#jude the brave

[my-sweet-vxlentine]

Knighting Day

Not proofread lol, there's gonna be a lot of mistakes

It was an early spring morning in the earth kingdom. The land was still and the sky was clear with the exception of a couple cumulus clouds. it had rained the night before, so the smell of petrichor was still lingering in the air.

It was Knighting Day.

After years of training, Jude would finally receive his knighthood. He could hardly contain his excitement as he had wanted this ever since he stepped foot into the capital city of the kingdom, ever since…the incident. Nobility, aristocracy, and gentry come far and wide to see their majesty's newest knights swear on their lives to protect the monarch and serve the kingdom. Jude was a special case, for he was to go last because of his history of leading the army (still as a recruit) into battle and emerging victorious every single time. He's to be given special honors, and as soon as he graduates from recruitment to knighthood, he will be promoted to a general in their majesty's army. 

Jude woke up in the wee hours of the morning and stayed in bed till they heard the first bells of the day signaling for the city to wake from its slumber. They rushed out of bed and onto the cobblestone floors of the castle to start brushing his chin length, wavy, black hair. He donned his special armored uniform that was a gift from the monarch themself. He polished his boots and frog lipped helmet which was only worn for ceremonial purposes as it had a narrow field of vision. 

They were giddy with excitement and had so many butterflies in their stomach they could hardly eat. His life was about to change forever, in more ways than one. 

The sky kingdom and the earth kingdom did not get along. One could go as far to even call them enemies. But personal feelings were always pushed aside on special occasions such as Knighting Day. The princesses Cassiopeia and Aurora both went along with their father, the king, down in a gilded carriage pulled by pegasi to the earth kingdom to celebrate the knightings. It was a big deal in every kingdom for knights to graduate. Knighting day didn't happen very often in the sky kingdom because the sky kingdom has no interest whatsoever to war with any land walkers. They simply thought that they were better than land walkers. 

Cassiopeia thought it was silly to arrive in a carriage from the sky when they could just fly down. Every cloud walker did have wings, so why couldn't they fly down? She had asked her father about it and he always said “We are royalty, there's no need to do something as common as flying down.” She thinks he does it to make himself look better to other people. 

The ceremony started at 1 pm, and the cloudwalker family wanted to make an entrance so they arrived around 12:30 because everyone was already going to be in their assigned seating. Being the only other royal family, the cloudwalkers were placed relatively close to Monarch Salem and near the kneeling cushion. The knighting ceremony had dragged on for about 2 hours until a certain ravenette caught the princess’ attention.

“Jude, the Brave!” called the announcer. Everyone in the room looked up at the last person to be knighted. Cassiopeia couldn't help but stare at this stranger’s dark colored eyes, and the way the sun emblem on his helmet shone underneath the light of the large chandelier. His soft looking wavy, black hair framed their angelic face perfectly. Ohhh, dear Cassiopeia was falling in love, with a land walker no less. 

Jude was petrified. All these people staring at them, he didn't know where to look so he just stared into the eyes of the monarch as he walked down the aisle and kneeled on the cushion, ready to vow his life to the monarch.

“Jude, the Brave, do you vow to protect your monarch for as long as you shall live?” asked Monarch Salem. “I do,” he replied. Jude had caught the eyes of Cassiopeia and she wiggled her eyebrows at the poor knight who was already trying not to keel over, Jude was so embarrassed that he only caught the last couple of words Monarch Salem had asked of him. “... and protect your fellow troops?” Jude swallowed the lump in his throat and shakily gave his reply of “I do.” 

“May you serve your kingdom well and may good fortune be ever on your side.” put forth Monarch Salem as they used the flat edge of Jude's own sword to knight him. 

Cassiopeia animatedly clapped for Jude as he walked back down the aisle, off to the reception. She was going to have to meet him

#my writing #my ocs #jude the brave #princess cassiopeia #monarch salem

[darlingod]

Cardan was so real for giving up on life for a moment after confessing his feelings to Jude in tcp. He was like yeah, actually, maybe you should shoot me. Knife? Okay, whichever method you prefer. I respect your decision.

