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[whumpookies]

Amow, Day 1 Panic attack..

[one-piece-aus]

For Whumtober may I please also ask for Day One with Cracker and Day Four with Franky?

Yes, you may! I'll just have to take you for Franky later. Anyway, I got kinda carried away with Cracker's but I hope you enjoy it!

Whumptober Day 1

Cracker x Reader

TW: Violence, blood, addiction and overdose

"Big brother, how did you get that scar?"

"Do you really wanna know?" Cracker questioned as his normal sparky attitude faded into something serious. He sighed as he watched them nod their head. "It was a long time ago, back when I was married."

"You were married?"

"Yes, to the most beautiful pirate in all the seas."

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"I hate being weak..."

"[Y/n], you're not that weak," Cracker reassured you as he relaxed back in his chair, putting his feet up. "Unlike my little siblings."

"You don't get it." You shook your head, got out of your chair, and walked to the window. Placing a hand on the paned glass, you stare at the biscuit commanders training outside your manor. "I was a fierce pirate in Paradise but that means nothing in the New World. I can't match up to their strength."

This matter has always been eating your thoughts day and night. You fought tooth and nail to be one of the top pirates on the first side of the Grand Line, you racked up a bounty of 450 million beris, pirates quivered in their boots at the mention of your name, yet that all meant nothing when you stepped into the New World. You were slapped in the face by power you've never seen before and you fell hard. It was a miracle Big Mom took you into her crew because she some potential in you. However, you felt like you were doing jack shit and the ambition you held inside made you anxious to do something to prove yourself.

"So? What does it matter?" Cracker stood up and joined your side. 

Oh, Cracker. You were unsure about Big Mom's decision to pair you with Cracker when you met him, he acted childish. You gave him a chance though, not like you had a choice, and from your guys' daily playful banter, you come to realize there couldn't have been a better choice. The two of you have grown fond of each other and kept on top of each other health. You're still trying your best to reassure the other but are unsure how most of the time.

"You wipe out the newbies no problem when they get close to mama's territory. You're just as badass as ever." Cracker smirked at you. 

"Yeah..." You lean against the glass, giving Cracker a small smile. You did blow up Paradise pirates' dreams of taking over the New World. That's just the newbies though. A frown returns to your face. "I'm still no match for someone from Kaido's or Whitebeard's crew."

"Ah, who gives a shit about them anyway!" Cracker scowled. "They're not your problem."

"That's right, they're not my problem because I'm too weak to face them. If I was stronger then I could fight them." You bawled your fist as frustration burned in your brain.

"[Y/n]!" Cracker turned you to face him. You saw his eyes full of mixed emotion. "Mama trusted me to you, that means it is part of my duties to make sure you don't get hurt. My job as a husband is to take care of you and keep you from danger. You don't need to be stronger, mama already has plenty of strong members to take care of our rivals."

"I just... I just don't want to be dead weight." You looked down to the side.

Cracker sighed, letting go of you and placing a hand on his head, trying to think of what he could do to help you. You couldn't eat a devil fruit because you already ate one. He hasn't gotten many trainers for the Biscuit island since the majority of the guards are his biscuit soldiers, and you hold your own against them just fine so it wouldn't improve your skill. 

"I'll ask mama if there's something that'll get you stronger," Cracker offered.

"Thanks Cracker," you said, leaning your head against his shoulder.

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"You're just in luck [Y/n]!" Perospero exclaimed, gesturing to the chess guards bringing a crate to you. "We just raided some marine ships and found they've been carrying cargo that holds science equipment that we believe is the source to making marines stronger in the New World."

Your eyes brighten up at the good news. It is true the marines in the 2nd half of the Grand Line have begun to grow stronger and pirates have been attempting to figure out how this has been possible. If it is through this science then that means you can be just as strong as them, if not stronger. Like a kid excited to open a present, you lift up the lid of the crate when it's placed in front of you. 

The equipment inside doesn't quite make sense to you. There were blood bags with green liquid inside, monitors, tubes, as well as other things you didn't know the purpose of. Your puzzled expression made your brother-in-law laugh.

"Kukuku, not what you expected?"

