#cnco imagines

[evermoresversion]

Can you do one where the band has split up and Christopher is all sad and doesn’t know what to do, but then he meets the reader. He falls madly in love with her.

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙just like a dream, christopher vélez.﹚

PAIRING Christopher Vélez x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS A little bit of angst, fluff, y/n/n = your nickname.

SUMMARY You came into Christopher's life to repair something you hadn't broken.

SONG Mi medicina by CNCO.

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All the members of CNCO were saddened by the group's separation, but the one who was most affected was Christopher.

During the ceremony where he would be awarded his star on the Ecuadorian Walk of Fame, he felt strange; it was the first time he had attended an award ceremony without his friends who he considered brothers.

Although he was quite happy to be able to continue his career as a solo artist, the emptiness left by the four boys continued to be felt in his chest.

Until he met you one night in a bar, you, the person who managed to fill that void without even trying.

"I'm y/n." you introduced yourself with a shy smile and he smiled widely at you.

"I'm Christopher."

That night, after a couple of drinks the two shared your first kiss and he swore he touched the sky with his fingertips at that very moment.

Of course you two ended up exchanging numbers and one Thursday night you received a message.

"I'm in town, do you want to go to dinner?" You smiled when you saw his message and with a big smile, you responded.

"Of course."

He picked you up at your apartment and couldn't stop looking at you from the moment you walked out the door.

"You look gorgeous." He confessed once you were both inside the car and he started driving.

"You're a liar." You joked, looking at the road in front of you.

"I'm serious." He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and could notice the soft blush on your cheeks.

"Well, thank you, you look pretty handsome too."

After that night, you had a second kiss.

When you broke away from his lips you could see the big smile on his lips as his eyes sparkled as he looked at you.

You giggled, taking a couple of steps away from him towards the door of your apartment and your hands left his.

"So." You started as you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast, doll."

You nodded and looked into his eyes as they looked at you with intensity and something that you couldn't deduce at that moment.

"Okay, okay, see you around, Chris."

"Good night, y/n/n."

From that first date many and many more followed until Christopher discovered himself totally and irrevocably in love with you.

Every time you were far away, he wished that when he pronounced your name you would appear next to him. Every second he wasn't with you was an eternity.

You had appeared when he was lost, and you gave him the best of yourself without asking for anything more.

"I love you." You murmured as your fingers gently traced his chin as you both lay on his bed after having “made love” as Christopher puts it.

He felt his heart flutter at your words and the only thing he thought to do was hold you to him and kiss you gently and affectionately.

Christopher pulled away a few millimeters to murmur against your lips.

"I love you even more."

You giggled as he laid you down on the bed and get on top of you to continue for a second round.

For a caress coming from you he would die. It was as if your mind and his were in tune, you were the reason that made his life happy.

He didn't know how or when but you had become his medicine and little by little you were healing him.

With you everything felt easier, as if it were just the two of you in the world and there were no more worries. Chris felt like he was dreaming.

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[cncoluvbot]

new cnco writing blog

hi, all! welcome to cncoluvbot — a new cnco writing blog! feel free to send in any and all requests pertaining to the guys. i accept all ideas from smut to fluff and everything in between, so be as creative as you’d like (and maybe send in some au requests). even if it’s just something small like “how do you think the boys would be in xyz situation” i would be happy to oblige (:

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[kaiyatoast]

goofing around - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 345

imagine goofing around with richard. you'd be doing some things around the house with music on when some of cnco's songs come on. you'd dance around with richard and singing to the song. he would have a smile as he watched his girl sing and dance along to his song.

when it was a ballad song, he'd just be singing softly to you, holding you close to him. when it was a reggaeton song, you know the two of you would be dancing like you were in the club, his hands on your waist while you worked that ass against him.

when solo yo came on, richard smirked at you, knowing how much you liked that song. well, more specifically, the choreography of that one particular part of it. it drove you wild everytime he performed that song on stage and danced to the slowed down part.

richard would make sure to move his hips more, making eye contact with you everytime. you'd join in with him, dancing in a way that had him riled up. you moved your hips along to the music, making sure that he had his eyes on you.

when it was finally the slowed down part of solo yo, richard pulled you down on the floor so that you were laying on your back. he slowly lifted up his shirt and got down on you grinding you. you felt a lil something there and you looked up at him, smirking. he did his usual dance, meaning he moved his hips against yours, basically dry humping you.

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

reposted from my other account @calums-betch

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[mrsvelez]

Just a Dream

(This is my first time doing this, I apologize for any grammar mistakes as English is my second language!)

You really didn’t know how this happened. It was beyond your comprehension how your real life seemed like a dream. You hold on to your suitcase as if it’s the one grounding you, a sacred link to confirm reality, that this was in fact your life. The feeling of an out of body experience was interrupted by the nice SAT agent saying,

- hope you have a fun time at Miami, girl!

- Gracias… thank you!

The truth is, you hope this isn’t JUST fun. You hope it is heavenly, magnificent, life changing, incredible, painfully amazing weekend. After all, this is the first and last time you plan to travel to meet a “stranger” to have a weekend away. The dream really started weeks ago when you got a notification on Instagram. Probably one of your besties tagging you in another almost too inappropriate meme. But it was actually a message. HOLY SHIT. It was a message from him, Christopher Vélez. WHAT!!? You had almost completely forgot how a few weeks maybe even months ago you sent a drunken racy message to him, saying all the things you want to do to him… and he read it? And answered it? A few polite and funny DMs happened here and there, but then the more you texted the more you wanted from him. One day, you asked about a call but both of your schedules were off, so naturally you thought this wasn’t real, you were a victim of catfishing! Christopher had no option but sending you a video of him laughing at your less than classy written outburst, accusing him of not being THE Christopher Velez. After you received the short video, you lost your mind, screaming and jumping in your bed. Once you were able to recover your breathing, a twisted but delicious idea came to your mind. I would like to come and meet you at Miami, if that’s ok with you. Your whole body was shaking once you pressed sent. The three dots showed up almost immediately. How about next weekend? You heard your jaw hit the floor, and started making all kinds of planning. As an independent woman, you wanted to pay for all your expenses, but he insisted on covering the hotel room for 2 nights. Hotel room? As in 1? must be for me, of course you thought. But your subconscious was already playing some kinky scenarios in your sleep. Repeated images of endless possibilities of limbs, mouths and skin intertwined were abruptly interrupted by an alarm reminding passengers to keep track of their belongings and not to trust strangers. You took one look at your suitcase and laugh about its content - it would be pretty embarrassing if a stranger stole it and look at the skimpy content. Well, maybe not all strangers but, you know…

Looking around, seems like nobody noticed you squirming on your seat trying to alíviate the expectation building between your legs. You licked your lips one more time and grabbed your phone to play some music, maybe some Taylor Swift? On shuffle? First song - I Knew You Were Trouble. Skip. Why is my playlist already playing mind games on you? Then, Dress. Skip again. This feels personal. Next song, Death By A Thousand Cuts - ok, at least a humbling melody, preparing you for this experience to be over. It’s going to be a long flight…

The minute the plane touched ground, your heart moved from your chest to your mouth. There were no brain cells left, just pure unhinged lust. Your libido guided you to the closest restroom to get out of your comfy traveling black outfit into a silky slip on red dress, that you bought at the mall the next day after your decision to “visit” Miami. Your hair was looking somehow bouncy man’s voluminous but you were sure the city heat will be merciless, so you arranged it in the best possible way. Some make up on and you took one last breath as a respectable, decent woman. This weekend, I’m a hoe. Christopher Velez’s hoe.

