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landososcar · 7 months ago

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espresso ; LN4

pairing(s) ; lando norris x fem driver!reader

summary ; in which yn says fuck it and drops a song while soft launching her (possibly problematic) relationship

warnings ; flufffffff & like one mention of christian horner (🤮)

note ; i apologise for the one post in here where i basically just fan girl over ria but who wouldn’t. +this is pretty long and i got lazy towards the end and couldn’t be bothered making team announcement posts lol

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youruser my give a fucks are on vacation 😝 espresso is YOURS!!! tonight after i demolish these old men 🫶

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user1 oh she is HER

lilymhe WIFFEEEEE

youruser AHHHHH IMMA MARRY YOU

alexalbon …i’m right here??

lilymhe IRRELEVANT

user2 I NEED IT NOW

bestfriend MY GIRLLLL‼️‼️💓💓💓💓

youruser I LOVEEE YOUUUUU

user3 i say we wave the chequered flag early so we get espresso now

landonorris ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

bestfriend lmfao

youruser 🧡

user4 EXVHSE ME?????????

user5 i love how she just disses half the grid and then just calls it a day

maxfewtrell helllll yeah

user6 maybe she’s never on the podium because she focuses more or singing than racing

user7 or because she’s in a fucking ALPINE

user8 y’all were SILENT when lh44 released music but suddenly it’s a problem when y/n does it

maxverstappen im not that old

youruser yeah okay grandpa

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youruser i kissed @bestfriend in the club bathroom

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user1 IS THAT A MANNNN

youruser i sincerely apologise 😔

user2 guys do we think that’s mr espresso

bestfriend KISS ME AGAIN, FUCK *****

youruser omg don’t expose him😭

youruser but hell yeah come here gf😻😻😘

estebanocon my f1 teammate or my fav singer ?

youruser me when i’m both

user3 THE INITIAL NECKLACE ????? L?????

user4 omg y/n’s boyfie driving a mercedes ??? Y/N TO MERCEDES 2024‼️‼️‼️‼️

maxverstappen1 stream espresso

bestfriend yasss grandpa !!!

maxverstappen1 omg i try to do one thing nice and suddenly i’m catching strays

user5 IM WORKING LATTEEEEE CAUSE IM A SINGGERRRRR OH HE LOOKS SO CUTEEEEEE WRAPPED ROUND MY FINGEERRRRR

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landonorris can’t sleep

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user1 “SAY YOU CANT SLEEP BABY I KNOW THATS THAT ME ESPRESSO” LANDO NORRIS WHAT ARE YOU SAYING

user2 THE SOFT LAUNCH IN THE SECOND PIC TOO OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING

user3 oh hes definitely always streaming espresso

maxverstappen1 what kind of thirst trap post is this mate

landonorris for her eyes only😁

bestfriend but you posted on the main ?

youruser UHM

youruser 💓💓💓💕🧡💘🖤💖🩷💞💙💗🖤💗🩷💝🩷❤️💕💚🤎🩷💕💜💖🖤❣️🩷💕❤️💜🤍💚🩷🧡🩵💛🤍🧡❤️💕💛💚💕💘🩷💞❤️💜💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

landonorris what happened to the soft launch baby

youruser you’re too hot i need people to know your MINE😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😘😘😘💓💓

youruser do you think about me every night😁😁😝

user4 oh she’s gone insane

user5 THE EMOJIS IM PISSING MYSELF SOMEONE SEDATE HER

bestfriend girl get UP

bestfriend what have you done to my gf

landonorris MYYYYY girlfriend🥰🥰🥰🥰

bestfriend bite me bitch

bereal !

caption: my two fav f1 drivers (excluding estie ofc🫶)

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youruser unfortunately, i was too hot for the car this week, we’ll get those old men next week 🫶

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user1 SHES FUCKING HILARIOUS

user2 maybe if she stopped making music and focused more on racing she wouldn’t have dnfed

landonorris the car had a issue with its breaks ? how was she gonna fix that. explain quick pls coz you’re an expert

user3 LANDO DEFENDING HER IMMA SOB

bestfriend babe you need a car that can handle hot sexy you are 😫😫 i don’t wake up at 3am on a monday morning to watch you nearly die 😝

youruser my sincerest apologies ma’am 🫡

bestfriend i love you tho🫶🫶

youruser if you really loved me you’d come to the race next week ??

youruser WAS I JUST AIRED

lilymhe we’ll ignore this week !! podium coming next week for my girl i can feel it

youruser 💓💓

user4 i can’t believe her and lando are dating, so unprofessional

landonorris GAHHHH I LOVE YOUUUUU

youruser STOP IT ILL CRY 💞💞💞 MY LOVE🥰

user5 surely her dating an opponent is bad for business

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landonorris apparently is bad for business? sorry y/n/n’s pr team ig 🙏🤷‍♂️ but stream my girl’s new song‼️‼️

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youruser RIAAAAAAAA

user1 two tit pics in a row omg !?

youruser BABY IVE MISSED YOU COME SEE ME

landonorris 💓💓

youruser GIRL NO I WAS TALKING TO RIA SKRJSKJDJFKS

riabish STOP I LOVE YOU

landonorris wtf😭😭😭

user2 if ria has 0 fans, y/n is dead

youruser RIA PLS COME TO THE NEXT RACE I AM BEGGINGGGGGGGG

youruser make up some sort of reason and pretend quadrant need to come but then i’ll send you (and only you😉) an alpine pass 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

riabish my boss hasn’t planned a quadrant race visit for a couple more races babe😔

youruser JUST SENT YOU FLIGHT DETAILS ILL PICK YOU UP FROM THE AIRPORT WITH YOUR PADDOCK PASS

riabish MARRY ME

youruser FUCK YES AJDKSJAHHAHAH

landonorris guys i think i just lost my gf on a post i made dedicated to her

youruser yeah but you posted a pic of ria, so who was i actually paying attention to ??

youruser i love you so so sooooo much (im actually talking to you this time)

landonorris luv u 2 i guess

youruser nah wtf boutta unrelease this song

user3 what did we just witness

estebanocon you guys are insane

user4 omg bad for business is another banger

user5 when y/n can’t choose between f1 and singing so she just fucking EATS both

maxfewtrell when you ask y/n about her fav quadrant member and you expect her to say lando but you’re stupid and it’s ria without second thought

youruser you’re a close second place max🫶

landonorris wtf am i?? chopped liver?????

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youruser alpine ❤️ all 4 years that i’ve spent in formula 1 have been spent at this team and i now call everyone at the headquarters, garages, and races, family. thank you to everyone who’s made an impact to my life in any kind of way no matter how big or small, i appreciate it more than you will ever know. @estebanocon, thank you for being the best teammate i could ever ever everrrr ask for, you have grown with me and taught me so so many things. we’ve shared more laughs than probably any other teammates and moving to different teams will definitely not stop that.

there’s still the rest of the year until the end of this era and i know we’ll make the most of it. i’ll always remember alpine as the team that brought me in and made me the woman that i am today. the end of this season will definitely be tough but if it wasn’t sad then it would mean there was nothing to miss.

let’s have an amazing rest of the year, i love alpine and will never forget the time ive spent here 💙🩷💙🩷

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user1 IM SOBBING

user2 omg she loves alpine so much this is devastating why would they not re-sign her😭😭😭😭😭

user3 they couldn’t afford to re-sign both her AND esteban, mercedes offered her A LOT more money

landonorris so so so proud of you my love 💓💓

youruser 🫶🧡🧡

f1 never forget the first alpine driver line up after renault… keep pushing y/n!!

user4 ohhh she’s gonna EAATTT at mercedes

estebanocon going to send a mor private text to you now but thank you for everything y/n/n 🩷💙 (you’re also my favourite f1 driver)

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

lilymhe 💓

user5 omg the y/n to merc rumours were true

user6 it’s not even been confirmed yet lmfao for all we know she could’ve just got sacked by alpine and no one wants to pick her up

bestfriend soooo proud of you my girl 💞💞💞💞

riabish prouder than words can explain 🫶

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youruser HE FUCKING DID IT !!:!;&/&”!/!;”929/ MY BOYFRIEND IS A RACE WINNER AND IM SOBBING OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH LOOK HOW HAPPY😁

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user1 GIRL F1 AND MERCEDES JUST ANNOUNCED YOUR MOVE AND YOURE POSTING THIS LMFAOOO

landonorris WE DID IT BABY AHHHSHDHHAKA

youruser YOU DID IT MY LOVEEDJJRKEKR💓💓💓🧡💓🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🥰🥰😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰😻😻😻😻😻

user2 she’s so funny for just ignoring her merc move announcement 😭😭 she dgaf

user3 boyfie WON she doesn’t give a shit about mercedes rn, give her like 24 hours

bestfriend does this mean i can’t call him no wins anymore

riabish right!?? like, the one gp we go to and he has to go and steal our focus from our girl coz we gotta care about him at least a little bit

bestfriend exactly.. he’s so selfish like wtf

landonorris im so very very sorry

user4 FINALLYYYYYY

maxfewtrell 🧡🧡

youruser guys yes i know they announced my mercedes move! why are y’all acting like you didn’t know about it last week tho😭 i saw the tweets

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keerysfreckles · 8 months ago

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espresso — CL16 (smau)

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!fem!reader faceclaim: sabrina carpenter!

summary: when y/n releases a new song, fans can't help but think it could be about a certain f1 driver

warnings: like one curse word

a/n: ALL THE LANDO CONTENT TODAY IM SO DEAD

masterlist !

