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vintagepascal · 1 year ago

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alfajores

AN - the poll I put up the other day won out with fluffy pedro/reader and I'm working on a request I got for it but it's taking me a hot sec, so have this one that I already have written to hold you over :) hope you enjoy!

word count - 2,900+

rating - teen

content warnings - no warnings, just fluff!

summary - you decide to surprise pedro for his birthday on set with some help from bella (ao3 link if you prefer, it's titled pedrito over there :) )

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you worry too much

You hit send, tucking your phone quickly between your thighs as you tried to relax, eyes trained on the window outside as the plane started to pull back from the jetbridge. You were never much of a liar, but you hoped desperately that you could pull this one off somehow.

Your phone buzzed. A text from Pedro, no doubt.

Mi amor, that’ll be four shifts this week. You need a break :(

You couldn’t help the smile that it brought to your face, knowing that he had no idea that you’d be seeing him so soon.

I’ll survive. Busy is good. Now go film some cool shit, tell Bella I said hi. I’ll text when I can. I love you

Love you more. and no hi for Bella, they ate all my bday cookies.

You chuckled to yourself and quickly clicked your phone over to airplane mode. You’d paid for the inflight wifi so he wouldn’t suspect anything if he happened to have enough breaks in filming to text you - he was a worrier at heart, especially when it came to those he loved, and an undelivered text would be enough to put him into a panic.

With everything set into motion, you settled back into your seat and reviewed the plan.

You’d had it in the works for a month. All behind the scenes of course, but you’d gotten everyone in on it that you could. Neil, Craig, Bella, Gabriel - anyone who would be around set. The filming schedule was insane, but you knew that they’d want Pedro’s birthday to be special, especially since he wasn’t able to come home and spend it with you.

In the years that you’d been dating, you had learned he loved a good surprise, though he would never admit it. And even more so, he would never, ever , let anyone make a big deal out of things for him. Even if he played it off for the press about loving the attention, when it came to those close to him he would much rather celebrate those around him than be the one in the spotlight.

It was no surprise that they were one hundred percent on board with throwing a bit of a surprise party, with you being the main surprise. The next part of the plan was simple - getting a few days off work had been easy enough, considering Pedro had insisted that you went part time and only worked when you wanted to once he landed another job. It was a luxury that you allowed, considering it meant you got to spend so much more time with him when he was off filming, and even go on the occasional press tour with him.

Once the flight was booked and everything else had been arranged, the hard part came - keeping the love of your life in the dark. Pedro was the type of person that you wanted to tell everything to. From the simple things, like the dog in the rain boots that you’d seen on 2nd avenue that morning, to how much you wished you could be together all the time - any thought you had flowed off your tongue so easily to him. He was your safe space, and you were his, which was a cornerstone of your relationship from day one.

Thank god you’d only finalized your plan a few weeks ago, or you weren’t sure you would have made it.

As a cover up, you found a highly rated South American bakery in Vancouver to send some of his favorite cookies and sweets to set, just like the ones his mom used to make when he was young. You sent some flowers too - hydrangeas, spray roses, gerberas - something to warm up the cold Vancouver set he’d been dealing with. He’d called you that morning from hair and makeup, so grateful and excited. You’d promised him there was more to come when you could see him in person, which he thought was in three long weeks when there was a small break in scheduling for something Bella needed to do back in London. That seemed to be enough of a birthday present from afar to satisfy him.

You hoped he was still in the dark as you watched the small plane flit across your screen, taking you mile by mile closer to him.

It was a long flight from New York to Vancouver. You spent the majority of the time doing something you didn’t get to do often on flights - watch something Pedro was in. Majority of the time, if you were on a long haul, Pedro was right beside you and in his true almost 50 year old fashion, he’d break out his headphone splitter and want to watch something with you. You’d only recently got him to agree to airpods. Obviously, that meant anything he had been in was off limits, so you took the rare chance to go back and watch Narcos - you were only in season two, and you were loving how much screen time Pena was getting.

It made you smile hearing Pedro getting to show off in both Spanish and English - he’d taught you quite a bit in your relationship, and you caught quite a few words throughout the episodes that you recognized, though most of the time you were too busy watching him to pay much attention to anything else. God, you would never understand how you’d gotten so lucky.

Halfway through an episode, a text popped up on your phone.

This is gonna be so good dude, he is proper clueless.

You laughed as you read it in Bella’s voice. A picture came through next of them holding a small cookie and running away, with a blur that you assumed was Pedro in the back.

Also, pls send more alfajores before he kills me

By the looks of the photo, they were shooting outside of the city still, which was what you had planned for. Pedro had begun a habit of sending you a picture each morning of the set for the day, a way of keeping you involved from afar. It seemed to be the same beautiful landscape as earlier - you hoped he had been having a good day so far.

The rest of the flight went off without a hitch. You texted Pedro once, feigning that you were on break at work, unsurprised that he wasn’t able to answer right away, as you knew he was busy.

The excitement really started to set in when you touched down in Vancouver. You shot a text to Craig once you landed - it was 7pm local time, and you had about an hour and a half drive to get to set. To your surprise, the crew had insisted that you got the celebrity treatment by association, and had sent you a driver who met you outside of the airport and immediately got you on your way.

You made small talk with her until the first and only hiccup of the plan appeared - Pedro’s face popped up on your phone, an adorable picture of him from last summer on your vacation to Hawaii - an incoming facetime call. Of course. He usually called you in the evenings, but it wasn’t always a facetime. As much as it killed you, you let it ring through, waiting about five minutes until you returned it with a regular call.

“Hi mi amor , everything okay? You off work?” He picked up on the first ring.

“Yeah yeah, I’m good! I’ve got a headache so I took a shower and got straight in bed, sorry I didn’t pick up.” It felt so wrong to lie, but you knew it would pay off.

