#real madrid imagines

[lewisvinga]

como no te voy a querer | jude bellingham x alonso! fem! reader

summary; when the princess of the paddock is dating the golden boy of real madrid but she happens to have a grid full of drivers who are very protective of her

fc; rita mota

warnings; cursing i think, suggestive comment

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03 @c-losur3

note; saw fernando at the benrabeu at the semifinals and i had to…. BUT WE’RE GOING INTO THE UCL FINALLLL!!! A POR LA 15😭🤍🤍🤍 pls don’t mind the misspelt bernabéu in one of the tweets lollll

masterlist !

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liked by judebellingham, fernandoalo_official, and others !

yourusername: when in spain….

tagged; judebellingham

fernandoalo_official: siempre tan linda, mija😍 [always so pretty, my daughter]

yourusername: papáaaa🥹🥹

judebellingham: wowwwww

judebellingham: well aren’t you a lovely lady 🥴

yourusername: ur fine too i guess…🙄

yourusername: jk ur very fine 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

maxverstappen1: she’s a child.

yourusername: i’m 20????🤨

charles_leclerc: a child.

username: omg her sign for el clásico 😭what a queen tbh

username: y/n 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

username: jude can u fight? 🤔🤔

carlossainz55: pq estabas en españa sola??🤔 [why were you in spain alone]

yourusername: because i’m spanish and my bf lives here?🤔

fernandoalo_official: you’re with your boyfriend alone???

yourusername: no edu is always there 🙄

camavinga: 🤗🤗

judebellingham: edu😘😘

landonorris: and why are you flirting with someone else when u have a girlfriend ….

yourusername: oh like your bromance w carlos doesn’t exist !

username: nah the drivers comments are always so funny😭😭

yourusername: oh it’s torture, can’t even appreciate my sexy bf in peace 🙄

camavinga: OUR sexy bf😘

username: CAMA OH??😭

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liked by judebellingham, carmenmmundt, and others !

yourusername: i guess you could say i get my cuntiness from my dad xx

tagged; fernandoalo_official, georgerussell63, carmenmmundt, landonorris, judebellingham

location; miami 🌴

username: not her tagging jude on her lips 😭😭

username: me n who ong

fernandoalo_official: i’m cunty or whatever the hell it is you guys say

yourusername: tea 💅

username: THE CHEETAHHH PRINT😍

username: here before simp jude

judebellingham: wow.

judebellingham: just wow.

judebellingham: you are unbelievable 😍😍

yourusername: 💗💗💗💗

landonorris: STAND BACK 🤺🤺🤺

judebellingham: a lot of talking for a man who asked for my jersey🥱🥱🥱

yourusername: he got you there….

landonorris: okay fine… you win this time…

username: the alonsos are so cunty

username: PARTY NANDOOOO

username: i will never get over her n jude sawrry😖😫😖

maxverstappen1: well you better.

username: HUHHH???😀

charles_leclerc: stinky man around y/n, you’ll get over it

yourusername: you guys are sooooo…..

judebellingham: max is just mad abt el clásico score 😬😬

maxverstappen1: damn right.

carlossainz55: only time jude is tolerable 😁

yourusername: not very madridista of u carlos

judebellingham: yeah🙄🙄🙄

carlossainz55: y/n protector first sorry🫡

carmenmmundt: gorgeous gorgeous girl❤️❤️

yourusername: ily🥹

yourusername: also tell george to stop sending jude threats over instagram

georgerussell63: no.

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yourusername uploaded to their story !

[caption 1; going back home hungover 😬] [caption 2; morning 💗 judebellingham] [caption 3; date night fit 🤺] [caption 4; mi amor 🤍🤍 judebellingham]

judebellingham wow😍😍😍😍

judebellingham u single ??????

yourusername yeah:/// my bf has another bf:///

judebellingham HES MY BFF!!!!😖😖

yourusername cus why did cama see u in the showers almost naked after signing a new contract…..🤨🤨

judebellingham like you haven’t seen less🙄🙄

yourusername whyd u say that my dad saw and now’s he’s questioning me😭

yourusername he said why aren’t u preparing for the match 🙄

judebellingham ur dad is scary

judebellingham tell him the match is in 7 hours i still have chill time 🙄🙄

judebellingham DONT mention the rolling eyes emoji he is scary enough

yourusername fernando alonso??? scary??? a menace maybe,,,,🤣

yourusername good luck my love 💗 take it easy on the knee though!

judebellingham i’ll try, it’ll be a tough match:/

yourusername papa alonso said good luck too

judebellingham tell him i said tyvm😁😁😁

georgerussell63 why is he shirtless 🤨

yourusername you’re one to talk…

maxverstappen1 🤮🤮

yourusername ahhhh u madddddddd

yourusername la liga champion😛😛

maxverstappen1 i have 3 wdcs🙄🙄

yourusername and yet, real madrid won la liga!

maxverstappen1 tap in merchant 😒😒😒

yourusername ……

yourusername he scored a banger at el clasico i wouldn’t speak if i were u

maxverstappen1 😒😒😒😒

lewishamilton u should’ve been at the met 🙄

yourusername gf duties calls😞

charles_leclerc …..

charles_leclerc why is he around u naked🤔

yourusername bc he’s my bf????🤨

charles_leclerc why

yourusername bc i love him??

charles_leclerc but why

yourusername bye charles 🙄🙄🙄

charles_leclerc WHYYY

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liked by judebellingham, vinijr, and others !

yourusername: como no te voy a querer?🤍🤍 [how am i not going to love you?] congratulations on making it to the final, mi amor, te quiero mucho🤍🤍 [my love, i love you so much] and so so proud of you and the squad 🫶🫶

tagged; judebellingham, vinijr, lukamodric10

judebellingham: my lucky charm

judebellingham: i love you so much

judebellingham: te quiero 😍

yourusername: when he speaks spanish for you🥴🥴🥴

fernandoalo_official: so that’s why i can hear y/n giggling…

username: jude speaking in spanish for y/n, this is so sick

username: ME AND WHO😩😩

username: thank u y/n for blessing us w jude 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

username: can’t believe joselu scored a brace 😭

username: we gonna get a bellingol soon #trust

carlossainz55: A POR LA 15😍😍 hala madrid🤍

yourusername: now u wanna act fine w jude 🙄

carlossainz55: WHO CARES WE’RE IN THE FINAL!!!

maxverstappen1: I CARE!!! heja bvb or however it goes!!🙄🙄

oscarpiastri: you gotta respect max for keeping up the hater act icl

judebellingham: he sure hates a lot for someone who lost his win streak

maxverstappen1: hey watch it…

carlossainz55: can we get back to the fact real madrid is in the ucl final???🤍🎉���

judebellingham: yes😁

vinijr: Y/NNNNNNN HALA MADRIDDDDDD

yourusername: HALA MADRID NUESTO MOTM !!! [our motm/man of the match]

fernandoalo_official: good game, jude👍

judebellingham: omg thank you so much, sir! it means a lot!😊

camavinga: who are you and what did you to do my jude

aurelientchm: that’s not jude…🤣

rodrygogoes: ‘😊’

yourusername: well, he’s MY jude and he’s just scared of my dad🙄🙄

charles_leclerc: good.

landonorris: good.

lewishamilton: good.

maxverstappen1: good.

georgerussell63: good.

alex_albon: good.

judebellingham: oh! 😀

yourusername: don’t mind them🙄

[zombvic]

Hii, i would like to request for Jude Bellingham 🫶🏻 The match between England and Slovakia just ended sooo i was thinking maybe some little angst with reader from Slovakia (because i'm from there🫶🏻) like he would be sad if she wouldn't wear his jersey or her little mad after the match because her country lost, Thank you, have a great day 💗💗

PATRIOTIC (jude bellingham x reader)

summary : in which y/n is a true patriot to her country

face claim : no-one exact

notes : I LOVE THIS IDEA!!!! given the fact im also slovak (jedine vsž !!!). this match was a traumatic experience tbh and i was on the edge of my seat (literally) while watching.. i feel like jude is doing everything to go against my silly ahh.. first joining the rival (madrid) and now knocking out my country from the euros man.. since slovakia is gone, time to cheer for spain and netherlands #vamosandstuff

pairings : jude bellingham x slovak!reader

y/n, long time girlfriend of jude bellingham, could be considered a patriot when it came to sports. on an average day, you could say she hated slovakia. the politicians were horrid, inflation was growing by the week, dumb decisions made by the parliament. but when there was an international tournament, like the hockey world championship or the euros, her national pride was next level. she would proudly wear her jersey with the double cross and the red, white and blue colors and cheer for slovakia like her life depended on it.

this year, the euros were particularly exciting. slovakia had managed to advance to the round of sixteen after a tense tie with romania. the whole country was buzzing with anticipation. y/n, however, had a unique point of view on all of this. she was dating jude bellingham, the english youngster, and their teams were about to face off.

the atmosphere in the stadium was wild. y/n sat in her seat, heart pounding, wearing her slovakia jersey with her name on the back. jude knew she was here, but he didn’t know she’d be wearing that jersey. until now, hes only seen her wear an england jersey with a big number 10 on the back while he was playing. the round of sixteen had brought slovakia against england, and the tension was kinda scary.

the game started off intensely. slovakia's forward, ivan schranz, scored a goal in the 25th minute, sending the slovak fans into a frenzy. you could hear that "SLOVENSKOOOO" in your bones. y/n couldn't help but join in on the celebrations, her heart filling with pride. she glanced at jude on the field, knowing how badly he wanted to advance, but in that moment, all she wanted was for slovakia to beat england.

as the minutes ticked by, the match felt like it was dragging. england pressed hard, but slovakia's defense held strong. y/n's anxiety grew with each passing second. she knew jude was frustrated, but she also knew he was a relentless player.

then, in the 95th minute, jude did the unthinkable. he scored a stunning bicycle kick, tying the game. y/n’s heart sank. she wanted to jump up and celebrate his incredible goal, but the reality of what it meant for slovakia hit her hard. the game was now tied, and the prospect of overtime sneaked ominously.

another thing that kind of pissed y/n off was the way jude celebrated. i mean, come on. you scored against your girlfriend's national team, and that's how you celebrate? of course, it's a very passionate game, but it still hurt, obviously.

overtime began, and y/n's fear became reality. just 50 seconds in, harry kane scored, putting england ahead. slovakia struggled to find an equalizer, and as the final whistle blew, y/n felt a mix of anger, disappointment, and sadness. slovakia's journey in the euros was over, and it was mainly because of the man she loved.

after the match, jude came looking for y/n, a smile on his face. "did you see my goal?" he asked, clearly excited.

y/n, still wearing her slovakia jersey, felt a surge of annoyance. "yeah, i saw it," she replied curtly. jude's smile faded as he noticed her tone.

