#Apart from Jude ofc

[thejudeduarte]

Me when kaz brekker is covered in blood and sweat, greasy hair, probably dragging some kind of dead body behind him, and possibly just ripped someones eyeball out:

[trentsgirl]

JUDE BELLINGHAM x fem!reader

synopsis: i have a request 🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️ imagine reader and jude fighting and him leaving for training in the middle of the fight, then he comes back in the evening and reader is crying because her childhood dog died :( so he comforts her and all that cute fluffy stuff🥰 if you’re not comfortable writing this i totally understand ofc, i hope you have a great day my love

author note: thank you so much for the request. i apologize that it took me so long to publish, i had to take a break a bit. but i’m for now 🫶

playing: felt good about you by gracie abrams.

masterlist.

“YOURE IMPOSSIBLE, JUDE,” YOU SAY, your voice sharp as you fold your arms across your chest.

“yeah? and you’re overreacting, as always,” jude shoots back, standing in the doorway with his gym bag slung over one shoulder. his tone is clipped, his dark eyes narrowed, and you can tell he’s trying to hold back more biting words.

“i’m overreacting?” you repeat, incredulous. “you’re the one who started this!”

jude lets out a frustrated laugh, shaking his head. “i don’t have time for this. i’m already late for training.”

“oh, so now it’s my fault you can’t manage your time?”

he doesn’t answer right away, his jaw clenching as he stares at you. you know he’s debating whether to argue further or just walk out. he glances at his phone and groans under his breath. “we’ll talk later,” he says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

before you can respond, he’s out the door, the sound of it shutting behind him echoing in your chest. you stand there, fuming, replaying the argument in your head and stewing in the frustration he left behind.

you don’t even remember what started the fight—something small, something stupid—but it escalated in the way that only arguments between two stubborn people can. now, you’re alone in the quiet apartment, the silence feeling louder than anything.

you sigh, grabbing your phone and collapsing onto the couch. you scroll mindlessly, hoping the distraction will help you cool down, but it doesn’t last long.

then your phone rings. it’s your mom.

“hey mam,” you answer, your voice still tinged with irritation from earlier.

“sweetheart…” your mam’s voice is soft, hesitant. that tone immediately puts you on edge.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, sitting up straighter.

there’s a pause, and then she says it. “tux passed away this afternoon.”

you freeze. the words hit you like a punch to the gut, knocking the air from your lungs. “what?” you whisper, your voice trembling.

“he… he was old, honey. it was his time. he went peacefully, but i know how much he meant to you.”

you don’t hear much of what she says after that. the memories flood your mind—tux as a kitten, chasing your shoelaces, curling up on your lap during rainy days, purring so loud it felt like he was trying to comfort you. he’d been your companion through so much, and now he was gone.

tears spill down your cheeks before you even realize it. you manage to mumble a shaky goodbye to your mom before hanging up and curling into yourself on the couch, sobbing quietly into a throw pillow.

when jude comes home two hours later, you don’t even hear the door open. you’re in the bedroom now, curled up in bed with the lights dimmed, your tears soaking into the pillow.

“baby?” His voice carries through the apartment, but you don’t respond. “y/n?”

he steps into the bedroom a moment later, and his expression softens immediately when he sees you. “hey…” His gym bag drops to the floor as he crosses the room. “what’s going on? love, i’m sorry about the argument. i never meant—”

you shake your head, not trusting your voice to answer.

jude doesn’t hesitate. he sits down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to gently brush the hair from your face. “talk to me,” he pleads, his voice lower now, filled with concern.

your lip trembles as you finally manage to get the words out. “tux… he died.”

the weight of your grief is palpable in the air between you, and jude doesn’t say anything for a moment. he just leans in, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his chest. his embrace is warm, steady, and exactly what you need.

“i’m so sorry,” he murmurs into your hair. “i know how much you loved him.”

you cling to him, your fingers clutching the fabric of his hoodie as you let yourself cry. he holds you tighter, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your back.

after a while, your sobs begin to subside, and jude pulls back just enough to look at you. “have you eaten?”

you shake your head.

“okay,” he says gently. “stay here. i’ll be right back.”

he disappears into the kitchen, and you hear the sounds of cupboards opening and closing, the faint hum of the microwave, and the clinking of dishes. when he returns, he’s holding a tray with a steaming mug of hot chocolate, a bowl of popcorn, and a small plate of cookies.

jude sets the tray on the nightstand before sitting down beside you again. “here you go, love,” he says, handing you the mug first.

the warmth of it seeps into your hands, and you take a small sip. it’s sweet and comforting, the perfect antidote to the heaviness in your chest. “thank you,” you whisper.

jude smiles softly, brushing his thumb across your cheek to wipe away a stray tear. “anything for you.”

he waits until you’re finished drinking, then helps you settle back against the pillows, pulling the blanket over both of you.

“remember when you showed me that picture of tux wearing that ridiculous santa hat?” he says, a hint of amusement in his voice.

you manage a small laugh, the memory of tux glaring at you with the little red hat perched crookedly on his head flashing through your mind. “he hated that thing.”

“but he put up with it for you,” jude says, smiling. “that cat loved you so much.”

you nod, your chest tightening again, but this time the tears that fall feel a little less heavy.

jude pulls you closer against him. his fingers find their way into your hair, gently combing through the strands as he places soft kisses on your temple and cheek every few minutes.

and as you lie there in his arms, the ache in your chest begins to feel just a little bit lighter.

[nosugarallspice]

hi, could I request something for jude like super rough and like reader being punished for something, and he ties her hands at her back and then is just rough because she misbehaved. thank you.

