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judessangel · 1 month
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size kink with jude? like "it wont fit" "ill make it fit" ???
𐙚 ATTA GIRL —
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‌#pairing : jude bellingham x fem reader
‌#cw : 18+ mentions of oral sex (reader receiving), pnv sex, unprotected sex, lots of praise, size kink
‌#summary : jude making his dick fit in ur tiny hole
‌#note : posted this On My Way! to my job !!
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jude loved taking his time, devouring you like you were his last meal, going knuckles deep into you, hearing you moan soft whimpers as he ran his tongue over your clit.
he came to kiss your lips, and you tasted yourself as he placed his cock in front of your wet cunt, sliding over your still sensitive clit, drawing a moan from you which he swallowed with his ever hungry lips.
" jude, " you breathed between kisses, drunk on the sensations, " ’s too big, " you swallowed as his hand gripped your thigh firmly to give him room and his lips nuzzled your neck.
" it won't fit, " you assured him.
just taking his tip in was complicated for the simple reason, and that inflated his ego, so much.
" i'll make it fit," he reassured, stroking your hair as he came to kiss your cheek, " i'm sure you can take it darlin’. "
he drowned you in kisses as you felt his dick tracing up and down your clit, coating himself in your wetness, one of your hands coming to rest on his back and the other on his tense arm.
" fuuuuccck. " he groaned, his breath ghosting over your skin, " you're so wet, "
you let a gasp escape you as he began to press his tip between your hole, a low growl escaping his mouth and falling in a warm cloud onto your skin.
you breathed in deeply as he continued to press in slowly, his lips coming to kiss your forehead in encouragement.
" it wont fit if you tense like that, baby. " he came to kiss your lips, his hand gently sliding down your body, settling on your waist where his thumb made circular movements.
" i can't, " you complained, tears welling up in your eyes as you pressed your eyelids strongly together.
" you can, " he murmured, kissing the corner of your eyelids tenderly, " atta girl. "
you inhaled softly, and then tried to relax, closing your eyes and biting your lip as he thrust deeper into you.
" that's it, " he encouraged softly, " that's my girl, innit? "
his praise made you flutter around him, an appreciative moan rising from his throat as he finally got all the way inside you.
you threw your head back, breathing shakily as he kissed your neck with tenderness, "takin' me so well, fuckin' love this pussy."
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saleeba · 14 days
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hey babes!! missed uu smsms hope ur ok!!
hii lovie!! missed u tooooo too much !!!! >_< sending u loads of smooches rn!! ❤❤❤
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shellxrls · 11 days
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I LOVE SPIDERMAN SINCE 2012!!!
WHEN TEH AMAZING SPIDERMAN CAME OUT
thats my favourite spiderman
and also no way home:((
SAME !! i’ve been watching spidey movies since i was old enough to watch the first tobey one, and i’ve loved his character for a while, but i only started getting drop dead obsessed around a little while after ffh came out !! spiderman became a defining personality trait of mine after that and everyone from my friends to my family knew ab it. my birthday that year one of my friends even travelled all the way out of the city to get me a limited edition spidey funko pop :((. this blog was also originally a spidey blog (shout out @pbpsbff for being here since that era 🤞🏼) !!
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leviscolwill · 2 months
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NO AHH I SUPPORT BARCA but i love real madrid way more im no hating
you're a little confused but you've got the spirit !
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bunnycvnts · 26 days
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how rafe cameron jerks off ✧.*
warnings: do i even need to put warnings on this??? male masturbation, cum, talk of porn, ??? idk man it’s just him jerking off. 18+ obv
you’d think he does it the way he does everything else in life: carelessly, poorly planned, rough, and just looking to get it over with. that he’d fist his cock until it ached, and he was dripping with sweat, his abdomen clenching with desire. that it was a quick session with a five minute porn video and ended with cleaning up his cum from his stomach with a dirty tshirt.