"what's wrong?" he asked, genuinely confused.

"jude, read the damn room," y/n muttered, turning away. she didn't want to start an argument here, not now.

jude sighed, sensing her mood. "i’m sorry, baby. i know you wanted slovakia to win."

"of course i did? but it's not just that," she said, her voice softening slightly. "let's just drop it for now."

"alright then.." jude reluctantly agreed and went out to dinner with his teammates to celebrate. y/n stayed behind in their hotel room, her mind racing. she knew she was being irrational, but the mix of emotions was overwhelming. how could she be happy for jude when her own team had been eliminated?

hours passed, and when jude returned, the tension in the room was thick. y/n's frustration had only grown. jude, sensing the impending argument, he tried to lighten the mood. "you know, you looked cute in that slovakia jersey," he teased.

y/n glared at him. "really, jude? that's what you want to talk about right now?"

jude's expression hardened. "what's your problem, y/n? i played my heart out there."

"my problem?" y/n snapped. "my problem is that you ruined our chance. you ghosted the whole match and then suddenly scored a stinker in added time."

jude's eyes narrowed. "i was doing my job, y/n. i’m supposed to score goals, remember? and why the hell were you wearing that jersey anyway? do you have any idea how that made me feel?"

"oh, so now it's about your feelings?" y/n shot back. "you think it’s easy for me? watching you celebrate while my team gets eliminated?"

"and you think it was easy for me?" jude retorted. "seeing you cheer for the other team? i thought you’d at least be supportive of me, no matter what."

"other team?? you mean my team??? also, what do you mean by supportive?" y/n scoffed. "how can i support you when you’re one of the main reasons we lost? i know it’s just a game, jude, but it still hurts."

"you’re being ridiculous," jude said, his voice rising. "this isn’t just about the game, is it?"

"of course it is! what are you on about?" y/n replied, tears of frustration welling up in her eyes.

jude ran a hand through his hair, clearly exasperated. "you’re mad at me for doing my job? for helping my team? you knew what this was from the start."

"it's not just about that! it's the way you celebrated, like you didn’t care about what it meant to me!" y/n shot back, her voice breaking. "you scored a goal and acted like you won the fucking world cup. did you even think about how i felt?"

jude’s face softened slightly, but he was still visibly upset. "i’m a footballer, y/n. scoring goals is what i do. it’s my passion, my career. i can’t just switch that off because of you."

"i’m not asking you to switch it off," she said, wiping her eyes. "i’m asking you to be considerate. to think about what it means for me and my country."

jude sighed deeply, frustration giving way to a partial understanding. "i get that, but you need to understand my side too. i can’t not play my best because of our relationship. it’s unfair to my teammates, to the fans."

"i didn’t mean to hurt you," jude said quietly. "i was caught up in the moment. i’m sorry if it came off wrong."

jude stared at her, his anger slowly giving way to realization. "y/n, i never wanted you to feel like that," he said, his tone softening. "i love you, and i cannot imagine you not supporting me from the sidelines."

y/n looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity there. "okay. but next time, maybe don’t celebrate like you just scored in the finals when you score against us."

jude chuckled softly, pulling her into a hug. "deal. and maybe next time, wear my jersey instead of yours?"

she laughed, the tension finally breaking. "we’ll see about that."

as they held each other, y/n felt the weight of the argument lifting, replaced by a renewed sense of understanding and love. they might come from different worlds, but they were determined to make it work, no matter the challenges.

if anyone was interested in my dads entire match commentary 😊

"a mame po turnaji" means were fucked (basically)😭🙏🏽

[certainsaturn]

Real Madrid youngsters HP! AU

Vini Jr. in HP! au who tends to get into fights. Always invited to parties (especially after his quidditch team lost). Plays as a seeker in the team. Always sneaking out after curfew just to slack around. Only got caught one time by Filch because the portraits snitched. He ran away from punishment(which is to accompany Hagrid into the Forbidden Forest) and hid in the girls bathroom where he met Moaning Myrtle for the first time. She gave him the ick with all the giggling and pestering questions so he just went back to Hagrid. Secretly likes Divination. He only took it because Rodrygo asks him to. Will never admit it out loud. He can’t say no to his good friend. He met Rodrygo on the train during their first enrolment into Hogwarts. He ate a lot of liquorice wands and puked on some random girl. Rodrygo helped him out. Became friends with him eversince.

Rodrygo in HP! au is very kind towards the professors. He dislikes Snape teaching methods though. Herbology is his favorite subject. A lot of 1st years admires him. When Vini causes trouble he will always have to pull him out. He respects the house elves and will personally go the kitchens to thank them for the wonderful meal. During his first year where he has to handle Mandrakes, he is the only one abled to do the steps properly. During Charms he is partnered up with Jude and Vini. Got his arm broken because Jude used Wingardium Laviosa on him and made him fall from the ceiling, unintentionally. Forgave Jude and became friends with him cause he don't hold grudges. (He is aware that Jude is well known so he'll just use the advantage to be friends with him). When it comes to dueling he is one of the best probably after Aurelien. Has wide knowledge on hexes and jinxes. Even poltergeist don't want to mess with him.

Aurelien Tchouameni in HP! au is a moozologist(?) wannabe. He loves his dog so much he sneaks him to school during his 4th year. Got caught by Ms. Norris after 2 days. Despises Snape. Top student in his classes. A beater in the quidditch team. Begs Hagrid to give him 1 to 1 lessons on Care of Magical Creatures so he can be one step ahead of everyone else. People call him crazy for wanting to train a Zouwu(?). Destroyed his Nimbus 2000 which he bought using his own money when he went on a solo adventure at 4th year to find Dragons. He didn't think he'll find one...but he did and it ended terribly. Sneaks around at night with the gang and deliberately get caught so they all can attend the lesson. The gang gave him silent treatment for not telling them about this earlier but they all end up liking it after a while. Met Newt Scamander once and got his book signed and has bragged to everyone about it. He talks a lot and do analysis on people that he wants to be friends with. He often get discounts when going to shops at Diagon Alley and Hogsmade.

Jude Bellingham in HP! au is Hogwarts’s heartthrob. In his 6th year he got almost got spiked with a love potion. If it wasn’t for Aurelien to stop him from drinking the drink. Transfiguration is his biggest enemy. He learned to be an animagus and ended up getting a badger as his animagus. Hates the whole subject for that. Got hundreds of love letters and items laced with love potions or jinxed sent to him daily. An ace student in DADA, so he has no problems in handling those items. Talks loudly when he gets excited (Snape overhears him everytime and will smack his head). The fat friar will hold him long enough from entering the dorms to flirt with him. Crashes in other houses dorms because of this. Failing herbology and even Rodrygo can't help him. Wants to be an Auror after he graduates. But he is unsure now because he doesn't want to continue taking potions after O.W.L.s

Eduardo Camavinga in HP! au is the friendliest guy in Hogwarts. McGonagall's favorite student despite being a troublemaker. The potraits love it when he walks by talking loudly because his stories are all interesting to them. He is clumsy at potions, always got the ingredients mixed up. But his best friend Aurelien is there to help him. Caused the school to flood one time after using the wrong jinx. McGonagall punished him to clean the owlery without the use of magic. Found the room of requirement when he was running away from Filch after harmlessly pranking him. He thinks its a prank and got scared so he never go near that corridor again. Surprisingly got asked out to the yule ball from the Beauxbaton girls. Quidditch commentator. Very biased with his team too. His boggart is his little brother getting hurt from his pranks. The advantage of being McGonagall's favorite has turned him into a Transfiguration facilitator to the group. He once cloned himself to 12s of him...just to mess around with people. The group respects him for that.

i hope yall like this. im pretty satisfied with myself after writing this. the headcanons came from my pure imagination. also got inspired by @g-xix 's amp X harry potter headcanons so i decided to make my own for the boys.

©certainsaturn2024

[afterglowsainz]

Hey can I get a jealous Jude x female reader. Nothing too toxic lol l, it’s just some guys hitting y/n up on social media and somehow Jude sees the DMs and gets a little jealous. Then his petty self goes and posts a picture of him and his girlfriend on her ig or something petty like responds back with a “she’s busy bro”. Thanks 🫶🏻

jealousy | jude bellingham

obsessed with this concept already !!

summary: while you're getting ready to go out on a date with your boyfriend, he accidentally sees some dms he doesn't like and decides to do something about it

warnings: none

word count: 738

a/n: boring title booo i know i know i couldn't think of anything better :( i do hope you like the one shot tho it was fun to write about jealous jude <3

you were getting ready to go out on a date with jude while he was laying on your bed waiting for you. his phone was charging somewhere in the living room so you gave him yours to play a game so he doesn’t get bored. you were putting on your makeup while singing along to your playlist while he was building some villages or whatever it was that they do on clash royale. however, jude got distracted when an instagram dm pop up at the top of your phone, it was from this formula 1 driver that he knew was always liking your pictures, he didn’t knew he was dming you as well. he thought about opening the message, but he didn’t want to invade your privacy like that, so he simply looked at you.