Ofc!

Minors DNI!!

Word count: 482

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The door slammed shut behind you, Jude’s heavy footsteps following close behind.

“What was that?” He calls, following you into the room. “What?” You turned, now facing him, he was close, standing right in front of you.

“Don’t act stupid,” his jaw clenched, “acting out in front of the others? You think it’s cute, hm?”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his words, you weren’t in the mood to deal with him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You turned away, starting to walk away from him but he grabbed your arm, turning you to face him again. “You love pissing me off, don’t you?” He chuckles, his fingers now tangled in your hair, tugging down to make you look up at him.

You look at him, hands now resting on his chest. “Not at all.” You smile.

Of course you do, it’s fun seeing how worked up he gets.

“So since you want to act up, maybe I should teach you a lesson?” He smiles, his hands pushing you down onto the bed gently.

Using your elbows to help you prop yourself up, looking at him as he towered over you.

“So what do you plan on doing?” You look at him, innocently.

“Oh, you’ll see.”

—

“I suppose you’ll think twice before acting up again, hm?” His hand came down, placing another harsh slap to your ass.

Jude’s other hand pinning both of your hands behind your back, your face buried in the pillows as he pounded into you relentlessly from behind.

Your cunt clenching around him repeatedly as he abused your walls. The pain mixed with pleasure - it hurt so good.

“Y-yes.” You manage to get out in between whimpers.

“I’m starting to think you act out because you want to be fucked like this,” his hips slamming against your ass, “like a whore.” He spoke through gritted teeth.

He used the grip on your wrists to move you back into him, meeting his movements halfway.

He loved the control he had on you; he also loved watching you fall apart, because of him.

Mesmerized by your cunt, and by the sounds that left your mouth - if he could stay in this position forever, trust me, he would.

Jude enjoyed making love to you, but he loved fucking you.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He moaned, watching your ass bounce with each thrust.

“Jude, baby.” You cried out.

“I know baby, me too.”

He no longer held onto your wrist, instead his hand slid up; resting against your throat, pulling your head up and into a sloppy kiss - it was messy, so messy that you could feel the drool pooling at the corners of your mouth, but you loved it.

Your vision blurred as your orgasm took over, your body shaking beneath his; Jude followed behind closely, his own release spilling inside you, filling you up to the brim.

[haartemis]

https://www.tumblr.com/lottins-only/768953075788644352/send-me-a-song-title-a-player-and-ill-write-a

little things ~ ella mai & jude 🫶🏼

little things - jude bellingham

A/N : got carried away and this ended up being longer than a drabble lol

the life of a final year university student during exam season is pure chaos. you're no exception: for the past couple days, you've been stuck in a loop of caffeine fueled days and long, sleepless nights. you've been so buried in exams and papers that you couldn't even go to your boyfriend jude's champions league away game.

you follow the match on a grainy stream from the library, and when he scores a beautiful goal, you jump from your seat so suddenly you startle the person sitting across from you.

you: YOU SCORED. so proud of you bby 💗

jude: thanks babe

jude: flight lands in about an hour. mind if i come straight to your place? you know i won't be able to sleep if i don't 😚

its true. the adrenaline after an evening game usually means a sleepless night for him. but that's not an issue when you're around. you have a calming effect on him, your mere presence in those times lulling him to sleep.

you: ofc. i'll be at the library for a couple more hours, but you have your key right?

jude: yupp.

jude: i’ll be there. make sure you eat something, yeah?

you: yes, dad.

jude: don’t “yes, dad” me. i mean it. i know how you get.

a couple of hours later, you trudge back home, exhausted. all you want is to curl up in bed with your boyfriend and sleep, but you can’t. the paper due at midnight, the one you thought you’d finish before leaving the library, is proving more difficult than you expected. so unfortunately you have to get it done before you can even think about resting.

when you unlock the door to your apartment, the sight that greets you makes you pause. the space that had been ground zero for your finals week chaos is now spotless. papers that were stewn all over the place, now organized neatly on your coffee table. the dishes that had piled up on the kitchen sink are washed and put away. floor swept, cat's litter box cleaned.

he's standing by the couch, airpods on, carefully folding your throw blanket. when he sees you there, his face immediately lights up. when you reach him, he pulls you into a tight hug and kisses your forehead, his arms wrapping around you like a shield. as always, being in his arms feels warm, grounding, and above all, comforting. it hasn't even been 48 hours since you last saw him, but it feels like you've been apart for weeks.

"you okay?" he asks softly, brushing a stray strand of curls from your face.

"no," you say in a panicked voice. "i’m not done with my paper, and it's due in like two hours."

"hey, it’s okay,” he says, squeezing your shoulders. "i can help... i think"

he says the last part cautiously, and you start laughing - but stop when you realize maybe he can help.

there's no time to waste, a couple moments later you sit at your tiny kitchen table, you on your laptop and him on his ipad , the same google doc open on each screen. your job is to write the actual paper, while jude does the citations.

“so, are we doing apa, chicago, or... something else?” jude squints at his phone with a confused look on his face, as if he’s reading a foreign language. you suppose for him it might as well be.

“chicago,” you say firmly, not looking up from your screen.

