#jobe bellingham imagine

[loviingpedri]

Hi! Can you write a Jobe fic where he and the reader are play fighting and she says another guys name as a joke (she’s pranking him) and he gets upset😭 (established relationship)

loving this idea.

always gonna be you - jobe bellingham

prompt: request ^

warnings: grammar issues, play fighting

credits to owners for all images.

young love. nothing can beat it.

there’s so many ways to express it. even in the most aggressive way.

“jobe! can you get the icing out of the refrigerator? the cake should be cooled.”

“it smells delicious. can’t believe you made all of this yourself.”

“i’m just that good, right?” as jobe placed the bowl of icing down, you grabbed a spatula.

turning around and mixing the icing, jobe got a brilliant idea. spreading the first layer of it down, jobe put icing on his finger and waited for the perfect moment.

“y/n, look at this!” faking a situation, you looked at him unaware. soon, you had frosting on your nose.

“oh you little devil.” grabbing some from the bowl, you also put some on his nose. jobe grabbed you from behind and squeezed you as you attempt to fight your way out of his grasp.

then the idea hit.

“michael! put me down!” then he stopped shaking you. he slowly let you go.

“what?” poor jobe, he seemed so hurt and confused.

“what?” playing dumb was your favorite thing to do. you felt terrible, but his reaction was priceless.

“who’s michael?”

“i don’t know a michael.” it was difficult to suppress your smile. you tried walking away, but jobe grabbed your arm.

“y/n, who is michael. you just said his name!” he was getting angrier by the moment.

“i said your name, jobe! calm down. i don’t have any idea of what you’re talking about.”

“stop acting dumb. you clearly said his name.” jobe was now pouting. he was about to walk away from you, but you started laughing. “what’s so funny?”

“jobe! it’s a prank. calm down. i really don’t know a michael. i just said whatever name to get your attention. please stop being mad.” giving him a nice bright smile, you could already see he forgave you.

“that wasn’t very funny. almost stormed off for a second.”

giving him a hug, “you’ll always come back. it’s always gonna be you in my life.”

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[bl00dst41ned]

Hiii. Can you please write angst where Jobe and the reader have a really bad argument so they stop talking to each other for like a week. And they’re both nervous that the other is going to break up with them? Can it end in fluff like where they make up? Thank you.

*.·:·.✦ never ending ✦.·:·.*

pairing: jobe bellingham x female reader

summary: in which a bad argument torments two young love birds

author's note: requested by anon. was way longer than i thought. might get back to posting randomly don’t know yet but I got ideas

word count: 1228

“If you actually cared about me, you would understand how I feel” You spat at Jobe’s face as he rolled his eyes at your words.

“But I can’t control what somebody is about to say before he says it”

You two had been arguing for the last fifteen minutes for what seems to be a stupid reason. For all you remembered, it started with a phone nowhere to be found. Then, somehow you were angry about how he handles his friends.

“He bluntly disrespected me and you just sat there not saying nothing”

“What did you want me to do” He snapped, raising his voice. He never raised his voice, let alone at you.

“Tell him that he was wrong”

“Maybe he wasn’t”

Your mouth slightly open, as his sentence left you speechless. His friend Tony had called you a bitch and there Jobe was, your boyfriend, agreeing with him. This could not be real. It felt like some type of game. Like he had sent her the ultimate punch, knocking her out completely.

You didn’t pronounce a word and just left the house. Luckily, nobody was here to hear you argue and ask any questions. You just grabbed your phone and coat going back to yours.

Your heart tightened with each sobs, your chest aching. It was not the first argument but this one tore your heart apart.

…………..

You checked your phone for the millionth time in an hour. It had been a week since that argument. A week since you have seen Jobe or talked to him. Not a message, not a call, no nothing. There were times when you wanted to. But you were always reminded that you didn’t do anything wrong.

“If you don’t put that phone down” Your best friend snatched it out of your phone putting it on the table, faced down. “I told you already about that”

“But I miss him”

“But he needs to understand” She said with a ‘duh’ face, as you looked away not wanting to face her and the truth. “If you let this one slide, he won’t see the issue”

You could feel your eyes water at the thought of him. Your mind roamed all day wondering how he felt. Your relationship was on a dark path, eating you alive. Eventually, the tears that threatened to fall, ran down your cheeks.

“I just want to speak to him, know how he feels” Each word brought more tears to your eyes. “Maybe he doesn’t even feel anything.”

“Give yourselves time away, you’ll be alright”

“But what if we don’t. Maybe this was meant to happen. Maybe we’ve come to the end of us-”

“Don’t. Even. Dare. Saying that.” Your best friend cut you off “That little argument will not break your relationship. Not on my watch”

“Now wipe your tears and let’s get back to this homework, okay?”

You nodded your head, doing as told, taking a deep breath before going back to your work. Your best friend grabbed her phone, tapping her keyboard quickly before concentrating.

Jobe

apologize to my best friend or 

you’ll pay for each tear on her face

On the other hand…

Jobe sat in his friend’s room sitting on the bed.

“JOBE!” The loud voice of his friend made him jump, exiting out of his thoughts. “Are you playing with us?”

He decided to spend the day with some friends, playing video games and getting his mind off. But the message he just received from your best friend had brought him back to your argument. Jobe regretted everything he had said to you. The image of your glossy eyes staring at him after his harsh words had been glued in his mind for the entire week.

“Stop thinking about (Y/N) for once, please,”Tony sighed loudly, his annoyance clearly audible.

A silence followed as they all looked at each other awkwardly.

“Tony, leave him alone for once” Another friend stepped in, trying to change the subject. “He’s not in the mood”

“But he just ruins the vibe every time, looking all depressed”

“Well, sorry I’m scared (Y/N) might break up with me”

Tony rolled his eyes at the mention of your name.

“Bro, what’s your problem with my girl?”

Jobe had grown tired of the slight shades Tony would throw around about you. He did not see the real problem but the time he was apart from you, he spent it with his group, noticing Tony’s behaviour every time you were mentioned.

“Stop acting like she’s not the problem”

“But she’s not” 

“Anyway, just play the game” Tony tried to give him the controller before letting go, realizing he would not take it.

“No, bro, let’s settle the issue now. What has she done to you? Cause if we are in this situation it’s mostly your fault”

“What is she crying about now?”

“You hate her for no reason and disrespect her in front of her face and think she’ll be alright”

“Nah, bro, she’s getting in your head too much” Tony shook his head looking away. “This bitch-”

Tony didn’t even have time to finish his sentence that Jobe had got up, aggressively heading to Tony. With all he had said about you, he was definitely not his friend anymore.

Their friends instantly got up to keep them away from one another. Tony, outraged by Jobe’s behaviour which he found over the top, decided to leave them, insulting Jobe on his way out.

“I should go too”

“You sure ?”

“Yeah, I’ll just go home”

He grabbed his phone and got out of the house, heading to your house.

(Y/N) 🤍

I’m coming in thirty mins

seen

……………

Jobe knocked on your room door, entering once you allowed it.  He smiled at your sight with his hoodie on you, enveloping your body. He assumed you wouldn’t want him to touch you so he went to sit on your bed. You couldn’t wait any longer and just went to get into his arms.

