Hello! Could I Make A Request Abt Platonic Paul Atreides And Best Friend (gn/m) Reader Where Reader Is

Hello! Could I make a request abt platonic Paul Atreides and best friend (gn/m) reader where reader is feeling down/touchstarved and wants a comforting hug, but is too shy/stoic to ask, but Paul knows that when reader's feeling stressed/tired or just genuinely they'd appreciate a hug atm and is like "oooooh, you want a Paul huggie don't 'ya" (later hugs them ofc)? This could be like a one time thing (imagine) or hcs abt it happening multiple times. Howewer you want! Sorry if it sounds weird! Just feel like sometimes I'd appreciate some encouraging from Paul haha. And thank you in advance!

No problem!

Also loving the increase in requests <3

uhm i've never written headcannons so yeah :P

Hug Me, Please? (platonic paul atreides)

(headcannons)

- you never really felt enough courage to ask the question if you were being honest.

- but at the same time the feeling was building up inside and it didn't seem like the feeling was going away anytime soon, yay!

- you couldn't really remember the last time he or anyone had hugged you - even when you really needed one.

- the first time you realized you were touch-starved was when you came back from a trip with duncan.

- "you're back! for a second y/n i thought you'd finally left." paul joked as he barrelled towards you, arms wide open.

- " ah, you know i could never leave my best-friend. " you gushed as you gladly accepted his offer, all of a sudden the tension from the trip melted. you felt easy, at peace. when paul started to pull away you tightened your arms around his waist

- " guess you just really needed a paul huggie huh? " he kidded as you smiled at the old nickname, " mhm. " you mumbled into his shoulder.

- the next time you were down and or stressed he made sure to help you.

- it was a busy monday, you hadn't gotten much sleep since you had to train with paul the night prior.

- " keep your arms up, wouldn't want that pretty face getting bashed in or worse, broken do we? " paul laughed as you and paul circled one another.

- " no, we or you would hate that wouldn't you paul? " you joked, " remember, defense is always the strongest- "

- " offense, yes i remember the million times you've said that, where does that even come from? " paul questioned you as he closed in

- " old american saying from the 2000's, i think. " you spoke as you saw an opportunity, you swung your foot underneath paul's legs as he dropped to the floor before grabbing his arms and holding them behind his back. " y'know you could've just said you liked me y/n. " paul grinned as his device glowed red, showing signs of a breach.

- " hah, you wish. know go to bed. "

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- your muscles ached as your eyelids closed regularly, but you couldn't sleep. you had multiple mission reports to enter into the database.

- paul entered your room, the two of you were like brother and sister, you never really had boundaries. " hey y/n, you missed breakfast. " paul told you as he took into account the state of your room as well as you. multiple coffee mugs to your right and candy for a rush of energy.

- " yeah sorry. i'm just busy and done! what's up? " you said as your swivelled in your chair to face him, you had slight bags under your eyes and a messy ponytail, your lips were slightly cracked.

- he sighed, " you've been up since last night's training haven't you? " paul interrogated you as you looked up at the ceiling, " maybe. i had work to do. "

- paul's head hung low as he walked towards you then behind your chair as he slung his arms over your shoulders before kissing your head. " take a break, your always working. plus you have three assistants who's jobs are to do exactly this y/n/n. "

- " i know but- " you stood up to continue before being hugged, your shoulders, which you didn't even know were tensed, relaxed.

" thank you. "

" it's nothing, i love you, i hate to see you overwork yourself.”

from those few moments he made mental notes, hugs were the way to you.

( sorry if it's terrible idk how to write headcannons lmao <3 )

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒? - 𝐂.𝐒 - pt 2

summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother. 

part 2!! (final part) 

pairings: carlos sainz x female reader, platonic formula one drivers x reader

warnings: vulgar language, bfb trope, teasing, bad spanish translations :) asshole carlos 👍🏽🧎‍♀️carlos has an oc!sister who may be a friend in which i incorporated into the fic since it’s her bday

word count: 951 words

The rest of the day was a blur, not in a bad way though. 