“got it,” he replies, setting his phone aside and rolling up his sleeves like he’s actually about to get his hands dirty.

and then you start working. for more than an hour the only sounds filling the room is the sound of keyboards clicking. jude works with the same focus and intensity you’ve seen from him when he plays football—brows knitted, his lips slightly parted as he carefully organizes the citations at the bottom of the document.

every now and then he mutters under his breath in a frustrated tone. “wait... is this a journal article or a book chapter? never mind, i got it.” or: “fuckin hell, who publishes something without a visible date?” each time, you answer without hesitation, grateful he’s doing the most boring, tedious part of your work for you.

at one point, your cat leaps onto the table and sits right next to jude’s ipad. he barely glances up, one hand absentmindedly scratching behind the cat’s ears while his other continues to scroll through a citation guide. it makes your heart swell, seeing him like that. superstar footballer who just scored in a champions league game mere hours ago, now sitting in your cramped kitchen giving your cat affection while helping write your essay. only jude. my sweet angle, you think to yourself.

“okay,” you announce finally, leaning back in your chair and stretching your arms above your head. “i think i’m done.”

“that’s my girl!” he exclaims, suddenly leaping up from his seat. before you can react, he picks you up from your chair, effortlessly lifting you into the air.

“jude!” you squeal, laughing as he flips you over and sets you back on your feet, his hands steadying you as he does.

you poke his chest, laughing. “couldn’t have done it without you.”

“obviously. who knew i was so good at this?” he kisses the top of your head. “think i'll charge you by the hour next time”

you roll your eyes at him, but inside you're just happy. happy to have submitted the essay, and happy you have jude as a boyfriend.

the stress of the night has melted away, and you feel a little lighter. you have an exam tomorrow at nine for a econ elective you regret not dropping, but there's no turning back now. all you can do is push through. in a couple of days, it will all be over.

with that somewhat encouraging thought in mind, you make your way to your bed, ready to pass out. and you almost reach it too, until jude pulls you back into the kitchen.

"you need to eat," he says sternly. he points to the takeout box sitting on the kitchen counter. "got that on my way here"

"i’m fine," you protest weakly as he heats up the food in the microwave. "i honestly just wanna sleep now"

"no, you’re not fine. you've barely eaten all day," he replies. when the microwave pings, he pulls out the food and plates it for you before putting it on the kitchen table, gesturing for you to sit.

you roll your eyes at him but comply. jude leans against the counter, watching you eat quietly, reassuringly. you can tell by his eyes he's tired too. undoubtedly drained from a physically demanding match, with the only sleep he's had since being a nap on the plane. yet here he is, prioritizing you above his own rest without a second thought.

“you didn’t have to do all this, you know,” you say in between bites. “cleaning, helping me with my paper... you should be resting.”

he shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. “you’re more important. i’ll rest when i know you’re okay.”

his words make your chest tighten, and you have to look away. it overwhelms you sometimes, his kindness and thoughtfulness.

when you finish eating, you go over to the sink and wash the dishes. jude leans against the counter, arms crossed, watching. he tells you all about his trip: the surprisingly good airplane food, the awful water pressure in the locker room showers, the cute baby he'd taken a picture with at the airport on the way back. the mundane details he can't help sharing with you, his way of showing you even when he's away, you're the biggest part of his life.

afterwards, you both do your nighttime routine in companionable silence before crawling into bed. the covers are soft and inviting as you settle in comfortably. jude pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist as he settles behind you, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder that makes goosebumps rise up on your skin.

the last thing you hear before you drift off to sleep is jude's low, sleepy voice murmuring "finally"

in the morning, you're rudely awaken by an insistent shake on the shoulders.

“y/n wake up,” jude says softly.

you groan, burying your face deeper into the pillow. “five more minutes,” you mumble, still half asleep.

“you don’t have five more minutes,” he says, his tone shifting. “it’s 8.40. you’re gonna be late for your exam.”

that does it. you sit up so fast you almost get dizzy, the panic hitting you hard.

“oh my god!” you gasp, throwing the blanket off and scrambling out of the bed.

you quickly brush your teeth and get changed while jude, bless him, packs your bag for you. when you emerge out of the bathroom fully ready, he's waiting for you with your backpack, all packed and ready to go.

"did you—?"

he nods, his lips quirking into a small smile. “yeah. laptop, pens, calculator, everything. and here—” he tosses you an energy bar, which you catch clumsily. “ eat that on the way.”

"you're a lifesaver" you say as you slip on your shoes.

"go ace it, baby" he holds the door open for you while handing you the bag.

you pause by the doorway, giving him a grateful look. "thank you. again. you're the best you know, that right? all the things you do for me, it's just..." you let out a breath. "i love you so much"

he gives you a lingering kiss. "i love you too" he murmurs against your lips. "and i know you'd to the same for me"

he’s right. when he’s had a bad day, you’re at his place in no time, ready to listen if he wants to talk or to put on one of his favorite movies if he doesn’t. when he's craving it, you cook him his favorite meal. when your schedule allows, you ride with his driver to pick him up from training, just because you know he loves seeing you waiting for him. all the little things you do for each other, all the everyday acts of service. the sum of which is the way you show each other that you care, that you love one another. and isn't that the point of a partnership?

"i'll text you after i get out okay?" you murmur, giving him one last peck on the lips.

you pull your backpack over your shoulder and head out into the day, feeling ready as ever.