"Uh... no." You placed the lid back on as uncertainty flowed through your veins.

"Not to worry. Mama has plenty of doctors and a few scientists that will hook you up to this stuff. Of course, we'll have to test it on some subjects to make sure it's safe for yo-"

"Test it on me!" you interrupted, eagerness dripping from your tone. "I can take it. I'll be fine- I'll be better than fine. I'll be stronger."

"I don't think Cracker would want that-"

"Cracker just wants me to no longer be sad about being, with this I can get stronger and be happy. That's what he wants."

"Kukuku, you are an eager one," Perospero chuckled. He then frowned his brows and tapped his lolistaff. "We're only giving you a small dose to start with then."

"Alright!" you cheered.

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"Haha! This stuff is the best!" you exclaimed to Cracker after you kicked three devil fruit users through four houses.

"Glad to see you're enjoying it," Cracker smiled with his biscuit armour before cutting down another enemy.

You felt yourself glowing as you leap over a pirate and bring your boot down to crush his skull. Adrenaline rush through your veins, and your smile grows larger at this newfound power. You side-kick the fallen man to knock five more guys. You laugh, giddy at how much you're able to do now. 

Spinning around, you catch a sword being swung at your shoulder. The man that dared to swing his blade at you pales at his mistake when he sees your eyes. You reverse the direction and have the sword slice himself down, you hear his bones cracking as they're bent in the wrong direction his cry fuels you and fill you with delight. The pirate falls to his side, shaking in agony. You put him out of his misery as you swiftly kick his head off his body.

"I think that's all of them," Cracker told you as he walked over to you. His eyes widen, noticing how much blood you're covered in. "You alright?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm better than ever!" you laugh and pump your arm in the air.

"You should get cleaned up, you're covered in blood."

"Huh- Oh." Now looking at yourself, you see the red substance splattered all over, though you could hardly feel the difference between sweat and blood on your skin. "Yeah, let's go."

"Sure..." Cracker nodded as you strolled by him. He narrowed his non-existent brows, staring as you pridefully stride back to his boat. You were normally a clean fighter. "...she's just getting used to her new strength," Cracker told himself as he began to follow in your footsteps.

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"Hey! Peros!" you waved down the eldest Charlotte brother. Perospero waved off some chess guards he had been talking to and went over to you. You grinned and held up a flexed arm. "This green stuff is great! And I've been wielding it like a pro!"

"I'm glad to hear it has improved your fighting skills-"

"I'm ready for more!"

"[Y/n], I do not think taking more is necessary." Perospero frowned, and his tone shifted. "You already match the level of a New World pirate."

"But I can be stronger!" you stated, not catching onto Perospero's mood on the matter. Your mind only focused on thoughts of getting greater power. You felt you had it in your grasp and you lusted for it.

"You don't need anymore," Perospero told you. When you were about to argue, he pointed his lolistaff and narrowed his eyes. "And that's final. Now, if that's all you wanted to discuss with me, I'll be attending to important matters."

Perospero began walking off and you growled, "Fine!" Sour flavours sprinkled onto your face. You kicked a few gumdrops on the ground as a heavy atmosphere swarmed around your form. "Dumb candy addict. Who cares about getting more power anyway." You turned and bumped into something.

"[Y/n]?"

Or someone.

"Cracker? Hey, what are you doing here?" You smiled and swept the sourness out of your system.

"I could ask you the same."

"Just came to thank your brother for finding the stuff that made me stronger," you told your husband. You then link your arm with his. "So what business are you up to here?"

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"Hey, doc give me some more of this stuff." 

You had snuck into the cake hospital and began making arrangements for your next dosage. Bringing the green blood into one of the patients' rooms and now addressing one of the doctors. He hesitated, looking from you to his clipboard and back to you.

"I- I- I'm sorry Mrs. Charlotte but we currently don't have-"

"Then put this shit in needles or pills or something so I can do it myself!" you demanded and shoved the bag in the homie's face. You were done waiting around for permission so you currently weren't going to wait for there to be time.

The doctor homie began sweating under your intense stare. "I don't think we-"

"Now!" You pulled out mama's vivre card with your spare hand. "Do it now."

