EmiliaCecilia

She/they|Writes for Barcelona, Man United and F1 + others if requested!|Croatian and English Speaker

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Emilia's Masterlist! <3

Hello hello! Finally, a masterlist! I only update on weekends!

PABLO GAVI

-I'm Here

-Long Distance

-Dance with me!

JUDE BELLINGHAM

-Languague

-Bookshop

-Looks

-Back to the Old House

PEDRI

-Bet

-Angel

F1

-Stream Princess Saviour~ Lando Norris

OTHERS

-I love you~Alejandro Garnacho

-Our Day~Alejandro Garnacho

-Love of my Life~ Alejandro Garnacho

-Will it Ever be Okay?~Garnacho and Hojlund

-Espresso~Garnacho

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omg. so crazy right!!!! i’m back!!! and hopefully for a good bit. everything has been pretty hectic in my life. i broke up with my boyfriend, feeling better, and genuinely doing so much better, i was in a really depressive mental spot, but im back! i will be writing again, i’ve improved! and i just want to thank a lot of ye for still being here after like 2 years lol. i am hopefully updating every week! (also the master list probs wont be used bc im not bothered💔)

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is… she back…? (maybe)

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MAKEUP~Lando Norris

More uploads, more F1!!!

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Type~Fluff

Lando Norris x fem!reader

You always did your makeup in front of Lando. Even once you started dating and he would spend the night, you'd go to bed all natural and wake up, have breakfast, do skincare, blah, blah and do your makeup. Lando always watched closely, watching you do full glam on nights where you went out on the town and clean girl makeup when you went to go visit his family. He always admired your work. The way you sculpted your eyebrows, the way you'd always put three small dots of liquid blush on your cheekbone and the eyelash curler which he called a "eye tourture device." One day, you were being unproductive, everything was cleaned by you and Lando around and inside the house the day before, so now you had nothing to do. But then, you had a creative idea. You get up and watch towards your bathroom. You get out your makeup supplies, setting it all on the counter before you hopped up on the bathroom counter and sat in the sink, almost like you and the mirror were having a very close and intamite talk. You hum as you slowly start putting on your makeup, you were trying out new makeup style, just going with the flow and seeing if you would try anything new. Lando was orginally next to you on your shared bed, once you went to the bathroom, he paid no attention, just scrolling on his phone, but then he heard clinking and the humming. He always knew you were doing your makeupif you were humming. You didn't put on music while you did your makeup, finding it too distracting and scared you would mess up with your makeup. Lando get up and walked into the bathroom, he looks at your seating arrangment and starts laughing. "Hey gorgeous." He says, chuckling. "Hi sweetie." You mumble, blending out the concealer under your bottom lip. You go back to hummong and doing your makeup as you still hear Lando snicker from behind you. "Can you notttt?" You whine and turn back to face him. Then suddenly, you had an idea. Lando looked at you nervous and confused as you smiled wickedly at him. Then, the gears all clicked into action and he got the memo. "Oh no. oh no no no no no, your not doing my makeup!" He starts backing away as you hop off the counter and start slowly edging towards him. "Nope!" He yells before running away, but you chase after him. After a little wild goose chase around the house, you back him into a corner, and get you eyelash curler our of your pocket. "No escaping now." You smirk. Before he has a chance to slip past you, you jump on top of him, causing you both to land on the ground. "Let's do this." You giggle." "Ugh... no...." Lando complains. "And....done!" You exclaim as you back away from Lando. His eyebrows were done, highlighter on his nose and corner of his eyes and eyelashes were done. He looks at himself in the bathroom mirror, looking from all sides before he gives a nod of approval. "I look soooo sexy.." He puts out a couple of poses, a flash goes off and Lando looks at you. Your phone in you hands as you start to laugh some more. "Don't post that." Lando warns you. "Hm..." You pretended to think. "I'm serious!" He starts to sound desperate. "Instagram is gonna love this!" You giggle and Lando starts chasing you, this time, causing another chase.