“someone dm you.” he says.

his voice took you out of your little world and you place your gaze on him thought the mirror you were applying your makeup on.

“who?”

“lando norris.” he reads the name like he didn’t knew already.

“what does it say?” you hide a laugh and continue with your makeup routine.

jude opens the message and reads it out loud. it was obvious he was hitting on you by replying to a story you had posted earlier that day when you went to brunch with your friends and you felt cute.

“are you gonna answer?” he asks again, hints of jealousy on voice.

“not really, no.” you answer and go back to singing along and applying mascara on.

when jude goes back to the screen on your phone his thumb accidentally swipes left and your whole inbox is completely exposed to him. he didn’t meant to do that, but it really was an accident and he couldn’t help but see now that it was there, only he wished he didn’t have.

some of your dms were just conversations with your friends, but a lot of them were just guys replying to your stories and hitting on you, which made him even more jealous than before. you never replied to them, going as far as deleting some of the messages you received, but since you hadn’t checked your instagram since that afternoon a lot of dms from different guys complimenting you on your story were there for jude to find.

he frowns at the phone and takes a look at you, completely oblivious while doing your eyeliner. his eyes go back to the screen and he starts looking up some pictures that you took the week before of you two.

“do you mind if i post one of those pictures you took of us last week?” he asks out of nowhere. “so i can repost it on my story.” he clarifies.

you frown a bit confused because this is the first time he has asked you something like this, but after him seeing the other guy’s dm and feeling a bit jealous you connected the dots and smile amused.

“sure.” you say.

he nods and went to post a story with the two of you looking definitely like the couple you were. he spend a few seconds thinking about a good caption, landing on a simple “my boyfriend❤️”, very straight to the point. he also tagged himself big enough for everyone to see and posted the picture, a satisfied smile on his face.

when you were done with your makeup and ready to go, you approached him and sat on his lap, your phone still in his hand.

“let me see the picture.” you smiled. he shows you the story and you rolled your eyes, a bit amused at his possessiveness. “was that really necessary?” you point at the text and he just shrugs.

“i just feel like there’s a lot of people that don't know we’re together, you know? just wanna put it out there.” you nod, fighting the smile on your face and putting your arms around him.

“is that so?” you tease him, getting closer to him if that was even possible.

“yeah, lots of guys on your dms.” he confess. “they liked your selfie earlier.”

“hmm.” you answer. “i wouldn’t know about that, i only like one guy.” a treacherous smile takes over his lips and you take the opportunity to kiss him. “wanna go? we’ll be late to dinner.”

jude just nods and gets out of bed, never dropping your hand for a second.

[jsprnt]

you and your boyfriend fight about how much less time he’s been spending with you

jude bellingham x reader

A/N: first jude one-shot after writing a 16 part series of him, let’s go!! based on this request!!

W/C: 1.936

"where are you going? you told me you were off today..”

you say, brows furrowed as you look up from your laptop. you're greeted by an obviously frustrated-looking Jude, dressed up and ready to go out.

"I am off today. I'm about to head out with the guys.." he says, opening the fridge, sticking his hand out, and grabbing a cold bottle of kombucha.

"oh.." you trail off, eyes gliding back to your laptop screen, words dancing on your word document.

you'd been fully focused on writing your essay for your university class. school had kept you incredibly busy lately, and you had only a matter of a couple months left before you could finally graduate.

jude had also been very busy with his career. long hours of training, his matches out of the country, keeping him from spending time with you.

you had found it difficult to even sit and talk together for more than an hour, because either you had to work on something for university, or jude needed to go out for his work.

you had not told him yet, but it drove you absolutely insane. before you both had moved to madrid for his career, you had a fair amount of time to spend with each other , but now that he'd transferred to real madrid- even a moment together felt impossible...

unbeknownst to you, you clench the pen in your hand tightly, trying hold yourself back from spitting out absolute nonsense.

your eyes flicker back to the kitchen when you hear jude rummage through the kitchen cabinet.

"what're you doing?" you ask, sucking in a breath, and getting off the chair you’re sitting on. walking over to him, and leaving your laptop behind on the dinner table.

"looking for a bottle opener.." he mumbles, opening a few drawers halfway, before closing them haphazardly.

"it's in the third one.." you mumble, mood noticeably down, as you open the drawer and hand him the silver bottle opener. 

"here.." you say, snarky tone slipping, even though you try your best to suppress it.

"what's up with you?" jude asks, opening his drink with a 'pop', before pouring the contents of the bottle into a glass. 

"nothing.." you mumble, not daring to look him in the eye, knowing you'll explode in frustration if you do.

"you're definitely hiding something.." he says, chugging his drink down, before slipping his phone into his back pocket, indicating he's about to leave.

the action triggers you instantly, and you look up, your eyes burning holes into his face.

"can you just go already? you're so eager to leave, just like every off day you've had for the past month.." you spit, fingers gripping the kitchen counter, as a scowl is plastered across your face.

jude pauses for a second, eyes widening for a moment, before he looks at you with furrowed brows.

"what are you on about? can I not enjoy my day off with my mates or something?" he asks, voice clearly upset. his brum accent is thick, annoyance showing as wrinkles etch into his forehead.

“no, it’s not like you’ve spent every single fucking day off with them or anything…” you raise your voice slightly, frustration rising up and making your face hot.

you knew that you’d messed up by raising your voice, but the amount of both sadness and aggravation that had been building up in your heart for the past month needed an outlet.

channeling your emotions into a proper conversation was definitely better, but jude wasn’t a clueless teenage boy anymore.

there’s absolutely no excuse for him to not realize how much time he’d been spending out of the house. neglecting his relationship- partially to both work obligations, and his own decisions to go out on his off days.

“really? you’re actually going to tell me how I should spend my days off? like I haven’t busting my arse to train, to be in top shape for the euros?”

the frown on jude’s face deepens, and his hands fall to his side. annoyance written all over his handsome face.

“oh, please. go ahead and think of why I’m saying this. use your brain for a second and think for me, yeah?” your voice is full of venom, and you turn around, slippers hitting the floor as you make your way up the stairs. leaving your boyfriend in the kitchen.

a scoff falls from his lips, absolutely astonished by the harsh words you’d spat. in the three years of your relationship- you’d never exchanged any harsh words like this before..

yes, you fought and had disagreements with each other, like many healthy couples. but, it had never gotten to the point of any of you using condescending tones and sharp words.

from the beginning of your relationship, communication and understanding were always important values for you both. though with how busy the both of you had been lately, you barely had any proper conversations, let alone upkeep the values, that kept you so connected to each other.

“y/n!” jude calls out, placing his half-full glass next to the sink, before dashing up the stairs, behind you.

“where do you think you’re going? hey, finish the conversation!” he says, grabbing onto your hand, before you can enter your shared bedroom, and can slam the door in his face.

“you don’t even care about what I say- so what’s the point? we’ve practically been ignoring each other for the past few- whatever weeks! and now you decide, ‘let me spend the day off with mates, and not my girlfriend- who I’ve been neglecting for so long’.”

you take a deep breath, trying to control your breathing as you spill all your thoughts and emotions.

jude’s body goes rigid, the grip on your hand slipping away. making your hand fall back against your side. his thoughts and rationality swirl through his brain, and he can only let out a sigh.

“you know, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just trying to have some fun, am I not allowed to have fun?” the words spill from his mouth before he can register them fully, and he almost clasps a hand to his mouth.

the words raise your blood pressure, and you feel the urge to scream at him becoming bigger.

“of course, being with your girlfriend of three years is so boring.. you need a new bitch to entertain you, so can have your ‘fun’. you don’t need a girlfriend who’s moved her entire life for her boyfriend. moved universities, left family behind- okay, jude.”

your breath hitches, tears of both anger and sadness threatening to fall. wet eyes staring up at your boyfriend’s chocolate brown ones.

“y/n-”

he begins, but you don’t spare him a single extra look, before stepping into your shared bedroom, and slamming the door in his face.

“leave..” you mutter, just loud enough for him to hear.

you jump into your bed, bringing the covers up to your chest and place your head on your pillow. jude’s side empty, just like it had been often lately.

you rub your eyes, allowing the tsunami of tears to overtake your emotions. crying for minutes on end.

you feel both relieved and horrible. glad you could finally let the emotions eating up at you, for the past few weeks out. horrified, because you had just both yelled at your boyfriend and accused him of doing the most trust-breaking thing ever..

you sob until your eyes are red, and swollen. eventually falling asleep from exhaustion and energy loss.

you only wake up a couple hours later, feeling something cold and wet on your skin, mainly your forehead. opening your eyes, you’re immediately greeted by jude, sat next to you on the bed.

his eyes are mirroring yours, swollen and dark circles more pronounced than ever.

it’s obvious he’d been crying, and his attire had changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt.

he hadn’t gone out..

you shift your head away from his touch, only to realize he’s holding a wet cloth to your forehead.

“baby..” he breathes out, concern etched into his face, he leans down. other hand placed on your cheek. you don’t respond, waiting for your boyfriend to speak first.

“you’re burning up..” he finally says, lifting up the cloth before dipping it into a bowl on your nightstand. he squeezes the water out, wiping down the rest of your face, before placing the white cloth back onto your forehead.

