#chris alonso headcanons

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Hii, if you're still taking requests I have one, reader is an ice skater as a hobbie, and has a Christmas presentation and wants Chris to be there, but when the presentation starts Chris is late and reader is a little sad. You can decide if Chris comes in time or not, I prefer headcanons but if you like it can be one shot. Thank you I love your writing.

Late | Chris Alonso x Ice-Skater!Reader

Thank you for this request, I was so happy to write it up for you!

TW: slight angst, fluff, that's about it.

Chris knew how important the Christmas presentation was to you, so she made sure to put aside to go see you perform; she was so proud of you and happy to see you so excited for it leading up to the big day.

However, on the day of the performance, she was called in for a hostage situation downtown; she told herself and everyone around her that she had somewhere to be later, that she couldn't miss this, so they needed to get this done quick.

It didn't happen quickly, though; she kept checking the time, getting more and more irritated as the time drew closer and she knew she was going to be late.

When your presentation started, you looked to the crowd for Chris, not seeing her as you came out and waved to everyone; you kept your hopes up, though, and smiled big. You couldn't deny that you were a little sad that she was missing the beginning, and likely the whole show.

As the performance went on, you began to wonder where she was, if she was okay, and constantly kept reminding yourself that she wouldn't miss this unless it was dire, so you kept your head up through the performance.

At the beginning of the second act, you came out with a different outfit on and waved to the crowd, but your eyes were diverted to an entrance as someone hurried in with a big bouquet of flowers. Dressed in a plain white t-shirt, a pair of sweatpants, and a SWAT jacket, Chris rushed to her seat, looking a little guilty.

She sat down and took a deep breath, pushing her hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear. As you began skating across the ice, she smiled, seeing your elegance and grace.

When you saw her, all the worries ultimately melted away and you were finally able to give your all to the presentation, smiling brightly and hitting all your marks perfectly, not to say that before you were doing badly but your mind was a little distracted.

At the end, when you and the rest of the skaters took a bow, Chris was clapping the loudest. When you came out, she was there to greet you with the big bouquet she'd gotten for you and a sweet kiss.

"I'm sorry I was late," she starts, sighing - she was disappointed in herself, "there was a hostage situation and they needed me on the roof in case and-"

You cut her off with a sweet kiss, smiling against her lips, "I'm just glad you made it."

She smiles at you and compliments your performance, "You were amazing out there."

She takes your hand and leads you outside, intending to take you out for dinner to make up for missing the first half of your show, and to celebrate your amazing performance of course.

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Oblivious

summary: you're a part of 50 squad, but with street being your best friend, you spend more time with 20 squad. after a rough day at work, street invites you out with the rest of the team. when tan and luca notice you talking to a man at the bar, they take matters into their own hands, knowing that you're both too dense to realize the other's feelings.

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request: @heypeople2 - hi! i’d love a friends to lovers fic with street where the reader is on mumford’s swat team, but is friends with all of street’s team and hangs out with them often. maybe two oblivious lovers? if that makes sense!

A/N: i had no idea where i was going with this at first, but i like how it turned out! enjoy<33

TW: none, allusion to smut, no use of y/n, plus size!reader, fem!reader, race inclusive!reader

You still remember every single thing that happened on your first day with 50 squad; it was a stressful day, and you weren’t even supposed to go into the field that day because you had suffered a shoulder injury and were still a few days from being cleared for going out into the field. The universe had different plans, however, and both 50 squad and 20 squad were called to the same place. They needed all the people they could get, so you were quick to tell Rocker you could step in. He wasn’t going to let you, not wanting to go against protocol, but the situation was extremely important, so he finally agreed.

You had a group of hostages with you, trying to take them down to the main floor of the building and to safety, when you saw another SWAT agent fall into the hallway a few feet in front of you, who you now know was Street. It was almost a blur how fast you moved, quickly ushering the hostages into the room you were in front of and moving to cover him, taking down the two suspects that had managed to get the upper hand on him.

From that day on, he was smitten. He was impressed by your skill, of course, especially after he learned that you were still injured, but he also thought you were gorgeous. If it wasn’t an active shooter situation, he would’ve had the time to watch your plush body maneuver through the doorway and take down two targets, how strong your thick thighs looked, how your gear clung to your soft belly and chest. Instead, he noticed after all the shooters were taken into custody, when you came over to ask if he was okay in the sweetest voice he’s ever heard.

You had noticed how attractive he was too, his broad shoulders, his lean torso. When you went to make sure he was okay, you were asking out of concern, but also because you were curious about him. He immediately continued the conversation when he told you he was alright, wanting to know everything that he could about you, and the rest is history. The rest of 20 squad quickly picked up on this new friendship, noticing the way your eyes would find each other in a room when the other person isn’t looking, and the way you talk to each other. They also quickly realized how truly oblivious you two were, as it seemed that neither of you knew the other person’s feelings.

Now, over a year later, you and Street are best friends, and it’s because of this that you find yourself hanging out with 20 squad more often than 50 squad outside of work, although you still love everyone on your own team.

“Rough day, killer?” you hear from across the parking lot as you step out of the armoured vehicle, groaning softly as you feel the pain in your shoulder. It may have been over a year ago, but after an especially hard day of work, your shoulder still gives you some trouble. It’s nothing some painkillers and a heating pad can’t fix, but until you get home and get them, the dull ache remains.

“You have no idea.” Street chuckles at your response, taking in your figure. He notices the way you’re holding yourself, he’s seen it before, he knows your shoulder is giving you trouble.

“We just got back a few minutes ago, we’re all going to get drinks. A drink or two might help with that.” he tells you, a smirk on his face as you walk over to him, starting to take off your gear.