It had been a blur of shouting, delicious food, competitiveness as well as teasing. The man from earlier on hadn’t stopped looking your way, Madelyn was long gone, by the time you snapped out of your trance from your interaction with the man earlier she’d left to complete party duties. 

Although she had texted saying that influential people would be attending.

And by that she either meant rich or famous. 

You still hadn’t had the pleasure of learning the mystery mans name. Only what you hoped were his initials, C-S. He had a thick accent earlier on, and he may not have been fluent in English. But based off of your Year 10 Spanish knowledge, Mierda, was a Spanish word, meaning shit. 

Okay you were lying, you barely remembered anything from your Spanish language lessons. You were basing his nationality based off of your Narcos based Spanish vocabulary as it was currently your obsession because you totally weren’t just watching the show because of Pedro Pascal.

Right now the tournament had ended, finally.

Although the day was way more eventful than you’d thought it was going to be, you were still in thirty degree weather, a hoodie and jeans. The last hole, lucky number 18 had numerous photographers surrounding it, most likely for the local newspaper or something similar. And just to your luck, you were suddenly being called over. Each remaining player, all but 3, were having family photos.

The families of the top 3 were ushered into the banquet hall nearby, your family being the last there. 

Ravi had made it to 3rd place, barely.

As you stood with Ravi and your parents you felt another hand wrap around your waist. 

“Smile!” The photographer exclaimed, as your family did your face dropped.

“Why aren’t you smiling Cariño?” 

Flash. The picture was done with as Ravi turned your way, another man walked past you, “Oh mate it’s been so long!” This man also spoke with an accent, however it sounded more French than Spanish. 

The Spaniards arm dropped from your waist, replaced with a hand on your back.

Your parents hugged the two other men, as he wrapped his arms around your mothers waist he winked your way. “I think we better call it a day.” Your father said as you hugged him, “I’ll call tomorrow okay?” He spoke as he and your mother left through the entrance, you, Ravi and the other two were left in the hall.

The new man was dressed similar to the Spaniard, as you’d now dubbed him in your head. The only difference being the Scuderia Ferrari cap which adorned his head. “Looks like it’s us three, like old times no?” The French man smiled widely as his eyes made his way to you. “Oh who’s this Ravi?”

“My sister Y/n! Y/n meet Charles and behind you is Carlos.” Ravi introduced the two men as Charles stretched his hand out your way. “Nice to meet you Y/n. Are you going to Sainz’s birthday tonight? The three of us are, we don’t mind taking you with us right?” 

Charles questioned his friends, “No, not at all Charles. I’ll show you a good time Y/n.” Carlos teased as his hand slid lower down your back side as your posture straightened from the sudden movement, “Uh, I’m having Sayda or Sainz as you’d say, pick me up since we have a bit more to set up and she wants me to meet her brother since he’s in town for once.” You didn’t mean for the sentence to come out so bitter, but it ended up that way, because apparently someone up above found your humiliation hilarious.

“Oh? What do you mean for once?” Carlos pressed further, clearly amused. 

Your head turned his way as you looked up, “Well according to her he’s a bit of an asshole and he doesn’t exactly make much time to see his family since he’s always so busy with his job. What job keeps people from seeing their damn family once in a while, he sounds like an ass.”

Great, you put your foot in your mouth and also managed to trash talk the brother of your best friend whom you hadn’t even met nor given a chance to explain his job and why it kept him away from family so often.

“Nice to meet you Y/n L/n, I’m Carlos Sainz.” 

Your eyes were quite literally about to burst out of your skull as your hand slapped over your mouth while apologies flowed out shortly after. 

Charles shook his head as he and Ravi walked away, “We’ll let you two figure it out.” Ravi managed to get out as Charles doubled over in laughter.

“I’m so sorry Carlos, I had no idea!” 

“Mi Amor I think that’s obvious.”