[judeswhore]

obsessed with the idea of you and jude being apart for a while and ur both going crazy without the other because you’re so used to being attached by the hip🤭so when he does come back u are both so desperate for each other to the point that you basically can’t go a minute without being intimate with each other in some shape or form, even during everyday activities 🤫 so if he’s playing fifa, ur on ur knees while he’s trying to talk to his friends or even when ur reading he’ll eat u out and cause u to lose focus on what is going on in the book. or if ur cooking/washing up, he’ll subtly bend you over the counter because u both just need to scratch the itch that’s been building up for weeks

being apart for a couple of weeks bc of preseason and ur job or wtv and it’s the longest you’ve been apart since getting together so ur both so wound up with need as well as overwhelmed by how much you’ve missed each other. as soon as he comes home ur fucking and u don’t even make it to the living room or bedroom he literally fucks u against the hallway wall, both of u still fully dressed bc u cant even take the time to undress. and it’s so raw and needy and it doesn’t last long bc the build up has been so long but that doesn’t satiate the need inside either of u. so for the next few days u can’t keep ur hands off each other. fucking in the shower, waking up at like 3am bc jude’s buried himself between ur thighs, dropping to ur knees to suck him off while he’s getting ready in the morning, riding his thigh while he’s playing fifa before he’s switching the game off and fucking u on the sofa. and one lunch time he’s come back from training and he’s been home almost a week now but still neither of u can get passed that nagging neediness and so he’s coming up behind u while ur making dinner and half begging u to let him fuck u. and ofc ur saying yes, bending forward so he can fuck u against the counter and he’s in ur ear telling u how much he’s missed u even tho he’s been home for days now but the feelings completely mutual. it’s literally just a week of sex and it’s probably the most you’ve ever fucked in ur relationship bc for some reason neither of u can push the need away

[madridfangirl]

Thought of this funny scenario where Jude goes out with his friends one night and so does Ananya they both know that each other are going on a night out with their friends. But what they don’t know is that they happen to be going to the same restaurant/bar. Jude walks in with his friends from Birmingham and sees Ananya with her group of girls. They make eye contact and freeze. Can’t go up to each other because no-one knows apart from Roma and Jobe. Roma is dying of laughter and all of her friends think it’s probably coz she’s drunk only Ananya knows and she’s so mad at Roma because she’s gonna make it obvious. Some of Ananya’s friends know Jude ofc and they are gushing over him, Ananya doesn’t get jealous but finds it hilarious. If only they knew. But Jude on the other hand does get jealous, when one of his friends says “Ananya is hot” Jude slaps him “by mistake” saying it was an accident and Jobe knows that Jude meant that and is trying his best to hold in his laughter.

I LOVE THIS

[bienmoreau]

Jerejean 16 and 19, lailvarez 1 and 13 annnnd Jesse and Jude 29?

Jerejean;

16. If they’re separate and they see something that reminds them of their beloved. What would it most likely be and why?

oohhh interesting. This is actually really hard to pick apart now we have conon for them. I feel like my hc are in a box on a top shelf and I haven't looked at it in ages.. but okay working with canon here. i think for Jean it would be small things, we already know he associates brown with Jeremy so seeing things that are the same tone/colour as his eye is one, and also I think there will in time be a point where when jean see good dogs he'll think of Jere/abt sending a photo to him. I have others but as I said to you my brain is kinda fried rn.

and for Jere... I think again things that are the same colour as Jean's eyes, skylines when mist or fog make the colour is muted & grey, moonlight through a window/in a reflection etc. but also when something is truly incredulous and he just knows jean would have something to say abt it and just the thought makes him smile. And then also once jean starts growing stuff (no Jeremy zone) but from then on he'd notice familiar plants from Jean's garden and that would always make him think of him.

19. Do they have a place/object that is specifically theirs? Where/What is it and why? (ex: Odysseus and Penelope’s olive tree bed)

Jabberwocky? 🤣 But umm no okay. So their shared room ofc. It's Jeremy's actually home more than anywhere else until they get their own place. And I think with that would come the spaces they make together that are their blended lives and are inextricably linked together. Its a place where they are able to hold space for each other and let each other show up in ways they don't share with anyone else. (The exact opposite is Jeremy's room in his mother's house and a place where Jean's growing record of his new life are safe to be on display.

Lailalvarez

1. How would a thumb war go?

Ahahahahah. Alvarez tries so hard and you'd think that she'd be good at it but apparently thumbs wars against the love of your life is more like handling an open bag of rice than it is playing video games. She rushes a little soon and then gets distracted by Lailas smile and doesn't stand a chance after that.

13. How would the pair do in an escape room? What kind of room would they choose and would they get out?

Ahahahhahaahhaha worse than handling an open bag of rice. They do try, well Laila tries but gets turned around a little and Cat is rushing around all over the place. They do manage to get some of the answers but she doesn't really know how. And Laila is just doing what she can with what Cat gives her. They also waste time cause Cat begs kisses for right answers.

Jesse/Jude

29. What is their home like and how do they decorate it?

It's a lovely little two story with a porch and a back garden. Fairly modest (they upgrade when Jude starts getting noticed before he goes more into producing) but the general vibe stays the same. A garden for Jesse to decompress in. A soundproofed studio for Jude with a sofa bed, bathroom with a nice bath, semi open plan living room/kitchen (w/ dining table) downstairs and then their bedroom (en suit) and spare room(s) for the family visit. Lots of soft things and plants and colour and fairy lights (especially in their room and the back deck). It's kinda country cottage style inside but they're still just on the edge of LA so it's not actually old at all just soft shapes and study construction.

[hendolish]

Jude getting Hendo & Jack back together...maybe Trent is the other child (Hendo's ofc) and they're both sick of their (adoptive, oddly young but who's counting) Dad moping neglecting self care and living a beige existence bc he misses Jack's sunshine. so they track Jack down who is in an equally miserable condition without Jordan's love and support. the mission then is try to understand why the break up happened (drinking? commitment? parenting? Jack being more of a kid than Jude while Jordan is a control freak?) and what they can do to fix it...and ofc this is Lifetime Xmas movie romcom shit that Jack would appreciate, so Jordan & Jack miraculously address their issues and fall back in love and get their stupid happy ending in time for the holidays with their found fam

jack grealish/jordan henderson | found family ♡

As Winter sweeps through the streets of Liverpool, it paints a frosty picture. The holiday season is nearing, and every house in the neighbourhood gleams with festive lights and decorations. Every house, except one.