It’s was almost like a checklist going on in your head so you could feel remotely like a functioning adult: get an Uber. Are you breathing? Open the door and take a sit. Yes, yes, thank God for good weather. No, I’m not from Miami. This is the hotel, thank you. Elevadores? Gracias. One foot in front of the other. Take a deep breath. Knock on the door. Checked the number. Are your feet still on the ground? Yes, no floating away. Check down at your boobs, yes they still look great. No need to check your heart beat, you can feel it pounding in your chest, in your ears, in your…

Feeling completely exposed, looking for security cameras around the hallway as if you were about to commit a hideous crime. An eternity went by until you heard the door unlock. Your knuckles white from your hand being in a tight fist. Seeing Christopher there, right in front of you and within reach at the door made your knees weak, and God knows what kind of grin was on your face, but you could feel the heat crawling up your cheeks.

- hola mami - he said as he gestures to come inside the room. You can feel your heartbeat skip a beat.

- Hola - you’re not sure if it was a word, a sigh, or a prayer.

- como estas? How was your flight?

How could he be so casual about this? His arms go around you to give you a hug, right arm above you shoulder and left arm around your waist. You do the same, feeling the tightness of his chest and taking in his intoxicating scent. Musky and almost sweet. You feel your underwear getting moist down there. Christopher pulls back a little and smirks at you, probably your already have a the horniest facial expresión known to human kind. You let go of the hug after staying in his arms for a second too long.

- quieres algo de tomar? Agua?

You place your suitcase by the closet and walk into the room. Remembering to be fully present in this adventure you choose, you gather all self control you have left to turn on your toes, give the biggest smile matching his, and say as innocently as possible, yes please, thanks! You’re so proud of yourself being able to articulate more than two words. Your breathing is almost too loud, as if you just climb the stairs to get to the 15th floor.

Christopher hands you a water bottle from the mini bar, and when you reach out to it you intentionally touch his fingers. You’re shaking. Sparks fly. Whoa. You forgot what water was for, and put it back on the table next to you, making you both bursting into laughter for the silliness of the situation. Christopher takes a step closer to you and says:

- está bien si no quieres agua, guapa, yo no me enojo.

He’s close enough to touch your forearm, sending electric waves EVERYWHERE. Your mind plays dirty on you and you say with a wink:

- pero no estamos aquí para tomar agua!

Christopher smiles back with his thousand dollar smile, looking up and down on you and says:

- Con ese vestido, se me ocurren muchas cosas mas que podemos tomar.

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[iwrotemyownending]

Imagine: Giving birth to Joel Pimentel's Baby

Hello, I wanted to share this with you guys. I hope you guys like it. I want to thank all the people who have liked my work so far! I apreciate you so much. I'll take request and ideas if anyone is intrested let me know please!

Imagine: giving birth to Joel’s Baby

Genre: Pure Fluff

Pairing: Joel Pimentel x Reader (Y/N)

Words: 1963

I looked at the clock again, it was 2 am and I just couldn’t sleep. I just couldn’t get comfortable, my back hurt, my legs hurt, and I had to pee very 2 minutes. Soft snores made me look to the side, ugh lucky jerk. His chest rose and fell so calmly, his handsome face so serene. Why did he get to sleep so smoothly?

Being almost 9 months pregnant was not an easy task, and as my due date approached, I was even more and more miserable. Every task was almost impossible to do, everything required so much effort and I felt so tired all the time.

Despite the hardships, I was so beyond the moon to be a mother, I couldn’t wait to finally hold my baby in my arms. To top it off I had an amazing husband who was by my side at every step: through every morning sickness, and every weird craving, every hormonal break downs and even threw my crazed nesting phase. I had him painting and fixing the nursery like a mad man, and I’m sure I drove him crazy at times, but he never lost his patience and never argued back. I really didn’t deserve this man.

But watching him sleep so peacefully, when I couldn’t only made me angry, and I felt the urge to elbow him in the ribs to wake him up and make him suffer with me. Just as I was about to do so, I felt a sudden gush of moisture between my legs. That can’t be my water breaking I’m still 2 weeks away from my due date…its not time oh god I’m not ready for this. My heart began to race, and I couldn’t believe that all the reading I had done in the past 8 months has gone completely out the window now that I’m here. Now that I need that information. My breathing began to get crazy and at that moment the only thing I could think of was to wake up my husband.

“Babe”, I whispered. Why am I whispering I was about to elbow him not even 2 minutes ago and now I’m whispering?

“Joel”, I said loudly. He began to stir but still didn’t wake up. “BABE WAKE UP”, oh god is that a contraction I’m feeling? It can’t be its just m head plying with me.

“What, what Mami what is it?” he sat up immediately, his features slightly visible from the small amount of light coming from the clock on my side table. He had worry written all over him, and I don’t know what my face looked like but as soon as he caught my expression his concerned tripled. “Baby what is it? did you have a bad dream?”

I shook my head; my heart and my breathing were out of control. He placed his hands on my cheeks and brought my face toward his, “baby please try to calm down, slow deep breaths please Mami just relax, what’s wrong?” he placed soft sweet kisses on my lips.

“I…I think it’s time”, I double over in pain, ok Ya that was a freaking contraction. “What?” He’s looking at me in utter shock. “But its not time yet”, “I know”, I tell him. “But I don’t think the baby knows that”.

He’s the one in shock now, he’s breathing is becoming erratic. We can’t both afford to lose our shit right now at least one of us has to keep their head straight, and by the lost look in his eyes, that person is going to have be me.

“ok, well its ok we have time baby, get my bag please, call Chris and Mandy, they will let everyone else know” I started to climb out of bed, the best I could. Joel was still motionless on the bed. I walked over to his side and placed a few kisses on his head. “Baby, what’s wrong, I’m gana need you to drive me to the hospital so could you please come back to me?”, I whispered to him.

“I’m gana be a dad”, he whispered with such awe. “Yeah, silly you barely realizing it” I laughed lightly.

“What if I’m not a good dad?” he questioned, finally looking at me, I saw his eyes filled with tears.

“Joel”, I took his hands and placed them on my belly. “Can you feel that? that’s your baby and he loves you so much. Baby you already are an amazing dad, you’ve fixed our baby’s room with so much love and dedication and you’ve been so amazing though my whole pregnancy. Your baby is so lucky to have you as a dad”. The tears in his eyes had spilled over and I was sporting some of my own.