#I would too #he was so brave #he would not die looking like a lil bitch in front of his crush even if she was the one to kill him #Cardan when Jude kissed him instead: oh ok I REALLY respect this decision #Cardan respected it so much that he was willing to be under her command with the littlest hesitation 😭😭 #Cardan: oh now that we’ve kissed you want me under your control? bet #Cardan: great minds lol #the cruel prince #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #jurdan #me exaggerating but not #but am

[kylewalker-peters]

💛🖤

#I’m being so brave about it you guys wouldn’t get it you just wouldn’t understand #the bond between me and my English bvb guys is unbreakable #like they’re my GUYS #jude bellingham #jadon sancho

[butchez]

ik its been a while but i still cant believe how often rice would lose in those best carb polls its literally an essential nutrient

#''it has arsenic in it'' not brave! #jude talks

[uglyseasonmp3]

have to go to social security today. say a prayer for me

#i’m gonna be sooo brave (lie) #but i’ve been putting it off for too long i need to finish the name change things which is very exciting but. i’m scared #hey jude

[chloethiqueetresponsable]

Damn I can't believe Mitski wrote A Little Life

#I WILL SEE YOUR BODY BARE AND STILL I WILL LIVE HERE #I'm relieved i let my room tidy #a little life #book #books and literature #literature #hanya yanagihara #mitski #a pearl #I will is so Willem like hold my hand there's no need to be brave idk ??? and all the quiet nights you bear ??? #LIKE???? IF this not Will taking to Jude idk what it is ? #And a Pearl ???? A PEARL #SORRY I CAN'T TAKE YOUR TOUCH IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T WANT YOU !!! #YOU'RE GETTING TIRED OF ME AND ALL THE THINGS I DON'T TALK ABOUT is Jude struggling to tell his story yet always worrying that Will may liv #is such a Jude's thing too like

[sureallavnder]

mine - Theodore Nott

You and Theo had been dating for the best part of your time at hogwarts, now being in your final year everyone knew better than to flirt with you not because you were taken but because Theo would most likely beat them up.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

It was a dusty grey afternoon at Hogwarts and Theo had been gripping your thighs and waist all day. Finally taking a break to light a cigarette he turned around as to not hit you with the intense cloud.

But just as he did that, Ravenclaw Jude from your Transfiguration class beckoned you to come over and thinking nothing of it, as you knew him quite well, you told Theo you'd be right back and that you were just going to the otherside of the courtyard.

Thing is Theo knew better and waited to see if what he thought was about to happen would come true.

As you made your way over to where the Ravenclaw boy was leaning against the cold stone pillars.

''You look bloody beautiful'' he said quite bravely knowing Theo was staring at him intensley.

''...Thanks i guess'' you replied a bit confused

Jude made his way towards you aiming to put a hand on your waist.

You couldn't quite believe he was doing this especially with your boyfriend standing just across the stones.

Theo saw this move and after puffing from his cigarette to make sure he didnt kill the guy, stormed over. Spinning you round to face him, he grabbed your jaw with every intention, and forcefully pressed his lips onto yours roughly making out with you.

But Theo wasn't done his hand made its way to your ass and he gripped as hard as he could making sure to leave bruises for you to see the next day.

''mine'' he growled in your ear but loud enough for Jude to hear him.

With a huff the fed up Ravenclaw walked away.

''Theo what on earth?'' you questioned him.

''Well,'' he said thinking ''you're mine and he was hitting on you. Can't be letting anyone think they can get away with it... especially you.'' he groaned the last part to make it very clear he was going to teach you a lesson later.

part 2 18+

#harry potter fandom #harry potter #theodore nott x you #theo nott x reader #theodore nott headcanons #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theo nott

[ineedtoventaboutbooks]

Jude Duarte is first her MOTHER’S daughter, then Madoc’s

People always say Jude’s personality is a copy paste of Madoc, which to some degree is true. He raised her as a father and very much shaped her. But she was like that before too… just like her mother.

In TWK we get the snippet of Jude taking the training wheels off her bike and getting all bruised up while Taryn stuck to the side walks. And then in TCP we get Madoc’s short description of her mother as being clever and brave and unafraid if the face of Faerie.

She burned down the General’s house with a mother and unborn baby inside so she could get away. To protect the people she loved, Jude would have too.

So yes, Jude was polished by Madoc, but she was shaped first by Eva Duarte.

#jude duarte #high queen jude #the cruel prince #high queen of elfhame #the folk of the air #holly black #eva duarte #madoc #the wicked king #the queen of nothing #tfota spoilers #tfoa

[swayziiwriter]

Vulnerability | Jude Bellingham

summary: Jude’s exterior is often referred to as strong, confident, and well put together. But it all means nothing when he’s finally underneath your body in all his vulnerability.

