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[seenfull]

for the love of God put Ronnie in a skirt and crop top please

He likes dresses better than skirts, though the lack of pockets in either makes wearing them a bit annoying.

[woofdyke]

DID YOU GET STABBED??????????????

uhhh small accident yesterday. no biggie but Robin is being dramatic :p

[rye-kin]

i love how pointy your hyde is because it contrasts with how round your jekyll is i LOVE IT WHEN THEY DO THAT WHEN POINTY AND ROUND CONTRAST YEAH I LOVE YOU ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

WAYGSGHHHHH

I’m glad you like them! <3 been trying to make their contrast (and likeness) more obvious in my art lately so!! Happy its being noticed!

I received an ask a while ago and would love to go more in depth for my designs when I have the time UGHHH I LOVE YAPPING!!!

[vxctorx]

@ronmanmob continued x

His inattentive gaze seems to have taken very little note of the admirable qualities of the room which they have acquired, given the hour. He is not certain whether it's the cold which is making him shiver, or the fear for the inevitable consequence of the daring decision he had made, all in the dead of night; to turn his back on everything he has ever known, in order to leave with the man whom he loves. Even during the ride down to the inn, when he had clasped Ronnie's hand in his nearly the entire way in the solace of the black shadows which filled the taxi's interior, and even now, as he searches the corners of his troubled mind, he fails to find an alternative to his choice. He simply cannot imagine a world in which he wouldn't choose Ronnie over his father's prejudices.

He watches the other's hands with a dazed expression as they unbutton his sodden coat, before halfheartedly shaking his broad shoulders out of the heavy garment. Seeking the comfort of his touch, his chilled hands reach out to grasp onto the other's once more. When his eyes meet Ronnie's, they are red-rimmed with unshed tears. ❝—I really didn't mean for any of this.❞

[jossambird]

WHAT?!?!??!!

THIS IS LITERALLY THE GREATEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

RONNIE I LOVE YOU SM🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️🤭🤭

OF COURSE I WOULD 😤💖

I always love to follow my friends and wives blogs! 😤 (If someone reads this and goes “hey! Ronnie didnt follow me, does that mean were not friends or married?” NO, IM SORRY, ITS BECAUSE I HAVE GOLDFISH BRAIN AND FORGET)

[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

For writer ask game:

62. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or just go for it when the ideas strike?

79. Do you track your writing stats, such as word count, chapter count, etc?

THANK YOU <333333333!!

YES!!! Like I love in my head and my ship world sooooooo yessssssssss!!! And unfortunatly all my ideas came when I'm gonna sleep so.... (forever wait for the thought transcriber!!)

Only at the end of a fic!!! Not during... But at the end I always look at the number of words because, damn..when you write on paper and rewrite it on computer the number of words look and are soo different!!! In paper it's look huge but in reality it's only 3000 words, sigh^^!

[morepopcornplease]

Alrighty, some headcannons your way!

Chandler has a lot of freckles she usually covers with makeup, but when she was little she used to let McNamara draw little constellations on them.

Ronnie is deeply afraid of spiders and her voice will raise about 8 pitches higher whenever she sees one. She once screamed bloody murder while having a sleepover with the Heathers, they have not let her live it down since.

Oh my gosh Chandler would

[prcttyvxnom]

closed starter for @honeyedblossom ( rufus and ronny )

"ronnyyyyyy." rufus said as they were getting ready to head home for the evening. "i am starving, would you like to go get food with me? i'm thinking nachos?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

[protectthevulnerable]

@storyofwhoiam || Continued from here

          “Cause somebody needs to.” He reached out, helping to steady Allie. She was just a kid, but even if she wasn’t, no one else seemingly cared about her and he couldn’t have her on his conscience if he chose to do nothing. “Ya see those dicks?” he asked, fear of her getting hurt coming out in anger as he pointed at the men who Allie had just been all over. “They’ll bash your fuckin’ teeth in and use you ‘til you’re beggin’ for them to kill ya.”

          He pulled Allie away and towards his car. “Get in the fuckin’ car, Kid.” He pulled open the passenger side door. “I’m not askin’.”

[woofdyke]

i thought Robin would prefer you to be close in times like these? that's strange.

i... may have said something insensitive. i was just frustrated... full disclosure time but i have tried to tell that girl to be careful too many times and she never listens to anybody.

