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petition to start writing more soulmate AUs ? I MISS THEM SO MUCH 😫😫😫💔💔 I know they're all cliche or angsty but PLEASEEEE 🙏🙏🙏 IVE ALREADY READ ALMOST ALL OF EM BUT THE MOST RECENT ONES ARE FOR A YR OR 2 AGO 😭

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YT22: line disconnected

good news: you found yuki’s missing phone! bad news: you don’t believe him when he says it’s his.

pairings: yuki tsunoda x reader

contents: strangers to lovers, fluff, based on yuki’s lost phone saga, cursing, celsius temperature scale, reader doesn’t follow f1, first time writing for yuki so i can’t not dedicate it to @tsunodaradio <3

word count: 1.7k + smau

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yourusername this is a pretty big pool ☀️

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friend1 girl i know you’re not in some italian lake and just called it a pool 😭

friend2 cute!

friend3 pretty!!!! did you go diving?

yourusername friend3 i did!!!! so far i’ve only found a bracelet…. it was cute tho so i’ll take it 😁

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yukitsunoda0511 nice to get away for a bit

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user1 posted 50 seconds ago he’s gonna think i’m a fan 😞

user2 HELLO didn’t think i’d be opening ig to a pic of shirtless yuki but i’m not complaining

user3 never been so jealous of a bird before

isackhadjar did the swan find your phone?

user4 LMAO were these pics from the cloud?

user5 rip yuki’s phone (???-2025)

user6 why is everyone talking about yuki’s phone…?

user7 user6 check his stories xx

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yourusername mornings in varenna 💐

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friend1 bought you pepper spray for your date!!!!

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The day is sun-kissed and sun-warmed. Mornings in Varenna are growing on you—fresh breeze weaving through narrow streets, honeysuckle and wisteria climbing the walls of the piazza. 

The air of the restaurant smells something like early summer and afternoons—coffee and brick-oven pizza. It makes your stomach grumble in protest, begging for you to order something instead of waiting politely. Another waiter passes by with a plate of risotto, and you consider giving up. At the very least, the terrace of the La Vita è Bella has an amazing view that manages to distract you—if only temporarily. Conversations drift in Italian around you as you fold your arms over your chest, fingers drumming impatiently. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see the rest of your friends sitting three tables away to make sure you’re not kidnapped.

Another waiter with a tray and a basket of freshly baked bread dodges past your table as you stir the sorry remains of melting ice, lemonade and mint leaves in your glass. This is what you get for being a good person.

You hear someone call your name, and you look up with the straw caught between your lips. 

The sight before you is laughable. Ridiculous. Both.

It’s nearing thirty degrees out, and the man before you is wearing a hoodie, a baseball cap and a pair of sunglasses. You momentarily wonder whether he’s hungover or famous. Fuck. Maybe he’s a serial killer.

“Can I sit?” he asks, voice lower than you expected.

You blink once. Twice. Briefly consider turning around to the table your friends are at and ask Are you guys seeing this?

He blinks at you. You blink at him. There’s too much blinking involved before you finally come to your senses and stop chewing on your paper straw. “Yeah—Yeah. Sit. Um. Yuki, right?”

“Yeah,” he says, if not a bit suspiciously. Despite the sunglasses—which, now that you’re sitting across from him, you notice look surprisingly high-end—you can see that he’s glancing around, as if checking whether he’s being followed.

Well, shit. Maybe he is a serial killer. Or a criminal. Even with the loose-fitting sweatshirt, he looks strong. Then again, you can scream—very loudly.

“Are you okay?”

Yuki turns his head back to you. “What?”

You shift on your seat, pushing aside your empty glass before you start toying with the straw again. “You look fidgety. Are you expecting someone else?”

Yuki pauses at that, his jaw setting into an expression that borders on unreadable. Inescrutable. With one last glance to the terrace doors, he sighs. “No—sorry.” He takes off his baseball cap and folds his sunglasses, tucking them into his shirt and. Oh. “Do you have my phone?”

