Im Going To Start Writing Franco Fics Because, As An Argentinian, The Way Yall Use NEUTRAL Spanish For

dream a little dream of me...

...the one where chan arrives home just in time to kiss you to sleep.

this one is for @knowbites <333

chan and his big feet try hard, but they're never really quiet. you hear him before the door clicks like it’s trying not to wake the house. considering the house has you and a little black cat inside, its already up.

you roll over, one eye barely open, the other still dreaming.

there's a rustle, a sigh, the sound of a jacket hitting the back of the chair, a whispered swear under his breath when he hits his toe against a piece of furniture. classic chan.

he enters the space where you lie and immediately steps into the bathroom, fresh clothes tucked under his arm. the shower starts with a soft spray, steam curling under the door like it's saying hi. like it's chan's way of saying he missed you.

you let your arm flop across the empty side of the bed.

warm now, because you always leave the blanket turned down for him.

like a note.

like: come home soon, okay?

he does. eventually. because home means you.

he pads into the room with damp hair and tired bones and that goofy boyish smile that shows up just for you because he knows you're awake.

“hello, mysterious lump in my bed,” he whispers with a giggle.

“are you accepting snuggles or are you strictly here to haunt me?”

you stretch one arm out without opening your eyes.

“bring offerings first.”

“what kind?”

“compliments. forehead kisses. percy.”

the black cat, as if summoned, meows sleepily from the foot of the bed. the kind of meow that says he's disappointed by chan's attempt at keeping it down when he entered the house.

chan gasps.

“betrayed by my own son.”

you giggle, and that’s all it takes for him to crawl under the covers, a little cold and a whole lot adorable, wrapping himself around you like a sloth that missed you all day.

“why do your toes feel like icicles?” you mumble, letting him settle into you.

“because i walked through the tundra to get to you.”

“baby, you parked in the garage.”

“emotionally, it was a tundra.”

you let him press his face into your neck and inhale dramatically.

“you smell like the lavender detergent," you mumble without having to sniff him closely.

“you smell like sleep and the leftover scent of your conditioner. and love. and also possibly… cat fur?”

“he sheds when he’s proud,” you yawn before kissing chan lazily. “you should’ve told him he was handsome.”

“i did. he blinked at me slowly. i think i’m forgiven for the tuna thing from monday," he mumbles against your lips, very dedicated to the kiss and telling you about percy's recent behaviour towards him.

chan shifts closer, lips now brushing the shell of your ear.

“did you miss me or just the foot warmer function?”

“mostly the foot warmer. but also your stupid jokes. and your arms. and that thing where you kiss my shoulder like it’s the most interesting place in the world.”

he kisses your shoulder now, slow.

“it is the most interesting place in the world. all the best dreams start there.”

you giggle again, sleepy and full of that dumb, glowing joy that makes your chest feel fizzy.

he rubs your back lazily, half a circle, then stops before kissing the corner of your mouth.

“i told hyunjin i missed your laugh and he told me to write a poem about it and sell it on etsy.”

“i would buy that. do you think it comes with a scented candle?”, you ask against his lips.

“probably in the scent of ‘emotional stability and forehead kisses.’”

“i love you all silly and tired like this.” you whisper, sinking into him as your words start to slur with sleep.

he smiles into your hair, kissing your hairline now. god, this man and his kisses will be the death of you.

“same. now go to sleep before i start reciting sonnets in my worst australian accent.”

you snort, already half gone.

outside, the city hums like background music.

inside, he holds you like a pillow he never wants to give back.

and just before you drift completely, you hear him say, quiet and grinning:

“goodnight, lovebug. dream a little dream of me. featuring lots of making out. and percy.”

you fall asleep with a smile. like you always do when you're in his arms.

𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐩𝐠𝟏𝟎

pairing: pierre gasly x fem!reader

summary: All the love she ever knew was one that hurted and burned but at a Parisian coffe shop on a wednesday she realized that maybe that was not all that love had to offer.

warnings: some angst mentioned because of the subject of the song.

notes: hey! my first story for the eras masterlist is finally here, so sorry it took me so long, i had a bit of a writers block, hope you enjoy it, also remember that if you want to ask for anything the requests are still open <3

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Took a deep breath in the mirror

Her apartment felt lonely now that he was gone, she was so used to the always present sound of his voice or some football match none of them paid attention to that now, in the quiet of her bedroom she also felt lonely.

Y/N felt as if a part of him was still trapped with her in that apartment, his things were still there and his smell on the shirts lingered as if they had been worn only a few days ago. It was unhealthy, she knew, that to keep reminding herself of him and what they could've been was probably one of the most self-destructing things she could do, but her mind just couldn't do anything else but go to the back of her mind and bring out memories of them.