Jordan's house remains dim and quiet. Gone is the lively banter, the playful teasing, and the warmth of Jack's presence. Now, the silent rooms echo the emptiness that Jordan feels.

Inside the St. George's Academy, Trent and Jude sprint down the football pitch, passing the ball between themselves, exhibiting skills that surpass their young age.

They live and breathe football, but once off the field, their concerns as of late gravitate towards their beloved adoptive father and his melancholic state. It's undeniable; Jordan misses, needs, Jack's vibrant and banterous nature that once filled their home with laughter and joy.

One evening, after their training, the duo huddle together in their shared room, posters of their football heroes looking down on them. "We have to do something. Christmas is right around the corner," Trent begins, his voice thick with conviction.

Jude nods, determination set in his young eyes and strong jaw. "We need to find Jack. We need to bring him back."

They gather information, relying on fragments of overheard conversations and old photographs. Jack, they find out, runs a small café downtown. The place is lively, with Jack's unmistakable laugh floating through the air, but there’s an undercurrent of sadness in his eyes. The break is still pretty fresh, after all.

Jack’s eyes light up instantly when the two of them reach the front of the queue, greeting them excitedly. But the moment he connects them back to Jordan is evident behind his gaze, the light seeping from behind them slightly, intonation slipping from his voice.

“So boys,“ He begins once ushering them to sit down at the counter opposite him as he works, “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

Trent and Jude share a glance before Jude gestures for his brother to go on and explain. Trent leans forwards on his elbows as he begins with a sigh, “Well, it’s Dad. He—“

“Oh— wait…” Jack interrupts suddenly, stopping with a coffee cup held mid-air, “Jordan’s… Jordan’s okay, isn’t he? You guys are alright?”

His immediate concern for Jordan’s well-being, as well as their own, gives Trent and Jude even more hope. Jack has never stopped caring for the three of them and he’s always made them feel safe.

Trent’s the one to quickly set the record straight and that easygoing grin soon returns to Jack’s cheeks. He’s glad, he tells them, and then Trent and Jude broach the real reason why they’re here.

They learn of the rift that drove the two apart - Jack's casual attitude towards life contrasting Jordan's more structured, disciplined approach. While Jack was spontaneous, often indulging in late-night drinks and fun, Jordan, as a father, craved stability and routine.

With their mission clear, the duo approach Jack with their plan. Hesitant at first, he soon gets caught up in their infectious enthusiasm. The two kids paint a picture of Christmas without him – a lacklustre tree, a father trying hard to keep up spirits, and two young hearts missing their beloved Jack.

As Christmas Eve approaches, Jack and the kids hatch a plan using the allure of a football match they'd be playing at their academy.

Jordan takes the two of them that morning and watches on from the sidelines as usual. He’s always full of praise for the both of them, shouting encouragements and getting pissed off on their behalves when a decision doesn’t go their way.

It takes a while, but as the game progresses, Jack, standing at the sidelines, catches Jordan's eye. There's a moment of stunned silence before recognition dawns.

The game ends, but neither Jordan nor Jack seem to notice. They talk. They bicker. They reminisce. Moments pass, with the chilly night air carrying whispers of their conversation.

Trent and Jude watch from a distance, fingers crossed. It’s not until they see their father wrap an arm around Jack, pulling him into a hug, that they allow themselves to cheer, followed by laughter when Jack shoots them an enthusiastic thumbs up behind Jordan’s back.

Christmas morning dawns bright and joyful. The Henderson household awakens to the sounds of Jack's laughter and the scent of fresh pancakes. The living room, once sombre, now twinkles with fairy lights. The tree, once unlit, stands tall and bright, bearing witness to a family's reunion.

As presents get passed around, Jack and Jordan sharing lingering looks, Trent and Jude exchange triumphant glances. Their mission, it seems, has been a resounding success. Christmas, this year, is all about new beginnings and second chances.

♡

[thebestsetter]

WHAT UR OPINON ON BELLINGHAM AND VINI JR IF YOU KNOW WHO HEY ARE 🎤🎤🎤🎤

OFC I KNOW WHO THEY ARE.

This ended up longer than I intended it to be, but it's just that I get too passionate abt football 😔

OKAY, I'LL START WITH THE BRAZILIAN ONE (OFC, BRAZIL ON TOP 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷)

Vini Jr is a very great player. He brought up some really important matters, such as the "Stop racism on the field" one. He is very smart and has great habilities, hence why he's known as Vini Malvadeza (Malvadeza=evilness), and also bcs of his celebration where he does horns with his fingers on his head.

Now, even though on Real he's an amazing player, he doesn't live up to that title on the national team. Don't get me twisted, he's still a very great player, but Dorival (brazilian's coach) changes the line up in a way where he doesn't play with the same function as he does in Real, where he scores AND passes (Ancelloti's idea), while in Brazil he mostly dribles and scores. That's why he makes some mistakes and doesn't show all his football skills there.

Lastly, I don't think he's a match for Neymar. Nobody is tbh. He's very good, but Neymar was different. Hope Vini finds himself tho.