[vcronicalvarcz]

"A personal fav-" Ronnie had to stop herself, realizing how loud her voice suddenly gotten. Peering over to the few customers in the shop, she offered an apologetic smile. "Asking a personal favorite is like asking me which child of mine is my favorite." But like most parents, maybe Ronnie could decide which piece she held closer to the heart than the others. Gazing at the wall, her eyes bounced from each canvas. "But gun to my head, I think I'd have to go with that one." Pointing up toward the right, Ronnie stepped forward to touch the canvas depicting a woman who's top half of her face was replaced with a butterfly, a lilac flower placed next to it, and a deeper purple painted at the neck. "I used a dear friend of mine as inspiration."

Bowie looked around her as she took in all the options. "Honestly, I am open to multiple options. I have a lot of bare walls that I'm looking to cover and honestly, I've been wanting a piece or two from here for a long time. It's beautiful work." She said as she moved closer to the artwork that was on display. "Do you have a personal favorite?" She asked curiously, head tilted to the side.

[lorarri]

★ . . . 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 , 𝐉𝐁𝟓

summary , the daughter of lewis hamilton and a 3 time f1 world champion life is pretty great especially now that you have found a special someone

pairing , jude bellingham x fem! hamilton! redbull! f1 driver! reader

main masterlist | football masterlist

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yourinstagram winter break photodump pt. 5

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user my wife is a madrid...I don't know what to do with why self now

user stay away from my wifey mr. hey jude lookin ass

user MR BELLINGHAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user it couple is cookin ya'll

user love that mother is living her best life

user bae wake up Y/N posted a winter break photo dump

user OKAY BUT THAT LAST PIC EXCUSE ME?!?!?!

user madam who got you those flowers

user jude better be careful or papa hamilton gonna have his head if he even thinks about trying anything with his daughter

user why am I kinda living from the idea of these two being a couple

user are you dating jude?

user Y/N come home the kids miss you

user 4th wdc pending...

user so we all know who the guy in the last slide is right?

user love my soon to be parents

user the queen soft launching wasn't on my 2024 bingo card

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TRENTSKI

JUDITH

EXPLAIN YOUR SELF

JUDITH

huh?

RICE RICE BABY

did you really think you could sneek your way into Y/N Hamilton's ig dump and we wouldn't find out?

JUDITH

yes?

SANCHOOOO

SO YOU ADMIT IT

IT IS YOU

MEEK MEALS

glad you finally got together

I was getting sick and tired of you talking about her 24/7

JACK RABBIT

I'm surprised he even got the strength to talk to her

STAR BOY

right?

his brain normally turns to mush when ever her name is mentioned

proud of you bro

JUDITH

thx kyo

I always knew you were a real one

TRENTSKI

damn I see how it is then....

RICE RICE BABY

trents going dark lads

in his sad girl era

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

so wait who knows about you 2 being together?

SANCHOOOO

besides the entire intent after that photo dump?

MEEK MEALS

LMFAOOO

STAR BOY

tell lewis he's the goat

JUDITH

hahah funny

let us have our damatic soft launch

obvi you guys know

the only others that know are max, sebastian, and charles

I'll let lewis know when he figures out I'm dating his daughter this Saturday

JACK RABBIT

mate your fucked

TRENTSKI

DAMN

secret forbbiden romance

didn't know you were built like that jude

MEEK MEALS

what do you mean Lewis fucking Hamilton doesn't know you are dating HIS DAUGHTER

SANCHOOOO

pray for jude guys

these might be his last days with us

STAR BOY

he shall be missed

JACK RABBIT

dw jude I'll delete your search history of you stalking Y/N's ig and twitter

JUDITH

thanks guys...

wiss me luck

TRENTSKI

break a leg

RICE RICE BABY

don't die

MEEK MEALS

good luck

SANCHOOOO

you going to die

STAR BOY

what colour coffin do you want?

I'm thinking bright pink and rinestones

JACK RABBIT

do you need a get away driver?

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

before you die get me and ronnie a hat singed by Y/N and Lewis

JUDITH

I feel so loved rn

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lewishamilton replied to your story!

he's a good lad

but if he hurt's you

winning a trohpy will be the last of his concern

okay dad I'll relay that message to him

good

also don't forget to use projection...

DAD OMG STOP

carlossainz55 replied to your story!

¡HALA MADRID!

maxverstappen1 replied to your story!

Christian is asking if Jude wants to come to the team dinner before the livery launch?

also if he hurts you I will run him over with our matching aston martins

landonorris replied to your story!

what does he smell like?

[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Hi, thank you <3!!!

Vegeta from dragon ball z!!!!

Like, he was pure evil, not because he was born like that, but because he was raised like that!!! And then he cames on earth and learn what it be to live, other than under the order of a monster. It was complicated, because of his frennemy relationship with goku, but in the end, it wasn't a monster, he was a good man.

And now he has fiends, a wife, a son, a daughter...A family, and he even sacrificed himself for them and all the people on this planet he want destroy when he came here for the first time!!