Pink ribbons of obligation flowed from the vivre card and circled around the homie. They tied his hands to obey if he did not wish to face mama's consequences.

"Yes ma'am!" he nodded and rushed out of the room after grabbing the blood bag.

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"[Y/n], enemy behind!" Cracker warned you as he was unable to shake off the vice-admiral to get the guy for you.

You turned to deflect the attack but your reaction was late and you had a haki'd fist blow you right in the gut. You felt pain squeeze your gut and you roared in agony. You coughed and felt something spit out of your mouth. You had taken quite the hit. 

Turning the pain to rage, you swung your fist at full force and punched a hole right through the marine's chest. You pulled it out and punched again, and again. Your vision became blurry, there seemed to be a lot more green than you remembered. You felt your anger rising your adrenaline. Your breaths let out hostile sounds. Your hand became drenched, you couldn't tell by what-

"[Y/N]!" A firm hand pulled you back to reality. You blinked once, twice. Your sight began to clear and display a bloody corpse with multiple holes. You felt yourself being turned around and a hand lift your chin up.

"[Y/n], what the hell was that!?" Cracker yelled, you could hardly read his expression.

"I lost my cool, it's nothing," you stated.

"Nothing my ass! And what's that green shit on your lip?"

'Green?' You wipe your mouth and look at your hand. Sure enough, green liquid was on it but you could barely make it out from the blood covering your palm. You narrow your eyes, trying to think what it could be. 

"The guy had a weird power," you told Cracker and wiped your hand on your jacket. You turned your back Cracker, not wanting to talk right now. You felt pain still lingering in your stomach so you reached in your coat and pulled out one of the green vial injections. "Look, can we not talk in the middle of the enemy's territory right now?"

"Fine, but we're talking about this later."

Cracker went to head into the building when he caught sight of you injecting something in your body.

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"PEROS!" Cracker shouted after he slammed the door open and marched inside, bringing vines of tension with him.

"I don't have time to deal with you right now," Perospero said dismissively as he shuffled his stack of papers back together.

"Like I fucking care! This is more important!" Cracker spun Perospero's chair around with his free hand. His intense cotton candy eyes were full of anger. "I want you to stop giving [Y/n] whatever it is you gave her. She's losing it out there!"

"What do you mean? I only let her have a small amount the one time."

"Then how the fuck do you explain this!?" Cracker questioned and tossed [Y/n]'s jacket on the table. A few green injection vials rolled out for Peros to see.

"I should've seen this coming," he sighed, placing a hand on his forehead as he felt a headache coming on.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?!" Cracker's patience for the matter is running dry. He's sick of not knowing shit.

"It means your power-hungry wife started taking it on her own and is most likely injecting it improperly or/and overdosing that the adverse effects are happening faster than they should be," the elder brother stated as he took out a newspaper from his draw.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU GIVE HER THIS SHIT IF THERE WERE SIDE EFFECTS?!"

"I only found out about it recently," Peros informed Cracker as he passed the newspaper to Cracker. "Here."

Cracker's eyes scanned over the article the paper was opened to. His hands began shaking and the ends of the paper started to crumble. A shadow hovered over his eyes as the room grew colder.

"Can we cure her?" Cracker quietly asked.

"We can try to treat her but there's no guarantee if she's too far gone-"

Cracker threw the paper and rushed out of the room. The paper landed next to Perospero's feet and he sighed as he read the title of the article.

『Ex-Marine-Scientist Causes Over 2000 Marines' Deaths from Drug Experiment』

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"Ah-" you flinched as you injected another green vial into your arm. 

You threw the now empty tube across the hall next to the trail of other used vials laid and let your veins pump the energy into your body. You felt power wrap around you, hugging every last inch. A green hazes the corners of your eyes.

That means it's working right? It means no one can get in your way anymore right? No one can stop-

"[Y/n]?!" Cracker's voice cried behind you. You twitched your head in his direction. He stepped back, disbelief written on his face. "WhAt hapPeNed to yoU?" His voice cracked.

You tilt your head in confusion. What could he possibly be questioning? You obviously got stronger, why, you could just feel it yourself. Unbeknownst to you, you had changed in more ways than one. 