“I missed you”

“I missed you too, I’m sorry for what I’ve said to you” He spoke while giving you multiple forehead kisses.

“It’s oka- no it’s not” He cut you off as you tried to brush it off as if it did not matter. But he could not let what he had done just be forgotten.

“I disrespected you for no reason and dismissed your feelings. I didn’t try to actually see the situation from your point of vi- matter of fact it was just overly wrong and anybody could say it. For some reason, I approached the situation very dumbly and not as your boyfriend should. I’m deeply sorry, babe”

You could only listen, still glued to his body. He had realised that he was wrong

“I’m sorry too for screaming at you”

“Jobe” You spoke lowly while you let him go“Let’s not let that happen again. I don’t want to feel like we’re on the verge of breaking up after every argument"

“I know, I’ll be better, I promise”

“It’s not real until we lock pinkies” You held your pinky up to him.

He smiled at you, locking his pinky with yours before kissing them so you knew it was genuine.

“This does not change how I feel for you” You reassured, already knowing it had been on his mind. “Remember that”

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[lomltrentarnold]

sweetness — jobe bellingham ₊˚ෆ

warnings : insta au/smau, crack/humor, my awful attempt at being funny, a lot of 💀 jokes, everyone has a crush on her <3 faceclaim is marsai martin!

🍓hana’s notes : for my beloved @iissza <3 thank you for the ideas sweet cheeks love you lots <3 pls tell me what yall think since a lot of you are excited for this 😭 || MAIN MASTERLIST

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[ Y/N L/N EXCLUSIVE! ]

“So Y/N, since the fashion show is over, what are some of your favourite outfits?”

“Oh! Good Question! My obvious favourites were Zendaya and Beyonce’s!”

“But also I love my boyfriend’s look, he looks very handsome.”

“Who’s your boyfriend?!”

“Someone.”

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footballcelebritynews Football youngster Jobe Bellingham was seen leaving with upcoming model Y/N L/N after the Louis Vuitton Men’s Spring-Summer 2024 Show. Let us what you think about this couple!

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user8 heart been broke so many times 😔

user7 cats out of the bag 🤭 that’s actually me guys

⤷ user6 ur mom would’ve been more believable

user9 thats my hand he should be holding

user12 Once in an interview she said that she’s currently with someone who plays on the pitch!!

⤷ user4 omg!!! they are always liking each other’s posts 🤭

⤷ user3 and she once post that she was at a match he was playing in!

⤷ user2 how do yall know all this shit 💀

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yourinstagram just posted!

yourinstagram lv babyyyy 🧸📸

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jobebellingham 😍

isabelamerced So beautiful!!

hallebailey 😍😍😍!!!

user1 QUEEN IS SLAYING

user2 mother is mothering!!!!!!

user9 whats jobe doing here 🤨?

user3 marry me pls 🥹

user4 shes so gorgeous i might cry

user5 is this the girl that was seen with jobe???

user6 how did jobe bag this beauty??

⤷ user8 i honestly have no idea 🤣

user7 jobe must a rizz master

user8 the comments are killing me lmfaoo 💀💀

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jobebellingham Happy 1 year my love ❤️

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judebellingham ❤️❤️

yourinstagram my love 🫶 but why that last picture babe???

⤷ jobebellingham Cause you look too cute 😘

user2 AWW OMGG

user1 GUYS??? WHAT IS THIS???

user3 my heart 🥹🥹

user4 she’s so lucky!!!

⤷ user5 no jobe is lucky!!! she’s so pretty!!

user8 no jobe dont do this 💔

user6 what if this was my last straw

user7 i’m not even mad bro she mad pretty

user9 HERE WE GO!!!!

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yourinstagram 1 year with the loml 💌 (pls let me take a proper pic of you later 🥹)

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jobebellingham Love you ❤️

judebellingham love you guys 🫶 (especially y/n)

⤷ jobebellingham I’m blocking you

⤷ yourinstagram hey!!! don’t be mean to him 😡😡 (we can do it tomorrow)

⤷ jobebellingham I’m blocking both of you

⤷ yourinstagram aw baby come here lemme give u a kiss 😘

judebellingham just so you guys know he immediately lit up and ran to meet her

user1 aww thats so cute let me check if my toaster is waterproff

user2 You guys are adorable 🥰 (laying on the highway)

user3 y/n?? What is this? I thought we had something 😔

user5 you don’t have to lie y/n we all know you’re with me 😘

user7 you guys are goals!! get it? cause he plays football 😀😀😀

⤷ user8 you should erase your whole existence

⤷ user9 That joke deserves an award 😂

⤷ user10 the contrast between the two comments lmfaooo

user11 this is so sweet my teeth started to hurt

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[ilovejb]

Tension - Jobe Bellingham

everyone around y/n and jobe knew that they were in love with each other, but neither of them wanted to accept it. Instead creating a tension so strong that it felt like you couldn't breathe.

This particular night y/n wanted to make jobe very very jealous, see y/n and Jobes family's were close so they always saw each other.

The last time y/n and jobe had seen each other jobe had the audacity to bring some random white girl to the lunch.

So this time y/n wanted to give jobe a taste of his own medicine.

-

y/n pov

My plan to make jobe jealous was very simple, I knew that jobe thinks that I'm his so if he sees me with another man he will explode. So I'll bring a guy to the dinner with our family tonight and watch him snap.

I was well aware of the tension between me and jobe and I couldn't deny I had a fat crush on jobe but I wanted to have some fun.

I had asked one of my close friends to help with this, to which he happily compiled. Obviously I didn't like him nor did he like me but it was just to make jobe jealous.

-

It was finally time for dinner which meant it was time to start your plan, everyone already knew your plan and were happy to  help u.

You and your friend , Blake, where in your room waiting for the bellinghams to arrive. You guys were discussing how your plan was going to unfold and how jobe was going to react.

Not a couple minutes later the Bellingham's arrived, you went down to greet them and Blake had his arm wrapped around your waist at all times. You could see jobe glaring at you and you instantly knew your plan was going to work so well.

-

Dinner had gone not too bad, expect for all the dirty looks jobe had given Blake and the constant glaring at you. you couldn't help but let out a cheeky smile knowing your plan was working.

-

After dinner was over your mom asked you to help clean up. As your were doing that your felt a big hand pull you, you looked up and saw Jobes angry expression. " who gave you permission to bring that nig** to dinner tonight your MINE and only MINE" his voice was soft but filled with anger. " idk I thought since you brought that white girl I could bring my guy " you were clearing teasing jobe but the whole point of the night was to have some fun so why not ?

"I'm not playing your MINE and I'm about to prove that to you " and with that he pulled you into your room and threw you on the bed. once you felt the soft mattress against your back, you knew you were going to get fucked harder than ever.

Jobe was going to show everyone your his and only his.

The curly-haired man started to remove his trousers and shirt aggressively and quickly. His boxers soon followed. while you glared at his hard dick he took off your clothes as well while calling u things like " slut ", " whore", " bitch " etc. all those names only made  your cunt even more soaked.

