This Is So Soft I Enjoyed Reading It So Much

This is so soft I enjoyed reading it so much❤️

- music to his ears

jude bellingham x fem!reader

After what felt like years of being apart from each other, Jude in Madrid whilst you were stuck in England, you both had finally reunited. It felt euphoric finally seeing his pretty face again, your heart beating faster and faster as you see his gorgeous face for what feels like the first time.

You both spent the day in Madrid together. Shopping, walking around parks and taking millions of photos of the gorgeous spanish scenery.

Then, late night came.

The night was quiet, the city outside your window slowly winding down into silence.

Inside the bedroom, Jude lay in bed next to you, his body close but not touching you. He was lost in his thoughts, his mind running through the day's events and the months of anxiety and worry he'd endured.

He looked at you, his coffee brown eyes boring into yours. The only light accentuating his face being the streetlight outside that managed to slip past the gap of the curtain. The light did not only accentuate his beautiful features, it also shone against his toned, muscular figure. His beautiful tan skin on show for you. You run your hand down his defined body, the smoothness of his skin making your head spin. He looked at you with a small smile, an endearing look on his face which you reciprocated.

“I love you.” you say tenderly.

“I love you more, sweetheart.” he says, before sighing contently, almost like a stifled moan as your hands meet his lower stomach.

“Hands feel nice on my tummy…” he sighs.

“Yeah?” you giggle.

“Yeah…”

His gaze intensifies on you, making your stomach flip. “Wanna feel you.” Jude whimpers as he props you up against the headboard, spreading your legs to sit in between them. “Please let me feel you, love!” he looks up to you, hand toying with your shirt-covered chest. You breathlessly chuckle, running your hands through his tight curls, “Wanna feel me, hm?” you coyly inquire. “Yeah…” he whimpers once more, making you bite your lip at the sweet sound. He looks up at you with sweet doe eyes, making your heart melt,“Haven’t made love to you in sooooo long. I miss you…”

“Alright then, you can feel me, Jude.”

Propped on all fours, he made sure his body was pressed against yours to ensure you were comfortable. He held you up mostly, meaning if you wanted to rest he would still make you feel good. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear, nibbling in your neck softly as he moaned. Oh, the angelic sound of when his body found love and pleasure, it made you feel like you’d had a sample of heaven.

His moans filled the air, soft and shaky, like a desperate plea for release. The sound of his voice, the way he moved against you, it all sent waves of pleasure and need rushing through your body. He held you close, his body pressed against yours, his movements strong and sure, as if he was trying to fill the void that had been created during the months of separation. “I love you!” you moan softly, the back of your head falling onto his shoulder.

He felt your words against his skin, the soft sound of your voice making his heart skip a beat. He held you even closer, his arms wrapping tightly around you, as if he was afraid of letting you go. "I love you too, so much, love...so damn much." He whispered the words against your ear, his voice thick with emotion and aching need.

He thrusted softly, as if if he went deeper, harder, faster, he would hurt you.

His head was buried into the crook of your neck as you both moaned softly, and he had to lift your head softly from the pillow, his hand sliding against the soft skin of your face in order to hear your rhythmic, soft moans.

Music to his ears.

Richarlison Headcannons💛

When you first met Richarlison, he was shy, but once you got to know him, he was a bundle of joy.

Whenever you called him "darling" "love" or any nickname, he would always get so flustered with you.

Also you absolutely fell in love with his voice, the way he spoke Portuguese to you.

Then the same with you, when he would call you "amor" "baby" "princesa" you would always get so nervous.

Then the same for Richarlison he fell in love with your voice when you spoke Spanish to him.

You would always speak Spanish to him and he would speak Portuguese to you since they were so similar. Also you knew he wasn't the best at English.

His weakness would probably be your kisses. His knees would always go so weak.

Richarlison would always wake up early so he just admire you until you woke up

One thing he noticed about you is that you always get nervous under his gaze

"Amor look at me" Richarlison said while chuckling

When he said that you still didn't look at him, so he grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

Once you looked at his light brown eyes, you face turned red

The way he looked at you just made you nervous, especially when he's taller than you and he had to look down at you.

He loved when you went to his practices and game cause he would always try his hardest for you.

Every time he scored he would make a heart with his hands and point at you.

Richarlison was very observant and he noticed any little thing, if you were quiet he would notice and if you didn't want to eat he would notice.

"Hey are you okay princesa?, you've hadn't even talked the whole gathering, you looked tense. Do you wanna go home right now Princesa?"