“Oh no cariño, did you take some medicine? Did the shower help? There’s some of that tea I made you last time in the cabinet still, in the purple box.”

“I’m fine love, just need some sleep is all. Guess it’s a good thing I’m not there to put a damper on your birthday fun,” you teased, grinning to yourself. Your driver let out a tiny chuckle that you caught in the rearview mirror.

“Wish you were here, headache or no headache,” he sighed. “I miss you.”

“Miss you more.”

“ Mentiras. ” He said. “Lies,” he translated when you didn’t contradict him. “I won’t keep you, just wanted to see your pretty face. We can talk in the morning when you feel better, okay? Call me if you need me. I love you.”

“I love you too. Happy birthday Pedro, I’ll call you in the morning.”

“Bye amor.”

You hung up, letting your head rest back and your heart flutter as the city began to fade away behind you.

One hour later, and you were frantically texting with Bella, attempting to find the best way to surprise Pedro as you arrived on set.

Have your driver drop you off by my trailer, and I’ll sneak you into production stage. Meet you there in five.

You relayed the message and sure enough, Bella came scurrying around the corner, practically tackling you in a hug once they found you. You’d met them the first time you came to set with Pedro, back in the beginning stages of production during some team bonding time, and you knew how important their relationship was to the both of them.

“Do you think he has any idea that I’m here?” You asked, following Bella as they led you around the back of a large temporary structure that you assumed was production stage.

“Not a single fucking clue. Craig and I have been playing it off all day long, talking about how fun it would be if you were here,” Bella grinned. “I think Neil is bringing out a cake, c’mon, we gotta hurry. He’s probably in his chair, just hang back and sneak up behind him.”

As you rounded the corner, you heard the hum of voices inside and noticed the chairs. Bella gave you a quick thumbs up and hurried around so they didn’t draw any attention to you, coming in from a different angle and taking their chair next to Pedro. You spotted Neil first, walking very carefully with a large chocolate cake alit with candles in the general direction of the chairs.

Crew began to gather around and you swung to the right so you could blend in but still see Pedro’s face as he realized what was happening. They all began to sing and you watched the adorable blush spread across his cheeks. Bella was filming beside him as he smiled and blew out his candles to the applause of all of the cast and crew - it warmed your heart to see so many people celebrating the man you loved.

They took the cake to a nearby table and began to cut it, passing Pedro his piece first. In all the noise, you seized your opportunity to sneak up behind him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and squeezing gently.

“Can I have a bite?”

His eyes blew wide as he craned his neck to try and see who was behind him. You leaned back to help him out, laughing at the pure shock on his face.

“What!? What the fuck are you doing here!? You’re in New York!” He discarded his cake to the side, roughly pushing his chair out of the way to get to you as he stood up all in one move, wrapping you up in his arms. You could vaguely hear applause somewhere behind you but you didn’t care. It felt too good to be in his arms after so many weeks, your brain didn’t have much space to process anything else.

When he finally loosened up it was only to kiss you softly twice on the lips, then once on the forehead before he leaned back and grinned at you.

“You sneaky little thing.”

“Guess I’m not in New York,” you teased, popping up on your tiptoes to kiss him one more time before you disentangled from him, leaning over to give Bella a fist bump.

“Oh you knew about this? Huh?” Pedro asked.

“Of course I knew about it, I’ve known for a month man!” Bella grinned.

“Oh you see if you make it through a single take tomorrow kid,” he threatened, but they were both laughing.

“Actually, as a birthday gift, tomorrow is a rest day. Everybody can thank Y/N for that one!” Craig announced, which was met with whooping and cheers from everyone, with a few yells of your name. Pedro pulled you up against his side.

“I assume that means you’re spending the night then, eh?”

“Nah, figured I’d just pop in for five minutes and then catch the next flight out,” you grinned, rolling your eyes at him. “I’m here for three days, two nights.”

“Not long enough. Never long enough, but I’ll take what I can get,” Pedro sighed, kissing your hair. “Now get some cake so we can go home.”

Home in Vancouver was a nice apartment that Pedro was renting downtown. After cake was had, final birthday wishes were given and hugs were distributed, Pedro changed back into his own clothes and led you to his rental - an Audi, of course. He opened the passenger door for you and climbed into the driver’s seat, holding your hand as he sped off of set and back towards the city.

It didn’t matter that you had just done this drive - he held the back of your hand up to his lips, pressing soft kisses there as he drove down the highway and you couldn’t have been more content.

“I cannot believe you’re here right now. I thought I wasn’t going to see you for weeks,” he said, shaking his head. He hadn’t stopped smiling since you had appeared behind him.

“I couldn’t leave you alone on your birthday,” you sighed, leaning over and resting your head on his shoulder. It was late New York time, and the adrenaline of the day was beginning to wear off now that you were with your man.

“You can sleep cariño, I’ll wake you up when we get there,” he murmured to you.

“No, no I'm okay,” you reassured him, but it was already garbled.

The next thing you felt were soft lips on your forehead.

“We’re here mi amor. C’mon, let's get you upstairs.”

He helped you out of the car, the lobby lights of the building helping to wake you up a bit as you made it to the elevator. The driver from earlier had put your suitcase in Pedro’s car, and he managed it with ease as well. You stayed tucked up to his side as you headed up to the top floor. He unlocked the door easily, keeping one arm wrapped around you even as you walked through the door, rolling your suitcase into the corner. He kicked off his boots and tossed his keys somewhere, and then he was scooping you up, making you squeal a bit when your feet left the floor.

