#Sebastian vettel x male!reader

[cryingat300kph]

Pretty Thing

Pairing: Sebastian Vettel x Boytoy!Mechanic!Reader

(Bad) Summary: When Ferrari gets a new pretty boy for a mechanic a certain 4x world champion takes notice.

Rating: M Warning(s): Mentions of sex, but no actual sex. Cursing. Use of Y/N. Allusion to homophobia in sports. F slur (but in a self-descriptive and reclaimed way) -Not Proofread-

Length: 1.4K Words

A/N: This is Seb in his chaotic flirt Ferrari era, like 1st/2nd year at Ferrari vibes. Also the ending is kinda cut off because I lost steam, but wanted to put something out. Let me know if ya’ll want this continued, I have ideas ;) <3

“Lewis look, that’s who I was talking about.” Seb says poking Lewis’s arm gesturing towards the bar. “Him?!” Lewis asks turning back to Seb. “Yeah.” Seb suppresses the urge to add Isn’t he pretty? “Damn I'm surprised they would hire a mechanic so-“ “so gay?” Sebastian supplies. “Heh-Yeah.” “Well he usually doesn’t look like that.” Seb says again gesturing towards the man.

The “that” Seb is referring to is the absolute twink uniform you are wearing. You might as well be wearing a flashing sign reading “I like dick! ;)” And Sebastian thinks you look completely and utterly delectable; more than usual.

He’d had his eyes on you since you joined the team at the top of the year. At first he noticed you because were young for someone not on the PR team, and far too handsome to not be in a more front-facing role. He was glad he was known to make sure to get to know all new members of the Ferrari family, because it meant he could satisfy this curiosity; finding out you had climbed the ladder at the factory quickly and had always wanted nothing more than to be in the garage track-side.

His interest in you only grew as he got to know you better. He knew obviously that as a mechanic you weren’t just a pretty face, but he soon found out you weren’t just either of those things. But someone who was extremely funny, kind and just as much of a nerd about racing as he was.

And so, a friendship slightly-beyond coworkers started to form. Now, at halfway through the season you two could be called proper friends, but your friendship is still very tied to work. Either way, you feel comfortable around Seb, comfortable enough to speak freely of your interests and life outside of racing. However, one thing he doesn’t know about you was that you don’t mind sharing a bed with a man.

Its hard being queer in formula one. It’s 2015 and huge strides have been made, but motorsports lags behind. Especially as someone who is involved in a more “masculine” job at Ferrari you keeps your more flamboyant tendencies under wraps. European ideas of masculinity help a lot, but it’s still a bit lonely, stressful and draining, to be closeted.

Hence why you’re here.

It had been a stressful race weekend, but Seb ultimately got podium and everyone was rightfully really happy and the team planned to go for drinks with the winning Mercedes team.

Seb had protested a bit when you said you thought you’d sit this one out. “I would, trust me, but I’ve had this headache all day and I doubt a hangover will make it any better.” You lied. He had seemed to come back to himself, like his earlier protest was a slip. Laughing it off. “You’re right, go, rest. We need your brain intact!”

You had chuckled at that saying bye to him and driving back to the hotel to get changed before heading out for your real plans. You felt bad lying to Seb but after this weekend a guy needed some attention damn it! But most importantly you wanted to dress how you want and exist how you want for once even just for a couple of hours.