“I really didn’t mean any of that, it’s just what Sayda’s said so-”

“Do you believe everything she says? Don’t you have your own thoughts in that pretty head of yours hm?” Carlos grinned as he angled your head up by your chin.

Your throat went dry. The several smoothies from earlier on long forgotten. 

“C’mon amor, no words already?” 

“I-” 

“Carlos!” 

Sayda ran your way as Carlos rolled his eyes, “You met Y/n good. The party is starting in like 10 come on!” She said as she began to drag Carlos by his wrist towards the door, but not before you grabbed something from your bag.

Carlos caught the golf ball mid-air before bringing it to his chest, “This Yours?” 

Carlos shook his head, as he looked up at you as he smiled, “Keep it safe for me Cariño.” 

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒? - 𝐂.𝐒

summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother.  

pairings: carlos sainz x female reader

warnings: vulgar language, bfb trope, teasing, bad spanish translations :) age gap (6+ years)

word count: 1.7k words

A/N: (reader is envisioned as being of indian/asian descent, but you don’t necessarily need to think of it that way. it’s just most fics have white readers and i’m not so :) so just know she is described as dark skinned also - let me know for a potential part 2 )

You sat in the car as you stared out the window, you had never felt more annoyed.

Context? Today was your best friend Madelyn's joint birthday with your other best friend Sayda. They were turning 21! They could legally drink and all, well, in America. Anywhere else they could as well. You, on the other hand, were still stuck on 20. You had planned your present for the two of them for over 2 months. And after all that, you were told you couldn't attend.

Your parents somehow tied you to familial obligations at the age of 20.

You knew you could say no, your family did too. But they knew how to play on your guilt. You knew that if you declined they wouldn't put up a fight but you’d know they were disappointed, You'd feel it in every glare, their words, everything. And guilt trips aren't your ideal idea of trips.

The familial obligations ended up being attending your older brother's golf tournament. 3 hours of watching older men profusely sweat their asses off on a stupid game. Which seemed like a punishment for a crime, only problem? You had no idea what crime you’d committed. As the car slowed down and you pulled into the parking lot you inhaled, only exhaling once you parked.

  This was going to be the death of you.

“Y/n come on." Your mother said as she opened her car door. You turned to grab your purse and sunglasses before exiting. The entire golf course was packed. Food stalls lined the entrance and multiple people were hanging around, watching their family and friends.

But everyone, unlike you, was happy. Your parents walked in front as you followed, they picked up keys to a golf buggy, while you grabbed your own. You slung your purse on as you got in, turning the key. You all made our way over to the '20s to 30's side of the course.

Your brother, Ravi, was only 6 years older than you and was participating in the competition. And as you parked your buggy you finally took notice of the golfers. Unlike the entrance of the course, everyone here was, well, not old. But that was obvious since it was the 20-30 side of the competition.

Basically, the competition was split into age groups. Juniors are 15 to 19, then there's 20 to 30, 40 to 60 then seniors who are 60 and up. All the participants were well fit. A bunch of hot guys partially too old for you in tight polo shirts, sweating on a 30-degree day?

Maybe your parents dragging you here was actually beneficial.

Well, to you mostly.

"Guys! Over here!" A voice shouted over the murmuring of the crowd, Ravi. Your mother took my hand and led me through the sea of people. As if you couldn't yourself. Fair to say you let her, sometimes she's, uh, coddling.

(Which is a total understatement)

Ever since you graduated and moved out of your mother’s been looking for ways for you to need her. To the point where you’re starting to think being a mother might've taken up more parts of her life than you thought. "Thanks for coming today."

Ravi wrapped his arms around you as you returned the embrace. "I thought you weren't coming? Isn't it Madelyn and Sayda's birthday today?" You sighed, "It is, but I was sort've-" Your father's glare from behind your mother had you swallowing your words. "I just, uh, wanted to support you."

Internally, you wanted to shout, 'Well actually I'm too nice of a fucking person to turn down plans even if I have something else planned because I absolutely despise the idea of hurting someone's feelings. And, I know how it feels to be turned down and it sucks ass. So no, I'm not here because I want to be, and yes it is their birthday party and I don't know if I'll be able to get there in time.'