When Richarlison had to leave early in the morning for practice, you didn't want him to leave and he did didn't want to leave you either.

"Please stay with me, I don't want you to go to practice, it's to early love."

"Amor I gotta go or else Neymar will kill me again" Richarlison said laughing

"How about when I get home, I'll spoil you with all my love, does that sound good?"

"Of course Mi Amor"

Richarlison really loved that you were so supportive of him and always respected his choices and himself

When he would be stressing and get overwhelmed with people and start tearing up, you would always sit in his lap, facing him and wipe every single tear that fell on his cheek.

When you guys first went into the relationship, he was always so kind to you because he knew about past relationship and you did the same for him.

Whenever you guys were alone, you guys would dance with eachother and hold eachother and be in eachothers presence.

Richarlison is a interesting person, he would do the most funniest and dumbest things. Like for example he would do his pigeon dance.

After the a hard game for Richarlison, you would always cook his favorite foods. Then lay in bed with eachother and you giving him massages.

When you have a cold, you didn't want Richarlison to take care of you, you knew Richarlison already had alot on his plate but no, he's stubborn and still helps you.

"Amor don't come near me, I don't want you getting sick"

"Princesa, it's okay, just let me help you please"

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Hello everyone, I hope you guys enjoy this one, somone requested it so I'll shall deliver. But if you guys have any request I'll gladly ACCEPT💛. Also yall need to give me new characters to write about cause I dunno if yall like some Jude Bellingham or some more ochoa or chicharito or ney?

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Hi could you write about erling not liking when his girlfriend wears a bra around the house/when they are alone? Him being in love with her and her body, but her being insecure, especially having natural big breasts? Erling having a thing for her boobs, but like not only sexual, he likes touching them, using them as his personal pillow, massaging them (his gf telling him he acts like they are his stress balls). Basically him being her biggest supporter :))

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“Erling?!” It was the third time you called for your boyfriend in the last five minutes. Was he deaf? “Breakfast’s ready! It’s getting cold!” 

Still no response. 

“I swear to God…” You let out a sigh, going upstairs. The house was completely silent due to the sole presence of the two. When you made it to the bedroom, a laugh almost escaped your mouth. 

Erling was still wrapped on the covers, just as you left him thirty minutes ago. Seems like the constant attempts to wake him up were useless. His face was buried on your pillow, making your heart melt. You tiptoed around the bed until you were next to him, taking advantage of his sleepness to brush your fingers through his hair. A tiny smile drew on his face, letting you know he wasn’t as asleep as you thought. 

“So you decided to sleep in while your servant made breakfast?” You joked, dropping yourself on him. 

“Of course not, baby” He replied with his eyes still closed. “It’s just that I’m too tired.” He grabbed you by the hips, and with one movement, you were under him. “What about if we sleep a bit more?” His hands, as usual, slip past your shirt, looking for your boobs. 

Typical. 

They stopped above your bra, and you heard almost immediately his huff. 

“Why are you wearing this again?” He always complained when you wore a bra around the house. Always. 

“I told you! It’s more comfortable this way, they’re way too big for me to just let them hang free!” You couldn’t help but laugh, feeling his hands roll your bra up so he could grab them bare. “What I don’t get is why you are always touching my boobs… You know? They’re not stress balls.” 

“You sure? They always make me feel better and relaxed after touching them for a while.” His hands were still massaging you. At this point, this type of physical contact wasn’t even sexual. It was more of a weird hug. "And, this is the best pair of boobs in the world. Makes sense, because they're attached to the best body as well."

"Look who's talking" You smiled, feeling your heart do a pirouette, like everytime he said things like that.

“I’m average-looking next to you” His eyes met yours for a brief moment before kissing you the only way he knew. God, you loved this man. “You’re beautiful in any way possible. Sometimes I wonder how I got you” 

“Easy. I saw those lips and it was case closed” You said before returning the kiss. 

“Sounds like we’re both drawn by looks. How shallow.” He joked back, giving a final squeeze to your chest before letting them go. “What about breakfast?” 

“Oh, now you want breakfast?” You laughed, biting your lip when he seemed confused. 

“Of course, that food is as delicious as you are, I’m sure” He went inside the bathroom, leaving your blushing self behind. 

“Idiot…” You whispered, feeling more in love than ever. 

Maybe you should stop wearing bras, they were uncomfortable anyways.