Just than another contraction hit I doubled over again and that snapped him into action. In a blur of movements, I changed into comfy and warm sweats and a sweatshirt. By the time I was ready he had my bag and purse over his shoulder the car seat in place in the car, with keys in hand he led me outside and strapped me in the seat.

“Ok I need you to hurry, it hurts oh my god this hurts so much”, I was losing my cool again at this point and even though the hospital wasn’t too far away I needed to get here now.

“I gana get you the soon hermosa, just keep breathing remember just like we practiced”, Joel’s tone was so calm and soothing but at this moment I couldn’t careless I was in so much pain.

“Breathe my ass, Pimentel I need the hospital NOW”, I was screaming by the time we pulled up to the emergency room. Some how Chris and Mandy had beaten us here. Mandy rushed to my side and opened the door.

“How you are doing hot mama?”, she took my hands and helped me out of the car, there was a nurse with a wheelchair ready for me. “I’m not doing good, oh my god I can’t do this I can’t Mandy”. I was so scared my body was shaking, “hey hey, yes you can girl you’re so strong and just think about it in a little bit you’ll have your baby in your arms and it will all be worth it”. She brushed some hair from my face, she was always such a sweet friend. Joel Rushed to my side, and carefully helped me sit on the chair. Chris took off to park the car and the rest of us were rushed inside.

“You’re doing so great Mami”, Joel whispered as he wiped some sweat from my forehead. I had been in labor for almost 6 hours, and I still needed a couple more centimeters to go. The pain has been excruciating and I feel like my body is about to give out. Joel hasn’t moved once from my side, whispering sweet words of encouragement the whole time. “Baby, you got this, you’re so strong so amazing”. He leaned into me and kissed my forehead and my cheeks. “I love you so much mi Reina”. I smiled at him and kissed his sweet full lips; I was about to return the sentiment when another contraction hit “ahhh I would say I love you too but at the moment I quite hate you…” I squeezed my eyes shut and squeezed his hand again. “Ow baby, you’re hurting my hand that’s painful”. I glared at him, “you don’t know what pain is” I glowered.

“Ok, looks like were about ready to start pushing Mrs. Pimentel”. I turned to look at Joel, I felt so scared what if something went wrong? He always seemed to be able to read my mind, placing his hands on my belly he said, “everything will be ok, this little blessing will be in our arms so soon Chiquita. I’m right here we’ll do this together ok”

“Ok here is the next contraction and I need you to push with all your strength Mrs. Pimentel”, the doctor and the nurse were all ready and waiting for me to start pushing. As the pain came, I pushed with everything I had.

I don’t know how many times I pushed or how many times Joel placed soft kisses to my temple as I screamed in pain. When everything seemed just too much to bear, I heard the loud cry of my little baby. Focusing again on everything around me I saw Joel’s expression of pure awe and happiness. “Congratulations, you have a baby boy”, said the doctor, “Dad would you like to cut the umbilical cord?”. I laughed breathlessly at his childlike over excited nod. I watched my husband cut the cord and he looked up at me. “He’s beautiful”.

As the nurse and the doctor took him to check and clean him, Joel came to my side again. “Thank you”, I whispered to him. I took his hand once more and kissed it. “I’m sorry if I hurt you”. He laughed and kissed me soundly. “Baby you could’ve ripped off my arm and hit me with it and I wouldn’t care less I feel so happy, and I’m so grateful for you. You are such an amazing woman Nena, so strong and beautiful. We’re parents!”. I smiled at him and caressed his face. “Yes, we are, and I couldn’t have done it without you by my side”. I whispered to him. As we kissed the nurse brought my baby to me. She placed him in my arms, and I couldn’t believe he was finally here. As looked at his little features he opened his eyes, and I swear I fell in love in that instant. He has his fathers’ eyes, so beautiful brown and warm.

“He’s so small”, Joel whispered as he grabbed his little fingers. “I know I whispered back. “He’s so beautiful, he’s perfect. Just like his daddy”, I said looing up at my husband, I noticed tears running down his face. “What’s wrong?” I said. He shook his head, “nothing baby im just so happy and so in love with my little family. I promise you I will be the best father I can be, and the best husband too.

“Aww sweetheart, you already are. You’ve been so amazing since the day I met you and I’m so excited to begin this new chapter together”. We kissed again and our little baby began to coo. We both looked down at him and smiled as tears ran down our face. Just then Joel’s phone began to ring.

“Hello” He laughed, “Ya, I’ll be right there”. He hung up and turned to me. “Everyone out there is going crazy they want to me the newest member of our family”. I laughed too. I can imagine Chris, Mandy, Zabdiel, Eric, Richard, Catalina, Alexa, My parents, my in-laws and just about everyone that knows us in the waiting area of the hospital.

“You better go get them than babe, before they get kicked out of the hospital all together”. Joel laughed again and he gave us both a kiss as he stepped out of the room.

“You’re in for a treat baby”, I whispered to my son, “you’re about to meet the craziest people on earth but they will love you so much. We are all going to love you and take care of you. Daddy and I will always love you and protect you I promise”. I kissed him again and looked into his alert sparkling brown eyes. My Son, I had an amazing loving husband now I had our son in my arms. I couldn’t ask more form life. I had everything I needed to be happy.

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[xrichukix]

Alright guys requests are open for fics( i already start writing hc with richy 👀) I'll write the most for:

Richarlison

Paulo Dybala

Kylian Mbappe

Jude Bellingham

National/Club Players

CNCO boys

Requested (if i feel good with him)

I'll write blurb,angst,smut,one shot,fluff and headcannons

My request are always open 💜

i hope it will works 🥺

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[evermoresversion]

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙dating headcanons, christopher vélez.﹚

TW/TAGS Established relationship, suggestive content, fluff, implied sex.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | CHRISTOPHER'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

You have to keep in mind that with Christopher you don't just have a boyfriend, you have a little boy trapped in an adult's body.

He is definitely the definition of a Golden Retriever boyfriend.

When the two of you go out, for example, to the supermarket, while you are buying what you need for your home, he just follows you like a lost puppy, but as soon as an object catches his attention, he doesn't hesitate to walk there and he is like: "Look, my love! I can buy it?"

It was literally a bed for a soap. Why is there something like this in the supermarket? I do not know either.

When he feel like it, he can be quite whiny when it comes to his daily dose of attention and affection.

"Looooove, pay attention to me." he complained, practically hanging on to you, hugging you by the shoulders.

When you finally stop what you were doing, you turn around to face him and at that very moment he places his lips on yours, putting his hands under your shirt to press you against him and hums as soon as he gets what he wants.

Always gets what he wants.

He loves going out to clubs, so when he does he mostly asks you to accompany him.

He loves it when you dance for him, he could die that way and he would die happy. His words, not mine.

When you know that there is a driver designated among his friends, sometimes you and Christopher have competitions of who can drink the most and who gets drunk first.

"I'm not drunk, you are."

When this happens, both of you are a sea of laughter, and there was even a time when he danced with you, twerking at you.