⋆ ˚ ｡ ⋆ ୨୧ ˚

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername japan i am in you!

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user1 GORGEOUS!!!!!!! 🤍🤍

bffusername serving again as usual 💅

user2 charles what are you doing here 🤨

user3 right before the japanese gp omg 🤭

user4 when she's a supportive bsf >>>

charles_leclerc why would you let me wear two glasses at once

yourusername what! you looked cute!

user5 they're never beating the dating allegations 🤭🤭

user6 the fact they always ride together whenever she can attend a race is so cute to me

user7 all the y/n content we're gonna get this weekend omg im SAT

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charles_leclerc japan you were absolutely beautiful. happy with p4, and honoured to recieve driver of the day ❤️🇯🇵

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user1 so proud of you charles!!

user2 jules is so incredibly proud ❤️❤️

user3 you'll smash the next one 🫶🏻

carlossainz55 proud of you c ❤️‍🩹

user4 the last slide y/n's so cute 🫠🫠

yourusername was cheering you on the whole time!!!!!!!

charles_leclerc wouldn't want it any other way love

scuderiaferrari ❤️❤️❤️

user5 definitely worth staying up till 2 am

user6 2... try 4 am 😀😀

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername when he cooks, gets me a giant bunny AND has a private jet

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user1 he's so bf coded 😣😣

user2 HE BOUGHT THE BUNNY AWWWW

landonorris the bunny looks bigger than you

yourusername lan stfu pls

user3 THE FIRST PIC IM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM.....

user4 she's just using him for his money and fame istg 🙄

user5 girl- 💀 she's famous herself, and they've been close for three years now

carlossainz55 he was struggling getting that bunny into his car

charles_leclerc no i was not

bffusername CHECK YOUR TEXTS RN

yourusername 🫡🫡

charles_leclerc i guess you can say i like your comapny

yourusername gee thanks charles, making me feel so appreciated

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yourusername i know i mountain dew it for ya!

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user1 Y/N WHAT 😀😄😀

bffusername thats my girl!!!!!!!!!!

user2 BANDANA CHARLES IS BACK???????

user3 new song lyrics??

user4 we can only hope 🤞

user5 MY JAW IS DROPPED

charles_leclerc that morning coffee, brewed it for ya

yourusername 🤭🤭

user6 PARDON????????

user7 is HAS to be song lyrics

landonorris so you'll spend time im monaco with him but not me ☹️

yourusername well yes!

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername surprise!!!! espresso out now!!!!! 🤍☕️

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user1 ON A RANDOM WEDNESDAY REALLY

user2 THE CHORUS IS SO CATCHY OMG

user3 "i'm working late cause i'm a singer, oh he looks so cute wrapped round my finger" I AM BAFFLED OH THESE LYRICS ARE SO JFBSJDHSJ

user4 she posted with charles with lyrics to the song.. the song HAS to be about him

user5 charles made a tiktok with the song I REPEAT CHARLES MADE A TIKTOK WITH THE SONG

landonorris you coffee addict 🫵🏼

yourusername what about it? 🤗

user6 need to know charles' reaction of the song asap

charles_leclerc 🩵🩵🩵

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yourusername so if i write a song about espressos, i get a boyfriend? okay 😊😊

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user1 THE CAPTION PLS 😭

bffusername FINALLY!!!!!!!

yourusername you shut it.

user2 im so ready for the millions of couples posts we're about to get

user3 i've never needed my favs to date so bad

landonorris the math isn't mathing

yourusername .....

user4 THE FIRST PIC AND THE WAY HE'S LOOKING AT HER 🥹🥹🥹

charles_leclerc i think it's a pretty fair trade

yourusername yeah cause you got a hot girlfriend 🤷🏼‍♀️

bffusername WHEN SHE KNOWS HER WORTH 🙌🏻🙌🏻

charles_leclerc just posted !

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charles_leclerc she's right, i am wrapped around her finger 🤍

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user1 ALREADY CRUSHING THE COUPLES POSTS

yourusername baby 🥹🥹🥹🥹

charles_leclerc je t'aime mon cher (i love you my dear)

yourusername shit i gotta learn french now

user2 THEYRE SO CUTE SHUT UP 😭😭

user3 THE CAPTION!!!!!!!

bffusername you better be treating her right

charles_leclerc 🫡

landonorris parents

charles_leclerc ???

yourusername lando you and i are the same age..

user4 i want what they have 😞😞😞

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sterredem · 8 months ago

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Espresso

Charles leclerc x Singer!reader

Face claim Sabrina Carpenter

Summary Y/n releases a new song for 2 reasons

It was also a request

Warning none, not proofread

A/N this is I think one of my favourite I have ever made an my best(?). I really like it! It took a day to make it (working on and off on this). It is pretty long but I love it! I also tried a bit of a change to the theme! I hope you like it!

Sorry to the person that requested it that it took so long! I wanted to make it earlier but than I was watching Star Wars with my mom and fell asleep so I had no time.

Don’t forget to Like, comment and repost! And give me feadback! It helps a lot! Let me know what you thought about it!

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Yourusername Suprise! I thought I would put out a little song before Coachella! And for celebration of something special🩵🤍

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Conangray So exited!🩵🤍 liked by author

User1 instant coffee boost

GracieAbrams I know what it is!🩵🤍

Yourusername 🤫🤫🤍🩵

User11 NO DONT SUSH GRACIE

GracieAbrams 🤫🤫

User2 so exited!

OliviaRodrigo Love the song!🩵🤍💜

Yourusername 💜🩵🤍

User12 SHE HEARD IT?!?! Liked by OliviaRodrigo

User3 SO EXITED! I will go to Coachella so I hope I will hear it!

User4 Why did Charles Leclerc like?

User5 who is that?

User4 he is and Formula 1 driver!

User5 Oh I heard of him! My dad watches it!

User6 but why would he like? It is so random!

User4 so real! No body else likes!

User7 Taylor, billie, girl in red and now Y/n?! We are getting spoiled!

User8 the cover art is so pretty!

Charles_leclerc 🩵🤍

Yourusername 🤍🩵

User9 OMG?!?!

User10 I hate coffee but I will love espresso

User13 THANK YOU MOTHER

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Yourusername replied to your story

Omg! Charles! So weet

Of course min amour

❤️❤️

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Carlos_Sainz replied to your story

Simp

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Yourusername Espresso out tonmorow🩵🤍☕️

Music video out soon

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OliviaRodrigo Love the song!☕️🩵🤍 liked by author

Conangray ☕️🩵🤍 liked by author

TaylorSwift Amazibg song!🤍🩵 liked by author

GracieAbrams I love coffee 🤍🩵 liked by author

Charles_Leclerc 🩵🤍☕️ liked by author

User1 The comments?!?!

User2 girls don’t want boys they want Y/n Y/l/n

User3 I think I’m gay

User4 Love the song

User5 love this new era

User6 arrested?! So exited for the music video and song! 🩵🤍

User7 arrested for being too gorgeous

User8 love the aesthetic

User9 beautiful women ❤️❤️

User10 ISSHJEHAKGS HOW ARE YOU SO GORGEOUS?!?!?!

Yourusername Thank you love😘💋

User10 ISBHEBEBSJSIGSN I LOVE YOU

User11 ☕️🩵🤍

User12 ITS ME ESPRESSO

User13 song of the summer!

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Yourusername my give a fucks are on vacation… espresso out now🩵🤍

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TaylorSwift 🤍🩵☕️

Conangray Espresso…

OliviaRodrigo love it!

GracieAbrams It’s me espresso!🩵🤍

Charles_Leclerc thinking bout you every night

User1 this WILL be stuck in my head forever. And I’m not complaining

User2 SONG OF THE SUMMER FOR REAL

User3 real pop music is back!

User4 literally Brabie!

User5 can we just talk about the cover art?!?!

User6 literally a pop princess!👸

User7 SONG OF EVERY SEASON

User8 CHARLES’ COMMENTS!????!!!!! IS IT ABOUT HIM?!?! Liked by Charles_Lecelerc

User9 GORGEOUS WOMEN. Liked by Charles_Leclerc

User10 I’m in love with you. Liked by Charles_Leclerc

User11 Anyone sees Charles like and dislike the comments?!?!

User12 how many letters are there in Espresso?!

User13 ATE

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Yourusername Espresso music video out now☕️

How many cups have you had today?🩵🤍

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GracieAbrams 🩵🤍☕️

Conangray 📹📽️🎥🎬🎞️🩵🤍☕️

OliviaRodrigo 😘🥰💋

TaylorSwift 🤍🩵☕️❤️😘🥰🫶

Charles_Leclerc ☕️🫶❤️🤍🩵🥰💋😘

Carlossainz love the long☕️☕️

User1 WHAT IS WITH ALL THE EMOJIS!?!?!??

User2 Love all the singers and drivers comments

User3 it’s called espresso bc you get a caffeine boost from this song

User4 people’s pop princess 👸

User5 you’re THAT girl

User6 Obsessed

User7 angel🤍

User8 LOVE THE MUSIV VID

User9 HOTTEST PERSON ALIVE

User10 I love you

User11 WHO IS IT ABOUTTTT?!?!?!