“Yeah, alright. But it’ll be an early night. Want to share an uber over there? I don’t want to leave my car there overnight.” You want nothing more than to go home and lay on the couch with a heating pad over your injury, but as soon as the option of spending more time with Street appears, you can’t help but say yes. He shakes his head at your words, scoffing.

“I can just take you on my bike. I’m not drinking tonight.” he tells you nonchalantly, trying to ignore the feeling in his chest as he imagines you pressed against him on the back of his bike. He imagines your thick thighs wrapped around him, your torso against his back, even though he knows he shouldn’t be thinking about his best friend like that.

You tense at his words, your breath catching in your throat. You’re imagining the exact same scenario as him, but you can’t help the slight insecurities that race through your brain at the image. Your soft body pressed against his. He’d be able to feel every curve of your body, even the ones you usually keep hidden, knowing that although you’ve grown used to them, and are beginning to like your body again, not everyone likes to see them. You also think of having to sit on the tiny seat of his motorcycle, him having to hold up the bike along with your added weight, and you can’t help the nerves twisting at your insides. Imagining how you’d look squeezed onto the back of his bike is something you really don’t want to have to think about, so you’re quick to respond.

“No, that’s okay. I don’t want to-” He cuts you off, shaking his head as he speaks.

“Don’t worry about it. You don’t need to be spending money on an uber when you can just ride with me.” he tells you, but a hopefulness breaks through his features, lighting up his eyes ever so slightly. You pick up on this, and let out a sigh, knowing he won’t let this go. Maybe you can do it just this once, and then tell him it was too scary and you never want to do it again, you think. Maybe then, he won’t ask again.

“Alright, fine. I’m just gonna take a quick shower and change. I’ll meet you out here in 15?” you tell him, smiling softly as he nods. You turn and quickly walk into the building, making your way to the locker room.

The nerves are taking over every inch of your body as you rinse off quickly, your brain going into overdrive as you think about having to ride on Street’s motorcycle. It’s a short distance to the bar you guys usually go to, but it’s still a decent amount of time to be pressed up against Street.

Once you’re showered and changed, you go out to the parking lot, letting out a shaky breath before you get close enough to Street for him to hear it. He notices the way you’re still holding your arm a little awkwardly, and he feels a little bad for inviting you out.

“You take some painkillers already?” he asks softly, worry spreading across his face as you shake your head.

“I ran out. I’ll have to get some on my way home.” He turns and reaches into his bag, taking out a bottle of the same meds he’s seen you use. He never told you, but he went out and bought some when he found out which ones you prefer. He knows how much your shoulder bothers you after rough days, and he wanted to make sure you never have to go without them should you run out.

Your eyes soften as he pulls them out, and you take them from his hands. You take one quickly, then hand them back to him, thanking him softly.

He hands you his spare helmet once he puts the pills back in his bag and gets on, holding a hand out for you to get on behind him.

Your ascent is a little awkward, but you finally manage to get on with his help, your cheeks hot as embarrassment fills your stomach.

He finally starts to drive and you put your arms around his waist tightly, feeling your breath pick up as he turns onto the road. You know he can sometimes be a crazy driver, but he seems to hold back today, perhaps picking up on your nerves.

Street has a hard time focusing on the road as he makes his way to the bar; having you pressed up against him so tight has him fighting every urge to drive right from work to his house and dragging you upstairs to bed. The way your arms are tightly wound around him also gets him a little riled up; how you’re putting so much trust into him. He makes sure to take it easy. If anything were to happen to you because of his driving, he doesn’t think he would ever recover.

When you finally make it to the bar and walk in, Tan and Luca are quick to look over at you two, their eyes immediately going to each other with raised eyebrows as they see the way Street’s hand is on your lower back, and the way you’re looking over at him with twinkling eyes. They’ve been trying to get you two together for months; and they feel like tonight is finally the night they can make it happen. You catch up with the rest of the squad for a few minutes, before you lean to whisper in Street’s ear that you’re going to go get a drink.

“You want me to come with you?” he asks over the music and chatter of the bar, but you shake your head, giving him a soft smile. You tell him you’ll just be a minute before you turn and walk over to the bar, waiting for the bartender to finish with another customer.

“That’s a nice bike you rode in on. What year is it?” you hear a voice beside you speak. You turn with a raised brow, looking up at a man who came into the bar just after you, seeing you getting off of Street’s motorcycle.

“Oh, um, I have no idea.” you tell him, giving him a small smile.

“It’s a nice one, your boyfriend hasn’t told you anything about it?” Your breath catches in your throat at the word boyfriend. You feel embarrassed, but also a sense of pride that he thinks you’re dating him. You shake your head, letting out a soft laugh.

“He’s not my boyfriend, and he doesn’t talk much about it to me.” you admit sheepishly. The man gives you an awkward smile, shrugging his shoulders.

“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, I just assumed-” he trails off, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. You give him an earnest smile, putting your hand on his arm as you tell him that it’s alright. You can sense he’s a little embarrassed, and that wasn’t your intention. It was an honest mistake.

You’re so focused on the man that you don’t notice that Luca and Tan’s eyes are glued on you the moment the man walks up to you. Smirks break out onto both of their faces as they watch, both of them having the same idea.

“Hey, Street. I think that guy’s trying to steal your girl away from you.” Luca teases Street as he motions over to you at the bar. Street turns in the direction Luca’s pointing at, about to tell him that he doesn’t have a girl, but his words fall short. He looks over just in time for you to give the man a smile as you place your hand on his arm, and he can feel the jealousy bubbling up inside him.

“Yeah, man. You should go get her, before he tries to take her home.” Tan chimes in, smirking as he sees Street’s fists clench at his sides and his jaw clenched. Street is seeing red at this point, imagining you going home with that man instead of him.

He marches over to you quickly, unaware that the rest of the squad’s conversations have died down, and they’re all now looking at the situation unfolding with smirks.