-> family matters | jude bellingham

requested | jude b. x gf!reader

genre: fluff, social media au

summary: you join jude’s family to watch his little brother play and seem to catch media attention about who you could possibly be

the match came down to penalties and jobe had all of you on the edge of your seats. when it was his time to get on the line, jude clasped his hand in yours, bringing it up to his mouth as he whispered prayers and affirmations even though he knew his brother possessed the power to win. you raised you hand and crossed your fingers while you watched jobe begin approach the ball. just as he kicked, you squeezed your eyes shut until the roar of the crowd hit your ears and you opened them to cheer.

was the screaming dramatic? absolutely.

were you so proud of jobe that you and jude both began to jump out of pure excitement like little kids? yes

and did you use your fingers to whistle loudly also, yes.

you leaned on the balcony and yelled your praises down to jobe who sent a heart up to you all, which you met with a bow of your head and hands. jude joined in an his parents belly laughed at your dramatic celebrations.

commentators:

“as we can see, a very happy bellingham family after jobe’s goal.”

“jobe! making a name for hisself, here, in sunderland.”

“there’s nothing quite like brotherly love, i mean just look at the joy in all of their faces as he scored.”

it wasn’t until later that you saw the clip of the cameras catching your celebrations. it showed all of you jumping in slow motion as the ball hit the net, then it cut away from the replay and showed live footage of the four of you giving one another high fives. you and denise were giddy with adrenaline and she gave you a two handed high five above your head before sitting back down.

as the match ended, the four of you took to finding jobe. jude’s hand never left yours as you walked through the crowd of other people in suites who were also going to the pitch. he waved to people who called out to him but his focus was finding his little brother who won man of the match. jude was beaming and so excited to see jobe.

when jobe appeared, jude rushed to meeting him and immediately crushed him in a hug and kissed his temple. you pulled out your phone to record the adorable moment with an adoring smile on your face. family was so important to you and as you dated jude, you had the pleasure of becoming apart of their family. denise and mark loved you like a daughter and jobe was the little brother that you always wanted. jude always said that jobe could do no wrong in your eyes and no matter how much you denied that, it was the truth. there were many moments that jobe would answer your call instead of jude’s or he would call you instead of jude. it made jude a little jealous but it made him happier than anything to see you being accepted in his family.

you kept recording as their parents joined in the hug and held on another tightly. other photographers came to capture the sweet moment. there wasn’t a significance to the game other than all four of you finally being able to support jobe, all together for the first time. you teasingly told jobe if he didn’t score a goal that it was going to break your heart.

“i told you i was gonna score one!” jobe broke away from the hug, reaching out to do your handshake that you created. his smile was wide and your were giggling as you snapped your fingers at the end. jobe went to pull you in for a hug but you protested at him being sweated.

“let me get a picture of you and jude, c’mon.” you shooed him closer to his brother. you were constantly taking photos of the boys. not for your own benefit but to share with denise and she stood to the side, beaming at you and your excitement of being able to capture them together. the two embraced one another and then motioned for you to join them.

“babe, c’mon.” jude stepped to the side to create a gap for you to fill. you handed your phone to denise who was already reaching for it. you stood between and jobe told you to cross your arms over your chest and you all did, sending a very serious expression to the camera. there was never a serious moment between the three of you.

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bellinghamupdates: need yall to do what yall do best and find out WHO this is omg???

fanxfan: she’s gorgeous i can’t

fanuser: her and the boys after the match, im crying

fanxfan replied: even denise!!! our queen who rarely smiles was CHEESING

jobebfan: but wait is she dating jobe or???

fanuser: ^^^ that part

randomfan: she’s a professional tennis player, y/n y/l/

randomfan: she’s an “up and coming” tennis player. she doesn’t get enough credit

judebfan: definitely think it’s jobe look at how she’s looking at him in this photo

judebfan: i get her fr

fanuser: this is the sweetest photo i’ve ever seen

bellinghamupdates replied: 100%

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y/n.official: don’t mind me, just droppin my annual photo dump 💐🎞️👫🏽

judebellingham: 🤍

jobebellingham: not a single photo of me…

y/n.official replied: you’re too special you need a post of your own

tennisfan: can’t wait to see you against naomi this month

tennisfan2: this was a crossover i was not expecting

tennisfriend: did you buy a house?!

y/n.official replied: 🤭 yes!! 

bellinghamupdates: i love her already

bellinghamupdates: stunning!!!

bestfriend: 🥺 my heart

y/n.official replied: we miss you 😭

maletennisplayer: hey jude

y/n.official replied: you been waiting to use that

maletennisplayer replied: for waaaaay too long

how was the first half?