“God you don’t know how many times I’ve thought about you being here lately. I’ve missed you like crazy baby.” He carried you down the hallway and into the kitchen, sitting you down onto the counter. Without asking, he turned and made you a glass of ice water. “Drink. You’ve been on a plane all day.”

You listened to him, grateful for the cool liquid on your dry throat.

“I need to go get all this makeup off, but I’ll be ready for bed in five minutes. Meet you there?”

“I could go with you,” you offered, but your words were garbled by the long yawn that immediately followed. Pedro chuckled, kissing your nose.

“I don’t think I can hold you upright and wash all this grime off at the same time love. Go climb in bed. Stay awake for me, I’ll be there in just a minute,” he instructed, taking you by the hips and placing you on your feet. He didn’t let go until he was sure you were steady, and then he disappeared to the bathroom.

You didn’t even bother going for your suitcase. Instead, you moved to your boyfriend’s drawers, finding his old Lakers shirt. It smelled so much like him that it made you smile as you stripped out of everything but your underwear and pulled it on.

You climbed into bed, making yourself sit up so you wouldn’t fall back asleep as you listened to the water run in the bathroom, then turn off. Pedro was humming a song as he got ready, and you couldn’t help but grin when he emerged only a few minutes later in just his boxers, hair damp and a matching smile on his face.

He wasted no time in climbing into bed next to you, immediately reaching over and pulling you right up against him. His hands splayed out underneath your shirt, finding skin as he sighed, pressing his nose up to your neck and breathing you in.

“Ahh, mi deseo,” he breathed.

“Translate,” you whispered, eyes closed as you melted into him, trying to get your skin onto his everywhere that you could. It lit a familiar fire in you that began to burn deep.

“My wish,” he said. “I wished for you. Today, but also for so long.”

“I’m here. Right here,” you breathed, hands slotting into his hair. His fingers found purchase against your hips, pulling you over and on top of him.

“Happy birthday Pedrito.”

“Happy birthday to me,” he grinned, and got to work.

#my writing #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal #pedro pascal writing #pedro pascal fluff #:)#hope you enjoy! my next one has some angst thrown in hehe #and im still working on my javi p one I just have the worst writers block of all time apparently lol #sorry the gif is shitty I threw it together in literally 5 minutes haha

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fairytsuk1 · 11 months ago

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BIRTHDAY SEX W ALEX SINCE ITS HIS BDAY PLS PLS PLS

birthday sex with alex …

he’d tried to keep it under wraps, it wasn’t that big of a deal! it was just another birthday! but not to you. first, you’d surprised him with his favorite meal, tamales rojos.

“babee, you didn’t have to at all!” he exclaims, rounding the corner and planting a fat kiss on your cheek, “my favorite, you know me so well!”

you grin, pecking his lips, “of course, mi amor, te amo muchísimo.”

your dinner is nice, loving and delicious! the two of you have a post-meal cuddle, and that’s when your present starts to form and shape into the best gift he’s ever had.

your fingers graze the open fabric of his button up, the skin smooth and he smells like caramel when you tuck your face in his neck. alex’s eyes are closed, a pleasant hum escaping him as you started to touch him.

“hey,” you mumble, beginning to slide up your shirt, “look at me.”

his eyes blink open. his gaze hungrily devours you as your shirt gives way to supple tits that he can cup in his hand, the softness of your tummy, the way you sit perched in his lap and sitting right where his dick would be.

“don’t you look nice,” he purrs as his hands glide from your ass to your hips, “is this my birthday present?”

you give him a heated kiss first. the two of you already failing to hide your need as whimpers bubble out of your lips like boiling water. alex is a good kisser, and it’s so sexy how he pulls you close enough to really feel all of him at once.

“fuckk, how is your skin so soft?”

“a lady never tells,” you giggle, rolling your hips against his half-chub, “wanna ride you, can I?”

alex looks like he’s died and gone to heaven. this certainly feels like heaven to him. he can only nod, a puppet to your ministrations as you explore his body. the buttons open in soft pops as more and more of his golden chest is delivered to you on a golden platter. it makes you whine as blunt nails scratch against his pecks.

“ride me, fuck baby. wanna feel you fuck me,” he sighs, hands clutching onto you as your hands tease bis belt buckle.

the two of you watch eagerly as your work his belt off, unzipping and freeing his cock from his jeans. he’s fully hard now. alex lets you take the lead, letting out a choked gasp as you grip him through his plaid boxers, “aah! shit…”

“does that feel good, baby?”

“mhm, yes!”

the way his pre-cum soaks into the fabric leaves your mouth watering. the length, knowing he would stretch you out so well as you took him balls deep to the base. your eyes meet alex’s in a way that both your desires are easily communicated. he needs you, and you him.

it’s a quick clash of kisses and spit as your bottoms are fully tugged off. it’s almost comedic the way your clothes drape over the edges of the couch, but you’re too wet too even think of anything but alexalexalexalex—

“need to feel you, babe, please hurry,” he whines, sucking a mark into your neck as you align the tip of his dick with your creamy hole. your hands card through his hair lovingly, “you’re so fucking hot, i’m so lucky.”

“i’m lucky,” you whisper, feeling his heavy balls pap against your ass as you sink down on him with a shudder, “happy birthday, honey.”

alex doesn’t reply, too lost in the way your tight walls squeeze around him; how he might blow his load just from the feeling of your hands in his hair and pussy clenching around him.

you’re a goner too. you were already so turned on, but the stretch was still shocking every time that you couldn’t help but moan out, “god, you’re so big. you make me feel good all the time. fuckk!!”

“i love making you feel good. thank you, thank you!”

the two of you work as a team. alex’s hands grip your cheeks as he helps you establish your rhythm. it’s intoxicating when your nails scratch against his back as you bounce like an eager bunny in his lap. the noises are so lewd, too.

the poor couch wheezes under your desperate thrusts. your passionate fucking lets out messy slaps as you fuck alex. he looks up at you with suck love in his eyes, you don’t even realize his hips grow erratic as he grows closer to cumming.