“Hey babe.” he purrs, wrapping his arms around your plush waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. He smirks at the man as he sees his brows furrow, feeling like he’s already won, but wanting to take it further.

“Uh, hey, Street. What’s up?” you ask, confusion laced in your voice as you turn your head to look at the side of his face. You’re used to his flirty tendencies, but this is definitely different than you’re used to.

“Just wanted to see if you were ready to go home.” he says in a low tone, kissing your neck softly. His eyes are trained on you, but he watches the man from the corner of his eye, his smirk widening as he sees the confused expression on the man's face and the way he takes a step back from you two.

“What are you talking abou-” You’re cut off by Street’s lips on yours, his hand coming up and using two fingers to tilt your head towards his. Your eyes widen in shock for a moment before you finally return the kiss, closing your eyes. He’s not sure what came over him at that moment. He’s wanted to do that since he met you, and watching you with another guy at a bar finally sent him over the edge. You pull back after a moment, turning back to the man, but realize he’s already walked away. You turn in Street’s arms, your eyebrows raised.

“What was that for?” you ask, your whole body feeling like it’s on fire, still reeling from the short kiss.

“He was flirting with you.” he states, as if that’s the only reason he needs. You laugh softly, shaking your head.

“He wasn’t flirting with me. He was asking about your bike.” It’s his turn to be confused. He stays silent for a moment, starting to think more clearly about what he just did. He kissed you, and you kissed him back, and you weren’t flirting with the man at the bar.

“Oh.” he says softly after a moment, his cheeks flushing in embarrassment. You giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck, his own still wrapped firmly around your waist despite his racing thoughts.

“Yeah, ‘oh.’ Why did you do that?” you ask, tilting your head to the side as you look up at him. You think you saw jealousy in his eyes as he approached, but you’re afraid that you’re just seeing what you want to see.

“I don’t know. I had to. I don’t want to see you with someone else.” he says, just loud enough for you to hear over the music. Your drink is long forgotten now as your heart seems to beat louder. Is he saying what you think he’s saying?

“Why not?” You match his volume, and he almost has to bend down to hear you. He can see the glimmer of hope in your eyes, and he thinks that since he’s already gotten this far, he should just tell you the truth.

“I want you all to myself.” he states, smirking as he sees your eyes widen. Your lips part slightly as you try to think of what to say. He’s your best friend, and as deep as your feelings are for him, you’ve never had trouble speaking to him until now.

His eyes search yours as he waits for your response, and he sees the way your lips are beginning to twitch up into a smile and the way your eyes flicker down to his lips for half a second, so he takes his chance.

His lips meet yours again in a soft kiss, and it takes everything in him not to push you against the bar and take you right there. One of his hands reaches up to your jaw, tilting your head up into the kiss, deepening it. He smiles against your lips as you let out a soft whimper, and his other hand moves to squeeze your hip softly.

Your mind is reeling as you kiss him, and you’re not even worried about the way his body is pressed against yours as you get lost in the kiss. It’s not until you hear a loud clinking of a group cheersing their drinks that you pull back, breathing heavily. You have matching grins on your face as you stare into each other's eyes. Street’s eyes dart around the room before they land back on you. He leans in and whispers in your ear.

“You want to get out of here?” You bite your lip as you nod, neither of you even bothering to say goodbye to the squad as you make your way to the door.

The team have been watching the whole time, and they all fight back cheers as they finally see you two give in to one another. Chris chuckles as she watches you two leave, nudging Tan’s shoulder as she speaks.

“Finally. I was beginning to think your ideas were trash.” she teases him, which makes him shrug with a smile.

“They’re both idiots, but they’re perfect for each other, I guess.” The rest of the team agrees with Tan, and their conversations slowly move away from you two to other things, but none of them can wait to tease you two tomorrow.

When you get back to Street’s apartment, he immediately pushes you against the wall, his hands moving to your face as his lips meet yours in a searing kiss. You put your hands on his chest as he slots his knee between your legs, making your whimper softly.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” he murmurs against your lips, hands going down and clawing at the hem of your shirt, desperate to see all of you.

You smile against his lips, raising your arms as he pulls your shirt over your head. His lips are back on your in an instant, trailing down your neck to your chest. He nips and sucks at the exposed parts of your chest, and you tilt your head back to give him more access, one hand traveling to the back of his head.

“Please.” you manage to get out through pants, and that’s all he needs to haphazardly guide you down the hall to his bedroom. You bump into a few things on the way, but as soon as he has you sprawled out on his bed, everything else in the world is forgotten.

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[chanelnumbermine]

can you do headcanons of pepe marti having a long term crush on a driver!reader (like since childhood/karting days)? They're both managed by Fernando Alonso, and he's basically meddling trying to set the two of them up, while stil overprotective of reader.

to teach a young dog some old tricks | pepe marti x fem!reader

a confession: im quite new to to the pepe lore and fanbase so i tried really really hard to make this as accurate and interesting as possible. that being said, omg i have so many thoughts about this!!! it’s such a fun and playful idea i got to reaserch and writing as soon as i could! have a wonderful day baby and i sincerely hope you enjoy this one! cheers!! <3

i know i have some requests to write about paul but i can’t do it rn still processing his soft launch someone help

warning(s): teen feels! awkwardness and a lot of cutesy moments

pepe was one of your best friends since you can remember - you started karting around europe around the same time and quickly developed a strong bond

there weren’t a lot of girls at the tracks, and some boys weren’t very nice, but that wasn’t pepe’s style

even on a bad rainy day, he was full of smiles and encouraging words

he thought you were impressive- okay, maybe a little scary at first, with the fiery gleam in your eyes and a wide grin that made his teenage heart clench a little

therefore, he tried his best not to make you upset like those other kids, with their loud voices and nasty remarks

and so your defensive walls quickly crumbled: you became attached to the hip ever since

that was the story thought most of your junior series: it was always you and pepe against the world, both fiercely protective of each other on and off track

it was one of the things that drew in fernando alonso: he couldn’t remember the last time he smiled so much watching the two of you fight your way through the field and celebrate together

true passion and friendship, the very essence of the sport he devoted his life toward

he knew instantly that he wanted to see you grow and help cultivate that fire you displayed on track