but no— when rafe cameron pleasures himself, he goes all in. dimming the lights on his ceiling fan and locking his bedroom door. stripping naked and reaching for the oil in his bedside drawer, smoothing out the substance across his chest, down his stomach, and over the very tops of his thighs. smearing whatever was left on his hands over his length, his hips bucking at the touch. but that wasn’t all. for rafe cameron to cum— he needed to be teased. he’d run his hands over his newly slick skin, scraping his nails across his abs, the slight burn making his cock twitch. he’d massage the tops of his thighs and over his hip bones, grasping the skin in his big hands and kneading it between his fingers, getting so close to his pulsing cock but never actually reaching it. beads of precum would leak from the red bulbous tip, creating a shiny film of desire against his stomach. headphones on, taking in the moans of whatever girl was on his screen, never too picky about which video played. he doesn’t watch it anyway, needing the sound over the visual. his cock would twitch and throb, begging for release. his balls would ache, ready to spill his warm seed. once he decided he’d been teased enough, his fist would wrap gently around his length, not too tight but not too soft, stroking upwards and focusing on the tip. he’d squeeze the head of his cock, his thumb running against the slit and gathering all precum spilled. his legs would squirm, forcing them open and closed, his hips bucking in the air, his body continuously trembling in need. short gasps would leave his lips, trying to catch his breath while beads of sweat gathered at his hairline. with a tighter grip, he’d stroke the rest of his shaft, groaning at the feeling of his hand. he’d edge himself over and over until he found the twisted knot in his stomach to be too much. he’d cup his balls with one hand and milk the tip of his cock with the other, the oil squelching under his fingers at the movements. the sound would only drive him closer to release. when he found himself teetering on the edge, he’d squeeze a little harder and massage his balls a little rougher until he felt the knot break in his stomach. a raspy moan would fall from his bitten lips, his seed spilling across the oiled planes of his chest. his grip wouldn’t ease, cum oozing from his throbbing tip long after he’d ridden out his orgasm. he’d lay there panting, trying to secure as much oxygen as he could, even though his brain felt dizzy and he wasn’t even sure he was on the same planet anymore.
if there was one thing rafe cameron could do properly, it was jerk himself off.
taglist: @sunkissedrafe @ditzyzombiesblog @mousie101 @cxsmiclore @judessangel
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anadiasmount · 2 months
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i literally barely know any jude blogs that write anymore 💔💔💔
will be seeing some from me that is for sure, i spend some of my time writing when i’m not working or at uni!! 🤍 ik @formulalfc @judithhhh @judessangel @dreamingjude @20-th-centurygirl @judeswhore @saleeba @lewisvinga @judeslove @bahrtofane @moviestarmartini @judes-hoe @judeisbae @dontexpectmuch @hepburnsmagic @damiansgoodgirll @jude5bellingham @yungbludz @hamiltvns all still write for or have written for jude! (will add more but just continue checking jude tag for more people!!) just please don’t harass or beg to post because like we’ve mentioned we do have lives outside our tumblr space!! 🤍
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judessangel · 2 months
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just a beard
jude bellingham x f!reader
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a/n: im so sorry for not being active, i was soo busy with school and i got back with my ex!! next week i have 8-9 exams so i wont be able to post ☹️☹️ im so late to this but ohh well. KEEP sending requests in!
summary: in which judes girlfriend becomes overly dramatic and emotional since he shaved his beard.
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jude had just finished his intense football practice and was looking forward to relaxing in his room.
as he walked into his room, he saw his girlfriend sitting on his bed with tears streaming down her face.
concerned, jude rushed over to her and asked her what was wrong. but all she did was point at his face.
confused, jude reached up to touch his face and realized that y/n was crying because he had shaved the little patch of beard he had been growing on his chin.
jude couldn't believe it. she was crying over a few measly strands of facial hair?
he tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't help himself. he found the whole situation ridiculous and bursting out laughing.
y/n looked at him with disbelief and pushed him away. she began to say things like, "why did you shave it! i loved it too much!" and "rest in peace my dear little beardy.." while crying her eyes out dramatically.
jude couldn't understand why she was making such a fuss. its just a beard, it'll grow back. but for y/n, it was more than just a beard. she loved it and was emotionally attached to it.
feeling guilty for causing her so much distress, jude apologized and hugged her. but y/n wasn't ready to let it go.
she pulled out her phone and took a picture of judes new clean-shaven face and then another picture with the beard.
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yourusername in loving memory of his chin pubes you'll be missed by me:(( jude we hate u
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judebellingham it'll grow back soon dont worry baby
‌yourusername dont baby me bellingham ihysm
judebellingham so dramatic its just a beard come on
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user0182 its kind of better without it tbh..
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user1185 ok now why did he do that
username05 WHAT NOW
user6980 so much better wdym
jude couldn't help but laugh at her post, realizing how silly the whole situation was. he then kissed her again and promised to grow back his beard as soon as possible,
or else!!
send requests!!!!!
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judessangel · 2 months
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hii I love your writing smm
I wanted to ask if you could make one ab jude when the reader wakes him up by like her hands roaming him and it ends up being intimate
if you don't write smut please ignore!!
thank youu
lucid dreaming
‌jude bellingham x f!reader
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a/n: thank you my love 🤍🤍i dont have much exams this week, keep sending requests please!!! hope you liked it anon:)
summary: the request 😵‍💫
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It was a saturday morning, and the sun was already up, illuminating the room through the curtains. jude was still asleep, exhausted from last night's practice. you, on the other hand, we're wide awake, gazing at your sleeping boyfriend with a slight grin on her face.
you knew how important the game was for him, but you couldn't resist the temptation to wake him up.
as quietly as you could, you crawled under the covers and started placing gentle kisses on jude's neck and collarbone, making all the way down to his lower stomach. jude stirred in his sleep, however, you continued her trail of kisses, causing jude to slowly wake up, his eyes fluttering open to see your face so close to his.
