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Oscar had thought that after the last season, this weird thing with Carlos was never gonna happen again. But then Australia happened. The burning disappointment, the shame, the sharp, familiar ache he hadn’t felt in months had him opening their text thread.
Now, though, after today’s fiasco, he needed it. And when he texted Carlos, the reply came within minutes.
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i know everybody changes, but i hope that we don't by gdgdbaby
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF
15 Jul 2026
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Erling's palms itched the whole match, it felt like. Hard not to when his body remembers what it meant when Jude used to score for Dortmund, every silly bet they'd made over stat lines. Aside from that, the only things that penetrated the oppressive humidity of July in Miami were the spikes of adrenaline as the tides of the match shifted and the sickening wrongness when Erling pulled something ten minutes into the second half.
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Erling's palms skate up beneath Jude's layers to press against the warmth of his bare skin, and it's like he can feel Jude's heart beating everywhere he touches, along his bony shoulderblades and the bellows of his ribcage. They don't see each other nearly as often as they used to — just the nature of being in different clubs, different leagues — but their bodies still speak the same language. That kind of knowledge never really goes away, no matter how long it's been.
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"Jude," Erling says, tone contemplative.
"No," Jude replies preemptively, even as his cock jerks between them.
Erling laughs, his eyes crinkling with it, and fucks into him once, harder, making Jude gasp and grab at the sheets. "You don't even know what I was going to say."
"Yes I do." Jude's voice comes out wrecked, and they've barely started. Embarrassing. "You're gonna make me say things."
or: a series of lessons in intimate communication
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16 Jul 2026
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"I miss you," Erling says, lower, quieter. "All the time. Is that what you want to hear?"
Jude nods, shaky, and Erling kisses him, and Jude’s back arches. Erling groans into his mouth, pace picking up, and Jude wraps around him, arms, legs, everything, pulling him impossibly closer, needing the weight, the pressure, feeling like he needs to be pinned under him or else he might fly apart.
"I miss you too," Jude pants against his lips, barely a whisper, "I miss you so fucking much, you have no idea–"
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Google, how do I tell my former teammate that I've seen the tweets about him being an omega and I'm really confused?
Or—an iMessage style fic about the joys of the general public discussing rpf.
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have i upset you
are you a distressed omega?
will this affect your pheromones
asking for the sake of the game
what is wrong with you
genuinely
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In the five days between beating Mexico and facing Norway in the World Cup quarter-finals, Jude Bellingham is supposed to be recovering, practicing, and studying how to stop Erling Haaland.
Instead, they're texting.
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“Are you seriously FaceTiming the enemy?” Patrick said. “Morning of the match?”
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An impressive bruise blooms on the side of Buck’s pale neck. A few more cluster further down to his collarbone on both sides. Though hidden, his thighs present an impressive tapestry too. The taste of sex and sweat lingers like a sweet memory.
Eddie leans against the door frame, head resting on the wood. When Buck snaps his wide-eyed attention toward him, finally sensing his presence, Eddie starts to grin. Too many quips build at the back of his throat; he opens his mouth.
Only for Maddie to pop up from behind the refrigerator door with a shocked, “E-Eddie?”
(or Maddie probably, definitely regrets not calling Buck first before stopping by)
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12 Jun 2026
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Cocking his head and setting his full attention on Maddie, Buck asks, “So what do you want to hear? That after Eddie kissed me first, we spent all night making passionate lov—”
“Ah, ah, no, nope,”