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Ｄｏｇ Ｗａｌｋｅｒ☆

Guys. I kinda love this. Trying out some new stuff <3

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Charles x fem!reader

Type~Fluff

You sigh as you knock profusely on Charles Leclerc's door. You get out your phone once more for what feels like the thousandth time, and text him, when in reality you sent him only five texts. You take a step back as you hear shuffling in the apartment and a few seconds later, the door opens to reveal Charles, his eyes wide with pity and panic. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I overslept, I'm late for meetings! Shit!" He leaves the door open you his apartment as he sprints back to his room to get out of his pyjamas and into proper clothes. You step inside of the grand Monaco apartment, admiring it everytime you walk into the comforting space. Suddenly, you hear fast paws, scratching on the wood floor. You smile, already knowing the small Dacshund was making his way towards you. You kneel on the floor as you see the golden fur of the dog. He runs to you, putting his front paws up on your knee has he jumps up on you. "Hey bud!" You chuckle as you pick him up, licking all over your face. "Ready for your walk?" Leo barks in response. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "

Shit, shit, shit!" Charles curses for almost the hundreth time. He fumbles with the keys as he tries to lock his door. You look at the puppy, sitting on the floor paitently, wagging his tail. His harness and his leash connected to him, the leash in your hand. You're a dog walker for the famous Charles Leclerc. You're an old friend of his, you train dogs, your good at your job, no doubt. You usually train police dogs but you have some days off. One day in particular, is when Charles is in meetings and hasn't got the time to walk Leo. You teach Leo how to heel and sit and stuff like that, small things to make Charles's life a little easier and the wood floors not covered in dog piss. "Your getting paid extra. I'm so sorry." He looks at you for a second, while still juggling the keys in his hand. He finally tries a gold one, going into the keyhole perfectly, and turning with a satisfying click. He mutters a small "aha!" under his breath, while you start giggling at him. "What's so funny?" He turns to you, hands on his hips as he cocks an eyebrow causing you to laugh louder and harder. "I'm usually the one late, I thought Charles Leclerc was always early and on time?" You cover your mouth. "Fashionably late, this time." He flips his non existent long hair, which makes you proper laugh and blush. Yes yes, you had a crush on Charles Leclerc, but who doesn't? You're just lucky he even knows who you are and that you exist. You liked him for his humour and personality, but yes, looks and charisma did also play a big part. "Let's hit the road!" You exclaim, which causes Leo bark and start walking. You walk down as far as the car park where he waves you a goodbye with his perfect smile. You return it. You and Leo make your way to a park, you watch as the leaves start falling, signaling it will be Winter soon. Christmas, snow, hot chocolate, the whole lot. You blush at the thought of it spending it with Charles, you shake the thoughts quickly as you realise a cat is across the road and Leo is barking his head off. As you were walking Leo, Charles couldn't stop thinking about you in the meetings. Your smile, laugh, your eyes, everything about you. It's corny as fuck but when he saw you again after highschool, it felt like love at first sight. You were training a dog that was quiet stubborn but you weren't giving up. When Charles saw you, he froze in his car. When you were close enough to it, he jumped out, calling your name and you started talking. If he cold go back to that moment, he would again and again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You're chilling inside of Charles's apartment after your walk with Leo, Charles gave you a key incase you were finished early or you wanted to come by. You thought of this as a nice gesture so whenever you came over, you cleaned. You always left the place sparkless and he always bought you food, win win. You hear the door unlock, the aroma of pizza makes its way throughout the apartment. You hear footsteps get louder and you see Charles come into the living room with a pizza box. "Hey." He grins at you exhaustedly. "Hey." You return it. He throws himself on the couch after placing the pizza box on the coffee table. You guys have a feast, eating, laughing and chatting. As you cleaned up, you knew it was time to tell a secret to Charles. A secret you've kept for a long time but it would be told now. "Charles?" "Yes?" "I'm moving to Argentina." Crash. "Charles, are you okay?" You step over the shards of plate and end up standing next to him. You take his hand and study it, a small cut with blood, but still producing a lot. You look up at him, his eyes were spaced and heavy with something. Dread, most likely. "We have to get this cleaned up, cmon Charlie." You tug on his arm. But he doesn't budge. "When... do you leave?" He swallows hardly. "Early morning. Everything is at home packed. I just wanted to spend my last time here, with you, before I go. Cmon, let me clean you up." You bandaged his hand, and sat on the couch with him, trying to crack some jokes but nothing. He was so.. empty. You sat on the couch, the TV playing some white noise. You looked at him. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. My lease was up and one of my friends live there so I thought it would be a nice change.... I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier so you could get a new walker for Leo." You explain to him, a pang in you heart as you see his eyes well up with tears. You look at the clock. 8pm. It was time for you to go home and get some sleep, as you flight was at 4am. "I have to go, speak to me Charlie." You pleaded, desperation in your voice. "Fine." You get up grab your purse off the coffee table and walk into the hallway. You take off your slippers and place on your combat boots. You check yourself in the mirror, wiping away a tear in your eye with your nail. You turn towards the door and open it, a hand grabs your wrist and you look back. Charles. He closes the door with his other hand, and takes your hands in his. "Don't leave. I need you." He says lowly. "I...We're good friends. We can make it work over Faceti-" "Not a platonic, 'I need you'. A romantic, 'I need you.' Are you that dense? I love you. Stay. Fuck Argentina, stay with me." He slips one of his hands out of your and uses it to tilt your head up, making you look him in his gorgeous eyes. He leans down and gives you a sweet kiss, filled with love. "If I didn't convince you, I hope that did." You stand there, in shock. You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him again, with fierce love and promise. A promise that you will stay. "I love you too, Char." You whisper against the ghost of his lips. "So your staying? With me? And...will you be my girlfriend?" He does a cute clueless little eyeroll, which makes you laugh and blush. "Yes, to all of those." You kiss in the dimly lit hallway one last time.

