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Ok so what do we want next? And do we want a smau? Or a full oneshot? Comment which one!! In the meantime voteee

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Losing Control ft. Oscar Piastri

Synopsis: In which she's been in some bad relationships and he shows her that she's capable of being loved right.

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x black!fem!reader

Genre: Girl meets the world of a love that she doesn’t have to fight for. One that chooses her in every lifetime.

Warning(s): None!

Part 1 . Part 2.

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Shoulda' ended it before it started. All she ever got was broken hearted. He was cheating on her tryna' flip it.

Flashback

"Everything seems to be a problem with you, you just always want to fight." Lando says.

"We wouldn't be fighting if you would just stop." You say.

"Stop what? So what I went out with a girl, who cares. The world isn't ending." He replies sarcastically.

"I care... and thats the problem. If this situation was flipped you would be losing your mind right now." You say.

"Oh really?" He says rolling his eyes.

"Yeah really, I don't know why you always want to make me seem like I'm reaching when we both know I'm not." You say, your voice getting louder.

Lando doesn't reply and the two of you sit in silence just looking at the other.

"So this is it then?" You say sitting down.

"No, we can fix this. You just have to stop getting in your feelings about everything." He says as if it's some amazing solution.

"Do you still not get it? Like how fucking deluded do you have to be to look me in my face and say something like that?" You say looking at him incredulously.

"See this is what I'm talking about." He says sighing dramatically.

"You know what, I hope you get everything that you deserve and that life treats you so well. Goodbye Lando." You say, walking out before he can respond.

You were now sitting in a quiet spot in the paddock after you and Lando had once again fought over his behavior and how he treats you.

"Hey, are you good?" A voice says. You look up and see that it's Oscar.

"Do I look good?" You reply.

"Yeah, sorry, dumb question." He says nervously.

"No, your good, I'm just frustrated at the moment." You say tired.

"Care to share? I hear talking about your problems helps a lot." He says, smiling encouragingly.

"You know what.. I think that would help, thanks." You say smiling softly as he sits down next to you.

Back on her like a victim. Now she's all alone and starting over. Now she's got baggage on her shoulder.

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Every now and then she goes off though, beating on his chest like a bongo.

"So I saw you with that engineer in the garage, she's pretty." You say accusingly while speaking with Oscar over the phone.

"Not as pretty as you, plus we were discussing matters related directly to the car." He says explaining it.

"Uhuh, ok sure." You say sarcastically.

"Look, I'm on my way home. Please stay up a little bit longer so we can talk? I don't like going to bed angry." He says softly.

"Mhm." You mumble before hanging up.

Oscar sighs to himself while in the car before driving a little bit faster, not necessarily eager to get home and dive into this problem but simply eager to calm her nerves and reassure her. He parked in the driveway before taking up the bags of groceries he had bought which included some of Y/n's favorite snacks before locking the door and quickly making his way to the door and unlocking it before entering.

"Baby?" He said looking for her as he set the groceries down on the counter, not bothering to unpack them and sort them away yet as he had more tiring matters to get to.

"Babe?" He said again but louder this time as he walked around throughout the house before finding her in the bedroom on her phone. He knocked on the opened door of the room to grab her attention, watching her intently as she looked up, finally directing her attention to him.

"Y/n. Love. You can't just shut down when you're upset. Please talk to me. I never mean to hurt you, ever." He said softly pleading as he entered the room.

You had been stressing over this whole thing as he words somehow sounded all too familiar in your mind.

"I know. It's just.." You begin to say.

"What is it? I'm listening." He says kneeling down beside the bed, not wanting to wear his outside clothes while on the bed, and staring at her intently.

"I don't mean to be like this... It's just Lando always gave these excuses and I sat there believed him every time and then it would turn out that he lied and things were more than he told me they were." You say before pausing to take a breath and then continuing noticing that he's still giving you his full attention.

"It's like there's this weird feeling of paranoia and it's not that I don't trust you but I'm just so scared Osc." You say softly, your voice breaking as you spoke.

"Mhm, I hear you and I understand but know that throughout all of this that I love you, I want you in my life for as long as you'll allow me to have you, and dare I say I need you?" He says smiling before continuing.

"I know that due to your past relationship you'll always have that nagging feeling but I'm here for you and for us. You are my peace so let me be yours." He says smiling up at you. At his words you broke down crying and allowed yourself to let down your guard a little bit more.

He understands she's coming from a hurt place. Answers all the questions on her survey.

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Ya'll I'm so sorry that this took forever. Life has been lived. I'll be writing a little bit more to make up for it! I’ll do a vote on the next fic soon. Ask to be added to the tag list!!

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LMAO, this was so tea. I might needa write something for Clark Kent nowww

Swear Jar

pairing. David!Clark Kent x reader

synopsis. Clark is the office goody two-shoes. Can you really make him swear?

warnings. lots of cutie clark!! no use of y/n. lois is just as cool and suave as ever, no lois hate here. some angst and lots of fluff so don't worry. oh and some?ish swearing.

word count. 3k (oneshot)

Notes at the end.