But then again, you were too nice for that.

"Oh, well thanks again."

To anyone else, it would've seemed like a normal response, but then again you knew what he meant. 'You were dragged here, I know. I'm sorry.'

You smiled at him as he smiled back. "So, when is it all starting?" You questioned him, in hope of deterring the conversation. "In a minute or two."

"There's seats over there. If you need anything let me know okay?" He said as he hugged you one last time before you took your place with your parents.

As you say you actually found yourself enjoying the tournament, to your surprise. But the heat was definitely getting to you, swiftly getting up you turned to your parents as you let them know where you were going.

You took your purse with you as you made your way over to the food stalls, wanting a smoothie. A high pitched squeal rang through your ears as you were wrapped in a warm hug.

"Y/n! What're you doing here?" Sayda asked you, "Ravi's playing! Or competing, whatever you call it." Sayda smiled, "So is my brother!" Sayda beamed as you replied, "Really? Oh my god I didn't even know he was in town!"

"Aha, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. If I can, I'll introduce you to him. And if not now, he'll be at my birthday party tonight." Confusion warped your facial expression as you asked, "What does he l-" Your friend Madelyn approached the pair of you,  "Oh my god! Y/n you're here too!"

You smiled at her, "Yeah, sadly. Why're you guys here, I thought you had the party?" You asked the two, "Since Sayda's brother is in town and he rarely is, he wanted to participate in the stupid golf tournament so we pushed the party back so that he could make it."

You nodded, "I have a few things to do before the party so I have to get going. But I'll see you guys later." She said as she hugged us once last time before leaving the queue.

Yourself and Madelyn were almost at the front of the line as she whispered, "Avoid her brother okay? If she asks if you want to meet him? Run. Away." You looked at her as if she'd just punched you in the face, "What? Why?"

Madelyn looked at you dead straight.

"Because he's so fucking hot."

  You laughed, maybe a little louder than you should have, "That's your reason?" Madelyn or Madi as you called her, whacked your arm, "I'm serious. So many of our friends have crushes on him. And he's dated a few of Saydas friends. Literally, none of those relationships worked out and Sayda stopped being friends with most of them."

"Did she know about the relationships?" Madi nodded, "Yeah, but none of them worked out because he's always busy with his job. Plus he cheated on half of them. But he's so good at manipulating I swear, he manages to convince everyone that 'The breakup was mutual' or 'She cheated'. And everyone believes him because, well, I don't know."

You smiled, "I won't calm down. Plus maybe those relationships did end on good terms?" You asked hopefully. "Maria walked in on him with Isa." The smile on your face dropped immediately. "Okay then." The two of you ordered your drinks and food afterwards, returning to her private birthday tent. Lucky.

You sat back and watched on, it came down to the last hole. Each player had 3 shots to get the golf ball in or you lost. The last two competitors were your brother and another guy. He was tall, definitely more so than you, his hair looked fluffy, and he had stubble and gorgeous brown eyes.

The polo shirt he was wearing was definitely not helping, you could even see his toned body through it. His forehead was glistening with sweat. And as you were about to go to the toilet the man lifted his shirt to wipe off the sweat.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

You walked as fast as possible without looking suspicious, but at this point you weren’t so sure if you cared anymore. You grabbed your phone and began to spam Maddi. 

Maddi 💕

To Maddi; i swear to fucking god bro

To Maddi; this guy looks unreal 

To Maddi; i think im gonna jump his ass or som because MY GOD 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🙏🏽

From Maddi; y/n, you’re going insane, leave the man alone 😭

To Maddi; you haven’t seen him once you do you’ll understand 👍🏽

From Maddi; will i tho?

To Maddi; yes you will bitch 🔪  i’ll point him out when i get back <33

You looked at yourself in the mirror while trying to compose yourself. Taking a deep breath you opened the door of the bathroom to be met with a rolling golf ball, stopping just at your feet. You kneeled down to pick it up and as you did you heard footsteps getting closer to you.