You were prepared for a catfish. Some old, crusty and musty grandpa looking to scam you and maybe rob you blind in the process. You weren’t expecting him to be. Well. Attractive.

“Are you hot?” you ask.

Yuki bristles. “Excuse me?”

Your eyes widen. “N-No—like, I meant as in. Are you hot like, are you heating up? That sounds weird. It’s just—” Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, like you’ve never strung a proper sentence together. You want to dig a hole into the ground and maybe—hopefully—die. “I just mean it’s really hot out. And you’re wearing a hoodie.”

His guarded expression softens. Or doesn’t—not when the corner of his lip is curving up into something amused. A smirk that is equal parts smugness and teasing. “It’s barely been five minutes and you’re already asking me to undress?” Yuki tilts his head, leaning back against his chair. Like suddenly you’re not the one with his phone in your purse. Like you’re not the one with the upper hand anymore. “That’s bold of you.”

“That’s not what I meant,” you protest, and you can feel your cheeks heating up.

His grin sharpens. “You’re blushing.”

“It’s a hot day,” you defend uselessly. “I thought we established that.”

“Right,” Yuki drawls, endlessly entertained. He looks like he’s considering saying something else before he stops a waiter passing by. “Could we get some menus, please?”

The waiter hands you two red menus. You straighten, watching as Yuki opens it and rests it on his lap, scanning through the wine list and pasta dishes. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Deciding what to order. I’m hungry.” He glances up, only to catch you staring at him. “What? I’m paying.”

“No, I meant like—this. What are we doing?”

“Oh.” Yuki shrugs. “My afternoon’s free. You found my phone. You’re apparently not a stalker.” 

“So, the bar is in hell.”

“You’re also very pretty. And I heard the seafood risotto is really good here. So.”

Yuki doesn’t even look up from the menu. Still, the curve of his lips lets you know he is all-too aware of the heat warming your cheeks. 

You swallow any words that tangle at your throat and look down at the menu. Then—

“You’re flustered,” Yuki says.

“Shut up, oh my god.” You hide your face behind the red menu—not that it does anything. Your face burns. Yuki laughs, and you’re surprised to hear the sound. Even more so when it settles somewhere in your chest between your ribcage and your heart. Warm. Bright. 

For all intents and purposes, Yuki was right—the seafood risotto is really good. It’s easy, talking with him—even if he drops flirtatious comments like cocoa powder sprinkled on tiramisu. He’s smoother than you’d like—and by the time he ends up pulling off his hoodie, he doesn’t miss the chance to catch you staring when his shirt rides up, revealing the smooth planes of his stomach. 

You make him laugh, though—make him blush not as often as you’d like, but enough that you’re satisfied with yourself. Especially when it eventually means he has to swallow his earlier comment of how come you were bolder on Twitter? 

True to his word, Yuki picks up the bill. Before the waiter can come back, though, you turn back on your chair and pull out his phone. Blue case. Screen slightly cracked by the upper corner. When you turn it on, it still looks waterlogged. There’s a black line across the screen, a cyan square where the battery icon should be.

Yuki goes to take it away. “Thank—”

You pull it back. It ends with your hand still wrapped around the phone, and Yuki’s palm on yours. He raises a brow. “You remember the deal, right?”

His lips part, some mock-offended tinge to his voice when he answers with, “After I just paid for lunch?”

“A deal is a deal.”

He rolls his eyes but nods nonetheless. You let go of the phone, handing it to Yuki and ignoring the spark that runs down your spine when he finally lets go of your hand. He shakes his head, muttering something unintelligible under his breath before he types the passcode and turns the screen to you. “Happy?” 

“Very,” you muse, though your eyes linger on the wallpaper. Yeah, the lockscreen one is a drab, boring one—but the homescreen is startlingly different. Personal. And even with the cracks and color-glitches, you can clearly see it’s a picture of a man in a suit and helmet getting out of a race car, fireworks framing him against the night sky. 

