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Hii! I have been following you for quite a while and I really enjoy reading your fanfics! And I was wondering if you could do Finn Mcmissile from Cars 2 👉👈 ik such a weird request LMAO but it would make me and my younger self very happy🥹
a/n: FINN MCMISSILE.... FROM CARS 2??... hmmmm alright, anon who i totally don't know irl, okay... i'll bite
Finn McMissile x Singer!Reader
Finn McMissile has been given a new mission, in which he has to identify the target himself. It’s none other than you.
He doesn’t know who the target is yet. First things first, he has to engage in conversation. He needs to find the third man—dealer of powerful, dangerous trades.
Finn watches you on stage, singing to your heart's content. However, his attention on you only lasts for a moment, choosing to analyze the audience members.
You spot him in the crowd—alone, and his eyes are warily busy.
After your performance, you approach him, and he's nothing but an absolute gentleman.
He smoothly compliments your fashion and talent with a charming smile.
"Thank you," you chuckle, acutely aware that you're on his radar now. "You don't have to flatter me so much...?"
"Dominic," he supplies. "Dominic Jones, darling."
Oooh. You, in fact, invited this man. Never have you met him before either. A touch too convenient, isn't it?
You grin as you lean into his side. Gambling has never exactly been your thing, but you're willing to take the risk.
"You're surrounded with enemies, Dominic."
His eyes widen, the mission dawning in on him. "...It's you."
Your smile widens. Despite his grace, this kind of infiltration is unforgivable. "What if we talk in private, yeah?"
MY BAD IF ITS TOO SHORT AND VAGUE 😭😭 also i almost wrote "side mirror" for the ear LMAOOOOOO
#yan writes#cars fandom#finn mcmissile#pixar cars#idk how to tag this#finn mcmissile x reader#cars x reader#cars imagines
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I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.
It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.
#she cornered me in the car and asked what shipping was and i almost had a fucking heart attack#imagine being like 16 years old and habing to explain knotting to your mother#random emo music girl I'm glad you had fun talking about your Band Guys to my mother#bc i also attended take your kid to work day at that office and i know how boring it was#but christ alive why did you have to fuck me like that?#anyways i hope this post reaches you so at the very least you know i think about you at least once a week#this has been weighing on me for ten years#im almost tempted to blaze this post
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You think FNAF Pit Bonnie has William’s memories?..
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#fnaf oswald#pit bonnie#into the pit#michael afton#you think pit Bonnie has some of William’s memories?#like definitely not all but definitely not none#seeing pit Bonnie is in a sense a memory of William#dude knows Williams secret backroom and hoe to drive a car#I also like the idea that pit is treating Oswald like how William treated Michael#it’s just an interesting concept#so I can just imagine pit Bonnie getting totally confused on who Michael even is 💀#Oswald thinks pit is sick or stupid… he’s definitely both
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Broadcast-dimension (1/2)
An old au I had back in, I think, 2022 when I first got into the show was a dimension kind of like the dimension in Interstellar? But where I've refined it a bit to be more like a broadcasting/projection dimension? Where Stanford's essentially projected into his brothers' dreams. And since Stanford is an "interference", his appearance and physical manifestation is restricted to Stanley's imagination. E.g. in these comic strips, Stanford's projected into Stanley's mind as being ~12 years old-ish, because that's the age Stanley sees him as daily. And while Stanley does have a very vivid imagination, imagining Stanford being older is a comically difficult (and inaccurate) feat, hahah. Also it won't be drawn, because I'm... Lazy.. But Stanley's an avid lucid dreamer in my headcanons, and has a strong grasp on his own mind and dreams - So in the end of the au, when Stanford discovers that in order to leave the broadcast-dimension he needs Stanley to manifest/imagine a portal in his mind for Stanford to go through, Stanford has to find an older Stanley who'd know more about portals in order to imagine a functioning and safe one- Aka. Stanford has to visit Stanley's dreams either right after the portal incident or years after that incident when he's older and replay the entire scene in order to leave >:) A bonus however, because can't have hurt without comfort, Stanford does end up seeing in Stanley's dreams, as he rifling through the ages to find Stanley after the portal incident, the life he's lived that Ford had no clue about. And they do end up being on better terms when Stanley manages to get the portal up and running and get Stanford home. The dream where Ford goes through the portal again has lasting effects on Stanley, afterall, and he ends up more determined to get the damn thing to turn on than ever before!