Surely when you return he will persuade you to have drunk sex.

Rest assured that if someone invited Chris out or to a party, but you were sick, feeling bad, or in the mood to spend time with him, he would cancel everything on his schedule to spend time with his queen.

His grandmother, mother and siblings love you, especially his grandmother and mother. They think Chris couldn't have chosen a better girl to be his girlfriend.

Lots of lazy mornings, more because of him than you.

He just says, "five more minutes", while he tightens his grip on your waist so he can keep you close to him and those five minutes suddenly turned into at least two hours.

When he has tours or is busy with his work, he is always sending you messages asking how you are or if you had eaten, he also likes to make video calls when he is not very busy or there are times when he forces you to go with him because he doesn't want to leave you alone.

The best boyfriend you could have asked for. <3

The boys love you too, although Chris sometimes gets jealous of your close relationship with them.

Definitely a gentleman thanks to the education his mother gave him.

"In a world of boys he is a gentleman."

Whenever you are walking down the street he loves to have his hand intertwined with yours or hugging you by the shoulders.

He lets you color his tattoos with markers.

He would have a tattoo alluding to you even if you told him not to.

"Even if we broke up, you will always be present in my mind, so I would like to have you permanently in my body."

He loves to sleep and loves to sleep even more if it's with you.

He loves sleeping on top of you like a weighted blanket or under you with you on his chest.

Whenever he feels frustrated or sad he just comes to you, hugs you tightly and hides his face in your neck without saying anything for at least five minutes.

He is your number one fan.

He worships you like a goddess.

Quickies are his favorite thing in the world.

But he would never refuse to give you your good sex session properly.

The king of aftercare.

He fills a bathtub for you and tries to cook you something but he probably end up burning it and surely he would end up ordering food at home.

Every chance he gets he tells you how much he loves you.

Play the guitar for you.

Especially your favorite songs.

Rest assured that he will write love songs for you.

Most of his fans loves you.

You're practically Ollie's mom.

I just know that he loves you too much and will never let you go. <3

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[cnco4ever]

How about a story with Christopher. Something with a situationship turning serious however, the girl moves to Japan for a job wants to end situation but Christopher wants to be serious and he's leaving for a tour.

Thank you so much for your input! I hope you like it!

Sorry for the wait though!

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Leaving.

A Christopher Velez one shot

Warning: none

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We weren't serious, so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

I saw Christopher for some time while working together. We met while on a set for a music video. I was just hired by management and had to work with CNCO as a part of their crew. Christopher was easy to work with. He knew what he wanted and there was no discussing it.

I'm a stylist and we immediately hit it off. Mutual interests made it easy to start a conversation and then one thing took the other and we formed a friendship. One night the whole crew went out to dinner. I was sat opposite Christopher. CNCO was kicking off again after COVID and the last details regarding the upcoming tour had to be finalised. People were talking around the table. I had Zabdiel on my left and my co stylist on my right. This was the dinner that Zabdiel and i really got into talking about his new interests in alien themes. I was right with him on it. If that is what he wanted, that is what he got.

But i could feel a pair of eyes on me constantly. Christopher watched me with his big, brown eyes across the restaurant table and the look in them were much more intense than usual. His smile was not his goofy smile that night either. He was sort of smirking at me. I wasn't used to that sort of attention, and especially not from such a good looking guy as him. I was instantly flushed all over and my foundation did little to hide it. I suppose playing with the hem of my dress, didn't help either. Erick confirmed that when he asked if i was alright or if i was feeling too hot. Christopher leaned his elbows on the table and looked me straight in the eye and said "you do look quite hot tonight", i got the double meaning, but i didn't say anything. All i could do was to shrug my shoulders as i looked down at my pasta with a small smile.

After that particular dinner, the majority of us went to a club. Christopher had smiled, engaged in smalltalk with me while being handsy as usual. I was starting to think that i had imagined it all, until i felt his hands on my hips and his chest against my back. I looked up at him over my shoulder with way more insecurity than i would have liked. "Mi amor, please be mine tonight" my eyes got wide. His gaze didn't leave mine and he had a serious expression on his face. I could tell eventhough he was mere inches away from me face. He had never spoken to me like that before. His hands grabbed me tighter and pulled me even closer, so that he could guide my hips to the music that was blasting. It felt way more sensuel than it probably was. I let myself be swept off of my feet. Literally as we stumbled onto his hotel bed that night. His lips were burning on my skin and the noises i heard from him, was pure bliss. It was a memorable night for sure. The morning after he was his goofy, charming self again. Zero awkwardness. It suited me well and eventhough we didn't talk about it, it was left in the air that it would be a one time thing.

But it wasn't. In the beginning we only hooked up when we were drunk, which we often were at the time, but then it turned into when we were horny yet sober and before we knew it, we were hooking up on a regular basis. It seemed like we were on the same page about keeping it casual for a while, but i could feel Christopher starting to become more romantic. He bought me little gifts, kissed me on the cheek or my shoulder wherever whenever. I reminded him that we were casual only. I couldn't fall for him. Not with all these girls around the globe fighting for his attention and affection. I don't have the confidence to compete with that. He smiled at me, his beautiful gentle smile and promised no strings attached. "But what does it matter bebesita?. We're together all the time and we're leaving for tour in a few weeks. We'll be together anyway baby" he laughed. But that was the thing. We wouldn't be leaving for tour together. He would be leaving without me.

I had been offered a job in Japan for a TV station. It's a once in a life time opportunity. I have to go. Christopher got furious when i told him. He was hurt. He suddenly spilled his feelings at a record speed. He had wanted a serious relationship. He had fallen in love with me. He had told me to decline the job offer and accept his commitment offer instead. I hadn't said a word while he was pacing back and forth in front of me. I just sat on his bed with my hands in my lap. When i realised that he had stopped moving and was looking at me, i lifted my gaze and met his eyes. I shouldn't have. Christopher was looking at me, waiting. Wanting to hear me say, that i would stay with him. He dropped to his knees on the floor, in front of me, taking my hands into his. "Stay. Don't leave. Please" he begged. It broke my heart, when i had told him that i couldn't. I wanted to be with him. So badly, but i couldn't let this job go either. It was a huge opportunity for me and my career.

I'm now sitting in my seat on the plane. I feel empty. I can't turn this opportunity down. Not for a man, not even for Christopher. I have to put myself first in this situation. Just as i'm about to put my phone on airplane mode, a text comes in. Christopher's name is spread across my screen. Being too curious, i open it immediately. "We'll figure it out, mi amore. I want you. I want us".

#cnco #cnco fanfic #christopher velez #christopher velez fanfic #cncofanfiction #cnco one shot

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todo es un acto - PG10 (Pierre Gasly) x Reader

Idk I had a weird bout of energy while in hospital and wrote this, if it’s shit I’m sorry blame the pain killers? Nevertheless I hope you enjoy this weird little story and if the Spanish or French is written wrong dm me what to fix and help me lol cause google translate isn’t a friend, I learnt that from year 7 Indonesian project… that I failed! Anywho have a bloody lovely day y’all and thanks for taking time to read my silly little imagines, I love you all 💙.