WARNING: 18+, sexual content

NOTE: needy Jude is what I need in my life right now

Judes hips squirmed from under you once more, delicate whines producing from his lips as his hands tracked down their direction onto your hips. "Such a good boy for me” you teased slowly, his cock sinking further within you with each movement of your hips You felt his cum fill you up once more, his tip pushing it further inside of you, his length throbbing as it had the previous few rounds in the short stretch you had been fucking. However, the remnant of his seed that had seeped out had added an additional dose of pleasure that was bound to send you over the edge.

"That’s the second time you came baby. Filling me up with your cum so good.” Your voice delicate and arousing as you addressed him, hands pushed on his conditioned chest as he directed you all over, as though he was pursuing one more nut. "I think you can give me another one Jude, want it so bad”

As his teeth bit the skin against his bottom lip, he nodded, his brows furrowed in pleasure. His cock was unimaginably sore and he realized he'd been putting it through your tight walls three times prior, but in the end he was unable to stop.

The snugness of your pussy, how wetter you figured out how to get with all of his cum that laid within you, he adored the manner in which you rode him so carefully yet so awful; with a delicate flick of your hips, yet you never wondered whether or not to sink down on his length with a power that he merited, skin applauding against his from a pleasurable speed. He shouted out at your interest that he had his words, stammering as he whimpered out acclaims. "Fuck, definitely, i'm gonna cum in you again." Jude made the promise, his cock beginning to twitch in response to a throaty moan and a breathless sigh. “So good, this pussy so good to me”

As you got up, you smirked and leaned slightly back as you rode him from a different angle, one that was out of this world in terms of the pleasure it brought you both, while dragging your hips forward and backward. Your hand lifted shakily as you steadied yourself, arriving at down to rub at your delicate bud, and he watched you through weighty covers, legs shaking from under you from how close he was once more.

Your speed stimulated, groaning his name as your eyes never left his, and you knew from the way that his head drew further into the pad that he was not too far off. "It's practically shameful the way that you can't get enough of my pussy” you coaxed as he braved his high once more, a sweat-soaked wreck as he was more than overwhelmed.

Every last bit of his cock was delicate, pounding and jerking within you as he kept on spilling his seed; shudders running down your spine as you shouted out, whining as you felt your own delivery and revived your speed on top, the lower half of your body extending while he met you where you were and pushed from underneath you. He kept on pushing all through you gradually, in any event, when you fell onto his chest lost in your melodic groans before he pulled out, murmuring delicately when the tip of his cock tapped against your internal thigh; despite everything, he needed to be within you.

#Spotify #football #soccer #world cup #football imagine #imagine #football smut #mature reading #smut stories #oneshot #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham fanfic #football fanfic #real madrid #la liga #madrid spain #spain football #england #english #footballer #european football #championsleague #smut scenarios #hot footballers #smut #smut smut smut

[my-sweet-vxlentine]

uhh day 3-5 of inktober bc i forgor to post them :3

for day 3, i was inspired by @kristallpoesie 's plushia drawings bc he's so stinking cute

context for the drawings:

day 3- judas is fucking terrified of plushia

day 4- jude and neil are NOT friends

day 5- god, does jude hate reading maps

#my art #my ocs #inktober 2023 #jude the brave

[thejudeduarte]

Always "weak mortal" never "high queen of faerie" ~ Jude Duarte

Always "alcoholic spoilt prince" never "high king of faerie" ~ Cardan Greenbriar

Always "privileged prince" never"struggling" ~ Oak Greenbriar

Always "a monster" never "a child" ~ Suren/Wren

Always "the rebellious sister" never "loyal" ~ Vivi Duarte

Always "traitor" never "used" ~ The ghost/Garrett

Always "vivis girlfriend" never "heather" ~ Heather

Always "failure" never "brave" ~ Tiernan

Always "traitor" never "brainwashed" ~ Hyacinthe

Always "misunderstood sister" never "BiTcH" ~ Taryn mf Duarte

#yk I had to humble her #I hope all these make sense 😌 #jurdan #tfota #cardan greenbriar #oak greenbriar #jude duarte #the prisoners throne #oak x suren #the stolen heir #jude x cardan #queen suren #tpt #tsh #tcp #twk #tqon #fota #the cruel prince #the wicked king #the queen of nothing #the folk of the air #folk of the air #suren #wren #oak and suren #oakwren #the ghost x taryn #tiernan x hyacinthe

[deathsweetblossoms]

The Prisoners Throne thoughts

Spoilers beneath cut! Heads up for a critical review but a positive Jurdan review 😂

Also did anyone catch the Roiben and Kaye mention? It was subtle but it was there..