User12 the smile 🫠🤭🥰

User13 I CANOT GET OVER HOW PRETTY YOU ARE

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Yourusername @coachella weekend 1, thank you to my incredible band, dancers, crew, team, friends, family for this special night I'll always remember. just a blue motel and a dream

And a special thank you, it was an honor to wear 2 custom @roberto_cavalli looks on this day in memory. rest in peace.

see you next weekend!

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Charles_Leclerc 🩵☕️🤍

User1 LOVED TO SEE YOU!

User2 love the last pic

User3 u are so perfect

User4 icon

User5 love the T-shirt

User6 princess, queen, everything

User7 Y/n y/l/n always eates and leaves no crumbs

User8 my queen

User9 loved the chill vibes and the intro of Espresso

User10 star✨⭐️🌟💫

User11 stunning!!

User12 Amazing! One of the artists that I loved seeing live!

User13 SOO PROUD OF YOU!!

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Charles_Leclerc Photo dump?

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Yourusername love the aesthetic

Charles_Leclerc Yeah, I got inspired

Landonorris ?!?!?!?!?!?!

User1 he thought that with the thirst trap and Leo we wouldn’t notice the soft launch

User2 and it worked

ScuderiaFerari ❤️

CarlosSainz trying something new

Charles_Leclerc always

User3 THE 1ST PUCTURE🥵😍

User4 soft launch?!?!

User5 she is probably just using him for money

User6 AWWW LEO IS SO CUTE

User7 the 90s beach aesthetic? Loving it! It’s giving Y/n Y/l/n!

User8 2 SHIRTLESS PICTURES?!?! WE ARE GETTING FED!! THANK YOU MYSTERIOUS GIRL!!

User9 so hot

User10 dog dad era

User11 never beating the babygirl allegations

User12 what is going on with all these side quests?!

User13 Charles surfer era when??

User14 who got u smiling like that?? Maybe some twisted humor??? (Iykyk)

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Yourusername The other special thing fans the 2nd reason of me releasing Espresso. happy anniversary love🩵🤍

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TaylorSwift So happy for you! He’s a keeper,

GracieAbrams Such cuties!

ConanGray love y’all or whatever (jokes on you so happy for you!)

OliviaRodrigo switch en up like Nintendo🤍🩵

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Yourusername Coachella weekend 2

that was one of the most fun shows I've ever played. I can't believe i got to sing Don't Know Why with the one and only magnificent @norahjones .... I can't believe my keyboard is haunted... and i can't believe you guys were already singing along to all the words in espresso. I feel so lucky. thank you to everyone who came to watch !!!!

the biggest thanks again to my team, crew, band and dancers for all your hard work and making such a dream show come to life. Love you alllll

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Yourusername what’s your favourite lyric

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User1 MY “GIVE A FUCKS” ARE ON VACATION

User2 I’m working late cause I’m a singerrrrrrr

User3 HE LOOKS SO CUTE WRAPPED ROUND MY FINGERRRRR (I don’t have any boy)

User4 “switch it up like Nintendo” is iconic

User5 too bad your ex don’t do it for ya

User6 OMG I just realised; if it is about Charles than that is about Alex!!!

User7 my twisted humorrrrrr make him laugh so oftennnn

User8 THE WHOLE SONG GIRLLL

User9 I CANT RELATE TK DESPERATION (continues to lives in desperation anyway)

User10 I know I Mountain Dew it for ya😎😎

User11 obsessed with the whole song

User12 The best song EVER

User13 all of them

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♫ y/n y/l/n - Espresso

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Chappelroan Ya exactly

User1 Exactly

User2 THE 7th PICTURE HAHAHAH

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Dream With Me - Part 3

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Plus-sized!Reader (Latina)

Summary: When your asshole ex-boyfriend calls for help on a case, you have a tough decision to make. But Dean isn’t going to let you do anything alone. AKA: The last hunt you, Sam, and Dean will ever go on together.

AN: I decided to release Part 3 a bit earlier! Now, *deep breaths* here we go, friends…

(If you missed it: Read Part 1 || Read Part 2)

Word Count: 4.5K

Tags/Warnings: 18+ only. Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, and a tinge of spice.~

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Part 3: “What Is Deserved”

Dean’s heartbeat pounds in his ears.

By the time the four of you reach the Impala, you’re in a cold sweat, pale, and barely conscious. Dean unlocks the car and carefully seats you on one side of the backseat, while Sam hurries to the other side. He then helps guide you in as Dean maneuvers you into laying across the backseat. Sam’s going to stay with you for the ride to the hospital.

“Watch her head,” Dean warns, his tone sharp.

“I got her,” Sam assures. He holds you securely against his chest, with your head tucked under his chin.

Dean lets out an unsteady breath. When he turns around, Carter’s standing too close, peering at you anxiously.

“Get her to a hospital—” he starts to say, but Dean’s blood-stained fist cuts off his words, cracking against his jaw.

Dean put all his strength into that one.

Carter cries out and goes down hard into the earthy ground. He groans, huffing dead leaves out of his face as he tries to push himself back up. He hears the sound of a gun’s safety cocking back. He looks up sharply and finds the barrel of Dean’s silver Colt.

Carter freezes where he lies. He’s wary, but not surprised. He wipes a trail of blood from the corner of his mouth from where he bit the inside of his cheek.

In that moment, Dean wrestles with a decision—with a desire that burns hot in his veins…but he knows you don’t have the time the spare, even for this.

“I’m gonna give you the biggest gift of your fucking life,” Dean growls. “Don’t let me see your face again, you hear me? Or it’s on sight.”

His thumb moves the safety back into place, and he stows away the gun. He ignores the other man’s subtle breath of relief. In fact, Dean doesn’t glance back even once as he hastens to the driver’s seat of his car.

The Impala speeds off, leaving Carter lying on a dusty ground in the middle of nowhere.

Trees and asphalt pass in a blur as Dean speeds down the narrow road. He uses the GPS on his phone to find the nearest hospital, several miles away.

Your skin is clammy. You realize it when you grab onto Sam’s arm that he has secured around you. You feel the cold sweat on your palm and between your fingers. Sam looks down at you while trying to hide his concern.

“Sam,” you whisper. It’s a struggle to get out the words, but you fight for them. “I know I don’t need to tell you to watch out for your brother, but…”

“Hey,” Sam says. His voice is just as quiet, so the rumble of the Impala hopefully masks it. He glances up and sees Dean’s determined face through the rearview mirror. His attention is on the road ahead.

“You’re gonna be okay,” Sam says to you, gently. “I know it hurts. Just hold on.”

You give a short nod, but tears still sting at your eyes. They wet your lashes and eventually slip down your cheeks.

Your hand moves down to grab his.

“I love you,” you tell him.

Sam has become your brother too, in every way that counts. He knows it, just as he knows that you’re the sister he never thought he’d have. He squeezes your hand back and fights the emotions clogging his throat, making it tighten.

“I love you too,” he says. “Just…just hold on.”

God knows you’re trying your best.

Getting you to the hospital is just the first challenge.

Then it’s Dean having to let go of your hand, having to let the medical staff take you away from him on a gurney, rolling you down the hall and past a wall of doors he can’t follow.

Dean stands in the middle of the Emergency Room hallway half-covered in your blood. He feels at a loss, in a way that reminds him of a day just like this. It reminds him of Lisa.

They were gunning for you. Of course, it’s your fucking fault.

Yeah, that’s familiar territory too. It reminds him of every reason he hesitated to start anything with you in the first place.

Dean’s jaw locks, teeth clenched, and there’s a well of unrest inside him that’s never going to be calm.

Then Sam is there at his side. He lays a supportive hand on Dean’s back and guides him towards the waiting room.

And it’s an incredible wait.

Hours in the making, where Dean sits in an uncomfortable chair with a half-inch cushion after trying to clean himself up in the bathroom. He holds his head in his hands.

He’s had more than a few what the fuck moments in his life, but this just doesn’t feel real.

This time, there’s no Cas to swoop in and heal you. There’s no Rowena with a spell, and Jack…

Dean’s been praying ever since he carried you out of that barn, but Jack’s not answering. Dean frowns, and in his frustration, he grunts and pushes off his knees to stand. He begins to pace without truly realizing it.

Sam watches his brother with both sympathy and pain.

“They’re taking fucking forever,” Dean grouses. “We should’ve heard something by now. I’m gonna find somebody, get an update.”

Sam sighs. “Dean—”

But he knows it’s no use. He watches his brother go to flag down a nurse. She nods patiently, but Sam overhears her give Dean the same answer he heard the first two times he asked about you.

“The doctor will come down to update you once she’s out of surgery.”

Dean’s frustration is visibly mounting when he paces back into the waiting room. Sam once again tries to give him a supportive word, but Dean just shakes his head and sinks heavily into the seat next to his brother.

He holds a fist over his mouth, for a long moment, just staring at a thin crack in the beige tile floor. Behind his eyes, the entire scene plays out again. Finding you in the barn, freeing you, thinking to himself that he could finally breathe, knowing he’d keep you safe.