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For you, my love~Alejandro Garnacho

HELLOHELLOHI i know ive been gone for so long but ive just started my hardest year of school (i say while sitting my fat ass down, eating melon and watching the singapore gp)(i was went to publish this a while ago if u didnt guess) i will try do write more! ALSO SEND REQUESTS PLS THATS MY ONLY MOTIVATION

REQUESTED BY @mxryxmfooty (i see ur posts all the time and i love them)

!!NOT PROOF READ!!

type~fluff

23/11/23

Everton vs Manchester United

2 hours before the match.

You made your way to the Old Trafford Stadium. You park in the overloaded carpark, looking around at people so they don't notice you. You approach the door that says "STAFF ONLY" and knock three times. Once you don't get an answer in the next ten seconds, you take out your phone, the screen lighting, you unlock it and press the "Love <3" contact and text; "I'm here"

After a couple of minutes of you waiting in the cold, your coat doing not much, the door opens. "Hey, I'm so sorry, Erik went on a long rant." You take his hand. You look in Garnacho's eyes, smiling warmly. "It's okay." You walked into the back door with him. Both of you walk to the changing rooms which, fortunately, was also the time all the guys finished changing. Fernandez was talking to Rasmus when he turned his head and spotted you. "Y/N!" he shouted in delight, which made all the Manchester United players turn their heads and make an uproar of celebration stopping you. You hugged them all one by one, which took so long that Erik appeared behind Casemiro. "Guys, match is starting soon, get outside to train." All of them waved goodbye to you except Garnacho who stayed by your side. Erik looked at both of you and smiled slightly. "Nice to see you again, Y/N. Cmon Ale." Garnacho pressed a peck to your cheek which made you go find your spot in the stand.

5 minutes before the match.