“Shit”

The remnants of the blueberry latte you’d picked up for Lois were currently completely soaking your new trousers. The woman in question is standing in front of you, staring up at you apologetically while dabbing furiously, not that the paper-thin napkin is doing much.

“It’s the jitters.”

“Lois, you have withdrawls.” she waves you off “Same thing sweetie.”

From across the room, Clark taps at the swear jar.

“C’mon, I just got in hardass,” you groan.

“You know the rules.” He chimes, voice light and airy and mocking.

You scowl and trudge past him toward your desk.

 Shit, all of your files are soaked. Perrys going to be so pissed when you hand in your first drafts later.

“You're so mean Clark.” You huff.

“Hey,” he says with a shrug, rolling back to his desk while spinning his stupid pen around, “you’re the one that said you wanted a challenge.”

Even when you’re annoyed, you can’t help staring at him.

His curls are soft, framing his face in a way that kind of remind you of a cherub. The rest of him not so much. Despite the oversized blue suit he wears every day to work, you’d been lucky enough to catch a peek at his absolutely ridiculously large biceps a few months ago when the office got too hot.

Still somehow not as hot as him.

Even his dimples are perfect, both of them placed perfectly at each side of his face, coming out to say “Hi” every two seconds because of how often the large man smiles at you.

Anyway back to the ridiculous swear jar.

For some reason someone had suggested that the office should take part in a no-swearing competition. The incentive? Whoever swore the most would have to hand over the contents of the swear jar to the person that swore the least.

Full ceremony, full knighting.

Everyone knew Cat or Perry would be knighting; that part was absolute.

But guess who was in the lead to win? Well ok it wasn’t just Clark, Ron was giving him a run for his money. The man barely had a crease of his suit most the time, let alone breaking his composure enough to swear. So there were fair odds going.

Sitting at the edge of your desk, playing with the pens that had definitely already dried out you looked up at Clark and ask “You suggested this competition knowing you’d win right.”

“Mmmmmmaybe,” he cheekily glances up at you through his glasses, “Not my fault I have morals.”

“Not even going to get into this debate with you again.”

You always ended up in that same argument: the correlation between swearing and intelligence. You said it was a sign of linguistic expression. He said it was laziness.

Across the room, a collective groan breaks out.

A tally under Ron’s name on the scoreboard appears, the man in question lets out a pained sigh, pulling a book over his face in shame.

The only person that hadn’t groaned is sitting pretty, chewing on a piece of gum. You could imagine his smug face as he knelt down to receive his crown, the prince of virtue himself.

You could not let that happen.

“Guys, surely this is unfair.” Flapping her hands around “When have any of us actually heard Clark swear?”

Jimmy muttered out in deep thought “I heard him say the s-word once.”

“Shut the f- front door!” Cat said, her eyes wide, well-manicured fingers slapping Jimmy’s shoulder. “Where and when, we need all the deets.”

Jimmy blinked, booting the memory up. “We were at a conference for LexCorps new clean energy plant, total bull obviously. HIs leather journal caught on fire somehow, something to do with the electronics next to his bag. But it was weird I don’t remember anything flamable-“

Lois clicks her hands in his face to get him out of his trance. “Focus. Are you sure?”

He shakes himself awake “Anyway, look the point is the guys human, he can slip up.”

Time to ragebait Clark Kent.

5 days till crowning

Your first idea is simple.

Stan Lex Luthor.

Out of all the men on Earth, only two could reliably work Clark Kent into a frenzy: Bruce Wayne and Lex Luthor. Talk about either and he’d transform into Mr Hyde, frothing and pounding on his desk like a man possessed. Sure, you’d have to deal with a sermon about truth and justice for at least an hour after the mention of Lex, but you’d live.

So of course, that morning you waltzed into the office fully committed to the bit. Thick black shades covered your eyes, and a long black t hugged your frame. The entire thing screamed soft cosplay. A few LutherCorp-branded pens peeked out of your pocket and you held a mug you’d “borrowed” on your last visit to LuthorCorp.

Also to be extra subtle, you hung framed keychain of the bald deviant on the side of your bag.

The change wasn’t lost on clark.

“What on earth is that?” he asks, pointing with genuine horror to the keychain.

“You like it?” you grin. “I decorated it myself!”

Clark turns to Steve at the next desk. “Get your phone out. She’s lost it. Call 911.”

His hand reaches out and presses against your forehead, checking for a fever or maybe checking that you aren’t being mind controlled somehow. You bat his hand away, heart hammering traitorously from just a light touch.

“What?” you say, trying to sound genuine. “Is it so wrong to admire a man as great as Lex Luthor?”

