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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Men's Football RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jude Bellingham/Federico Valverde Characters: Jude Bellingham, Federico Valverde Additional Tags: Jede, toni's retirement, a bit of sad, a bit of light, a bit of cute, Sweetness, supportive boyfriend Summary:
Toni announces his retirement from football and Fede doesn't take it well, Jude and his shirt flooded with his tears knows something about it.
#my translation#fanfiction#fanfic#rpf#rpf slash#rpf real madrid#rpf soccer#rpf football#real madrid slash#soccer slash#jede#jude bellingham#federico valverde#fede valverde
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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.
#Jude Bellingham#jude bellingham smut#smut#football rpf imagines#men’s football rpf#football rpf smut#men’s football#football rpf#real madrid#Real Madrid smut#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham x you#jude bellingham x yn#size k!nk#size k1nk#smut prompts
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Gavi slapping Jude's ass. That's it, that's the post.
thanks for coming to my ted talk.
#jude bellingham#pablo gavi#gavi#jude x gavi#fc barcelona#real madrid#football rpf#I don't blame him#tbh I would've done the same thing
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The Girl Who Broke A Million Hearts ~ Jude Bellingham x oc
Ok so you guys really surprised me by voting for this fic the most in the poll! I was expecting this to be the least popular option tbh, and I feel like it's really badly written 😭 I apologise in advance if it is!
Summary: 'I know the baby in your belly isn't mine, but if you let me, then I'll love her like she is'
Tropes: Childhood friends, not realising their feelings until it's (maybe) too late, pregnancy, found family
Warnings: fmc mentions death of a parent, there may be smut eventually in the story but idk yet
Prologue
As I sit outside in the mild Spanish night air, looking out across the horizon, I simultaneously wish for the darkness to end and also for the day to never come. The light means I won't be left alone with my thoughts anymore, but it also means that I have to leave Madrid behind and book a flight back to England. It means I have to leave Jude and face up to what a disaster my life has become in the last week.
How could it have all gone so wrong so quickly?
Last week, I was engaged to the man I thought I would be with forever, six months pregnant with his baby, too. I thought I knew where my life was going.
Now I'm just pregnant and alone. I don't have a home to go back to. No family. Nothing. No one.
I'm slowly spiralling, worrying about what the hell I'm supposed to do next and regretting almost every decision I've ever made.
You're a failure, Sapphy. Your mum would be so disappointed in you, I think to myself, trying to hold back a sob. You're a loser. You're too weak to do what she did and raise a baby alone.
Maybe I should just suck it up and go back to my ex, Aiden. Give in and do what he wanted me to; Move halfway across the world with him. At least then I'd have a home again
But you wouldn't be happy, Saph. Not there, and not with him. Not after everything that's happened. After what he said...
'You'd do it for him, though. Wouldn't you?'
And the answer has been plaguing my thoughts ever since.
"Jeeze, Saph. It's almost 4AM. What 'er you doing out here?"
Jude's familiar voice startles me out of my thoughts, almost like I'd summoned him here with them. I turn around and drink him in. Lit only by the lights in the pool beside me, he looks just as beautiful as he always does as he walks over to where I'm sitting, and my stomach twists and turns at the mix of emotions he churns up.
Jude Bellingham. The boy I've known since he was eight, the one I grew up alongside of, the one who I watched become a world-class footballer right before my eyes. He is quite possibly the sweetest human on this planet, and I'll never, ever forget the truly heartfelt words he spoke at my mum's funeral. He means everything to me, but he's always just been a friend. Always. There was never a time when it could have been more. At least, it never crossed my mind at the time anyway.
But since Aiden said those words to me, I can't help looking at Jude differently. I wish I could stop, but now that I've seen the light, I don't think I can ever go back.
When his brother called me and asked if I wanted to fly out and watch Jude's game yesterday, I didn't hesitate. I jumped on that plane and then screamed my heart out watching him play. I forgot all the bad stuff for a while, but being in his home just brought it all back and I started drowning in my thoughts again.
"Jobe said he was worried about you yesterday. Now I am too, Saph." He says quietly, his fingers lightly stroking down my back, making me shiver.
I should tell him what's happened. I know I should, but at the same time, how can I?