You wiggle through the crowd of people, all mumbling and grumbling while you say your 'excuse me''s and 'sorry!"s. You found your seat and sat down, making yourself comfortable. By the time you got yourself situated, the whistle blows, indicating the match has started. The third minute. The third minute, Dalot kicks the ball and Garnacho throws himself up and strikes a bicycle kick. The ball smoothly hits the net. The crowd ERUPTS in cheer, the minute it hits the net. You stand up too, and start screaming with the biggest smile on your face. Garnacho runs to the corner flag and does his celebration. Even though you couldn't hear him with the loud noise, you could hear the "SIUUU" as he does Ronaldo's infamous celebration. After a few minutes of celebrating, they were told to go back and play the game on the pitch. As Garnacho runs to his position, you can see his eyes searching amongst the stands until he spots you and smiles.

You couldn't hear him but you knew what he said.

"That was for you, my love." He screams as he points to you in the crowd

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george-"i need some encouragement mate"

*starts talking about stats*

give my boy what he needs😭🙏

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LETS FUCKING GO ALBON!!!! U GOT THIS!!!!!!!!

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i was eating lunch and my dad was watching the race in the living room and he shouts "PIASTRI DOWN" i ran SO FUCKING FAST and he goes "im just joking :P" not cool dude.

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my fucking boyfriend

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i NEED oscar to win

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heyyy! could you write about alejandro garnacho x singer!reader who writes a new song (espresso by sabrina carpenter) and everyone teases him and calls him whipped because of the lyrics? thank you smmm❤️

Espresso~ Alejandro Garnacho

A/N: not proof read so spelling mistakes!!!

Now he's, thinkin' 'bout me, every night oh, isn't that sweet?

I guess so.

You were a popular singer, going on tours and making big apperances in shows, but you still lived back home in Manchester. Part of living in Manchester meant that your family was big Manchester United fans. You would go to matches as little as 5 years old. But when Man Utd won, it wasn't the cheer of the stands that brought you the overwhelming happiness, it was the celebration between the players and their loved ones, specifically, their partners. You wanted to marry a footballer (from man utd ofc) to celebrate the wins and feel the warmth and happiness of the win together.

I can't relate to desperation, My 'give a fucks' are on vacation

You were on vacation in Argentina when you met the young football star, Alejandro Garnacho. He still had his old brown and bushy hair, but still the same guy you have today. You asked him for his autograph and he did the same to you. Both chuckling out of nervousness and excitement, he asked you to dinner and hang out with his old Aregentinin mates, of course, you said yes.

And I got this one boy And he won't stop calling

Garnacho and you started dating after your vacation in Argentina. After a couple of months, you released a song called "Espresso" Many people wondered who did you write this about, why did you write and honestly, you were in no rush to answer them. You had everything figured out. But when Garnacho heard "Espresso," he called you imeadiately.

"Hel-"

"Is Espresso about me?"

"..lo."

You chuckled at the excitement you heard in Garnacho's voice. "Yes love, it is." You smiled and shook your head, even though he couldn't see. "Really?" You hear his voice rise. "Yes." your jaw starts hurting from smiling. "Does this mean we're telling the world?" He says seriously.

"Yeah."

When they act this way I know I got 'em

After going to a couple of Manchester United games and his blowing kisses to you after he scored some goals, people eventually connected the dots. For those who didn't, the pinned post on your Instagram page of you two kissing explains it.

"Awe! Our lad is whipped!" Harry Maguire points out as the Man Utd changing room blasts your song. "You getting reddddd Alejandroooo?" Martinez teases Garnacho. "Shut up.." he mutters. "He's so blushing!" Rasmus laughs and hits his shoulder. But, to be honest, Garnacho has you. So his teammates can tease him and call him whipped all they want.