"what are you doin-" he asked, looking at the time seeing it was almost 1 pm. he had missed practice that started at 11 am. looking at his girlfriend whose taking his sweatpants off and leaving kisses on his thighs making him slightly hard from the view.
"y-y/n...”
“m’ sorry jude..but i need you so bad right now.”
you're now licking up and down his inner thighs, jude moans softly to the sensation, half hoping it won’t stop but also it does so he can go back to sleep since he was already late for his practice, what was the point? his mind is all scrambled as your hands slowly take off his boxers.
“fuck..” “mm? feels good doesn’t it?” you tease him slightly,
inhaling a deep breath, your fingers meet the edges of his boxers to which you begun to slide down his legs ever so slowly, allowing them to hook at the ends of his ankles.
squirming a bit, you firmly hold his thighs down with each of your hands, head leaning onto his dick to lick a long stripe.
drawing your tounge on the tip of his cock, you’ll occasionally switch from doing that, pushing your head down and sucking on his dick. this leads him to sit up slightly and whimper, grabbing onto your hair on your head from in between his legs.
lifting your head up, you wipe your chin, "sit up whole baby." your demand leads him to oblige to your words, he sits up, back leaning on your headboard. his body tired, yearning for slumber, but he wants to be good for you because you were so generous to give him a quick unfinished blow job.
you slowly get on top of him, teasing slipping just the tip in untill his hands snake around your ass, kneading it to then guide your hips closer to his.
aligning his dick to your entrance, his mouth falls agape as soon as he enters you. “h-holy fuck yes..” jude can’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you guys done it and the sensation feels just as good as it has before.
you shudder with every inch of dick sliding into you, not only is he long but he’s big. it makes you laugh mentally to think someone this cute has such a big dick and knows how to use it. plus weren't you just trying to dominate him..?
“you okay baby?” he asks, placing a kiss on your lips, “mhm,” nodding, he begins to lift you up and down his length.
as you ride him, you can’t help but moan softly. it’s early, and he's tired, but holy shit.. his length hits all places good, the tip of his dick hits a certain spot that sends electricity up your body.
your legs are all achy now, pain surges through your lower body, “m’ so tired jude..” shaking your head to initiate that you can’t move anymore. but instead jude holds your hair tight, fingers entangled with your hair, “nuh uh, no stopping, you wanted this, its what you get yeah? making me late to practice and waking me up."
a sob emits from your body, but you had to admit, you yourself are also close to release. you lean your chest to lay on judes while softly riding him. it’s not until the certain sensation from your clit rubbing on his lower abdomen with the added pleasure from his dick slowly and deeply hitting your g spot that you shake from orgasm.
trying to ride it out, jude can’t help but hold you still while thrusting up into you. you yelp as jude overstimulates you, having just came, you feel his ropes of cum paint your insides.
heavy breathing is all that’s heard from inside your shared bedroom, is he done?
jude gently lifts you off from his body, shuddering as you feel his dick slip out your sensitive cunt, he gets up from the bed to grab tissue. wiping him off to then clean up the cum from between your legs.
discarding the tissue to a nearby garbage, he comes back into bed finding you already laying down so quickly, “hold on doll, just one more thing.” he slips up the panties that were dangling off your ankles right back onto your body.
to your surprise jude softly smacks your ass which leads you to yelp, him chuckling at your reaction. “jude!” “what!?"
laying down you begun peppering him with kisses, he hugs your waist and brings you closer to him. “thank you so much my love, i’ll make sure to make it up to you,” he scoffs, “you better y/n, you just woke me up from my beauty sleep.” he giggles and just kisses you, "im gonn’ go sleep again, g’night hermosa."
you sigh, nodding and kissing his lips for the last time. "night jude.."
you wondered for a bit, how could you be dominant in the beginning and end up begging?.. why? how?
but thats a discussion for another night you guess.
(again, requests are open!! keep sending them in.)
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judessangel · 1 month
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Leaving lipstick marks on Jude and it ends up W/ smut?
𐙚 GOOD F' YOU ! —
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‌#pairing : jude bellingham x fem reader
‌#cw : 18+, subby jude, dom reader,teasing, pet names
‌#summary : imagine leaving lipstick marks on jude
‌#note : new theme hope you guys like !
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imagine kissing his cheek before he goes to his training, you pull back and laugh to yourself. jude looks back at you confusingly, but when your giggles turn into a loud ass laughter he gets nervous.