Mere strands of [h/c] hair covered your head now. Your skin has turned pale green and your inhuman muscle mass twitched under it. Your spoon-sized nails were clawing at the ground. Your heavy breathing produced green smoke. Your now green sclera eyes stared in Cracker's direction, but worst of all: Those eyes didn't register any recognition for him.

"[Y/n]..." Cracker uttered, finding it hard to look at you in such a state. He shook his head and stepped forward. "Come on, we're... we're going to cure you. Get you back to your normal self." He began to hasten towards you.

Big mistake.

You flinch at his sudden movement. Feeling as if you were about to be struck by an enemy, you dashed at him and slashed your hand at his face. He closed his eyes and tilted his head away from the hand, but it still got his right side.

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"What... what happened to her?"

"...She was put down."

[spockvarietyhour]

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

[emotinalsupportturtle]

David Tennant being a lifelong Doctor Who fan who was inspired by the show to act, becoming the Doctor and Ncuti Gatwa who watched David Tennant and was inspired to act, playing the Doctor opposite David’s Doctor is the most beautiful thing

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🎮 HEY I WANNA MAKE A GAME! 🎮

Yeah I getcha. I was once like you. Pure and naive. Great news. I AM STILL PURE AND NAIVE, GAME DEV IS FUN! But where to start?

To start, here are a couple of entry level softwares you can use! source: I just made a game called In Stars and Time and people are asking me how to start making vidy gaems. Now, without further ado:

SOFTWARES AND ENGINES FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO CODE!!!

Ren'py (and also a link to it if you click here do it): THE visual novel software. Comic artists, look no further ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It has great documentation! It has a bunch of plugins and UI stuff and assets for you to buy! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) You can also port your game to a BUNCH of consoles! ✨Cons: None really <3 Some games to look at: Doki Doki Literature Club, Bad End Theater, Butterfly Soup

Twine: Great for text-based games! GREAT FOR WRITERS WHO DONT WANNA DRAW!!!!!!!!! (but you can draw if you want) ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's versatile! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) ✨Cons: You can add pictures, but it's a pain. Some games to look at: The Uncle Who Works For Nintendo, Queers In love At The End of The World, Escape Velocity

Bitsy: Little topdown games! ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's (somewhat) intuitive! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! You can make everything in it, from text to sprites to code! Those games sure are small! ✨Cons: Those games sure are small. This is to make THE simplest game. Barely any animation for your sprites, can barely fit a line of text in there. But honestly, the restrictions are refreshing! Some games to look at: honestly I haven't played that many bitsy games because i am a fake gamer. The picture above is from Under A Star Called Sun though and that looks so pretty

RPGMaker: To make RPGs! LIKE ME!!!!! NOTE: I recommend getting the latest version if you can, but all have their pros and cons. You can get a better idea by looking at this post. ✨Pros: Literally everything you need to make an RPG. Has a tutorial inside the software itself that will teach you the basics. Pretty simple to understand, even if you have no coding experience! Also I made a post helping you out with RPGMaker right here! ✨Cons: Some stuff can be hard to figure out. Also, the latest version is expensive. Get it on sale! Some games to look at: Yume Nikki, Hylics, In Stars and Time (hehe. I made it)

engine.lol: collage worlds! it is relatively new so I don't know much about it, but it seems fascinating. picture is from Garden! NOTE: There's a bunch of smaller engines to find out there. Just yesterday I found out there's an Idle Game Maker made by the Cookie Clicker creator. Isn't life wonderful?

✨more advice under the cut. this is Long ok✨

ENGINES I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT AND THEY SEEM HARD BUT ALSO GIVE IT A TRY I GUESS!!!! :

Unity and Unreal: I don't know anything about those! That looks hard to learn! But indie devs use them! It seems expensive! Follow your dreams though! Don't ask me how!

GameMaker: Wuh I just don't know anything about it either! I just know it's now free if your game is non-commercial (aka, you're not selling it), and Undertale was made on it! It seems good! You probably need some coding experience though!!!

Godot: Man I know even less about this one. Heard good things though!