---

Without you at the party Sebastian is more melancholy than usual. He's cursing himself for crushing like a teenager, but without you there he’s lost interest. “Dude is this about the guy you told me about.” Lewis asks seeing Seb is obviously down about something. “what? no- it” “Where is he? Go talk to him!" “He’s not here, had a headache so he stayed back.” “Well you don’t seem to be having fun so go after him, just ask to hang out.” “But the team, i should-.” “Kimi is enough of a party for the team, he’d probably enjoy the company.” Lewis nudges him. “You know why I can’t Lewis.” Seb says seriously. “Yeah.” Lewis agrees and they’re silent for a bit before he speaks up again, mischief in his voice. “But maybe we could find some other entertainment for the night. To quell the ache?” “What are you suggesting?” Seb asks suspicious. “There’s a bar a couple blocks from here. Heard its a discreet spot, good for cruising.” He says like he’s stating the weather and not suggesting the two biggest F1 drivers at the moment go cruising for gay sex.“What if someone sees us.” “we’re in America, no one knows who we are.” And Seb is just tipsy enough, and yearning to fuck a stranger and imagine it’s you, so he agrees.

“Let’s do it!”

---

And so, Sebastian now finds himself at a loss for words, staring at you. At you, sipping a cocktail, half sitting on a bar stool, your back slightly arched. Honestly the picture is so inviting. Lewis is just looking at him with a smirk.

Sebastian sees that a couple men obviously have their eyes on you too. He watches as the bartender hands you a drink gesturing to one of the said men. You look over and the man starts to get up. Seb feels his fists tighten, but he relaxes when you hand the drink back to the bartender looking at the man apologetically. He’s glad the man gets the idea and sits back down, Seb doesn’t want to think what he would have done if the man had persisted.

Wait, so maybe you’re just out for a nice night alone, he doesn’t want to disturb that. But dressed like that? He’s having a hard time resisting.

“Lewis what do I do?” He asks. “The flirt is asking me?“ Lewis scoffs, but when Seb just looks at him annoyed, he Chuckles; he’s never seen the confident man so nervous before. “Just, go get him tiger.”

He knows it’s now or never, so Sebastian goes to the opposite end of the bar and tells the bartender to get you a drink.

-- The bartender hands you another drink. It’s top shelf which catches your eye. A couple men have bought you shots and stuff throughout the night but so far when the bartender pointed to who they all weren’t your type. Or they quickly stopped being your type the moment they opened their mouths.

When you ask who, this time, the bartender cocks his head to the end of the bar. You look over and it’s Sebastian! Your eyes go wide, unsure of what to do. What is he doing here?! Here, where you are looking like a complete faggot and nothing like you do at work. But he’s your friend right, he would’ve found out eventually and he just bought you a drink?

You tamp down the flicker of hope that tries to spark. So you just smile and raise the drink to him raising your eyebrows. It’s friendly coworker shit right? He’s just being nice. Your brain is forced to stop working overtime when he approaches you and starts speaking.

“I could barely recognize you y/n!” He says smiling and friendly, but with a hint of something? And he is blatantly looking you up and down. Tongue between his teeth. Oh. You can’t help lighting up despite being nervous. “Well let’s just say the Ferrari uniform is not my personal style.” You joke. “This definitely suits you much better.” He blatantly flirts, which catches you bit off guard, but you try not to show it, excitement now replacing your nerves. “You think the boss will let me wear a crop top to work?” “Maybe I could ask him nicely.” Sebastian says and then leans closer.

“Having something so pretty in my garage can only bring me good luck right?” “Oh, I don’t think you need luck, Seb.” You laugh because now you are definitely blushing.

“Every driver needs luck.” He says low.

The way he's looking at you. It’s almost too much. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted. In the span of a few minutes you’ve basically come out to a coworker turned friend, but also discovered that apparently Sebastian Vettel, Ferrari driver, four time world champion also likes men. And now said Ferrari driver and friend is flirting with you.

You can't wait to see where the night goes.