" what? do i have something on my face? "
" yes, actually. " you sigh out after laughing, scanning your vanity for a wipe to clean his cheek.
judes breathe hitched when he saw himself in the mirror. whipping around, he snatches your hands to stop you, his eyes are wild, he's literally bouncing with excitement.
" jude! you're already runnin late. "
" please? one more and i'll go. yeah, just one more. " he sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than you.
" youre lucky i love you, " you stepped closer and closer until he stumbled back into you, he completely forgot he was holding onto you. " are gonna go to the practice covered in lipstick? "
jude whined, a heavy blush erupting across his face. his fingers tightened and he swallowed thickly on nothing.
" covered? " he repeats,
you slapped your forehead, " you can't think about anything else, can you? "
you slid your leg between his and felt the answer. with a moan, jude's head dropped back but you were quick to catch and grab his chin,
" please? " he slurred,
" this isn't responsible, jude. " you replied, taking off his shirt and adding it to the ground's collection.
" no, " jude whimpered, agreeing with you.
he pathetically gripped your shirt, trying desperately not to grind against your leg,
" but it's what you want? "
you were already untying his shorts with one hand,
" yes. "
even though jude knew it was coming, his body jolted when you kissed his neck. he was always so sensitive, so responsive, so good f' you.
you gifted him loving hickeys that would later peak out of his collar, and in return he moaned,
jude couldn't stop himself from rutting against your leg as you painted him in a shade that was undeniably you.
after successfully transferring the lipstick onto jude, you retreated. gods did he whine when you did.
you pulled his short curls to force his gaze towards the mirror.
" look how handsome you are, " you purred in his ear, gently planting a kiss there too.
out of the corner of his eye, jude could see the hickeys you gave him. it damn near drove him over the edge.
his dick was painfully hard, it was a miracle he didn't cream his pants.
" gonna go to the practice? " you teased sweetly, jude shook his head like you'd asked something ridiculous,
" no....no...im- im not.. "
" good boy, " turning his head back to you, you took off your own shorts, " wanna make you feel good. "
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judessangel · 2 months
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comfort
jude bellingham x f!reader
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a/n: 9k words:) hope yall like it !!
summary: when the monthly inconvenience decides to show up at the worst possible moment, jude steps up to the plate, determined to ease the pain and stay by your side throughout the day.
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the initial sensation that greets my awakening is the constricting ache in my stomach, unmistakable and demanding immediate attention. the room remains shrouded in darkness, with curtains successfully blocking any intrusion of light, signaling that perhaps it's too early for me to be awake. however, the escalating pain dismisses any hope of returning to sleep. clutching my lower abdomen, I realize the sheets beneath me feel oddly damp. my eyes widen with a sudden realization, hoping against hope that the truth isn't as unpleasant as my imagination suggests. as I reach to pull the covers over me, embarrassment floods over me as my eyes register the deep red staining the once pristine white cotton.
jude peacefully slumbers beside me, his arm casually draped over my torso, emitting soft snores. his tranquil sleep is short-lived, as his eyes flutter open when I slowly rise from the bed. his hand searches the space where I once lay, only to find it empty. he becomes more alert at my absence, scanning the room with fully opened eyes. his gaze softens upon spotting me a few feet away, nursing my stomach while taking measured sips from a glass of water on the bedside table.
"babe, why are you up at this hour? come back to bed, it's getting cold without you," he mumbles, his voice low and groggy, still steeped in sleepiness, unable to resist its pull for much longer. his eyes squint through the darkness, attempting to discern my figure, oblivious to the discomfort etched on my face. when my response is absent, he senses something is amiss. sitting up, he clears his throat, though the fatigue is unmistakable in his voice.
"baby, what's wrong? cmon get back into bed," his concern grows, our proximity eliminating the possibility that I didn't hear him. the realization hits him when a subdued sniffle escapes my lips, accompanied by the emergence of tears. a glassy film coats my eyes, a reminder of how emotionally charged I become during that time of the month—anything seemingly trivial enough to bring me to tears.
he shuffles slightly in the bed, his brows furrowing when his leg brushes over the wet spot in the sheets, hand following the same pattern mine did just minutes ago, lifting the covers up as the realisation soon hits him, his face quickly softening. though his calm reaction isn't enough to console me, even when his eyes, filled with pure concern, lift up from the dark red patch imprinted on the material, the tears now running down my cheeks before i can apologise.
"oh honey..." he trails off, stepping out of bed and tiredly walking over to the spot on the other side of the room where i stand, his arms quickly wrapping themselves around my trembling frame, one hand reaching upward to run through my hair lazily. my sobs are muffled into his bare chest, own hands wrapping around his waist as i move closer into his embrace. in quick and short bursts, my breathing speeds up, usually reduced to its normal rate by the kisses that jude places into my hair, his voice gently hushing me as his arms maintain their steady hold on my waist.