“and- I’m sorry, I just need you to know that, while I try to keep your fever down. I’m sorry, darling. we’ll talk about it in a minute, I promise. you just let me take care of you..” he trails off, thumb caressing the soft of your cheek, before wiping down your face again.

“I’m- I have a fever?” you finally say, shifting and trying to sit up.

“yeah, must be from all the stress or something..”

the words are said quietly, laced with guilt and an apologetic tone.

it doesn’t take much longer, and you’re almost feeling suffocated due to the tense and awkward atmosphere. having enough, you bring your hand up to grab onto jude’s hand, stopping him mid-wipe.

“jude..” you begin, sitting up quickly, before he makes you lay back down. you grab the cloth out of his hand, throwing it into the bowl next to you.

“I’m sorry as well..” you can already feel the tears prickle in your eyes, and you clench your jaw, making your temples hurt.

“I yelled at you instead of talking normally, and- accused you of-”

you choke on your sobs, not being able to finish your sentence, before you feel jude’s strong arms wrap around your back.

he brings you closer, slightly cold hands touching your burning skin.

“no, I’m sorry, baby- don’t you apologize, hm..” he presses multiple kisses on your temple, fingers running up and down your back.

he allows you sob into his broad chest, touch and words comforting.

“I know you and I were super busy. but- I should’ve put in more effort to make plans, or even just make sure I gave you the attention and love you deserve, I’m sorry darling,.” his brum accent whispers into your ears, and you slowly calm down, hearing his words- made your feelings, feel valid.

“I unconsciously thought you’d be busy, so I made plans immediately without thinking of anything else..” he explains, hands running up and down your arms, finally rubbing circles on your elbows.

“I will never, ever in my life- for any other breath I take, hurt or ignore you like this..”

“I don’t ever want to make you feel unwanted or unloved. I love you baby, I’ve loved you since the moment you caught my eye..”

he leans back, wiping the remaining tears on your face, coming closer to place a kiss on your lips. not caring about the fact that you are sick..

“you got that, darling?” his voice sounds like honey, and you can feel your tears drying up slowly.

you nod, looking up and grabbing onto his hands.

“good, let’s lay back down, okay? you’re still burning up..” he helps you, chuckling when you grasp at his shirt, and bury your face into his chest again.

“you comfortable?” jude asks, running his hands down your side, and kissing your forehead.

you nod again, humming in response.

“okay, why don’t we lay down a little, and then we’ll have dinner, ‘kay?”

“deal..” you agree, soft touches lulling you back into a slumber, sweet words being whispered into your ear, helping you relax..

[dumbseee]

bragging.

when jude is dating his celebrity crush and he can’t stop bragging about it.

jude bellingham x famous!reader.

_

"nah but look at her, isn’t she so beautiful?" he rhetorically asked vini, who was sitting next to him. the brazilian looked at him, stunned, before looking at aurelien who was laughing his ass off with camavinga at his side. "is this guy for real?" vini was so tired of his friend shoving his phone down his nose to show him your latest achievement. jude looked up from his phone, pouting. "what? am i not allowed to brag about my amazing girlfriend?" he sank deeper into his seat and smiled softly when he saw your notification, you had just posted a new story.

"the thing is, you always do this. 'guys! look at y/n’s new post, look at her new commercial, look at her new movie poster.'" camavinga mimicked jude, resulting in the british to throw a pillow at him. "i don’t speak like that!" he said, frowning. "let the boy be in love, guys." tony kroos entered the hotel room the four friends were staying in. "if y/n l/n was my girlfriend i’d act the same way." he added, smiling at jude. "right? she’s so perfect." he mumbled to himself, still smiling at his phone like a fool. "i think we should get him checked into a hospital asap." vini told aurelien.

and it was true, jude was your biggest fan out of them all. he was already a fan before even meeting you, to him you were always amazing and so talented. the story of how you met was actually funny but embarrassing if you asked jude. during one of his drunken nights with his boys, jude, who was absolutely wasted, was scrolling through your instagram feed, feeling sad that he couldn’t be by your side and be your boyfriend. he was convinced you’d never be attracted to him. so he dmed you, completely drunk but he didn’t care, the message itself said: 'why are you so beautifl? pls be my gf'. when he woke up in the morning, a headache killing him, he almost had a stroke when he saw that he received a dm from you. well, he dmed you first and you answered but jude didn’t know it yet. imagine the horror on his face when he read his message and when he read yours.

'then let’s fix that, pretty boy ;)'

[pedrithink]

secret ✩ jude bellingham

request: smau for jude where he randomly follows her and she’s like not famous at all maybe like 1000 followers and it becomes this big thing

face claim: tyla

yfusername: “your friend”

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yfusername2 like you actually ate this up. how does anyone stand on business w you… when you’re so you?!?!

yfusername3 the queen herself

yfusername4 like bruh

yfusername4 u look amazing

yfusername4 UGH

yfusername5 gorgeous gorgeous girl

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user3 wow… LIKE… WOW!!!!

user4 so beautiful omg

user5 beautiful girly

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user3 @judebellingham jude is like… let me compliment my girl

user4 @judebellingham HIIIIIIIIII JUDE

user5 guys ???????? finally!!!!!!

user6 i’m just so happy rn I CANNOT EXPRESS HOW HAPPY I AM

user7 man is in love

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user23 i’ve never been happier for someone i’ve never met

user24 cannot wait to see them on the red carpet of ballon d’or

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user26 he looks so happy

user27 “that’s what happens when you have the support of a good woman behind you!”

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[insidekatmind]

In His Time of Need~Jude Bellingham

Wearning: +18,smut, english is not my first language.

The door slams shut as Jude walks in, his face tight and his gaze clouded with anger and disappointment. He’s just lost an important game, and the weight of the defeat is written all over his tense posture and clenched jaw. You can feel your heart tighten as you watch him, knowing this isn’t just any loss for him.

“Jude,” you say gently, moving towards him. “Are you okay?”

He doesn’t answer immediately, continuing to pace around the room, his movements aggressive as he tries to contain his frustration. Your concern grows and you move closer, reaching out to touch his arm. “Jude, let’s talk about it? I want to help you.”

He stops abruptly, his breath uneven and his hands clenched into fists. “It’s not fair,” he mutters, his voice breaking with anger and hurt. “I gave it everything, and it still wasn’t enough.”

You walk over to him, taking his hands in yours and he looks at you, a mix of vulnerability and frustration in his eyes. “Jude, you gave it your all. Sometimes it doesn’t matter how hard you try, things just don’t go your way. But that doesn’t define you. You’re more than one lost game.”

Jude sinks down onto the couch, his face hidden in his hands as he struggles to contain his emotions. You sit beside him, your hand gently rubbing his back. “You’re more than this, Jude,” you say softly. “I know how much this game means to you, but it’s not everything. It doesn’t change how much I love you.”

“It’s easier said than done,” he replies, his voice trembling. “I put everything I had into it, and it’s still not enough.”

You sigh, wrapping your arms around him and holding him close. “You don’t have to prove anything to anyone,” you murmur, trying to comfort him. “Jude, you’re already enough. And I’m here for you, no matter what happens.”

Jude closes his eyes, resting his head against your chest. You feel his breath, slow and heavy, as he tries to calm himself. “I need you,” he says finally, his voice almost a whisper.

You hold him tighter, running your fingers through his hair as his head relaxes against your shoulder. “I’m here, love,” you whisper. “Always for you. No matter what happens outside these four walls.”

A long silence falls between you, broken only by the steady beat of Jude’s heart and your light breathing. Finally, Jude lifts his head, his eyes red-rimmed, and he gives you a small, shaky smile. “Thank you,” he says, as if he’s searching for the right words to express everything he’s feeling.

“No need for words,” you reply softly, continuing to stroke his hair. “I’m here, and I’m listening. Always.”

Jude nods, a gesture of silent gratitude that speaks louder than any words. He then stretches out, his face slightly more relaxed, and pulls you into a tight hug. “You’re right,” he says, “it doesn’t matter if it didn’t go the way I wanted today. Tomorrow is another day.”

“And I’ll be here for you,” you whisper, kissing the top of his head gently. “Always, no matter what happens.”

Jude closes his eyes, leaning into you even more. You know it will take time for him to fully recover from the disappointment, but you’re ready to support him every step of the way. The important thing is that you’re here for him, always, just as you promised.

You kept stroking his hair while he relaxed. Jude after he raise a little the head from your chest and you kissed and you immediately reciprocated.

You could feel all his love, his frustration and anger in that kiss.

While you were kissing he spreads your legs and strips off quickly doing the same thing with you entering with a blow inside of you making you moan.

He groans as he lowered his head on your neck nibbling it while pushing into you a slow but then with a speed that made you tremble.

"Jude" you moaned as Jude was pushing his dick inside of you in a crazy way.

You could feel your pussy being smashed by his cock as he penetrated you.

Jude moaning while he nibbled you and played with your tits.

"You’re taking it so well" Jude moans as he puts a hand around your neck and starts banging his cock inside of you faster making you moan loudly.

You could see in his eyes his anger and lust and that made you more excited.

"Jude don’t hold back use me as a relief valve" you said moaning and his eyes darken more by making you turn belly down while he slapped your ass and fucked you mercilessly making you moan and bow at him.

Jude took a handful of your hair and then fucked you senselessly.

"’so beautiful" you said moaning as you felt your pussy clenching around his cock making him grunting.

"Fucking tight," said Jude as you came around his dick.

He didn’t slow down when you came, but instead continued to beat his cock inside of you at a superhuman speed and then cum inside of you.

You both groaned as he relaxed and breathed as he pulled himself out.