This is beautiful, so yeah...Vegeta

THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333

[musicforastylesrestaurant]

your harry, your winner!!

or peaky blinders!! <33

Euro 2024. Two Wins In One Night.

masterlist || ask me anything <3

authors note - this is a check in for this fic. ive wanted to write a part two of sorts to this for a while so enjoy hunnies.

word count - 1.2k

July 2024.

England were champions of Europe.

Holy shit.

Holy Shit.

The final whistle echoes through the stadium, and suddenly, the roar of the crowd is all you can hear. England has done it—they've won the Euro 2024 final.

The dream of bringing football home is finally a reality. And at the heart of it all is your husband, Harry, the team’s captain, who played a pivotal role with a perfect assist to Cole Palmer in the 25th minute and then scored the winning goal in the 75th.

The energy in the stadium is electric, with every fan on their feet, celebrating this moment that will go down in history.

You sit in the stands, next to Phil Fodens girlfriend Rebecaa, whose little boy Ronnie has been playing with your little one Hunter.

Throughout the match, he held up a sign that read "Bring it home, Daddy," and now, as the victory sinks in, you feel an overwhelming surge of pride and emotion.

After the trophy ceremony, where Harry had lifted the Euro 2024 trophy high amidst a sea of teammates, you and Rebecca made your way down to the pitch, the atmosphere still buzzing with celebration.

As you approached the field, Hunter, bursting with excitement, broke free from your hand and sprinted ahead, his little voice ringing out,

“Daddy! Daddy!”

Harry, turning at the sound of his son’s voice, immediately dropped to one knee, his face lighting up with pure joy.

“Buddy!” he called back, his arms wide open as he prepared to catch his little boy.

Hunter didn’t slow down, running straight into Harry’s embrace.

“Daddy, you did it! You really did it!” he shouted, his voice filled with awe and pride.

Harry scooped him up, holding him close as if he never wanted to let go.

“We did it, buddy,” Harry said, his voice thick with emotion as he kissed the top of Hunter’s head. “I told you we’d bring it home, didn’t I?”

Hunter nodded eagerly, his small hands gripping Harry’s jersey. “You’re the best, Daddy! You’re a hero!”

Harry laughed, a sound full of warmth and love.

“No, buddy, you’re my hero,” he said softly, looking into his son’s wide, admiring eyes. “You gave me all the strength I needed out there. That sign you made… it made all the difference.”

Hunter beamed, his pride shining brighter than the stadium lights. “I knew you could do it, Daddy! I knew it!”

As you watched Harry spin Hunter around, the joy on their faces was everything you had ever hoped for.

You took a few steps forward, your heart full to bursting with pride and love. Harry caught your eye and gently set Hunter down, still smiling as he straightened up and reached out for you.

The distance between you vanished in an instant, and before you knew it, you were wrapped in his arms.

He pulled you close, his embrace warm and strong, the scent of sweat and victory clinging to him. You looked up into his eyes, the same eyes that had captured your heart years ago, now shining with triumph and love.

Without a word, you leaned in, pressing your lips to his in a kiss that was filled with everything you felt—pride, joy, and an overwhelming love that only deepened with every passing day.

When you pulled back, you rested your forehead against his, your hands still on his chest.

“I’m so proud of you, H,” you whispered, your voice full of emotion. “You were incredible out there. You made history.”

Harry smiled, his eyes softening as he looked at you.

“I couldn’t have done it without you,” he replied, his voice equally tender. “You and Hunter… you both gave me the strength to push through.”

You shook your head slightly, your eyes welling up with tears of happiness. “No, this was all you. You led them to victory. You brought football home. And you did it with so much heart.”

Harry’s hand cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.

“I wanted to make you proud,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving yours. “More than anything, I wanted to do this for you and Hunter.”

You smiled, feeling your heart swell even more. “You’ve always made me proud, H. Today, you just reminded the whole world why.”

You pulled back slightly, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

“Harry,” you began softly, your voice full of warmth and excitement. “There’s one more thing we need to do before we can really celebrate.”

Harry raised an eyebrow, his expression curious but still glowing with happiness.

“What is it?” he asked, his hand still resting on your waist.

You bit your lip, your heart racing as you looked down at Hunter, who was still beaming with pride.

“Look at the back of Hunter’s jersey,” you said, your voice trembling just a little with the anticipation of the moment.

Harry’s brow furrowed in confusion, but he turned to crouch down beside Hunter, gently guiding him to turn around. At first, he just stared at the back of the tiny jersey, reading the words out loud without fully processing them.

“Big Brother…?”