Clark gapes at you. “Are you being serious?”

“Oh, I loooove the guy,” you say, dragging the word. “He’s so hot—”

“Perfect,” comes a voice from behind. “Since you like him so much kid, you can take over Cat’s article on the LuthorCorp building redesign. You’re on interview duty for the rest of the week.”

You jump. “What?!”

Where the hell had Perry come from? He looms over you, staring hard enough that, if it was a sport, he’d be rivaling Serena Williams in her prime.

“What I meant was wow! I’m so excited,” you say, voice sliding into a what you hope sounds like an enthusiatic tone.

You exhale in relief as he seemed satisfed with your answer and walks away.

Clark is already halfway down the hall when you hear him laugh and nod to himself.

“What the hay.”

4 days till crowning

Your second idea is a lot better.

A lot better.

Clark’s glasses are practically superglued to his face. Like, not even metaphorically. You once saw Jimmy barely reach for them, as a joke, and Clark had reacted like he was about to be unmasked in front of a firing squad. He’d turned pale and physically backed away from Jimmy.

So yeah.

They were a good source of fear for the guy.

Getting them off his face wasn’t going to be the easiest task.

He was clumsy, sure- he was constantly tripping on wires and bumping into chairs. When it came to those glasses? He was precise. Always adjusting, always repositioning.

You’d wanted to try them on once but like smeagol with the ring he just, wouldn’t give them up.

So you brought in Jimmy. It was simple Jimmy would “accidentally” spill something on Clark’s face.

Right between the brows.

Jimmy hesitates before speaking. “You want me to- just, what, throw a drink in his face?”

“Not throw. Spill. You’re perfect for this.”

Jimmy scowls. “Rude.”

If only a certain superhero wasn’t listening in on your plan.

Ten minutes later, there you both are- you’re perched at your desk, watching like a hawk as Jimmy approaches Clark with a smoothie in one hand and a tremor in the other.

“Hey, Clark! Try this—banana, kale-

Clark turns to greet him with his singature corn-fed, wonder-boy smile, and then-

Splash.

Jimmy gasps like he’s just committed murder.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!”

You had to give the kid credit he could put on a good performance.

Smoothie splatters across every inch of Clark’s face and glasses. Perfect time for you to now swoop in and steal them.

And then Clark… chuckles?

“No worries,” he says, already pulling off his glasses with two fingers and reaching for a napkin, not even giving you time to snatch them away. “Happens all the time.”

You stare.

Jimmy stares.

Everyone stares.

Clark just wipes his face, a small knowing smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.

What?

“Thanks for the drink,” he adds lightly, patting Jimmy’s shoulder as he stands up. “You saved me from falling asleep at my desk.”

Then he walks away.

You slowly turn to Jimmy. “Fudge nuggets”

“Did you.. just say fudge nuggets?”

Clark, in the bathroom, quietly taps away at his phone. The faint shimmer of Mr. Terrific’s hypno-contacts glint for just a second before he put his glasses back on.

3 days till crowning

“I give up,” you mutter, slumping forward onto your desk with a dramatic sigh. “The guy’s a no-swearing patience machine.”

Lois pats your shoulder with a sympathetic smile. “Don’t worry. You’ll get him next time, tiger.”

But deep down, you both know the truth.

Clark is going to win.

So when everyone is packing up for the day and slowly shuffling their way out of the office, you turn to him and say it out loud- because what’s there to lose?

“You win, Kent.”

He glances over, eyebrows raised. A small smile pulling at his lips like he knew your admittance was coming. “Took you long enough to come around.”

You walk side by side with Clark, the summer air finally bearable enough to not sweat while on a stroll. The sounds of cars and people hum around you both.

But halfway to the train station, you pause. “Hang on,” you say, eyes locking on Mo’s bakery. “We’re stopping.”

Clark follows your gaze and gives an approving nod. “For Mo’s cupcakes?”

“Mo’s cupcakes.”

Inside, the store is cool and delicious, smelling of cinnamon and blueberry. But your eyes aren’t focused on the rows of decident desserts in front of you. No. They're somewhere else entirely. The cashier working the espresso machine- tall, blonde, and enough forearm on display that you feel like a victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time.

He glances up and smiles when he sees you. You smile back, just a little too long.

Clark notices.

As you joined the short queue, you whisper to him, “The cashier’s so cute, right?”

Clark blinks. “What?”

“You don’t think he’s cute?”

He glances toward the counter, narrowing his eyes like he’s x-raying every inch of him. “I mean… yeah, he’s a good-looking guy, I guess.”

He looks deeply confused and unsettled, like he can’t figure out what’s going on.

“Wait,” he says slowly, “did you come here just for him?”

You scoff while looking flushed, nudging him with your elbow. “No! Don’t make me sound like some kind of fanatic. It’s like Great Earl Grey cupcakes and a hot guy that occasionally brushes hands with me? That’s a nice end to my day.” You sigh dramatically, hand over your heart, and Clark lets out a noise somewhere between a huff and a groan.