You watched him softly as he kissed you with love and thanked you." I don’t know how I would do without you"

[latin5mamii]

no pressure but imo we should get a winners fic today 🤭

Every night - Jude Bellingham

SUMMARY: Your boyfriend’s real reward is at home, waiting for him to make their night unforgettable…

GENRE: smut, reward sex

WARNINGS: smut (+18), fingering, jerking off, unprotected sex, crampie…

AUTHOR’S NOTE: of course i had to write this…especially with him looking so hot tonight😌

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If there’s one thing Jude loved more than winning a game, it was what came after.

Sure, the roar of the crowd, the thrill of the match, and the praise of being called the best on the pitch was a rush like no other. But what really got him, what he craved most, was knowing that you were waiting for him at home with that smile, the one that told him he’d more than earned his reward.

Tonight was no different.

“Oi, Jude, you comin’ out to celebrate?” Vinícius called out, his grin infectious.

“Nah, man, got somethin’ special planned,” Jude replied, a sly smile playing on his lips. The lads teased him, but he didn’t care. He knew they’d understand.

It was when he opened the door of his hotel’s room that he saw his real reward, a little smirk playing on his lips.

“Look who finally decided to show up,” you teased.

Jude’s grin matched yours as he dropped his bag by the door, his eyes never leaving yours. “You know I had to, right? Can’t leave my biggest fan waitin’.”

He led you to the couch, where you comfortably sat on his lap, still looking at him.He kissed you slowly, like he was savoring every second of it, every taste of you. You could feel the tension in his body, the way he held you just a little tighter, his fingers gripping you like he never wanted to let go.

“Jude…” you breathed out, barely able to form words as his hands roamed your body, exploring, claiming.

“Mhm?” he hummed against your lips, his eyes half-lidded, full of that fiery intensity you loved so much.

“You were so good out there baby…” You whispered against his lips, which curved into a satisfied smile as he felt your breath against his skin.

“Yeah?” Jude’s voice was a low growl against your ear, his breath hot and teasing. “You know I do it all for you, right?”

You shivered under his touch, fingers tangling in his hair. “I know, baby.”

His hands roamed down your back, gripping your waist with a possessive intensity, his mouth leaving wet kisses down your neck. Soft moans escaped your lips.

“Don’t ever stop making that sound, yeah?” he murmured between kisses. You silently nodded, doing exactly as he requested.

Jude’s hands moved with purpose, tracing the curve of your body until his fingers brushed against the delicate lace of your panties. He pressed a finger against the fabric, feeling the heat and wetness beneath.

“Fuck, you’re so ready for me,” he growled, his voice thick. He slid your panties aside, his fingers teasing your entrance before slipping inside, making you gasp.

“Jude…” you moaned, clutching at his shoulders, your hips rocking against his hand. His thumb found your clit, circling it with just the right pressure, making you see stars.

“You like that?” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. “Tell me how good it feels.”

“So good, Jude… don’t stop,” you panted, your nails digging into his back.

He smiled against your neck, adding another finger and thrusting them deeper, his pace relentless. “Gonna make you come, love. Gonna make you scream my name.”

You could feel the tension building, your body trembling with the need for release. Jude’s fingers moved faster, his thumb pressing harder against your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Come for me, baby,” he commanded, his voice rough and urgent. “Let go.”

With a cry, you did, but Jude didn’t stop, his fingers working you through your orgasm until you were a trembling, panting mess in his arms.

“Good girl,” he murmured, kissing you deeply, his hand still teasing your oversensitive flesh. “But we’re not done yet.”

You gently pushed him back, your eyes locked with his as you slid down his body. He watched you with a mix of surprise and hunger as you unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard length.

“You want to be rewarded too, right?” you whispered, your voice sultry.

Jude could only nod, his eyes dark with desire. “I’m all yours.”

You wrapped your hand around him, your tongue flicking over the tip before taking him into your mouth. His groan was deep and guttural, his hands finding their way to your hair, guiding you as you moved.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” he muttered, his hips thrusting gently. You took him deeper, your tongue swirling around him, your hand working in tandem with your mouth. His grip tightened in your hair as you increased your pace, the sounds of your sucking and his moans filling the room.

“Baby, I’m close,” he warned, his voice strained. You pulled back slightly, your eyes meeting his as you continued to stroke him, your mouth working the tip with focused intensity.

With a shuddering groan, he came, his release filling your mouth. You swallowed every drop, licking him clean before looking up at him with a satisfied smile.

Jude pulled you up, kissing you deeply, tasting himself on your lips.

He climbed over you, positioning himself between your legs. He grabbed your hips, pulling you closer as he lined himself up with your entrance. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, and you closed your eyes at the feeling.

“Nu-uh, let me look at these pretty eyes,” Jude murmured, his voice rough.

You did as he asked, opening your ‘pretty eyes’ and grabbing his hand, squeezing and caressing it

As he entered you, he started moving his hips slowly at first, savoring every moment. You moaned softly, the sensation overwhelming.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes never leaving yours. “So tight, so perfect.”

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Jude… faster, please.”

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, each one driving you closer to the edge.Your gasps and moans filled the room .

“Your legs are shaking so much, baby,” he whispered, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”

“God- Don’t stop please,” you whimpered , your nails digging into his shoulders.

He increased his pace, his thrusts hitting deeper and harder. “I never thought I’d hear you say this. Fuck, you’re so hot.”

You moaned louder, your body arching into his. “Jude… I’m so close…”

“Me too, baby,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “I’m gonna come.”

The intensity of his thrusts, combined with the pressure of his thumb on your clit, pushed you over the edge once more.As he spilled inside you, he messily kissed you,moving your hair from your face.

He collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms, both of you breathing heavily, hearts pounding.

You turned to face him, blushing a bit.

“Why are you looking at me like this?”you asked, trying to catch your breath, a playful grin on your face.

“I’m just imagining how amazing it would be to celebrate like this every night.”

[rmadridcore]

In His Hands

Pairing: Jude Bellingham x Reader

Requested

Summary: A teasing selfie leads to a night of raw passion, leaving you and Jude craving each other even more.

Word Count: 3.6K

Warning: Smut! (Minors DNI)

Author’s note: A bit delayed, sorry, trying to get through my requests as fast as I can 🫂 hope you like it anon 🤍

The smell of fried onions mingled with the rhythm of the faint music playing softly in the background. The kitchen was alive with the warm crackle of oil in the pan, where golden cubes of onion sizzled and popped under your careful watch. Swaying your hips lightly to the beat, you chopped ingredients with precision, sneaking glances at the pan to ensure nothing burned. These moments had become your little sanctuary, a pocket of peace before Jude came home from training. Cooking, dancing, and letting the simplicity of the evening settle in — it was your way of unwinding.

The oversized white shirt you’d swiped from Jude’s wardrobe hung loosely on your frame, now peppered with tiny spots of oil that had jumped from the pan. It didn’t matter though; there was something inherently comforting about being wrapped up in his shirt, smelling faintly of him, even when he wasn’t there. Or so you thought.

Completely unaware of the faint creak of the door and the muffled sound of footsteps closing in, you focused on shredding a carrot with one hand while the other stirred the onions.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms slipped around your waist, pulling you into a firm, warm embrace. You yelped, the carrot nearly slipping from your grasp as you stiffened in surprise.

“Relax, it’s just me,” Jude’s voice rumbled against your ear, playful and low, his breath warm on your neck.

Your head instinctively tilted back, resting on his shoulder as your startled laugh bubbled out. “You scared me half to death,” you huffed, though the smile tugging at your lips betrayed your words.

“Oh, didn’t mean to,” he murmured, his tone laced with mock innocence. His lips grazed the shell of your ear before traveling down to your cheek and then to the curve of your neck, pressing soft kisses against your skin. “But look at you… you’re too irresistible in my T-shirt. So stunning,” he added, his voice husky and sweet, sending a flush of warmth creeping up your neck and cheeks.

You tried to keep your focus, though the slow drag of his lips against your neck was making that increasingly difficult. His arms tightened around your waist as his chin came to rest on your shoulder, his gaze dropping to the shredded carrot.

“What’s all this?” he asked, plucking a strand of carrot and popping it into his mouth.

“Dinner,” you replied, smacking his hand away when he reached for another. “For you. But I’m starting to think you don’t deserve it.”

“Oh, I don’t deserve it?” he teased, his chuckle vibrating against your back. “What’d I do this time?” His voice was dripping with mischief, the smirk audible even without seeing his face.

“You’re always up to something,” you retorted, fighting a smile as you reached for the wooden spoon to stir the onions. But before you could, Jude snatched your hand, spinning you around effortlessly. Now trapped between his body and the kitchen counter, you were met with his playful yet intense gaze.

“Jude, the onions—”

Your protest was cut short as his lips crashed against yours, a kiss so fierce and sudden it stole the air from your lungs. His hands roamed down to grip your waist, then lower to your ass, pulling you flush against him. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as his tongue slid against yours, deepening the kiss with an urgency that made your knees weak.

His lips were warm and soft, but his kiss was dominant, full of intent and meaning, as if he had something to prove. It wasn’t just affection — it was a statement. And in that moment, nothing else mattered, not the onions sizzling in the pan, not the carrots on the counter. Only him.

The heat from the pan was nothing compared to the fire spreading through your body as Jude’s lips traveled from your mouth down to your neck, his touch growing more demanding with every second. You barely registered the soft thunk of your head hitting the cabinet as he grabbed your thigh, hitching it up against his hip, pressing his hardness firmly between your legs. The sensation had you gasping softly, the sound spurring him on as he began sucking gently on the sensitive spot at the base of your neck.

For a moment, the world dissolved into nothing but the feel of him — the weight of his body pinning you to the counter, his breath warm against your skin, his lips working their way over your neck. But then reality snapped back in the form of a loud, angry hiss from the pan. The smell hit you next, the burnt onions now a scorched mess in the pan.