#gravity falls#stanford pines#stanley pines#gravity falls au#gravity falls fanart#stan twins#pines brothers#grunkle stan#grunkle ford#Art tag#young stanford pines#young stanley pines#I swear there's hugs in there#And there are heart to hearts in there#And also imagining Stanford in one of the dreams getting Staley out of the trunk of that one car he had to chew his way out of#Teehee
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Deadpool and Wolverine is a fanfic in the movie form that feels as much like a fever dream as a rom-com. The content creator only gave it an R rating as an umbrella term which includes all of the following ao3 tags:
Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, Canon Divergence, Multiverse, Meet Ugly, Enemies to Friends, Age Difference, Bickering, Undeniable Sexual Tension, Mutual Pining
Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Survivor Guilt
Pain Play, Car Sex, BDSM, Rough Sex, Size Kink, Porn with Feelings, Aggressive Sex, Orgasm Denial, Edging, Power Play, Cock Tease, No Refractory Period
Semi-Public Sex
Accidental Striptease
Friends to Lovers, Fluff and Cuddling, Domestic Banter, Falling in Love, Getting together, Idiots in Love, Old Married Couple in Spirit, Additional Tags to be Added...
#add as many more tags as you can think of#are we ever going to recover from the car scene?#i'm still dazed#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#poolverine#loganpool#deadpool x wolverine#wade wilson#logan#james howlett#imagine your otp#otp prompts#writing promt#marvel memes#mcu avengers#marvel edits#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#mischievous thunder
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My Great Grandma who loved her babies very much
Reference that I used for the face!
#I was scrolling through pinterest and saw this woman and I was like: She looks EXACTLY like how I imagine Stan and Ford's mother to look#my art#gravity falls#mabel pines#dipper pines#ig??#caryn romanoff pines#caryn pines#mabel voice: she must have been one hell of a mother to have had to deal with Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford when they were kids!#DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT HOW SHE MIGHT HAVE DIED THINKING STANFORD AND STANLEY NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO RECONCILE#DO U EVER THINK ABOUT HOW SHE MUST HAVE BEEN PLAGUED WITH REGRETS AND WHAT-IFS OVER STAN BEING KICKED OUT- WISHING SHE COULD HAVE DONE MORE#DOES THE THOUGHT THAT STANFORD MIGHT HAVE NEVER GOTTEN THE CHANCE TO VISIT HER AT HER DEATHBED OR HER FUNERAL SINCE HE WAS STUCK ELSEWHERE??#EVER HAUNT YOU AT NIGHT???#DOES IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT SHE MIGHT HAVE KNOWN ALL ALONG ABOUT STANLEY- SINCE SHE'S THEIR MOTHER AND “WHAT KIND OF MOTHER CAN'T#RECOGNISE HER OWN CHILDREN APART“#THEY MEET AT STAN'S FUNERAL LIKE: “STANLEY I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED- NOR WHY THAT CASKET AT THE FRONT IS EMPTY RIGHT NOW AND WHY WE'RE#CURRENTLY ATTENDING YOUR FUNERAL- OR WHY YOU'RE EVEN DRESSED UP AS FORD RIGHT NOW.“#“I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON STANLEY- BUT I DO KNOW THAT ONE OF MY SONS DIDN'T DIE IN A DITCH SOMWHERE IN THE FLAMING WRECK OF A CAR CRASH-#AND THAT'S ENOUGH FOR ME.“#SHE GOT THAT MOTHER'S INSTINCT#stan twins parents
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Columbo and the Knight (1984)
put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.
Autism W!
#columbo#knight rider#art#michael knight#kitt#comic#highlight reel#crossover#telebeast#there are two small easter eggs here. can you find them. they were somehow not Entirely lost when i resized these for the public#this is what i mean when i say I Draw And It's Everyone Else's Problem. look at my INCREDIBLY niche crossover comic boy#if the knight rider fandom has like 12 people in it. how many of y'all have seen columbo#this comic is for like 4 people and me and phoenix are already two of them#niche is my specialty lets be real. weird niche obscure shit and ships nobody's paid attention to yet#not to suggest this is ship art. columbo has his wife and michael has his car lmfao#stylizing real people is EXTREMELY hard btw sorry for when they get off model. its partly a 'better imperfect than never finished' situatio#cant tell you how much i redrew some of these panels. weeps#this took me 2 weeks but i think i thumbnailed it all in may and the ideas been rollin around in my head since march#is anybody good at editing. please edit michael and columbo into an image together like its a screenshot. NOT generated. edited.#it would be so cool#ive drawn columbo a lot but i haven't drawn a lot of michaels. i was learning things about his outfit AS I WAS DOING THE DAMN#COLORS ON THIS. all the lines done. it was too late to change anything. i did all the lines and colored page by page#i realized my mistakes on like page 3. 1 and 2 were already done. it was Too Late.#imagine it though. them working a case together. switching between the more serious tone of columbo vs the goofier#action antics of michael and kitt. columbo being so impressed by Modern Technology. there's more i could say but phoenix may write#more of this crossover and i don't want to spoil it :'3#there's opportunity here though i swear. there's gold to be dug.#i like how kitt gets shading but columbo's junker peugeot doesn't. kitt looked wrong without any. columbo's car is matte and dirty#i also applied effects to this to make it look a little film-grainy and VHS like. some CRT TV vibes#the only question left is. did they put knight rider into columbo; or columbo into knight rider 🤔
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from the start | max verstappen x fem!bestfriend reader
summary; when max gets dumped by his long term girlfriend he starts to spend more time with is female best friend who has a crush on him since they met
fc; barbara inês
warnings; no hate to kelly, english is not my first language
taglist; @thef1diary @bigsimperika @shobaes @d3kstar @stinkyjax @the-untamed-soul @bibissparkles @judespoision @weekendlusting @formula1mount @tremendousstarlighttragedy
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yn’s phone
a few days later . . .