“Find us a table, please?” you say sweetly, waving him off like a well-trained puppy.

Clark obeys as always.

He’s like your own personal puppy.

At the counter, the cashier gives you his full attention, smiling with that well-practiced corporate charm. He leans in just slightly, and you tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear without even thinking.

You order two cupcakes and a couple of drinks, and before Clark can even get up to help or offer to pay, you already swipe your card. Then, just as the cashier hands you your change, he slides you a small folded slip of paper.

You don’t open it until you’re halfway back to Clark.

“Oh my god. He gave me his number!”

Clark looks up, startled. His jaw tightening. He takes a slow sip of his coffee and says deadpan “That’s great. Fantastic. Really, happy for you.”

2 days till crowning

Clark walks in like a cat who didn’t get the cream and wants the world to stop turning because of it.

You, on the other hand are in a good mood, a very good mood.

Texting under your desk with a giddy little half-smile you don’t bother hiding. The guy from the bakery- Dan, had messaged you back almost instantly after you texted last night. Smooth, charming, and just the right amount of funny. You have a dinner date with him tomorrow night.

Maybe you’ve finally found the Jerimiah to your Isabela.

Clark’s chair creaks with every look he gives you throughout the day. His typing is uncharacteristically aggressive, and he glares at his screen like it owes him money.

“What do you think I should wear?” you whisper, leaning over to Cat

She raises her perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “For who?”

You just grin and tilt your phone towards her. She lets out a quiet noise of appreciation.

“What about the black dress you wore last month?” Grabbing at your phone.

“Heels too” she says with a slow nod “Definitely heels.”

You’re so caught up in it all- scheduling a nail appointment in your head, planning the jokes- that you almost forget about your dinner plans tonight with Lois, Jimmy, and Clark.

By the time the three of you are halfway done with dinner, you’re still rambling about tomorrow’s date.

“—he said he knows this place that has a set menu that just does french fries and ribeye steaks. You can get the fries and sauce on tap, isnt that great?” You laugh lightly, not noticing the look Jimmy gives Lois.

She looks at him, gesturing towards you silently.

Clearing her throat, she draws your attention to the man sitting next to you. “Why are you so grumpy, mister?” She asks Clark.

“I’m not,” he says flatly, adjusting his glasses awkwardly.

“You didn’t even smirk when Steve lost out on the Centennial Park story this morning. That man fell into a pond chasing a source, Clark. You always laugh at that kind of thing.”

“I’m just… feeling tired,” he says, not even bothering to look at any of you. “I think I’m gonna head out.”

You blink. “Oh. Okay.”

He leaves without letting any of you speak.

You watch him go, tall frame disappearing onto the street, his shoulders sloped down, strangely defeated. The other two continue on rambling about the Justice Gang's latest blunder.

You feel the smile fade from your face, just a little.

1 day till crowning

Your date day extraveganza is finally here.

Not that Clark’s keeping track.

At all.

The cup in his hand is from a place downstairs that definitelty is a rip-off. $10 for an oat milk hojicha latte? But what can he do, he’s decided to non-offically boycott Mo’s until barista Dan is fired. He hasn’t come up with the exact crime he’s commited but hes a journalist he’ll find out.

Not only is his coffee overpriced but the rest of the office isnt making his life any easier.

Every time you so much as mention your dinner plans, they all look over at Clark with the saddest, most sympathetic glances humanly possible.

Whatever. He doesn’t care…

Actually he really does, time for a plan.

Clark catches you on your way back from the printer, hovering near your desk like he’s waiting for something, but pretending to not be.

He clears his throat as you pass, then gestures vaguely toward the store closet.

“Hey, uh- can I grab you for a sec? I need help finding some A3 paper.”

 You stare at him, one brow raised. “You need my help… to find paper.”

“Yeah,” he says quickly, his voice sky high.

You follow him despite his strange behaviour. “Okayyyy, weirdo.”

 He stops in front of the supply closet door and glances over his shoulder before opening it and letting you in.

“Is there a reason you’ve cornered me into the supply room or am I great at sniffing out non-traditional paper sizes?” Your comment draws no reaction from him, and you stare at him inquisitively.

He isn’t really sure what to do now.

He takes a step towards you and reaches out to grip the top of your shoulders, his arms are big and warm and you feel the urge to go limp and have him pull you flush against him. Snap out of it.

“Don’t go out with him,” he says quietly, his voice hoarse like the words have been sitting in his throat all day.

You blink. “Clark, what are you—”

“Just…” His grip tightens slightly, not painful, just desperate. “Please promise you won’t.”

You step back a little, frowning. “And why would I not?”

He opens his mouth. Closes it. Stammers. Still holding your arms, still looking at you like you’re slipping out of his grasp and he doesn’t know how to stop it.

