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  1. Rec 73

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    defeat tastes of blood and honey. jude kisses his cheek anyway. (post-norway vs. england copium!! my haalingham heart is so well fed)

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    21 Jul 2026

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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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    20 Jul 2026

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    “I thought I’d feel fine playing against you, but I’ve been thinking about us all week and I can’t get it off my mind when you do shit like—” Jude cut himself off mid-ramble. “Like…”

    Erling reached out, subconsciously tilting Jude’s chin up with his fingers to make him meet his gaze. “Like?”

    Jude’s ears flushed pink, eyelashes fluttering. “Like—shit like that, Erling,” he whispered. “Don’t do this to me.”

    Or: Jude shows up at Erling's hotel room the night after the England vs. Mexico game. They talk, among other things.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    18 Jul 2026

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    The line goes silent. Dead silent, at least from Jude’s end. Erling hopes, prays, even, that Jude can hear him fucking his fist. That in whatever hotel bed he’s staying in, Jude’s fisting the sheets, maybe his cock, too, to the mental image Erling is painting for him.

    “Are you seriously doing what I think you’re doing?” Jude’s exactly where he wants him, back to the goal, locked onto him, and only him.

    “Depends,” Erling huffs. It sounds gruff, even to his own ears. “What do you think I’m doing?”

    or Haaland feels...inspired by recent social media trends to give his old friend Jude a call.

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    18 Jul 2026