[iheartmonaco]

Calling them "good boy"

🔸inc.: Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, George Russell, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel

🔸Gender Neutral reader

🔸masterlist

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

TEAMMATE'S BROTHER PART 2

formula one x teammate's brother!reader

request: Driver trying to ask teammate if their older brother is gay to see if they have a chance, but accidentally messaging male reader and nale reader is hella flattered because he thought that driver hated him because they wouldn't look at him in the eye or speak to him at all sometimes, even got male reader that when driver blushed he was anger at reader or something.

pt 1

summary: they try to ask your brother if they'd have a chance with you, but they didn't check who they were messaging.

warnings: swearing, drivers being dorks, suggestive content (lando, max), one sort of suicide joke? (lando), implied dark skinned!reader (logan), one mention of physical violence/murder (lightheartedly-ish) (seb)

contains: lando norris, lewis hamilton, logan sargeant, max verstappen, mick schumacher, oscar piastri, + sebastian vettel

©thekoalapastriesbakery :: please do not copy or rewrite my work on any platform !!

author's note: part two!

comments + reblogs appreciated!

taglist: @raizelchrysanderoctavius @crispysoup318 @op-81-lvr-reblogs

[thatguywrites]

Kiss the winner

2014!Sebastian Vettel x Engineer!Male!Reader

All hail twink Vettel

When you were hired to be an engineer at Redbull, you had expected to be Mark Webber's engineer. You thought your personalities fit quite well, both relatively calm guys who can focus in on the race. In your limited meetings so far, the two if you had gotten on wonderfully. Instead though, you were put with Sebastian Vettel. When you first met him, at 7 am mind you, you instantly were exhausted. You weren't too sure how you would put up with him, but sometime during your first race weekend together, Sebastian seemed determined to make you like him.

It was only about 3 hours after the race had finished when you heard a knock on your door. Once you opened it you were greeted to a limp Sebastian Vettel, sporting a drunken smile on his face, and who instantly fell into your chest, looking up to you with wide eyes.

"Seb, I know we won, but this is a lot of partying for the first race of the year." As you spoke you attempted to lift him up and sit him on the office chair in your hotel room. As soon as he was in the chair though, his hands were on your face holding you still with a mischivous smile, all while patting your head and cheeks lightly.

"Kiss me!"

"Come on, you ne- What?"

"Kiss me! We won! You're the best engineer ever and I'm the best driver ever! Kiss me!"

"Seb, you're drunk, I'm not taking advantage of you like that. Come on drink some water." Sebastian clearly didn't like that, as he turned his head side to side, whining, and wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you close. Figuring that he wasn't going to cooperate with you in this state, you picked him up, placing him onto your bed instead. This proved to be a mistake as he instantly threw off his shirt and started on his pants while laying back on the bed rather suggestively.

"No no no no no, Sebastian, just go to sleep, yeah?"

Sebastian's bottom lip jutted out and his eyes somehow instantly started to water. "Do you not like me?"

"No, Seb, I do, but you're drunk. We can talk in the morning, but we're not doing this now." His hands that were unsuccessfully fumbling with his pants stopped, before he reached for you. Confused, you picked him back up before being yanked down into the bed. Patting your head with less than perfect accuracy, Sebastian mumbles for you to sleep, clearly determined to get his kiss somehow.

The next morning, when you awoke, Sebastian was laid flat atop you, snoring into your neck, and holding you tight. You ended up staying in bed for a while, waiting for Sebastian to awake. Around midday he finally stired, nuzzling into your chest even further. When he opened his eyes, he seemed slightly surprised, and pretty shocked. He quickly pushed himself up, processing his lack of shirt. Eyes widening, a humongous smile broke out on his face. "OH MEIN GOTT, Did we do it?! Yes!!" He fell back onto you, pressing kisses into your neck.

"Seb, seb, we didn't sleep together last night," his face fell, as he started fumbling to apologize for getting ahead of himself before you could cut him off again "I would never do that with you while drunk. I would never talk advantage of you like that. I wanted to so fucking bad, you were begging me to, but that isn't right."

"But you want to?"

A smile broke out on your face, "Yes"

Sebastian then fell foward, kissing you as if his life depended on it. When he pulled away he again had that bright smile.

"God, after yesterday, I couldn't hold myself back, I'm sorry. Hearing your voice in my ear for two hours straight is just unbearable."

