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    Next time the World Cup rolls around Jude’ll be twenty-seven, and maybe the ‘C’ of England won’t seem as intimidating as it does today, but the Argentina game is here and now and so is Jude’s head.

    (Except for the tiny part that’s playing Erling’s text message from this morning on repeat. The ‘good luck tonight brush’ that said very little in one sense and very much in another. Very general-locker-room-talk in one sense, and very teach-me-your-native-tongue in another.)

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    31 Jul 2026

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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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    29 Jul 2026

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    the best fix you will evr read was written by an anonymous writer like WOW this moved me

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    “That’s fucking stupid,” Erling states, because it is. It’s incredibly unsafe to put someone down as an emergency heat partner without telling them, without asking them. Could lead to awful situations. Could lead to this.

    “Is it?” Jude asks, eyes wide. They’re wet, and they’re so deep you could drown in there. Could agree to almost anything if he just asked nicely. “You wouldn’t help me, if I asked?”

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    27 Jul 2026

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    i actually had sm fun reading this i was deadass joymaxxing the entire time

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    “Deku,” Kacchan’s lips brush against his. Not a kiss. Just their mouths, almost slotted against each other’s.

    Izuku swallows hard, squeezes his eyes shut, hums a response. Still shaking.

    Kacchan doesn’t answer. Just moves his hips. Pressing so he’s rubbing his clothed cock against Izuku’s. Pressing until Izuku can feel Kacchan filling out in his pants against his own dick past his shorts, his underwear and Izuku squirms. Grips the sheets beside him harder, sinks his teeth into the plump of his bottom lip and breathes.

    Kacchan’s voice is sharp, rasping when he whispers again, “I hate you.”

    Izuku’s eyes burn.

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    Or: The skies are too purple, water too warm on his skin, salty air tastes a little too sweet, and Katsuki Bakugou is a little too close to him. Hanging onto him a little too hard.

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    21 Jul 2026

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    this fic feels like a mitski song

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    Izuku gets sick. Katsuki, ahem… comes and takes care of him.

    or, I’ve been sick for weeks so I made Izuku sick too and for some reason this fic is an extended water metaphor

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    25 May 2026

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    NO BC HUUHHH this fic was so good i was so giddy the whooole time