NOW TO BELLINGHAM

Apart from being handsome, Jude is a very good player. Ever since Borussia, he's shows great soccer skills and the hability to "find goals": he basically knows where the goal is bound to occur, so he has lots of participations in goals. He scored an amazing goal on the euros (I don't remember the game, but it was a bicycle kick) and is a runner up for the baloon d'or, which shows how great of a player he is.

THAT'S WHY HE'S CALLED BELLIGOL HERE IN BRAZIL. HE SCORES, SCORES AND SCORES!!

Aside from that, I don't have much to say abt him. He's very good, yes, and plays well on Real and on the national team. Let's hope he can become the hero of he nation after Harry Kane retires (which he basically already did) and brings football home (after Brasil wins the sixth WC, ofc)

NOW, IF YOU'RE ASKING ME ABT BOTH OF THEM AS A DUO, THEY'RE AMAZING. Bellingham's hability to infiltrate the grand area and receiving and dominating balls from various angles adds to Vini's drible ability and speed, making them an almost illegal duo. They're almost synonims to goal! Real has a very great team right now, with Mbappe, Endrick AND SPECIALLY RODRYGO (my boy's so underrated smh)

As a Real fan, I hope they win the next championships 🙏🙏

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK I LOVE TALKIMG ABOUT SOCCER

[satocidal]

Hey Hey Rome! Since I'm here to cheer you up, let me ask some questions! Hopefully, this helps just a little :D

1.) What was the 1st fanfic you've ever read? And what was it about?

2.) Would you rather be hopeless romantic or hopeful unromantic? And why?

3.) Antique or brand new? And why?

4.) What's the dad joke of the day? :)

5.) What's your usual order of a Starbucks drink? And would you recommend it for others to try?

6.) Any song recommendations?

7.) What has been the best highlight of your day/evening/night?

8.) What's something you cherish the most in friendships? And why?

9.) What's the most embarrassing thing that happened to you, but you laugh about it now thinking of it?

10.) Apart from Tumblr, what's something you enjoy doing in your spare time?

[Ooo kinda outdid myself lol sorry about that 😅]

Skshskaja it took me a while to answer lmao

Answer undercut<3

So….the first fanfic I ever read was something about Harry Potter I guess😭😭😭like not even Harry guys. It was his dad’s—like James Potter with an oc or reader idk but like💀💀 peak da fiction years for me (when I was 11? And I remember being weirded out by reading them kiss lololol)

Did you mean hopeful romantic here? But like neither exactly? Wait if it could be, hopeless unromantic<3 because like I do get crushes but it’s not the deep kind and I know nothing will last about these things (my coping mechanism) but then I Di want something deep but then I can’t commit💀

Antique when things of use—brand new when things of daily use lmao

Is it bad that I don’t know any😭😭?

Sooo lmao. The place I live, it recently had a Starbucks open (the first one) and like it’s way too far from my house so I’ve technically never had Starbucks😭😭 but ike ig have a pink drink or smn💀

Ok ok cashew by Jude York (I’ve been listening to mostly Hindi songs these days so i can’t remember any goods English ones😭)

I went back to my school to get projects<3 doesn’t the first half of the day with my best friend after like 3 months so yes that ofc

Quality time. I think it’s very necessary. Like for someone such as me I need that attention and I love providing it so being ignored or like stuff makes me annoyed and over think (I suppose it’s clingy and I understand people need space) but yes. So mainly I just keep to myself lmao

I confessed to my crush AFTER I got over him and then an year later had to help him get with my bsf (who didn’t like him) stupid shit😭

I like maths💀a lot. Like if I have nothing to Do I will do it. Just like shamelessly everywhere—every surface

[teafootballandmore]

It makes me laugh how some fans suddenly started saying he's average because of his mess. Lol ofc he is cringe but they can't deny the fact of how good looking he is . Those fans are just kidding themselves.

Apart from his looks, Jude is very charismatic, and I think many fans have fallen with his charisma. But now, when people see his shitty behavior, they feel cringe.

.

[victorrs]

omg I hate when you're bored and requesting asks but no one sends in any 😭😭

here's one

other than victor ofc, who catches your eye and why?

hi! oof yes i was in need of a little procrastination so thank you for the ask haha

i only started getting into ikevil after the en version was released so i didn't really know too much about everyone and was going in completely blind and at that point the first person that caught my eye was jude bc my first thought was he looked like the feather duster from beauty and the beast (i'm sorry jude) AND he was also the first person i got for the 5* free pull (which i stuck with bc i believed it was fate)

and then i started william's route and did what i always do and fell for the poster boy :) i'm truly enjoying being made worse

i think the ones i'm most curious about though and have truly caught my eye (apart from victor ofc) are ellis and alfons! with ellis, there's just that sense of danger underneath all the innocent sweetness and it's beautiful and twisted and i'm all here for it. and for alfons, truly i find him so fascinating i just need to observe him under a microscope under the highest magnification

okay this got long sjqaskdkqerw i shall not speak of victor or it will get MUCH longer

[holylulusworld]

For your celebration drabble can I have Jensen x fem Reader? Please make it super angsty. Maybe a break-up? Can the reader be pregnant too? Please, give mr a happy end with Jrensen. I don't have an idea for the fall/halloween theme. Can you chiose for me? Thank you

Walking by

11,000 Followers Fall & Halloween drabbles  

Summary: It’s been months since he left you. Now the man breaking your heart complains in public.

Warnings: angst, language, Jensen being a douche for a moment or two, break-up, pregnant reader, kinda public bashing (online/mentioned), comforting, fluff

Pairing: former Jensen x Reader

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki, Ofc Judith

A/N: Inspired by Dido’s “Walking by”; lyrics taken from the song in Italics.