“Jude, look at what you’ve done,” you scolded, pushing him away reluctantly, grabbing the wooden spoon instinctively even though there was no salvaging the charred remains.

Jude didn’t even try to hide his amusement, his chuckle low and smug as he reached over, turning off the stove with a casual flick of his wrist. “I really don’t give a fuck about the onions right now,” he said, taking the spoon from your hand and setting it on the counter. His smirk was still firmly in place as he turned to face you, a familiar glint in his eyes that sent a shiver of anticipation down your spine.

His hands came up to cradle your face, and for a moment, the gentle touch had you thinking this was going to be sweet and tender. But the dark intent in his gaze told a completely different story. “You really think I’m going to let you get away with what you did to me earlier today?” he teased, his tone dripping with mock sternness.

You blinked up at him, your brows knitting together in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

Both of his hands slid to your neck, holding you just firm enough to keep your eyes locked on his. His lips descended again, pressing against yours with deliberate intent before moving to kiss your cheek, then the other, then your nose, and finally your forehead.

“The picture,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “The one you sent me today.”

The realization hit you like a freight train. You’d completely forgotten about the cheeky mirror selfie you’d sent earlier — black lingerie, the perfect angle, sent on a whim when your package arrived. You’d assumed he was too busy to even check his phone, let alone respond. Apparently, you were wrong.

“You think that’s funny?” he continued, his lips returning to your neck, the kisses wetter and sloppier now as his voice dipped into something needier. “You think it’s okay to torture me like that?”

Your lips parted, an apology or explanation forming on the tip of your tongue, but Jude wasn’t about to give you the chance. He turned you swiftly, this time trapping you between himself and the kitchen island. His body pressed into yours with unrelenting intensity, his hands firm on your hips.

“I’ve been hard all day because of you,” he said, his voice thick with frustration and heat. “Do you have any idea how painful it’s been? I couldn’t even sneak away for ten minutes to take care of myself. Do you know what that was like?”

The image popped into your head unbidden, Jude, trying and failing to hide his boner during training like some awkward teenager, and you couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled up.

Jude narrowed his eyes at you, though there was no mistaking the playful glint in his expression. “Is that funny to you?” he asked, his voice dripping with mock offense, though the adoration was impossible to miss. “I should tease you back right now, make you suffer like I did all day. But I can’t.” His hands slid under your, his, shirt, his touch setting your skin alight. “I want you too much. I’ve been thinking about you all damn day.”

Before you could respond, his lips captured yours again, the kiss deeper, more demanding than before. He pulled back just long enough to tug the shirt over your head, his eyes darkening as they took you in. His gaze lingered for a beat before his head dropped to your bare chest, his lips brushing against your skin as a groan escaped him.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, his voice muffled and full of want.

The air in the kitchen felt thick with tension, the heat between you and Jude intensifying with every passing second. You reached for his head, desperate to bring his lips back to yours, but Jude had other plans. His mouth latched onto your nipple, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak before gently biting it. The sudden sensation made you yelp as his other hand began its descent, slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts.

“You’re so damn gorgeous,” Jude murmured against your skin, his voice low and filled with awe. His teeth grazed your nipple, eliciting another sharp gasp from you. The hand inside your panties began stroking your folds, his touch teasing and maddeningly gentle.

“You’re already soaking, pretty girl,” he whispered, his eyes meeting yours. The intensity in his gaze sent shivers down your spine as his thumb found your clit, applying just enough pressure to make you squirm. “You’ve been driving me crazy, angel. I couldn’t stop thinking about you today.”

His breath was hot against your neck as he dipped his head, inhaling your scent deeply. “Your scent burned my nose all day…” he groaned, his lips brushing over your collarbone.

With deliberate slowness, Jude peeled your shorts and panties down, letting them pool around your ankles. You wiggled your feet to free yourself, anticipation building as his hands roamed your now bare skin.

“And every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was you, spread out for me,” he confessed, his voice thick with need. His fingers returned to your slick heat, roughly teasing your entrance while his other hand braced against the kitchen island for support.

He pulled back just enough to take in the sight of you, his eyes roaming over your naked form. “You’re so fucking perfect, Y/N. So beautiful,” he said, his thick accent dripping with desire.

Before you could respond, his mouth found your earlobe, sucking and nibbling gently. The sensation sent a fresh wave of heat through your body, your back arching against the counter as your hands found his shoulders, gripping tightly.

“Are you going to be good for me, love? Gonna give me what I want?” His tone was teasing, but the dominance behind it was unmistakable.

You nodded breathlessly, letting out a soft hum as your eyes fluttered shut. “Please…” you groaned, your hips moving on their own, grinding against the knee he had pressed firmly against your aching core.

“God, you’re impossible,” Jude tutted, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. With swift movements, he spun you around, bending you over the cool marble of the counter. The sensation made you gasp, the coldness contrasting deliciously with your overheated skin.

“You’re absolutely stunning, baby. Just gorgeous,” he murmured, his voice filled with adoration as he ran his hands over your curves. The sight of you bent over, so ready and exposed for him, had him groaning softly.

His hand came down to massage the soft flesh of your ass, his touch firm but careful. “You remember, right?” he asked, his voice serious for a moment. “If you want to slow down, say yellow. If it’s too much, say red, and I’ll stop, okay?”

You nodded quickly, his care making you feel even more at ease. The way he always checked in before pushing any boundary filled you with a sense of safety you cherished deeply.

“Good girl,” he praised, his hands continuing their exploration. His fingers teased your dripping folds again, making your thighs instinctively clench together in need.

“Jude,” you whined, the desperation in your voice clear.

He wasn’t having it. Sliding his knee between your legs, he wedged them apart, ensuring you couldn’t close them again. “I’ll pretend you didn’t do that,” he said with a mock scolding tone, squeezing your ass hard enough to make you groan.

“You’re flawless,” he murmured, his hands caressing your skin. “And you’re all mine.”

The weight of his words sent a thrill through you, your body trembling with anticipation as his touch became more deliberate. You could sense what was coming next — the suspense only making your thighs quiver as you waited.

Jude’s hand massaged your ass, his movements slow and intentional. The tension was almost unbearable as you felt him lift his hand slightly, preparing for the first strike. It wasn’t the first time he’d spanked you, but the deliberate nature of it now, the way he had you bent over and completely at his mercy, made it feel entirely different.

Your breath hitched as the anticipation built, every nerve ending alight as you braced yourself for what was to come.

“You enjoyed teasing me with that picture, didn’t you?” Jude murmured, his hand lingering on your cheek, his thumb stroking in a way that had your heart racing.

“No,” you panted, the lie spilling from your lips without hesitation. The truth was that you loved teasing him, loved the idea of him unraveling because of you. But now, with his touch setting every nerve on fire, you couldn’t risk the honesty — not when the anticipation of what was coming next was already driving you mad.

Jude’s other hand flattened against the small of your back, pressing you into the counter until you were completely at his mercy. The cool marble beneath you contrasted with the heat building between your legs.

“Please, Jude,” you begged, your voice trembling with desperation as you tried to press your thighs together again, seeking relief. Before you could, Jude’s palm cracked against your ass, the sound reverberating through the kitchen and leaving a sharp sting in its wake. The shock stole your breath, the sudden sensation sending pleasure rippling through you.

“Still good, baby?” he asked softly, his voice low and rough as he ran his hand soothingly over the heated skin.

“Y-yes,” you stammered, your hands gripping the edge of the counter as you nodded.

“There’s my good girl.” He bent down to press a kiss to the small of your back, the tenderness making your stomach flutter before he delivered another sharp slap to the same spot, pulling a sharp cry from your lips.

“Fuck!” you gasped, the sting bleeding into a delicious ache that had your thighs trembling. The duality of pain and pleasure ignited something primal, each spank stoking the fire inside you.

Jude alternated between cheeks, leaving your skin glowing red as he worked you over, pausing after each strike to murmur praise or check in with you. His deep voice was like a balm, grounding you even as his actions unraveled every last shred of control. By the time he finished, tears pricked at your eyes, your entire body alight with need as you whimpered, begging for more.

“You did so well for me, pretty girl,” he praised, his large hands kneading your tender flesh, the contrast of his gentle touch making you shiver. “So perfect, so beautiful.”

He straightened, one hand sliding to cup your throat as he pulled you upright, your back flush against his chest. You could feel the hard length of him pressing against your sore skin, and it made you whimper with need.

“Please,” you whispered, your voice cracking as your hand reached up to cover his where it rested on your neck.

Jude’s eyes darkened as he spun you around, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss. You melted into him, your hands fumbling between your bodies to push his sweatpants down. He helped you, one hand wrapped protectively around your throat, the other tugging his briefs over his hips. His cock sprang free, hot and heavy against your stomach as he groaned into your mouth.

“God, I want you,” you moaned, he turned you around in his grip to bend you over the counter once more.

Jude wasted no time, his hands gripping your hips as he slid his cock through your soaked folds. The friction made you both cry out, his deep groan reverberating through your chest.

“Please,” you repeated, desperate, and Jude finally gave in, pressing the tip inside you with a low curse.

The stretch was exquisite, every inch of him filling you perfectly as he gripped your thigh. His pace was relentless from the start, his thrusts hard, rough and precise, each one hitting the spot inside you that made your vision blur.

“So perfect,” he growled, his voice strained, “You always squeeze me just right.”

Your fingers scrambled for purchase on the slick surface of the counter as Jude’s hand found your shoulder, holding you steady as he moved. The other hand slid between your bodies, his thumb circling your clit in a rhythm that had you crying out his name.

“Jude!” you sobbed, your head falling forward as your body trembled.