He's THE Jude Bellingham. He's on top of the fucking world right now. I can't drag him down from that. I can't burden him with my own issues. These are my problems, I'm the one who has to deal with them. And, if I tell him I left my fiancé then he's going to want to know why. I'd have to tell him that I've become one of those girls, someone I never ever wanted to be; Just one of the millions who've fallen for him.
Some kind of dam shatters inside of me and as hard as I try, I can't hold it all back any longer. The story comes pouring out with a mixture of sobs and tears as he holds me tightly in his arms.
But there's one thing I don't mention: the fact that I might now have feelings for him, and maybe I always have done.
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A/n: Ahhh I'm so scared to see what you guys think of this 🫣 This is definitely just an introduction and the story will go back and explain how they met/ became friends etc etc.
If you're interested in reading more then please let me know ❤️
#jude bellingham#football fanfic#football rpf#jude bellingham fanfic#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham x oc#jobe bellingham#jude bellingham fluff#jude bellingham fic#real madrid#england nt#jb5#jb22#football imagine#football fic
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jude likes to tease lol
#cuties!#england nt#england#england national team#england football#football#football rpf#jude bellingham#bellingham#james maddison#Maddison#tottenham fc#tottenham hotspur#real madrid
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getty images finds day 194 (edited bc god the quality was awful)
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#luka modric#sergio ramos#megurine luka#modramos#modrić#ramos#real madrid cf#real madrid#madrid#football#futbol#croatia nt#spain nt#sports#football rpf#sports rpf#football memes
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Luka repaying that one time Ivan kissed him durring the Clásico
#luka modric#ivan rakitic#rakidric#real madrid#fc barcelona#football fanart#football rpf#my art#el clasico#this took a ridiculous amount of time to draw#so i hope people appreciate :)
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So apparently iker and Sergio always kiss each other before every match for luck.
#iker casillas#sergio ramos#real madrid#football#soccer#seriker#bromance#gay as fuck#gayhusbands#gay#football rpf
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⚠️ DON’T START DISCOURSE ABOUT RPF IN THE NOTES!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU DO SO ⚠️
Do you ship it?
Reason:
“I could write a ten-page essay on their relationship and it would only brush the surface. They have so many moments together and are still really good friends despite Sergio no longer playing with Real Madrid. Their dynamic is very cute: Luka is perceived as a ray of sunshine but he can be quite sour with his teammates while Sergio is known for his fiery outbursts on the pitch but is in fact a cute golden retriever who likes receiving his teammate's affection. I just find it interesting that they are quite underrated despite the amount of interactions that they have.”
#do you ship this rpf ship#rpf#real person fiction#rps#real person shipping#shipping#shipping poll#luka modrić#sergio ramos#lukamos#modramos#footballers#soccer players#real madrid#i forgot the non-rpf shipper button#but let’s be real i think most people in sports fandoms at this point are shippers
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Men's Football RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jude Bellingham/Federico Valverde Characters: Federico Valverde, Jude Bellingham Additional Tags: Jede, toni kroos' retirement, Cute, a bit of fun, a bit of sad, Sweetness, supportive boyfriend Summary:
Toni annuncia il ritiro dal calcio e Fede non la prende bene, ne sa qualcosa Jude e la sua maglietta allagata dalle sue lacrime.
#my fanfic#fanfiction#fanfic#rpf#rpf calcio#rpf slash#rpf real madrid#calcio slash#real madrid slash#jede#jude bellingham#federico valverde#fede valverde
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for me dom!top jude is just >>>>>
(loved the one-shot xoxo)
tw: nsfw, minors dni
— Dom! Jude Bellingham
• He’s totally a Hard! Dom, he’s going to make you obey. Jude would even enjoy giving you commands he knows you can’t fulfill, it’s your desperation to do so that makes him really hard.
• Would use degradation rather than encouragement, he’d tell you how much he likes to use your defenseless body all the time, that you were practically made for being his. Or maybe he would say that you are practically asking for it, that you’re a slut. His slut.
• Jude does a have a thing for calling you a good girl/boy if you act right, but only if you behave. He’s going to deprives you of all praise if you choose to brat, he’d fuck that right out of you fast.
• Will take care of you, but he needs to train you first. Mean and domineering, like you need it.
• Even if you struggle and say no, he’d just taunt you saying “No isn’t a safe work”, all harsh. Jude would totally keep fucking you like he hates you.
• He’s really into his own cock bulging in your stomach. It’s like he’s claiming you, like your body is molding just for him. He totally owns you by that time.