She had spent hours looking at their room, now only hers; the feeling of his hands on her body still lingered over her every day. But she knew she could not hold that lifestyle for much longer because people would start worrying and she hated when they asked about her life; she thought she could solve her problems on her own with no help needed from anyone.

He didn't like it when I wore high heels

But I do

But ironically she found herself accepting the proposal of her friend to have a date, a blind date with a guy she had never met before and whose only information she had was his name, Pierre. She didn't really have good luck with the french but Y/N reminded herself that she needed it, she needed to meet new people, hiding away from the dating world and encapsulating herself in the same routinary life couldn't happen anymore.

Lily had set them up for a coffee date. While Y/N ended the last touches of her makeup and looked at the clothes she could wear, she put as a background sound, which was always needed, the multiple five-minute long audio messages she had sent. Where she told her trivial things but just one thing truly stuck around; "Wear your favorite shoes, those heels you love, the black ones"

Y/N stared at herself in the mirror, she could only see her face and top as she bent down to check her makeup. Taking a deep breath in, she sat on the edge of her bed and slipped her black shoes on. And in the action, she remembered how he didn't like it when she wore high heels, and the hour-long arguments about what she liked and what he didn't like her to wear.

She shook her head slightly with the intention of blurring out those memories and got up from the wine-red sheets that decorated the twin-size bed and started pacing around the room, thinking about all the possible outcomes of the date and trying to find the courage to go.

. . . . . . .

The weather in Paris was not the best on those days, it rained too often for her and her hair's own good and even when she told herself that the cold days were not that bad, they were. The cobblestone streets were still humid from the midnight rain of the prior day, making her do an effort to get to the cafe without slipping on them. Her shoes click-clacked on the sidewalk's grey tiles and stopped when she reached the corner of it where a small coffee shop stood.

Y/N took a deep breath in and walked inside, the chime rang inside the small cafe, a few heads turning to look at her hastily before focusing once again on their prior actions. It wasn't too crowded, usual for a Wednesday afternoon. A warmness hugged her when she stepped in, the heating of the place suddenly replacing the before feeling of coldness.

Walked in expecting you'd be late

She was six or seven minutes late, used to her ex-boyfriend always arriving late to the dates he planned but reproaching her when she showed up a few minutes after the clock hit the hour they had agreed upon. She didn't know how she was supposed to know who the guy was, her friend didn't even give her a physical description of him.

Y/N approached the counter and quietly asked for a Latte and a Croissant. While she waited she looked around, paying attention to the people, imagining their lives, what they worked as if they had studied something and what, and then she moved on to the furniture, the trinkets that decorated empty parts of shelves and the antique tables covered by sheer white tablecloths.

"Order for Pierre" She heard who she assumed would also give her the order say, the name made her head turn, and right there was when she connected with probably the most beautiful pair of blue eyes she had ever seen. He was now looking back at her probably after feeling her stare.

But you got here early and you stand and wave

I walk to you

As she approached him, Y/N couldn't help but realize how handsome he was, Lily had told her that he was but she didn't imagine it. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle under the rays of sunshine that faintly reached his face also making his hair seem blonder.

"Hey, this is weird, I'm sorry I'm not the best at blind dates but, I'm Y/N, Lily's friend." She said and as the realization that she was the girl he had been waiting for settled in he warmly smiled, making Y/N's nervousness slightly dissipate.

"Ah, yes, bonjour Y/N. It's great to finally meet you, truly. You are even more gorgeous than I imagined" Her cheeks flushed as the words left his mouth, the man in front of her offered his hand to her to shake and she accepted gladly.

They both sat down at a corner table beside one of the windows. The conversation started rather awkwardly, as most first conversations on blind dates do but both of them easily connected, faster than she thought they would.

"So, how do you know Lily," He asked before taking a sip of his cup "She's the first person that I friend-shipped I guess, when I first got to Paris" Pierre nodded, noticing that she was going to keep talking, not wanting to interrupt her. "How do you know her?"

"Well, she's the girlfriend of a friend of mine and, by the way, she talked her tongue out about how amazing you were, that's how she convinced me to come" She laughed at his words, Lily could certainly be a lot sometimes "Yeah, she was like that with me too, I haven't dated in a while so when I told her I was coming she was more excited than me" He laughed at her words "Not like I wasn't excited to come you know she was just super happy I am excited yeah but-" Her rumbling was rapidly stopped by his voice that told her not to worry and he understood what she meant.