I’m a little all over the place with my initial thoughts on the whole thing, but here are my main takeaways:

The pacing was weak, especially in the build up (or lack of build up) to Oak’s discovery of The Ghost being the main poisoner of his mother. In the span of two chapters, Oak goes from incandescent rage towards Ghost and his sisters/family, to then processing all of that because of the Ghost’s death?

My issue here is we never really saw Oak talking to his family despite his POV lamenting that they avoid uncomfortable topics. He’s right. They do. And so I would’ve liked for a genuine heart to heart.

On the topic of the Ghost’s death — what the fuck? Also incredibly weak. We didn’t spend enough time getting to know Garrett for that death to be impactful in any way (unless you are me and you’ve been crushing on the Ghost for years). The attitude around the entire thing was so blasé that I genuinely thought he was going to be brought back to life in a few pages.. I just don’t understand what Holly was trying to do here.

Overall this probably needed to be a trilogy so she could develop more of these ideas, because even the romance with Oak and Suren felt a little off kilter to me.

Otherwise, every Jurdan scene was incredible. Cardan, despite his few appearances, carried this whole book on his back for me. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE OAK. The tragedy of his upbringing, the way he was supposed to have a happy childhood but was turned into a monster by Madoc is so bittersweet.

I think the abdication of being heir was solved a little too easily? But it did leave the door open for some speculation about a Jurdan baby 👀

I was right about the political problem being about the Undersea and I’m really wondering if she’s going to write that from Jurdan POV or from Nicasia.. so that’s exciting!

I wish we had more *Elfhame* in this book. Where was the magic of TCP? I just felt something was lacking and I can’t put my finger on what.

Suren having a rebirth moment like Cardan only adds to my criticism that Oak/Suren has too many similarities to Jurdan that I wish had been avoided — BUT. I love the imagery of it and I’m happy our monster girl got the happy ending she deserves.

A lot of these Cardan moments had me going absolutely insane — him protecting Jude? Him playing with Leander? Oak pointing out that Cardan is brave and picked up a sword to fight in the end as well? Omg!!

How do I feel? Weird. I’m NGL, I feel kind of strange about this book. Perhaps I need to reread the duology or the entire series.

Some other odd things I noticed:

Lady Asha is still alive and kicking it at court? Lol.

Oak thought Taryn was the kind hearted sister who wanted a gentler world

The amount of dead deer imagery (the deer heart in the Citadel, the dead deer on Madoc’s clothes) that made Oak feel ill at ease was equal parts cute and sad LOL. My sweet hoof boy 🥹

The removal of Valerian’s curse and the confirmation that there was, in fact, a curse. What does this mean for Jude going forward?

#the prisoners throne #jurdan #the folk of the air #tfota #oak greenbriar #the prisoners throne spoilers

[butchez]

i dont hate ryuji at all i just kind of a lot hate seeing him when im desperately searching for trans persona art. he does not belong in the lgbt community im sorry

#i really should just give up on looking for trans art in the most cis fanbase on earth but ..i crave it unforutneltetly. #i know nobodys ever gonna draw buzzcut sumi cos NOBODYS BRAVE but come on ...just a little estrogen for joker .........plwase #ik i complain about this like every month but well its needed badly #jude talks #persona lb

[uglyseasonmp3]

nothing quite like a 7am blazing saddles viewing

#called out of work for the first time today im so brave. and very sick #but now i have a whole day to fill so it’s sock time babeyyyy #(like knitting. gonna try to knit socks for real this time) #and blazing saddles time of course. what else should i watch #hey jude

