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Hi ♡ this is Mel, I'm an amateur writer with bad English trying to get better on each post.

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Mick Schumacher

☆ Overprotective

☆ No photos, please

☆ I choose you

☆ Worst sister, best cupid

♡ Dating Mick Schumacher

Carlos Sainz

☆ Lovable

Charles Leclerc

☆ Pasta lovers

♡ Dating Charles Leclerc

Daniel Ricciardo

☆ Heartbeat

Max Verstappen

☆ I'm yours

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Lando Norris

George Russell

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harrysfolklore

nepo boyfriend - fc43

summary: franco colapinto is dating leo messi's daughter, which makes him a "nepo boyfriend"

folkie radio: GUYSSS HERE IT IS! took me a minute to do this requests but there you have it. i had to educate myself on messi lore for this and omg he has the cutest love story with his wife, im obsessed lol. anyway, i hope you like this!

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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yn.messi home 🤍🇦🇷

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username1 IT GIRLLL

username2 coolest nepo baby

username3 ESPERA is that franco colapinto??

└ username1 she's been dating franco for years now 👀

└ username4 our boy stealing messi's daughter's heart purrrr

username5 little messi has a boyfriend???

└ username1 yeah he's literally argentina's next f1 star

why4anne

Juno

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Category: Social Media au

Summary: Pop star Y/N L/N cannot behave herself on social media. But who can blame her when her boyfriend looks like that?

Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter

Masterlist

starsmacabray

me watching harry potter in public: “yeah, so those two characters actually have a pretty interesting backstory once you get into the lore of it all…”

watching harry potter alone: *beaten, bruised, tear stained eyes* “—AND NO ONE GOT HIM OUT OF PRISON FOR 12 YEARS. NO ONE EVER EVEN LOOKED FOR HIM. NO ONE EVEN TRIED.”

moonsprcngs

I love love love your writting. can you do an enemies to lovers Sirius Black one shot? idk like make it hella dramatic, like fighting in the rain n then they kiss, or like a truth or dare n they have to kiss or sum. again love u sm have a good day stay healthy

amortentia ; sirius black x fem!hufflepuff!reader 𐙚

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summary: one thing about you is that you could not stand sirius black. one thing about sirius black is that he could not stand you.

warnings: swearing, drinking, james is an arse in this sorry :,(

a/n: hi my lovely, thank you so so much for the compliment & the request! i'm so flattered that u love my writing. i love YOU and i hope this did ur idea justice! <3 i also decided to make the reader a hufflepuff in this cause i thought it'd be a cute lil asset, hope u don't mind!

check out my masterlist & send in any requests <3

One thing about you is that you could not stand Sirius Black.

suckerforprettyboys

HI BAE <33

okay, so i had this idea of jeremiah x academic validation gf & i can’t stop thinking about it & i just KNOW you’d write something amazing with it. do with this as you please 🫶🏼

you are so much more- j. fisher

j. fisher x reader, no use of y/n

2nd person pov, WC: 975

warnings: bad grade iykyk

“I’m just worried about you. This isn’t like you.” Your teacher sighs, leaning up against his wooden desk. A paper with a big fat “C” written in red pen burns a hole in your brain as you keep eye contact with it through your teacher's monologue. You had stayed up all night studying for this AP exam, did study groups, tutors, and even had after school help from said teacher. So how could this have happened?

“Can I bring it up at all? Extra credit or bonus points?” You whimper out, tears stinging the back of your eyes.

Your teacher sighs, turning his head towards the ceiling in thought. In good news, your parents wouldn’t be horrendously mad. They knew you had studied. In bad news, the college board doesn’t care how much you study. All they look at is the letter on your report card.

“Hm.” He hums, “I don’t see why not.” A spark of hope began to light and warm your body, heart returning to your chest from where it had dropped to the pit of your stomach. You breathed a small sigh of relief waiting for your teacher to continue his response.

“Even if not, you’ll have time to bring it up and all your other amazing grades should help it. I’ll email you over the weekend with some extra credit opportunities for you to choose from so we can get this whole ordeal dealt and over with, okay?” He sadly smiles, patting your shoulder sympathetically.

“ ‘Mkay,” you mutter, tucking the horrid test away in your bag for later. You and the teacher bid farewell for the weekend and you begin your trek through the hallway to the parking lot. Jeremiah was supposed to pick you up after football practice today, but there was no way you were gonna let him see you like this.

Tears broke through the wall you had put up and silently made their way down your face. Your friend intercepts you in the hallway, worried as to why you're crying .

“You know that test I took a few days ago. The AP one?” you sniffle.

“Mhm. What about it?” her eyebrows scrunch together in sympathy, hoping you're crying from joy and just messing with her.

