solo does a cool exploration of both good and bad impulses throughout the run, it's kind of the central conflict of the whole thing, but it's usually in regards to Bart either unwittingly getting himself into trouble or accidentally solving problems by just leaping into everything without thinking twice. but the concept of inertia is pretty exclusively portrayed as negative. which is fair, the phrase "coasting on inertia" is in the lexicon for a reason. but i think it deserved a fair shot - the concept of continuing in spite of everything can actually be a really good instinct when you're in a bad situation. keeping up that momentum, moving forward no matter what, there's definitely something inspirational there that appeals to me.
and an aspect of impulses that didnt get as much spotlight in Bart's solo was the kinds of impulses that recoil at the thought of unpleasantness. the impulse to hide from responsibility, the impulse to distract from pain, to avoid discomfort, etc. (big part of that is because in Bart's solo, most of the worst moments of his life hadn't happened to him yet) so i wanted to explore it a little in Frequency
anyway yeah, Bad Impulses and Good Inertia. which was kinda in conversation with Bart and Thad's dispositions, and how they run counter to typical hero/villain narratives. (Bart doesn't really get people, goes his own way, has pretty emotionally selfish and sometimes violent tendencies when he's pissed off. Thad's much more of a people person, lives for praise and pleasing others, seems to forget to do violence when he's supposed to i.e. that time he put Bart in VR jail even though Bart was completely incapacitated and by Thawne logic Thad should've just killed him. it just... doesn't occur to him as a thing he should do lmao)
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REQUESTS are open and you may submit your own asks but read below to see what I write, donโt write and also what I do not tolerate on my page. I only write for a specific set of people, again, read below to see who they are. Suspense lol.
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My content will NOT cover topics such as smut, sexual assault, incest, violence, abuse, disabilities, or self-harm. I also avoid including any suggestive references to blood or weapon fetishes in my work.
I ALSO donโt write driver x driver or footballer x footballer, and not many works, if any at all, will take a male readersโ perspective.
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The drivers I write for currently are: Max Verstappen, Lewis Hamilton, Oscar Piastri, Mick Schumacher, Charles Leclerc, and Alex Albon.
The footballers I write for currently are: Trent Alexander-Arnold, Jude Bellingham, and Declan Rice. (Such a variety ik)
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Charles Leclerc:
- A Dulcet Evening ~ You and Charles have a few weeks to yourselves before Baku, itโs Friday and you go to pull him off of the simulator when you instead see him playing the piano.
Lance Stroll:
- A Weekend or Two: Completed
Summary: Asking the driver of the team you work for to attend a wedding with you as your fake date is possibly one of the dumbest ideas you've had ever.. but also one of the best.
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Oscar Piastri:
- My Muse ~ Oscar is a visitor at your first art exhibition - not exactly his scene - but itโs one that he contributed to financially to help you out, an upcoming artist heโs taken a bit of a liking to.
Max Verstappen:
- Rain Now Run ~ Being caught in the rain without an umbrella isnโt fun, but when youโre with Max? Fuck it.
- Expanding Our Horizons ~ Seeing your boyfriend play with his nephews stirs emotions inside of you. While it may be the first time you and Max have acknowledged it, it may also be the last.
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Trent Alexander-Arnold:
- Little White Lies SMAU ~ Youโre a tease, asking for things you supposedly already have. Trent catches on... eventually.
- Breaking Barriers: Ongoing
Summary: Arne, in hopes to focus on his teamโs mental health as much as their physical, recruits a younger but just as educated psychologist to work one-to-one with the more reserved players. Trent is one of them.
When Verstappen stands on his car with his arms outstretched it turns out to be a reference to Real Madrid star Jude Bellingham. Verstappen has agreed to do that with friends in the run-up to the race.
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