“Look at you,” he groaned, leaning down to kiss your spine as his pace quickened. “You’re mine, baby. You’re all mine.”

“I’m yours,” you gasped, repeating the words like a mantra as he drove you closer to the edge. “Always yours.”

Your breathing became erratic, each gasp shallower than the last as the pressure in your core coiled impossibly tight. “I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered, your voice high and breathless. Your eyes rolled back, bliss overtaking your senses, your mind blank except for his name. It repeated in your head like a prayer, Jude, Jude, Jude — a chant you couldn’t stop, as if he had consumed every inch of your being.

“Cum for me, angel,” he rasped, his voice rough with need. “Wanna feel you let go around me.” His own body trembled against yours, every muscle tensed like live wires ready to snap. Jude was holding on by a thread, his balls aching for release, but his focus remained solely on you. He needed to feel you shatter first, to hear your cries of pleasure as you unraveled around him.

The intensity of his thrusts stole the air from your lungs, and you bit down hard on your lip to stifle the scream threatening to spill out. The sharp sting of teeth meeting flesh grounded you for a fleeting moment before the tidal wave of your orgasm crashed over you. Your entire body tensed, toes curling, fingers digging into the counter as waves of ecstasy pulsed through you.

“Jude!” you cried, the sound ripping from your throat as your walls clenched tightly around him. The pleasure was overwhelming, spreading from your core to every nerve ending until you were shaking, gasping for air, lost in the storm of sensation.

Jude cursed under his breath, his grip on your thigh tightening painfully as your climax pushed him over the edge. His forehead dropped to the back of your neck, his hot breath mingling with the sheen of sweat on your skin. A deep groan rumbled through his chest as his release hit, his hips stuttering as he spilled into you. The warmth of him filling you sent another shiver through your already trembling body, and you let out a soft sigh, resting your head against the cool marble.

He held you close as the aftershocks rippled through both of you, his arms wrapping tightly around your middle as if to keep you grounded. His chest heaved against your back, his lips brushing over your shoulder in a tender kiss. “God,” he murmured, his voice hoarse, “I’ve never cum that hard in my life.”

You chuckled weakly, still catching your breath, the corners of your lips tugging into a tired but content smile. “If this is what I get, I’ll be sending you selfies in lingerie every day.”

Jude’s laugh was soft but filled with affection, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he nuzzled into your skin. “Careful, my love. Next time, I might not be so generous.” His words carried a teasing edge, but his voice was warm, the smirk evident even without seeing his face.

Reluctantly, he pulled out of you, his body aching at the loss of your warmth. He groaned softly, his hands lingering on your hips before stepping back. “Stay there, let me take care of you.” His tone was gentle, almost reverent, as he disappeared momentarily, returning with a damp cloth to clean you up.

Every movement was tender, his touch soft as he tended to you, whispering quiet reassurances. “I love you so much,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple once he was done, his breath warm against your skin. His words were spoken like a secret, meant only for you.

After you were both dressed again, Jude pulled you into his arms, his chin resting atop your head as his hands traced lazy circles on your back. You leaned into him, your fingers brushing against his shoulders, savoring the quiet intimacy between you.

It was only then that he glanced around the kitchen, finally noticing the chaos left behind. The pan with the burned onion still sat on the stove, the half-shredded carrot nearby, various ingredients scattered haphazardly across the counter, utensils lay abandoned in a messy heap.

“We’re ordering in tonight, aren’t we?” Jude said, a chuckle rumbling through his chest.

You laughed along with him, shaking your head. “You ruined my therapeutic cooking session, you know.” Though your words carried a mock reprimand, your tone was light, the memory of the evening softening any lingering annoyance.

Jude smirked, pulling you closer, his voice a low murmur in your ear. “If it means having you like this, I’d ruin every meal we ever try to make.” You rolled your eyes, swatting at his chest playfully, though you couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at your lips. As you nestled back into his arms, you knew one thing for certain — you’d definitely be sending him that selfie again.

[lustrexia]

tw: nsfw, breeding, minors dni.

— Jude Bellingham’s Size

• Unapologetically big. And thick too, he just knows it, he has a big dick. Maybe it has some veins too.

• It's difficult for you to fit his dick in your hands, you will need to use two hands if you want to suck him off or give him a blowjob.

• Big bulge, even bigger when he's horny. He'd smile at you knowingly when he catches you staring, he knows.

• He loves it when you choke on it, or when you try to deepthroat; because you can't, it's so thick you can barely fit it in your mouth, and it stretches your lips lewdly.

• Maybe it’s the fact that it makes a bulge on your stomach when he’s deep inside of you, or maybe that he insists of going in raw, you don’t know what it is about him, but it gets you filled up and satisfied at the end of the day, so you let him fuck you knowing that he will probably get you knocked up.

• Ever wanted to be stretched and bred hard by a big cock? He’d be the one to do it. He’d talk you through it, saying you should just lay down and take it.

[lewisvinga]

happier than ever | jude bellingham x fem! fcb femeni! reader

summary; who knew barcelona femeni’s squad was protective after finding out who y/n was dating

face claim; salma paralluelooooo

warnings; cursing , chaos

all works taglist; @goldenmclaren @namgification @c-losur3 @minkyungseokie @lavisenri @ollieshifts

note; requested ! now this one , i like it🙂‍↕️ salma is soooo gorgeous it makes me forget shes a barca player 😞

masterlist !

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[caption 1; good morning 😴] [caption 2; he says this is the best breakfast ?]

alexiaputellas …..

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marialeonn16 who the FUCK is that

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marialeonn16 ANSWER MEEEEEEEE

ingrid_engen whatever makes u happy❤️

ingrid_engen THIS IS MAPI ANSWER ME NOW.

ingrid_engen Y/NNNNNN

ingrid_engen ignore mapi 🙏

patri8guijarro ???😀😀😀

vickyylopezz._ you’re dead amiga

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judebellingham who is that sexy fella

yourusername told you to put a shirt on so my teammates wouldn’t go crazy but noooooo u had to show off ur abs😒

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yourusername yeah but now mapi and alexia are spamming my phone 🥱

judebellingham do they know it’s me?

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judebellingham i say hard launch

yourusername u want my teammates to kill u???

judebellingham idk i got a brahim w me

yourusername if he can’t protect u from my teammates then that’s on u

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yourusername: ☀️

tagged; judebellingham

judebellingham: well you’re a lovely lady, aren’t you

yourusername:🥰🥰

marialeonn16: don’t speak abt my y/n like that.

yourusername: mapi….

judebellingham: crazy but she’s in my bed rn

yourusername: JUDE????

marialeonn16: ?!’alxoqifksofo829399&&

alexiaputellas: i taught you better than this…

yourusername: who am i to deny my desires😞

aitanabonmati: YOU’RE LIKE 12??

yourusername: i’m 19 actually and taller than u

aitanabonmati: so he’s dating someone younger 🤨

judebellingham: by a few months 🤷‍♀️

alexiaputellas: u weren’t invited into this convo

username: the chaos in the comment section is KILLINGGGG ME😭🤣

username: jude has a gf🕊️

username: OH WHAT APOWER COUPLE

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username: wait…. i’m loving this 🤭

username: SHE LOOKS SOOOO GOOD

username: yall think she was at the ucl final??

patri8guijarro: no.

judebellingham: yes and she wore my jersey😁

aitanabonmati: ?????????????????????

ingrid_engen: y/n plz ignore any call u get from mapi🙏 she will calm down soon enough

marialeonn16: NO ANSWER ME😠

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judebellingham: la vida 😴

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judebellingham: te quiero🤍

username: sleeping on the highway

username: SHES SO CUTEEEE

username: i love them ur honor

olgacarmona7: bienvenida a la familia ??

alexiaputellas: no.

judebellingham: SI.

marialeonn16: YOU DON’T KNOW SPANISH🤬

judebellingham: ur star girl is teaching me tho

yourusername: still trying to make him say visca barca but it’s not working 😕

username: i’m a madrid girlie through n through but i love them sm😫

username: everytime i see jude or y/n post each other im ready for the fcb fem team to be chaotic in the comments😭

lucybronze: i’ll let it slide this time

ona.batlle: we don’t do that here☝️

keirawalsh: but he’s english??

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vinijr: 👀👀

camavinga: 🤫🤫

brahim: 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

judebellingham: 😁😁

marialeonn16: what does this mean.

yourusername: mapi LEAVE???

alexiaputellas: this is some secret real madrid code. marisabel_rguez what are they saying 😒

marisabel_rguez: 🥸🥸

username: the contrast of the comments section on ig compared to twitter is hilarious 😭

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yourusername: happier than ever

tagged; judebellingham

judebellingham: better when i’m w you😍😍

judebellingham: i love you te quiero mucho

judebellingham: i have the best gf itw

judebellingham: y/n l/n is my girlfriend guys

judebellingham: i am the luckiest man ever

yourusername:STOP i love you🥹

judebellingham: I LOVE YOU

alexiaputellas: 😒😒😒

yourusername: i’m telling on u rn btw

marialeonn16: damage control🥱

yourusername: ingrid_engen

marialeonn7: THATS NOT FAIR

username: jude is such a simp omg🥹

username: hes js like me fr

username: JUDES COMMENT IMOSOFK😭💓💞💞💖💘💘💞💓💞💘💖💝

username: screaming crying throwing up

marialeonn16: cute.

yourusername: thank u ingrid

ingrid_engen: 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

alexiaputellas: as long as you’re happy, nena ❤️

yourusername: gracias olga

olgarios:😁

vickyylopezz._: SIMP

yourusername: oh shut up🙄

aitanabonmati: ok then… whatever makes you happy

judebellingham: i makes her happy😁

keirawalsh: hey don’t push it 🙄

username: the way they’re dominating football rn, dare i say mini goats 🤭

username: MIS AMORES😭❤️‍🩹

[zombvic]

YASSIFIED (jude bellingham x reader)

summary : in which y/n & jude share silly banter on social media

face claim : wolfiecindy

notes : this is short, silly, boring, no plot and kinda stupid so sorry bout that xx anyways dont be a ghost reader please ! this idea went to my mind right when i saw those pictures lmfaoooo

pairings : jude bellingham x model!reader

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yourusename now I'm lyin' on the cold hard ground

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judebellingham get ur ass up from the cold floor ??