And then, the way you’d saved him, throwing yourself at that vampire. Dean fighting tooth and nail afterward, and still, finding you unable to raise yourself off the rusty metal blade lodged into your body.

Dean’s face tightens grimly while he digs the heels of his hands into his eyes. Sam’s heavy grip falls on his shoulder, squeezing in silent support and commiseration. Dean can’t really allow himself to be comforted. All he feels is a deep pit of turmoil. And guilt.

“She didn’t, uh…she didn’t want this,” Dean says. He looks down at his hands now hanging in his lap.

Sam tilts his head, taking in a deep breath. “Carter tricked her. He knew what would get her out here, and us.”

Dean shakes his head. “No. I mean she didn’t want to do this anymore.”

He meets his brother’s now confused gaze.

“She wants to quit the life,” Dean says. “Been talking about…retiring. The house, the white fence, a friggin’ yard for the dog, the…the 2.5 kids. Apple Pie Central.”

Sam raises his brows, especially at the mention of kids. His lips twitch at the thought. He realizes then that he wants that for his brother. Even though the look on Dean’s face has Sam dimming.

“What did you say to that?” Sam asks.

Dean’s sigh is heavy. He rubs between his eyes, at the mounting ache there.

“I’m the Job, Sam. Clearly I’m only good at one fucking thing, and it’s slicing throats,” he says. “I couldn’t even protect her. Not with Chuck. And not now.”

Sam’s brows draw together, disheartened.

“Dean…”

“It’s true, Sam,” Dean replies. “And I’ve tried. I’ve tried that retirement shit before. You remember what happened there, right?”

Sam’s lips purse, and he shakes his head.

“It’s different now. Chuck is gone, Dean. We made that happen—”

He’s using your argument without knowing, almost verbatim. Somehow, it twists the knife deeper into Dean’s heart.

“And what about the rest of the monsters, huh?” he says hotly. “Do we just take a sabbatical on all the evil sons of bitches still left out there?”

“We’re not the only two hunters in the world, Dean,” Sam replies. “There’s always going to be another hunt, and another hunter to take it on. If you wanted to get out, I would understand.”

Dean looks at his brother harder then. He knows that Sam has been seeing Eileen more seriously for the past couple of months. After a snap of Jack’s fingers brought the world back to equilibrium, the two had found one another again.

Dean starts to wonder if Sam has started thinking thoughts of retirement too—of a life beyond hunting.

“But besides all that,” Sam continues. He grips Dean’s shoulder. “You really think hunting is all there is to you?”

Dean’s gaze falls, again down to his empty hands. By now, he’s scrubbed them clean of your blood until his skin felt raw.

He doesn’t have an answer for Sam, but he’ll be damned if he loses you like this.

Dean gets up abruptly, somewhat startling his brother.

“Need some coffee,” he says.

Dean leaves Sam in the waiting room to find a relatively quiet hallway. It’s late at night. He’s dirty as hell and hasn’t eaten or slept in damn near a day. He’s running on stubborn will and determination as his fists clench at his sides. He lifts his gaze heavenward.

All right, Jack. I know you’re hearin’ me. I need your half-angelic ass, right now. She needs you. So can you please just—

Suddenly, a nurse passing by him in the hall freezes where she stands. Dean jolts a bit, but when he turns his head, he finds Jack Kline standing there, in the same clothes he wore when he ascended into heaven. Some khakis, an off-white shirt, and a jacket Sam bought for him.

“Hello, Dean,” Jack says, with a slight smile.

Dean is relieved, but he’s also angry. “Damn it, man. What took you so long?”

“I’ve been…busy,” Jack says cryptically.

Dean doesn’t really give two shits where the supercharged Nephilim has been.

“Okay, well, we need your help. She needs your help,” Dean says, pointing towards the doors that lead to the operating room.

Jack nods, his eyes lowering.

“I know, Dean,” he says. “She’s in the veil right now.”

Dean’s heart clenches. His entire body stills.

“What?” he says.

Though he knows what Jack is saying. Dean’s been “in the veil” once or twice himself. It’s that in-between place. That limbo-like plane of existence for human souls, between life and the afterlife.

“Fix her,” Dean growls. “Fix her right now.”

“I can’t,” Jack says. He looks apologetic, even in conflict with himself. “I told you, I’m hands-off.”

“Hands-off, my ass!” Dean snaps. “You have all the power in the world, and no good reason not to help her!”

“Dean,” Jack tries, but the other man makes a cutting motion with his hand. He draws closer to Jack with intimidating steps, even though the Nephilim has no reason to fear him.

“Before you were…this,” Dean says, gesturing at his “godly” form, “you were family. Part of our family. And family’s what matters. Matter of fact, she looked out for you, protected you, treated you like a little brother.”

Jack’s gaze falls toward his feet.

“After all we’ve been through, after what she’s been through, she don’t deserve this. Not from you,” Dean says. “Help her.”

When Jack looks up again, his face is still apologetic.

“Dean, it’s the natural order—”

“Screw the natural fucking order!” Dean shouts, pointing at Jack. “And screw you. Another dickless fucking coward trying to play God.”

Jack sighs. He turns, as if about to leave. It makes Dean realize, with a tremor of panic, that he’s about to lose maybe the only chance he has to save you. He rushes forward and grabs Jack’s arm over his jacket.

“Hey, wait, wait. Look, Jack. Please,” he implores. He doesn’t realize that his eyes are red, and starting to shine. “Please. Come on, man. I won’t ask you for anything else as long as I live, and I’ll swear by that. But you’ve gotta save her.”

Jack gives Dean one last look of sadness.

And he disappears.

The world returns to full speed, with the nurse passing by Dean with a mere glance at him. He stares at her in disbelief. He realizes that he’s alone in the hallway.

His fury grows, and it grows. It burns hot in his blood.

It bubbles over and has him punching a hole straight into the wall, white paint and plaster giving way. He yanks out his aching hand and storms back towards the waiting room.

There, he finds Sam standing with a doctor, who wears a look that tells Dean to brace himself.

Dean stares at your face. It’s still much paler than usual. You lie in a hospital bed heavily sedated, where you’re hooked to an IV and a couple of different monitors. The right side of your neck is heavily bandaged, and the blankets (and your hospital gown) cover the many stitches and bandages that span your right side.

“We’ve given her several liters of blood,” the doctor had said. “I’m going to be honest with you, we nearly lost her on the table, twice. She’s in a very delicate state, but we will monitor her for the next few days. If she gets through tonight, we’ll know if she’s still able to fight.”

Dean doesn’t even dare sit on the edge of your bed. Instead, he dragged a chair over to sit beside you. He’s gone from holding your hand gently, to just sitting in silence with the tumultuous darkness of his inner world.

Sam sits in the slightly more comfortable recliner seat in the corner. He flips through one of Rowena’s books in search of something that can help you, but he’s scanned the same page several times now. Neither of them has said a word for two hours.

“You hungry?” Sam asks.

Dean shakes his head. “No.”

Sam isn’t either. In fact, he’s been battling nausea all night. He just doesn’t know what else to do, for you, or his brother.

“She doesn’t deserve this,” Dean says. It echoes the words he said to Jack. This time, they’re less heated, but no less filled with conviction.

Sam looks up from the book he’s not reading. Dean doesn’t look his way, but he knows he has his brother’s attention. Dean’s curled fist covers his mouth.

“She wanted out, and I said no,” he says.

Sam frowns, disheartened. “There’s…there’s still time, Dean.”

“She wants…kids,” Dean continues, almost as if Sam had never spoken. “She wants a family. Maybe to be the mom she didn’t get to have anywhere near long enough.”

Dean has always been able to relate to you there. He remembers the way you’ve talked about your mom, often with a lot of melancholy. But only now does he think he see the reasons why you want more. Only now does he realize what you were really asking from him when you talked about quitting the life.

“Yeah, she’d be a good mom,” Sam says, his lips almost forming a smile. Dean nods, but doesn’t reply. He’s thinking too much.

“And you, uh…you’d be a good dad,” Sam adds. He manages to smile at the thought. “You did it once for me. You can do it again.”

Dean tilts his head at that in consideration. It’s not that he doesn’t like kids. He does, and deep down, he’s always wanted the same things you do. This life had just pushed him to a point where he stopped allowing himself to dream.

Dean takes in a deep breath and tries to rub the exhaustion from his face. These thoughts don’t help him right now. They only torture him more.

An alarm suddenly trills, startling both Sam and Dean as their heads perk up. They scan your heart monitor, and it looks to be flagging from red to blue as the numbers fall lower and lower.

Dean calls your name, but his movements are frantic in pressing the alarm button to call the nurses. Sam runs out of the room to actually find someone. Dean hears his voice shouting down the hall, but he’s too preoccupied with gripping your hand tight.

“Come on, baby. Fight,” he grits out. “I know you can beat this.”

His panic grows as he watches your heart rate fall lower, and lower. Tears finally sting at his eyes. His lips tremble.

“Come on, sweetheart. Stay with me,” he says, rubbing your hand between both of his. He lowers down to rest a hand on your head, and he presses a kiss above your brow. “We’ll do it all, you understand me. I’ll build the damn cabin myself if I have to. Three bedrooms. Hell, make it five. We’ll get so damn busy, you’re gonna get sick of me.”

And if you were awake, you’d know exactly what kind of busy he’s talking about. You know him so well. Besides Sam, there’s no one else in the world left to know him like you do.