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yourusername he promised he’d watch sex and the city with me, all man do is lie😔💔
maxverstappen1 i literally watched one episode
yourusername correction* you watched half because you fell asleep
maxverstappen1 not my fault if it’s a boring girls show
landonorris omg i love sex and the city
yourusername come over so we can watch it together
maxverstappen1 hey i live here too
user1 WHAT
user2 max and yn living together??? uhh that man is single
user3 im waiting for the friend to lovers type of shit
yn’s phone
a few weeks later . . .
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yourusername traveling for race week but im gonna miss her😔
maxverstappen1 i told you you could bring her
yourusername she’s scared of planes😭
user1 they’re soulmates
user2 the first pic, just date already
user3 shh let them fall in love
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maxverstappen1 another race week and yn missing the cats, nothing new here
yourusername just win this thing already so we can go back home
user1 “home”🥹
user2 argh parents
user3 i think they’re dating
max’s phone
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yourusername hw looks soooo swxu i wanns kisd him sp bad
user1 omg she’s drunk posting
user2 it’s happening
user3 is it max?
landonorris answer your phone
yn’s phone
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maxverstappen1 i think she said im sexy or something
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yourusername my boyfriend is so yummy
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#formula 1#f1#cars#grand prix#moodboard#aesthetic#f1 smau#f1 x reader#f1 fic#f1 imagine#max verstappen smau#max verstappen x you#max verstappen au#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen fanfic#max verstappen
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Shifting gears - LN4
*:・゚ Summary: Lando and you, childhood best friends, discover a deeper connection during a drive in his new Porsche. After discussing his playboy image, the conversation takes an unexpected turn, leading to a realization of long-hidden feelings and shifting your relationship from friendship to something more romantic and intimate.
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The afternoon sun filtered through the tall trees that lined the road, casting dappled shadows over the sleek Porsche as it cruised effortlessly along the winding asphalt. The roar of the engine was almost hypnotic, a perfect blend of power and control, much like its owner. Lando Norris gripped the steering wheel with ease, his fingers drumming absentmindedly as he glanced over at his passenger—his best friend, someone who had been by his side since they were kids.
While Lando had built a reputation for himself as a playboy—charming, confident, and always with a new girl on his arm—you were the complete opposite. Introverted, quiet, and shy. But that’s what made your friendship so special. You balanced each other out.
Today, though, something felt a little different. Maybe it was the car, the air of freedom and luxury it represented, or maybe it was the conversation you were having that shifted the mood. Either way, the usual playful banter between the two of you had taken a slightly more serious turn.
“So, who’s the flavor of the week this time?” you teased, your voice light but carrying a hint of genuine curiosity as you shifted in the leather seat.
Lando chuckled, a low, throaty sound that seemed to vibrate through the car. “Not sure yet. You know how it is,” he replied with a smirk, his eyes never leaving the road.
You rolled your eyes, but there was no judgment in your expression. “Yeah, I know exactly how it is. You with some random girl, one night, maybe two if she’s lucky, and then you’re off to the next. It’s like you’re collecting trophies or something.”
He shrugged. “It’s not that bad. I’m just… having fun. Life’s short, you know?”
You snorted softly. “For you, maybe. I can’t even imagine doing that. Just… being with someone like that, without any meaning. Doesn’t it get old?”
Lando raised an eyebrow, finally glancing over at you. “Why, you thinking about trying it out?” he teased, though his tone carried a hint of something deeper, something that wasn’t quite a joke.