And you throw your head back laughing

Like a little kid

As they chatted Pierre couldn't help but notice the way Y/N's eyes sparkled each time she talked about her passions, making him want to know more about the girl, to explore every inch of her mind and soul, something he hadn't felt about anyone ever, especially not on a first date, and Y/N couldn't help but notice how he laughed at her jokes and didn't roll his eyes at them like he used to do each time she did or said something relatively funny.

We tell stories and you don't know why

I'm coming off a little shy

But I do

While the chat went on she found her heart skipping a beat when he laughed or touched her hand that was resting above the table and she began to feel a sense of hope in his words, Pierre's presence warmed her wounded heart, and found herself opening up to him in a way she hadn't with no one else, not even her stupid ex-boyfriend.

I think it's strange that you think I'm funny, 'cause

He never did

"Sometimes my mind wonders if I will ever find love again you know." She confessed, and their conversation had turned to a deeper tone now. "But also starting something from scratch is so hard"

"Trust me, I know the feeling ma belle" The nickname made her blush "But I'm certain that sometimes love comes knocking on your door so suddenly you don't even realize it"

I've been spending the last eight months

Thinking all love ever does

Is break and burn, and end

As the afternoon set in and those who had entered the cafe while they talked had left she realized she had never felt that way before about anyone on a first date, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him in a way.

Their conversation continued until the cafe started to close, obligating them to leave, but they couldn't end it there, and as if it was natural they left the cafe still talking and what was supposed to be a two-minute-long walk to her car turned into a walk around the city; they strolled through the cobbled streets laughing and chatting

And we walked down the block, to my car

And I almost brought him up

But you start to talk about the movies

That your family watches every single Christmas

Both of them ended up sitting alongside the Seine River watching the water flow past them. They enjoyed the comfortable quietness of the moment. Eventually, Y/N turned to him and said "I have to admit, I was nervous about this date, I haven't been to one for a while, but in all seriousness, I'm really glad I came."

Pierre felt a warmness in his chest as she pronounced those words. He knew he felt the same way she did but he couldn't find in his mind the right to express them verbally. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her lips, softly, to which she quickly responded in the same way.

As they pulled away from the several-second lasting kiss, Pierre whispered "We should go on a second date after this, right?" She giggled and nodded before kissing him again.

And I want to talk about that

And for the first time

What's past is past

They both now knew that their blind date had been something they would never regret and the start of an endless connection. And they were also endlessly grateful to Lily for setting them up, who by the way, would never shut up about how it was thanks to her that they had happened.

They found love in the most unexpected of places, and they knew they would cherish it for a long time.

But on a Wednesday in a cafe

I watched it begin again

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loved your Beckham!reader instagram au! could you do a Messi!reader one (maybe even post we?) anyways, love all your insta sis they’re literally the best quick reads ever

Carlos Sainz x Messi!Reader - Social Media AU

y/nmessi posted a story

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y/nmessi this weekend did a pretty good job at winning me over

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carlossainz55 including me?

y/nmessi wear a messi jersey to the next race and the answer will be yes

carlossainz55 there’s some lines i just can’t cross

scuderiaferrari so can we consider you a ferrari fan now?

y/nmessi still to be decided depending on what carlito does next 😉

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y/nmessi i might not like his choice of team but he does have some redeeming qualities

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carlossainz55 thank you i think?

y/nmessi it’s a complement … mostly

carlossainz55 i’ll take it for now knowing your stubbornness

y/nmessi if i’m stubborn, you’re even stubborner

carlossainz55 that’s not a word

y/nmessi see what i mean?

saintlysainz like his abs

feralferrari and his thighs

chillipepper and his face

y/nmessi yes, yes, and yes. plus it doesn’t hurt that he can make a mean paella

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carlossainz55 opposites really do attract

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y/nmessi the comfiest pillow 🫶

charles_leclerc “opposites” he says

landonorris carlos acts like they aren’t pretty much the same person outside of their football fandom

y/nmessi but football is life so we are opposites where it matters

carlossainz55 exactly! y/n gets it

charles_leclerc you just proved our point

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carlossainz55 recharging in the city of love

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leomessi fue genial conocerte, che

*translated from Spanish it was great to meet you, mate*

carlossainz55 avísame cuando estés libre para venir a una carrera. me encantaría recibirlos a todos