He grabbed a condom he had in his pants and rapidly rolled it on his cock. He put his full length in and didn't give you time to react.

a loud gasp came from you tried to tell him to stop because it was too much, but he didn't care and instead went faster. he was railing u like there was no tomorrow.

you tried to stay quiet because both your family's were downstairs but it was no use, jobe was fucking you so hard that even if you didn't moan the clapping sound was extremely loud.

jobe had his head resting against your shoulder which allowed you to hear all his grunts and moans . As you were both reaching your highs, the door suddenly burst open.

It was Jude, he had his hand over his eyes and started to yell at you about how everyone is downstairs and how disrespectful it was to have sex that loud.

the thing is jobe never stopped, even while Jude was yelling at you he kept going. he was about to cum and he knew you were too so he didn't stop.

Jude was mid sentence when you and jobe both came. Your orgasms hit you harder than a truck. you both moaned loudly and you started crying from the pleasure. Your legs were shaking and jobes eyes rolled to the very back of his head.

Jude was shocked - to say the least - he couldn't believe jobe hadn't stopped or that you didn't tell him to stop. He walked over to you guys and pulled jobe by his neck. He threw him into the bathroom and started to yell at him.

But jobe wasn't listening, he hadn't come down from his high and he was still feeling the post-orgasm euphoria. Jude noticed that and he slapped jobe to snap him out of it.

When jobe finally did he could only mumble out " she's mine and only mine ", that's when Jude understood. all that was because jobe was jealous and wanted to prove to everyone that y

was his.

Once jude knew that, he told jobe that he understood what he wanted to prove but it was not the right way or time, especially when her and his family was downstairs. jobe told him all about how he felt and how in love he was with y

.

While all this happened y

- who was left alone - came down from her high and got dressed, it was until then that she realized what she had just done. she was so embarrassed and did not want to face anyone from her or Jobes family. but she knew it was inevitable.

Once jobe and Jude came out from the bathroom Jude also scolded you for letting that happen but understood you. Jobe also got dressed and fixed up, but now how were you going to face your family and what were you going to tell them.

As you were going down the stairs your could very clearly see both your family's disappointing look, the only people who weren't disappointed were your siblings. Who were too busy laughing to even be disappointed. as soon as you reached your parents they started to yell at you. Jobes parents did the same to him.

After a good scolding they separated you and jobe. But even after all that happened, you didn't regret a single thing and would do it all again.

...

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[jobesbabe]

Heyy, recently I’ve been thinking of ‚teen‘ dad jobe a little bit too much. He’d be so anxious about becoming a father, yet Jobe‘s so supportive and caring towards you and your child.

Although anxiety eats him up whole, he grows so attached to his baby; protecting you two, spending time with you and overall becoming the best father to be 🎀

My baby / Jobe Bellingham

warnings- established relationship, pregnancy, throwing up, fluff

summary- Jobe and you are expecting a baby and you cant decide if you are worried or excited.

a/n - In my head Jobe is 20 in this fic, just because and I think this is a great prompt. alr, thanks! enjoy!

Every morning that week you woke up with the stomach flu. You would be as quiet as can be, but Jobe would always know somehow and run after you to hold your hair up and rub circles on your back.

“You should be asleep,” You said, “You have a match at noon.”

Jobe shook his head. “I don’t care about a stupid match, I just care that you’re going to be okay.”

You smiled weakly. “This should pass, I’m not going to be sick forever.”

He nodded before kissing your cheeks lightly. “I will make sure of that.”

But the next morning and the morning after that, you threw all the contents of your stomach up.

You had barely been eating at night, just some of his mother’s chicken soup and plain crackers. Yet even that had ended up out of your system by morning.

You cried against Jobe’s chest in bed as he hugged you.

“Something is wrong with me,” You cried weakly.

He just pulled you tighter and hummed in response, kissing your temples.

“I mean, I’m throwing up every day, It’s even thrown my period off, it’s a week late!” You exclaimed.

“Wait,” Jobe asked while sitting up in bed. “A week late as in you have it now or a week late as in you haven’t gotten it?”

“Jobe I haven’t gotten it.” You explained tired. You snuggled into him, ready for sleep and he instead got up.

“I have to run to the store, don’t worry it’s for you, but it’s nothing bad.” Jobe told you before giving you a peck and then rushing off.

Jobe came back thirty minutes later with three different pregnancy tests. He picked you up out of bed bridal style and led exhausted you to the bathroom.

“Baby, I know this could be a long shot, but I remember one of the lads talking about how his wife was sick when they were first expecting. You don’t have to test if you don't want to, but whats the harm in it?” He asked excitedly.

Tired you took the tests and waited in Jobe’s arms for the results. You wanted to look at the same time. You didn’t know if you wanted a baby or not. Jobe didn’t either, he claimed, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, wondering what a little Bellingham family would be like. Don’t get me wrong, he was still terrified. But the baby gave him excitement he’d never felt before.

As you two looked together at all three tests, the results all matched. Two lines.

Anxiety filled the both of you and you embraced each other knowing you were in the same boat.

Jobe put his hands on your stomach reassuringly.

“I love you,” He said, and you couldn’t tell if it was toward you or the little Bellingham.

Eight and a quarter months later, Your baby boy was born.

Thomas Luke Bellingham. He was the most beautiful boy, with your eyes and Jobe’s smile. He was perfect. Neither of you knew how to be parents and Jobe was constantly scared he would mess something up and hurt his little boy.

Tommy was a daddy’s boy though, always calming down when his dad was around and cooing at his father’s matches.

Once Jobe got the hang of parenting, he was always showing the both of you off saying, “This is my son Tommy, He adores me and football,” Even though he wasn’t even six months old.

The three of you had shaped up to be such an adorable family, earning aww’s everywhere you went.

You loved each other so much. The three of you against the world.

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[mchlgayser]

✮ the first meet ft jobe bellingham

synopsis: Tired of video calling and online messages? Try to book a flight to London, England, and meet your boyfriend.

─── ୨୧ warning: none

─── ୨୧ notes: this is based on this, this, and this request. I try doing this request as best as I could (I swear) might not be as good as anybody out there but I try. I said this once, and I will say it twice, I'm a sucker for Jobe Samuel Patrick Bellingham so much I think I needed a therapist. Anything includes him in my writing, I'll do it twice difficult 🤞🏼

Your phone sat on the nightstand table beside your bed, your friends on the other line waiting and choosing dresses for you to wear because you simply could not decide. You throw them to pair of different crop tops, the first one is a simple puff sleeve crop top of your favorite color, it has square neck line allowing you to decorate yourself with a much more prominent accessories whilst the other one is a black floral print frill trim with sweetheart neck and bishop sleeve crop blouse.

You show them the top two of your choices and they picked the black one as they said; easy to match. You wore your high waist black jeans and your sash. You put on your top decorating your collar with eggshell white pearl necklaces, a pair of piercing, and even the matching bracelet your boyfriend got you.

'So, how do I look?' You told them as you turn around from left to the right to give them better access to your full fit 'Try and push your hair back a little..' You did as said when you heard 'Okay, stop!' Your hand froze on top of your head but slowly began to remove it 'Gorgeous! Perfect! Chef kiss!' You laugh at their exaggerated statement, picking up your phone and adjusting it to the bathroom to let them accompany you while you do touch up on your makeup.