He paused, the words hanging in the air as his mind started to catch up. For a moment, there was just silence, his eyes still on the jersey as the realization slowly dawned.

Then, like a light switch flicking on, his head snapped up to look at you, his eyes wide with disbelief and hope.

“Wait… does this mean…?” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, your eyes brimming with tears of joy, a wide smile spreading across your face.

“Yes, H,” you whispered, your voice full of emotion. “I’m pregnant. We’re having another baby.”

For a second, Harry was completely still, as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing. Then, in an instant, his face lit up with the purest joy you had ever seen.

He scooped you into his arms, lifting you off the ground as he spun you around, laughing with sheer happiness.

“Oh my God, are you serious?” he exclaimed, his voice cracking with emotion.

You laughed, nodding as he set you down, his hands still holding your waist as if he couldn’t bear to let go.

“I’m serious, H. We’re going to be a family of four.”

He let out a joyous shout, his eyes glistening with happy tears as he pulled you close again, pressing his forehead to yours.

“I can’t believe it… This is the best day of my life,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “First we bring football home, and now this? I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

Hunter, who had been watching the exchange with wide eyes, finally caught on and tugged on Harry’s sleeve.

“Daddy, I’m gonna be a big brother!” he declared, his excitement bubbling over.

Harry crouched down again, pulling Hunter into a hug, his voice filled with pride and love. “Yes, you are, buddy. You’re going to be the best big brother ever.”

He looked back up at you, his eyes still shining.

“I don’t even know what to say,” he admitted, shaking his head in amazement. “You’ve made me so happy, more than I ever thought possible.”

You leaned in, kissing him softly, your heart full to bursting with love. “You deserve it, Harry. You’ve given me everything, and now our family is growing.”

Harry’s smile was so wide it looked like it might never fade.

“This is our moment,” he said, his voice full of certainty and joy. “Our family, our future… I can’t wait to do this with you.”

[amnesique]

bad liar — nicholas leister

he is going to pay, you thought to yourself as you approached the specific red car when everyone was distracted by the break and the owner was who knows where, doing who knows who.

you opened the gas tank quickly, being prepared to pour quite a large amount of water into it, wanting to harm the engine of his beloved car. you wanted to hit him where it hurt the most.

you knew how much that car meant to him, like to any other boy.

"what the hell are you doing here?" a low voice came from behind you, in a harsh whisper, and your hand froze on the gas tank flap.

you intentionally let the container of water fall from your hand on the cold ground, cursing under your chin, not before turning to him, looking at him with wide eyes through your thick lashes.

"what do you mean?" you tried to play the fool, even though you knew he was good at reading you.

“don't act a fool with me,” he read your mind and put his hands on the car behind you, blocking your way out.

you took a deep breath and let your back to bend against the door of his car, which you had thought of destroying it just minutes before.

"who made you do this?" he asked, moving so close to you that his words tickled your lips. "was it ronnie?"

you exhaled the air from your lungs, over his full lips. "i don't know what you're talking about," you replied, trying to keep up with your role.

"is that so?" he asked, a rhetorical question, and moved closer to your ear, breathing over it, as one of his hands wrapped around your waist, squeezing gently. you were wearing a crop top and his touch felt like it burned you.

you nodded, surprised by his sudden touch on your skin, and he took the moment as a sign to continue what he was doing, slowly —but surely— moving his hand lower and lower. "are you sure?" he asked.

you stopped a sigh from escaping your lips, bringing them together.

you nodded again.

"you're not very good at acting against me, you know that, right?" he teased you, his both hands now slipping under the material of the black short skirt you were wearing, tracing its way to cupping your ass.

"fuck you," you briefly murmured the only words you were able to say, being lost in his touch.

a low chuckle left his lips, accompanied by his signature grin. "you would love to do that, wouldn't you?" he gripped your skin tighter between his fingers, pulling you closer to him, pressing you against his hard chest and earning a soft whine from you as you felt his bottom against yours. only a few pieces of material will stop you. "i knew you'd love it," he answered to himself, being too sure of himself because of the sound you made because of him.

"it's not what you think," you said, trying to keep control of your own body, but the weak tone of your voice was giving you away.

he looked at you, running his tongue over his cheek, only for him to grin again. "no?"

"no," you said, and tried to pull yourself away from him, but he pulled you close again, creating a slight rubbing sensation that made you close your eyes.

“you're a bad liar,” he said and took his hands off of you, as he walked around the car and got behind the wheel, getting ready for the race and leaving you to regret not being honest with him.

[protectthevulnerable]

@storyofwhoiam || Continued from here

"Aw, come on, Sweetheart," he mimicked, pushing in closer and putting his hand against the wall to cage the woman in. "I'm big in all the right places."