BUNCHA RANDOM ADVICE!!!!

-Make something small first! Try making simple: a character is in a room, and exits the room. The character can look around, decide to take an item with them, can leave, and maybe the door is locked and you have to find the key. Figuring out how to code something like that, whether it is as a fully text-based game or as an RPGMaker map, should be a good start to figure out how your software of choice works!

-After that, if you have an idea, try first to make the simplest version of that idea. For my timeloop RPG, my simplest version was two rooms: first room you can walk in, second room with the King, where a cutscene automatically plays and the battle starts, you immediately die, and loop back to the first room, with the text from this point on reflecting this change. I think I also added a loop counter. This helped me figure out the most important thing: Can This Game Be Made? After that, the rest is just fun stuff. So if you want to make a dating sim, try and figure out how to add choices, and how to have affection points go up and down depending on your choices! If you want to make a platformer, figure out how to make your character move and jump and how to create a simple level! If you just want to make a kinetic visual novel with no choices, figure out how to add text, and how to add portraits! You'll be surprised at how powerful you'll feel after having figured even those simple things out.

-If you have a programming problem or just get confused, never underestimate the power of asking Google! You most likely won't be the only person asking this question, and you will learn some useful tips! If you are powerful enough, you can even… Ask people??? On forums??? Not me though.

-Yeah I know you probably want to make Your Big Idea RIGHT NOW but please. Make a smaller prototype first. You need to get that experience. Trust me.

-If you are not a womanthing of many skills like me, you might realize you need help. Maybe you need an artist, or a programmer. So! Game jams on itch.io are a great way to get to work and meet other game devs that have different strengths! Or ask around! Maybe your artist friend secretly always wanted to draw for a game. Ask! Collaborate! Have fun!!!

I hope that was useful! If it was. Maybe. You'd like to buy me a coffee. Or maybe you could check out my comics and games. Or just my new critically acclaimed game In Stars and Time. If you want. Ok bye

[kenobihater]

tragedy enjoyers when a character perpetuates the cycle of violence they themselves were a victim of

[cyberexorcism]

[ceruleankitkats]

First meeting + Identity reveal ♡

[faunandfloraas]

[murasaki-cha]

THAT HURT!!! SO MUCH!! I GOT "Family Luke. You promised." FLASHBACKS!!!

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Doctor Who The Devil’s Chord

[amalgamezz]

ALT

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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022 - ) I 2.08

[sandushengshou]

'Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire' | Variety Studio presented by Google TV

[imaginaryf1shots]

Married? | Oscar Piastri

WC: 2.1K

Oscar x Wife!Reader

Summery: He never met to hide it, it's just the way he is.

Warning: none

Masterlist

Oscar Masterlist

It was always a known thing, there was never any doubt in anyone that knew him, Oscar has always been destined to be an F1 driver. It was written. Anyone that knows him knows this. And you've known him almost all your life. Before he went to Europe and before he started travelling around for Karting and racing in the Formula series. It seems like there was never a point in your life where Oscar wasn't in it. What started as playground friendship turned to crushing on each other, turned to liking each other and then turned into a relationship. Not high school sweethearts, more like six grade sweethearts. No one expected your relationship to last due to you being so young, and still growing up and developing. Yet, the distance only made you grow fonder of each other. Your relationship survived him moving to the UK for school and racing, it survived the time difference and all the growing up you had to do. Video calls are your thing, you're the kind of people to have it on for hours doing mundane things not necessarily talking but just having the feeling that the other was there.

Now when you became 18, the next step wasn't surprising to those around you. You and Oscar talked about it for so long, you finished school already, so what was stopping you? Nothing. With the help of your parents you both got married, and so you relocated to the UK with Oscar. 

You went to Uni and he was off racing. Coming home to you was always the highlight of the day for Oscar, he'd leave his bags by the door and search for you in the apartment before he'd just all but throw himself at you just wanting some love and attention.

You'd be sitting on the sofa folding some laundry, the TV playing, the door would open and close and you would be none the wiser. Oscar would follow the sound of the TV finding you engrossed in the show that's playing, your hands moving on their own as you fold his shirt. Oscar would move to the sofa and you'd gasp in surprise, finally noticing him before he threw himself on the sofa, his head in your lap, his face hiding in your stomach.