“joder, kids these days… just like me and lewis back in the day huh”

that’s how you were taken under his wing and for a while things were going perfectly

that was until christian came into the picture

he had this disarming charm and warmth about him that matched pepe’s playfulness and kindness: soon they were inseparable, despite being in different teams and under different managers, they seemed to hang out all the time

it became worse when all of you moved to f3 and the boys became teammates

pepe’s greetings became briefer and his usual chatter was replaced by awkwardness

“hey! good to see you, uh, good luck in practice, sorry, i gotta go- chris told me the team needs me, see ya!”

it was upsetting, for sure, you were always there for each other in the past: he wasn’t performing well and you weren’t either

it seemed as the universe was telling you that the only way to succeed was together

“por dios, im such an idiot! why did i mess up turn four, rookie mistake-”

he ranted to chris all the time, just like he did to you all those years, but now it was different

“mate, don’t be so hard on yourself, nobody’s mad at you. out of all people, she will understand”

he was so ashamed

pepe didn’t want you to see him this frustrated, this weak… especially since you were so mad after your dnf; he wanted to come, but when he had heard those swears spew out of your perfect lips, the air just got kicked out of his lungs

his mind was completely blank, and all he could do was stare at you from the distance and stumble out a sorry and pull half-hearted smile

you were just so pretty when you were mad, he wanted to comfort you, to make it better, to blow off some steam together, to hug, to kiss that pout way from your lips… hold up, what?

the truth is, pepe had a massive crush on you

he tried to get him to confess, to talk to you at least, but it was all in vain

mansell figured him out quickly and teased him relentlessly about it until he realised just how deeply pepe’s feelings ran

it was one that begun as admiration and friendship and grew slowly into something more as you grew up together, without his even noticing when you became so beautiful he couldn’t think straight when you were nearby

when fernando saw the results, he was surprised to say the least’ what do you mean? his two star drivers, competing for points instead of wins every weekend? it raised some eyebrows around the paddock

he had thought he figured it out quickly, the pressure got to you and you weren’t getting the same amount of support, right? but pepe? he made so many new friends and seemed to be just fine besides his results: so what has changed?

he needed one look at your face after he mentioned pepe’s name to knew what this was about

“you two are going to jerez with me. i don’t want any excuses”

he though that getting you in the same room for a longer period would solve the problem by itself but oh damn how quickly that one backfired

at the track, pepe was making mistake after mistake, avoiding alonso’s gaze and your presence

“you see this? you have this pattern when you mess up the left-hander and instantly go off the racing like at sequence- pepe, mierda, ¿estas escuchando o no?”

under each his determined look there was hint of sheepishness and shame

“in my time when a boy liked a girl he would just ask her our on a date and not make a disaster out of himself”

he said gruffly but his tense expression was soon replaced by understanding and a bit of mischief in his eyes

“but, i can’t possibly do that to her! she’s already under so much pressure and i’s scared i’ll ruin our friendship-“

“believe me, if you keep this up it’ll get ruined soon. you can either man up and do something about or lose her and your career in the process”

fernando’s words were harsh but rang true: he had to do something about

the next few days were a mix of gruesome training and long talks

you were both too exhausted to lie and fernando’s efforts to get two of you alone in one room didn’t go unnoticed: on the fifth day pepe gave up and confessed, stuttering and blushing but confessed either way

he then apologizes by taking you out to a very nice restaurant (one that may or may not have been recommended by the older spaniard)

pepe was very careful with his words, remembering the words of his mentor: "if she doesn't run you over - i will"

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because of you

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Accelerate magazine covers 2023

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Drunk in Sendai

Just a regular day

Sparkly Eyes

animal magnetism

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[twistnet]

chris being affectionate with her so would include

WARNINGS ─ general fluff

chris has different forms of affection she tends to lend more towards when it comes to you. of course, it comes down to what makes you comfortable in any setting. that being said, if a type of affection makes you uncomfortable, she knows to back off and ask you what you would be comfortable with

hand holding is a form of affection that chris likes to show. whether the two of you are out and about for the day or just sitting at home and watching movies or a tv show, chris will always grab you hand to hold. it’s a simple form of affection, one that doesn’t draw too much attention. plus, chris can say that you’ve never wondered away from her in a crowd or in a store because she always attached to you.

on the rare off days chris does get, she’s always spending them with you. the two of you get to do the things that you had put off, like going to do some sightseeing or just cuddling at home. 

when it’s just the two of you, relaxing at home, you can always find chris curled up in you lap as a movie plays in the background. chris is usually the one invested in the movie, but you are running your fingers through her hair or playing with her fingers. 

sometimes those days off include going to see family. mostly chris’ as they live close by. and if chris’ family wants to hold a gathering and you know that chris is bringing you with. her family, while it did take some time, does fully accept that chris is dating you. therefore, you have a family that welcomes you with open arms

chris sometimes likes to be spontaneous and surprise you with a nice dinner date. she uses it as an excuse to spend more time with you, plus getting to see you smile when she tells you to dress up for the night has an amazing effect on her. it brings a smile to her face seeing you rush to get ready

sometimes you enjoy getting to see chris all flustered as you stroll into the police station with food for her and her teammates. as they are like a second family to her, and by extension, you as well. she blushes like crazy when you come to visit her

[solesommerso]

Soft Chris Alonso Headcanons

( it feels like I just destroyed her character with that rant so I’m making up for it as I do have some love for her in the early seasons still)