"hey hey hey, c'mon baby, don't get upset, it's okay. don't worry, i'll clean it up, okay?" his voice is barely above a whisper, soft and calm, the tone calming my nerves and the guilt that sets in for ruining the sheets, no matter how insignificant it seems to him. he seems to sense my continued discomfort, and after placing one faint kiss to my forehead, pulls away, his hands still resting loosely on my waist before his gaze travels downward, registering the faint stain on my small shorts.
"i'm sorry." i hiccup, gesturing to both the stained sheets and my clothing, feeling utterly humiliated knowing that he is looking at me like this, having disturbed his sleep for nothing. he seems confused by my apology, lips curving into a slight frown as his eyes soften, taking in my guilty state, not understanding why i am so ashamed.
"why are you sorry? it's just an accident, i can get fresh sheets, and you can put clean clothes on. don't stress, everything is fine." his eyes look into mine, searching for any sign of me calming down and understanding where he is coming from, though i am unable to mirror his relaxed approach, having blown the whole thing so out of proportion that the guilt begins to eat me up inside. "how about i run you a bath? i'll change the sheets, and get you some fresh clothes, hm?"
i nod weakly at his suggestion, a soft smile creeping upon his face in response. the pain habituating within my lower stomach suddenly intensifies, my face twisting in discomfort as my body almost doubles over, jude quickly moving to hold me up, one hand coming upward to rub slow circles across my abdomen, his other resting on my back as my eyes squeeze shut.
"you're okay, deep breaths." he whispers, studying my face intently, slowing the rhythm of his hand on my stomach once he watches the discomfort ease, my face returning to its normal expression. the warmth of his hand resting on my stomach, paired with the gentleness of his gaze acts as the perfect natural remedy, the cramp subsiding temporarily as i force a weak smile, straightening my posture and meeting judes gaze, only his continues to be filled with concern.
he holds his hand out, gesturing me to take it, giving my own a gentle squeeze once i do, before leading me into the bathroom adjacent to our bedroom. the firm grasp of his touch picks me up, placing me gently on the counter in one swift movement, his thumbs absent-mindedly grazing the skin of my stomach as they slide underneath my small crop top, their soft touch easing the dull aching pain there just a little, making it that small bit easier to cope with the discomfort. if that wasn't enough, his body threads it's way between my legs as they dangle off of the counter, standing in between them whilst his thumbs reach upward, wiping the tears that reside along my cheeks, and drying the fresh ones that form along my waterline.
his movements are careful, kind and gentle in an attempt to soothe me more than he already has, intent on relieving the stress in any way that he could, doing so seeming like his duty, the silent reward of my contentment all he needs to prompt him to continue, until the only evidence of my upset is the rosy tint that spreads across my cheeks. once satisfied with his work, his hands move to rest on my thighs, his touch forming goosebumps over the skin, whilst his face nears my own. his lips collide with mine ever so gently, pecking them repeatedly, the contact so tender that i almost don't feel it, though the love that radiates from each movement reminds me that the moment is real, and enough to make me forget about the pain, even if it is only for a few seconds.
"love you." he mumbles against my lips, smiling softly and kissing them once more. my cheeks heat up at his words, heart tugging at its strings, realising that no matter how long we have been together, his ability to make me blush with the smallest of actions is long lived, and i don't think that it will ever go away.
"love you too." i smile slowly, the moment only lasting a few seconds as he pulls me into a short hug, fingers fiddling with the waistband of my shorts, reminding me that they need changing, the feeling of them making me cringe. he steps back for a second, only to walk toward the bathtub, twisting the taps on as gushes of hot water begin to spill from them, the tub quickly filling up.
"get in love, i'll be right back." he says, gesturing towards the bath and shooting me another warm smile before his figure disappears from the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. my feet step out of the dirty shorts, picking them up and tossing them into the laundry basket, my crop top soon following. my hands fiddle with the strands of hair falling at my shoulder blades, scooping them upward and tying them into a messy ponytail, my body quickly shivering from the lack of warmth that my clothing had brought.
i step into the tub, sinking further and further into the water as its heat envelops my body, my shoulders quickly falling, eyes closing in satisfaction as quiet breaths leave my parted lips. the silence is calming somehow, distracting me from the pain that comes and goes, though i soon long for jude to return, wondering what has taken him so long, needing to feel his embrace despite the comfort that the water brings. so i quietly wait, fingers tracing the outline of the large bathtub, droplets of water forming along the exposed skin of my arms, the drowsiness that takes over only increasing, my eyes on the verge of falling shut, until the sound of footsteps nearing the room soon turns my attention toward the door, my face lighting up when tom walks through it.
his hands hold a t-shirt, neatly folded and freshly washed, the material spreading out and creasing slightly once he places it on the counter, revealing a fresh pair of panties and some tampons wrapped within it, my heart melting at his thoughtfulness, the smallest of things being what make me aware of how lucky i am to have him. his attention turns towards me quickly, clearly determined to take care of me despite his tired eyes and the dark circles that habituate beneath them. he walks over to the bathtub, crouching beside it and dipping his fingers aimlessly into the hot water.