'What time will you leave?' You glance at your wrist, 'Four I think? His practice starts at five.' You put on some more lip gloss and puck your lips out 'Good?' They all nod showing you massive thumb-ups 'I will leave now, see you later!' You throw them a flying kiss before you abruptly ended the call.

You stepped outside of the elevator straight to the lobby entrance seeing the Uber you picked had arrived and is parked just in front of the automatic sliding door. You entered the car, greeting the driver in the process before you inform them of the address to the place. It wasn't a long ride but it wasn't short either, you manage to exchange quick talks with them, they asked you what you were doing in London and how's the experience so far. You told them that it was good and that you are here to meet your six months year old boyfriend.

The car halted right at the venue's main gate allowing you to get out easily and pass through, you thank and tip the person before you stroll inside the auditorium. You make a quick call with a friend whom friend with your boyfriend and notified them that you've had arrived. It was a three minutes wait before they arrived, panting hard.

'He's in the changing room,' You both rush to the team locker room, on your way there, proceeding to greet each person you came across and stop right in front of the door.

Jobe on the other hand had just completed changing his garment to his practice attire. All the while he was changing, his other hand is practically inside his palm, easy for him to be sure you had reply to his text this morning.

Belly Ham

Mornin' 😽

Had your breakfast yet?

delivered

But to no avail, you hadn't replied to him, you might have activated the app once or twice after the texts but he never gets a reply back, like you were avoiding him. He sighs in defeat plopping the phone inside his duffel back and wearing his glove. A knock on the door infuriates him because the other person keeps knocking constantly, he was sure he didn't look at the door and sure he didn't. It was unlocked but the person on the other side just had to ruined his already wrecked mood.

'What-' His voice stuck from the back of his throat because right in front of him, no screen separating - is his girlfriend.

You watch him in amusement, his ears grew red maybe from the cold? His eyes shimmer on yours without no words spoken for the other minutes and suddenly your body collided against his into a bone-crush hug. His hands snake around your back pressing your body closer to his. Your hands at both of his sides clutching on his jersey.

'Surprise...' You said, voice croaking at the end feeling overwhelmed with emotions, he went to snoop you in his arms once more and chuckle 'I can't believe you are here! I never thought I could meet you so fast!' He beams and went to separate the hug to examine your face.

'At last.' He confessed, temple lightly brushing against yours, his eyes glimmering with stars and heart 'I will cherish this moment forever with you..' He whisper, leaving a soft kiss at the crown of your head.

'That's enough, continue your lovey-dovey section after the practice. Jobe, stop being so cringe for God's sake!' They joke earning a playful scowl from your boyfriend.

You are delighted. You know this time in London will the best memories you've ever had. All thanks to one particular person.

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[judessangel]

size kink with jude? like "it wont fit" "ill make it fit" ???

𐙚 ATTA GIRL —

‌#pairing : jude bellingham x fem reader

‌#cw : 18+ mentions of oral sex (reader receiving), pnv sex, unprotected sex, lots of praise, size kink

‌#summary : jude making his dick fit in ur tiny hole

‌#note : posted this On My Way! to my job !!

jude loved taking his time, devouring you like you were his last meal, going knuckles deep into you, hearing you moan soft whimpers as he ran his tongue over your clit.

he came to kiss your lips, and you tasted yourself as he placed his cock in front of your wet cunt, sliding over your still sensitive clit, drawing a moan from you which he swallowed with his ever hungry lips.

" jude, " you breathed between kisses, drunk on the sensations, " ’s too big, " you swallowed as his hand gripped your thigh firmly to give him room and his lips nuzzled your neck.

" it won't fit, " you assured him.

just taking his tip in was complicated for the simple reason, and that inflated his ego, so much.

" i'll make it fit," he reassured, stroking your hair as he came to kiss your cheek, " i'm sure you can take it darlin’. "

he drowned you in kisses as you felt his dick tracing up and down your clit, coating himself in your wetness, one of your hands coming to rest on his back and the other on his tense arm.

" fuuuuccck. " he groaned, his breath ghosting over your skin, " you're so wet, "

you let a gasp escape you as he began to press his tip between your hole, a low growl escaping his mouth and falling in a warm cloud onto your skin.

you breathed in deeply as he continued to press in slowly, his lips coming to kiss your forehead in encouragement.

" it wont fit if you tense like that, baby. " he came to kiss your lips, his hand gently sliding down your body, settling on your waist where his thumb made circular movements.

" i can't, " you complained, tears welling up in your eyes as you pressed your eyelids strongly together.

" you can, " he murmured, kissing the corner of your eyelids tenderly, " atta girl. "

you inhaled softly, and then tried to relax, closing your eyes and biting your lip as he thrust deeper into you.

" that's it, " he encouraged softly, " that's my girl, innit? "

his praise made you flutter around him, an appreciative moan rising from his throat as he finally got all the way inside you.

you threw your head back, breathing shakily as he kissed your neck with tenderness, "takin' me so well, fuckin' love this pussy."

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[libraryofloveletters]

A Visit To Santa

Jude Bellingham x Fem!Reader

Warnings: jobe is being treated like a kid, pranks from you and jude, miss denise gets new photos for her house, childhood coded lol, jobe is like your little brother too, miss denise thinks y'all finna crash her bmw lmao

Word Count: 768

Author's Note: this one is for bookie @themandaloriansdiaries - our favourite brothers :)

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Jude decides now that you two are back home in England to take his brother to do the one thing they always did as kids; visit Santa.

England welcomed you two home, a change from the Spanish sunshine was welcomed; though you missed it the moment you got off of the plane.

You and Jude were spending the holidays with his family, both Bellingham brothers, you and their parents were at home. Mark and Denise were making dinner or something of the sorts in the kitchen, Jobe was in his bedroom and you and Jude were in his room.

Jude's head rested on your belly, your fingers tapping on his forehead as you scrolled through your phone with the other hand.

"I'm bored," your boyfriend announces.

"Congratulations," you tell him, as if you were supposed to do something about that.

Jude rolls his eyes, "let's go do something."

"Like what?"

"I don't know," he sighs, sitting up. You look over at him, "how about shopping? Or we could go for a drive or something?"

"The shopping mall?" he asked, looking over your shoulder. There's a look on his face that you've seen before, pure mischief. Your brows raise, waiting for him to continue. "Yeah, let's go."

"What're you up to?" You asked him, Jude pulls you off of the bed.

"I'll go grab Jobe."

You stop your boyfriend, grabbing his hand. "What is this? What's all this excitement? You hate the mall."

His eyes crinkle as he chuckles, "let's take Jobe to see Santa."

You can't help the laugh, letting go of his hand. "Okay babe. Go get him, I'll get the car keys from your mom."

Jude and Jobe meet you downstairs, Denise hands you her car keys. "Be careful please," she warns her sons, not you. She knew you'd handle them.

"We'll be back for dinner," Jude tells his mom, kissing her cheek before grabbing your hand.

You shout a bye to her and Mark as you three are out the front door and pile into the car. You drove of course, Jude doesn't drive and Jobe was a designated back seat driver. Jude had told his brother that you wanted to go shopping and he agreed to join you, saying he could use some fresh air.

The mall was a madhouse, it was T-minus 2 days to Christmas and everyone was rushing to get last minute shopping done.