She’s the only one Luca trusts to clean Black Betty when he’s not there, it eventually falls to Tan when they’re both in Germany

She paints Streets nails for him once when they’re talking about drama and it becomes a ritual of sorts

Her and Tan make dick jokes to each other, Chris saying she has a bigger dick than him and such

Deacon doesn’t approve of the jokes but laughs secretly when Chris gets heated and yells something along the lines of “get my dick out of your mouth and fuck off!” Chris totally knows he finds it funny

Hondo drags Chris over for dinner a few times a month so she eats something other than takeout, she acts like she hates it but really loves being able to get one on one time with him as they don’t work together a lot

Even though she’s not on the team anymore she helps Nichelle set up baby furniture when Hondos on call or Chris has free time, in exchange Nichelle gives Chris advice about the safe house

She has a box filled with an item from each member of the team that maybe they don’t know she has, one of Streets shirts, a keychain from Luca, one of Hondos pens, a little cross from Deacon, a water bottle she stole from Tan when working out, she cherishes that box

In her off days she wears cardigans and every single team member makes fun of her but Street, which leads to Street wearing one with her so they leave her alone

On her bad days she’ll call up Tan to work out or Deacon to talk or even Street to work on his bike together, all of it works wonders

Goes to pride with all of the team there as her personal bodyguards even if she doesn’t need them

Laughs hysterically when Hondo gets swooped up onto a float filled with drag queens talking about his muscles and bone structure

Also laughs hysterically when Street realizes mid pride that he is very much bisexual and Chris just goes “you’re the last to know”

Drinks those crazy Starbucks drinks and Hondo and Street insist that she’s the crazy one even though they sip cold brew like it’s water

Definitely makes fun of Luca for not being able to drink whiskey

Her and Street get into drinking battles and even if he always wins, she still does it just to see his bubbly drunk side where his filter leaves and he becomes the most honest person in the room

Has and will use drunk street to learn everyone’s gossip, it’s only backfired a few times

Hates romance movies but watches them with Luca and Tan

Her and Street force the others to watch bad action movies and listen to their rants about how they could do the stunts better

Can’t be trusted around 50 squad alone, she will start bets and talk a ton of trash no matter how wrong she might be

Puts flowers on Erika’s grave every month and visits her sister on the regular

Is into crocheting but would never tell the team about it to not seem so girly

Deacon finds out anyways and has Chris teach him how to

When Annie’s brain injury hits Chris is a really big support for Deacon and his kids, she helps with the house and taking them to school even if Annie might not be the biggest fan of Chris

Can’t walk in heels for the life of her

Convinced Street to wear heels to work once, he tackled someone with them on and that made Chris ten times more intimidated by him

Would never admit it but the team are the only people she actually loves, she cares for others but doesn’t love them like she does the team

Still laughs about that one time Tan got held at gunpoint while shirtless because the cops thought he was the criminal

Teases Street about the stupid stunts he use to do until Street asks her to go do one if it was so easy, she shuts up

Loves rollercoasters and will take Tan and Luca on every single one, then Street comes along and they learn that he’s terrified of them which makes no sense to Chris so she drags him onto one only to regret it when he starts crying

Luca, Tan and Chris all end up walking around the amusement park with Street like he’s a little kid trying to cheer him up. Chris admits it’s not her proudest moment

Hondo and Deacon find out what happened the next day on shift and give Chris, Tan and Luca that disapproving dad look

Street becomes the bag holder on those trips along with Deacon, Chris always feels a bit guilty so she waves to them on every ride

Chris’s best friend is street but she thinks Lucas way funnier than anyone else

Doesn’t know how to do basic girly things and somehow that bites her in the ass on cases

Leading to her asking street for help and to her surprise he knows a lot

She can’t match clothes for the life of her so she just wears jeans and a hoodie most days

Won’t put a dress on and would rather burn alive

Loves to give dirty looks to anyone she catches staring at anyone on the team

[finiteuniverse13]

People think that Evan Buckley and Jim Street would be best friends, and they're right but I think it's a travesty that nobody includes Marty Deeks. The three of them would bond SO MUCH over being the dumbasses of their groups. Street would introduce Deeks to Buck cause they met at an LAPD function and Street went "I know EXACTLY who you would get along with."

And they'd be such agents of chaos too? Like there's 1 braincells between them and it usually goes to nobody. All their teams find out about the trio either by walking into someone's apartment/house while they're chilling together or they're out on the town absolutely Vibing. And they live in fear of them combining efforts cause Buck can puppy-dog-eyes so well, Deeks could find dirt on you so quickly with his detective skills and we all know Street does not mess about when protecting his found family.

[dominiquelucalover]

Can I request a Chris Alonso, were reader is really stressed with their end semester on college and all the projects they need to do, and they could barely see them because off it. How would she react.

Thank you. Bye 🫶🫶

Stressed | Chris Alonso x Reader

CW: stressed!reader, fluff.

You always said that you would take projects over midterms or final exams any day, but once you got the syllabi for all your classes, you were beginning to reconsider. Sure, at a glance, it didn't seem that hard, but once the semester got into full swing, on top of everyday life still being a reality, you were what they called swamped.

You worked late into the night most of the time, only to wake up early for classes; you worked between classes on top of working a part-time job in the college's bookstore. Any second you got, you put toward research, notes, and projects for your courses. It left little room for you to spend time with your girlfriend.

Chris thought that it was her fault at first, that her job was too demanding for a relationship. She thought you were losing interest because you couldn't meet up for a date, which she read as you not wanting to see her because she'd canceled previous plans.

However, once she got you on the phone for a few minutes, she heard the stress in your voice and let you vent your frustrations to her about college and classes and professors and deadlines. It didn't sound pretty to her and she wished there was something she could do to help.