[leviscolwill]

show me how

pairing: mason mount x f1 driver!reader

summary: mason brings you as his plus one to the ballon d'or ceremony and although you're both used to cameras, you still need each other to ease your minds. [wc: 1.4k]

req: i love ur jude x driversss but can we have mason and driver😔😔

contents: angst (reader has a panic attack), but other than that fluff, fluff, fluff ! established relationship, mason is a cutie patootie

note: okay this was supposed to be much shorter but i got carried away rewriting it at 1am 💀 but anyways !! first time writing for my boy (and definitely not the last) !! i hope you'll like it 🫶

now playing: show me how by men i trust (oncle jazz)

the beautiful dress you had on was probably not suited to brave paris' october wind. but your boyfriend and you had planned all of this for months already. you just flew out from the mexican gp as soon as you could and started learning the speech you wrote beforehand the moment you landed in paris.

you knew your presence at the ballon d'or ceremony was important to mason, he had a difficult time adjusting to his new club and you needed to be here for him.

you felt that was the least you could do, mason had been there for you during the whole season, facetiming you even when you were at the opposite end of the world and he needed to sleep.

your car wasn't as fast as your team had planned and all hope of a championship was close to none, the media started questioning your position within the team and whether or not you deserved a seat. safe to say, you went through a rough patch.

you were aware that coming here would give you a headache with all the questions coming your way on the red carpet. 'is your boyfriend a distraction to your career ?', 'do you think you're in f1 solely for diversity reasons ?', 'will we be able to see you on the grid next season ?' no. no. maybe.

actually, you weren't here only for mason. your pr team got you to announce the women's ballon d'or. you were extremely grateful for the opportunity, being a woman in a male-dominated sport like formula one forced you to advocate for equity and recognition of women in sports. and this was a great way to spread your message, a message you knew these players would relate to, they were also victims of sexism and misogyny in their sport after all.

however, you were still nervous, you hated public speaking and your hands were shaking at the sole thought of messing up your speech. for some reason, it was easier for you to talk in front of big cameras during races, even after a dnf, than at such an important event for a whole sport.

when you both finally got inside and were taken to your seats, you didn't even notice your leg starting to bounce on its own.

"are you okay ?" mason took your hands in his as soon as he noticed your stress.

"i'm fine, just a bit nervous" you lied. you were very nervous. you didn't know why, you've experienced worse in terms of stressful situations. hell, your job was a big stressful situation on its own.

you silently rehearsed your speech, while your mind helped you visualise everything that could possibly go wrong, exactly what you needed. falling down on stage, dropping the trophy, breaking it, stuttering during your whole speech, blanking out, passing out... all of this in front of a big audience with threatening eyes, an even bigger audience if you counted people in front of their devices, watching the ceremony.

all of these thoughts became too much for you to handle and you felt the urge to get out. obviously, you couldn't actually get out of here, you wouldn't forgive yourself for doing this to mason.

so you settled on going to the bathroom to clear your head a bit. the 'clear your head' part didn't work well though, as you felt tears well up in your eyes. the thought of your makeup running down your cheeks was enough to make you spiral again. thankfully, no one could see the scene unfold since you were confined in one of the stalls, sitting on a floor that was probably not clean enough for you to do so. you tried focusing on the conversation two girls were having just outside, praising each other's seasons.

you heard the door close, or open, you weren't able to tell.

"y/n ? are you here ?" you didn't expect to hear mason's voice.

"umm, this is the women's bathroom..." one of the two girls said to your boyfriend.

"i know... i'm looking for my girlfriend she's-"

"mase, i'm here." you slightly opened the stall's door for him to get in.

the bathroom stall was clearly too small for the both of you, so you were practically glued to mason.

"y/n... you should have told me how you felt." mason had a serious look on his face, which was quite unusual for him.

"i'm sorry, i didn't want you to worry. it's just... a lot for me, i don't want to mess it up."

mason's hands found your cheeks and made you look up to him.

"you don't need to put pressure on yourself like that y/n. i know you'll do great, you just need to tell this brain of yours to stop working overtime." his arms engulfed you in a big hug.

"no, don't hug me... i'm all snotty." you whined, trying to push him away, in vain.

"i love you even when you're snotty." he said, peppering kisses across your face.

"so cheesy."

"you love it though." he said chuckling. he was right, you loved it when mason was overly cheesy, especially when he did so to comfort you after a bad race or in moments when you simply needed him.

mason cleaned up your makeup after comforting you, and you went back to your seats hand in hand, a smile on both your faces from the intimate moment you both shared.

when you were taken backstage just before the announcement, you felt anxiety creep up again. this time mase wasn't by your side, but his words were. this was all in your head, you just needed to deliver your speech. that's it, nothing would go wrong.

you stepped on the stage with mason's words still ringing in your head when you felt hundreds of eyes on you.

the voice in the back of your head was wrong. everything went perfectly, you even caught mason's sparkly eyes when you were done announcing the women's ballon d'or winner.

getting back to your assigned seat, mason immediately congratulated you, kissing your cheek.