You made a B-line for Santa's workshop in the mall, making it seem like you wanted to take a couple's photo of you and Jude with Santa.

Jobe shakes his head, "this is ridiculous," he tells you, waiting in line with you two.

"Do you not believe in the magic of Christmas, Jojo?" You teased him, pinching his cheek gently; you looked at Jobe like your little brother as well, teasing him the same way his brother would, having your own little nickname for him.

Jude smiles, watching as Jobe swats your hand away, making you laugh.

It takes a few minutes to get to the front of the line, the woman dressed as an elf calling you up to take your photo.

Jobe feels a light shove, Jude pushing him to Santa. "What?" he asked his brother, looking a bit lost.

"Go take your pic, mate."

"What?" Jobe scoffed, "I'm not going."

You take his coat from him, "go on, Jojo. Santa's waiting." You tell him, lips pressed together so you don't laugh. Jobe grumbles under his breath, something about hating you guys as he begrudgingly walks over to Santa.

The younger Bellingham sits beside Santa, the fakest smile you've ever seen on his face as the camera flashes.

Jude takes your hand, bringing you over to Santa. The two of you joined in. Jobe and Jude on either side of Santa and somehow you ended up on Santa's lap.

"On three, say merry Christmas!" The woman behind the camera says, counting to three before it flashes.

You let Santa speak to Jude and Jobe while you went to the counter to get the printed photos. You got two prints of the photo with the 3 of you, one for your home in Madrid and one for their home here in England. You also got a printed version of the solo shot with Jobe and Santa for the fridge at home.

The boys met you by the counter, Jude handing out his card so you can pay. "I can't believe you made me do that," Jobe mumbled, huffing.

You laugh, kissing his cheek. "It's okay, buddy."

Jude holds your hand, the bag with the photos in hand. "You're still a kid to us, mate." He laughs, pulling you into his side. "Let's go before we get in trouble for being late to dinner.

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[formulalfc]

Hey a small request!

Reader (Jude's girlfriend) consoling Jobe after a break-up and seeing the interaction between these two, it warms Jude's heart!

Sorry if there are any grammatical errors English isn't my first language

jobe shows up at your house late into the night, eyes rimmed red and heartbroken. you're quick to invite him in, both you and jude quickly forgetting whatever it is you were doing. you guide him to the living room, jude going to get some water for his brother. when he comes back to you both his heart warms at the sight, you've got your arms wrapped around jobe, stroking his head as you calm him down. you and jobe had always been close ever since you and jude had been together and jude couldn't help but love the relationship you two had.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

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[loviingpedri]

can you write a Jobe fic where after he wins a match, he and the reader celebrate with each other? Maybe they watch a movie at home or get dinner?

winner, winner, chicken dinner - jobe bellingham

prompt: request ^

warnings: grammar issues

credits to owners for all images.

time was ticking as it reached the 88th minute. the score was currently 1-1 and the opposing team had strong defense. you were shaking your leg as your nerves were going crazy.

after many passes, jobe finally got hold of the ball. it was the 89th minute and the whistle was going to sound any second.

3, 2, 1

jobe scored at the last second.

it took you awhile to process it with how fast it was. running to the camera, he formed a heart with his hands and blew a kiss. the celebration dedicated to you. you were jumping up and down with your arms waving back and forth. nothing could describe how happy you were.

finally making it down the stadium, you were instantly met with jobe as he hugged you.

“definitely going into my highlight.” kissing him on his cheek, you both were so proud of him.

“goal of the season?”

“not yet, so much more to accomplish.” as you were hugging him, he suddenly pulled back. you were confused since it was random, and he kept the straightest face.

“y/n, do you know what this means?”

“what?” the switch-up of emotions was really weird.

“we finally get to have chinese take-out.”

you almost did a face palm. it has always been a tradition to get chinese take-out after a win. he didn’t skip a victory without at least one egg roll in his hand. he has been waiting for this moment for awhile now.

“of course we do. wouldn’t miss one celebratory dinner with you.”

jobe couldn’t wait. as soon as he got into the car, he called his favorite restaurant to place an order immediately. ordering his favorite goods, dinner was in good hands. changing out his jersey and trying to hide his face, he immediately opened the door. he opened the door for you, but man, he could not wait. the aroma of sweet sauce and fried foods were met with your nose. your stomach was happy.

within seconds, jobe came out with the giant bag of food. you could easily see his smile through his mask based on his eyes. going home, he was fighting an urge just to sneak a little bite of noodles.

let's be real, a way to a man's heart is food.

arriving home, he immediately pushed his sport bag away and changed to comfy clothes. your loose t-shirt with sweatpants and his grey sweats with a fitted shirt. sitting down in front of the tv while you were choosing a movie, he was busy displaying the food to the best of his abilities.

“i’ll never be happier except with the love of my life, and the other love my life."

"not even on our wedding day?"

"yeah, i'll be married to the love of my life, but then the other love of life will be just sitting next to me." he was joking, but he really loves his food more than anything. finding the perfect movie, he was finally able to dig in. eating like a real champion, it was definitely a relaxing night.

finishing the night with cuddles, you were proud to be with your winner.

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[bl00dst41ned]

Hellooo. Can you please write a fic where Jobe goes to meet the reader’s family or she goes to meet his family? Or maybe both? Thank you.

*.·:·.✦ family ties ✦.·:·.*

pairing: jobe bellingham x female reader

summary: in which it’s time for Jobe and you to meet one another’s family

author's note: I liked the idea but couldn’t choose so I decided to create a context in order to do both. didn't know how to finish it. taking a little pause to start school, coming back once I'm organized

word count: 1319

You slipped on your pair of White Oreo Jordan 4s as low music played in the room. You finalized your outfit with beaded colorful bracelet and your apple watch. Before getting out of your room, you went to the full body mirror and checked yourself, readjusting your shirt and fixing the little cowlicks in your hair. Once you felt ready, you grabbed your phone and went down to the living room.

Downstairs, your mother walked back and forth between the kitchen and backyard. You went up to help her prep the table. As you did so, you received a message from your boyfriend, Jobe.

Jobe 🪐

We’re here in five

Y/N 🦋

Okay

Are you nervous?

Jobe 🪐

i wish i could disappear rn

you?

Y/N 🦋

I’m silently dying

Jobe 🪐

yeah, we’re ready

Y/N 🦋 liked this message

Seems like neither of you were ready for this moment.

You and Jobe had got together three months ago. It was all going smoothly, the two of you enjoying the beginning of your relationship. But some way your parents found ou about it and immediately wished to meet their daughter’s boyfriend. After a conversation between you two, Jobe agreed to tell his parents about you so that the two families could meet. Which led to now. The Bellinghams were on the way to have a lunch with your family. At first, it didn’t affect you that much but the closer they were to meet, the more nervous you felt. Unfortunately for you, you did not have time to calm down as you watched their family car park in front of your house.

You watched as Jude, Jobe and his parents walked towards the door before ringing the door.

“Go open the door” Your mom raised her voice getting you out of your thoughts.

Without noticing, you had zoned out and stayed immobile. You hurried to the door, taking a deep breath before opening to the wide smiles of Jobe’s parents. You gave one back, translating your shyness, a small voice escaping your mouth greeting them. You then let them in, individually addressing them until it was Jobe’s turn. 