• Bellingham would make you cum and keep going, overstimulating you just because he likes to hear you whimper. He’d use his tongue or his dick to do it, all aggressive and rough.
• Expects for you to obey instantly. You don’t? He already has a punishment planned for you then. Maybe he’d be extra rough, choking you, using his big hand to keep you in place while he uses your fuckhole, or maybe he’d slap your face, calling you degrading names.
• Brat Tamer.
At the end of the day, he’s a good dom. Aftercare his something you can really look forward to with Jude, he’d do everything in his power to take care of you after playing and using your body.
(…)
— Thank u anon! 🩷 I’m also really into him as a dom, it’s so hot… also oh my god his dick is so big in the middle Pic of this post I am going insane.
#jude Bellingham smut#top Jude Bellingham#Jude Bellingham#Bellingham#smut#jude bellingham x yn#jude bellingham x you#jude bellingham x reader#Jude Bellingham imagine#bellingham smut#real madrid smut#real madrid#football rpf imagines#men’s football rpf#football rpf smut#rpf smut#football rpf#rpf#jude smut#smut prompts#reader insert#reader imagine
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Let me present to you Real Madrid Dominik
A/B/O version under the cut
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You Called ~ JB TAA
Hi! I'm so nervous to post this ahhh. It's probably awful, but hopefully you guys like it! I should also warn you that it's most likely too overdramatic and unrealistic but I guess that's why it's fanfiction, right? That, and I like writing angst apparently...
Summary: Jude is feeling down about everything that's been going on with his team lately, and there's only one person he wants to see
Pairing: jude bellingham × trent alexander-arnold (or it could just be them as platonic besties/brother vibes. It's open to your interpretation ☺️)
He shouldn't be doing this.
He really, really should not be doing this. But he is. For him.
Trent should be at home, asleep, recovering from the game last night but instead he's on a private jet heading towards Madrid at 1 in the morning. It's the one city he definitely should not be seen in right now, and he has no idea what will happen if the media spots him there. He's risking everything; his contract with Liverpool, his vice-captaincy... all of it. But he's doing it.
For him. For Jude.
Because Jude has never been the type of person to let things get to him for too long. He's too mature for that. Usually, the media's chatter about his performances is just annoying background noise that he can drown out with the help of his family or friends. He's the type of player who loves the game, loves to play no matter what. If you give him a challenge then he'll take it, and despite what people think, he's not in it for the glory. He doesn't need to be the 'golden boy' all the time. Jude just loves to play.
So when he called Trent a few hours ago, his voice shaky and devoid of anything good, Trent knew that something wasn't right. At all.
He'd watched Jude's recent games, or as much of them as he could fit in around his own demanding schedule of fixtures and training, so he'd seen the way Jude was being run into the ground every game. He'd watched one of his favourite people in this world give everything he had and more, but with nothing back in return. Trent knows better than anyone just how quick the media and 'fans' can turn on you after a bad performance, but Jude didn't deserve this.
Trents knee bounces up and down uncontrollably as he sits and watches the little plane graphic on one of the screens inch closer and closer to its destination. Each minute seems to feel like ten, and every single one of them is a minute too long. He's never wanted the ability to teleport more than he does now.
The haunting sound of Jude's hollow voice echoes around in his mind, scaring him in a way he didn't know was possible. In all of their defeats, even the huge ones, Trent has never heard Jude sound so lost. It had almost felt like even the younger man's underlying love of the game had been diminished, too.
This need Trent has to see Jude, to protect him, to soothe away the hurt... it's overwhelming. And it's not going to go anywhere until he's there with him.
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Jude's shoulder was in agony, his ankle not faring much better either, and all he could manage to do about it was lay there on the couch, staring at the ceiling for hours on end. He couldn't sleep. Couldn't eat. Couldn't even be bothered to get up and take some painkillers.
Maybe he liked the pain a little too much. Maybe it quietened his mind just enough for him not to drown in his thoughts. Maybe it stopped him from replaying his games over and over again in his head, berating himself each time for all the mistakes he'd made.
Or maybe he's a liar. Maybe he just wanted to punish himself even more.
The large house was silent around him, shrouded in darkness now that he was here alone. He'd thought that was what he wanted. That's why he told his mum to go back to England to visit his dad and Jobe. She hadn't wanted to leave him, especially not when she knew he wasn't doing very well, but he'd ended up practically forcing her to go by booking her flight for her.