"you did amazing. god, you were amazing."

you were grateful for the room's shitty lightning, because mason didn't need to notice the way your cheeks started to flush at his words.

"thank you mase, i don't think i could have done it without you."

"stop saying nonsense. you did everything yourself." it seemed mason wasn't aware of how much his words, as simple as they might have been, along with his presence, were key factors in you actually pulling up to the stage. but debating with your boyfriend on such subjects was useless, so you let him believe what he wanted to.

the two of you spent the rest of the night chatting with each other in half-whispers, sometimes getting little 'shhhhh's from the audience. even though your anxiety was long forgotten, you still felt relieved when the ceremony ended. but getting home from the packed location was another issue you didn't plan.

you didn't know if you were thankful your hotel room wasn't that far from where the ceremony was held, or if you hated it. your heels were absolutely killing you and you didn't feel like walking in them, even for 200m.

"you look like a baby giraffe right now."

your boyfriend always had the right words to cheer you up, didn't he ?

"shut up. these shoes will actually be the death of me." you looked up at him with glassy eyes, hoping he'd get the message.

"i'm not about to give you my shoes y/n." his words made you sulk immediately.

"i could give you a piggyback ride to the hotel though..." you could hear mason's smirk in his tone, you knew he wouldn't do that for free.

"what do you want ?"

"a kiss." he simply said pointing at his lips.

you quickly pecked his lips, expecting your piggyback ride.

"what was that ?"

"a kiss ?" you answered, stating the obvious.

"surely not. put your heart in it will you ?" his comment made you roll your eyes but you complied anyway. you felt mason's hand sneak to the back of your neck deepening the kiss. after a few seconds, you realised you were kissing in the middle of paris' streets. you pulled away and hit his chest in false annoyance. which quickly dissipated once you were on his back, your aching feet silently thanking you.

"you're a menace." you said, although you were smiling at his antics.

"i'm your menace."

#sometimes creativity strikes when you're about to sleep #i hope the mason girlies liked this !! #mason mount one shot #mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #mason mount x you #mason mount x y/n #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fluff #mason mount blurb #mason mount drabble #football drabble #football one shot #football fanfic #footballer imagine #football imagine #football x reader

[mountttmase]

You Know I’ll Always Be Here

Note - just a cute little fic cause I love my man 🥺 nothing United related just in case you need a break but thank you to the anon who requested it. I really hope you like it and I’d love some feedback 🩷

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 2.4K

Warnings - fluff

Your heart sunk as the final whistle blew, England had lost and were not advancing to the finals. This was supposed to be their year and now it was all over.

Your eyes were trained on Mason as he made his way around the pitch to hug everyone, putting a a brave face and making sure the rest of his team were okay before he fell to his knees, chest against the grass and he buried his head in his arms.

Your heart broke for him, having never seen him look so defeated before. Usually he was good at keeping his emotions in check until the pair of you were alone but he obviously couldn’t do it today and all you wanted to was run to him and comfort the boy you loved in anyway you could.

Mason also says felt like he’d never done enough after games like today, but right now you didn’t think he could of given anymore. After a goal and an assist in extra time it still wasn’t enough to send the three lions through and everything he’d worked for was now in tattered pieces around him.

‘Y/n, you coming?’ Lauren asked holding her hand out to you and you took it quickly, following behind her and baby Jude down the stairs towards the pitch.

‘Wait, where are we going?’ You asked as you followed her down to the sidelines but you could see what was happening before she spoke, watching the as the players family members filtered onto the pitch to pull their loved ones into a comforting embrace to try and soothe their pain.

Your eyes caught Debbie’s as you made it to the bottom of the stairs and you made your way over to her and Tony, pulling them both into a hug and you could sense their disappointment from their faces. Normally you would sit with them but Lauren had asked if you could sit with her today to help look after baby Jude and you couldn’t pass up the opportunity of spending time with your favourite little boy.

‘Shall we go over then?’ You asked them both and you felt Tony place his hand on your shoulder whilst giving you a knowing look.