A/N2: Okay, that one got away from me and it’s longer than 500 words. I did not go for a happy ending but a hopeful one. I kept it open for the reader to decide if you give him a second chance.

Divider by @firefly-graphics​

You and him. Once upon a time you and Jensen were a whirlwind romance, maybe it was even love at first sight.

Now all you’ve got left of the love you shared is a bitter taste on your tongue.

His lawyer made sure you will keep your mouth shut about the break-up as in your love-sick state, you signed a confidentiality obligation when you got together. This means you are committed to pay penalty for every violation against the confidentiality obligation at the rate of 10,000, dollars.

Keep me locked up, keep me shut in

You can but my mind still roams free

You can keep me caged, you can tell me to be quiet

But I remember everything

Unlike you, Jensen preferred to tell everyone about your break-up. Even though it was him who broke things up, he insists you broke his heart, not the other way around.

Sometimes you look at your phone, shaking your head at the next hurtful interview. He’s a great actor, you give him that. Breaking up with you as he feared his career would be ruined if people get to know you used to work as an exotic dancer to pay for your study was not enough. No, Jensen must rub salt into the wounds he left.

Please don't forget that you broke your own heart

And don't forget that you lost your mind

“How does it feel to break a good man’s heart?” The paparazzi snarls at you. He’s getting into your personal space, taking pictures of you, and even worse, your six, months baby bump. “Is that the guy's child? The ones you left Jensen for?”

“Leave me alone. I got nothing to say to you,” brushing past the man you try to outrun him, but he runs after you, almost pushing you to the ground. 

“Hey, asshole! Leave the girl alone,” a familiar voice barks. “Don’t you have better things to do than hunting a – fuck me – pregnant woman?” Jared grumbles, wrapping his arms protectively around your waist whilst Gen threatens to call the cops.

“Get lost. Leave Y/N alone,” Gen warns, already dialing 911. “I swear we will sue you. We all saw you were about to attack a pregnant girl.”

“Classy,” the man spats. “You protect an unfaithful stripper girl who broke your best friend's heart…”

“Y/N,” Gen tries to touch your arm, but you shove her hand away. “Please, let us help you.”

“Leave me the fuck alone. All of you,” you wiggle out of Jared’s embrace, not wanting him to help you. “I don’t need you. I could’ve handled the situation all by myself, just like the last six months as no one wanted to hear my side of the story. Or rather, I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone the truth.”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here behind you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

You walk away, not listening to Gen or Jared calling your name. Ignoring their voices, you wipe a few tears away before you rush toward your car. 

“Y/N, please stop walking away.” Jared tries to catch up with you. He’s jogging now, worriedly placing one hand onto your shoulder. “Why don’t you tell us your side of the story?”

“If you want to know if the baby is Jensen’s, the answer is that its none of your fucking business. You should also know I can’t talk about anything including my relationship with Jensen as I don’t have 10,000 bucks to waste.” You walk by, ignoring Jared’s words. 

Keep me locked up, keep me shut in

But I remember everything

Please don't forget that you sought your own heart

And don't forget that you lost your way

“Another interview?” Judith, your best friend, sighs. “That bastard should shut his cakehole.” You snicker, giving her hand a tight squeeze. “Will he sue you if I kick his balls?”

“He would know I told you the reason for the break-up,” you look at the pictures on Jensen’s Instagram account, shaking your head. “Soon I’m out of here. I got a new job and will leave the country. No one cares about Supernatural in Denmark.”

“As far as you know,” Judith pokes your belly, hating you look sad. “How about we go for a walk in the park? You love the colorful leaves, I know it.”

“Jensen, he used to go with me for a walk in the park when the leaves started to change their color. He even collected a few for me,” you smile at the memory but then your face falls. “I thought he loves me until my past collided with his career.”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here behind you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never seen it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never tried it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

“He’s a fucking asshole who dared to say it was your fault he broke up with you. Period.” 

“I didn’t give him choice, you know. I said if he wants a break, this means we are over,” you whisper, running one hand over your swollen belly. 

“Let’s go to the park and enjoy the sun, the leaves and we can scream at guys who want to play football,” Judith holds out her hand, offering to go with you but you shake your head. “Not today?”

“Not today, Jude…”

The sun warms your face, and for a moment, you close your eyes to enjoy the warmth. There is a sadness in your heart you can’t shake off.

Yes, you told Jensen if he wants a break to overthink your relationship this means you are over, but you never thought he would go for it.

“Y/N,” there is this tiny voice in your head telling you to run, as fast as you can hearing his voice. “Please, give me a minute.”

“If you came to ask if I told Gen or Jared anything, you can go back home. Your fine lawyer made sure I can’t tell anyone you were the one who broke things off with me,” you grumble, glancing at the colorful leaves in Jensen’s hands.

“I didn’t come here to complain or to fight. I hoped you would be here,” Jensen mumbles stepping closer. “Shit, Y/N. I don’t know why I did not try to fix us.”

“You said everything I needed to know months ago. If you excuse me now, I got somewhere else to be. You know, when we met that day, the day you broke things off with your wife,” your voice cracks when you meet Jensen’s gaze. “The day you came to the club and poured your heart out, I should’ve never listened to your shit.”

You start to walk away, not missing the sob leaving Jensen’s lips. “Y/N, please. I know that you’ve got no reason to forgive me, not after I agreed to give all those stupid interviews. My management, they said you must take the blame for the break-up.” 

“Fuck you. Fuck your management,” you spat into Jensen’s face. “I got no reason to forgive you, and I won’t…”

“Baby…I love you,” shaking your head you wrap your arms around your waist. “I love you so much it hurts. I wish I told you sooner.”