It was very uncomfortable to be watched by your relatives while interacting. You two weren’t big on PDA, especially since it’s still the beginning. As if your brains connected, Jobe bent down to give you a small hug, a hand resting on your back as you had your arm around his neck, leaving a quick kiss on his neck when nobody noticed.

Except for Jude. He sent him a knowing look as if to signal he had seen the intimate moment. It only resulted in earning a glare from his younger brother.

“So you must be Jobe ?” Your dad came out of nowhere, standing straight making you chuckle a bit. He was not frightening at all, just loved to stress his daughter’s boyfriends.

Jobe only nodded not daring to say anything out loud. You could only empathise with him since his mom made her feel the same way.

The conversation between your dad and him was very awkward for you and Jobe. Luckily, the rest of the people were talking with your mom and not paying attention.

Once the introduction ended, you all went to the dining room to enjoy the food your mom made.

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It had been almost two hours since the Bellinghams were at your house. Your mom and Denise seemed to get along well. They asked questions about you or Jobe at times but fortunately for you, the whole lunch was not focused on your couple. Until now.

“Oh Y/N, you didn’t tell me how you guys met?”

Both of your eyes widened as you didn’t think they would acknowledge you at all.

“Well, we were at the activity centre together back then and we found ourselves in a groupchat” You simply explained, mentioning your old activity centre hoping that the conversation would shift away to another subject.

“Oh you were at the centre too, Jobe. You remembered her?” Your mom kept on asking questions now to Jobe.

“Yeah” He paused to finish swallowing his food. “She was the only girl that played cars with us boys”

The whole table shared a little laugh now talking about the two of you as kids. The parents took turns into revealing embarrassing moments of your childhoods as you two just laughed, both out of mockery and embarrassment.

“I remember once Jobe was chased by a goose”

You tried to contain the loud laugh that attempted to escape your mouth as Jobe’s mouth dropped.

“Mom we agreed to not talk about this day” Jobe whined as you laughed at him.

“I don’t know why you’re laughing Y/N because it happened to you too” Your dad spoke loudly making sure to be heard by the entire table.

It was now Jobe’s turn to laugh at you as you sent a mean stare to your dad. You were very good at clapping back but your dad was the ultimate champion at violating. He taught you everything you needed to know. Even though you were accustomed to this, it still stung a lot.

You tried to keep a mean facial expression but the smile on your dad’s face only made you smile too.

The rest of the lunch, you talked and got to know each other, the happy atmosphere never leaving.

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After lunch time, Denise went to you in order to have a conversation. Your nervousness from earlier came back in a second, having you bite your cheek repeatedly.

You two sat down outside on the outdoor sofa. She could tell you were nervous as she began talking by, firstly reassuring you. 

“I’m not here to threaten you, don’t worry” She spoke as she put her hand on your thigh to calm you down. “There’s nothing that made rubbed me the wrong way about you. You’re nice, funny and look gorgeous. So me talking to you has nothing to do with complaining about you. As long as you stay respectful and don’t hurt my son I’m good. Other than that, you’re welcome in my house with my family, okay?”

Throughout all the time, you could only nod and agree, each word making you more comfortable. Once she finished, you let out a small “Yes” before she pulled you into a warm hug.

While you spoke to Denise, your mom went to talk to Jobe, bringing him to the porch. Jobe instantly went stiff, not knowing what to expect from her.

“Don’t be nervous, I don’t bite” Your mom joked as Jobe tried to chill. “When I found out about you and Y/N, I was a bit skeptical. But her excitement every she went to see you and her coming back with a smile on her face took all my doubts away. She’s smart and knows what she’s doing, and I trust her to do the right choices. Now I need to trust you.” Her tone felt more serious at the last sentence.

“All I’m asking you” She continued “is to promise me to keep that smile on her face, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am” He spoke as confidently as he could at the moment.

She repeated to make sure he stood on his answer, which he did. Once your mom felt like she said what she had to say, they got up and got back inside. He found you seated on the stairs and joined you, putting his arm around your shoulder.

“She wasn’t to harsh with you?” You asked, scared of what your mother could have said.

“Nah, at all. You?”

“No, your mom is so nice”

He nodded and sighed. Meeting each other’s family is a big step in your relationship, and you both were very happy to have overcome it. Having the trust of your relatives meant everything. You now knew you could grow freely in your relationship.

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[femme4ngel]

could you do a jude fic where the reader is jobes best friend and her and jude are sneaking around behind jobes back. tysm 🫶🏻

𐐪♡𐑂 reader is jobes best friend, her and jude end up having to sneak around behind jobes back

𐐪♡𐑂 jude x femme reader

𐐪♡𐑂 fluff and slight smut

“ shh shh!. jude leave me alone. jude stop.! jude he’s going to hear us! jude victor william bellingham if you dont get your hands away…” - you whispered at him angrily. ( at least tried whispering but jude just wouldn’t stop giggling and touching your waist, his huge hands tickling you.) you were stuck in a closet. jude wearing only his boxers while you wearing one of his tshirts. and yes you were stuck in the closet, while jobe, your best friend and your boyfriend’s brother kept calling out your name in the room. you close your eyes, press your lips together ignoring the laughter bubbling inside of you, ignoring judes hands on your bare body…

it started out with him starring at you and you catching his eyes. with him sitting down on the sofa next to you while you were playing video games with jobe, his legs too close to yours, his hand over your shoulder. with him annoying jobe and coming along with the two of you wherever you went. he found himself wanting to spend time with you, he found himself enchanted. at the same time jude knew he couldn’t talk about any of this to his brother, that you were jobes best friend and therefore “off limits”. your relationship was friendly but nothing special at first. you arrived to the bellingham residence and you and jobe disappeared into his room, gossiping, playing and giggling for hours. jude would sometimes bump into you in the hallway ( when he was home and resting) and he would smirk to himself noticing how you blushed when your shoulders touched and you murmured an apology. he kept looking out for you, daydreaming and staring but wouldn’t make a step other than the innocent touches when squeezed together on a couch or in a car. and then one night you finally convinced jobe to go out with you dancing to a club. and jude of course tagged along, saying that “he needs to look out for his little brother “… needless to say the night ended with you tipsy and in judes arms.. and since then you two were inseparable. or well would have been inseparable if it wasn’t for jobe. you couldn’t tell him you just couldn’t. you tried, you wrote down speeches into your notes app, you rehearsed them in your head and with jude. but when it was time, somehow the words just wouldn’t come. and so you and jude were bound to sneaking around. you felt like an idiot, 18 years old and keeping secrets from your best friend, lying about where your going, lying about your love life. and thats how you ended up in the hotels closet, with judes hands all over you, and jobe looking for you. it started out innocently, a family holiday jobe invited you to. and then of course the minute you occupied your room, the minute you put your bags down, jude entered the room, cuddling and kissing you hungrily. he kept kissing you like a starved man, his lips wouldn’t leave yours, his hands roaming all over your body. clothes kept coming off and you were about to collapse onto the bed when you heard knocking.

