#jude bellingham i love you

[littlemsdelulu]

me when i find a new celebrity crush to overly obsess over

[leviscolwill]

something to give each other

pairing: situationship!jude x reader

summary: jude and you are nothing complicated, until one night when you need him more than anything [wc:~800]

contents: angst & fluff at the same time bc why not + maybe a tiny bit suggestive ? idek if this classify as suggestive tbh

note: ikkk it's very short and that's a shit summary just read pls 😓 if u liked it, lmk by reblogging !!

now playing something to give each other by troye sivan...

you don't know what brought you two together. maybe it was the magnetic energy that he had to him, or maybe it was the way your personalities completed each other perfectly. either way, you found yourself wishing your paths never crossed a bit too often.

you and jude weren't anything serious, it was ‘less complicated’ this way according to him. you hung out with your shared friends and when everyone else was heading home, you would share a uber to his house or yours. it was simple really, you both got what you wanted by the end of the night.

and tonight, you needed him to take your mind off this awful day. you couldn't wait for him to make you forget about those stupid exams and these stupid arguments with your friends.

you didn't take the time to greet him like you usually did before kissing jude's lips, maybe bolder than he expected. his fingers gripped your jaw and forced you to slow down and separate from him.

“what's with you tonight?”, you could only roll your eyes at his comment, small talk being the last thing on your mind tonight. thankfully, your fingers raking the skin under his shirt was enough to shut him up. “i just need you, please jude.”

his eyes closed, it was hard to resist your pleas but your voice had a tone that was different than usual and he didn't want you to do something you might regret later, “no, you need to tell me what's going on, we're not doing anything if you don't.”

“fuck off, you never ask me about anything and suddenly you're interested in what's going on?” you couldn't understand the sudden switch in his behavior, it had always been just sex, why complicate it now? “i just need you to kiss me, take off my clothes, and make me feel good, is this too much to ask for?” you could feel your eyes well up in tears the more you spoke, already frustrated by your day, and not wanting to argue with him.

“it's fine if you don't want to have sex, i'll just text someone else.”, of course you didn't mean a word that came out of your mouth, if anything you would leave and cry yourself to sleep in your bed. jude's thumbs wiped tears that you didn't notice were falling before cupping your face in his hands. his eyes looked into yours in a way you weren't used to, your eyes fell on the floor from the intensity of his gaze, but two of his fingers were already tilting your face up, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

the silence between the two of you was becoming embarrassing, “i'm sorry about… all of this, i'll just go. sorry.” you couldn't even turn your back to him before his hand found your wrist, “you're not going anywhere. stay the night, please.”

you couldn't hide the frown on your face, confused by his words, “but you said you wouldn't…” the boy in front of you dramatically pretended to get offended, “this information might surprise you, but my life doesn't revolve around sex.” the giggles that escaped your mouth brought back a smile on both your lips.

jude's hand brought you to his room, although you knew the way all too well already, the warmth of his hand in yours brought you a sense of comfort that you didn't know you longed for. he handed you a shirt that was probably twice your size but would be perfect to sleep in. you embarrassingly looked around you before asking him to turn around, he complied but laughed his back now facing you.

“i've seen you naked so many times already, you shouldn't care about this love” heat was creeping up your face thinking about what he was hinting at, “s’ just different that's all…” your voice was barely audible, and you couldn't even tell if jude heard your words. you got under his sheets and told him he could turn around, his bed now significantly warmer with him next to you.

even with his eyes shut, jude could tell you were tense laying next to him ramrod straight. you felt his arm around you pull you closer, your face now nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

you felt him shift a bit, and kiss the crown of your hair. the action made you heart skip a beat or two and relax more. you hoped you did a good job at pretending to be asleep because you didn't want to deal with the consequences of his ambiguous gestures in the morning. his fingers slowly stroking your hair were lulling you to sleep for real this time.

jude stopped once he heard your light snores and pressed on one more kiss on top of your head. he didn't let himself fall into the arms of morpheus though, already thinking about how he would fix whatever he started tonight.