"God, Osc, you scared me." You'd say but smile nonetheless, Oscar would mumble a 'sorry' and you'd barely understand it. Your hands go to his hair and you run your fingers through his locks, scratching ever so slightly. Oscar would groan and you lean down to kiss his head. "How was the flight?"

"Long." You hum and just let him have his time getting what he needs. Now it's not often that he'd fall asleep like that, but the flight was long and he didn't get any sleep, he doesn't remember when it happened, but he falls asleep. You'd stay like that for an hour or two, the TV still playing but the sound is lower until he'd wake up. Once he starts waking up, he starts moving around, he moves to his back and slowly opens his eyes, blinking up at you.

"Hey sleepyhead."

"Hey, I didn't realise I slept."

"Yeah, didn't even give me a hello kiss or anything." You teased him, Oscar sleepily sits up and places a hand on your cheek before he presses his lips to yours, once, twice, three times before deepens it. You sigh in content. Happy to have him in your arms after almost a week.

Oscar didn't mean to hide it, he just didn't wear his ring, he lost it twice at races and since then he only wore it when he's not on a racing week. He's also not very talkative, he doesn't find himself sharing things about himself willingly, but if you ask he'll answer, you just have to prompt him. Maybe it was because he was a rookie, or because there was many things happening, but no one realised he was seeing someone in 2023, you've been to races, you didn't really like the limelight, not while you're still studying at least, so you'd go into the paddock alone, but you'd still be a guest of McLaren. Some people just assumed you're a family member (which is correct, but not how they thought) or just a close friend.

All of that came to an end when you finally finished Uni, and were free to travel more, and coming into the paddock with Oscar wasn't such a scary thing anymore. It all came with the fact that you got a new ring for Oscar and kind of 'proposed' to him with it in your living room, Oscar decided to try wearing his ring, he wouldn't have to take it off anyways. It's his wedding ring, and according to the rules he could keep it on.

It was a Grand Prix weekend, Oscar's family flew out for the race. You walked in with them, Nicole was by your side, a couple photographers took photos, manly because they're Oscar's family, not that they know about you. Getting into McLaren, someone tells Oscar that you're all here, you were back in Australia for 2 weeks, while he was at the factory working, it's more than you both had gotten used to in recent years. Oscar comes in and he ignores his family heading straight to you, you smile up at him and he leans in, giving you a hug and a quick kiss.

"Glad to know, you missed us." Nicole teased Oscar, and he went to hug her. She's always happy seeing how still in love you both are, it warms her heart. Her son is in a happy marriage while achieving his dream away from her. Oscar stands with you all as much as he could before he had to go back to work. You all made it to the hospitality.

"I heard Oscar's family is here." Lando walks in at one point, with a smile on his face, he greets everyone, stopping at you, seeing no similarities between you and Oscar. "I know I saw you before, but I don't know who you are."

"It's alright, I'm Oscar's w-."

"Girlfriend?" Lando cuts you off with a smile. "I knew he's in a relationship but he hasn't introduced you."

"No, I'm not-"

"Oh, are you not his girlfriend? I'm sorry."

"It's not tha-"

"I just want to meet his girlfriend, he never talks about anything unless you ask him and-"

"Lando, I'm his-"

"He seems like he's in a relationship, at least that's what I understood from him."

"I'm his wife."

"But I could be wrong and this is all a- wait... what?" Lando stops once he realises what you said, his eyes are wide while you just smile at him.

"I'm his wife." You say again, and his sisters all just giggle to themselves, finding it all very amusing. Lando looks at Nicole and Chris, as if he's waiting for them to say something, to say it's a joke, to deny it, anything.

"I told Oscar to just come out and say he's married." Nicole said shaking her head slightly, this is about to come out, and she knows Oscar will once again turn the internet on it's head.

"he's-you're-and." Lando looks to have malfunctioned. "I need a moment to come to terms with this."

Lando walks away in a daze, it leaves you all amused. You text Oscar telling him what happened with Lando.