“ y/n its me can i come in? have you seen jude? do you wanna go to the pool?”- asked jobe.

you looked at jude in a panic, you were completely naked while he was only wearing his boxers. he looked at you with his scared puppy eyes then like a lightbulb just turned on in his brain he started pointing towards the small wooden closet in the room. you nodded and grabbed the first item of clothing that you saw ( judes shirt) and pulled your boyfriend into the closet with you. his long legs tangled with yours, his smile lighting up as he pulled you close to him, tickling your waist and kissing all over your neck. your hands were on his mouth so the laughter wouldn’t erupt from him as you heard jobe open the door and enter the room. oh you were in trouble and you had no idea how to get out of it…

#football imagines #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude x reader #jobe bellingham #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham fluff

[ilovejb]

I might as well take matters into my own hands cuz there’s barely any good fics for jobe

OMG YESS

istg the only reason I write on here and on Wattpad is because nobody writes for jobe. Like I get Jude is hot but y’all are sleeping on my bae jobe

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[didishawn]

Then can I request a kylian fic where the reader is Jude and jobe Bellingham’s older sister and she is about 20/21 yo and she gets sm dms from different players, basketball players singer etc etc.. but then she gets a dm from kylian ( and kylian is her celeb crush) so she is over the moon then her brothers find out and become so overprotective over her.

Thank you for reading this long request bbs

❤️❤️❤️

Celebrity crush (Kylian Mbappe x Reader)

Warnings: none really, just celebs flirting with you and being kind of suggestive I guess

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"Hey, Jude, care to tell me what your friend is doing on my dms?"

That definitely catches your brother's attention, walking over and taking the phone from your hand, his eyes widen when he sees Haaland react to your story with heart eyes, fires and a: looking good, Bellingham

"What an asshole" your brother says, scrolling up to see more messages like that from his friend "Any other friend of mine over your dms?"

You see your brother's intention of checking out more messages, you stand up, taking the phone off his hand, making him and Jobe -sitting on the couch, previously distracted, but now with a watchful eye staring at you-surprised.

Jude raises an eyebrow "What was that about?"

You give him a nervous smile "What was what about?"

"Taking the phone off his hand" Jobe says "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing, just don't want my little brother going through my dms"

"Do you have a boyfriend that you don't want us to know about?" Jude asks, his arms crossed, imitating your father whenever he saw you with some boy.

"And where did you get that from?"

"I don't know, you have been pretty cheery recently, not as annoying, and know are hiding something on your phone"

"You really want to see who else dms me?"

"I surely want to know if you are -Jobe cover your ears- hooking up with any of my teammates"

"I know what hooking up is...."

"Seriously, Jude? Fine, here, take it, I don't think you will find any of your friends there, but who knows?"

Honestly, Jude was kind of joking when he made his drama queen act about the dms, but he is not about to miss the chance of seeing who messages his dear sister.

Pedri González: coming any time soon to Barcelona? I can show you around the city and some real fun

Jamal Musiala: looking great, makes me want to show you who the best team of the Bundesliga really is

Harry Styles: wanna come to my next concert? Then we can find something better to do

Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Jude doesn't have time to read what that one said as his eyes go to the next name, he has that look that says: bullocks.

"You can't be serious, Kylian Mbappe?" he shouts, Jobe is instantly next to him watching your screen, your cheeks red.

Your brothers are speechless as they scroll over months of conversations in between you and who they know to be your celebrity crush, unbelieving when they see it was Kylian -or, Kyky as you call him-was the first to reach out to you, reacting to some story of yours of you tanning on the beach.

The man has invited you to France and all, and even offered to be the one to come and see you, doesn't matter if you are in Germany or England, he says he wants to see you.

"I can't believe it..." Jude sighs, Jobe nods.

"And you didn't tell us!"

"Because just look how crazy you are now. Besides, it's nothing serious, we are just friends"

"Yeah, right, that's why he constantly ssays you are hot and is desperate to see you"

"We are friends"

"You still should have told us!" the younger of the two says.

Jude is still for a second, seemingly deep in thought -you refrain from commenting how your never thought him to be one capable of thinking- he opens the camera, pointing at him and Jobe, whispers something at the younger one, you are confused, but refrain from saying anything as you see him press record.

"Hello Kylian, I am Jude, this is Jobe, but you must already know that judging by how much you seem to talk to my sister. You see, this video is just a warning to be very careful on whatever match we see each other next in, because I will be going after you. What on Earth is this about flirting with a maybe-future teammate's sister. Not cool at all, right Jobe? "

"Yeah! Not cool! At all!" you can't help but snort.

"So, yeah, just sleep with an open eye, and also, forget about my sister, she is too good for you even if she is pretty annoying"

"What? I am not annoying!"

"Yes you are, now shut up, I am not done yet" Jude turns again to the camera "Or you can continue talking to her and see what happens. Anyways, now I am finished, see ya around, Kyky"

They send the video, looking pretty proud of themselves.

Kylian opens your message as soon as it arrives as he always does, Jude and Jobe expectant for his reaction.

A couple of minutes later, a video from him arrives too, your brothers opening it without delay.

"Hello, Jude, Jobe, of course I know who you are, because you are right, I spend day and night talking with your sister and I don't intend to stop. I am pretty exited for what you will supposedly be doing next time we see each other Jude, I am sure you have some tricks up your sleeve - so do I, by the way. Really hoping we do end up as predicted on the same team, to see the look on your face when y/n uses my number instead of yours. Also, tell your sister to call me later, and don't be surprised when she travels to Paris on the next couple of weeks, she will be with me, my treat. Take care care you two, and give the phone back to your sister, I have something to show her"

Your brothers are speechless, and you, can't hp but laugh, taking your phone you start walking off, but turn to them "Oh, yeah, I will be asking you later for some tips about what to wear to Paris. I want to look my best, you know?"

You laugh at their expressions, a gentle smile taking over your face when a text from the man himself arrives, this time for you.

Your brothers are pretty funny, love, but we will also have to make sure to fill up the internet with photos about us when you come to me. Just as a payback.

#mbappe #kylian mbappe #mbappe psg #psg #mbappe x reader #mbappe imagine #france national team #france nt #jude bellingham #jobe bellingham #england nt #england national team

[jobesbabe]

Proud of You / Jobe Bellingham

ps i made this gif so give creds if u use it!

warnings: established relationship, fluff, bar setting

summary: tired you cozying up to your winner of a boyfriend. based loosely on the Sunderland vs Plymouth Argyle match and it’s (fictional) aftermath.

You sat patiently with the other wags for the majority of the first half. Your boyfriend was on the bench and so was his mate Chrissy. There were yellow cards thrown, One at your boys in red, and two at the opponents in green. Approximately one every ten minutes. You pulled your Sunderland scarf a bit tighter and sighed. To you, the match was plain and boring. You adored football, even teams other than Sunderland, but if it was Sunderland, your Jobe better be playing. A few minutes after Phillips earned his yellow, you heard cheers and cries erupt from the Stadium of Light. Everyone around you looked disappointed. Plymouth Argyle had scored. As you stared at the number nine on Hardie’s back, You felt it taunting you. That should be a red jersey, with a number 7 that read ‘JOBE’. If only were that easy.