"how are you feeling?" he takes my face in his hands, pulling it closer toward him carefully and kissing my forehead lightly after speaking, keeping his fingers resting against my cheek, thumb running up and down it comfortingly, whilst his free hand brushes the loose strands of hair behind my ears.
"better." i say, offering him a genuine smile, sitting up slightly to better my view of him.
"i got you one of my t-shirts to change into. i tried to find your favourite, you know, the red one? i searched the whole house, but i couldn't find it anywhere, i'm sorry baby. but i found another one that i know you wear sometimes, the white one with the purple writing, i hope it's oka-"
i let out a soft chuckle at his rambling, repeating his motion just seconds ago and wrapping my hand around the nape of his neck, cutting off his voice with my lips, pulling back after a few seconds, giggling slightly at his genuine concern over a t-shirt. he struggles to see what is so funny, though his eyes narrow in confusion, a soft smile mirroring my own spreads across his face at my own happiness. "it's okay baby, thank you."
he stands up, clearing his throat and wiping his hands that had gotten slightly wet on his sweatpants. "i'll give you some space, i'm in the bedroom if you need me, okay love?"
though before he can exit the room, or even get within a few steps distance of the door, my hand reaches out, wrapping around his wrist lazily. he stops in his tracks, turning around swiftly to face me once again, eyes softening at my pleading look, already assuming what i am going to ask. he had always been good at that, guessing what i will say, before my mouth had chance to utter the words, and this time proves no different, his body taking one step toward the tub.
"can you get in with me?" i ask, looking upwards with pleading eyes, widening them in an attempt to convince him, my hand squeezing his wrist gently. i know what the answer will be, certain that he would never refuse a chance to lay beside me, despite the frequency that we do so anyway.
"yeah, sure." he nods calmly, quickly reaching to tug the only item of clothing that he is wearing down, the grey sweatpants pooling at his feet. he drags them off, folding them neatly and placing them beside my fresh change of clothes on the counter. my body moves forward, giving him room to climb in behind me, and he soon does so, resting his back firmly against the bathtub. he gets comfy, sinking into the water and stretching his legs out as my body rests in between them. after a few seconds, he snakes his arms around my waist, using his secure grip to pull me backward, my back resting firmly against his chest.
his fingers sit on my stomach, tracing circles over the skin, applying more pressure when i would sigh out in pain, gently massaging the cramping away, all whilst his lips would place quick kisses into my hair, though some would linger for a few seconds, often followed with the simple phrase 'i love you', each time he would utter them leaving me in the same state - a light shade of red creeping onto my cheeks whilst my lips curved into a small smile. he would always acknowledge my flustered state, though never tease me about it as he would in any other circumstance, deciding on savouring the peaceful moment, scared to ruin the tenderness of it, as it is memories like this which will be cherished forever.
though there are a few times when his head would dip downward, lips ghosting the skin of my neck, testing the waters between loving and lustful, but he knows that there is nothing sexual about this moment, knowing better than to create something sensual out of it. so he keeps his touches caring, the pads of his fingers running up and down my sides, eyes sparkling with joy as i can sense the cheesy grin on his face from behind.
though his sleep is put on the line, he seems to show no regret for choosing me over his slumber, standing up slowly and taking my hand, his other resting gently on my waist as he helps me exit the bath, following afterward and finding a towel big enough for the both of us. his arms open outward, gesturing me to come closer, and when my body nears his, naked frame pressed against his own, his arms close around us, the towel providing us with some warmth, though the majority of heat felt comes from what radiates from judes body as he continues to keep his arms wrapped around me, refusing to increase the distance between us.
we stay like this for a few minutes, bodies against each other, swaying side to side ever so slowly, his chin resting on top of my head, a peaceful silence between us until he steps back, handing me his t-shirt. he tugs his own clothes on, cleaning up the bathroom whilst i fix myself up, his gentle hand coming to rest at my back once i am finished.