Warnings: mentions of weight, beauty standards & abusive exs.

Anything written like “this” will be spoken in Spanish.

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Pierre Gasly had gained himself a reputation and not a good one, the fans were turning on him, his life was in shambles and he was titled a player and not the good kind. A new girl every location, showing up hungover, risking being dropped from Alpha Tauri all because he had given up on love, his dreams and life, the stress from the world’s eyes had broken the now 26 year old. That’s when y/n got a call from her manager she was a back up dancer for international pop stars CNCO, her life was going well until rumours of her relationship with her assigned dance partner member Christopher broke. The fangirls turned on her and abandoned the couple they once shipped and it wasn’t even true, they had great chemistry… sparks even but they were best friends they put on a facade a show for the audience and they bought into it a too hard.

That’s how y/n found herself here in a Alpha Tauri office, F1 driver Pierre Gasly sat across from her and her manager, at least 5 members of his team, who she knew as his team principle cause that’s how he introduced himself and some shareholders in their business all having a meeting. “You two will stage a relationship” the girl’s manager Mary said, she’d grown up with Mary she was her other best friend she was older than her by 3 years and got the job after a few years in university. “Fuck off” the driver mutters “nah you’re kidding right” she looked at her friend fear clear in her eyes she was 21 freshly and had too heard about what he put girls through, at this point the whole world had. “He’s 5 years older than me, how is that even believable?” y/n stood up but Mary pulled her down hand in hand “it’ll save all 3 careers, You, Chris and His” she points to the Frenchman who’d now gone defensive as his team manger man speaks up “Pierre as you’re aware you are one mistake away from being dropped completely from his sport, don’t ruin what we’ve put money and hard work into for you. Y/n here will be your girlfriend, we’ve made up a story and everything. You two met last year at that Spanish Grand Prix, you’ll reunite making it officially public… cnco will perform at the Spanish Grand Prix this year, obviously you’ll dance there. We need physical affection galore, sell it or your careers are finished.” He stands up dismissing himself as I stare at the man.… Pierre, Pierre Gasly. How did this even happen?

Y/n’s p.o.v

A woman wearing a Alpha Tauri blazer speaks next “Y/n and you have a date planned for tonight at 7pm, Pierre pick her up and take her home after. There will be at least 10 paparazzi there” she smiles a sad smile at me “we have your dress picked up, Carmen will come do your makeup and hair” Mary pats my back Chris’ artist had really been flown all the way out here for this, what I thought was a getaway in Milan was fairly changing. I stand up walking away quickly calling Chris as soon as I could “they’re making me fake fate some fallen off sports star all because of our rumours” I breathlessly splurt out “aye aye, amor… breathe they’re what?” He tries to calm me down “they’re making me date a F1 driver whose gonna lose his job cause he’s a fuckboy” I scoff “hey, it’s gonna be okay amado” I start to tear up “he’s 26, he has serious issues and woman aren’t known as valuable to him. Chris this is a death sentence” I take a seat on a chair outside “look I know it’s hard, but it’ll save your career… apparently so his too. Look I’ll be here every step of the way if he tries anything I’m ending him” I chuckle Chris was my everything Mary was all I had left in my childhood. Disowned by my father after my mother died… I thought my life had been shit enough without being sold to a boy but apparently not. “I’m coming to pick you up, we arrived in Milan last night. We have a meeting with some car racing company… which makes sense now” he sighs “Chris, he’s walking over to me, I have to go… I love you” I hung up before he can speak.

“Hello, y/n was it?” He sits next to me I simply nod and he break character “look I know this isn’t ideal. You’re not my type anyways, but I really don’t want to be known as the guy I am I wasn’t always like this. Believe it or not I thought I’d found my forever clearly not…” he pauses while bitterly laughing to himself he’d obviously been through some shit “I just, I guess I’m asking although we don’t know each other… can you please help, just don’t fall for me mon amour” he smirks what the fuck this guy was seriously tryna play like a player after all I know well then “maybe, look it’s not ideal but if it saves Chris’ career then I’ll do it” I don’t bat an eyelash leaving him out that’s when I notice a few fans taking tours I snuggle into his side quickly putting his arm around me “don’t ask just play with with it” I whisper into his ear as he smiles “babe I have to go soon I have meetings” he speaks at a inside level volume as two young girls approach us “omg Pierre, hello!!” They smile widely slightly side eyeing me “ah hello, what are your names?” He stands up detaching us to give the girls attention I stand up too slightly to the side I watch as they try to take selfies “did you want me to take photos for you both?” I ask as the blonde girl turns to me “could you PLEASE?” I chuckle lightly “of course” I grab the phone and start taking photos getting good angles of everyone as the girls thank me “you’re literally the sweetest thank you!” The brown haired girl smiles “no worries at all, gotta get the good pics for Instagram babes!!” I smile and they laugh overall pretty good so far “so Pierre is this a new play thing?” The blonde snaps I freeze as I feel a hand over my waist then a head on my shoulder “no, this is my girlfriend, those days are gone” he smiles it looked genuine, it’s silent for a while “I’m so proud of you for changing for the better, it would’ve been so upsetting if I had to stop supporting you” she sighs I step in for a second “hey trust me, if he acted like a dick to me he’d be beat” I laugh and she does too “trust me malice commenters on the internet have no idea how good he is, everyone makes mistakes but he’s improving himself everyday!” I smile at the Frenchman fondly “can we all take a selfie?” The brown haired girl asks shyly “of course lovely” I smile pulling Pierre in and posing “thank you so much, we will leave you alone now!” They both smile hugging us both and walking the opposite directly “wow y/n you handled that well!” He budges my shoulder “happens to Chris all the time I’m used to it, Pierre I’ll cut to the chase. I’ll do whatever I have to for my friend I’m doing this for him, his career that he’s worked hard for, I could care less about you” with that I kiss his cheek to put on a show turn around walking to the office I knew Mary was still sat at. “I told you, for Chris I’ll do anything” with that I nod to Mary signalling to leave “it’s been lovely to meet you Fabiana I have a feeling I’ll see you soon” they smile sharing a friendly handshake before we leave “you’re committed to this already huh, just don’t fall in love with him” she snarks “trust me, he’s too much of a prick for me to wanna be with him” I laugh “now remember you attend a few dates, then in 3 weeks we fly to Spain for the Spanish Grand Prix. You’ll be offical, remember…” I cut her rant off “ appearance is everything” I roll my eyes the same line she’s told me for years. As I’m about to hit freedom I feel some hands around my waist I turn around shocked but I am met with Chris “eyyy, Christopher” I scream hugging him it had been a month or so since we’d had a rehearsal so I hadn’t seen him, “aye mami, save the screaming for later” he quirks his eyebrow as I smack his shoulder “let’s go get you ready for a hot date” he smirks “I hate you” I mutter as he walks us to a car he rented “Carmen is in the hotel lobby you are staying at the same place, let’s go” Mary demands and Chris opens the door for me laughing I get in.