*translated from Spanish let me know when you are free to come to a race. i would love to host you all*

y/nmessi look at my two favorite boys getting along 🥰

mbappemclaren my worlds are colliding 😵‍💫

offsidef1 this is my multiverse of madness

y/nmessi

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y/nmessi mi amor ❤️

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carlossainz55 come back to the garage

y/nmessi i haven’t even been gone for five minutes. the line for gelato is really long

carlossainz55 but i need my y/n time before the race

y/nmessi you will get your y/n time when i get my gelato

leomessi don’t try to fight her when it comes to sweets, dessert will always win

f1wagupdates them getting together is still a crazier plot twist than anything in game of thrones

messinews i feel like i’m in the twilight zone every time they post about each other

☆; rules for requests

- i write mainly fem!reader and gn!reader which are what i feel comfortable writing

- please don't send requests for shit like 1ncest, ped0philia, noncon, r4pe and others on that same trail.

- if you have any doubts about what/who i write or don't write about send me an ask before requesting

- i may write nsfw in the future so if you are a minor dni with posts that include nsfw

- and last but not least, my first language is not english so if you wanna correct any mistakes in my writing be kind :)

☆;who i write for ! (i will probably update this list a lot)

;f1 fernando alonso ; carlos sainz ; jenson button ; mark webber ; kimi raikkonen ; sebastian vettel ; max verstappen; alex albon ; oscar piastri ; charles leclerc ; george russell ; franco colapinto

;youtube jschlatt ; ted nivison ; charlie slimecicle ; johnnie guilbert ; jake webber ; tara yummy ; hasanabi

;jackass johnny knoxville ; steveo ; chris pontius

;other hazel callahan (bottoms);

dominic sessa covers the spring 24 issue of wonderland magazine, photographed by cody lidtke 🩷

and my man thank you to my man part 2 here

I'm at like two hundred notes in the ts masterlist wtf, thank youu <3

Jake Webber x rockstar reader

OMG I LOVE THIS !

also, remember that requests are open !!

jake webber x fem!rockstar!reader

You guys totally meet at a gig your band does at some random venue in LA.

He has been listening to your music for a while but had never gone to a show

When he finds out your band is performing at like sunset strip he is getting tickets right away

He's dragging Johnnie with him too

After some songs, he ends up front row right infront of you

Literally a wattpad story, you would find yourself looking right to him throughout the entire show.

You wink at him from stage, and he literally thinks he is hallucinating.

He leaves the venue to smoke a cigarette of course while Johnnie is probably fixing his hair in the bathroom

When you come out of the venue you see him leaning against a wall and you knew that was your chance

You go up to him and start chatting with him while your bandmates wait up for you

You guys end up exchanging numbers because besides from super cute he was hilarious too

You probably text him first because after two days he doesn't text you

He didn't text you because he was literally afraid of fucking it up

But when he gets your message, he is relieved

If you hadn't felt a connection before, you definitely felt it now.

You hang out like three or four times a week usually just listening to music and talking about life

Never getting bored of each other's presence

When you finally get together, both of your fans can't believe he pulled you

For real surprised

But the moment you both record a vlog eating food in his car everyone is obsessed with your dynamic

Everyone thinks you are so cute

Writing love songs all the time about him and being super obvious about it

Getting him and his friends free tickets to your gigs

Going to classic rockstar parties but never leaving each others side

He WORSHIPS you, like every little thing you ask him to get you he is doing it right away

You BETTER expect him at every single gig your band does, he will be there, backstage, front row doesn't matter

Surprises you on your anniversary when you can't make it because you are touring around the country

All in all a perfect relationship, he is your number one fan boy.

So I know it’s just a joke….but I’m kinda living for the Alonso/Taylor thing that’s happening right now. How hilarious would it be for Taylor(YN) to lean into it??? We know that Lewis is kinda a Swiftie or a least would run in similar circles; she reaches out and is like can I send flowers to congratulate him for P3 in Aus, since they’re “dating” just as an unhinged joke. And then it turns into Alonso jokingly inviting her to a race (we know he’s been on a SM run lately) and it just turns from a joke into a not joke. And Fans have no clue when that is b/c they still think it’s just a bit😂

⁑ So It Goes — Fernando Alonso ⁑

Celebrity AU (social media AU + oneshot)

Pairing: Fernando Alonso x famous!reader (Taylor Swift face claim)

Summary: A pop singer's world tour, a month-long break in the f1 season, and two fanbase's engaging in some harmless trolling lead to one of the most unexpected meet-cutes the internet has ever seen.

notes: i don’t know what’s been wilder; watching F1 fans breach containment in real time or getting the notification for this ask while thinking about this exact concept. Either way, thank you anon for this ask! Please enjoy the most unhinged thing I’ve ever had the pleasure of creating.

popgossip's story

Of all the things to be trending for today, this was by far the strangest. In your line of work, rumors spread like wildfire. However: Rumors, especially of the dating variety, were typically between yourself and someone who you were photographed or with who mentioned you in an interview. Being rumored to date a man who you barely even knew existed? Well that was new. Luckily, after being in the same social circles for years, you were able to call a rival driver of your alleged BF one of your closest friends.