And you? You’re frustrated.

Heat is rising in your chest at the ridiculous request and Clarks inability to give you an answer.

“When you figure out why I shouldn’t go out with a hot guy that asked me out and actually likes me, let me know. Until then? Mind your damn business.”

You move out of his grasp and turn to leave and as soon as your hand tocuhes the handle his voice calls out.

“it is my business.”

You expect him to add on a joke, because theres no way in hell he just said that to you.

You turn, “What did you just say to me?”

Clark stans tall now, brows drawn tight, chest heaving slightly. You step towards him, eyes narrowing, chest puffed out.

“And why the hell would it be your business?”

Clark’s eyes are closed, his shoulders up to his ears, hands balled into fists. It almost looks like he's Wile. E. Cyote the way he’s stood so taught.

“BECAUSE I FUCKING LIKE YOU!”

He continues on, eyes still closed pushing the words out like they’re painful “I like you more than I’ve ever liked anyone and Idon’twantanyonetohaveyoubutme?”

You step forward, voice softer. “Clark… hey. Look at me.”

His left eye cracks open.

“I like you too, idiot.”

And just like that, all the tension bleeds out of him. Shoulders dropping, fists unclenching.

He looks stunned, hopeful, a little dumbfounded.

“Shit,” he breathed. “You do?”

You grin. “You think I go out of my way to hand-bind leather journals for just anyone? Please.”

He laughs- a breathless laugh- and then your lips meet his.

His lips are soft, his top lip smaller than the bottom, meaning he has to press deeper into you in order to taste you. Not that you’re complaining. Clarks hands began to fumble about but finally find their place, one on your waist, the other twisting its way to the back of your head. Yours are roaming his chest, shaky while you press against his firm pecks.

You decide that you’d really like to breathe now, and even after you pull away Clarks lips attempt to chase you back to hishis. His eyes are desperate and glazed over. God, he looks wrecked.

Then you leave your starry-eyed lover in the dust and run up to the office scoreboard to draw a crisp two tallies under Clark’s name.

Clark smiles as he watches Ron kneel in front of Perry, the office cheering for the new “Prince of Prig”.

Totally worth it.

I'm so obsessed with Superman. 😜😜😜 I had this cheeky fic locked and loaded last week but thought I'd post rn!!

Also, pls tell me I'm not the only one suddenly majorly interested in switching from law to some kind of journalist role 🙏🏻.

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Im in love with this

More F1 shenanigans (I am indeed pushing jaykon besties agenda in this au)

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Ok guys part 2 of “Heart of A Woman” is coming next!!😝

[sheastri]

What You Heard ft. Jason Todd

Synopsis: In which she's in a toxic situationship and Jason knows he could treat her so much better.

Pairing: Jason Todd x black!fem!reader

Genre: Pretty girl and her lover.

Warning(s): Situationship (I do not reccomend or support)

A/N: This is my first time writing for him, lowkey scared but this is all part of the learning process. He's 23 years old in this for reference bc the batfamily ages are kind of a mess so do what you will with that information!

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This ain't easy, you know I've been feindin'. Let me unleash my demons on you

Prior To This

"Could I get an iced vanilla late. Almond milk and extra shot please and thank you." You say smiling at the cashier before paying for your order. The cashier handed you your receipt with a 'have a nice day' before going to the next customer.

Soon your order was ready and you took up your latte before heading to go find a place to sit. As you were turning to make your way to find a seat you accidently bumped in a man.

"I'm so sorry." You say panicking as some of your latte spills on his shirt.

"Watch where you're going, what the fuck." The guys immediately yells out.

You would think it ended there but he continued to go on a whole rant as you stood there. People were now turning to look at you guys to see what the commotion was. Thankfully someone decided they had enough of it and walked up behind the man before pushing him with just enough force to move him.

The guy who pushed him looked at you before looking back at the man you bumped into.

"Problem, or what?" He said raising an eyebrow as if he hadn't just did what he did. You were just looking in between the two and trying not to laugh at how he towered over the man. You watch as the man shrinks in on himself a little before trying to play it off.

"Nah, I was just leaving." He says trying to sound tough. The guy just raised a brow and crossed his arms. To be fair if you were his position you would be intimidated too. You just watch the mans facade break down as he immediately apologies to you and runs for the door.

"Umm I'm Y/n and thank you for helping me out." You say turning to face him directly with a soft smile on your face.

"No problem." He replies keeping things short and direct.

"Nice to meet you 'no problem'." You reply humorously. You just watch as he deadpans.

"Yeah, not my best work. It didn't even sound right as I was saying it." You remark after seeing his expression.

"Jason." He says after a short lived moment of awkward silence.

"Ok then, nice to meet you Jason. Thanks again.”You say smiling. He nods and then walks off.