[masn-mount]

I know we're all melting at Jude with the kids but what about him melting about you with the kids!!! being like I want you to have my babies and you're like??? where did that come from

this is just a little blurb, I hope you enjoy xx (this is rushed and not proofread because I need to sleep and if I don't post it right now I'll just delete it soooo also haven't written in months so yeah, bye)

okay yes, like he would be standing around with his mum and teammates trying to focus on the conversation they were having but he couldn't tear his eyes away from you running around after Lucas Vazques' kids, making them laugh uncontrollably when you caught them or the way you'd help Dani Carvajal's son hold up the trophy, making him smile so big for thinking he was lifting it by himself and as if he wasn't feeling overwhelmed already he swore his heart could have burst when you later went over to him to say bye with one of his teammates not even one year old clutching on to you. Small arms around your neck, her little head resting against your shoulder and you just looked so natural with it and it drives him a little mental and after he's kissed you and you leave he can't get that image out of his head even with the amount of drinks in his system by then. When he gets home hours later he's trying to make as little noise as possible, not wanting to wake you or anyone else in the house up and he's not expecting to walk into your shared bedroom and see you sitting up in bed, phone in hand no doubt scrolling on Tiktok. "You're going to feel beyond terrible tomorrow," is what you say when he falls on the bed, he lays still for a second before he starts moving around so he can lay closer to you, head resting on your stomach. Your fingers go to scratch the back of his head and after a few moments of complete silence you almost think he's fallen asleep until he lifts his head so he can look up at you, eyes so pretty and glossy and you smile at him before running your thumb over his pouted lip. "You okay?"

"I want you, want you to," he kept mumbling the words over and over, you found it a little amusing how he had gone from this overly confident man you had seen all over your X and Tiktok feed hours prior to this shy boy laying next to you.

"Want me to what?"

"Have babies with me." You were unsure on how to respond, it was probably the last thing you'd expect him to say so you just sat back, raised your eyebrows at him, a giggle escaping past your lips at how he was nodding his head while repeatedly mumbling "yes, I want that".

"You do, yeah?"

"So bad."

"Okay, how about we go sleep?"

"No, I've jus-, just keep thinking about you with the kids today and I, I want us to have that," he sounded so sure you could have almost forgotten that he was drunk out of his mind.

"I thought you didn't want kids?" You teased, fingers running over his cheeks, still trying to get used to his completely bare face. Your future together was often a topic of discussion but kids had never been apart of the conversation until this moment and you weren't going to pretend like seeing him be so good with all of his teammates kids hadn't sent your mind in a frenzy.

"I never said I didn't want them with you."

"Okay."

"Yeah? we should try...right now."

"Okay, calm down, silly." You tried to keep your voice down but couldn't hold in your laughter over how fast he was trying to get undressed before laying over you, lips moving over your chest and up your neck. "Hey, don't laugh...trying to love on you, baby," but when you didn't stop, instead hiding your face away from him and in your pillow, unable to take him seriously Jude got the hind and laid back down, content for the moment with just holding your hand.. "I love you...mucho."

"I love you mucho too, Jude," you smiled, leaning up and capturing his lips with yours for a moment before pulling back.

"I get to come home to you, so lucky..so lucky you're going to be the mum to my babies."

"Go to sleep, handsome."

"We'll try tomorrow."

[maisonbelligavi]

Naaaa I'm out😭😭😭

[bahrtofane]

i dont want to leave

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When Jude finds himself slipping from your life. He chooses to leave it completely, for your sake. 

Jude x reader 

Word count - 700+

Watch it - angst angst and angst 

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Judes first appearance to your modest little apartment in months turns into him begging and pleading for you to find someone better. 

Someone who doesn't make you wait all day for a reply, someone who isnt in 3 time zones in one day, someone who has time.

Jude has many things, many luxuries and commodities that fill his home and surround his daily life. Fame and fortune that follow him, recognition. Riches.  

Time is not one of them. between games just about every other day, events and press appearances, media days and content recording. He is exhausting every second of his day.

He knows he's not making enough time for you. And now he's begging for you to move on  

Sitting cross legged on your couch, in red and black plaid pj pants and a hoodie he grabbed from his hamper. He made his way to you as soon as he could. Even if it meant after doing a virtual interview from his room, he grabbed his wallet and keys, sprinting out the door.