“c-can’t hold on much longer. gonna cum, babe, oh my god. i’m gonna fill you up, oh fuck…!”

the coil winding in your tummy leaves you breathless, but it’s his gift after all and you’re determined to see it through. you work your hips smoothly, staying consistent as alex falls apart under you in a heap of whimpers and begging, “gonna cum, baby? yeah?”

“yes! please, let me cum,” he’s not even sure why he’s begging, but it feels too good to stop.

alex looks up at you with misty eyes, and you give in to your baby, “fuck yes, cum in me. fill me up, babe, i’m yours.”

alex gasps, voice practically giving out as he cums in thick hot ropes. your gummy walls are so warm, squeezing around him needily as he bucks into you again and again, “that’s it, oh my god. you’re so good, so fucking good,” you mumble into the crown of his head as he starts to calm down.

you’re still so turned on, but you let alex come down fully as his cock softens inside of you. you don’t mind, loving the warmth and security as you cockwarm him.

“alex?”

“hmm?”

“happy birthday, baby.”

your boyfriend cheeses against your skin, unable to help the infectious grin. his hands squeeze your hips as he looks up from the valley between your tits.

“thank you,” and he bites his lip, “but aren’t we forgetting something?”

alex’s hand glides to the apex of your thighs, thumb just barely gliding over your clit.

“now, give me what I want,” he mumbles brattily, beginning to push you back.

gladly, you give the birthday boy what he wants.

#quackity x y/n #quackity smut #quackity x you #quackity scenario #quackity imagine #quackity x reader

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targaryenluvs · 2 years ago

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charles leclerc x actress!reader insta au

(this is my first bare with me)

GUESS WHOS BIRTHDAY IT IS??

ME BABY!! 🥳so heres a lil bday post 😘❤

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yourusername honeymoon things 🥳

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charles_leclerc the best day of my life, i cannot wait to start the rest of my life with you my darling ❤

yourusername cant wait for the rest of our lives, i love you mon amour 😘

zendaya you two make me sick, best wishes x

yourusername @tomholland2013 wheres the ring at??

tomdaya_2 STOP IT OMG YES TOMDAYA WEDDING BABY!!!!

tomholland2013 ive got it right here just waiting for the word y/n/n

danielricciardo you two little lovebirds sure know how to keep people up at night, poor headboard of yours 😔

pierregasly and why were you listening 🧐

danielricciardo pretty hard not to with the screa-

yourusername STOP SAYING THESE THINGS IN MY COMMENT SECTION 🔪🔪

f1gossip 📸📸

scuderiaferrari Congratulations to our favourite couple ❤

carlossainz55 now whats that supposed to mean 🙄

mercedesamgf1 You're one of our favourites Carlos! Congratulations Charles and Y/n we wish you the best.

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charles_leclerc I've always imagined this day ever since I met you. I love you so much and I cannot wait for what the future has for us.

Je t'aime mi amor ❤

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yourusername the future's bright charlie ❤

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charles_leclerc it always is with you.

sydneysweeney my favourite couple, im sorry i couldnt be there bae x

yourusername its okay ours was better anyway xx

charles_leclerc excuse me 🧐🤨

roscoelovescoco Sorry I couldnt bees theres 😅 Best wishes!!

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lew44love the random s help 😭😭

lewishamilton Don't mock my Roscoe and his spelling 😤

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lew44love NO I WOULD NEVER

isahernaez do i get to report on this amazing wedding??

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scuderiaferrari Good luck Charlie!

anya_uiman is the ferrari admin a disney fan 🤨

yourusername who doesnt love charlie??

landonorris me, i want carlos back 😩

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carlosainz55 miss you too lando 😘

landonorris @maxfewtrell im gonna kill you

maxfewtrell best wishes to the happy couple! 😊

georgerussell Mate that was an amazing wedding, although you could take some dance classes 😉

charles_leclerc my wife says im an excellent dancer thank you very much

georgerussell Well of course she's gonna say you are!

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lewishamilton Never.

yourusername "Wife" I like the sound of that ❤

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carlossainzwho · 1 year ago

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dear angel lacy, eyes white as daisies

dad!carlos sainz x mom!reader

no one is giving me the girl dad content i want of carlos so i thought i should do some myself. enjoy!

lacy woke in the morning as a four-year-old girl. she ran to her parents bedroom, only to find it empty, bed neatly done and no mummy and daddy. confused, she ran down the stairs, her little legs carrying her little body and burst into the living room.

she couldn't believe her eyes - purple and pink balloons hung from the ceiling, birthday banners were spread across the walls and a small pile of presents lay on the side of the room.

she bounced to the kitchen and there stood her parents - daddy was making fresh chocolatey special pancakes and mummy was putting up a massive banner that read HAPPY BIRTHDAY LACY!

'mummy! daddy! i'm a big girl now!' lacy squealed delightedly

'aw, my baby is such a grown-up! happy birthday mi amor' y/n turned around and planted a giant kiss on her little girl's forehead.

she turned to her daddy and jumped up and down. 'yayy, daddy making pancakes! i love you daddy!'

'and what about me?' y/n retorted

'of course i love you mummy!'