Two days after your conversation with Lewis, you sat at your dining room table filing out the card. Writing a short message filled with congratulations and well wishes before signing your initials and setting the card aside. Before your judgement got the best of you, you opened the card again and scrawl your phone number in small letters across the bottom. You knew the chances of him contacting you personally were slim to none, but you wanted to extend the invitation.

Fernandoalo_oficial's story

Tonight was yet another performance in yet another city. Your driver dropped you off at your hotel and you made your way up to your suite. Still buzzing from the energy of a stadium full of fans, you weren't particularly sleepy but your body was exhausted. Somehow you willed yourself to take a quick shower before collapsing into bed. Wet hair and all. You pulled out your phone and clicked on the messaging app. Selecting the all messages tab, you began responding to the slew of messages congratulating you on another stellar performance. After 20 or so threads, you made it to the messages you had received earlier in your very busy week. Humming softly, you opened another one and automatically clicked on the keyboard before glancing back up towards the top of the screen.

It was kind and simple, but you couldn't help but smile as your eyes scanned over his words. Because most nights you were either traveling or performing, the outlandish rumor only made its way into your mind when you checked your mentions and saw that you were still being tagged in a fair share of related memes. You paused and mulled over your response. Typing and deleting over and over until you sent back a similar pleasantry to his. Closing the app, you locked your phone and let it drop down onto the bed beside you. Even if your conversation stayed like this, you were still a bit excited to get a response from him. You didn't know where Fernando currently was in the world, but you could only assume you were in different timezones.

As the next weeks came and went, your correspondence with Fernando had shifted from mostly uninvolved to warm and friendly. You learned that not only did you both find your situation absolutely hilarious, but you had a surprising amount of commonality. Including your sense of humor and a shared love of cats.

You and him had began to talk more and more. In between tour rehearsals one day, Fernando messaged you inviting you to the next race. You thanked him before joking about people's reaction if you were able to attend. Making a mental note to inquire about your schedule with your team.

Aside from the low drone coming from the drivers walkie talkie, the car was silent. Leaning your head against the window, you watched the clouds pass by from behind your tinted sunglasses. It not only a warm and sunny Sunday, but it was a rare day off for you. Soon, the car had slowed to a stop. Only moments later the door opened. Revealing your smiling agent, standing next to what you assumed was some kind of F1 press officer. You let the pair lead you towards the Aston Martin garage, followed distantly by your usual security guards. Stopping on occasional to take a selfie with your adoring fans. The further you walked, the more you felt the countless eyes on you. The one aspect of fame you could never quite accept: the near constant stares. Thankfully, as you entered the emerald green marked garage, you felt the stares fall away. Celebrities were no oddity in these areas.

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yourusername: A day to remember 💚

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betty31: HELP

user13: There's simply no way😭

forsainz4: THE RUMORS ??? ARE TRUE???

After the Grand Prix and a celebratory dinner with your new 2nd favorite driver, you once again set off to finish your tour. Despite almost always being on opposite sides of the world, you and Fernando never lost contact. In fact, you grew closer and closer. Your fanbase’s both catching on to your unusual friendship. By the time your tour was over, it was time to start writing and recording your next album. An album which, whether directly or indirectly, Fernando had plenty of influence on. Always busy, and endlessly tiring. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world, you both concurred dramatically over facetime. Late one night for him, mid day for you. It was on another one of those facetime calls that you finally spoke the thoughts that were beginning to weight heavy on both of your chests. An unspoken comradere, among many other things, had formed between you. It wasn’t long before you were mapping out what little spare time you had so you could spend it together in person. Neither one of you wanted to force anything, instead just letting whatever felt right to happen. Following the surprise release of your now completed album, you joined Fernando for a much needed period of rest and relaxation. And maybe it was the sun, the sand, or the fact you were a little wine drunk, but you were in the mood to cause a bit of drama.

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yourusername i'm starting to think it might not be a joke anymore

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yktsunoda: HOLY SHIT??

user64: IM LOSING MY MIND

fernandoalo_oficial El Plan ✅😎

lavender11: y/n please come get your man😭

user98: this is the most ambitious crossover event in history