“I failed!” You sob, pulling your hands up to cover your puffy face. Your friend wraps her arms around you, trying to calm you down. She continued to hold you in the middle of the hallway, swaying back and forth until you had calmed enough to breathe evenly and answer,

“How bad?”

“I got a C,”

“Ok,” she smiles sadly. “Not horrible!”

“Yeah, ‘guess,” You shrug, whipping the remaining tears from your eyes. A ding comes from your back pocket and you pull out your phone to check. A small string of profanities leave your mouth as a text from Jeremiah comes in, informing you of his arrival. Frantically, you explain to your friend why you have to go and say goodbye while rubbing your eyes dry.

Panic set in as he waved at you from the driver’s side, all smiles. You tried your best to fake a smile as you hopped in his Jeep asking him about his day and thanking him for the ride. The two of you carried on a solid conversation for a while and you had begun to feel better. A small feeling of thankfulness formed as you realized that Jeremiah had yet to point out your current state. You had almost begun to think you had gotten away without him noticing.

“You okay?” He questions, reaching for your hand.

“ ‘M yeah. Why?” You smile, trying to cover up the crack in you voice.

“ ‘Dunno you seem…sad today.”

That’s when the dam broke.

You turned away from him, tears reforming in the corners of your eyes and falling down like a waterfall. A sniffle was what had truly given you away. It was subtle and quiet, but Jeremiah wouldn’t have missed it in the loudest room in the world. He knew you. But he also knew you’d talk when you were ready, so he let you be.

As he turned into his driveway, he put the Jeep in park but didn’t make a move to get out. He just sat there. Waiting for you.

“Wanna talk about it,” He whispers, rubbing his thumb soothingly back and forth on your hand.

You nod slightly, shifting yourself to face him. You explain the situation from start to finish. All the countless hours of studying. The tutoring and extra help. Being called to stay after class. Seeing the test. Talking in the hallway. Driving home. All of it. And he sat there, listening. He listened to everything, letting you get it out.

“Ok, well. That’s it I guess,” you shrug, whipping your nose with your hoodie sleeve.

“Oh honey,” he coos, pulling you into his lap over the console. You wrap your legs around his waist, hanging on to him. Your head finds its way into the crook of his neck and arms comfortably situate themselves around his neck.

Jeremiah’s hands rub up and down on your back, making little patterns to try and soothe you. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear as he holds you.

“I am so unbelievably proud of all you have done,” he whispers, holding you tighter. “One bad grade doesn’t define you as a person. You are so much more than a grade. I love you so much, baby.”

“Aw, Jere,” you sniffle again, beginning to tear up.

“No, nuh-uh. No. More. Tears. Pretty girl,” he chuckles, pulling you away from his neck. You pout at him as he holds your face in his hands.

“I love you too, Jere Bear,”

“Wanna go inside and cuddle?” he smiles. And with just that, all your problems had melted away. God, you loved this boy.

mentally-in-northern-italy

the right time — j.f.

** not my gif **

Summary: Jeremiah's confession of his true feelings for you always seems to die on his tongue. Until one day, they finally find their way out - AKA the three times that Jeremiah tries to confess, and the one time he finally does.

Requested: request can be found here

Word Count: ~5K

A/N: jeeeez. i got carried away with this one. i had so so so much fun writing this so i hope you enjoy it!! so sorry again for the wait but hopefully this makes up for some(?) of it? i also changed up some aspects of it from the request, so i hope that's ok!!! anyways i have a few hp requests sitting in my inbox and i wanna publish them in the next week or so, so be on the lookout :)

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Jeremiah had always been a bit of a fan of ripping off band-aids. He liked the finality of it, the speed of it, the elated feeling that always enveloped him after the fact. He liked getting it done in one go and never thinking about it again. Whenever he watched Steven slowly peel his band-aids off his skin, he would cringe all over, wanting to shout at him to just be done with it.

He berated himself now, as he sat on your bed, when he couldn’t seem to take his own advice. He could never listen to his better senses when it came to you. No matter how hard he tried.

And he tried really, really hard.

#do yourself a favor and read this #j.fisher

taytrashmouth

Jeremiah as your boyfriend

(The lack of Jeremiah content on this app is shocking, so I’m here to make some 🤣)

He always hugs you from behind, and it always makes you smile.

He is completely in love with you, and anyone could see it from a mile away

Conrad and Stephen tease him for being a ’simp’ but it never stops him.

Before you were saying you mentioned how dates nowadays suck, you get a text from the guy, you drove yourself to the place, you talk for two hours and then repeat the next time. You wanted a real date, where you get flowers and he opened the door for you,etc.