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to my dearest little angel lacy, my daisy-eyed princess, happy 4th birthday! mummy and daddy love you 💖

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carlossainz55: i remember when she was a tiny little baby 🥰

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landonorris: happy birthday to lacy! love, your favourite uncle - you look better in papaya! 😌

oscarpiastri: happy birthday lacy, from your REAL favourite uncle! although i also agree, she definitely looks better in mclaren gear!

carlossainz55: no she doesn't pastry oscarpiastri: you bet she does, sainz yn~instagram: stop fighting you two! 🙄 oscarpiastri: yes m'am 🫡

user 1: not oscar and carlos fighting lmao

user 2: she's so fkn cute!

user 3: such a beautiful little girl!! happy bday lacy!!!!!!!

charlesleclerc: i still think i should let her wear some of my merch... the number 16 looks better on her

yn~instagram: no she doesn't, shut up frenchie

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charlesleclerc: how dare pierre like the comment! pierregasly: the woman's go a point, charles yn~instagram: let's not forget that you are french too, pierre 🫣

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pierregasly: ugh 🙄

carlossainz55

can you guess who the birthday girl is?

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yn~instagram: the birthday girl is lacy!

landonorris: save some cake for me please? 👉👈

oscarpiastri: me too danielricciardo: me three p1_coach: me four! some for harlow would do too! yn~instagram: why are all of you so damn hungry 😭 carlossainz55: sorry guys i ate all of it landonorris: goddamit carlos!!

user 4: im on my knees its MY dream bday party

user 5: such a pretty girl awwwww

user 6: oh to be carlos sainz's daughter

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user 6: HOLY SHIT HE LIKED THE COMMENT

user 7: gasp user 6: GASP INDEED

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got the birthday girl lacy some ice-cream!

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landonorris: lacy didn't let me have some of her ice cream 😪

oscarpiastri: well she did for me, so I'M the favourite papaya uncle landonorris: no, i am! yn~instagram: for the last time, STOP. FIGHTING. oscarpiastri: yes m'am 🫡

user 8: not oscar and LANDO fighting now lmao

user 9: god i love them all

lilyzneimer: the birthday girl definitely looks happy with that ice cream! although, i do recommend strawberry flavour for next time!

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user 10: who knew f1 drivers could be such dweebs?

yn~instagram: the only dweeb on this planet is charles damn leclerc charlesleclerc: hey!

user 11: oh to be a fly on the wall in an ice-cream parlour... *sighs*

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thanks for reading! liking and reblogging will help so much! you are always loved <3

of course, more olivia rodrigo has been used because she is STUNNING!

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aricastmblr · 1 month ago

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uarmyhope instagram stories felicita a j.m jimin (vídeo)

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futbol16 · 2 years ago

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Not In Front Of Me! • Alexia Putellas

Took me a while but I’m finally here with another forgotten birthday angst! Hope you enjoy!

Request: This idea would be amazing: Reader is Mapi’s younger sister and Alexia’s gf and it's her bday and all of the girls seem to have forgotten. Neither Alexia or her sister manage to cheer her up when she comes into the facility and match sadder than ever. Alexia and Mapi had absolutely no idea what was going on and were kind of getting annoyed with Y/N throughout the day and tearing Y/N down even more, which she thought wasn’t possible. Until a journalist asks them in a post match interview what they did for Y/N’s birthday and the whole team is left speechless. They can’t get a hold of Y/N as she disappeared right after the game. They eventually find her after the whole team, especially her two favorite people were sick with worry at her favorite spot on the beach, alone, cold and in tears. You can take the angst level to another dimension

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This was your day, your 25th birthday and to say you were looking forward to today would be an understatement. A week ago you had made plans with Ingrid and Frido to go out for coffee before the match and later that day you’d celebrate with your teammates.

You loved celebrating birthdays with your Barca teammates because it felt like a big family. Everyone had their roles, the responsible ones; Irene and Sandra, the ones more excited about the cake than the celebrations; Mapi, Caro, Marta and Alexia, and the rest were the silly children going crazy. You’d all dance around to the loud music like there was no tomorrow.

There’s a skip in your steps as you arrive in the lounge room looking for the two Scandinavians. It’s not hard to spot them towering over some of the others and you approach them with a wide smile as you put your arms around each of their waists.

“Ready for that coffee date?” they laugh at your excited face as they pull you along and out of the facility and to the coffee shop. You spend the next hour or so with them talking about the Christmas break and sometimes bringing up a memory from your early Barca days. Conversation flows so smoothly that you don’t even realize they haven’t wished you a happy birthday until you’re glancing down at your phone and see the date. It wasn’t like they had to congratulate you on your birthday the second they’d see you but the two of them were usually the firsts to do so.

“We better get going or we’ll be late for the bus” you nod at Frido’s words and the three of you hurry back to the rest of your teammates.

You quickly grab your training bag and shove it into the bottom of the bus before walking over to your girlfriend and placing a kiss on her cheek.

“Hola mi amor” you greet her cheerfully which she doesn’t seem to reciprocate

“Where were you? The three of you could’ve missed the bus or made us late to the stadium Y/N” she lightly scolds you and you frown at her.

“We just had coffee, we made sure to get back in time” she exhales lowly before turning to the bus.

“Come on then cariño”

As you walk the stairs of the bus you find your usual seat next to your sister, it had been an unspoken rule the two of you followed. You’d always sit next to each other before matches no matter what, you could’ve had an argument the day before but sitting together was a must. It was like a pre match superstition. You plop down in the seat next to Mapi who turns to you with a raised eyebrow as you get comfortable. You sit in silence for a while knowing that she was getting in the zone but you grow tired of it quickly.

“Hey Mapi?”

“Hmm?”

“Are we gonna go home for Christmas?”

“Yeah” she answers shortly as she turns back to look out the window, hinting that she wouldn’t like to talk. But like any younger sibling you’d push her just a little more.

“Are you bringing Ingrid with us?” she turns back to you as she answers

“Sí, that’s okay, right?”

“Of course, I love Ingrid!” she nods at you with a slight smile playing on her lips, but she’s also trying to focus on the match ahead of you all and you’re not helping her one bit.