"Well you're gonna have to get used to it baby"

"Better you than anyone else. You're only allowed to work with me, yeah?"

"Yeah yeah, pretty boy"

Taglist: @koalapastries @justaf1girl @spoonfulofmilo @lokisen @op-81-lvr-reblogs

[old-lorarri]

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[milessunflowers]

I loved the loscar work! I had another idea, maybe hybrid!seb? I'm not sure what sort of hybrid he'd be though. Maybe with hybrid!bird (any type) reader?

oh hell yeah hybrid!seb! i think he would be like a polar bear lowkey

polarbearhybrid!sebastian vettel x penguinhybrid!male!reader

synopsis: over the years, seb has mellowed out from the overgrown bear cub he used to be, and a lot has to do with you!

author's note: okay, i have my reasons for why seb is a polar bear because like they start put being really mischievous as cubs right? but when they're older, they're like more motherly and i was like holy fuck this is perfect for him and then the hybrid!bird reader i was like penguin, perfect! my thought process everyone 😅

you met seb purely by accident

you were with your friends at a race during seb's ferrari era, bumped into him in a cooling room since it was too hot for you, realized he was another artic!hybrid and fell in love

you had a huge crush on him for as long as you can remember but this, this was just too good

you guys bonded over having to continuously be in colder areas so you don't overheat

curse of being an artic!hybrid

you laughed about it and exchanged numbers to keep in touch

years later, you guys are married and have a bunch of grid kids, all of which complain about how cold your house always is

so you always have extra blankets for them

and seb is protective of his grid kids so like if they start play fighting too rough, he steps in and carefully pulls them away by the scruff of their neck

hes also super cuddly in the winter since hibernation and everything

and especially when he misses the grid kids

you find the cutest pebbles to give to seb, even if you guys were already together for years

you just wanted to remind him of how much you love you

you give them to him with the happiest chirps, especially when he adds it to the growing collection of pebbles/rocks you have already given him

everyone is always so happy to see you guys

the minimal times you guys do visit the paddock, obviously during colder races now, they are all so excited

and like depending on their hybrid, their tail is whipping back and forth excitedly, they are squeaking and chirping, sometimes even nuzzling against you guys

and if there are other artic!hybrids, they sit with you guys in a cooling room

it keeps them company and you get to check in with some of the grid kids

TAGS! (if you want to be added, lmk!)

@op-81-lvr-reblogs, @koalapastries, @justaf1girl, @ghostking4m, @spoonfulofmilo, @seonghwaexile, @alex-wotton, @raizelchrysanderoctavius

[babybearnation]

polyam!lance/seb + tiger!reader = first time taking reader to a team event

that one clip of lance watching sebastian do push ups lives rent free in my mind - that man is a dilf fucker, certified

lance stroll x male!tiger hybrid!reader x sebastian vettel

you were intimidating to say the least

tall and broad with an angry expression permanently etched on your face

it didn't help that you had sharp teeth and claws and giant tiger eyes and a stern tiger tail

lance and sebastian, however, knew that, deep down you were a huge softie

you would often chuff around them and offer your head and ears to them for scritches and scratches and pets and pats

you were subtly protective over them in public as well

if they were close enough, you'd alternate between curling your tail around sebastian's wrist and lance's wrist

if they weren't close enough, you'd stand tall and proud, keeping firm eyes on them and tracking wherever they went

when sebastian and lance first proposed the idea of you coming with them to an official f1 event, you weren't sure

that many people? no thank you

you weren't very good with most people

so the next time they wanted you to join them, they specified that it was an aston martin event and you could leave to a side room should you need to

you reluctantly agreed and dressed up in your nicest clothes, not wanting to make a terrible first impression (more than you were sure you already would)

you showed up and immediately, you can feel everyone's eyes on you, scrutinising and assessing

you can't hide behind lance or sebastian because you're bigger than them but you stay close to them, silent and staring, entirely unaware that everyone thinks you are glaring at them

the event goes well - the pride you have for sebastian and lance only growing with each second that passes - and then there's a small after party where fans can mingle with staff and drivers and enjoy a few drinks and some food

you're nervous about this part because really... who's gonna wanna approach sebastian and lance if they're with you?