And your voice, your touch, the way you make him coffee with a double hit of espresso, the way you cook for him and Sam because you love to feed them. The way that, even when you’re fighting with Dean, frustrating him beyond belief, you never stop protecting him, as much as he tries to do for you.

You’re his, in every way. It scares him like hell, what he might become without you.

“Come on,” Dean begs, this time squeezing your hand. “Come on…”

Sam rushes back into the room. Footsteps are following him down the hall.

And then, everything stops.

Everything, except for Sam and Dean.

Your monitors stop beeping out of control, freezing your heart rate where it sits far below where it should.

When Dean looks up in teary confusion, Jack stands on the other side of your bed. He gives Dean a gentle smile.

“You were right,” he says. “Family is what’s most important.”

Jack reaches out and gently touches your forehead. In a mere moment, you take in a deeper, more natural breath. Your eyes slide open and find Jack. It confuses you. Your mouth opens to say his name, but Dean squeezing your hand draws your attention. Your gaze softens.

“Dean?” you say.

He’s able to smile, even though his eyes are red, and a tear draws down his cheek. He hastens to wipe it away.

“Hey, baby,” he says. “How do you feel?”

Your brows furrow as you contemplate his question. “Fine, I…”

You remember then that you shouldn’t feel fine. You look up at Jack again, and as your memory of yesterday slowly returns to you, you realize then what he’s done. He hears the words you hold inside before you can say them out loud. He smiles.

You’re welcome, he replies in your mind. Then he gives Sam and Dean one last warm look.

“Take care of each other,” Jack says. Then he disappears, without even a flash of light. He’s just gone.

The world once again kicks into high gear. You’re forced to pretend to be asleep when two nurses flood into your room. Sam and Dean apologize for a false alarm when they see that your heart monitor and your other vitals are steady, and even stronger than before.

When the nurses leave, you’re able to open your eyes and sit up normally. Sam comes to sit on your other side, and you reach for his hand while offering him a smile. Dean brushes your hair back to gently peel away the bandage on your neck.

Your skin is smooth underneath. Dean helps you do the same for the wrapping around your waist, after you peel back the covers and raise a corner of your hospital gown for him to see. Your wounds are completely gone.

Dean huffs a breath of relief, his brows drawing together. You hold your hand to his cheek and give him a softer smile.

“I’m okay,” you promise him.

You wipe under his eye, where the tracks of his distress have remained. Dean wastes no more time. He gathers you into his arms and bows to claim your lips. You give him the comfort he needs, while melting into him with the same passion.

When he pulls away though, he has to wipe the tears from your eyes. The back of his hand brushes down your cheek.

“You scared the shit outta me,” he says.

You manage to stifle a laugh, but not your smile. “My bad.”

He steals another kiss, a bit softer this time.

“I love you,” he says. His voice is gruff, but no less genuine.

You let out a sigh, while more tears brim in your eyes.

“I love you too,” you nod.

While you soothe him with your fingers slipping through his hair, his lips press into your shoulder. He meets Sam’s teary smile with one of his own.

You’re staying with him. That’s all that matters.

Six months later, the bedroom you once shared with Dean in the bunker is nearly empty. All that’s left are the nightstands, the old metal bed frame, and a bare mattress. Everything else is coming with you into the new place—a cabin-style house you and Dean found together in Lawrence.

Sam and Eileen have their own little place in the city as well, just a couple miles away.

It’s bittersweet to see this room in the bunker stripped bare, but you still smile as you survey it all with your arms crossed.

Dean’s hands startle you when they smooth around the curve of your waist from behind. You jump a little, but you smile when he kisses your neck.

“Reminiscing?” he asks, his eyes dancing. “Some damn good times here. Some damn good magic.”

You laugh at how he uses your words (and playfully slaps your ass), but you have to agree. You turn your head to kiss his cheek.

“Just thinking about how we’re gonna make some more magic in the new place,” you tease. “We won’t have a sink in the bedroom anymore though.”

Dean nods at that, holding you more securely against his chest.

“True. So convenient,” he says ruefully.

You stroke his arms wrapped around you. You begin to tingle with nerves inside as an idea strikes you. It’s the perfect time…

“I need to have a discussion with you,” you say. Dean’s smile grows against your neck.

“A discussion, huh? Sounds serious,” he says.

“It is,” you say. Though part of you is playful, you really are serious. You turn in his arms so he can see the gravity of your gaze.

Dean tilts his head, sensing your shift.

“Hmm, okay,” he says.

You untangle yourself from his arms so you can lead him over to the bare mattress, where you sit him down. His hands slide down to your jean-clad thighs while yours fall on his shoulders.

“Wait here,” you say.

Dean quirks a brow, but he lets you walk away, over to your empty nightstand. You pull out something wrapped in tissue paper.

You unwrap it and hold it up for his view.

Dean’s eyes widen when he sees those two pink lines. He takes the little white stick from you and looks up at your face in pure shock and awe.

“Holy shit,” he utters, making you laugh. He sets the little test aside so he can quickly grab your waist, once again pulling you in close. “You sure?”

“I’ve done it three times. I’m fairly certain,” you say with a smile. One that shines brighter with your burgeoning tears. You frame his face with your hands. “We did it, baby.”

After just about three months of trying, you’re already pregnant.

That reality sinks into Dean as he falls deeper into shock. You start to frown at his silence though. Your thumbs brush his stubbled cheeks.

“You’re, um…you’re happy, right?” you ask.

His gaze flicks up to yours. Seeing the uncertainty there breaks him out of his shock. His expression eases with a smile. He tugs you even closer by your hips, and he presses a kiss above your navel, over your shirt.

“Yeah, sweetheart. I am,” he replies, even as his deep voice breaks slightly on the last word.

Your smile grows, and you bend down for a searing kiss that Dean matches with all the emotions coursing through him; excitement, a tremor of anxiety, but mostly love. It’s nearly overwhelming in his chest, because he never thought he’d get to have this.

He’s damn grateful it’s with you.

He grips you tighter on reflex, and he brings you down onto the mattress so he can roll on top. He smirks in light of your giggling, brushing your hair out of your eyes and caressing your cheek.

He captures your lips for another heated kiss, one that grows into another, and a few more for good measure. Your hands slip down his back to squeeze his ass for once. His growing length finds friction through his jeans and between your legs, making him groan.

“How about we make sure it sticks,” he suggests between kisses. He trails them hot and wet down your neck.

“I don’t think it works like that,” you breathe, though you smile as you slip your fingers through his hair. Dean smirks against your skin.

“Huh. Worth a shot, right?” he quips. He curls one of your thick thighs over his hip and rocks into you just enough to start driving you crazy. Already you feel his clothed erection pressing against your center. Your core begins to pulse in response, needing him.

You shove the layer of plaid off his shoulders, and he helps you with the undershirt as well. He starts to divest you of your layers, down to your bra, where he kisses a familiar path down between your breasts.

Just for a moment though, you hold his face and make sure he’s paying attention, despite your panting breaths mingling with his.

“Thank you,” you say. “I didn’t think I would ever get to…”

Tears well up in your eyes again, and this time, Dean catches them when they fall. He shakes his head and brushes them away with his thumb.

“That’s my line, baby,” he says. “Whatever’s up next, this is it. It’s you and me.”

He takes your left hand, which already holds the weight of a silver ring. His own holds one to match. You’re now officially his in every way.

Your smile already agrees with what he said.

It’s you and me.

But you also nod and guide his hand down to your belly.

“Yeah,” you say. “It’s us.”

Dean hums in approval at that. A softer smile takes over his features, before he lowers down to your lips, so he can finish what he started.

You and Dean still don’t have all of the “retirement plan” mapped out just yet, but for now, this is a damn good start.

AN: I promised a happy ending, and this is the happiest I could think of! 💗 Hopefully this provides a smoother transition to the story In Bad Weather, though I'll never say no to coming back to these two. 😘

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sweetprfct · 7 months ago

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Okey, I just saw your re-post of the music video of expresso by Sabrina Carpenter. And it occurred to me (bc you do a great job basing fics on songs) that you should write a fic of Joe head over heals for reader based on the song of expresso. Just giving you and idea, if you don't want to is totally Okey ❤️

Espresso

Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: Joe's thinking about you every night. Is it that sweet? You guess so.

Author's Note: To celebrate 300 followers, here's a little gift. Thank you all for the love! Currently, I have been obsessed with this song and Sabrina. So, I'm so glad that you requested this! Thank you for this! Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: 18+, smut

Wordcount: 2.1K

It was midnight.

Joe had been tossing and turning for about an hour already, and he couldn’t seem to sleep at all. He took a deep breath and turned his body so that he was laying on his back and gazed up at the ceiling. The light from the lamp post outside slightly reflected through the crack of his window curtains. The night was quiet, and his mind kept pondering about the thought of you.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Joe whispered through your bare skin as he left repeated kisses on your bare back.

You giggled softly, looking over your shoulder. You were laying on your stomach, and Joe had moved himself closer to you. His fingers gently tugging on the duvet to expose your bare back, his lips finding your soft skin. He planted soft kisses all over your back, his long lashes tickled your skin as his fingers stroked your back softly.

“I can’t get enough of you, I swear.” Joe murmured.

