Jude Bellingham X Male Reader

Jude Bellingham x male reader

Ahh this is the second one of the two requests! Thanks again for the request lovee!! Sorry if this doesn’t satisfies your expectations!! English is my 3rd language, so please keep that in mind ❤️ Comment if you would like to be on my taglist!

!!Important!!

Word count: too lazy sorry🤞

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Injured

No ones pov: (idk what to use)

You were shining on the field, 2 assists and 2 goals. It was save to say you where the star of the match. There was so much tension between all the players, you could feel it and you knew damn well everyone else felt it. You passed the ball to Mount.

Jude’s pov:

I was running on the field, seeing y/n passing the ball to Mount. But then for no reason a player of the enemy team decides to mistake y/n for the football. Resulting in y/n falling to the ground. “Shit shit shit” I whisper scream. I sprint towards him, this was bad.

Time skip — 5 days later

Y/n pov: (this shit’s difficult leave me alone)

I opened my eyes, not realising where the fuck I was. I look around and the first person I see is Jude, holding my hands. He doesn’t notice my eyes on him, so I squeeze his hands. “Wha- omg your awake.” He says in a soft tone. I really wanna talk but no words come out, just a smile. “wa hap end.” There’s coming some sort of sound out of my mouth, but not much. “You got injured really bad. You were in a sort of ‘coma’ but i never left your side.” He answered while chuckling at your broken words.

“Di d we win?” I ask, my voice still hurting. “Yes, but we lost to France.” He says while his voice breaks. “I really tried baby-” he immediately stops talking, realising what he said. Basically confessing his love for me. “It’s okay, if yu want to as me some thing, as k it.” I immediately said, so he wouldn’t apologise. “Oh, i uh. I kinda like you…” he awkwardly smiles. “Me too, si lly.” I said giggling softly.

“No, i like like you.” “I know, it s so obvi ous yo u do.” Without thinking i grab his face and give him a kiss on the cheek. I looked at him, he looked at me for a good 5 seconds. Then we started making out.

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What do y’all think 🤔 I love this so much. Hope you enjoyed loves!!

📩Request by @androgynousooogggwww

🏷️Taglist: ???

New x male reader Writer!

!!Repost!!

Hey, what’s up? Kai here, I’m a fairly new writer. English is my 3rd language, so please be kind with my grammar. You’ll mostly find me writing for:

Neymar Jr x male reader - Pablo Gavi x male reader - Jude Bellingham x male reader - Finely Burns x male reader - Joao Felix x male reader - and more…

Please don’t be shy to request. As this gives me more inspiration :)

Bye!!

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GN and Male Readers when they read an X Reader story when no specification of the Reader's gender and sees the words like, "baby girl" and "princess":

This is so me help😭😭😭

Hii!! So I noticed that in your works you always have the guys look "up" at y/n,do you picture y/n as a certain height ?

Hello. Indeed, I like writing the Reader as taller than the boys. I picture him at around 1.90m or around 6’4”. This is actually more of a lapsus on my behalf than anything else, because I’m honestly really biased and love this fantasy of being taller and stronger than a significant other, which is delusional, since I’m only around 5’6” so I’m shorter than all of the guys. Lol. Though I’m sure a lot of male readers could concur, especially us trans male readers. I also describe Reader as ‘wider’ and ‘stronger’ but I hope it’s vague enough for it to not necessarily mean muscular; I hope it can also transmit the idea that Reader could be a more fat person, if you want. I try to physically describe Reader as little as I can, so that more readers can see themselves represented. I actually think of Reader as bald lol, so that I don’t have to describe hair types.

Jude Bellingham x male reader

Tysm for the request love💗 hope this will satisfy your expectations! I’ll try to get the other one out very soon 🤗

!!Important!!

Word count: 335

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Pressure

Idk who’s pov, ig Y/N??? Lmk… Pov:

You knew, your boyfriend knew, everyone knew. The pressure was on you. You had to score if you wanted to progress to the semifinals. You felt the eyes of millions of people watching you.

After Jude (your boyfriend) scored the second goal of the match in the last ten minutes minutes. You knew you needed to score again, the team depended on it. So there you were standing, about to take a penalty because a player on the France team decided to mistake you for the ball. He got red, and you got to take the penalty.

It was the 90th minute. After a quick prayer you went for it. You went for a straight shot that completely messed up the goal keeper. You scored, you freaking scored. You immediately went on your knees crying put of happiness.

Jude’s Pov:

I knew the amount of pressure my boyfriend must have felt. After i scored we all knew who immediately felt the pressure to score, I wish he didn’t but that’s the way he is, it makes him unique in a weird way.

I see y/n put the ball down on the dot. All I could do is wait and pray. If he scored that goal, we would be a step closer to winning the world cup. I see y/n take a deep breath. “Come on baby, you can do this.” I whisper softly. He gets ready, and then… he unexpectedly went for a straight shot, he never does. And it’s a goal, he did it.

I see y/n get on his knees and cry, all I can do is rus to him, as fast as i can. “Baby, you did it!” I scream out of happiness. He looks up at me and stands up and puts his forehead against mine. “I did it, I freaking scored.” He whispered. At that point I really wanted to kiss him, but I can’t because Qatar is a religious country and I respect that.

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Sorry if this is short. I just felt like this was perfect. Again sorry for the bad grammar, English isn’t my mother tongue. Hope je enjoyed!! Comment if you would like to be on my taglist!

📩Request by @androgynousooogggwww

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Its giving “I’m difFerent” yeah no shit my writing’s ass when English is my 3rd language. At least when your going to hate, dont be such a pussy by literally going anonymous. And like most x male reader fics on this earth are with people that are straight. “Men aren’t shit” omg Emily you officially made your self look stupid. That your little boyfriend broke up with you and now identifies with being a homosexual and you feel like his test person, is the least of my problems. So don’t go around and hate on somebody else, little bitch.