“You know what day it is?” you continue as she stays quiet “It’s weird a year has already passed, I’m-”

“Go annoy someone else Y/n, I don’t have the patience for you right now!” she snaps at you and you stare at her with your mouth slightly parted as you get cut off. She rarely ever talked to you like that.

“Go!” she snaps again with an expectant look. You blink back your tears as you move out of your seat and look for an open seat closest to you. You sit in the empty seat next to Ana-Maria and the blonde gives you a sympathetic look.

“Happy birthday” she whispers into your ear as she pulls you into her side, you had always been close to her, even after her relationship with your sister ended. To know that your sister’s ex remembered your birthday but not your sister was like a knife to your heart.

“Thank you” you sniffle as you lean your head on her shoulder.

“What’s up with you?” your sister asks as you walk into the stadium, the frown having not left your face. You shrug at her.

“You feeling sick or something?”

“I’m fine María” you tell her as you push past her.

“Sure” she grumbles under her breath as she moves to her own locker.

As you make your way into the tunnel you feel a tug on your arm and you’re pulled into a stronger body.

“Happy birthday baby León” the Atlético Madrid goalkeeper greets you and you smile into her embrace.

“Thanks Lola” you’re about to say something else but you’re cut off by the shout of your captain.

“Y/N! Your own team!” you give her a look but she doesn’t budge and so with an apologetic look you move away from Lola and back in line.

“I was just saying hi to her” you mutter from your place behind Alexia.

“I know, but you can do that after the match, okay amor?” she tells you with a quick discreet kiss to your forehead before the two teams start their walk out of the tunnel.

You go into halftime leading 2-1 and five minutes into the second half you’re scoring Barcelona’s third goal. However, that doesn’t mean Alexia lets your mistakes slide as you accidentally give the ball away to the opposition for the second time in a row. She pulls you aside as the ball goes out.

“I don’t care what’s going on, I want you to be here and focusing on the match” are the harsh words that come out of her mouth. You know this is the captain's side of her, the captain that can’t make exceptions for anyone, not even for her girlfriend. Despite many beliefs, the midfielder was the softest person with you behind closed doors, but she was an ambitious player, much like most of you and so that side of her rarely was shown on the pitch. Which is exactly why you know you shouldn’t let her words get to you but with everything that’s been going on today you can’t help but take it to heart. Your best friends have forgotten about your birthday and your girlfriend is angry with you.

The match eventually comes to an end after a long 96 minutes and you’re happy to have your name on the scoreboard twice as Barcelona win 6-1. You’re pulled into the brunette’s side as Alexia puts an arm around your shoulders, a joyful look on her face.

“Good game, you played well, querida!” she tells you enthusiastically but you keep looking forward.

“Mhmm” you hum out as you shrug her arm off and gently move away from her. The midfielder stops in her steps with a frown as she watches you get pulled away by Lola, a smile making its way onto your face. You were always great friends with the goalkeeper, that was not why she was confused but rather at your bad mood. How could you be feeling sad after winning a match? She’s about to walk after you but Irene interrupts her and pulls her away for a post match interview where some of her other girls are already waiting.

“Congratulations on the win! Celebrations are big tonight at Barca after an amazing victory over Atlético Madrid and Y/N León’s birthday is today too!” Alexia, Mapi, Irene and Patri’s faces fall in sync. They’ve totally forgotten about that. Irene and Patri exchange looks while Alexia stares ahead with wide eyes, utterly disappointed in herself. Your sister looks behind the three of them in panic as she searches for your form. You had been talking with Lola only moments ago, where were you now?

“Anything special you’re doing for the birthday girl?” the interviewer speaks eagerly as she moves the microphone over to them.

“Erm-”

“I can’t find her” Mapi whispers so only the captain can hear next to her.

“Excuse us please, lo siento, we gotta fix something” your girlfriend rushes out as she hands back the mic and all four of them take off at the same time, the rest of the team following them to the locker room like a herd of sheep.

“Y/N! Mi amor!” Alexia yells out as they enter only to find your locker empty.

“Where is she?!” your sister speaks in a panicked tone as she puts her hand in her hair.

“What happened?”

“What’s going on?”

Mariona and Sandra ask what everyone else wants to know and the four of them turn to the rest of the team to explain but someone beats them to it.

“You all forgot her birthday”

“Like you didn’t!” Mapi points an accusatory finger at the other blonde, who despite the disappointed look she’s sporting stays calm.

“I didn’t” Ana lets them know.

“Fuck!” Mapi whispers under her breath. “Ale do you know where she went? Come on Ale, you know everything about her!”

The brunette thinks for a second before nodding. It doesn’t take the team long to arrive back to their own training facility where they decide they’d split up to cover more ground, everyone going in pairs to where they thought they’d most likely find you. Alexia and your sister stay back as the others disperse and Mapi looks over at the brunette.

“You know where she is don’t you?” she asks with a knowing look, grinning when the other nods back at her. Despite the situation they were in right now, your sister knew Alexia and you were made for each other. She was it for you and you were it for Alexia.

Without another word the two of them take off to the direction of the beach closest to your shared apartment with your girlfriend. Upon arriving they notice a form sitting at one of the larger rocks, supposedly you, leant back on said rock.

They approach you slowly, taking notice of the training bag by your feet and the Barcelona kit still on you. You’re shivering slightly, the thin hoodie on you not protecting you from the chill air of the evening.

You’re startled as someone sits next to you, you know it’s Mapi but you don’t bother to acknowledge her presence as you keep your gaze fixated onto the water. Your view is soon blocked by Alexia as she sits on your other side, your sister and girlfriend sandwiching you between them.

