Jobe Bellingham and Carney Chukwuemeka in Dortmund fanfic.

( Aftermath ) Set back at the very beginning of their encounter, when destruction became the start of everything and the seeds of love began to grow. This is the story of how The Nordic Beast learned to understand the true meaning of love for the first time, alongside the struggles of a dominant omega who was deemed "different" and ostracized, as he slowly clawed his way up to conquer the ladder of the football world. Their story is something neither of them could have ever imagined. Yet, through this very connection, they finally realized that they were born to complete each other from the start-destined solely for one another.

"Harry, please," Erling pleaded, his tough facade completely shattering as his voice broke entirely. "Just tell me. Are they mine? Are they mine and Jude's?" Harry stared at the giant striker, watching the sheer, agonizing desperation bleeding out of him. Harry opened his mouth, closed it, and let out a long, defeated breath. "For Christ's sake," Harry muttered, throwing his hands up in surrender. "Yes. They are yours, you absolute idiot. They are yours and Jude's. Now will you shut up before Theo tries to eat another sugar packet off the floor?" Erling froze. The world around him completely stopped spinning. His jaw went slack, his breath catching entirely in his throat as the words echoed in his ears. They are yours. Yours and Jude's. Before Erling could even process a single syllable, Jobe burst out laughing, slapping his knee as he pointed a finger straight at Harry. "Are you mental?!" Jobe cackled, shaking his head in absolute disbelief. "You actually just told him! You absolute idiot, you just spilled the entire secret like you're reading off a grocery list!"

love story between footballers ⚠️ everything is fiction

Football has always been simple: train hard, win matches, never let emotions get in the way. At least, that's what everyone told them. When two talented players end up on the same team, they're forced to work together despite clashing from day one. Every practice turns into a competition, every match into another reason to prove who's better. But somewhere between late-night training sessions, bus rides, shared victories, and heartbreaking losses, the line between rivalry and something more begins to blur. Falling for your teammate was never part of the game. And with scholarships, dreams, family expectations, and the fear of what everyone else might think, love becomes the biggest risk either of them has ever taken. Because sometimes the most important moments don't happen in the first ninety minutes. Sometimes, love begins in extra time.

Jude x Erling This is honestly just for me soooooo...., lowkey a bit toxic 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

"I'm sorry that we kicked you out of the World Cup." "You're sorry?", Erling said, searching for Jude and he was taken aback for a second before he nodded. Erling nodded in approval. "Let me fuck your mouth, then. Make up for it." Erling sat, legs spread, and tugged Jude down between them. Jude Bellingham x Erling Håaland Just some One Shots about Hallingham because recently I've become obsessed with them. Not impersonating. Smut and AU's are included, if you don't wanna read it, don't. No AI, everything is my own. Check tags for everything else.

Haaland gripped Bellingham's hand tightly to keep him from slipping away again. "Is that baby mine?" He asked with a serious look and a cold voice; he just wanted him to tell the truth for once. Jude bit his lip, refusing to speak, since Erling already had a girlfriend and a child. Making an adaptation in English, thanks to bluemeli_77

His mate's an alpha. He's an omega. Most think he is weak. But he couldn't be far from that. He strengthens the pack, defying the logic of status, and the fearful alpha couldn't cherish him more.

Winter is a boy, despite his unusual name, and he is the youngest brother of the Blue King alpha. On a funeral he is introduced to Conroy who happens to be his mate. The problem is that when they meet Winter is only thirteen years old, and has no plans on becoming some nobody's property. Against Winter's wish a fateful mark is made and Winter is his. Conroy is just like any other warewolf ecxept that everybody likes him. He is a calm and kind person but around Winter his temper goes off. They fight so horribly that Conroy leaves town, leaving his young mate behind. Seven years later he returns, but has the problems really solved themselves while he was away, or have they grown even worse? This story contains violence... and a lot of steamy gay sex ;)