Subsequently

"Hey Mani, I'm just at a cafe editing some photos right now." You say casually on the phone.

"Oh from that maternity shoot, right?" Imani responds with a hint of question in her voice.

"Yeah, it was a little chaotic. They have a 2 year old son and when I tell you he doesn't run out of energy. Like love that for you but let's slow down for 5 seconds. The family was great as a whole though, these photos came out pretty well." You say as Imani leaves little comments every once in a while.

"Girl, I don't know how you do it." Imani says teasing.

"Baby I own businesses." You say referencing the TikTok video.

You and Imani burst out laughing in sync. Soon a call comes in from the last person you want to see right now after the argument you guys had earlier.

"Hold on Mani, Mr. I don't have anger issues is on my phone right now." You say before sighing.

"I don't know why you don't just let him go girl. All that nigga does is play in your face." Imani says frustrated.

"I wish it was that easy, I'll call the group later and update everybody." You say before hanging up the phone and ringing your bf's, Quinn, phone as you walk out of the cafe knowing that it's about to get messy.

"Why didn't you pick up on the first call?" He immediately says yelling in your ear.

"Sorry, I was busy." You say staying calm.

"Busy? Listen, when I call, pick up. Don't let this shit happen again." He says straight up.

"Yeah, sure, ok." You say.

"Nah, what were you busy with? I saw you posted up with that n*gga, you're busy on a date." He says, progressively getting louder every time you try to cut in and speak.

"Do you make it a goal to accuse me of something every time we talk?" You say putting emphasis on the word 'every'.

"But why are you dodging the question? If nothing was going on you woulda just kept shit short and sweet." He says accusingly.

"It doesn't even matter what I say because I already know you're gonna shoot it down. I can't win with you." You say exhausted.

"Because you stay coming up with some bullshit" He says.

"So then what's the point? What do you want from me? We're not together at the end of the day so I don't owe you anything." You say.

"I just want you to be truthful baby. You act like I'm breathing down your neck like some evil spirit but I'm just looking out for you and for my heart. You know I've been hurt before." He says attempting to garner sympathy.

"Yeah I know." You say sympathizing with him and trying to understand where he's coming from again.

When the call finally ends you just sigh unknown to Jason leaning on a wall just outside the cafe.

"Trouble in paradise, or what?" He questions.

"Worse, trouble in hell." You say.

"And you're still wit' him?" He replies narrowing his eyes, his Gotham accent potent.

"I don't even know how I'd begin to leave. Plus he's not all that bad." You say trying to convince yourself.

"I could hear him screamin' and your phone wasn't even on speaker mode." He states.

"Look let's just forget this. I'm heading back inside to do some work. Join me?" You say happy at the prospect of making a new friend.

He doesn't respond and doesn't make any hint that he's going to move so you start walking back inside. He stands up from the wall and follows you in moments later, sitting down across from you at the table.

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard. Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts. When I get you to myself, it's murder.

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I ain't got no kids, so don't be so childish. You be wildin', I be wildin', too. But not like you, shit, maybe a little like you. Maybe we ain't so different, maybe I be trippin', too.

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4 Months Later

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard. Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts. When I get you to myself, it's murder.

"So, lemme get this straight, huh? You're out here almost on a date with me, and you still can't shake that guy givin' you the bare minimum?" Jason says while leaning back manspreading in the seat across from you.

"This is just a chill friendly hangout and second if I could shake him I would. And he occasionally has his sweet moments." You reply.

"His sporadic nice moments kinda balance out the nonstop wickedness, huh?" Jason says looking at you skeptically.

"Ok fair but like I feel like I just crave that feeling of being loved. Like when someone likes me and I become aware of it I don't let go easy, you know?" You reply before sighing.

"Look, I get it, but dis guy ain't into ya. He just likes da whole concept of ya, y'know?" Jason replies bluntly.

"Yeah but I'd rather this temporary love, likeness, or whatever than not being even remotely liked at all by somebody. And it's just a lil situationship so I'll take the risks." You reply.

"I like ya, so whaddaya need him for, huh?" Jason says as if he didn't just make your heart almost give out.

"I want to be loved." You say challenging his response.

"I love you." He says quickly, not needing to think about.

You stare at him almost breathless as he stares back at you, making direct eye contact.

"Ouhh you want me so baddd." You say dragging it out in a sing songy voice. Jason just looks at you like you're the only woman in the world.

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard. Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts. When I get you to myself, it's murder.

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8 Months Later

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A/N: I lowkey got lazy at the end but it still worked out but I had so much fun with giving him an accent😭

On another note Part 2 to 'Heart of A Woman' is coming soon! Drop your guesses for which f1 driver y/n ends up with in the comments...

[sheastri]

I LOVED HEART OF THE WOMAN and i desperately need part 2 but other driver gets very rizzy with the reader

LMAOO, I’m glad that you enjoyed it!! The part two is in the works as we speakkk😝

[sheastri]

Heart of a Woman ft. Lando Norris

Synopsis : In which the only thing that's saving him is the heart of the woman who loves him.