Is it that sweet? I guess so That's that me, espresso

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Where~Carlos Sainz

TWO UPDATES IN TWO DAYS!?!?!? Actually call ur mothers this time (don't)also smth a little sad :( but it's ok!!! very short too (sorry i need comfort)

Type~Sad with a smidge of fluff

When you and Carlos started dating, you had been there since McLaren. Then to Ferrari, then to now. Lewis Hamilton, replacing him in Ferrari. You almost broke down crying when you saw the news, he didn’t tell you anything because he signed the NDA. Life was draining from his eyes whenever you saw him, as the days passed by, the colour almost faded from him.

But, the big question remained, where will he go? You spent countless nights by his side, him crying into your shoulder as you hug his large figure. “Where am I gonna go?” He sniffles. “Will you still love me if I went to a smaller team?” He looks up at you with those be dreamy and now teary eyes that you first fell in love with. “I will always love you, no matter where you’re going because i’ll be following you.” You smile lovingly at him. And for the first time in a whole, he doesn’t cry out of sadness, but out of the love you hold for him in your heart.

“Where you go, I go.” You whisper gently.

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I NEED MORE TUMBLR FRIENDS WHY IS SO HARD TO MAKE FRIENDS ONLINE

IF U LIKE SOCCER AND/OR FORMULA ONE PLS MESSAGE ME SO I DONT ROT IN BED ALL ALONE

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Stream Princess Saviour~ Lando Norris

A/N- I'm back from my casket people. And what is this? A LANDO NORRIS FANFIC!? Goodness, sound the bells, call your mothers! (I'm not funny) anyways enjoy <3

Type~ Fluff

Lando went back to streaming. Good news, right? Wrong. You could hear his high pitched little giggles from down the hall. You decided to watch the stream, oh boy that was a big mistake.

As soon as you clicked onto his stream you immediately noticed the huge whiskey bottle sat next to him, his lips looked wet, seeming as he just took a swing of the bottle.

"Guys! guys.. guys.. guys.. guys..." He yelped and then started whispering into the mic. "Do you wanna know where Carlos is going?" He smirks. Well this can't end well. The chat was flashing answers of yes and of course and all sorts of agreement. "I'll tell you... I'll tell you..." He says, slurring his words.

You get up and quickly rush into the room where his PC was. You grab the back of his chair and pull it away from the set up, the wheels of the chair squeaking a bit. "Right, stream's over." You say, clicking around his monitor, searching for the end stream button.

"What!? Babe, no no no no! I was gonna tell them something REALLYYYY important!" He whines and scoots his chair behind you, grabbing your waist. "Say bye to the stream Lando." You say, as you finally locate the button. "Bye bye... Also! Carlos is going to-!"

Stream ended.

You exited out of his tabs and turn around to look at him. "Really? You are a PR's worst nightmare when you stream." You grab the bottle of alcohol. "And especially, with this." You put it down again. "Baby pleaseee.... I wanna stream!!!!" He pouts, rubbing your sides up and down. "No." You cross your arms.

He pulls you onto his lap, your legs on his sides, straddling his lap. "Please..." He buries his head into the crook of your neck and fake sobs. You roll your eyes and catch a whiff of his strong whisky breath. "Ew. Babe your breath smells. go brush your teeth and join me in bed." You climb off his lap and walk out of the room, hearing a faint sigh and a "yes ma'am." which makes your smirk.

You feel a dip in the bed and look to your side to find Lando, faceplanted in his side of the bed. "Sobering up yet?" You turn your attention back to the book you were reading. You hear a muffled, "A bit" from Lando. He turns his head to face you and he quickly sits up and takes the book out of your hand. "Hey!" You pout but he ignores you. He puts it on your nightstand and turns off the lights. He big spoons you and nuzzles his head into your neck.

"How do you put up with me?" He says. "I'm on the brink of letting go." You laugh. "Don't say that!" He blows a raspberry on your neck, making you squirm and squeal. After more raspberries and giggles, it quiets down.

"Thank you for ending the stream honey, I would have been in so much trouble." He smiles. "Your welcome sweetheart, now get to bed."