“Fan of racing?” you ask.

“Huge,” Yuki says, and there’s an amused lilt to his voice you don’t quite understand.

With the bill paid, lunch over and the phone back in his possession, you fold this moment into a neat little memory you’ll be able to share at parties. You thank Yuki—and out of the corner of your eye, you catch your friends making wild gestures, pointing at their phones. You look away—just for now.

“How long are you staying in Como?” Yuki asks casually, considering you as you stand up.

“Two weeks,” you say.

“Cool.” He nods, standing up with you. “I could give you a tour, if you want.”

“A tour?” you repeat, mirth in your voice. “I thought you said it was your first time here.”

“So?” Yuki shrugs, effortlessly nonchalant. He clicks his tongue, like he’s fighting off a smile. “We can get to know the place together, then.”

“Are you asking me out on a date?”

Yuki tilts his head. “Are you gonna say yes if I am?”

There it is again—that spark of electricity buzzing underneath your skin. Excitement, maybe. Thrill. Maybe something else entirely. 

“Yeah,” you smile. “I’d like that.” His eyes crinkle at the corners when he grins. “I don’t have your phone number though. And I think your phone is not very functional at the moment.”

“That’s okay,” Yuki says, pulling out a different phone from his back pocket. It clicks, then, that he must’ve been messaging you from somewhere. “I got a new one.”

You blink once. Twice. Then: “Are you rich?”

Yuki shrugs again—loose, relaxed—as a smile pulls at his lips. “I’m comfortable.”

“That’s such a rich person thing to say.”

Yuki laughs, and some stupid, really delusional part of you wants to bottle the sound and save it. It rings like early summer. Bright. Golden.

Yuki waves goodbye, and you stand there smiling and waving back until he’s gone. Your heart is still running a few beats too fast, butterflies fluttering against your stomach. You huff a laugh before you remember your friends.

When you turn around, they gesture frantically at their phones. You frown, pulling out yours. Over fifty messages from them. 

“What…” you mutter, reading the first one that pops up.

PHONE GUY IS YUKI TSUNODA. YOU’RE ON A DATE WITH YUKI TSUNODA!!!!!!!!!

They come stumbling your way, and the first thing out of your mouth is—

“Who’s Yuki Tsunoda?”

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yourusername oh he’s rich rich

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user1 STOP WHAT’S YUKI DOING HERE 😭

user2 saving this to my yuki folder rn

user3 is this how i find out yuki isn’t single??? stop this madness

user4 ariana what are you doing here

user5 i feel like i skipped a few episodes what did i miss?????

yukitsunoda0511 user5 i found my phone :)

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im not having fun anymore.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

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im so funny

Just downloaded the Logan sargeant app.. Dmhu I'm busy

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Rewatching Logans silvertone win just to feel something

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its 1 am and I'm re-reading my own posts and giggling

I love the Powerpuff girls

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She had my birthday on the wrong day in her calendar…😫

One of my closest friends didn’t wish me a happy birthday…🤨

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Happy birthday to Fernando Alonso and, more importantly, me

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“The race is red-flagged.

The last thing you see before your eyes get too blurry is the undeniable bright red of a Ferrari pulling off the road and a flash of yellow.”

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City Boy

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Authors Note: this gotta be the first time arch mannings been mentioned in a fanfic

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: Who does this city boy think he is? Coming around your home to “play cowboy”?

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ynln_tx back ‘round home 🤘

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yourfriend looks who’s finally back from slumming it with the city folk downtown

ynln_tx a girl can’t even get a degree these days?

yourfriend2 not when it involves leaving her friends and family to run the business themselves

ynln_tx the degree will help you losers!

user2 this divaaaa

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yourfriend2 you look cuter here than at those football games

ynln_tx girl…

user3 my fav cowgirl

user4 the city freed you from its grasps

archmanning the city already misses you

ynln_tx thank you!

yourfriend3 get out of here city boy

ynln_tx oh my god

user5 welcome back!

