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Lifeโs been chaotic and Iโve been hit with a huge writers blockโฆ
Anyone have any requests?
Feel free to use the comments or my asks if you want it anonymous, I can also be for any fandom! Ik I only have f1 & football but if Iโm being honest I donโt even know anything bout football (but I hope I did the players right and they werenโt *too* ooc) as long as you give me enough context I should be fine!
Lifeโs been chaotic and Iโve been hit with a huge writers blockโฆ
Anyone have any requests?
Feel free to use the comments or my asks if you want it anonymous, I can also be for any fandom! Ik I only have f1 & football but if Iโm being honest I donโt even know anything bout football (but I hope I did the players right and they werenโt *too* ooc) as long as you give me enough context I should be fine!
โ You never expected an F1 driver to become a regular at your quiet Monaco cafรฉ, but Alex Albon shows up every day and after a week of growing chemistry, he finally gathers the courage to ask you out.โ
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โ Monaco Barista !reader x Alex Albon โ
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โ id like to think ive written this with no y/n mention and no physical description of reader so its a g/n story, but i dont have any beta readers os its all up in the air rn, pls tell me if ive missed anything- im terrible at proof reading >.< // WRITTEN โ
You wake up to your alarm, like all other days, and open your curtains to let in the sun, which was just peaking from above the horizon.
Doing your usual morning routine that hasn't really changed since you bagged the job at a small cafe tucked within the streets of Monaco. It was simple and sweet, something to keep your bank account just above the negatives as you try to navigate the most expensive country.
As you commute to work your head no longer turns to see the likely sight of celebrities and rich tourists that are constantly roaming the streets and along the harbor that's covered with multiple yachts.The sea air hitting your nose as you turn the corner making your way to your work, its in a small cafe, the ones that the tourists don't really visit- not because its not good, just because some influencer with too many followers just hasn't came across it yet. You're forever waiting for the day you see one of those dreaded youtubers with their camera videoing your every move behind the counter, talking to their โfollowersโ, narrating every step you do like making coffee is some sort of exotic practice.
Your thoughts are cut short when you step into the cafe, the bell ringing announcing your presence to the other barista, Louis, and the few regular customers that are there immediately when the morning shift starts.
You throw Louis a quick smile while you go into the back, getting your apron and your name clip and clipping it on, making sure it wasn't awkwardly placed.
You get to work, settling into a routine with louis that looks almost like a dance to the onlookers, wherever you'd go he'd conveniently move out of the way just in time so you wouldn't walk into each other- it was a sill you'd both picked up on just by working so many shifts together, like a second nature.
One of your regulars came in, though he still went up to the counter to place his order, like it was his own routine that he liked to follow, you take his order with fluent french, your voice navigating the words like a master, no more slipping up on the simple greetings like before- now you felt truly localised, adapting to like in monaco like a fish to water.
You look up and someone catches your eye. Alex Albon, you recognise him instantly, not because you're a big fan of f1 or any motorsport for that matter- just because by living in Monaco you quite literally can't escape knowing the drivers.
He's wearing a simple outfit, in stark contrast to the locals around him, however he was definitely pleasing to your eyes, he walks with uncertainty- like someone had given him the wrong directions and he wasn't sure he was allowed to be in this place without permission. But as he gets closer to the counter you give him a small, polite smile, he raises his phone slightly looking down at it, his lips slightly curve around syllables he's obviously not familiar with, trying his hardest to order a simple croissant and coffee with sugar.
You laugh as he tries to bulk up his order with words that were just unnecessary,something, that if you didn't already clock him as a driver, would've outed him as not from there, if he was a local then he would've just simply asked for what he wanted with a simple please at the end, while he was currently trying to tell you way too many words to comprehend this early in the morning
โIt's okโ you say with a smile, he stops โyou speak english- oh thank godโ You nod as he tells you his order, in english this time. You ask him if he wants anything else, he asks you what your recommendations are and you stop to think about it, you think about the pastries that you would recommend to an f1 driver, your mind goes completely blank as you look up at him. He's looking at you with an almost admiration while he waits for your answer, you quickly blurt out a random pastry that hasn't been selling well these past days, and as you do he's staring at you like your words will grant him the ultimate truth of life and he must commit every one to his memory. He nods and adds it to his order. Once you serve him he walks out the door, not looking back a single time as your eyes are trained on him.