“Please…” he tries again. His eyes droop and he can not pick them up to face you. Can not meet your gaze. His eye bags look horrid and his skin is taking on a sickly sheen you saw last when he came down with the flu. 

You shake your head, “Jude. listen to what you're saying. You want me to leave because you're busy?”

“I'm saying I'm not good to or for you. I'm never around. I barely reply. I forget things. I never know what you're up to or what's going on. Im shit. And you don't deserve that.” he tries again, keeping his head down and picking at his nails. 

“But I love you. Busy or not.” you sigh.

“And I love you. So much that you have to let me go.” 

“I don't want to leave you,” you cross your arms.

He rubs his eyes. Its been back and forth like this for what feels like an hour now. This will get nowhere if he simply lets this continue. 

He slides a leg from under him, swinging it against your couch, “then I will.”

Your face morphs into one of pain, but he knows you can't keep living like this. He can't keep making false promises and hurting you. No matter how many times you say it's okay. He was late to your birthday for fucks sake. He doesn't know your friends names, do you even still watch that show? He's losing who you are and it's no one's fault but his own. 

He scoots to you, gently taking your hands in his, “I know you'll find someone who treats you the way you need. And I'm sorry I couldn't.”

Tears begin to swell in your eyes, lip trembling as you shake your head, “you can't,” you cry out weakly. But it's too late. 

“I'm sorry,” he whispers, getting up from his seat and gently closing the door behind him, with a little too much force than intended.

The little framed picture of the two of you that hangs on the wall next to the door shakes and wobbles. It only makes you cry harder. 

You remember that day. He took you to the fair, buying you all the stupid food you could ever want. (the deep fried ice cream gave you a run for your money in the bathroom). He won every prize at those silly games. Even if it took him 50 tries and a whole lotta cash to do so. 

There was a little man walking around with a polaroid camera. A sign reading “$2 for a picture” painted in bright green lettering hanging from an old withered string around his neck.

You took 4. 

Your favorite, the one on the wall, stares back at you mockingly. Hands held together while your heads are thrown back, soft yellow and pink light from the ferris wheel behind you painting your faces. You'll need to take that down you suppose.

You want to scream, but instead only tears fall. Can he see he's the one that's meant for you? Busy or not, forgetful, tired, moody, cranky. You love him through it all. Can he see that?

You try to call him, blinking away the tears as you fish your phone from your pocket.  Pressing on the screen harshly and putting it on speaker, but they all go to voicemail. You suppose that's that.

His first visit in months. And he's never coming back. 

[glossyblue]

Birthday or new beginning

glossyblue: a new part for birthday boy🫶🏻🩶 hope you enjoy, feedback is very appreciated.💌

summary: You and Jude almost broke up and because of the situation you were in, you didn't say anything to anyone at the moment and you had to go to his birthday party and pretend that nothing happened.

pairing: jude bellingham × reader

now playing: Heat Waves by Glass Animals

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As you walk into Jude's elaborate birthday party, you can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia mixed with a twinge of sadness. You and Jude had been inseparable just a few months ago, a couple that everyone envied. Now, as you stand there clutching a hastily wrapped gift, you can't help but feel out of place. You scan the room, noticing the familiar faces of Jude's friends and teammates. You see his smile light up as he greets them, a smile that once was reserved just for you. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself before you approach him.

'Happy birthday, Jude,' you manage to say, handing him the gift. He looks surprised to see you, but quickly masks it with a smile. 'Thanks, you didn't have to bring anything,' he says, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes the gift. You swallow hard, remembering the way those fingers used to intertwine with yours. 'I wanted to,' you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. He nods, and you stand there awkwardly for a moment before he excuses himself to greet more guests.

You spend the rest of the evening pretending to have a good time, laughing at jokes you don't find funny and making small talk with people you barely know.