“I wasn’t finished, Jensen. When we met the other week and you grasped for my arm to kiss me,” you huff, meeting his gaze one last time. “I should’ve kept on walking by. I wish I never met you. I wish I never felt anything for you. I wish I never saw the way you looked at me when you believed I wasn’t looking.” You sniffle, eyes cast down. “If I would’ve walked by, I wouldn’t be so much in love with you…”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here without you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never seen it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

“Baby girl,” Jensen steps closer to cup your face. His thumb wipes the tears away. “I can be a better man. I told everyone that it was me messing things up. It’s all over the media. I fired my management; lawyer and I will do anything you want me to do. Just…please…take me back…”

“Jay,” you choke his name out, fighting your tears. “I don’t think I can…”

“Please, don’t walk by. Please don’t forget about me,” Jensen presses his forehead against yours, praying you’ll be able to forgive him. “I…I wasn’t with anyone, I swear. I regretted my decision the moment I left your apartment, but it was too late. Honestly, I was there, at your home, more than once but feared you would hate me.”

“I can’t, Jensen. Not now,” you run off, tears falling now.

“Y/N, please...just give me a chance,” Jensen runs after you, grasping for your hand. “All I’m asking for is that we talk things out. Please...”

“Jensen,” voice trembling you look up at Jensen. “Okay. I can try to talk things out, but that’s all I’m willing to give...”

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[judeswhore]

you and jude have been apart for a few weeks and when he comes back you are literally so desperate for him and he just loves seeing you like this. so when u guys finally get to have sex he is being such a tease just so he can hear you beg for what you want. he’s overstimulating you like crazy (cuz after weeks without you he is ready to go from morning til night) and has you begging for him to finish inside you. and he’s mocking you being like “idk maybe I’ll finish on your face” or on ur stomach and u immediately get all whiney and frustrated telling him how much u deserve to feel him fill you up properly😵‍💫😵‍💫

ofc he already planned on coming inside bc he loves it just as much as you but him hearing you beg for something so intimate and dirty is so hot to him 🤭

he’s made u cum so many times you’ve lost count but he’s yet to finish and it’s driving u crazy bc all u want is for him to fill u up. so ur literally gripping him so tight, legs locked around his waist, nails digging so deep into the skin on his shoulder while ur begging him all “want u to cum inside me, jude. please, baby, missed it so bad. just want u to fill me up” and ur fully babbling and he thinks it’s so hot that u want something so intimate so badly. but he’s a tease by nature so he’s just slowing his hips, pulling his cock almost all the way out or literally pulling completely out and tapping his tip on ur clit with a smirk all “idk, baby, dunno if u deserve it. might just cum on ur face, hm? make a pretty mess of u?” and ur giving him a pout and lifting ur hips bc u need him to push back inside of u, babbling abt how good you’ve been for him and that u deserve his cum and jude’s seconds away from finishing bc hearing u so whiney and desperate for him is so hot to him. and obviously he was gna cum inside of u bc it’s his favourite thing too but he loves being mean and hearing u beg so he’ll let u beg a little bit more before he’s shushing u with kisses and being all “sh, s’okay, i’ll give u what u want. fill u up nice and good yeah? u just be a good girl and take it f’me” and within seconds he’s filling u up and he doesn’t wna pull out after but when he does he’s fixated on watching his cum drip out of u

[peachesandmilktea]

*geri, reading that sunny actually worked for the mafia.*

YOU WAT.

Sunny i'm reading queen of nothing and bruh....fuck i love Cardan so much kasjdkajsdkajd my little stupid malewife <3

IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I PROMISE!

Basically my sister knew someone who earned a lot of money doing something they said was super easy (I should have seen it coming I KNOW) and this lady who handled everything ended up contacting my sister and I and we thought we'd give it a try. The job was super simple: we needed to find and book apartments all around the country with afew super weird conditions. Those were: we would have to pay the apartment with cash ONLY, the booking must be done without leaving any trace of it, no bills or anything (aka no Airbnb or sites like this) and we must NEVER give our name or anything that could be traced back to us.

Like a DUMBASS I thought it was just excessive demands from weird foreigners coming to this country for a vacation or something nsdjkdnk but NO OF COURSE IT WAS PIMPING AHHHHH

I cancelled the first booking I had made SO DAMN FAST and blocked the lady's number. So ofc I never got paid or anything but yeah when I asked her omg was it pimping??? she didn't even try to deny it or anything so I had just been the super oblivious one. But yeah my city is a MESS of things like this, my grandfather's bar once exploded bcs of a bomb the mafia put in it so yeah!!! Lots of fun stuff around here!!

AND YES I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I LOVE JUDE SO MUCH TOO

I want to be in a relationship with BOTH OF THEM. Queen of Nothing was so good but it felt so damn short dskdnnd I would read 4543 books about Jude and Cardan's married life really. One of my fav couples ever.

[madridfangirl]

Maybe Ananya purchases an initial necklace with ‘J’ or ‘JB’ and she does this when she’s moved to the States. It’s a little symbol of love, even though she’s miles apart from Jude , this helps her feel connected to him and a way to remember him always.

She forgets to tell him and maybe one day she posts a picture of herself or something & ofc Jude notices (he notices every little thing). He’s teasing her “Who’s initial is that on your necklace”?” Ananya making a joke & saying ‘Justin Bieber’, which annoys Jude. But he’s so happy mainly bc he believe this is a little symbol to show all the other guys that tries it with her that she’s his girl.

I can see him buying it for her. He’s territorial cum cute like that.