Chuckling softly, you turned your body to face him. Joe hovered over you as you pulled the duvet closer to your chest. He grinned happily as he leaned down and kissed you softly. His hands slowly slid the duvet away from your naked body and his hands roamed your sides. A small moan escaped your lips as he parted from the kiss and trailed his lips down and traced the line of your jaw. Then, his lips found your neck as he sucked on the skin lightly, making you moan again in his ear.

“God, I love that sound.” He murmured through the kiss.

“Hmm…” Smiling through the kiss, you curled your fingers through his hair and pulled him down close to you.

Joe pressed his face on your chest, planting a soft kiss on it. If anyone would ask him, he would prefer to stay in your arms forever. He could happily stay here and just indulge in every part of you. However, that was not how life works. So now, he was laying in his bed alone and couldn’t sleep at night because all he could think about was you. All he could think about was your soft skin under his touch. The sounds you would make in his ear, and your soft lips on his skin and his lips.

God, he was so head over heels.

He didn’t even realize it until now. You were running in his mind 24/7 and when he tried to push the thought of you away, he only missed you even more. Grabbing his phone from the bedside table, he saw that it was 12:30 am already. Pursing his lips, he opened up his messages and stared at the screen for a moment.

Still awake?

He sent the message and waited. After a few minutes, he saw the three bubbles popping up on the screen. A smile immediately tugged on his lips.

You were working late because you had some reports that still needed to finish. Your mind has been somewhere else, and you have been trying so hard not to stress too much about your work. Though, here you were up late and finishing up reports for work. When your phone vibrated next to you on your desk, and you saw Joe’s name appear on your screen, you immediately grinned happily. You needed a little distraction after a long day.

Still working. Why are you still awake?

The text message that you sent to Joe sent a warm feeling in his stomach as he smiled at your text.

Can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about you.

Biting your lower lip, you grinned at his message. You couldn’t help but think how the last two months that you have been seeing Joe, you have been so happy. You didn’t even care about the fact that your friends kept telling you to be careful because he was an actor. That he might just immediately change his mind and find someone else. Though, that wasn’t what it was at all.

From the way he kept calling you every night, you didn’t have the time to feel insecure at all. He kept telling you that he was always thinking about you, and he couldn’t even sleep because he only wanted to be next to you.

He was too sweet.

You couldn’t relate to the desperation that your friends would act when it came to their boyfriends.

Aww! :( Want me to come over?

You bit your nails, grinning cheekily as you waited for him to answer. Joe, who immediately sat up on his bed, reached over to turn his lamp on. He stared at your text and then shifted his eyes towards his clock on his bedside table.

Yes, please.

He stared at the text for a moment before deleting it. What the fuck was wrong with him? Why was he acting like a 16 year old boy? At his big age too. He couldn’t help but chuckle at himself for acting so stupid over you. Rubbing his forehead softly, he stared at his screen and didn’t know what to reply to your text. He never acted like this before, not even with his exes. He didn’t know what it was that he couldn’t seem to stop thinking about you. He couldn’t sleep because of you. He kept thinking about how beautiful you were. He kept thinking how smart you were and such a hard worker. He couldn’t really describe it, but he was just so deep in his feelings for you since you two had started seeing each other. He was feeling so drunk of you like he had drunk ten espresso shots every night before bed.

It’s okay. It’s late. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow?

He typed the text message and sent it to you. He was right though. It was literally past midnight, and he was bothering you because he couldn’t sleep.

What an idiot.

Exhaling a sharp breath, he set his phone down on his bedside table and gazed up at the ceiling again. After a few minutes of silence and no reply, he figured you had fallen asleep. His mind wandered back again at the thought of you.

“Don’t be cheeky.” Joe laughed, pressing his face on your neck.

You had told him a dirty joke, and he couldn’t stop laughing. The way he was literally hooked with your humor all the time. The one little joke made him all flushed and flustered that he was hiding his face from you.

“That’s not fair. Don’t hide your cute face from me.” You grinned, lifting his head and cupping his face between your hands.

Joe’s chocolate button eyes sparkled as he gazed down at you with a loving smile. You loved seeing him like this, and you certainly love the fact that you could make him act like this.

Sighing, Joe closed his eyes and pushed the memory away.

He needed to sleep.

This was getting ridiculous.

Pulling the duvet closer to him, Joe settled himself comfortably in his bed and closed his eyes. He forced himself to really sleep and as soon as he started drifting off, he felt the mattress of the empty side of his bed dip. For a moment, he thought he was just dreaming. Then, familiar arms wrapped around his torso, and he knew exactly who it was even if his eyes were closed.

He was thanking his little stars that he gave you that spare key for his flat.

“It’s late.” He murmured, holding in his smile as he pulled you closer to his body.

You let out a soft approving hum, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Even in the dark, you could see his beautiful facial features as you softly stroked his cheek with your fingers.

“You can’t sleep lately.” You whispered. “I’m worried about that.”

“It’s your fault, you know.” Joe teased.

You laughed softly, moving yourself on top of him, straddling his hips.

“Yea?” You trailed kisses on the line of his jaw and then down his neck.

Joe had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from moaning. He swore if he was dreaming right now, he would hate his brain in the morning for giving this much of a vivid dream about you. He was already folding for you, and his brain was now betraying him even more?

This was so foul of his dreams to do to him.

“Yes.” Joe gasped the word as you ran your hands down his bare chest. “I think I’ve gone mad.”

You smiled through his skin as his fingers curled around the strands of your hair as you kissed his bare chest. You loved that you could wrap him up around your finger, and he would just fold under every kiss you left on his skin. You never had anyone act like this over you, and you were enjoying every minute of it.

He was adorable like this.

“Hm…” You smiled, grinding against his hard member that was between your legs. “I can help you lose your mind even more.”

Joe’s fingers immediately curled at the back of your head, pulling you down for a hungry kiss. Smiling, you giggled softly through the kiss as he tugged on your shirt and pulled it over your head. Soon, he was tugging on your pants too and it joined the rest of your clothes on the floor.

You reached your hand down to grab his member, wrapping your fingers around it and slowly slid himself inside of you. Both of you gasped softly as you helped him thrust inside of you. His lips were sloppily kissing you, his tongue licking your bottom lip.

“Shit…” Joe groaned softly as he trailed kisses down your neck.

Your hands found his headboard as your pace quickened, and it only made Joe moan louder as he found his lips on your nipple, sucking on it softly.

“Ah—Joe.” You arched your back as he moved deeper inside of you.

He could hear your voice sounding distorted and far away as he continued to suck your nipple and then trailed his lips up on your neck, sucking the skin softly there. He wasn’t the kind of man that loved to leave a love mark, but he couldn’t help but leave one on your neck and then on your chest. You moaned softly as you leaned down and buried your face on his neck, feeling your walls tightened around him.

“Love, you’re so tight.” He moaned.

You kissed him hungrily as he thrusted faster inside of you, your legs trembling and feeling the pleasure build up in your stomach. Joe had forgotten everything around him. He had forgotten what time it was. He had forgotten about the fact that this all started because he couldn’t sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

You were here.

You were really here.

You were in his arms, and you were making him forget his name. He could feel the pleasure build up in his stomach as he flipped the both of you over, and he was hovering over you. He thrusted deeper and faster inside of you, your toes were curling and your nails were scratching down his bare back.

“Come for me.” You whispered in his ear, making Joe tremble from the way your voice sounded in his ear.

He usually was the one who was able to make his exes feel like this but with you, he was weak. He would do anything for you. He never felt this way about anyone before. With shaky hands, he reeled you in his arms and pressed your body against his flushed one.

“Right there, baby.” You moaned in his ear. “Don’t stop.”

You gasped, your nails digging into his skin deeper as pleasure crashed over the both of you. Stars exploding at the back of your eyes as you screamed his name. Both of your bodies shuddered, both panting together as Joe collapsed his heavy body against yours.

“Holy shit.” Joe cursed under his breath, still panting. “You’re literally amazing.”

You smiled, trying to catch your breath. You stroked his curly hair away from his sweaty forehead and planted a soft kiss there.

“Now, you could sleep.” You joked, making Joe scoff at your little comment.

“No.” He whispered, pressing his face on your neck and nibbled on the skin lightly. “We’re gonna be up all night.”

You grinned widely, flipping the both of you over so you were on top of him again.

“Hmm… Don’t challenge me.” You smiled deviously under the dark.

“You’re the one who’s been keeping me up all night, so don’t challenge me.” Joe retorted back.

You laughed softly, kissing him hungrily again and grabbing the duvet from behind you. Covering the both of you with the sheet, Joe tangled his fingers through your hair as you both blissfully enjoyed each other’s flushed bodies against each other.

Time had frozen, and Joe didn’t care if he needed to be up early tomorrow morning. You were literally the espresso shot that could keep him up all day and night.

Somehow, that was enough for him.

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letsmyy · 8 months ago

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i have a request!!! you should write a daughter of apollo x leo valdez fic but based on espresso by sabrina carpenter (idk i feel like that song gives children of apollo vibes!) it'd be leo obsessed with the apollo girl (like him being absolutely obsessed with her, having the biggest crush on her possible, he constantly thinks about her, him being an absolute loser bf) and finally getting the courage to ask her out on a date or something like that.