In his defence, all he'd wanted was some space to breathe. Some time alone to get himself together. So why did it feel like all the air in the house had disappeared?
His family are usually his saving graces. They keep his feet on the ground and support him through everything. They're his safe space in this world. Jobe especially can always seem to put Jude at ease and lift any weight from his shoulders. But Jobe was doing incredible at Sunderland this season and Jude didn't want to zap any of the focus away from him. His brother deserved all the glory. He was on a high, and Jude couldn't risk pulling him down from it with his own problems. So he'd called the only other person who felt like home to him.
Trent.
It was selfish, he knew that. His best friend had more than enough going on without him adding to it, but even just hearing his voice down the phone had brought some relief. That scouse accent that grates on most people's nerves was like a soothing balm to Jude. He didn't know why. Maybe because it was so familiar at this point. Maybe because it reminded him of all the good times they'd spent together over the years. Maybe it reminded him of how incredible it felt when they connected on the pitch. Or maybe he just loved the person behind the voice.
If he was being really honest with himself, Jude wanted Trent here with him. Their whole 'we ain't inseparable' spiel was mocking him right now, but that was one thing he definitely did not care about at this point. So what if they liked to be around each other? So what if they were each other's support systems? So. fucking. what.
He'd seen all the comments about them during the international breaks, saying the two of them were 'like a married couple' or that they were 'so touchy-feely'. He found them all hilarious, to be honest, and Jude finds himself wishing he was there at an England camp right now. At least then he'd have his 'emotional support scouser' by his side.
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Open the door
Trent texts him as he stands by the gate outside Jude's house, his hood pulled up to stay as hidden as possible even though the street is seemingly empty.
What are you on about?
Comes his reply a few minutes later. Trent can't help but smile as he types out his next message.
Get off your lazy arse and come see lad
It's not long before the gate buzzes and unlocks, Trent slipping into the front yard quickly, closing the exterior gate behind him and shutting the rest of the world out with it.
And then Jude is there.
He's standing in the doorway of the house, looking more tired than Trent has ever seen him. Sadder, too. His eyes are wide, a slight frown creasing his brow as if he can't quite believe what he's seeing in front of him.
"You came?"
He questions in pure disbelief, and it rattles Trent in a way he isn't quite comfortable with.
"You called."
And it was that simple. It would always be that simple.
Of course he came. Of. Fucking. Course.
Within seconds the distance between them has disappeared. Jude's hand wraps around Trent's wrist, practically dragging him inside the house. The younger boy slams the door closed with his free hand, the other one remaining tightly gripping Trent's wrist, his fingers digging into the flesh there like he's trying to tether himself back to reality.
"Am I dreaming?" Jude whispers, his voice cracking as if he's about to fall apart any second now.
The sound steals Trent's own breath away. That, coupled with the obvious demons hiding behind Jude's eyes, is enough for Trent to feel like he's falling apart himself. He sends a prayer out to whoever is listening, asking them to take all of Jude's pain and give it to him. He'll bear it for him, do anything just to get the boy in front of him to smile again.
"Nah, 'm real." He murmurs.
And then Jude's in his arms, burying his face in Trent's neck as he clings to him desperately. The relief is instant, Trent's familiar scent and feel wrapping around him comfortingly.
Now, finally, Jude can breathe properly again.
#trent alexander arnold#jude bellingham#jude x trent#judetrent#liverpool fc#lfc#bellingham#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham fanfic#trent alexander arnold imagine#trent alexander arnold fanfic#football fanfic#football rpf#england nt#real madrid#trent x jude#jude bellingham angst#ballon d'or
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anyone got any idea what this means??? 😂
#handshakes are their way of communicating#england nt#england#england national team#england football#football#football rpf#judetrent#jude bellingham#Bellingham#trent alexander arnold#alexander arnold#taa66#taa#liverpool#liverpool fc#liverpool football club#real madrid#euros#euros 2024
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He's so artistically beautiful
#i wanna hold him like hes 3cm tall#pocket sized#luka modric#modrić#futbol#football#football rpf#croatia nt#real madrid
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post-match rituals (winner gets to choose the prize)
#luka modric#ivan rakitic#rakidric#football rpf#fc barcelona#real madrid#football fanart#sorry for putting straight up rpf to the tags LOL#doodle now but might color it sometime
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