“Mierda! Hi, yes, uh sorry do you uh pass the ball back?” 

Fuck. To your luck the guy you were gushing about stood in front of you, still sweaty, but his hair was messier and his breathing staggered. But he looked so fucking good to the point where you dismissed his extended right hand entirely. “Hello? Are you okay?” He asked as he stared intently.

“Uh oh yeah! Uhm sorry I was just-” 

“Staring at me?” 

“No! Well yes I was staring but not in a creepy way. I was just- your eyes?” 

Even though you missed his extended hand you didn’t miss the evident smirk which came across his face as he stood in front of you, stepping ever so close to you, his hand brushed a loose piece of hair from your cheek as he whispered, 

“Keep the ball. Gives me a reason to find you again.”  

And with that he swiftly turned, distancing himself from you. But not without winking over his shoulder at you. You could feel your cheeks begin to burn up, but at least it wasn’t noticeable. More complimentary to your darker skin. 

The golf ball suddenly drew your attention as your thumb grazed over indebts, looking down you noticed an ordinary company name, but then, to the side, initials.

C.S

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CARLOS SAINZ

— this yours? 

p1 - p2

summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother.

— the one

summary: the one where you’re dating carlos sainz jr, whilst being the youngest of the leclerc family and hiding the relationship from your brothers. mission unsucessful.

CHARLES LECLERC

— you and i, forever

— satellite (p2)

summary: the one where you and charles navigate his high-end career while trying to stay loyal with eachother from a long distance. which proves to be harder for one certain party.

— stand by me

summary: the one where charles and you attend the celebratory dinner after him winning the 2023 championship, which leads to a man on one knee and you crying whilst his family cheers in the background.

— honeymoon things (insta au)

summary: you and charles post about your wedding and honeymoon when a few funny comments trickle in.

MAX VERSTAPPEN

— coming soon

LANDO NORRIS

— coming soon

OSCAR PIASTRI

— coming soon

DANIEL RICCIARDO 

— not on purpose! (insta au, bellingham!sister)

summary: daniel accidentally announces his relationship to his fans.

LEWIS HAMILTON 

— all too well (ft. pierre gasly)

summary: the one where pierre gasly doesn’t realize what he’s lost until she’s gone and in the arms of a certain british world champion.

GEORGE RUSSELL

— coming soon

SEBASTIAN VETTEL 

— coming soon

 ALEX ALBON

— coming soon

Hi! You don't have to post this, but I just wanted to let you know thay you wrote Carlos in the header of the most recent au you posted! The post was really cute btw!!

oh my god thanks for telling me haha carlos was on my mind after watching old carlando vids 😭

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welcome! 

here to seek shelter? stay as long as you’d like!

CARLOS SAINZ

this yours? 

p1 - p2

summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother.

-

the one

summary: the one where you’re dating carlos sainz jr, whilst being the youngest of the leclerc family and hiding the relationship from your brothers. mission unsucessful.

CHARLES LECLERC

you and i, forever

satellite (p2)

summary: the one where you and charles navigate his high-end career while trying to stay loyal with eachother from a long distance. which proves to be harder for one certain party.

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je t’aime

summary: the one where charles and you attend the celebratory dinner after him winning the 2023 championship, which leads to a man on one knee and you crying whilst his family cheers in the background.

ARTHUR LECLERC

coming soon <3

MAX VERSTAPPEN

coming soon <3

MICK SHUMACHER

coming soon <3

LANDO NORRIS

coming soon <3

DANIEL RICCIARDO 

coming soon <3

LEWIS HAMILTON 

all too well (ft. pierre gasly)

summary: the one where pierre gasly doesn’t realize what he’s lost until she’s gone and in the arms of a certain british world champion.

GEORGE RUSSELL

coming soon <3

SEBASTIAN VETTEL 

coming soon <3 

LANCE STROLL

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 ALEX ALBON

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PIERRE GASLY  

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