Alexia’s heart breaks at the sight of your tear stained face and she reaches out to wipe them away but you pull out of her hold. She feels her own eyes well up as she retracts her hand.

“Come on hermana, don’t be like that” your sister pleads but you shut her up with a glare.

“I don’t wanna talk right now” you huff out, though them leaving you alone right now was impossible to ask, not with the state you were in.

“I was really worried when you just left amor, I didn’t know if something could’ve happened to you while you were out alone”

“I’m not a baby” you mutter to Alexia

“I know, I know, but I’m always going to worry about you” she tells you sincerely and you nod at her words, though still not looking at either of them.

“How can I make this right pequeña?” your sister tugs at the sleeve of your hoodie gently.

“You forgot my birthday, both of you, all of you” you speak in despair. “I know it’s stupid that I still get excited about it but-”

“It’s not stupid” both of them cut you off and you stay quiet at that.

“I always look forward to seeing your excited face on your birthday”

This is when Alexia tries again and she slowly reaches out to grab your hand, but you surprise her as you lean into her body, pulling your sister with you until you end up in a heap of tangled limbs.

“Lo siento mucho mi amor”

“Yo también” your sister adds and a small smile makes its way onto your face.

“Fine, but you owe me a cake” you point to the defender who nods eagerly before you turn to look up at your girlfriend. “And you’ve got other ways to make up for this” the brunette catches onto the suggestive tone in your voice and she grins at you as she leans down to kiss you.

“Ew! I did not need to know that!” your sister jokingly gags and you push her away with a laugh of your own.

The three of you settle into a comfortable silence until you notice a group of people making their way onto the beach. Mapi tugs the two of you up and you stand on your feet with Alexia’s hand gripped in your own as you watch confusedly.

“Feliz cumpleaños bebé León!” your teammates scream as they get to you and a wide smile pulls at your lips as you notice the cake in their hands.

“Well you were quick with that one” you mutter to your sister who only winks back at you.

The twenty-three of you sit on the beach as you celebrate your birthday together, apologies thrown in the air along with further ‘Happy Birthday’s and the smile on your lips never leaves your face.

They might have forgotten your birthday, but they still managed to make the most out of today for you and you couldn’t be happier to have such a great group of friends.

“Te amo Ale”

“Te amo mucho mi amor” she tells you fondly as she kisses you and the two of you smile into the kiss as the girls cheer you on.

“Not in front of me Y/N!”

“What? I have to watch you and Ingrid kiss all the time too!”

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pinkslipxox · 16 days ago

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Hola amigaaa 🩷

May I please request celebrating your bday with Miko (my bday is Thursday and I just need a Miko bday fic)

Ahhh ofc my love! Happy early birthday! Te quiero mucho ❤️🫶🥰

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A soft giggle escapes your lips as you’re gently coaxed awake with kisses to your jaw, your girlfriend’s lashes tickling your skin as her arm pulls you closer to her body with ease. You slowly open your eyes to see your girlfriend smiling lovingly at you, her own eyes sparkling with happiness and excitement. You’ve never seen anyone more excited than you on tour birthday.

“Buenos días, birthday girl!” Miko squeals as she kisses your forehead, letting her lips linger there for a moment before kissing your lips.

“Buenos días, mi amor. Y gracias,” you hum, soaking in all the affection. One year older. And another year with Miko by your side. You could pinch yourself.

“Today is going to be full of surprises,” Miko says in a mischievous tone, and your curiosity is piqued.

“Really? Like what?” you muse, smiling.

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore, now would it?” Miko teases and you roll your eyes playfully.

Your first surprise of the day is a delicious breakfast consisting of French toast, scrambled eggs and a side of your favorite fruit. All made by Miko. After you eat, she instructs you to get dressed. And when you are about to change into the outfit you have chosen, Miko stops you.

“Maybe you should wear this instead,” she says as she pulls out a new dress in your favorite color from your closet and your jaw drops. The dress just so happens to be the exact one you were eyeing on at the mall a couple days ago.

“You didn’t,” you gasp, your heart swelling at how thoughtful and attentive your girlfriend is.

“Of course I did, mama,” Miko chuckles as she hands the dress to you. She then pulls you in and kisses your cheek. “Apúrate, Y/N, o vamos a llegar tarde a nuestra cita.”

“Nuestra cita?” you echo.

“Claro— nuestra cita para hacernos las uñas,” Miko says with wink before she leaves the room to allow you the change.

God, you love this woman.

True to her word, you and Miko arrive at a nail salon to do your nails. She kindly tells you to choose whatever service you like and you do so. You choose an all Acrylic French full set while Miko opts for a more colorful nail set. Miko then treats you for lunch at one of your favorite restaurants— just after she spoils you by buying a new bracelet that she insisted you had to have.

“Vicky… I love all the surprise so far, but don’t you think it’s a bit too much?” you giggle as Miko plants kisses to your neck in a secluded spot.

“Nada es ‘too much’ para mi nena en su cumpleaños,” Miko purrs before she peppers your face with kisses until you’re giggling.

Come nightfall, Miko has yet another surprise for you. The moment you open the door, a loud chorus of ‘Happy Birthday’ makes you jump. Your friends and family wrap you in their arms, congratulating you and giving you their best wishes as tears swell up in your eyes.

“Estás feliz, mi amor?” Miko asks, a slight edge of concern in her voice as she sees the unshed tears in your eyes.

“Claro que si! Gracias, Miko. Muchas gracias,” you sniffle as you wrap your arms tightly around your girlfriend.

“Nothing but the best for you, Y/N,” Miko murmurs before pressing a soft kiss to your lips, making your guests erupt in a chorus of ‘aww’s.