Clara said with a mocking and meaningful expression: 'Are you okay? Do you have a problem with Jude?' You were shocked and didn't know what to answer, you said very quietly 'No... we don't have a problem... everything is fine', you could hardly stop your voice from shaking. Clara laughed as if she knew exactly what happened between you 'But he said something else about you last night when he was drunk,' she said with a grin. At that moment, you felt that your heart stopped beating and you were trying to breathe, all the questions were in your mind: Where was Jude last night? Was he drunk in front of Clara? What did Jude say about you? Did he get into a relationship while you just broke up? And ...You were confused, Suddenly a hand wrapped around your neck, jobe! He smiled at you and turned to face the rest of the girls 'Hey girls, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about my brother and his girlfriend, who can pass up such a beautiful woman?' He winked at you. With his help, you could get out of that suffocating situation.

All the while, you can't help but steal glances at Jude, who seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly with his friends. As the night wears on and the party begins to wind down, you find yourself standing outside alone, looking up at the night sky.

You hear footsteps behind you and turn to see Jude standing there. 'I didn't think you'd come,' he says, his voice barely audible over the sound of the music still playing inside. 'I didn't think I would either,' you reply, suddenly feeling vulnerable. He looks at you, his eyes searching yours, and for a moment you think he might lean in to kiss you. But then he takes a step back, breaking the spell. 'I'm glad you did,' he says, his voice soft. 'I've missed you.' You stand there, not knowing what to say.

You took a deep breath! You didn't know whether to ask him a question or not! But you should have asked him tonight 'Jude, I want to...ask you something...' Jude looked into your eyes and said with a small smile: 'Sure.' You are very calm and while trying to hold back your anger: 'Clara' you tried to make yourself to look at the view in front of you so that you could talk more easily. Very quickly, without thinking, you said: 'Clara said something that last night when you were drunk, you talk about me, I want to ask what you said?What were you doing in front of Clara last night? were you drunk? Are you in a relationship with her? your girlfriend? Did you forget me so quickly? 'You cleared your throat and continued: 'Ok, I agree, everything in our relationship was not as it should be, but because of our beautiful moments, couldn't you remember me more? Am I worthless to you? Do you like her?' You were trying to get fresh air into your throat because of the pain and fast talking. Jude laughed very quietly! While holding your shoulders and lifting your chin and forcing you to look at him, he said, 'Breathe first, babe.' And then he was slowly trying to caress your shoulders While trying to speak in the calmest and most impressive way, he said: 'Well, look at me and listen, I love you more than anything, yes, it's true, our relationship didn't go well, but that doesn't mean that I don't love you. I like you, we may not be able to do anything for each other, but you are so lovely , you are an important and beautiful part of my past, do you understand?' Jude said while putting his hand on your tear-soaked cheek: 'You know, I told you until the last moment that I love you, you know that I love you wherever you are, even if you leave me, your love is my only support, wherever you are. I want your love.' With Jude's words, your tears became more and more. He was talking, trying to wipe away your tears. While smiling at you and his eyes were wet, he said: 'I just thought... considering our relationship and my situation... you need a better person than me and a better life... something that I can't give you..I just wanted you to be okay, but about your questions, baby, I was with Clara, but not the way you think you can ask Job, we had a party last night and I was drunk but I just called your name or I asked God to be by your side. With the sound of Jobe, you turned back . While he was laughing and looking at you from the side, he said: 'He is telling the truth, he was shouting your name all last night... he even grabbed my collar and wanted me to bring him to you, he wanted to sleep with you' and he winked and left. Jude yelled as he walked up to Jobe: 'Hey Jobe Bellingham, wait... boy...' And you were laughing at the same time while your cheeks were wet. Jude regretted following Job and turned to you:' he is crazy' You laughed and said, 'At least he has more courage than his older brother to tell the truth.' Jude raised his eyebrows and said: 'What? Who said whatever was in his heart now? Was it me or him? ' You hit his arm and said: 'If I hadn't cried, you wouldn't have started saying anything.' And you went to the rest of the party , Jude laughed and came behind you.

[explicitmadrid]

jude hugging everyone pls im so upset

[9kylian]

[tudesuite]

JUDE THATS ENOUGH!!!!!