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yourmom glad you’re home sweetie!

ynln_tx thanks mama!

user6 🐮

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yourdad there she is! The cows missed you!

ynln_tx and I missed them!

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ynln_tx boots, bugs, and boys who don’t belong

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yourfriend I look so diva in the first pic

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user1 scout looks so adorable in that hat

ynln_tx I stole it from some loser

yourfriend2 send me that first pic

danielricciardo this town just got hotter. You’re welcome.

yourcousin slay

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worthyyy I need to come back and visit sometime

ynln_tx sure do! Get away from those nerds in Missouri

danielricciardo you’ve just fully cropped me out of that third picture… 🤨

user3 girl who took the first picture

yourfriend4 enemies to lovers

yourfriend5 is the guy in the comments the “loser” we’ve been hearing about non-stop

ynln_tx define “loser”

yourfriend5 tall, loud, boot too clean

ynln_tx then yes.

danielricciardo never wearing a hat again

ynln_tx good. It looks better on the dog.

user6 so many hats in one post

user7 touching grass

danielricciardo the bugs liked me better than you.

ynln_tx yeah, well, the bugs have bad taste too

yourfriend7 so much bullying

yourmom I need to thank him for bringing in the groceries!

ynln_tx mama.

danielricciardo no problem maam!

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They’re really fast :(

ynln_tx

I hope they eat you

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oh so we’re soft-launching now???

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not a soft launch

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Then whose noticeably smaller boots are those?

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a friends

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oh, Lando! It’s not a soft launch, I’m not in love with the girl who’s ranch I’m staying on who hates me! Even if she looks really hot while doing it!

oh, Lando! I didn’t find it attractive when she told me to “do something useful for once” with my “big strong arms!” That didn’t make me blush at all!

oh, Lando! I only wrapped my arms around her waist because she had tripped on that shovel! I didn’t want her to lean against my chest to get her balance back!

And when I sprayed her with that hose, it was because I hate her! Not because I knew she was going to take her shirt off and ask for my jacket!

And I also totally was not the one to take the picture of her in said jacket that she just posted on her story!

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I, in fact, did not know she was going to take her shirt off

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Yeah, but you liked it

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I’m done talking to you

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I recognize that jacket

It’s the one that a certain city boy was wearing when he pulled up and turned ur life upside down

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sure

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ynln_tx storms, sheds, and stolen kisses ⛈️

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yourcousin is this not the guy you hated for two months?

ynln_tx I guess he’s not too bad

danielricciardo 😍

yourfriend I told you this would be enemies to lovers

yourcousin2 this is my favorite guy you’ve ever dated

user2 can’t believe you pretended to hate this guy

ynln_tx I was not pretending! (At least for the first few weeks)

yourcousin3 glad you’re keeping him! He’s the only one who knows how to work the grill with your dad

user4 did he ever learn that the horses are meaner in the mornings?

danielricciardo that explains a lot actually

yourmom he’s a lovely fellow!

ynln_tx I know he is, mama

user5 Daniel!! What are you doing here! 😭

user6 wait yall are so cute

user7 my fav cowgirl and cowboy

lando I like you!

ynln_tx thanks….guy!

yourfriend5 you picked a good one

yourfriend6 he’s better than the last one

ynln_tx why is everyone saying things like this

user9 this post is so pretty

yourcousin6 I don’t think i want to ask what that caption means

danielricciardo best thing I ever did was get locked in that shed with you

ynln_tx can’t believe I fell for a man who says “yeehaw” unironically

danielricciardo can’t believe you told me I’m “not supposed to matter this much” before you kissed me

ynln_tx I also remember saying that you look hotter in the pouring rain

danielricciardo I think I can arrange that to happen again… but if I get struck by lightning next time we kiss it’s your fault

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Some may call this race boring but I’m thrilled by whatever the hell lewis is doing

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