- yourusername what the fuck jude

user can jude fight .

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yourusename how i sleep knowing no girl gets on his nerves more than me #sassymenapocalypse

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user i know a sassy man..

user does this sassy individual play football perchance.. ?

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took me straight up like an hour idk i just wanted to post something instead of studying for a "školská" from maths

[certainsaturn]

Real Madrid youngsters HTTYD!AU

VINI JR. —MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE.

He wandered on Dragon Island alone because of a dare and went into some dragon’s cave unknowingly knowing there’s a dragon in there. Bad luck on his side, it’s a Monstrous Nightmare who was waken up by his loud ranting. Has no other way to escape unless he prove to the dragon that he is not a threat.

Somehow got the dragon’s trust but is regretting it day by day because a Monstrous Nightmare is hard to maintain . He has to apply gel on it’s body daily to keep it moisturised so it doesn’t burn itself.

He has problems in training the dragon to follow his orders. Monstrous Nightmares are stubborn (just like him) and have high egos .He almost gave up after the dragon set itself on fire while he was riding him.

Learned the trick after reading Hiccup’s dragon manual which is to give the dragon neck hugs. (He has to throw himself on the dragon’s neck). And it worked miraculously. They still argue sometimes though.

RODRYGO GOES —DEADLY NADDER.

Rodrygo would never hurt a dragon despite the traditional ways of his people. He believes that they won’t hurt him unless he hurt them first. So anytime people bring back the hunted down and tortured dragons, he will set them free after and pretend to not know anything.

But after a while of doing that, he got caught by his people and was thrown into a dragon’s cage to get eaten. The Deadly Nadder only eyed him curiously and smelled him. He shocked the whole village by taming it. Flew out of there and went to some random island.

The dragon keep following him everywhere after that he had no choice but to train it. They became close friends and travelled the archipelago together going on many adventures.

AURELIÉN TCHOUAMÉNI —TIMBERJACK.

The Tchouameni’s are wood choppers since the beginning of time on a small island. But the arrival of a dragon comes to ruin their lifestyle. And it’s not just any dragon but a Timberjack. Timberjacks are just huge flying snakes with horns, Aurelien thought. Surely he can kill it easily. Wrong.

He got burn marks everywhere since his first attempt to kill it. The oil-based fire is hotter than he ever felt. The huge sharp wings leaving cuts his skin. He has to find a way to kill it before it effects their logging trade incomes.

Vini came to his island one day to get some rest after being airborne for so long. Aurelien welcomes him and his Monstrous Nightmare. He warned Vini about the Timberjack lurking around the island. Vini just shrugs him off and tell him to tame it if it won't leave.

After several hours attempting to tame a Timberjack, Aurelien found out he just have to scratch the wings of the dragon to earn its trust because Vini decided not to tell him until the last minute just to see chaos unfold.

JUDE BELLINGHAM —STORMCUTTER.

Jude Bellingham hates dragons with all his guts. His mother died because of one (or so he thought). His life’s rule is to kill any dragon that crosses his path. And he did.

Until one day he met Rodrygo and Aurelien and learned from them that dragons aren’t all bad. But he doesn’t believe them so he arranged a fight against a dragon (A stormcutter) without using any weapons to see if it would kill him or not. It did at first, but then he did the Hiccup technique (with the palm and all that) after Aurelien yelled from the stands for him to lower his ego and do it. Is now a change man.

Quitted his dragon killing operation and started a dragon sanctuary. Love his dragon and other dragons from that day onwards.

EDUARDO CAMAVINGA —DRAMILLION.

Eduardo’s family doesn’t hate dragons. At least not anymore. The Camavinga’s used to hunt and torture dragons back in the day. What made them stop is unknown but Eduardo is forever grateful for it. He always wanted to train and fly one.

The only problem is that dragons don’t land where he lives because of his family’s history of killing them. He has to sail a ship to a well known dragon sanctuary to achieve his dream.

On his way he came across an injured dragon shot down with poison laced arrows and left to die. He tended it to its need and earned its trust but has no idea what kind of dragon is it.

When he arrived at the dragon sanctuary he asked Jude about it and his heart shattered when he found out Dramillion’s are haunted by his family to extinction long time ago and only a flock of them are left. He promised his dragon to avenge its species for the things human kind has done. They are practically best friends now, with all the similarities they got. Travelled the world together until the end of his life.

TMI : i really love httyd. ive watched all the series and movies. im feeling generous and productive all of the sudden to do a headcanon on what dragons the boys would have and how they trained it. listening to my httyd playlist got me emotional while writing this.

i hope u guys liked this. tell me ur thoughts in the comments. i appreciate it.

© certainsaturn2024

[afterglowsainz]

hi sweetheart !!

can you write like the reader not being popular like jude, like nobody knows her, shes in college while hes a footballer:(( so so cutesy jude wouls probably make her famous AF!!!?

end of the world | jude bellingham

summary: no one knows who jude is dating until her college graduation

fc: candela gallo

a/n: the idea for this came to me in a dream so thanks for requesting it <3

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[dorabellingham]

Little midfielder

warning: none

characters: jude x mom!reader

summary: when your baby wants to practice football but your husband is injured.

may contain spelling and translation errors!

Madrid, Spain — July 4, 2024

Benjamin, just two years old, was already obsessed with football. Every time he saw a ball, his eyes lit up and he started running after it, even though he was still learning to shoot.

Today, with the sun illuminating the yard, he held his mini soccer ball with determination, ready to convince his dad to play with him. Jude was sitting on the couch, with his leg stretched out and still in the process of recovering from his last injury, trying to follow the doctor's recommendations. He knew he needed a little more patience, but when Benji came running with the ball, his curls bouncing and an irresistible smile on his face, he felt his heart melt.

—Daddy, play, daddy!

Benji asked, holding the ball in both of his little hands and swinging it in front of his father. Jude looked at his son and, for a second, hesitated. He knew he wasn't ready to return to intense physical activities yet, but it was just a game with his son, right? Nothing else. A smile formed on his face, and he sighed.

—Okay, Ben, let's go. But slowly, huh?

The boy, excited, started jumping, while the man slowly got up. You, who was nearby, gave a warning look.

—Jude... you know the doctor hasn't released it yet, right?

—I know, I know. —He replied, taking the ball from your son's hands and lightly throwing it to the little one. —But it's just a light game, nothing more.

Benji, of course, was over the moon. He chased the ball with all the energy a two-year-old could have, his quick, clumsy steps around the yard were adorable to watch. Jude, even though he was trying to take it easy, ended up kicking the ball back to him with a little more force than he intended. The little boy stumbled as he tried to catch the ball, but soon got up, laughing as if it were the funniest thing in the world.

—Look at that kick! —He joked, pretending to be the game's narrator. —Bellingham father against Bellingham son... and the father is having trouble moving, but the son comes with everything!

You, watching from afar, shook your head, laughing at the way your husband was turning a little joke into a competition. Your baby, all concentrated, made a clumsy kick, and the ball went straight to Jude's feet. He tried to resist the attempt, but the player's instincts took over. He adjusted his foot and gently kicked back. Benjamin ran after the ball, aiming to show his father his skills.

—Look, daddy! I'm just like you!

He spoke with that sweet child's voice, making Bellingham's heart melt even more.

He sent it and bent down a little to be at the baby's height.

—You'll be better than me, little one. But only if mommy doesn't let me play with you too soon!

Benjamin, not understanding the joke, just laughed and continued running. You, on the other hand, crossed your arms and gave Jude a warning look.

—You know you should be resting.

—I know, darling! —He replied, laughing —But how am I going to say no to this little midfielder of ours here?

You sighed, but you couldn't help but smile at the sight of the two of them together.

—Just don't get too excited, okay? And, Benji, without hurting daddy, huh?

Benjamin laughed, not really understanding, and continued chasing the ball. But even with the caution Jude was taking, he began to feel a slight pain in his knee, which made him stop and lean lightly on the garden fence. You noticed it right away and went to him, worried.

—See? I knew this would happen.

—I'm fine, babe!

He replied, still trying to keep the smile, even though he was starting to feel more uncomfortable.

Benji, realizing that the game had stopped, ran to his father and, with those curious eyes, asked:

—Does it hurt, daddy?

Jude revealed and messed up his son's curls identical to his, but without a cut.

—A little, but dad will be fine. You played very well, Little Bellingham.

You, helping Jude to sit on the sofa in the garden, looked at the little one and said:

—Now it's time to give daddy a rest, okay, sweetheart? Let's play something else for now.

Benjamin, despite being sad to stop the game, agreed and ran around the yard with the ball again. Jude watched his son, with a mixture of pride and frustration at not yet being 100% recovered.

—He's going to be an ace, right?

He commented to you, who sat next to him.

—He will! —You replied, smiling. —But only if you stop hurting yourself and teach properly.

Jude chuckled.

—Yeah, I'm trying...I just need a little more time.

As you watched his son play, Jude knew he needed to take the recovery process seriously. He wanted to be able to play with your son, train with him without any limitations, but he also knew that this would only be possible if he was patient now. And as stubborn as he was, the smile on his mini copy's face was the perfect reminder of why it was worth waiting and doing things the right way.