Pairing: Lando Norris x black!fem!reader

Genre: Boderline Horror

Warning(s): Cheating

Part 1 . Part 2.

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Question is, why I do the things I do. Answer I may never find, but I'll always choose you.

"Come on, pick up the phone." You say to yourself after seeing the posts all over social media. You had called 5 times prior and you were just hoping for a miracle at this point before you heard Lando's voice come through the phone.

"Hey y/n, what's up?" Lando says nonchalantly.

"What's up? Do you think I'm dumb? Like seriously." You say heated.

"What's this about? I'm lowkey lost." He responds again almost uncaring but with an edge in his tone.

"Now me and you both know you saw the pictures all over your timeline so I don't even know why you try. Who's the girl?" You say before letting out a sigh, not even mad anymore just tired.

"Which one?" He replies now sounding annoyed.

"Oh? So it's like that? Forget this then." You say sick of his shit.

"No, y/n wait. Look I know what I did was wrong but you weren't meeting my needs and she was just there." Lando says with full conviction, as if his reasoning is some amazing thing.

"The fuck? What do you mean she was just there?" You say mockingly.

"Well look at where you were and where she was... plus it was just a night out. Probably a one time thing." Lando says still trying to justify his actions.

"Just a night out?" You say raising your voice again.

"Y/n, you're just being overly dramatic and paranoid. Me and her are friends and we were just hanging out, you know? Like friends do!" He says snarky.

"You must have me mistaken for boo-boo the fool because everybody can tell there's something going on." You respond back with the same tone he used.

"But they don't know us baby, they don't understand our dynamic. I don't even do half the things I do with you with her." He says in a baby voice.

You stay silent, mulling over his words.

"Please forgive me love, I won't hang out with her anymore if it makes you feel uncomfortable." He says in the same tone, almost pleading.

"Thank you baby, you're forgiven." You say softly.

"Talk to you later babe?" He says.

"Yeah, I love you." You say all smiley.

"Love you too." He says finally before hanging up.

Wanna give up on you, but damn, I know I can't. I put the blame on me for giving you chance after chance

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Only thing that's saving you is the heart of a woman.

You guys were now at Lando’s house after a long and silent car ride. The argument you guys had over text still fresh in both of your minds. He was sitting on the couch and you were standing with a drink in your hand.

"I hope you know that we're still continuing the discussion that we had earlier." You say straight up.

"Do we really have to get back to it? Why are we still on this topic." He says before sighing.

"We can't just laugh everything off because you don't feel like talking about it." You reply rolling your eyes.

"Can't you just get over it? I didn't think it was that serious." He says.

"Get over it? Lando, this is not just some silly little problem that won't mean anything in a couple days. It's the fact that you've cheated multiple times." You say now yelling.

"I didn't even cheat, it's just the way the media is spinning things. Maybe if you got off social media and talked to me more we wouldn't be here." He says in a matter a factly tone.

"Are you serious? Anytime I try and talk to you it's like I'm talking to a wall. Even when I call your phone, do you know how many times I have to call before you pick up?" You say annoyed and frustrated.

"Maybe if you were more interesting I'd be more eager to answer the phone." He says.

"Oh, but I'm the problem right?" You say raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, you are actually. Glad we could finally agree on something." He says.

You're about to respond when you actively feel the gears turning in your head as something clicks.

"Yeah, no. I'm wasting my time here. I don't think you've liked me for the longest time now, you just enjoy stringing me along and driving me insane. We're done." You say calmly as you walk away to go and get your suitcase and leave.

"Wait, what do you mean we're done?" Lando yells out as you walk away.

It's my mind and my soul versus your pride. Nigga, check your ego 'cause I left mine at the door

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Lando Norris has uploaded a story

Caption: Her.

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A/N: My whole google search is what would a cheating man say, can't wait to clear it up with the next ficcccc.

[sheastri]

I’ve noticed F1/Marvel and DC fangirl Venn diagram is practically a circle atp. Comics are like a gateway drug or smth lol. A bunch of my friends who are also into marvel/dc got into f1 too (without my coercion)

It's actually so insane. It's like there's an invisible string linking them all together. Once you decide that you can't be normal abt one of them, you can't be normal abt any of them 😭

[sheastri]

Valentine ft. Kimi Antonelli

Synopsis: In which she's Lewis's younger sister and there for a race. Maybe she can bargain for some extra credit for also catching the eye of another teams resident driver.

Pairing: Kimi Antonelli x black!fem!reader

Genre: SMAU + Story

Warning(s): Teenagers

Facecast: Akira Akbar (for the most part)

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The First Meeting

I've rejected affection for years and years. Now I have it, and damn it, It's kind of weird...