Feeling slightly lifted during the rest of your shift you eventually take your break. Picking one of your favourite pastries and sitting on one of the benches on the outside of the cafe, almost basking in the rays of sunshine that hits the building.
Then something rudely blocks your rays and you are just about to give them a piece of your mind until your eyes meet his and then you're a stuttering mess and you're stuck with nothing to say as he smiles at you.
His smile is laced with slight confusion and he asks you why your sat outside, you tell him its your break and, you didn't think this could happen, but his smile widens, he tilts his head and smirks, โso you won't mind if I take a seat next to you?โ It's less of a question and more of a statement becauseย he had a;eady taken a seat next to you before he'd finished the first few syllables.
He thanks you for the recommendation, tells you that it was one of the best he'd ever had, you're skeptical but you don't really have the heart to tell him that you had told him that in a state of panic- so you're even.
As you both settle into a calm silence, you can't help but think why he's staying, sitting next to you, surely he has something better to do? Like play on a race game or maybe train, but you're not going to question it as you're enjoying this movement between you two.
However all good things come to an end as you realise you need to get back to work, standing up and smoothing your apron, startling the poor boy in the process as he stands with you- a touch of shock painted his face, quietly dissolving into a relieved expression as you quickly assure him it's just because you should probably get back to work before your manager finds out your taking more minutes of your break than your supposed to be. His face is slightly covered in disappointment and he looks as if he's about to tell you something but then he stops himself and tells you that he should also be going soon.
It's been a week since your first encounter with Alex and ever since that it seems that you've seen him in the cafe every single day, without fail, showing up at the same time everyday, taking the same plain croissant and coffee to go and having a small conversation with you- however each day it seems he lingers for more time since the last meeting, your not complaining, if anything your over the moon that he seems to enjoy your company so much that he wants to spend more and more time with you.
This time he seems different, his hair is slightly more done up than normal, and he seems sort of nervous other than his usual relaxed state. And the most irregular thing, he takes his order as eat in, opting to sit at the table which is the closest to your server station.
As you look at him, sitting at the table waiting for his coffee to be made to realise that in these past days you've been increasingly happy to see him every day, you tend to look towards the door at every little noise when it comes to be around the same time when he comes in, furthermore your stomach always flips when he does his smile when you try to crack a joke
When you give him his order you're slightly let down- he just sits down at the table and seems to be texting someone, you can't really tell who he's talking to but you're kind of sad that he hasn't even tried to hold a conversation with you. You would've thought he would try to at least ask you how you were, ask about your day or your plans for next week but instead he's just sat there, eating and drinking his drink like you weren't even there.
As he starts to stand up from his seat, he walks up to the counter, you say a little quip about how good the food is he's already coming back for more today, but he seems to be out of it, he fiddles with his phone- messing with the case on it and moving is around withing his hands as he look like he's trying to gather up the courage of saying something.
โDo you everโ he pauses โnot work here?โ he winces as you let out a laugh, you suppose that he's talking about you having days off- to which you respond, telling him the upcoming dates of your holidays. He looks up at you for the first time in this encounter and asks โWould you like to grab something together?โ he quickly follows up with โIf youโre free- maybe we could go somewhere that isnโt a cafe?โ
You smile and ask him if he's asking you out, he goes flushed when you say that, However you dont let him stay in his misery as you accept his offer happily.
His shoulders visibly lower- and you hear a slight sigh from him as he asks for your number as he hands you his phone. You exchange numbers and as he leaves the cafe you can't help but follow him with your eyes. He turns his head just before he opens the door and sends you a smile, holding up a phone signal and mouthing โI'll call youโ from the other side of the room.
And with that you continue your shift with a springier step and a smile that you can't seem to shake, no matter what any customer throws your way.