“she’s like a shot of espresso…”

leo valdez x duaghter of apollo!reader

warnings: use of yn! english isn’t my first language so it might be some errors!!

thank you so much for your request, it made me so happy!! idk if what i wrote it’s exactly what you want but i hope you like it 🤕 this is my first timing writing a real fic and I think it really shows lol, but i promise I’ll try to improve in the next one, I’m so sorry if it’s that bad, and this is really short too? omg im really bad at this lol, but anyways, ly anon tell me your opinions (honestly) abt this later, kisses to uuu!! 🫶💗 (btw anon, please request other things I feel like I didn’t did you justice with this one)

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“is it that sweet? I guess so…..”

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Leo was sure he was going crazy.

He always had a pretty big amount of silly crushes on girls, but with you? It was getting way too serious. Of course, you're beautiful, incredibly kind, and too generous for your own good, and you treated him well, but that isn't enough reason to make him lose sleep; at least that's what he thought.

And he was extremely wrong. Being in your presence was the equivalent of being bathed in the sunlight, and gods, he felt like a prisoner who hadn't seen the sun in years.

He's completely obsessed with you; he just needs the courage to verbalize that, but being honest, Leo felt like a coward at the moment.

While being lost in his thoughts (the thoughts being the pretty daughter of Apollo that never leaves his mind), the boy finally falls asleep.

Leo doesn't mind waking up if that means spending the day with the people he loves, so after getting ready for the day, he searches for you.

And he found you, talking with a much younger camper, helping him. You're smiling like it's the best day of your life, and Leo could swear that you're almost glowing.

The boy makes its way to you the same moment you finish talking to the kid, now having your full attention on Hephaestus' son.

"Leo! Good morning!" Your voice to him had the same effect as listening to his favorite music, it made him happy in ways he couldn't explain, even if his life depended on it.

"Yn! Good morning!" He mimics you, not in a bad way, just a teasing one. You roll your eyes in fake annoyance.

"Sooo, did you sleep well, Valdez?" You ask, seeming really interested in the answer, but he knows that you're like that for everything, being extremely kind.

"Not really, would be better if I dreamed about you," you laugh amusingly.

"You say that every day, y'know?"

"I know, I say because it's true. " You can't help but blush a little. You're used to Leo flirting with you, but it never gets past that, so you just learned to joke back.

"Hilarious, Valdez... fortunately, I slept very well today, and I'm more excited than normal! I think it's because it's so sunny today, that's awesome, was thinking about going to the lake later. I can't waste such a pretty day like this one painting inside my cabin..."

"Unfortunately, I'll be in the bunker today, I have lots of things to do."

"What? No! You're coming with me, you can't waste this wonderful day either!" You grab his hands, walking toward the lake.

Leo could swear he would pass out at that moment. He couldn't even think about denying your offer, he would prefer dying to doing that.

After a few seconds, you guys get to the lake.

"Look how pretty it is! You have to go swimming with me, it’s a need.”

"Look, sunshine, water and fire don't get along so well, so I might skip that one" he says, apologetic. You frown, thinking.

"We don't need to go swimming, we can just talk, i really don't care." You smile lovingly at him.

"I don't want to ruin your day! There are many people that can go with you, you'll find someone better to do that." He's so oblivious that it's getting concerning.

"I want to spend time with you, Valdez. I don't mind if it's swimming or just talking, I want to, you know..be with you."

"Oh." He's acting like a loser, he can't think straight anymore and is blushing like crazy, but who cares?

"Oh?" You tease him, smiling.

"Yeah, we can. Just talk, I'm happy with that. " His smile was so genuine that made your heart melt.

That's when you realize you're still holding his hand, and you don't want to change that. You can feel he notices too.

Something just snapped in his head, now it’s the time, now or never, right?

"Yn? Can I tell you something?" He says it in a quiet tone, and you just nod.

"When I'm around you, it's like constantly drinking a shot of espresso, it's like being bathed in sunlight, you're incredibly energetic and enthusiastic, and i just can't get enough of you, you're my sunrise and daylight....all I'm saying is, gods, I very much love you more than just friends" You're surprised, really surprised, so surprised that you can't even speak for a moment, which just makes Leo even more nervous.

"Please say something...like, anything, a no it's better than silence because it’s less-“ Before he yaps again, you interrupt him:

"I like you too." The boy almost squeals of pure excitement.

"Seriously? Oh gods, oh gods. What?" He's so happy, it's so sincere, so soft, it's amazing, you can feel your heart beating so fast, and you don't even care; seeing him like this because of you is the best feeling you ever felt.

Then you see that one look, meant just for you, it's like time has frozen, and you're both thinking the same thing. Then, like all the stars aligned, you kissed him

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kathlare · 1 month ago

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short n' sweet

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie’s new album Short n’ Sweet drops, and the buzz around it is palpable, from a lively listening party in New York to the playful teasing of Lando and his F1 teammates. As Amelie connects with her fans, revealing the inspiration behind the songs, Lando enjoys the attention (and teasing) his love life brings.

Wordcount: 1.1 k

Warnings: fluff, smau

request over here!

August 23rd - Manhattan, NY

liked by elysiadayman, alexwolffofficial,and others

ameliedayman: Short n' Sweet is officially yours now!!! i feel extremely lucky that each time i write a new record i learn a little bit more about myself, and can create from that place. the making of short n' sweet was one of the most special, honest, up and down, stupid and fun experiences of my life. I thought if something was funny enough to make me laugh then maybe it belonged in a song. happy or sad!

thank you to my brilliant talented friends, writers, producers, mixers, engineers, and creative minds that helped me bring this world and these songs to life. not a serious thought was thunk yet somehow they were.. lol i love you all and am so grateful.

I will keep this short n sweet buuuut more soon. go listen now and i hope you love it

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landonorris: FIRST

landonorris: you absolutely killed it, babe. this album is EVERYTHING. 🔥💯🔥 → ameliedayman: @landonorris You better be ready to hear these songs 24/7 now 😉😏

landonorris: BED CHEM my fave, just sayin m'darlin.

tatemcrae: Okay, but HOW do you make “funny and sad” sound THIS good?! I’m obsessed. 😩✨ → ameliedayman: @tatemcrae It’s just a gift, babe. I do it for the fun and feels 🖤

f1gossiper69: Is this album supposed to be a “mood,” or is she just THAT talented? 😵💀 → f1fanatic25: @f1gossiper69 It’s a vibe AND a masterpiece. Don’t even try to hate. 🤷‍♀️

mclarenfan_88: Short n' Sweet? More like tune of the year. You’re really THAT girl. 💅🔥

landosgirl_69: Lando better be streaming this on repeat, it’s a whole vibe. 🥵🔥

pietrapilao: You really did THAT. Every song’s a whole vibe. 🔥💃🏽 → ameliedayman: @pietrapilao Haha, glad you’re vibing queen!

jennaortega: YOU DID IT!!! This album is insane. You’re next level, queen. 👑🔥 → ameliedayman: @jennaortega Omg, thank you so much!!

gracieabrams: You seriously killed it with this. It’s giving everything 🤩🔥 → ameliedayman: @gracieabrams Love you, girl!!

taylorswift: Love the rawness in this album. So proud of you! 💖 → ameliedayman: @taylorswift You’re the blueprint, always. Can’t wait to tell you all about it when I see you! 💫

f1fanatic55: Not gonna lie, "Taste" made me wanna punch Shawn. What a clown 😒

f1fanatic77: Bro, Lando’s gotta be blushing reading those lyrics...

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The energy in the small New York studio was electric. Amelie’s Short n Sweet album had officially dropped at midnight, and the buzz was palpable. A select group of fans had gathered for an intimate listening party, the kind of event where her connection with them felt unfiltered and raw. Amelie sat on a sofa, dressed in a chic black jumpsuit, her curls cascading over her shoulders. Her smile was bright but tinged with nerves as her fans hung on every word, every beat of her new songs.

—Alright, so, this next one’s Bed Chem,— she said with a sly grin, her cheeks flushing slightly. The crowd giggled knowingly. —Let’s just say... it’s about someone who knows how to keep things exciting.

The studio filled with laughter and excited whispers. Fans already knew she was talking about Lando; it wasn’t exactly a secret anymore. As the sultry beat of the song played, Amelie tapped her foot, watching her fans’ reactions. The cheeky lyrics and playful tone had them swaying and smiling, and she felt a wave of relief wash over her. They got it—they got her.

When the track ended, one fan raised their hand.

—Amelie, how did Lando react when he heard this song?

She laughed, tucking a curl behind her ear.

—Oh, he was so cocky about it. He texted me, like, “See? I knew I was your muse.” But... well, you’ve heard the song. It’s all true.

The room erupted in laughter and applause, and Amelie felt a swell of gratitude for the love and support in the room. These fans had been with her through every heartbreak, every triumph, and now, through this wild and unexpected love story.

Meanwhile, in Zandvoort, the paddock was abuzz with talk of Amelie’s new album. Lando sat in the McLaren hospitality area with a pair of headphones, scrolling through social media as clips from Short n Sweet flooded his feed. He couldn’t wipe the grin off his face, especially when he saw a video of Amelie talking about Bed Chem.

Max Verstappen strolled by and plopped down across from him, a sly smirk already forming.