Pierre’s p.o.v

Pierre stood at the door watching it unfold how friendly and touchy they were Chris, that’s who he was a tattooed up 2012 Justin Bieber knock off who spoke Spanish. He was gonna stalk socials before the date “careful staring is bad for your eyes” Pyry sneaks behind Pierre “she’s not meant to be my type” I whisper allowing myself to be vulnerable as I trusted him “Pierre buddy, your type is superficial, obedient from what I’ve heard she’s grown up around Latin women. She’s gonna fight you with her first energy, she’s not a precious model” he pats my back laughing “she’s a bit fat” I whisper “she’s healthy mate, say that shit again you’ll not have anyone left in your corner” with that he walks away I never used to be like that, what happened to the old me?

Y/n’s p.o.v

Chris takes us back to the hotel and I let him, Carmen, Richard, Erick & Mary into my room “where is Zabbie?” I ask “he went to visit his mama” I nod as Erick replies “so what? You’re just expected to fake date this random guy?” Richard asks me “yeah to save and I quote his career and break the reputation he has as well a woman using asshole, to save Chris and I too as well” I scoff “chica you didn’t tell me that… I’d rather lose everything then have you suffer through this man” Chris bursts out “no, it’s okay. We promised our dreams would come true, I now must work to keep what I promised” I smile to him sadly yes I loved him, but we had too strong of a bond to ever risk losing each other that we agreed upon in the beginning “well it’s 5 pm now let’s get you ready” Carmen ushers me to the bathroom “Dress and shoes is in there, I’ll do your hair and makeup after “You have time for a shower” she smiles and I lock the door getting ready for the longest night of my life after my shower I stare at the navy blue lace show string strapped dress in front of my a metallic silver 3 inch heels “not bad” I say as I put it on zipping it up at the back with great struggle, I walk out “what do we think?” I ask the group currently sprawled across my bed and floor “aye mami” Chris almost moans turning me red “estas caliente!” Erick says straight up making everyone laugh “thank you, thank you” I smile Richard looks like a hungry lion looking at me “now are we sure she can’t fake date me?” He winks and I remember now why I never hang out with these idiots unless I must “stop it y’all” I gush. Carmen works her magic with my hair curling it and gives me fancy makeup like proper red lip, slightly Smokey eye but with dark blues and culver accessories “I feel like a new person” I say to no one in particular “you look gorgeous” she smiles “all thanks to you” I hug her briefly.

“Time check?” I yell to the boys over pretend playing in the background “6:50 pm” I nod would he even show up? “Come dance” Chris takes my hand and we salsa around to the addictive beat playing loudly through a speaker I didn’t take notice of the boys filming us in our own little world spinning hand in hand laughing slightly, like we did when I was new to the group. Interrupted by the knocks on the door “here we go” I mumble “you got this y/n” Chris mumbles I fix my hair straightening up opening the door with a smile “hi” I say no louder than a whisper “hey” he smiles “you look…étonnante” he says in French giving me chills “ah amazing” he corrects himself I smile “you don’t look to bad yourself Gasly” I smile I open the door to grab my purse “he’s staring at your ass” Erick says a little too loudly “for real for real” Richard adds “ah Pierre come meet my friends” ushering him in with my hand “meet Richard, Erick and Christopher!” I smile pointing to each boy he shakes their hand “this is Mary, you’ve met her and this is Carmen” I watch him hug them both “well we should be off, lovely to meet you all. I am sure I’ll be seeing a lot more of you!” He smiles titling his head slightly was he being overly fake? “Don’t wait up” I smile waving to them all offering Chris a reassuring smile as Pierre takes my hand to escort me out “I drove here by the way, so I could drop you off” he looks down I couldn’t tell if this was an act or how he was it was confusing “that’s very sweet, I appreciate it Pierre” I offer him a smile lifting his head with my hand “you’re quite the gentleman” I smirk placing a hand on his forearm “I’m really trying” he sighs “keep this up we might actually pull off being a couple” I giggle as we reach the car he opens the door for me to get in closing it jumping on his side it’s awkward at first but it’s like a 5 minute drive music lowly playing Pierre humming a little nervously.

When we arrive we get seated outside on the balcony of the 4th floor of the restaurant I take in my surroundings it was so surreal, “this is so nice” I gasp this wasn’t what I was expecting we sit down being handed champagne and menus looking through I already knew I was having pasta… when in Italy right? “So tell me about yourself” Pierre breaks the silence I’m not gonna lie his voice was addictive “well that depends how much you wanna know, I’m 21… I am a professional dancer, I have no family so cnco are pretty much my bros. I dabble in song worrying and production, I really love travel and my biggest fear in losing my loved ones.” I laugh “you gotta be specific or else I’ll just say anything I think of” I shrug he looks intently into my eyes unbeknown to me mentally noting to ask when more comfortable about the past “what about you Gasly?” I smile and he replies with more than I expected “uh well, I’m 26, I drive fast cars for a living, I used to drive for red bull but go demonted after poor performance so I’m with Alpha Tauri have been for a while. I want to be world champion one day, I love fashion and I was born in Rouen in France” he lights up the awkward tension floating away “fashion, I can tell you dress incredibly well” I smile I found myself doing a lot of that he didn’t seem that bad so far he takes a sip of his drink “may I take your order?” A man asks standing at the end of our table Pierre orders first then I do “I’ll get the _________ please, sir” I smile and he nods “of course anything for a gorgeous lady like you” he comments and I shift uncomfortably, the sir wasn’t an advance it was a formality Pierre notices and grabs my hand across the table “also I think girlfriend and I will get some more champagne please sir” he bites and I giggle lightly “yes of course, right away” he scrambled away “you okay mon Ange?” He asks soft tonnes almost worried “yeah yeah, just… uncomfortable for a second, thank you for that by the way” I can’t lift my gaze as it’s stuck firmly on our interlocked hands “I have to protect my girlfriend, wouldn’t be much of a boyfriend if I didn’t” he laughs right yes the act… it’s all just an act.

Pierre’s p.o.v

Once again I found myself growing fond of this girl, she was so far left of what I aimed for in the past that it was almost right. I saw she was uncomfortable and acted before I thought, I wanted to protect her, I couldn’t become this attached to a stranger but something was pulling me to her something aside from a contract. Our food comes out and after eating we talk some more I notice she’s really cold so I stand up as her eyes follow me to beside her taking off my blazer revealing my white button up shirt placing it around her I notice slightly that there are paparazzi outside cameras pointed at us so hopefully they get good shots of me haha. “Thank you Pierre” she smiles at me while my heart rate picks up, I thought she’d be so closed off, cold but she embraced this whole act… right it was only an act.