Jere being jere he remembers this, on your first date he knocked on your door and when you answered there he was, your favourite flowers in hand, in a dress shirt. “Will you go out with me?” He smiled. You smiled so wide you giggled, you nodded. He opened your door for you, played your favourite music, and drove you to your favourite restaurant. It was perfect. And when he dropped you off at home, he made sure you were thinking the same thing, and he kissed you on the porch.

Dates would include: movie nights cuddled on the couch, late night swims, picnics on the beach at sunset. Dancing around the kitchen whilst you both baked cookies. Going down to the boardwalk.

Whenever you saw him he would have something for you, a printed picture of the two of you, he would write notes on the back (I love you or Hi :) or I think you’re cute, etc) or a flower he’d picked. Normally small things but sometimes it’d be jewellery or his hoodie.

He Is clingy and loves cuddles.

He would def drop anything he was doing to hang out with you, he once even stopped playing games with Steven just to go hug you.

He would tell you you’re beautiful, gorgeous, hot, cute. Funny, smart, etc all the time, and what’s better is he really believed all of those things and you could hear it in his voice.

He would always put on your necklaces for you and then he’d lean down and kiss your collar bone or your shoulder.

You went overseas for a while to visit an old friend and when you came back home, he met you at the airport, and had made a big sign with your name on it. He dropped it as soon as he saw you, you ran to each other and he lifted you off the ground spinning you around as soon as you made contact. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed. It had only been 2 weeks but it felt like a lifetime.

Whenever you made out, he would always pull you in by your waist.

When it rained he’d always insist on going out and dancing in it. You’d dance and splash each other forever until you went blue in the lips and he pulled you back inside. You’d both go get into warm clothes and make some hot chocolate. He’d push the couch right up to the window and you’d sit there, watching the rain and you’d read to him

You’d often talk for so long the stars would turn to sunrise unbeknownst to the two of you.

He would teach you how to play his video games, and even when you struggled he never became irritated, he’d help you and say “it’s okay, you’re still better than Stephan.” Which always made you laugh.

You’d teach him your hobbies and you would take turns picking movies.

Often he would hold your hand and brush your cheek or push hair behind your ear.

He lived for cuddles, you’d fall asleep on his chest when watching a movie or watching him play a game, he wouldn’t dare move.

He always kissed you and hugged you when you wore his hoodies or shirts.

You liked stargazing and he’d join you to keep you company.

For your birthday he gave you a huge box filled to the brim with photos of you two together, and a necklace with his initial on it (your favourite Taylor swift song) most of the day was spent with him helping you put the photos up on your wall in a collage. And then driving around to get all your favourite snacks and watching your favourite movie.

When you got a good grade or learned how to cook something new, any new accomplishment, no matter the size. He always kissed you on your head and congratulate you.

You enjoyed cooking and often made him dinner, he’d always hug you from behind and stay there the entire time you were in the kitchen and claim he was helping. You didn’t mind.

You were comfortable being silly with him.

He would always wait to do everything with you, never wanted you to feel left out.

He’d kiss you at midnight on New Year’s.

He let you play with his hair or paint his nails, he didn’t mind.

You went to pride marches with him, you knew he was bi and supported him fully. He was nervous coming out to you at first but quickly realized that you loved him no matter what. When you hugged him so tightly and told him he never had to be scared talking about it with you.

When you were on your period He would give you a hot water bottle and but your favourite chocolate.

Sometimes he’d scare you, hide behind the door frame when you got home. You would jump and scream every time, and then you’d laugh as he hugged you. You quickly learned to get him back.

When you cried he would let you talk it out and hug you like the world was ending. He would always listen so carefully.

When he cried, which wasn’t often, you would hold him tightly. You knew he didn’t like talking about this stuff but you let him know you were there to listen anyway.

You weren’t that close to your family but the gishers slowly became family. You would go to dinner with Susannah, Conrad and Jeremiah at least once a week.

#do yourself a favor and read this #j.fisher

pretty-little-mind33

King Of My Heart

James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: You and James are friends with benefits until daisies and an incident with one asshole Quidditch player stirs up some hidden (or not-so-hidden) feelings

Genre: Fluffy fluff <3

Warnings: swearing, slut shaming, mentions of sex, pranks

Since you met him in Charms class your fourth year he'd been a nuisance. In the beginning, you didn't even consider him; he was just some boy who was consistently louder than anyone else in the room and incredibly obnoxious.

Only eventually, it became obvious he'd somehow wormed his way into your heart when in the first month of your seventh year, three drinks in and one drunken kiss later, James Potter had ended up taking more than just your heart.

#mel's variety of favs #j.potter

astonishment

𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝖣𝗂𝖽 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖲𝖺𝗒 𝖸𝖾𝗌?

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. 𝖲𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗎𝗉𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾?