"c'mon, let's go back to bed, you must be tired." he says, walking us both into the bedroom. by now, light had managed to leak into the room through the curtains, a medley of ambers and pinks melting across the walls, though i barely acknowledge this, my focus instead on the bed in the centre of the room. it is freshly made, dressed with crisp white sheets, the dirty ones nowhere to be seen. jude collapses onto the bed, his head delving into the pillow as i fall onto the mattress, only alone for a few seconds as he quickly pulls me into his side, arms wrapping tightly around my waist, fingers playing with the hem of his t-shirt, hiking it upward from its previous position where it rested just above my knees, the majority of judes clothing insanely big on me, though i don't mind. he places the covers over our bodies, legs intertwined as i lay practically on top of him, this not enough for jude as he drags me closer, my chest against his. after getting comfortable and making sure that i am too, his head buries into my neck, placing a few gentle kisses there as a silent way of saying 'i love you', though his verbal confirmation comes soon after as he tiredly utters the three words, muffled by the skin of my shoulder.
"thank you for helping me. i'm sorry about the sheets." i mumble, his head soon reappearing from where it had rested, a soft chuckle leaving his lips at my repeated apology.
"it's what i'm here for. i'll always be here to help you, and you don't have to be sorry about it either. it's just some sheets, you're much more important. now get some sleep, okay? i'll be right here when you wake up." he kisses my lips softly before i can respond, only this one is much longer than the ones we had shared earlier, his hand moving to cup my cheek, only pulling away for breath when he can no longer kiss back.
"i love you." i whisper against his lips, eyes fluttering open and shut as i find myself becoming increasingly tired, quickly uttering confirmation of my love towards him before i fall asleep, snuggling further into his embrace as he gives my waist a gentle squeeze.
"i love you more amor, more than you'll ever know."
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judessangel · 2 months
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unsuccessful hope
‌jude bellingham x f!reader
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a/n: GUYS i love yall somuch bryv thank you so much for everything!!😞😞 i have school this week so i wont be active but ill try to post i promise!!i get out at 5 pm and i have a good idea for the next fic 😵‍💫 bytheway angst no happy ending (imSORYRY) + short☹️
summary: after months of silently harboring feelings for jude, you summon the courage to confess, only to discover his heart yearns for someone else.
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y/n has been in love with jude ever since he joined real madrid, mainly because he is her brothers teammate, and they all spend a lot of time together.
she always thought that jude was an angel, with his charming smile and his undeniable talent on the soccer field.
she would often find herself daydreaming about being with him, but she never had the balls to tell him how she truly felt.
months went by, and y/n couldn't help but feel her heart ache every time she saw jude. she wanted so badly to tell him her feelings, but fear always held her back. what if he didn't feel the same way? what if it ruined their friendship?
but one day, she finally found the courage to do it.
after their practice, y/n mustered up all her bravery and walked up to jude. she could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she got closer to him. but she knew she had to do it. she couldn't keep these feelings a secret anymore.
"jude, heeeyy! can i talk to you for a minute?" y/n asked, her voice trembling slightly.
"yeah, whats up" jude replied, giving her a warm smile that always make her weak in the knees.
y/n took a deep breath and finally let it out, "i just wanted to tell you that...i like you, jude. i have for a long time now. i hope you feel the same towards me."
she looked up at him, her eyes filled with hope, but instead of a warm response, she was met with silence. judes expression changed, and his eyes started to gloss over. stomach dropped, and she immediately regretted saying anything. she could tell something was wrong.
"y/n..um.. i..i didn't want to tell you like this." jude finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.
"what do you mean jude?" y/n asked, chuckling nervously, trying to control her nerves.
"i like somebody else." jude replied, his voice full of guilt.
y/ns heart shattered into a million pieces at those four words. she couldn't believe what she was hearing. jude liked someone else. she couldn't imagine who it could be. all this time, she thought jude liked her back, but she was wrong.
an argument broke out between them, with y/n feeling hurt and rejected, and jude not understanding why he hurt her that bad, why couldn't she just understand he doesn't like her in that way?
they both said things they didn't mean, and it seemed like there was no way to fix things.
after that day, things were never the same between y/n and jude. they tried to go back to being friends, but it was never quite the same.
y/n couldn't help but feel heartbroken every time she saw jude or heard about his new love interest. she always wondered if she had never said anything, would they still be friends? always wondered would she ever get over him?
he was the first guy that looked at her that way, thought her jokes were funny.
she freezes everytime she hears her brother say anything about him, or say his name. she couldn't help but overthink, did he mean every single thing he said that day? she always thought she would never get over him.
but as time went by, y/n came to terms with the fact that she couldn't force someone to love her. she realized that sometimes, the person we want isn't always the one we need. and although it was a painful lesson, she knew that she would eventually find someone who truly loved her.
y/n and judes friendship slowly drifted apart, and they eventually went their separate ways. jude ended up with someone he liked for a while now,
just like y/n hoped she would with him...