We have dessert with very little begging required from y/n for me to cave Pyry wasn’t gonna be happy with me, I didn’t care she looked to happy right now for me to care, gorgeous and happy there was something rather wholesomely endearing about her. Sexy and cute maybe this whole fake dating wouldn’t be too bad, but how long could I let this just be an act. It was already driving me mad she just wasn’t typically what I wanted or what any other driver had. I learnt that she was passionate about her loved ones and would do anything for them, she learnt about my struggles in F1 this far we opened up that was usually a good first step. “What are you comfortable with, when we have to public ally display ourselves?” I ask her genuinely as not to overstep we were still strangers “hand holding, being clingy, playful pecks on the cheek ect” I was slightly flustered when she mentioned kisses “might I have a good luck peck prior to my races” I chuckle and she slyly nods “does that also mean when you have to attend more races, you’ll walk into the paddock by my side?” She hesitates “I’m not sure” I pause before figuring I might as well be honest “it would mean a lot to me, right now I’ve turned everyone even my own parents against me… I walk in alone and it breaks me” I feel myself tearing up I wasn’t about to cry, I was never that vulnerable or weak she stands up coming over to me throwing her legs over mine sitting facing me in what should’ve been a sexual position but she turned it tender, comforting. She places her hands on my face as she looks at me wiping under my eyes “for now I’ll be in your corner Pierre, you have me, I’ll allow that much but please don’t break me” she smiles sadly before connecting her lips briefly with mine I was taken aback but I kissed back for a short time she tried to stand but but I pull her head against my shoulder bringing her closer to me, I look down to her exposed thigh thinking about how she was so vastly different, she wasn’t a perfect stick, she had captivating curves, thicker thighs, an ass and some perky boobs. I couldn’t deny he loved looking at her “you’re incredible” I mumble “I know” she smirks “let’s be the best couple ever” she smiles playing with my hair I freeze she didn’t say fake, why didn’t she say fake? He is broken in his thought “thank you for not saying I was too heavy” she looks down to the ground behind her “what? Why would I say that?” I was confused did she hear what I said, did someone tell her what I said to Pyry? “My ex used to say it all the time, I couldn’t sit on him or cuddle or play fight or anything he said I was too fat, too heavy, weighed too much to be shown off like that” I hate myself in that moment I was so superficial she may not know I said it but oh gosh did I feel guilty, she was younger than me and I really tried to profile her something so variable as looks. “He didn’t deserve you angel” the words flowed so easily as of it was more than a sentence but a declaration, “well aren’t you a charmer mr. Gasly” she smiles her head going to the nape of my neck “let’s hope they haven’t caught us” she giggles hearing camera clicks galore “alright let’s get you home or else I’m going to take this too far” I admit no higher than a whisper I didn’t want to ruin the moment but I felt more than I should in that moment she stops lifts her head and smacks my arm playfully “cheeky” and gets off me I slightly miss the close contact it’s like I’ve been spelled. That couldn’t of been an act, no way.

Y/n’s p.o.v

He paid for us, thankfully I probably couldn’t afford a breath of air here let alone what we ate but he seemed more genuine less guarded “let’s get you home shall we” he smiles I still had his blazer on arms safely through the arm holes it smelt expensive much like he did. Comforting, attractive and very nice honestly if he kept this up I may very well fall in love, he was charming, cheeky and safe… he felt safe how could this be the man I read all those rumours about? On the drive home he rested a hand on the wheel and one on my thigh it felt weirdly cliche but also perfect, “I think most people have brought it” I smile to him telling him indirectly he could drop the act but his hand stayed “the internet will believe anything, we have to play the part well enough to convince everyone around us” he says I could tell impressing the paddock, ultimately getting his friends back, that was most important “if they don’t believe us, I’ll just make out with you in front of them” I laugh “promise” he smirks pull up at my hotel “I almost don’t wanna say goodbye” I sigh realising what I said smacking my hand I’ve my mouth “you’re not the only one” he turns to face me giving my thigh a little squeeze “I’d like to take you out again soon” the contact was intense feeling myself losing touch to reality “I’d like that you did” he lets go getting out of the car to escort me to my room. “Why don’t you come to Grand Prix this weekend? It’ll be as a spectator but maybe you’ll get a feel for what goes on to… Yaknow ah prepare for Spain?” He scratches the back of his head “I’d love to, I wanna see you in your element” hugging him before I even thought about it “what’re you doing to me y/n” he scoffs “oh I’m sorry” I back away looking hurt “no no no, I mean… I like you being near, probably too much” I was taken aback “for what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re a bad guy Pierre I just think you got lost in all the fame, pressure and what not” I pat his shoulder but he bends down hugging me “you’re the first person to say that mon chéri” my heart flutters pet names “I told you, I’m in your corner mi querida” I caress his cheek as he connects our foreheads “this feels right” he mutters almost too quiet to hear “if I don’t say goodnight now I won’t leave” he chuckles standing up and walking away “aye Gasly” I call to him as he stops in place I run up to him connecting our lips “it does feel right” I smile turning around back to my room shocked at what I did but more shocked when I open my room to Christopher, Richard, Erick and Mary all watching a horror movie so I sneak up behind them phone filming in hand sneaking up to them “BOO!” I scream and they lose it I laugh so hard I could’ve peed myself. “Hello crazies, it is I the best friend y’all got back and alive from my date” I announce and they bombard me with questions which I ignore “mes tired, mes going to shower and to beds, good night my sexy people” I throw a peace sign up and strut to my bathroom.

This wasn’t just an act anymore and that was terrifying.

#f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 imagine #pierre gasly #pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x y/n #pierre gasly oneshot #pg10

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coming home - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 391

imagine richard coming home from tour. you guys have not seen each other in months. the two of you are tired, you from school or work, while richard from the long flight home.

you'd pick him up from the airport. you were super excited the entire way there. your fingers were constantly tapping on the wheel as you silently cursed at every red traffic light. but when you finally reached the airport, you calmed down a little.

but not for long.

you waited at the pickup area, standing around and trying to spot your boyfriend and his friends. your eyes scanned the area when you heard chatter coming from a direction. you heard his voice. you didn't need to be near him, you'd be able to recognise his voice just like that.

with a huge smile on your face, you half walked, half ran in that direction. richard spotted you and a smile grew on his face at the sight of you. he placed his luggage down as you grinned.

you finally reached him. you moved towards each other at the same time and wrapped your arms around each other simultaneously. the moment his arms were around you, you felt lighter. after all these months, you were reunited with him again.

you hid your face in his neck, hugging him tight to you. your lips turned up in an even wider smile. you had missed him so damn much.

"i've missed you baby," richard said in that smooth voice that you loved.

"i've missed you too baby," you replied. richard lifted his hand to caress your face, his eyes scanning your face with a smile that kept growing.

"you gonna kiss me or are you going to keep staring at me?" you asked him, a tiny smirk on your face. at your words, his lips too turned up in a smile that made your heart race.