"Girl it's hot as fuck but lemme not do too much because at least I'm not at school." You say while doing your homework in the Ferrari garage.

"I just survived another long day of school without you, please find it in your heart to come home soon." Imani cried out.

"You say this now but when I show up you're cozy in your bed and I'm stuck in the classroom alone." You reply rolling your eyes playfully.

"I swear you choose the worst days to come like..." Imani says playfully annoyed.

"Is this a sign for me to never show up again?" You say laughing.

"Now you and I both know damn well lew and your dad would never let that happen." Imani says laughing along with her.

"They really irk me sometimes." I say sighing before Lewis enters the garage.

"So you're doing homework but your phone is in your hand and you're on a call with Imani?" Lewis says aloud.

"Oh girl, why did he lowkey clock you..." Imani says still on the line.

"You're an opp, bye." You say hanging up the phone before turning to Lewis.

"Ok.. Hear me out.." You say as you begin to think up an explanation for not actually working.

Lewis just stares at you with his arms crossed.

"Ok fine, I don't have an excuse but look sometimes a girl just needs to chit chat with her best friend! Please don't tell dad..." You say dramatically.

"Alright." Lewis replies.

"Wait really? You're the best brother in the..."

"If you confess to breaking dads antique and clear my name." Lewis says, finishing his sentence.

"I take it all back, you are sick and twisted." You say before groaning and throwing yourself down in a seat.

"Well, do you have anything you want to share with the class y/n?" Lewis says raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing, I'm innocent." You say rolling your eyes and packing up your things to go find somewhere else to work in peace.

Luckily for you Lewis's race engineer distracted him momentarily and you took that as a good sign to leave.

On your way over to hospitality you bumped into someone. Leaving some of the papers you had to fall out of your hands.

"My bad, I was rushing and..." The guy trails off as you look up at him.

"Oh, it's fine. It's just math homework. I wouldn't even be mad if a car drove over it a million times." I say smiling.

“I get what you mean! Lately to take the workload off of just me I’ve been having the team help with math since they basically live, breathe, eat, and sleep mathematics.” Kimi says, giggling throughout his speaking as he watches the expression on your face.

“You know what… That’s a pretty solid idea.” You say as you’re now fully cracking up. Kimi just stares for a moment as if taking everything in.

"You're really pretty... sorry if that's weird to say!" Kimi says his voice going up an octave and cracking when he panicked. You just laugh softly.

"Nah you're good, thank you. You're also very pretty..." You say now getting a bit flustered.

"Umm Kimi Antonelli... like that's my name." He says nervously while smiling.

"Y/n Hamilton, nice to meet you Kimi." You say smiling as you go to pick up your papers from the ground and he instantly bends down to help you.

He tells me I'm pretty. Don't know how to respond. I tell him that he's pretty too! Can I say that? Don't have a clue

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Pre-race Shenanigans

What if he's the last one I kiss? What if he's the only one I'll ever miss? Maybe I should run, I'm only 18. I don't even know who I want to become.

You wanted to check on Kimi before the race so you abandoned Lewis in the Ferrari garage and went over to merc to try and find him. You had texted him and he seemed a bit stressed. Upon opening the door you saw him pacing back and forth.

"Kimi." You said uttering his name just loud enough to bring him out of whatever trance he was in. You closed the door behind you and smiled softly as he looked up at you.

"What's up? Talk to me?" You said walking towards him.

"I don't know. I'm not really nervous or anything, it's like my mind is creating problems that aren't even probable." Kimi says before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Ok deep breaths Kimi." You say as you guys go over the typical destressing exercises. You watch as Kimi calms down and then smile when he looks at you again.

"Thanks." He says softly looking directly into your eyes.

"Yeah, it's whatever. Good luck and break a leg and whatever else they say." You say breaking eye contact and moving to exit the room.

"You know what would prepare me for this race even more?" He says as your walking to the door.

"What?" You say raising an eyebrow as you angle your body to look at him.

"If you were my valentine." He says almost breathlessly, as though he's surprised he actually said those words.

"Impress me and maybe I'll consider it." You say smiling before you exit the room leaving Kimi standing there shocked in the middle of it.

The second you leave the room and the door closes you let out a deep breathe and mentally squeal while skipping back to the merc garage as your mind keeps circling back to the moment.

I've lost all control of my heartbeat now. Got caught in a romance with him somehow.

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ynhamilton I blinked and suddenly I had a valentine.

[sheastri]

Kimi Antonelli

Valentine

[sheastri]

Lewis Hamilton

Falling Behind (Coming soon)

[sheastri]

Jason Todd

What You Heard?

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Bucky Barnes

Silver Springs (Coming soon)

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Steve Rojers

Can't Take My Eyes Off You (Coming soon)

[sheastri]

Oscar Piastri

Hell N Back

Losing Control - Part Two of "Heart Of A Woman"