so you stick to one corner of the room and send your boyfriends off to have their fun, only really moving when the food table was empty enough that you felt safe approaching it

there are some young fans there and one of them, too young to know the horrors of the world yet, runs up to you excitedly

you can see his mother's horrified expression but you just smile at him and wave softly, not wanting to scare the poor thing

when he asks to touch your ears, you slip off your seat and kneel on the floor before him, letting him stroke and touch and prod

you end up surrounded by a bunch of kids who all wanna pet and touch the big, cool tiger, including one younger tiger hybrid who's never met another like her before

when the event is over, all the mothers are cooing over you, all the kids are crying over leaving and lance and sebastian have fallen so much more in love with you that they're now dizzy with it

safe to say, you end up going to many more events after that

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[spoonfulofmilo]

for 150 followers, I am announcing my big current project - the bachelor, but f1 style.

basically, i was talking to leo about how they should decide the mercedes seat bachelor style, which descended into this.

how it will work:

once i publish a chapter, i will also publish a poll - this poll will be WHO TO ELIMINATE, NOT who stays.

whoever 'wins' that poll will be eliminated and we will continue the remaining contestants

i will publish the first chapter 'soon-ish', so you're not voting off the moodboard, don't worry

the moodboards do have some easter eggs for the future, relying on them not being eliminated.

also yes i fiddled with the ages, deal with it.

so - meet your contestants

y/n y/l/n, 25, f1 driver for aston martin - the bachelor

and the people vying for his heart

kimi raikkonen, 34, financier from finland

2. logan sargeant, 23, dj from usa

3. daniel ricciardo, 33, photographer from australia

4. alex albon, 27, lawyer from thailand

5. mark webber, 37, bodyguard from australia

6. liam lawson, 22, firefighter from new zealand

7. fernando alonso, 42, physio from spain

8. esteban ocon, 27, baker from france

9. yuki tsunoda, 23, chef from japan

10. carlos sainz, 29, football player from spain

11. lance stroll, 25, heir from canada

12. max verstappen, 26, cat shelter owner and vet from the netherlands

13. sebastian vettel, 36, florist, conservationist and activist from germany

14. oscar piastri, 22, author from australia

15. mick schumacher, 24, surfer from germany

16. nico rosberg, 38, philanthropist from germany

17. arthur leclerc, 24, model from monaco

18. lewis hamilton, 38, model from the uk

19. george russell, 26, CLASSIFIED from the uk

20. jenson button, 34, artist from the uk

21. charles leclerc, 26, fashion designer from monaco

22. pierre gasly, 28, lead singer of a boy band from france

23. lando norris, 24, twitch streamer from the uk

24. toto wolff, 41, ceo billionaire from austria

25. susie wolff, 31, girlboss from scotland

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taglist of people who i think may be interested in this (but let me know if you want to be added or removed):

@leosxrealm, @tallrock35, @wolf-knights, @janeholt3, @badblondebisexualboy, @ghostking4m

[issdisgrace]

Aaaahhhhhh he’s so beekeeping age ❤️❤️❤️

[elihashadenough]

Pairing: Lando Norris x desi!male reader (could be read by masc presenting people)

Summary: an unexpected meeting to unexpected chai times to something more

a/n: OMG!! i have been so excited about this one as a fellow desi!! anyways i want to thank my co-writer and thinker @leosxrealm for all the help they provided and continue to provide with this one

-> do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Read at your own risk. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated.