You make your way to your seat and smile at your friend as you set your bag down. You hated Divination, but at least it was the first class of the day. You just had to smile and nod at Professor Trelawney for a mere ninety minutes, and then you won’t have to see her again until next week.

You’re pulled away from your conversation as a loud commotion catches your attention. You turn your head to see the infamous marauders making their way into the classroom.

“Good morning, boys,” you greet them with a smile as they pass you by.

Sirius, Remus, and Peter all wish you a good morning as they make their way to their respective seats.

“What about me? Don’t I get a proper greeting?” James asks, dropping into his seat beside you.

“Well you would,” you say, absentmindedly playing with your quill. “But with so many people present, I might get in trouble for indecent exposure.”

James eyes widen as he turns to look at you.

“Close your mouth, love. You’ll catch flies,” you tease.

#mel's variety of favs #j.potter

rebelelegance

Could you do a young!James Potter where reader tries to ask him to be their valentines but he keeps talking over them and talking about Lilly. So reader gets fed up and asks someone else, and James gets jealous or smth?

Hypocrisy

Summary: James doesn’t seem to want anyone other than Lily. So after one point, you decide to stop trying

Requested by anon

w/c: 4,500+

Pairing : James Potter x reader, Surprise marauder x reader, marauders x platonic!reader

A/N: I’M SO EXCITED THIS IS MY FIRST EVER REQUEST AHHHHH. Thank you so much anon. Ily

Reader is an animagus here. I made her a wolf animagus (since they do exist, but I kept her marauder name as Aspen (or Penny) so really you imagine any animal)

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There was nothing you and James Potter hadn’t done together. Both of your parents were close and that meant that you usually spent time with each other. More often than not, you’d be at his house. At this point you knew his house better than you did yours.

So were you best friends? Hell yeah.

But what came with being best friends since you were in diapers?

By the 3rd year at Hogwarts, you’d fallen head over heels for the boy.

Now 3 years later, though his obsession for Lily had grown, it changed absolutely nothing. You were in love with James Fleamont Potter.

The rest of the marauders knew. But somehow, James was absolutely oblivious.

But this year would be different. You would confess. You promised yourself.

But now it’s February and you’d done nothing.

“Are you even going to ask him out n/n?” Sirius asked as you both ran to your class. As usual you were too busy pranking the Slytherins to realize that the next class had started.

#mel's variety of favs #j.potter

raving23

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y/i/n

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y/i/n: cleaning out the attic and came across a photo of mick and i one summer years ago. Jump forward to now and we're in bahrain ahead of his first pre-season test as an f1 driver! very overwhelmed and very proud of you @mickschumacher

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mickschumacher: forever grateful to have you by my side

lewishamilton: cant wait to see you both on track!

10th march, 2021

#do yourself a favor and read this #ms47 #I'm a sucker for the childhood friends trope #WHY NOT ME

shaarlslec

birthday flowers

words: 2345

requested by anon: "every year on her birthday, someone leaves flowers and a gift on her doorstep before the clock strikes midnight"

notes: hi! there was no name for the request but i totally pictured this cute idea with mick and i hope you like it this way! <3; just pure fluff, and nothing else;

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You were in awe each time you kissed him that your stomach still twirled in twists as if your mouths never knew each other until then.

It is your 26th birthday party, and you have decided at Mick’s pleadings to host it at your favorite restaurant.

You opposed at first, all you wanted was a small casual party in your apartment, and yet your boyfriend insisted for days to bring all your friends and family there assuring you that he is going to organize every single little detail.

#do yourself a favor and read this #ms47 #I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE #i want a Mick #i need a Mick

leclvrc

boyfriend material ♡ ms x reader

summary: soft launch with some... obstacles

requested? yes/no

mercedesamgf1

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mercedesamgf1 two of the many moods of mick 😉

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mickeymouse who's he on the phone with

yn_vettel me :)

mickeymouse HOLY SHIT 😭

mickschumacher It was Seb actually :)

yn_vettel rude 😒

mick4merc HOLY SHIT x2

mercmaids the way i could never tire of him in merc gear 😤

shoemaker man has been in the paddock 0.2 seconds and looks ready to leave again

yn_vettel this is the kind of content I signed up for 😁

mercedesamgf1 we aim to please 🙌🏻

mickeymouse y/n in her simp era... where's seb your sister is going after your bestie !!

yn_vettel shhh not so loud 😤

#do yourself a favor and read this #ms47

daydreamingleclerc

lovebug // mick schumacher instagram AU

summary: in which, you & mick are wonderful parents.

DISCLAIMER: photo credit to all the original owners. none of the photos used are mine, i found them on pinterest and i am simply using them for the purpose of this AU.