She came up with an idea, picking up take out and bringing it over to your place. She smiled at you when your answered the door, kissing your cheek as you blinked at her, a little confused. You hadn't made plans with her, so it was natural for you to be confused at her sudden visit. But the smell of your favorite take out made you shrug it off.

Your dining table was filled with all sorts of papers and notes from your classes, so she didn't dare to touch it, and settled for your coffee table instead. She sent out the feast she brought you and patted the spot on the couch beside her. "C'mon, babe, you need at least an hour to relax."

You gestured to your abandoned laptop as you sputtered, "I really should get back to work."

She opened one of the take out boxes and shrugged. "Okay, whatever you say. I guess I got this all for me, then."

She wasn't going to push you, at least not outright. You caved and went to sit with her, taking a box of take out happily and thanking her for bringing it.

All she could do was smile as she watched you because she knew the stress had been getting to you, and you likely weren't taking care of yourself, so she'd promised herself to be there for you when you needed her. And, well, here she was.

[achilles-rage]

Prove It

summary: when you see chris flirting with a girl at the bar, you get jealous and leave with street, ranting to him all night about it. then, he gives you an idea on how to get over your anger with chris.

word count: 2.5k

request: @toessssw -Hey can u write a chris alonso smut with the reader being mad at her because she was flirting with a girl at the bar then you coming at her work place with the sexyest fit ever then u guys yk in the breakroom.

a/n: this is my first fem x fem smut, so i hope i did okay!! i also love the silly little chris x street x reader dynamic lol. enjoy<33

warnings: smut, street being a menace, no use of y/n, fem!reader, plus size!reader, race inclusive!reader

MDNI- 18+ Only!

You’re out with 20 squad after a long day at work. Drinks are flowing, and you can barely hear each other over the music as you all talk about the various updates in your lives. Your side is pressed firmly against Chris, and she has an arm around your waist and a hand placed on your hip while the other hand holds her drink firmly in her hand. 

You haven’t been dating long, and since you work together, you’ve decided to keep it pretty low profile, especially because of the playful rivalry between 20 squad and 50 squad, your team.

With the addition of alcohol into the mix, however, it was hard to keep your hands off of each other. No one seems to notice how close you are, as you’re generally pretty loving with all of your friends, so no one bats an eye at your body pressed tightly to hers.

Except Street.

When Chris finally separates herself from you to get herself another drink, Street slides over to you, falling into a hushed conversation as Luca talks to Deacon, and Tan talks to Hondo.

“You and Chris seem close.” is all he says. You can’t fight the defeated sigh that escapes you, and you give him a sheepish smile as you shrug. His jaw drops as he stares back at you, a smile forming on his face.

“How long?” he asks, and you look around you two at the rest of your friends, shushing him quickly.

“A couple months. And don’t say a word.” you tell him sternly, pointing a finger at his chest. He raises his hands in surrender, but then smirks as his gaze moves from you to the direction of the bar.

“I won’t. But, you might wanna see that.” he nods over to the bar as he speaks, the smirk still on his face. He loves to stir the pot.

You whirl around with furrowed brows, and you tense when you see what he’s referring to. Chris is standing at the bar with a pretty blonde woman, who’s just a little too close for your liking. Chris is leaning against the counter in feigned nonchalance, but you can see the smirk on her face that lets you know she’s enjoying the attention. 

You try not to get too upset, but you can feel your blood boiling as your jaw clenches. She doesn’t even look your way as the blonde leans in to whisper something in her ear, and Chris throws her head back as she laughs; you seemingly completely forgotten about.

“What are you gonna do?” Street asks as he looks at Chris over your shoulder, leaning closer until his chin is almost resting on your shoulder.

You look over at him, huffing as you shake your head.

“I’m going home.” you reply, downing the last little bit of your drink before storming out of the bar. Street’s eyes widen, and his gaze darts between you and Chris until you’re out of sight. 

He didn’t mean to cause all this, not really, although he’s sure you’re glad that he directed your attention to Chris.

It’s only when you’re out of his sight that he snaps out of his daze, and he walks over to Chris, saying a quick sorry to the blonde before dragging her a few feet away from the stranger.

“Should you really be flirting with that girl right now?” Street asks, and Chris’s brows furrow in confusion before it dawns on her.

“How did you-?” she begins while her eyes scan the room for you, and she lets out a sharp breath when she doesn’t see your plush figure in the crowd anywhere.

“Where did she go?” she asks. She feels guilt creeping up her neck and making her skin hot as she thinks about it. Truthfully, she wasn’t exactly flirting with the woman. Sure, she was pretty, and she was definitely flirting with Chris, but Chris was merely talking to her until the bartender came back with her drink.

“She went home.” is all Street says, and Chris huffs, ready to go after you.

“I wouldn’t. She seemed really mad.” he informs her.

“Can you just go check on her, please? Make sure she gets home safe?” she asks in a desperate tone. She wants nothing more than to go to you and reassure you that she only wants you, but she knows you, and she knows that it may do more harm than good to push you.

“I’m on it.” Street says before he’s out the door and looking around for you. 

He sees you standing on the sidewalk outside the bar, phone clutched in your hand as you wait for an uber. You huff when you see him, rolling your eyes.

“I’m not going back in there.” you tell him in a cold voice. You know you shouldn’t be rude to him; he didn’t do anything, but you can’t help it.

“She just wanted to make sure you get home safe.” he tells you in a soft tone, giving you a hopeful smile. You sigh, nodding slowly as you turn your head back towards the road.

When you get back to your house, you and Street continue your little pity party. You grab two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila and slam them on your coffee table before you sit down beside him, ready to forget about your problems.

A couple hours later, you and Street are leaning back on your couch, bottle forgotten on the coffee table as you babble on to each other about Chris.

“You know what you should do?” Street says after a few minutes of silence. You barely have enough energy to reply, and your eyelids are struggling to stay open when you lull your head to the side to look at him. “Show her what’s at stake.”