The party is full of lively chatter and laughter. Your favorite music plays in the background as you mingle and dance with your guests, your heart swelling with happiness. Near the end of the party, Miko presents you with a huge birthday cake and you blow out the candles. It’s almost midnight when the party ends, and you and Miko collectively decide to clean up when you wake up in a few hours.

Alone in your bedroom, Miko takes you in her arms, and you can’t help the smile that spreads on your face. You’ve never felt so happy and loved. And so special.

“Disfrutaste tu cumpleaños, mi amor?” Miko purrs, her lips brushing against yours, her voice smooth as velvet.

“Sí, mucho,” you hum blissfully as you wrap your arms around your girlfriend’s neck.

“I have one more present for you,” Miko muses with a smirk, her eyes sparkling with love and lust, and you can’t help but giggle. “Now that we’re alone… I can finally give it to you.”

“Oh, do you, now?” you purr, and with a hum, Miko connects her lips with yours in a passionate kiss as you fall back on the bed with a soft moan.

Best birthday ever.

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lando-piastri · 2 months ago

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Maybe a lil carlando birthday fic? Lando teasing Carlos about being 30 and Carlos teasing Lando about being into “old men”

I guess Lando likes frogs in this one??? idk where this came from lol also its an au where his bday doesn't fall on a race bc it worked better 😅

Lando closes the door to their apartment with a soft click, careful not to wake Carlos who’s still sleeping soundly in the bedroom. He leaves his keys on the little frog-shaped dish that stands on the table next to the door. Carlos had given it to him as a joke once, but Lando had found it adorable and immediately gave it a new home as a place for all their little trinkets.

He smiles fondly at this memory and he makes his way to the kitchen, where he can finally put down the heavy box he’s carrying. He quickly washes his hands in the sink before he comes back to assess his efforts. The birthday cake he’s gotten for Carlos has thankfully survived the transport from the shop to his car and to the apartment. The writing he had requested on top is done with smooth, glittery red letters, their color contrasting nicely with the black of the cake. All in all, Lando is very satisfied with the result.

The telltale sounds of Carlos waking up and going to the bathroom prompt Lando to stop staring at the black cake and finally put it in the fridge. For now, milk and cereal will have to do.

When Carlos enters the kitchen five minutes later, he’s greeted by a very excited Lando sprinting to his arms. A big smile splits on his face as he opens them to encompass the other man to a hug.

“Good morning mi amor,” he whispers and places a small kiss on the top of his head. Lando’s curls tickling his nose softly fills him with a love he can’t handle that early in the morning. “Your hair is tickling me” he says instead, hoping Lando will understand him anyways.

Lando understands him, of course. He kisses him deeply, and a little messily too, but Carlos pretends not to notice the little tear threatening to fall from his eye. “Happy birthday baby” he breathes against his lips, before pulling him into a tight hug, burying his face in Carlos’ chest.

When they pull apart, Lando beckons Carlos to the table and places a big bowl of cereal in front of him. They sit on the table eating their breakfast, their feet touching every few seconds. Carlos thinks it’s one of the best mornings of his life.

They move to the sofa later, Lando snuggled against Carlos’ side, with the other man’s hand draped around his shoulders. He pokes his hand against his ribs, a mischievous grin forming on his face. When Carlos turns to look at him, he passes him the remote and plasters the most innocent expression that he can manage on his face.

“Do you want to choose the show we watch today, honey?” he says casually, his voice not betraying him for a second.

Carlos turns to look at him at that, his raised eyebrow almost reaching his hairline, but he can’t read the expression on Lando’s face. “What happened to I’m the youngest, so I get to choose then?”

At this, Lando starts to crack. He still delivers his joke before he bursts out laughing though. “Oh well, I thought, since you’re turning thirty, I’ve got to respect my elders, you know?”

He bolts out of the sofa as he says that, and narrowingly manages to avoid Carlos’ tickle-trap. He still hears his squeak of indignation as he enters the kitchen though.

When he comes back, Carlos has put on some show and is waiting for him with a little too innocent of a smile on his face, in Lando’s opinion. When he sees the cake in his arms, however, he bounces quickly up and on his feet, forgetting about Lando’s teasing from before. Until he sees the cake, that is.

It’s a beautiful black cake, with his driver’s number drawn on the side and a chili pepper next to it. It’s only when Lando puts the cake on the table that he can see what is written, and he immediately tackles him to the sofa, the tickling not avoided this time.

In between bursts of laughs, Lando manages to form a sentence. “What? I knew you would love it!”

“Lando! You’ve literally written Happy Birthday Old Man on it! I’m not that old, I just turned thirty!” He jabs a finger in his armpit, just to be sure he got his point across.

Lando, however, seems to really enjoy being tickled today, because he doesn’t stop. “Exactly! You’re, like, ancient. You have to bestow your wisdom on me.”

A shit-eating grin forms on Carlos’ face when he hears that. “Well, Landito, my piece of wisdom is as follows. Lando Norris is into old men,” he fake-whispers. “It’s true, he told me himself. He likes them really old. In fact, he loves it especially when they’re past thirty.” He makes a mock-shocked face, like he’s scandalized to hear what just came out of his mouth.

Lando seems to find this hilarious. He’s laughing so much that tears form in his eyes and he would be doubling in half if Carlos wasn’t sitting half on top of him.

When he calms down, he pulls him in for a kiss before sitting up to serve them some cake. “It’s your birthday Carlos, you get to choose which piece you want first,” he says, and grabs the knife he’d left on the table.

Carlos looks at him excitedly when he hears that and rushes to investigate the two pieces of cake he had cut.

Later, when they’re sitting in bed, Carlos thinks this is the best birthday he’s had in a while. And if the next morning he makes Lando call him old man as he’s making him unravel under his touch, well, that’s no one else’s business but his own.

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