‘You go, love. I don’t think he’ll want to be crowded and he probably just wants you right now. We can speak to him after’ he reassured you as Debbie squeezed your hand.

‘Give him a kiss from us’ she laughed and you gave them both a quick hug, thanking them for trusting you with their little boy’s happiness like they seemed to be doing. You knew it must of been hard for them but they also knew what was best for their son and what he probably wanted right now, your heart hammering at the thought of being Masons trusted person.

‘Are you sure?’ You breathed but they reassured you it was fine, and you trusted that they knew what Mason needed more than he did so with one last hug you made your way back to Lauren so you could find your boys together.

Just as you’d predicted, Mason and Dec were close to each other. Dec patting Mason on the back as he lay on the floor still and your heart broke as you saw him still down and so defeated. Sure games hadn’t gone his way in the past and you’d comforted him when he was upset but this seemed different and you had to pull yourself together before making your way over to be whatever he needed.

‘I’ll go get Dec’ you told Lauren, making your way over to the pair of them and Decs head shot up as he felt your presence. You could tell he was sad as he stood up, having known him for a while you could read him like a book just like Mason as they shared so many of the same mannerisms and you pulled him into a quick hug as you patted him on the back.

‘I’m so sorry, Dec. You played really well’ you told him and he looked down at you with an appreciative smile, eyes a little glossy and he finally started to let his walls down.

‘Thanks, y/n’ he laughed, ruffling your hair slightly before nodding over to your crestfallen boyfriend. ‘I’ve tried talking to him but he’s not moving’

‘It’s fine, I’ll sort him out. Thanks for looking out for him Dec’ you smiled as you looked down it him, Lauren coming over to join the pair of you as he wrapped his arm around her a stroked Jude’s head softly.

‘Come on Dec, your parents are waiting’ she told him softly and after a final group hug, you looked down to Mason who was still in the same place. You had no idea what to do, his head still buried in his arms as he laid completely still but the uneven rise and fall of his chest made your heart hurt even more than it was as you figured he must be crying a little bit. In the end you could only come to one conclusion and got down on the floor next to him, laying so your head was near his so you could eventually talk to him and run your fingers through his hair. It didn’t take long for him to peak up at you and your heart broke at the sight of his red glassy eyes.

‘What are you doing?’ He asked and you sent him a small smile to let him know everything was okay.

‘I could ask you the same thing, Mase’

‘You’re gonna get wet’ he told you, moving his arm slightly so he could see you better and your heart thudded as you took him in. The bridge of his nose was red from running about and he looked absolutely shattered. All you wanted was to bundle him up and protect him but it was a bit difficult right now. But the sadness radiating from him hit you like a train and you were ready to be whatever he needed.

‘It’s okay, I don’t mind’ you smiled, hoping to let him know everything was okay and you watched as he let down what little walls he had left up. His bottom lip wobbling ever so slightly as the first few tears escaped his eyes but he made no attempts to wipe them.

‘I don’t think I can get up’ he croaked and you felt sick at how upset he was. You knew if this game came to a loss then it would hurt but you could of never of prepared yourself for this.

‘It’s fine. You don’t have to, I can wait with you’ you told him softly, scratching over his head in the way you knew he loved and he shut his eyes as his whole body relaxed at your touch.

‘I really thought we could do it’ you heard him say softly as his eyes landed on yours. ‘I really thought this was our year’

‘I know, baby. You did so well and I know you don’t wanna hear it but I really am so proud of you’

‘I know’ he sighed, offering you a gentle smile and your whole chest warmed at the sight of him perking up a bit because of you. ‘Thank you, love’

‘Anytime. You know I’ll always be here’ you told him as he shut his eyes so he could focus on the feeling of your fingers. You were both quiet for a little while, Mason focusing on the feel of you fingers in his hair whilst the noise of everything around you died down.

‘Are there’s still lots of people about?’ He asked suddenly and you had a quick look up to see the place emptying out.

‘Most of the crowd has gone’ you told him, ‘just a few of your team are hanging about and some of the press. Don’t rush yourself though. We can go in when you’re ready, yeah?’

‘I love you’ he whispered, shuffling closer to you so he could kiss you gently. His hand coming around your waist so he could squeeze it as you cupped his jaw, running your thumb over his cheek gently. ‘Thank you for not telling me off and laying here with me’

‘Why would I tell you off’ you laughed before he kissed you once again.