“What?” Your brows furrow at his words, and with all the alcohol coursing through your veins, you can hardly make out what he’s alluding to.

“Make her jealous. Then she’ll realize what she did wrong.” he says with a shrug. You hum softly, turning to face to look in front of you again as you think. You’re not sure you want to do that; although you’d love for her to feel the same way you do right now, and you’d love to see how good she’d look with jealousy flowing through her. Then, an idea comes to you, and you smirk to yourself. You know exactly what to do; something that will make you feel better and prove that Chris only wants you. You’re just glad that you have the day off tomorrow and they’re on call, so you won’t have to wait long.

The next day, 20 squad inevitably gets called to work, but luckily for them, it’s not until later in the day. 

You text Street and ask him to let you know when they’re back from their takedown, and then you start getting ready. When you finally get the text, you’re in your car and on your way to your work.

When you walk into the building, you see Street first, and he smirks when his eyes trail down your body. He knows exactly what you’re doing.

Chris is the next to see you, and her eyes widen when her eyes drag down your body, taking in the jeans that you know drive her crazy and your low-cut top. She’s in front of you in an instant, trying to keep her eyes off of your curves, looking into your eyes with a desperate expression.

“We need to talk.” you say before she can get a word out. She snaps her mouth closed, nodding quickly before she mumbles a quick “yeah, okay.” and follows you to the break room.

“I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have talked to her.” she says once the door is firmly closed behind her. You turn and face her, crossing your arms over your chest and pushing your breasts up just slightly, but Chris notices anyway. She’s fighting the urge to cross the distance between the two of you and pull your body against hers, even though she knows this conversation is necessary.

“Are you sorry you did it or sorry you got caught?” you ask her, your voice remaining stern. Chris sighs, shaking her head as she takes a step closer to you.

“Both, but I’m mostly sorry that I did it. I know it was stupid, okay? I’m happy with you, I don’t know why I even did it. She came up to me and I just went with it, but I’d never let it go any further than just talking to her.” she explains, and you chew the inside of your cheek as you listen intently to her.

“Good. How would you feel if you saw me flirting with a random person at a bar?” you ask her after a moment, voice much less stern now.

“With you dressed like that? I’d probably wanna drag you out of the bar and back home.” she tells you seriously, eyes trailing down your plush figure again, momentarily focusing on your wide hips. You fight back a smirk, inhaling a long breath.

“Good answer.” you tease as you fight back a smirk, stepping closer to her.

“You came here to tease me, didn’t you?” she asks, eyes narrowing as the smirk finally makes its way onto your face. You shrug, taking another step.

“Maybe I wanted to show you what you missed out on last night.” you tell her in a low voice, your eyes darting towards the door for a split second.

“I’m not gonna make that mistake twice.” she whispers, mostly to herself before she closes the distance between you. Her hands land on your cheeks as she pulls you into a smoldering kiss, pushing you back until your lower back hits the counter behind you.

“You’re the only one I want, baby, I swear.” she whispers against your mouth before her tongue slips past your lips. You feel her hands moving down your sides until they find their way to your hips, and you let out a shaky breath as you kiss her back with equal fervor.

“You gonna prove it?” you ask, pulling back for a moment to look into her brown eyes, her pupils dilated and lips puffy. She smirks before she pushes her hips harder against yours, firmly pinning you against the counter and holding your head back as her lips attach to your neck.

You try to bite back moans as she moves down your neck, but it’s hard when her hands move up your sides and to your tits, pushing them together and squeezing roughly as she kisses the skin not covered by your low-cut top. 

When she finally pulls back from your hot skin and looks back into your eyes, she can see the desperation, so she wastes no more time in moving her hands to the button of your jeans. She kisses you eagerly as she fiddles with the zipper, then once your jeans are completely undone, she dips a hand under the waistband of your panties and easily finds your clit. 

She swallows your quiet moan as her fingers trace circles around your sensitive spot, moving so slowly that it has you bucking against her desperately. 

She pulls back from your lips when she finally pushes her fingers into your dripping core, watching as you bite your lip and your eyelids flutter. She smiles as she begins to pump her fingers, using her other hand to cup the side of your neck.

“Keep your eyes on me. You’re so pretty for me.” she purrs, and her words paired with the quickening pace of her fingers has you mewling as you try not to tilt your head back in pure bliss. 

You’re barely even worried about where you are right now, but the potential of being caught is clear enough in your mind. You know it shouldn’t, but it makes what she’s doing to you even hotter, knowing that she couldn’t keep her hands off of you long enough for you to drive home. 

She has to cover your mouth when her thumb finds your clit, making you moan loudly as she keeps moving her fingers quickly inside of you. 

She lets out a quiet laugh at your moan before her lips are back on yours, murmuring a “gotta be quiet” as she keeps up her movements. 

You can feel the familiar sensation building in your lower belly, and she smiles against your lips when she feels you shudder. She knows you’re getting close.

“You gonna cum for me? In the middle of the breakroom?” You nod quickly as she pulls away from your lips, looking at her with hooded eyes as you keep your hands firmly gripping the counter on either side of you. You’re afraid that if you let go, your legs will give out completely, even though you’re desperate to touch Chris. 

“This is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it? Get me all worked up at work as pay back?” she murmurs, although her last sentence sounds like more of a statement than a question. 

You’re about to answer with a half assed reply, too focused on your pleasure to think of a real answer, when she curls her fingers against that spot inside you, which makes you throw your head back. Her hand on the side of your neck forces your face back down so you look at her.

“You’re beautiful. I only want you, honey, you know that.” she whispers, and all you can do for a moment is nod.

“I know.” you whisper, and after a few more pumps, you're cumming all over her fingers. She smirks as she works you through your orgasm, and you close your eyes as soft moans escape your throat. 