"i love you," richard said before he crashed his lips onto yours, showing you just how much he missed you, how much he loved you. you returned the gesture, your body feeling more alive with the electricity coursing through your veins.

you ignored the cheers from richard's bandmates. with one final kiss, you leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"c'mon baby. let's get home. we've got a lot of things to catch up on."

reposted from my other account @calums-betch​

#richard camacho #cnco #cnco fanfic #cnco imagine #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho fluff

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I just search up Tu luz and yeah that's the song that perfectly captures my imagination. And you know the funny thing is? Tu luz means on English is my Light, i dunno if this was an coincidence or something. But there's something about that CNCO song that kinda poetic, when you think about it. q!Fit is a war veteran, From the lands of 2b2t where compassion and humanity could lead to your demise. He was a cold and calculated person who killed for survival and then he got sent on Quesadilla island for his mission to Madagaio and later got his beautiful son called Ramon, and then later q!Pac this island no matter how bad it was. Has thought of him of being human. Like he learn to communicate to people and others. Like Ramon and q!Pac symbolises on q!Fit as his light. His support beam, if you pulled it out he gonna collapsed. Like I could go on for minutes after minutes about it.

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh GOSH.

#crying over this RAHHHHHHHHHH THEY ARE HIS LIGHT #thank you for the ask!! #jrrasks

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Requests guide for story/roleplay fandom verse

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1.) Marvel/DC/Justice League/X-men/Guardian Of The Galaxies

2.) Golden Trio

3.) Maurauders

4.) New Gen.

5.)Teen Wolf

6.) My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia

7.)Dragonropa

8.)Demon Slayer

9.)Creepypasta

10.) Black Butler

11.)The Vampire Diaries

12.)Sex Education

13.)Fifty Shades of Grey/Fifty Shades Darker/Fifty Shades Freed

14.) Twilight

15.)Mortal Instruments

16.)Wednesday

17.)Umbrella Academy

18.)Orange Is The New Black

19.)Henry Danger/Danger Force

20.)Percy Jackson And The Olympians

21.)One Direction

22.) The Vamps

23.)The Outsiders

24.)5SOS

25.)Blackpink

26.)BTS

27.)Rappers

28.)Singers/Dancers/Youtubers

29.)Once Upon A Time

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33.)Euphoria

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37.) Miraculous

38.) Avatar:The last airbender

39.)CNCO

40.) Why don't We (WDW)

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3.)Mpreg/Pregnancy

4.)Sister Sister/Brother Moments

5.) Parents Children Moments

6.) One-Shot

7.)Imagine

8.)Chatroom

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11.)Angst

12.) Wife/Girlfriend Scenarios

13.)Song Prompt

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3.) Pepperoni

4.) Stony

5.) Ironstrange

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7.)Ironsoldier

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10.)Romanogers

11.) Steve x Sharon

12.)Winterwidow

13.)Clintasha

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15.)HulkFrost

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17.)Thoruce

18.)Natasha x Bruce

19.)Bruce x Betty

20.) Bruce x Dr.Cho

21.)Winterfalcon

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23.)T'Challa x Bucky

24.)Spideychelle

25.)Spideypool

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27.)Peter x Eddie Brock

28.) Batman x Joker

29.) Joker x Harley

30.)Superman x Wonder Woman

31.)Ronmione/Hernald

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39.)Jily

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42.)Snape x James

43.)Snilly

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46.)Bellatrix x Tom

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49.)Remus x Tonks

50.)Tonks x Charlie

51.)Scorpius x Albus

52.)James x Rose

53.)Bakugo x Deku5

4.)Deku x Uraraka

55.)Shoto x Bakugo

56.)Kirishima x Bakugo

57.)Bakugo x Mina

58.)Shoto x Momo

59.)Adam x Evan

60.)Mauve x Otis

61.)Ruby x Otis

62.)Steve x Ella

63.)Otis x Ola

64.)Christian x Anastasia

65.)Bella x Edward

66.)Tyler x Wednesday

67.)Xavier x Wednesday

68.)Xavier x Bella

69.) Ivan x Bella

70.)Mika x Bose

71.)Chapa x Miles

72.)Charlotte x Henry

73.)Percabeth

74.)Pison

75.)Frazel

76.)Solangelo

77.)Pernico

78.)Larry Stylinson

79.)Ziam

80.)Ziall

81.)Niam

82.)Malum

83.)Lashton

84.)Jikook

85.)Taekook

86.)Katniss x Peeta

87.)Katniss x Gale

88.)Dumbledore x Grindelwald

89.)Captainfrost (Loki x Steve)

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#roleplay #fandom #stories #request #guidelines

[sournatromanoff]

5 songs i’ve been loving lately 🥰

tagged by: @lindszeppelin and @burninlovebutler (love you linds and mel ❤️🥰)

1. “From This Moment On” by Shania Twain — this is my mom’s and my song. my birthday is coming up (sunday the 30th 🥰), and i’ve been listening to it a lot. i am extremely grateful to be alive for multiple reasons, and i’m extremely grateful to have my mom alive as well. “all we need is just the two of us. my dreams came true because of you.”

2. “Burn Me Down” by Nathan Sykes — i like to listen to love songs and imagine myself in a romance story that i make up as i listen. this has been one of them lately. i know that’s probably cheesy, but throughout middle/high school (and even now) i’ve been made fun of or cast aside because of my size, so i’ve done this to give me some hope. “tell me you love me by the way you burn. your fire ignites me, don’t let it fade away.”

3. “Toa La Noche” by CNCO — i’m sure i’ve mentioned this at least once before, but i’m puerto rican (genetically, at least. i was born in the midwest, and don’t have much connection to the actual island). latin music is a big part of my life, as it helps me feel at least a little bit closer to my culture. i am white presenting (though most of my family is brown, as we have taíno and african ancestry), and for a lot of my life i hadn’t know much about my culture. so listening to music helps a bit, as well as anything i learn now. “por favor, quédate. no te pido nada más. esta noche, bebé, sé que no lo olvidarás.” // “please, stay. i won’t ask anything else of you. this night, baby, i know you won’t forget it.”

4. “favorite crime” by Olivia Rodrigo — i hope i don’t have to explain this one, but this song has been on my rotation for a few weeks since i wrote my first elvis fic. “i watched as you fled the scene, doe eyed as you buried me. one heart broke, four hands bloodied.”

5. “Fever” by Elvis Presley — i hope i don’t have to explain this one either 😂 the man gives me fever 🥵 “i light up when you call my name, and you know i’m gonna treat you right. you give me fever…fever all through the night.”

BONUS: “False God” by Taylor Swift — i’ve been worshipping aphrodite for almost 3 years now, and this is the song she sends to me when i’m having a hard time, especially with religious trauma (i’m a former jehovah’s witness 😢). “we might just get away with it. religion’s in your lips, even if it’s a false god….we still worship this love.”

i tag: @babylovepresley @bisexualwvtson @mooodyblue @goldenpresley @lovininapinkcadillac @powerofelvis @samfangirls @notstefaniepresley and anyone else who wants to do this! (also, my apologies if i’ve tagged you before, my memory is crap 🥺)

#tag game #most played music #shania twain #nathan sykes #cnco #olivia rodrigo #elvis #elvis presley #taylor swift