[series masterlist]

again this was prologue hence why it's so short, i'm sorry but chapter 1 will hopefully be out by tomorrow with maybe a treacherous update who knows. Anyways i hope you all enjoyed this. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ❤️

tag list: @leosxrealm, @miloformula123fan

[leosxrealm]

ɢᴜɪᴛᴀʀ ʟᴇꜱꜱᴏɴꜱ

pairing(s): Sebastian Vettel x male! reader

warning(s): fluff! fluff! fluff! (no surprise angst... i promise)

(a/n): seb and reader are way youngerrrr in this (around late teens) you can think of this as college au! just wanted to write a little something

!not proofread!

"Teach me that," Sebastian blurts out. He was sitting on a bean bag in the corner of your room, reading a book. "Hm?" you look up, "What? Guitar?"

He nods, raising his head to look at you. You quirk a brow, a little surprised by his sudden interest. Your heart warms at his simple request. Your boyfriend probably didn't even realise how his interest in your hobby affected you.

You smile at him. "Come here," you gesture him over. You were sitting on your bed, lazily playing some random tune on your guitar. 

You prop up the pillows properly, leaning against them as Sebastian comes near the bed. He just stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to sit. You laugh at him; with that sharp tongue of his, you forget that he can be cute as well (sometimes).

You pat the space between your legs, a shit-eating grin plastered on your face. He just gives you a 'are you serious' look in return. "Come on. Whatcha waiting for?" you say, a cheeky smile still present on your face.

He rolls his eyes, slowly sitting down, making sure you don't pull some stupid shit on him. He leans on you, his back to your chest, making himself comfortable. You curl an arm around his waist, pulling him closer to you. 

He gives you an accusing look. "What?" you say, feigning a confused look. "How else am I supposed to teach you?" that smile said otherwise.

You place the guitar on his thigh, guiding his hand towards its neck. You put his fingers in position, before slowly plucking the strings. You pass on the pick to him, letting him do the same. 

A smile makes its way onto his face, his eyes glued to the guitar. You rest your head on his shoulder, your own eyes glued to him. You teach him a different note, helping him where he needed help.

You lean down, placing a small peck on his neck. It seems to have taken him by surprise because he accidentally plucked the wrong string. The tips of his ears burn red when he feels you smiling against his skin. 

He slaps your leg, a (fake) scowl on his face. "Don't do that," he says, and the way he did reminded you of an angry cat. "Sorry," you chuckle, placing a kiss on the side of his head. He looks at you from the corner of his eyes, you did not look sorry.

The rest of your evening was spent teaching Seb how to play the guitar (and shamelessly flirting with him).

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++ Bonus ++

"I shouldn't have let you play for that long. It was your first day too," you murmur against his shoulder. Lifting up your head, you move to rest it on your pillow, the lower half of your body thrown lazily across his.

You reach for his hand. He lets you. Bringing it between your bodies, you rub his knuckles softly with your thumb. "Sorry," you say as you bring his hand to your mouth, placing small kisses on his fingers. 

The both of you had lost track of time; you don't even remember how long the both of you were at it. You didn't see them before, but when Seb had cupped your face to kiss you, you could feel them all over your cheeks. The guitar strings had left blisters, and you felt really bad because you're the one who let him play for that long.

"Mmm..." Seb lets out a sleepy hum. He opens his eyes ever so slightly, moving his body, he lays on your bicep, using it as a pillow. "Love you." Seb didn't care about mundane things like blisters, they'll go away eventually, that moment you shared wouldn't.

You plant a kiss on the top of his head, closing your eyes and snuggling into him, "Love you more."

[iheartmonaco]

When They Miss You

🔸 F1 Drivers x GN! Reader

🔸inc.: Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, Sebastian Vettel

🔸Masterlist

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

I MISS YOU

formula one x male!reader

summary: you text your boyfriend when he's away

warnings: swearing

contains: alex albon, charles leclerc, george russell, logan sargeant, oscar piastri, + sebastian vettel

©thekoalapastriesbakery :: please do not copy or rewrite my work on any platform !!

author's note: first ever published fic and first time doing text fics!!

comments + reblogs appreciated!!