Relief came for you as the ref blew his halftime whistle, reminding you your boyfriend still had forty five minutes to go out and prove himself.

You expected the manager to have him walk out onto the field, and start the remaining forty five, but he didn’t. Your sighs grew louder wondering when your man would get out there on the field.

seven minutes passed and you joined in with the roar of fans, as Roberts moved with the ball, you could tell if he passed it to Ekwah he would score. And he did, equalizing it for the two teams. You cheered for the Jobe-less Sunderland, wishing it had been your Jobe who scored the equalizer.

Seven more minutes passed and Clarke sank a second into the back of the net giving Sunderland an advantage over the visitors. It was like someone was winking at you with the number seven and everything associated with it. Good luck, Jobe. Jobe. Jobe is the number seven. You were sure in seven minutes his manager was going to sub him in. You were sure.

At the 65’ minute mark, two minutes before your seven minute timer would go off, Jobe was subbed in along with Chrissy in exchange for Abdoullah, and Pierre.

So, maybe I was wrong, about the seven minute thing but who cares, he's in now, you thought to yourself. You smiled as he ran up and down the field. as your timer begins to alert you, you see Neil make an amazing pass to Jobe and him just put that ball away in the corner.

You cheer so hard for him, yelling “That’s my boy!” and he celebrates with his teammates before turning to your section and blowing a few kisses. You begin to blush and the wags around you laugh and poke a bit of fun.

The rest of the game flew by, the result remaining where Jobe had left it. 3-1. You made your way to wait for the boys to shower. As you waited, Keeley, Alex Pritchard’s partner came up to you and talked with you about plans for the night and how they were all going out to a bar. You told her you’d run the idea past Jobe and she thanked you.

As he walked out to go see you the fresh-faced Jobe couldn’t help but smile. You ran to him and he picked you up and spun you around.

“I’m so proud of you! That was amazing Jobeee!” you exclaimed.

He grinned cheekily and tilted his head.

“You think so?” he asked.

You laughed and kissed his cheek as he put you down.

“I think some of the guys and their partners are going out for drinks if we want to join them,” Jobe said.

“Oh yeah, Keeley mentioned something yeah.”

“lets go out with them yeah?” he asks.

“Sure,” you reply as you leave to his car hand in hand.

Jobe and you make your way inside a bar close to the outskirts of the city. You see it’s been mostly cleared so the lot of you could hang out there without many disturbances.

You sat between Keeley and Jobe drinking just a club soda with lime since you didnt feel like drinking.

After a few hours and meters of seperation from Jobe, you began to get tired.

You crept into Jobes lap and cuddled into his neck with your eyes closed. His cologne was as intoxicating as alcohol to you and you breathed it in like it was your oxygen.

He rocked you back and forth humming and your ear was pressed to his chest listening to his heartbeat as it steadily pounded.

He kissed your hair and you smiled.

“baby, im so proud of you.” you said.

He laughed and picked you up bridal style, putting you in the car to bring you home

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that’s it!

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'I want you guys to be on your best behavior today... Andrew this indicates especially for you.' Miss. Coffee said in her promising stern voice, Andrew was half-listening, mostly talking to you and you elbowed the right on his stomach making him wince in pain 'Yes Miss.' The bus stopped abruptly as the students lined up to exit the bus. You and your closest friend, Andrew are at the very back, taking your best moment procrastinating as you take out your Canon brand camera alongside with your sling messenger bag stuffing it with your iPad, a book, notebook and your pencil case.

The bag and camera sling over to your shoulder, Andrew was watching you occasionally looking back to the front to catch a stare or Miss. Coffee 'Hurry up!' She said and you both scurried away.

Since today's weather is somewhat, colder you are thankful enough for your generous mother that reminds you to take a thick jacket before going out. Right now you are wearing your school's uniform, a thick and soft fleece baseball jacket, a scarf wrapping over your neck, stocking pants, leg warmers and to match it all, a high-cut black converse. You didn't bother to tie your hair, letting it loose since it somehow helps you to reduce cold on your neck and ears.

You hop out of the bus with Andrew and join your other schoolmate's lining ups at the main entrance of the gallery, 'I have to remind you all again, our school is not the only school on a trip today, that includes Birmingham's Academy. So once again, please behave yourself and stay as quiet as possible. For that, you can enjoy the rest of the day to yourselves.' The main entrance open and one by one of us started to flood the hall.

Your eyes were attached to the drawing and paintings that are hanging on the walls, some placed on the table and put in a casket, there are writings below, the origins, the painters, the drawers, and the story behind the art and you adore it all! You are taking pictures of the art sometimes with Andrew in it, posing for the camera.

One of the picture is Andrew doing a silly face, you are laughing at him 'You are so quirky!' You commented making him snort back at your quick remark. You and Andrew are having your best time adorning the arts that you failed to noticed you had caught an attention from a certain pupil from the Birmingham's Academy!

Jobe went inside a bit late because he was talking over with his trainer. His loyal friends who promised to wait from him had somehow left him to go to God knows where. He was looking around for any signs of his friends but find them nowhere. Instead, his eyes caught with something, perhaps, someone.

He could notice the girl from far over, she is with a person around her age, probably her friend, they were laughing while she take pictures of the boy. Jobe could not clearly see her but he could catch a glimpse of her smile and laugh, it was unclear due to the loud atmosphere inside the hall but he could still sense the tint of honey-like and her contagious laughter.

Her eyes are twinkling when she blinked, it was like the whole universe is on hold within her stares, Jobe noticed she had stopped laughing, her friend are whispering something over to her, and looked behind immediately making contact with him. It was as if his world stopped. Her whole focuses are now on him and he was stoned and nervous.

The pressure melted away the seconds the girl offered him a gentle smile and quickly averted her attention elsewhere. Jobe could feel his heart throbbing inside him. It was loud and clear he could feel it about to explode out of its cage. The smile she sent his way was the kind of smile he could never forget, even if he wanted to, the smile he yearns for more.

It was nearing the end of the trip, you are on your way out to take a breather at the gallery's front garden, Andrew has separated from you to join his classmates in playing games. You sat on the bench grabbing your camera to take pictures. The trees, the fountain, the pigeons from any sort of angle. You stop to check and a certain picture caught your engagement. It was one of your pictures you took of a pigeon resting on a tree, you saw the same guy from before Andrew accused of staring at you.

He is behind the tree, almost like he was hiding. You avert your attention back to the tree and slowly walk there. You could almost sense a presence behind the tree and you peeked your head 'Huh?' The boy startled, almost stumbling to the ground if you hadn't caught him 'You should be careful.' You let out and smile at him, you weren't very sure if it was something that you said or done but his face turned red, he was hiding the smile that plastered on his face by turning his head around 'Are you alright? You face.' You did a motion to your face and look at him 'Yes, it's the cold!' You nod 'What are you doing behind this tree anyway? Are you hiding?' He shakes his head 'No I was just... Watching you...! But not in a creepy way! I just thought that you are very beautiful especially your eyes!' You were baffled, having a hard time containing your laugh 'Do you want to laugh?' And you did, he was cute explaining it 'Sorry, I didn't mean to!'

He wasn't offended by your honest remark or feeling belittle instead he was feeling giddy, somehow because he was able to talk to you.

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