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judessangel · 2 months
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𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 ˚`ೀ⋆。˚ romancer cancer </3
angel , 18+ , she/her , livie , madridista , jude bellingham’s gf !!!
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judessangel · 1 month
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↬ masterlist
jude bellingham
comfort fluff
thief fluff
unsuccessful hope angst
only one night fluff/angst
just a beard fluff/angst
look after you fluff
lucid dreaming smut
good f' you smut
atta girl smut
filming smut
joão félix
think about it fluff
brahim diaz
best brother ever fluff/angst
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judessangel · 2 months
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Could you write this with brahim if you write ab him?
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMMYaD9sK/
best brother ever!
‌brahim diaz x f!reader
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a/n: saw you guys dont like the posts that aren't about jude🙁🙁🙁🙁☹️💔☹️💔💔☹️💔 keep sending requests tho it gives me more motivation!! also i don't know if the spanish is right i used google translate
summary: the request!!😵‍💫
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earlier, y/n begged brahim to make a tiktok with her after practice, it was a funny video shes seen all of the couples do, so why shouldn't they?
she heard a knock on the door, she rushed to open it, finding brahim outside with a huge smile on his face as he kissed her and joined in the living room, tossing his bag on the floor.
"hey querida." he said tiredly
they headed to the kitchen, i mean, she dragged him to the kitchen with her. she set up the camera and positioned herself next to him.
y/n pressed the record button and took a small step closer to the camera with brahim behind, looking at her with confusion.
"if you wanna get through him, you'll have to get through me first!" she said, getting goosebumps as she said that, he looked at the camera and back at her as she turned around, getting closer to him.
"kiss me." she said quietly, they kissed and he crosses his arms.
"yeah, thats right!" he said, tilting his head slightly and smiling.
"hes the best big brother ever!" she says, looking back at he camera.
"yeah thats right!- wait — que carajo???" he asked, getting closer to her and uncrossing his arms, she started giggling.
"¿qué diablos quieres decir con mejor hermano de todos los tiempos!?" he asked her while shes laughing hysterically and slapping her knees, he turned to the camera and chuckled a bit.
"¿es esto algún tipo de broma?" he asked again, looking back at her while she nodded, he crosses his arms again and rolls his eyes, walking away as she stopped the recording and started laughing again.
"best big brother ever!" she giggled while he showed her the middle finger, she gasped, he laughed and ran to the couch and jumped on it.
"no juegues conmigo!"
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judessangel · 2 months
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since we are both rma fan can you make one where reader tries to convince joao to join real madrid?
if u dont write for joao felix ignore!!!
think about it!
‌joão félix x f!reader
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summary: the request 😵‍💫
a/n: ill try to post everyday since i have a few requests (thank u very much!!) keep sending them in more, it gives me motivation. very short btw im so sorry:(
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joao was the star player of barcelona, the team that rivaled real madrid for years. he was known for his incredible skills and was loved by fans all over the world. however, there was one fan in particular who had her eyes set on him—y/n
y/n had been a die-hard real madrid fan her whole life,thanks to her brother. she had grown up watching their matches with her family and had always loved when seeing her team win against barcelona.
it isnt that she hated barcelona, she did still support the team, but she always thought that madrid was just better.
but when she met joao, everything changed,
they had met at a charity event and immediately hit it off. y/n couldn't believe her that she was with a guy who played for barcelona, not in a mean way, but didn't that mean shes betraying her team?
but as their relationship grew, y/n couldn't ignore the fact that joao was playing for their rival team. she tried to brush it off, thinking that it was just a game and it didn't really matter.
but deep down, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment every time she saw him in a barcelona jersey at his games.
one day, y/n decided to gather up all her courage and talk to joao about it. they were sitting in their favorite cafe, sipping on coffee when she brought up the topic.
"...have you ever thought about playing for madrid?" y/n asked nervously.
joao looked at her with a surprised expression. "what do you mean? i'm happy playing for barcelona," he replied, smiling and crossing his arms.
"but why not!," y/n said, trying to convince him. "it would be a dream come true if you played for them for all of us!"
joao chuckled. "really? you know why…” he said but she wanted him to give her more than stupid motivations.
y/n knew it wouldn't be easy to convince him, but she couldn't give up. she spent the next few weeks trying to persuade joao, showing him videos of madrids best matches and talking about their history.
and to her suprise,
"ill think about it meu amor, seriously." he tilted his head and smiled,
and that was all she wanted to hear.
AGAIN! keep sending requests.
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shellxrls · 11 days
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GIRLL youre voice is ADORABLE !!!
i also love spiderman sooossoso much tooo!!! twinning 😆
sjskskj THANK U !! spiderman is my bae we've been locked in since 2020 🤞🤞.
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