[zyonsay]

heard you write for seb👀 how about rbr seb x reporter m! reader? 😼😼

Jealous? SV5

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Seb left a lil something on your neck...

Warnings: Slightlyyyyy Suggestive (only a lil bit tho)

Now playing: 'Doin Time' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey there leo! I actually paired your Request with another Seb request, because i saw the opportunity to squeeze them together!

Hope you have a great day pooks <3

You thought no one had seen you leave the drivers room of a certain blond german. You thought…

Sebastians cheeky, teasing smile made you fluster slightly. This was so unprofessional. “You’re looking awfully good today y/n l/n, I was waiting for you to ask me a question all day.”, a shit eating grin adorned his lips, and he twirled his hair like a little schoolgirl. He was known to shamelessly flirt with people, especially interviewers, but this was something different.

You both have been dating for a few months now, the first time you met was at a party after the Monaco Grand Prix. His easygoing character immediately pulled you in and his sweet, cheeky smile was the cherry on top. Seb treated you like a god, even if he gets a bit much with his teasing sometimes. Both of you wanted to wait a little longer before announcing your relationship publicly, but if you were completely honest it was all just procrastination. Many people felt the chemistry between you two, though they only cracked a few jokes about it and nothing more.

His eyes darted down to your slightly exposed chest; the top few buttons of your dress shirt were unbuttoned. “Aren’t you looking fancy today?”, he knew exactly that just a few minutes ago his own hand was feeling up your chest in his driver’s room.  The red tint on your cheeks deepened a little more before you started asking race-related questions. Seb definitely didn’t make a big effort to hide his shameless and obvious flirting. His gaze danced over your figure during the whole interview, you could feel him undressing you with his eyes.

Your partner Interviewer had just finished interviewing one of the other drivers as he came walking towards you. Sebastian was well aware of the ‘little’ crush the other man had on you. He couldn’t stand his lingering gaze and the way he hungrily licks his lips while looking at you. “Y/n and Sebastian! My two favorite Lovebirds.”, your coworkers smile was almost venomous. He was quick to glance over your figure, but his gaze halted on a violet-colored spot on your neck. Seb was quick to snake an arm around you, pulling you closer to him. “Jealous?”, his signature grin now spread across his face as he could basically see the other man fuming.

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THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN

27. The stars appear every night in the sky, all is well.

Misfortune takes root in his members with persistence. The death of his parents clouds the innocence and happiness of his childhood, Oscar is left alone with his uncle and aunt.

The weight of his own loneliness is made obsolete by the new responsibilities that arise and adolescence itself.

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🕷️act one— are heroes born or created?

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warnings ///

Orphaned main character, death, murder, blood, swear words, abuse, English is not my first language, etc.

notes ///

— I made the Edits and the collages and they took me a while so I appreciate that they don't steal them. I can make one for someone if they're interested, leave a comment if you're interested (I don't charge or anything, I do it for fun).

— I have no intention of declaring or speculating on the sexuality of Oscar or any other interested individual. My intention is to create a story, to entertain, I am not looking to disrespect or offend anyone.

I appreciate you keeping the hateful comments to yourself, there's no need.

— Oscar is Peter Parker and Gael, the oc, is Gwen Stacy. In the story Seb is Commissioner Stacy and Ollie and Charles are Gael's brothers.

— I may do a translation to Spanish. If someone is interested in doing it, I would be very happy to work with that person too.

copyright ///

This story is inspired by one I read on ao3 of Lando and Oscar Spiderman au.

Aside from that factor, the story is a version of The Amazing Spider-man movies. All changes made to the characters and plot belong to me, and likewise, the graphics displayed here. In other words, COPYING OR ADAPTATION of this story is PROHIBITED and I appreciate being notified if you know of anyone who does so.

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