—So, I hear you’ve got some songs written about you, lover boy,— Max teased, leaning back in his chair.

Lando rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide his grin.

—Yeah, yeah. It’s not like I begged her to write them or anything. She just couldn’t resist, obviously.

Charles Leclerc walked in next, holding his phone with Espresso blasting through the speakers.

—Mate, you’re so screwed,— Charles said, laughing. —I mean, Bed Chem? Juno? She’s practically exposing you to the world.

—Hey!— Lando shot back, cheeks burning. —It’s art, alright? Not my fault I’m inspiring.

The teasing didn’t let up, but amidst the jokes, there was genuine admiration in the drivers’ voices. George Russell chimed in as he passed by, clapping Lando on the shoulder.

—You’ve got yourself a talented one there. Better send her a congratulations text before she thinks you don’t care.

Lando smirked, pulling out his phone.

Lan🧡: Album’s fire, love. You really had to put Juno out there, huh? My mum’s gonna hear that! Ames💛: She’ll love it, trust me. It’s a compliment. 😉 Lan🧡: Congrats, babe. Proud of you. Let’s celebrate properly after the race. Ames💛: Deal. Go win, Norris. 😘

As he hit send, Lando looked up to see his teammates giving him knowing smirks.

—What?— he asked, feigning innocence.

—Nothing,— Max said with a shrug. —Just... make sure you don’t mess this one up. She’s a keeper.

Lando smiled, the teasing sliding off him like water. Because deep down, he knew Max was right.

The rest of the day in Zandvoort felt lighter for Lando, even with the usual pre-race pressures. The other drivers’ teasing about Short n Sweet didn’t faze him anymore; if anything, it added to his pride. Amelie’s songs weren’t just about him—they were a reflection of her artistry, her wit, and the depth of their connection.

By the time the afternoon rolled around, the paddock buzz had settled. Lando took a break in the motorhome, scrolling through clips from Amelie’s listening party. The grin on her face as she interacted with her fans made his chest tighten with affection. Then, a video popped up of her introducing Juno.

The clip began with Amelie holding a mic, her signature mischievous smile lighting up the room.

—Okay, so, this one’s Juno. It’s... well, let’s just say it’s a little more personal. Very direct. If you’re squeamish about hearing me talk about... wanting babies, maybe skip this one,— she laughed, her cheeks going pink. —But, uh, yeah. It’s about Lando. Obviously.

The fans erupted in laughter and cheers, and Amelie covered her face briefly before saying, —Look, I’m just being honest. The man’s got... attributes. And, uh, baby fever is real, okay?

Lando groaned but couldn’t stop laughing, running a hand down his face. His phone buzzed with a new message.

Max Fewtrell: Mate, just heard Juno. She’s calling you daddy material. Good luck with that one. 😂 Lando Norris: Shut up. You’re just jealous you don’t have an album. 😏

Lando leaned back in his seat, trying to suppress the chuckle bubbling up as he reread Max’s message. He tapped out a quick response before tossing his phone aside.

—Okay, but seriously,— he muttered to himself, rubbing his face. —She’s so bloody direct. And so... damn hot.

The playful teasing from his fellow drivers continued to roll in. He had barely managed to get through the day without being hit with another jab about his girlfriend’s "talent" for turning their private moments into music. But, deep down, he didn’t mind. He wasn’t just proud of her because she was talented—though, God, she was—he was proud of her because she was unapologetically herself. And, despite all the playful teasing, he knew her music was a reflection of that confidence.

Later that night, after the long day of practice, Lando laid in his hotel bed, scrolling through more clips of Amelie’s album launch. As he listened to Espresso for the third time today, he smiled to himself. Amelie had always been full of surprises, but this album? This album was something else. The love, the passion, the raw honesty—it was all there, and it was all for him.

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leaawrites · 3 months ago

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Espresso (GR63)

George Russell x fem!reader

Summary: after the Singapore Grand Prix, his girlfriend is the only thing keeping him awake. Like a shot of espresso.

Warnings: fluff (finally something happy), established relationship, Danny's last race (I'm still crying),

Wordcount: 1k

Masterlist, Short n'Sweet Series

Heat. Exhaustion.

Nothing else was going through anyone’s mind at the end of the Singapore Grand Prix.

Everyone standing on the sidelines felt the adrenaline still rushing through their blood, making them cheer and scream in joy of the results of their favorite driver. Lando standing on the top step once more.

With all the excitement around her, she couldn’t help but feel excited too. The grandstands buzzing. The adrenaline pushing away the feeling of the layer of heat covering her skin. Applauding to all of them who got out of the car, her eyes tearing up when her eyes lingered on Danny’s car for a second longer.

George had told her about the unforeseeable future. The sadness still lingered in her veins even when she saw him step out from his cockpit, walking with his head low. He knew it was gonna happen, she could tell he knew by the way he stayed sat in the car for a second longer, preparing himself for the final time. The final time stepping out from the car he loved for so long.

Squeezing his arm in an attempt of comfort as the man walked past her, she still waited for someone to walk towards her. She wished for the same smile that would grace his face whenever he saw her. The one that told her how much he appreciated her without using words. Looking around for his car and even standing on her tiptoes to gain that extra centimeters she might need to see him, his figure finally caught her eye. Stepping out of he car and having to double over in exhaustion.

A scared look flew over her features, decorating her hopes in concern, seeing her love this tired always made her chest churn. She hated seeing him like this. So small and fragile. She used to say, how he reminded her of a ceramic doll she was too afraid to touch in case she might break him. And with every time she said it, he assured her, that all he needed in those moments was her. That the touch she was so afraid to give was what held him together then.

She couldn’t get closer to him, the barrier keeping her a good distance away. But she saw him supporting his own weight while walking by leaning on the tires of the cars he walked by. He looked like a wounded soldier, finally getting the rescue he deserved. Her.

He felt the blood rush through him fully again, felt the parts of his body that before felt numb from exhaustion. He felt it all by a simple look of her.

The sweet smile on her lips, hanging on by a threat and only being there to make him feel better. His still limping legs moved quicker, collapsing into her as soon as she was in his reach. With his helmet still on he couldn’t feel her how he desired to. And she knew.

Of course she knew, she knew him good enough to know everything that made him feel comfortable or not. She knew how he liked when her finger stroked through his hair late at night to make him fall asleep quicker. She knew how he preferred to hold her close whenever it was possible, always a hand on her waist or their fingers intertwined, her back hugged against him and his arms over her shoulder. His hands or lips would always find her. And after races, he liked to receive a kiss in congratulations or encouragement.

Lifting his head from her shoulder, she helped him free himself from his helmet. As soon as taking it off, she could feel his lips pressed against hers. Still panting and breathing heavy. Still holding on to her with a tight grip just so he wouldn’t collapse. And if he did, at least she would go down with him.

“You make me feel alive, you know?” He mumbled against her lips, making her giggle. A blush rising to her cheeks and a slight roll in her eyes at his poor timing of confession. He still had to go weight himself and make sure he was alright, instead he was there, with her. “Like a shot of espresso, almost.”

“You have to go now,” she reminded him, handing him his helmet back and giving him one last kiss. “I’ll see you later.”

He nodded at her, looking back at the other guys, some still trying to find themselves, before he turned to her again. Looking at her like he had never done before. It was more intense, more meaningful. Another confession followed, “The whole time, while I was trying to keep the car from crashing into the barriers, you were all I’m thinking about. You are all I’m thinking about all the time.”

“I’m gonna be all you’re thinking about after tonight,” she joked, making him break out into a smile. Looking around to see if someone overheard their not so appropriate exchange of words meant to stay behind locked doors. “You were great, you really were.”

“I’m glad I could impress you,” he said, raising his eyebrows in a joking manner. Their banter going back and forth like it always would.

“You always do,” she said, her laughter dying down. “Now impress me and walk over to the check-up without stumbling.” she urged him, lightly pushing his shoulders to make him go back to his duties and do what he was supposed to do this whole time.

He rolled his eyes and groaned as he straightened his back. Turning around he tried to walk as steady as possible, and besides slight wobbly legs, he walked over to where Franco stood, just fine.

Putting his hand on his back to congratulate him on the incredible drive he delivered. Singapore wasn’t an easy track, everyone knew that, but with the effect she had on him, he was able to push through it all. Crossing the finish line just to see the proud look in her eyes she wore whenever he left the car still in one piece.

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thelaughtercafe · 10 months ago

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Inevitable*

Tea Type: Black Coffee with a Shot of Espresso

Potential Triggers: Yandere Nagito, non-con for tickling and cuddling/forced kissing, manipulation of Reader's tickle kink against them, Reader has a pre-established Ultimate if that bothers you.

Pairing: Yandere! Nagito/F! Reader

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: Nagito had been kind and there for you, all throughout your school years. The last thing you expected was him to lock you away. He'd been persistent, but not broken you. Until now. If only his luck wasn't so powerful.

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world.

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him.

It was then that his luck finally struck.

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own.

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun.

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing.

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you. Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you.

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him.

Now it was his turn to pout.

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach.

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise.

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face.

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist.

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked.

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning.

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner.

"Now, what did I just say about lying? Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands.

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs.

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off.

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!"

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides.

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away.

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck.

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power.

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done.

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long.

Perhaps it had been inevitable.