13 Bookmarked Items in BottomPedri
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"Marcos is coming over, sweetheart." Ferran murmurs against his lips, almost taking advantage of the vulnerable state he just put Pedri in. "So, you can be in our room the whole afternoon, or, you can be a good boy and at least say hello to my friend."
The words make him feel guilty.
Maybe— Maybe he is judging Marcos too hard, maybe Marcos is just affectionate, maybe the way he looks at him is the way he looks at everyone. Maybe Pedri is just being paranoid, dramatic as Ferri would put it.
"Okay." Is all he can whisper.
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- Part 1 of angel's bottom pedri fics
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He felt like he should hate Pedri. At least, Jude was fucking him like he hated him.
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- Part 2 of judas x pedro
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"Pedri." He said, voice carrying just enough. "Come on, feed me, it’s my birthday. You have to indulge me."
He loaded a fork with a neat bite of sponge and frosting and held it out across the small space between them. A couple of the nearer players made immediate noise— whistles, laughter, someone saying "Come on, Pedri, feed the birthday boy!"
Pedri’s face went hot from the collar up, his ears burned, he stared at the fork like it might bite him.
"I— you can feed yourself." He tried, voice already smaller than usual.
Unai’s smile only widened. He didn’t retract the fork. "But I don’t want to, I want you to do it. Birthday rules."
Pedri’s hand trembled just enough to be visible when he finally reached out and took the fork. He leaned forward, and carefully offered the bite. Unai’s mouth closed around it slowly, his lips brushed the fork. His eyes never left Pedri’s. He chewed with deliberate patience, swallowed, and then—still watching—took the fork back from Pedri’s unresisting fingers.
"Your turn." He said, softer now.
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- Part 6 of angel's bottom pedri fics
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“Are you going to dance or just stand there?” Pedri asked.
“What’d you say?”
“I asked if you were going to—” His voice slipped away under the thumping bass.
Anthony’s hand landed on Pedri’s hip.
“Just come here,” He huffed. Anthony stopped short of pulling Pedri flush against him.
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Pedri wakes up with a strange feeling in his body, an imbalance he can’t hide. Between training, curious glances, and Ferran’s protective instinct, both must face an unexpected intimacy that will test their alpha-omega bond. A story of vulnerability, desire, and love that goes beyond the pitch.
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“I mean, it's pretty simple really. You start dating one of his brothers- not for real, obviously. Every frat has an end of semester formal,” Marcus explains, “He’d be seething if you showed up with one of his brothers, especially since he suddenly thinks he's better than you now that he's in the frat.”
in which pedri gets dumped, and one of his friends has a terrible idea.
it's also unfortunate that said terrible idea is the same person pedri had a disastrous blind date with last year
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Un universo donde el primer gol de España contra Bélgica lo marca Ferran Torres, y en la celebración anuncia el embarazo de su omega, Pedri.
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- Part 5 of Gay World Cup
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It was all his fucking fault. Shared heats were supposed to be the most common thing in the world—alphas and omegas using each other for nothing but biological satisfaction and pleasure. Yet, just because Jude attempted to be like everyone else, he had to go and fall in love.
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《Pedri llegó a alterar un equilibrio, y ni Jude ni Ferran hicieron demasiado esfuerzo por detenerlo. Cuando la tensión finalmente explota, no hay espacio para explicaciones; solo una necesidad voraz que los deja marcados para siempre.》
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When UEFA launched the inaugural Legacy Cup, a tournament forcing Europe's biggest leagues to form all-star teams, football's greatest rivals were suddenly expected to become teammates for a summer.
And there was no greater rivalry than Jude Bellingham and Pedri.
After three seasons of endless comparisons, El Clásicos, and quiet resentment building up, the two midfielders are thrown into the same starting eleven. The entire football world waits to see if they will dominate together…or destroy eachother first.
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Baby I'm crazy, I think I am sick do you feel me by Haerenbun
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF
30 Aug 2026
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"If you are considering Gavi's advice, I can help you," a wave of surprise flashes over Pedri before it's taken over Pedri before it's replaced by a smirk.
"Are you going to introduce me to someone," was Pedri getting closer? Anthony holds his breath.
"Or are you thinking of helping me yourself?" Pedri's voice has gone down an octave, he can hear the teasing in the tone.
"the second one," Anthony lets his eye fall into Pedri's lips, unknowingly tracing his own with his tongue.
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Anthony finally gets himself what he has been craving-
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“I might be willing to make you a deal.”
“What deal?” Pedri spits out. He doesn’t have a good feeling about where this is going. His chest feels tight, his heartbeat hammering against his ribs, too fast, too loud. There’s a sense of dread sinking low and heavy in his stomach like a stone.
“I'll let you go… if you let me fuck you.”
Pedri jerks back against his restraints, twisting to stare upwards over his shoulder in shock. His voice cracks with disbelief, convinced he must have misheard. For a split second he clings to the hope that this has to be nothing more than his brain playing tricks on him, but the look on the man’s masked face tells him otherwise. “What did you just ask me?”
The man leans in, the gleam in his eyes and the smug curve of his lips the only features visible. “I said, I'll let you go, if you let me fuck you.”
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“God, he always puts his music so damn loud, he'll end up deaf one day.” Pedri must have read his mind, because when he turned around, the blonde man was already looking at him, a cocky smile on his face, to which Anthony answered with an honest laugh.
“How do you always know what I'm thinking about?” Anthony said, obviously joking, between laughs. He was joking, with no other intentions behind it. That's what he told himself, at least.
“You're just easy to read Anthony.” Pedri answered easily, not a hint of teasing in his voice. “That's why it is easy to like you too.”
Anthony wasn't sure how to answer that, but he was sure the heat creeping up his neck might be enough of an answer.
Or: Pedri and Gordon bond on the bus back to Barcelona. Then they kiss.
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