Oscar didn't read your message, Lando walked in on him and his engineer while they were in a meeting.

"You-you- you have a wife?" Lando asked, and Oscar's gaze turned from confused to amused really quickly.

"Yeah." Oscar answered simply.

"What?" It was Tom's turn to be surprised.

"I'm married." Oscar held out his left hand showing his ring.

"I thought that was a family heirloom or something." Lando was exasperated.

"No, I lost one or two rings, so y/n, bought me a new one recently." Oscar explained.

"y/n? the girl you bring with you to races from time to time?" Tom asked remembering you, he saw you a few times, but there was never a sign that you're dating Oscar, never mind married to him.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"It just never came up." Oscar shrugged, leaving both men flabbergasted, astonished by the realisation.

"You're one of a kind, Oscar, seriously." Tom shook his head and sighed. "We have to get back to our meeting, this will have to wait."

It didn't take long for the news to travel, those that were in the hospitality and saw the whole thing go down with Lando went on and spread the news around. And Lando asked a few people if they knew, apparently only Zac knew, he thought Oscar wanted to keep it a secret so he said nothing.

The news took a while before it reached Williams.

"Mate, did you know Oscar is married?" Alex asked Logan, Logan frowned and looked up.

"Yeah." Logan answered as if it was a stupid question.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I thought it was a known thing, I don't know." Logan shrugged. "He's been married since he was 18."

"18!" This was an even bigger shock to the Williams driver.

"Yeah, the moment y/n turned 18, they got married."

"Wow."

And thus the news once again spread, this time the other way around, all the way back to McLaren.

By the time of the driver's parade almost everyone knew that the youngest member on track was married. Oscar was the last on the back of the truck/car thing. All eyes on the Aussie.

"What's... going on?" He asked as he moved down to an empty spot.

"Are you really married?" Charles asked.

"Yeah." It seemed like this was Oscar's favourite answer.

"So I have a daughter in law?" Charles asked and Oscar laughed before nodding. "Wow, they grow up so fast nowadays."

"And you've been married since you were 18?" Max was the one to ask, he's as curious as everyone.

"Yes, the month she turned 18, we got married, and she moved to the UK." Oscar informed them. "And before you ask, I knew her since we were like 5, and have been together since we were 10-11."

"That's crazy." George said to Alex next to him.

By the time the race was underway, a few cameras made it to the McLaren garage for a sight of you. As Oscar was leading the race, the camera flashed to you, with your name and Oscar Piastri's partner under it. The ones watching from home were left confused, but not for long. Oscar won his second race of his Formula 1 career in his 2nd season.

You made it to Parc Ferme, with his parents, his sisters opting to stay in the garage and not get squished. Oscar was the last of the top to make it back, he went to his team before he went straight to you, as always leaving his parents to be hugged after you.

"Congratulations, my love." You tell him, and he squeezes you tighter, the helmet is in the way, but you still kiss the side of it. Oscar then moves to his parents before he goes to get weighed and interviewed by Nico Rosburg.

"-and before we let you go, and not to take away from your win, I have to ask." Nico said and Oscar smiled, he knew what was about to be asked. "Set the records straight, are you married?"

"Yes, have been since I was 18." Oscar said and looked your way, and the camera panned to you, as you stood between his parents smiling with love and adoration for your husband.

"Well, it might be late, but congratulations." Nico said and patted his back, before Oscar made it to the cool-down room.

Cameras snapped a lot of pictures of you, as they waited for the podiums to start. It was obvious how familiar you are with Oscar's parents, and how they treated you like one of their daughters. The interaction was just filled with love and care. This has been going on for years, there's no denying it.

"I didn't know it would be such big news." You said that night, as you and Oscar cuddled on the Sofa, having a quiet moment in the hotel with his family.

"I knew." Nicole said.

"I did too." Chris said.

"Me too." Hattie said.

"Of course it would."

"Obviously."

"Noted." You said and Oscar smiled, kissing the side of your head. "Now everyone knows you have a wife."

"And everyone from your university knows you have a husband."

"You two are still as awful as ever." Hattie said and rolled her eyes teasingly.

"You should've been used to it by now." Nicole said and smiled at her family.

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