Also is that Fikayo he’s talking to god they’re all so pretty

[lychiism]

Jude’s bambi eyes make me a little crazy if I’m being honest like

[tchouamenii]

star boys✨

[holliwoobz]

first time i see jude bellingham with a black girl in a miami club and its NOT MEEEEE FUCK

[avenirdelight]

the blossoming friendship between these two🌸

[masn-mount]

can you give us some cute bf Jude? just fluff! I miss your writing so much

here's something little, based on the RM game yesterday because I'm currently stuck on the longer fic I'm writing. I wrote this in like 20 minutes, it's not proofread (sorry for any mistakes) but just something little that I hope you still enjoy! xx

The energy around you felt unlike anything you had felt before. You had watched Jude play plenty of times before, both for club and country. From when he played in Birmingham to Dortmund and now Madrid. The pride you felt as you watched him play was nothing you could describe and the love so strong it sometimes felt too much but you had always been ready to give all of it to him - just like you knew he gave all his to you.

You weren't meant to be sitting in the large stadium but you kept thinking about the game and how badly you didn't want to miss it. You had told Jude you couldn't be there, that you just had too much on your plate with work and studies and you had been close to spoiling the whole surprise when you saw how upset he got when he heard the news. Telling him to stop pouting because ou weren't there to kiss it away but unlike that day, you were just a few minutes away from getting to do just that.

You were sitting next to his mum, hands running up and down your thighs when a ball was played into the oppositions box, a ball you knew was probably the final play of the game. You could see Jude roaming around in the box and you got up on your feet, it was as if you knew he was going to be the one to score and when he did you couldn't help but jump up and down, celebrating and cheering along with all of the fans. You felt overwhelmed seeing him run around celebrating. You should feel used to it by now but every time felt just as special as his first goal for Real Madrid and what was even more special was seeing the fans do his celebration back at him.

You knew the exact moment he had spotted you. He was waving up at his mum and dad, like he always did after scoring and when he started shaking his head, his already big smile gowing even bigger. You smiled down at him, blowing a kiss his way, one that he blew right back just a second later.

You almost felt silly at how nervous you felt waiting for him in the family and friends room. The wait was longer than normal because you knew he was busy giving interviews. You were stood talking to a family member of one of Jude's teammates when the door opened and a few of the players walked in. It didn't take long for you to hear his voice followed by his laugh. You excused yourself from your conversation before walking up to where he was stood, you waited back, letting him hug his parents. You heard him ask them about you before he turned around after his dad pointed to where you were stood. It was crazy how even after so many years of knowing him, of going from just friends to boyfriend and girlfriend, the way he looked at you still made you blush. "Hi, handsome boy." You wanted to throw yourself at him but you held back.

"Hi. Y'looking like an angel, I almost thought I was dreaming." You scrunch your nose up, laughing at his teammate making fake gagging noises before walking away.

"I leave you for a few weeks and you turn into a cheese ball."

"I know you love it," you just nod, smiling up at him. "Are you going to give me a kiss or what? I think I deserve it."

You tilt your head to the side, smile never faltering, "you think?"

"Mhmm, I do." He smiles before holding up the award still in his hand. You close the small distance between you both, arms going around his torso, pulling him flush to your body. You press a gentle kiss to his neck before you speak, just for him to hear. "I'm so, so proud of you, Jude. You did so good, like you always do." His chest warms at your words, he knows you're proud of him, you tell him daily but he would never get tired of hearing you say it.

"Thank you, baby." He closes the small distance, pressing his mouth to yours and kissing you deep from the start. Having missed you as much as he had, he didn't care about who was in the room. To him you were in your own little bubble. Jude's thumb was pressed to your jaw, tilting your head just right and he doesn't pull away until you do but he can't help but lean forward and press a few more short kisses to your lips because you look too beautiful smiling up at him. "By the way, I'm not happy that you didn't tell me you were coming."

"You look quite happy to me."

"I would have put on a bigger show for you if I knew you were here, sitting all pretty in my jersey." He smiled, fingertips sneaking up the hem of your shirt.

"Scoring the winning goal in the 94th minute isn't show enough for you?"

"I would have made sure to score from half the pitch, a tap in isn't quite as impressive." He says, the corners of his lips twitching up.

You laugh before reaching for the award in his hand, "well, you can consider me more than impressed."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"You'll show me just how much later?" You shake your head before slapping him across the chest because you're sure his parents heard that.

[hendolish]

oh my

[suckmyarschkarte]

JUDE -> HENDO