Where would Lando be if he hadn't had his Stream Princess Saviour?

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That was so good! You DO know how to write poly relationships! And I expect more lmao

will do lol, again, request anything and i’m thinking of turning this account into a multi fandom account…? like f1, tv shows, movies, yk the regular and i mean ANYTHING. lemme know :)

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Will it Ever be Okay?~ Alejandro Garnacho and Rasmus Hojlund

A/N: WE'RE BACK LADIES, GERMS AND EVERYTHING ELSE! Requested by the lovely @screechingphantompuppy thank you <3 Idk if i can write poly relationships lol

Genre: Angst with a smidge of fluff

Warnings: None(?)

Requested?: Yes

After the Burnley match, the Man United team stumble sadly into the changing room. Erik gave them a speech and as soon as he was out the door, the team burst into chatter. Most importantly, Rasmus and Alejandro. "I did so shit." Alejandro said. "It's okay... dude." Rasmus put a hand on his shoulder awkwardly. Alejandro noted that and the word "dude". Alejandro looks at him with confusing eyes, making Rasmus take his hand of Ale's shoulder. Once they were both changed and it seemed the tunnel was empty and no one was coming Alejandro and Rasmus waved goodbye to the rest of the team, they left quickly, luckily. Soon, you appeared out of an entrance. "All clear?" You whisper. They nod at you and you make your way over to your boys. Yes, your boys. Alejandro and Rasmus were a thing maybe a month before they met you. Knowing that the public would go feral, they kept quiet. And then they found you, sipping on your martini, looking lonely at the bar. After losing a game of rock, paper, scissors, Rasmus goes and strikes a conversation with you. You hit it off, Rasmus introducing Alejandro as his boyfriend, made you sad a little. Both such handsome men and both of them were taken by each other, shame. They can tell your mood shift and Rasmus blurted randomly "We're looking for a third partner." and that was it. After multiple dates (them wearing hats and sunglasses to cover up) you agreed to join them in their relationship. You hug both of them together and planted a kiss on each of their lips. "I'm sorry about the match, babes, but ye can do better in the next one!" You said cheerfully. Ale smiled at that and immediately got better. "Ready to go home?" You take both of their hands, knowing you're going to have to quickly let go soon. "You know what Ras said to me in the locker rooms? "Dude." and he put his hand on my shoulder like a bro thing." Alejandro snickers and your laugh bounces off the walls. "What? Do you want everyone to find out, including our parents?" He talks back. Your voices silently echo through the tunnel, and a faint step of boots follow behind, none of you realising. The next day, you got up late, sandwiched between the boys, you pry out and reach for your phone. "Holy." "SHIT." You shriek. The lads got up in an instant. "What is it babes?" Rasmus is quickly to pull you in his arms but you push slightly back. "THEY KNOW. EVERYONE KNOWS. THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS." You say, your voice threatening to go to whispering level. "About what?" Ale rubs his eyes. "About us." Tabloids, magazines, newspapers, news articles, Twitter, Instagram, Youtube, whatever app, there was pictures with you, Hoijlund and Garnacho kissing in last nights tunnel, holding hands, laughing. Video clips of you kissing them, speaking to them, them to you. Everything. "Okay, okay." Rasmus is pacing around the room, your staring into nothing and Ale is snooping around on the internet. "Fans are pissed. Like, PISSED. Threatening to throw us off the team, finding us, shooting us, calling you," Ale jerks his head in your direction. "a slut, a skank, not satisfied" He turns off the phone and then launches it across the room. "FUCK." He cries into his hands. Each of your parents called each one of you. Ale's and Ras's parents were shouting like you can hear them in the whole building and yours were the same. You motion for Rasmus to stop pacing and you grab Ale's shoulders and Rasmus's shoulders. "It'll be okay. We have each other. Everything will be okay." They nodded into your chest. But you were lying to them and yourself. Will it ever be okay?