‘Cause I’m acting like a big baby’

‘No you’re not. You’re upset Mase, and if this is how you wanna cope with it then I’ll always be by your side. Whether that be standing, sitting or laying down on wet grass. I’m here for you’

‘I love you so much’ he laughed kissing you again gently as he pulled you even further to him.

‘I love you too’ you smiled and you watched him take a big breath before shuffling back.

‘I’m ready to get up now I think’

‘Yeah? You sure?’

‘I’m sure’ he smiled, and you untangled yourself from each other before he helped you up, kissing your cheek just before you kissed his temple. ‘You always kiss me there’ he laughed as he linked your fingers together, walking the width of the pitch and over to the sidelines.

‘I know’ you laughed ‘you have a little mole there and it’s my favourite so I like to kiss it’ you told him, a slight embarrassed tone to your voice as you felt your face heat up at the confession. You’d never mentioned it before but you thought you give him a little something to smile about and by the look on his face it was definitely working.

‘Oh yeah? Do you know I have a favourite one of yours?’ He asked and you shook your head as you peered up at him. ‘Well I do. It’s on your upper left thigh, like just under your bum’ he laughed as you pushed your shoulder into him out of embarrassment.

‘Why?’ You laughed, hiding your face as he brought his arm around your shoulder.

‘Cause only I can see it’ he whispered into you ear ‘maybe later I can kiss it for you, yeah?’ He laughed and you rolled you eyes at him just before you reached his parents who pulled the pair of you into a hug.

Mason was quiet for the rest of the evening until you got home and he kept his promise of kissing his favourite mole of yours amongst other things. You thought he might not of been in the mood for anything once you got back but it seemed as if he just wanted it be in the comfort of your arms and after weeks apart he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of you. You didn’t mind and were willing to do just about anything to take his mind off of everything that happened and make him feel better.

The next morning you woke up with your head in Masons lap, his fingers raking over your scalp as he sat up against the headboard. You hummed at the feeling as you nestled down further into his thighs and you felt him shake as he laughed.

‘Hey’ you yawned, rolling onto your back so you could could look at him. His hand now holding you at your jaw as he stroked your cheek, a loving smile dressed his face as he peered down at you. ‘What you looking at’ you asked him quietly, noticing how his eyes kept looking over to his phone in his free hand, a warm smile taking over his face as he looked down at you.

‘There’s quite a few articles about me this morning, I’m just having a read’ he told you and you sighed in disappointment at him.

‘Oh Mase, I told you not to look at any of that stuff’ you scolded him, sitting up next to him so you could steal his phone from him but he didn’t let you.

‘Well why don’t you take a look before you start having a go at me’ he smiled, shoving the phone in your face so you could see what he had and you felt your face burn at the sight of the headlines you were faced with.

Back of the net: Mount scoring on and off the pitch

Princess of the pitch: Mounts girl steals everyone’s hearts as she comforts the distraught midfielder.

Sometimes even love lies down: Even mount couldn’t hide his emotions today after a cracking performance.

‘What’s all this’ you laughed, clicking on one so you could skim read it.

‘Well I think the media have fallen in love with you a little bit. They’re all saying how much of a lucky boy I am to have you. Not that I needed to be told, I already knew that’

‘There’s so many’ you laughed, reading down the list and looking at pictures of the pair of you face down on the pitch as you comforted him.

‘I love you’ you felt him whisper into your hair and you turned to face him with a shy smile. ‘I really do. I felt like shit when that whistle went yesterday and no matter who came over to me I just didn’t want anything to do with it until you were there. I’d probably still be laying there if it wasn’t for you’ he laughed before kissing your nose softly.

‘And I’d be laying right next to you’ you laughed before pulling him in for a proper kiss. ‘I’d do anything for you’

‘Me too’ he smiled, grabbing your thigh and pulling you onto his lap so you were straddling him. ‘Tell me what you want right now’ he spoke, lips trailing your jaw as his hands roamed over your bum. You clearly knew what he wanted but you loved to tease him in moments like this so set out to make him suffer.

‘Avocado toast’ you whispered and you felt him laugh as he pulled you closer to hug him.

‘Fine, I’ll go make you toast. But I’m having what I want to eat after’ he told you in a low voice, nipping your neck as you rocked your hips over him once. ‘You coming with?’ He asked before standing the pair of you up.

‘Looks like I don’t have a choice’ you laughed, following along as he pulled you with him out of the room.

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