Once you open your eyes again, your breathing is slowing down and you’re coming down from your high, and she pulls her hand out of your jeans. You watch as she raises her hand to her mouth and licks your release off her fingers, moaning softly as your taste hits her tongue.

“Now, do you want to finish what you started here, or do you want me to take you home first?” she asks in a smug tone, watching the way you watch her so intently. 

“Take me home, please.” you tell her, and her smirk widens. She reaches down and re-buttons your jeans, and you can’t even bring yourself to care about the mess between your thighs as she grabs your hand and leads you out of the room and towards the parking lot. 

You don’t even notice Street watching you both with a smirk as you leave, and although he’s happy you’re finally not mad at Chris anymore, he’s even more relieved that he no longer has to steer anyone away from the break room now that you’re gone.

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[existential-bisis]

I present to you: a Stan wedding

No ones knows who proposed first, they both claim it was them (it was at the same time)

Chris is Street’s best man, Luca is Tan’s

Tan’s mom gives him away at the ceremony

Hondo gives away Street

Hondo definitely cried when Street asked him but no one needs to know that aside from Darryl and his mama

Speaking of mothers K*ren is NOT invited

Mumford marries them because he’s still ordained and “just because I’m retired doesn’t mean you guys get to forget about me!”

Hondo has to tie Street’s tie for him

While he does he tells him how proud he is of him

(Street definitely doesn’t start crying. No sir. No way.)

He’s super nervous because “Chris have you SEEN him??? And he’s marrying ME? What if I screw this up?”

And after she smacks the back of his head and calls him an idiot she hugs him and tells him he deserves to be loved

(And Tan loves him. So much that Luca is about to go crazy in the other room because Tan won’t stop talking about how much he loves Street)

“And he’s so cute in the mornings before he has his coffee when-“

“I KNOW Tan I lived with the guy”

But he’s secretly really happy that they found each other because they deserve each other

There’s none of the classic “sitting on the groom’s side” because Tan’s got a huge extended family and Street’s got like, the team

They write their own vows of course

And true to their relationship it turned into a competition to see who could make the other cry more

They both lost

Or won, depending on how you look at it

Either way they were both balling like babies

(But the entire team teared up to some degree so it’s fine)

Bonus(?)

They get married in a forest because I’m gay and I say so

[disasterfandoms]

20-David Reacts to Street’s Breakup Preference

@incorrectswatquotes​ requested: “Hi Hannah! 🥰I know we both love M*lly-bashing, (and really, who wouldn’t) so if you’re up for it could you write headcanons on how each of the 20-squad members would react to the breakup? Like how they would comfort Street and what their opinions on the situation would be? (And feel free to ignore whatever the writers are doing with Stris right now, I think they’re going through something).”

A/N: lmaooo I’m hyped to bash Molly, especially after what happened with his mom. Also I’m typing this out before I watch the episode because I don’t want my writing to be tainted with that stris stuff. I’m therefore pretending he broke up with her because of the mom stuff.

Hondo: I almost feel like Hondo wouldn’t be too mad about it, but he has his own issues to deal with so I almost feel like he’s be indifferent? He cares about Street, he is proud of how far he’s come, but he’s neutral on the breakup given i don’t feel like Street confided in him on the Karen issue. Hondo hasn’t necessarily been the best father-like figure this season, he just has too much shit going on in his own life to worry about. He would give Street some fatherly advice though, about following his heart and trusting his instinct on whether or not he’s being gaslit.

Chris: Chris’s reaction made me the most angry. I think Street would have went to everyone for advice on the issue, except for maybe Hondo, and she would have attempted to play devil’s advocate to point out all the arguments. At the end of the day though, she would support whatever he chose to do, because they’re friends, which seems like something the writer’s forgot about. She’d take him out for food after, letting him vent if need be.

Luca: Luca would be hyped that Street made a healthy decision for once in his life. He initially was okay with the relationship, thinking she would be good for Jim, but after Street called him about what she did, he straight out told him that it wasn’t her place to say what she did, even if she was doing it with good intentions in mind. Since he’s still in Germany, he let’s JIm talk about it all he wants and offers support that way, knowing that while his roommate usually compartmentalizes everything but has been working with Dr. Wendy to let people in, and Luca just so happens to be one of those people

Tan: Tan would be absolutely livid when he learns what Molly did. Arguably Street and Tan are two of the closest members on the team, so he knows just how far the trauma went when it comes to that abusive witch of a woman. To think that Molly couldn’t see Street’s side of that truly flabbergasted him, so he internally cheered when Street told him about the breakup. Tan would make him get up early and go run, train, surf, anything to make him focus on anything other than those women in his life who severely disappointed him. Tan might also make his move now that street’s single

Deacon: I think Deac would encourage Street to do what he feels is right, and remind him that he has the right to hate his mom, even if she was a victim of Eddie’s abuse. Deacon would be quiet about his opinion on the matter, it wasn’t his place to tell Jim how to feel. I think Deacon would feel like the relationship wouldn’t have lasted long anyways, so he wasn’t necessarily surprised when Street told him that he broke up with her. He then would tell Street that if he needed to work on his trauma from his childhood to talk to Wendy, as she helped Deacon with his depression.

[passionwillow]

Hi, can I request a Chris Alonso headcanons, were they are in a party and someone starts flirting with reader and she just think the person is being nice. I wanted to know how they would react to this situation.

Thanks.

Ahhh im so happy to have a request for Chris!! I can definitely write this!

[imaginingyourfandom]

chris alonso dating a paramedic - headcanon

Late night snack trips 

Long drives

Worrying about her constantly

Her turning up at your work to bring you lunch

Giggles and laughed over the stupidest things

Being close with the rest of the team

Telling each other your deepest darkest secrets

Standing up for her when she introduces you to her family

Training together

Teasing each other constantly