โ he still texts you after every race. โย
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ย โ ex ! reader x Pierre Gasly โย
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ย โ my or may not be sparked by my recent break up...but hes broke and im up!! // written in his pov // TEXTS โ
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โWhen you surprise-drop a single at midnight, you expect chart debates, lyric analyses, and maybe a few think pieces about your โevolution as an artist.โ
You do not expect divorce rumors.
Unfortunately, the same week, Lewis is photographed at Bahrain testing without his wedding ring.
The timing is catastrophic, Within hours, headlines speculate about cracks in your marriage.
Meanwhile? Youโre in pajamas, refreshing streaming numbers, laughing at the chaos you accidentally caused. โ
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โ Singer Songwriter! reader x Lewis Hamilton โ
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โ fic idea by @wishesofficial // pls ignore timestamps, istg i always forget to change them // SMAU โ
Yourusername Heavy Gold out now on all platforms!!!!
user Another y/n banger
user โYou stopped wearing gold, said it was heavy on your hands.โ
โคท user when she said that my heart broke
user NOO PLSS SAY THIS ISNT ABOUT HER AND LEWIS PLEASE
โTrouble in Paradise? Lewis Hamilton Spotted Without Wedding Ring Amid Wifeโs โHeavy Goldโ Releaseโ
Eagle eyed Formula 1 fans were quick to notice a surprising detail during pre-season testing in Bahrain this week, Lewis Hamilton appeared in the paddock without his wedding ring, just days after his wife, Y/n's emotionally charged single โHeavy Goldโ released.
Photographs captured the seven-time World Champion speaking with engineers in the garage, his left hand clearly visible and notably absent of the gold band he has worn consistently since their wedding.
The timing has not gone unnoticed.
In โHeavy Gold,โ y/n delivers lyrics such as โYou stopped wearing gold, said it was heavy on your hands". and โgold doesnโt mean forever if itโs weighing you down.โ she hasn't commented on the songโs inspiration, leading to social media erupting with speculation that the lyrics allude to possible strain between the pair.
The couple have not been seen together in recent weeks which is unusual for the pair, who are known for frequent appearances and supportive social media interactions.
Both Hamilton and y/n have not commented on the status of their marriage as of yet.
Whether this is simply a case of unfortunate timing, or something more .fans are watching closely.
Lewis POV
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Lewishamilton Focused. Grateful.
user THE RING IS BACK
user oh we were wrong
โคท user damage control???
user king blink twice if youโre okay
user ENHANCE. ENHANCE.
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Yourusername This single had an audience
user WAIT
user HE WAS IN THE STUDIO????
โคท user so their fine??
Lewishamilton I still think verse two is about me.
โ interact for 0.3 seconds and suddenly youโre the internetโs favorite ship. You both decide to lean into it for fun, until it stops being just for fun. โ
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โ British Actress! reader x Lando Norris โ
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โ SMAU โ
โWhen you get logged out of Instagram and canโt remember your password, itโs mildly inconvenient. When youโre dating one of motorsportโs most closely watched young drivers and suddenly stop liking, commenting, and appearing in each otherโs posts? Itโs apparently a breakup.โย ย
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ย โ reader x Arvid Lindblad โย ย
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โ Back from the dead!!! also this is verrrry short, need to get myself back into the flow of writing hehe // SMAU โ
โ you, a profesional tennis player, are dating ollie, and you take bets seriously โย ย
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ย ย โ Tennis player! reader x Oliver (Ollie) Bearman โย ย
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ย ย โ I know Absolutely NOTHING of tennis. i dont know why this litterally had me sitting at my desk for HOURS|???? usually smaus come easy to me, but this one? noooo that would be too easy! its not even that good :/ // SMAU โ
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โ praticing for your shhow is tiring, but liam makes it bearable โ
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โ figure skater!fem!reader x Liam Lawsonโ
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โ ignore any timestamps.โ
โthe whole internet is obsesed with watching you and fernando fight eachother over what type of racing is better, while your loving the privacy of your relationship โ
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โ Rally driver!fem!reader x Fernando Alonsoโ
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โ ignore any timestamps.โ
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