Your face flushed, and you quickly turned to look out the window, trying to hide the sudden rush of heat that crept up your neck. “No,” you muttered, “I’m not like that.”
Silence filled the car for a moment, the hum of the engine the only sound between you. Lando’s eyes flickered back to the road, but his expression was thoughtful now, less playful than usual. “You don’t always have to be so… sweet, you know,” he said after a beat, his voice quieter, almost serious. “It’s okay to let loose sometimes. It doesn’t make you any less… you.”
You blinked, surprised by his words. He wasn’t wrong; you were the “sweet” one, the one who always cared too much, worried too much. But hearing Lando say it so bluntly made you feel strangely vulnerable, like he could see right through your carefully crafted exterior.
“Yeah, well, I’m not the one who’s constantly in the tabloids for having one-night stands with half the population,” you shot back, the words harsher than you intended.
Lando laughed, though there was a sharpness to it. “Touché. But you know, it’s not as glamorous as people make it out to be.”
You frowned, turning back to him. “What do you mean? You always seem like you’re having the time of your life.”
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, it’s fun, I guess. But it’s not… real, you know? It’s just… I don’t know. It’s easy. I’m used to it.”
For a moment, you didn’t know what to say. You had never heard him talk like this before, so openly about the lifestyle he had embraced. It wasn’t like him to get deep, not about this.
“Then why do you keep doing it?” you asked quietly.
Lando glanced at you, and for the first time, you saw something different in his eyes. Something almost… uncertain.
“Because it’s easier than thinking about what I really want,” he said softly.
The words hung in the air between you, heavy and loaded with meaning. You swallowed, unsure of how to respond, your heart suddenly racing for reasons you couldn’t quite explain.
“What do you mean?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.
Lando didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled the car off the main road, slowing down as he drove into a secluded spot overlooking a lake. The car came to a stop, and the silence that followed was deafening. He turned off the engine, and the two of you sat there, the tension in the air thick and palpable.
“I mean…” Lando began, his voice low, almost hesitant, “I’ve been with a lot of girls, sure. But none of them were ever you.”
Your breath hitched in your throat. “What?”
He turned in his seat to face you fully, his expression serious now, his usual cocky smirk replaced by something softer, more vulnerable. “You. You’re different. You always have been.”
Your mind was racing, trying to process his words, but all you could focus on was the way he was looking at you—like you were the only thing in the world that mattered.
“But we’re… friends,” you stammered, your voice shaky.
“I know,” Lando said, his gaze never leaving yours. “And that’s why I’ve never said anything before. But… I don’t know. Lately, it feels like things have changed. Like maybe we’ve changed.”
You didn’t know what to say. You had always been close to Lando, but you had never let yourself think about him like that. He was Lando—the charismatic, carefree playboy who was always with someone else. But now, sitting here in the quiet of his car, it was hard to ignore the way your heart was pounding in your chest, the way his words made your stomach flip.
“I…” you started, but you didn’t know how to finish the sentence.
Lando leaned closer, his hand coming to rest on the edge of your seat, his eyes searching yours for some kind of answer, some kind of sign. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. “And I will.”
But you didn’t tell him to stop. You couldn’t.
Instead, you leaned in, closing the distance between you, your lips meeting his in a soft, tentative kiss. It was slow at first, hesitant, like neither of you were quite sure if this was really happening. But then something shifted. The kiss deepened, and suddenly it was like everything that had been simmering under the surface for years had finally come to a head.
Lando’s hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you closer as his lips moved against yours with more urgency. You could feel the heat of his body, the way his heart was racing just as fast as yours. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, and before you knew it, you were climbing over the center console, straddling him as the kiss grew more heated, more desperate.
You had never done anything like this before—never been this close to someone, never let yourself be this vulnerable. But with Lando, it felt… right. Like this was exactly where you were meant to be.
His hands roamed over your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. You gasped as he kissed a trail down your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “Lando,” you whispered, your voice trembling with a mix of nerves and anticipation.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark and intense as he looked up at you. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice rough, barely controlled.
You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. “Yes.”
The next few moments were a blur of tangled limbs and heated kisses, the world outside the car fading into nothing as you lost yourself in him, in the way he made you feel. It wasn’t rushed or careless like you had imagined his one-night stands might be. It was slow, deliberate, and full of a kind of intensity you had never experienced before.
And then, just as quickly as it had started, it was over. You found yourself lying in his arms, the cool leather of the seat beneath you, your breathing still ragged as you tried to make sense of what had just happened.
Lando’s hand stroked your hair gently, his touch comforting, grounding. “You okay?” he asked softly, his voice full of concern.
You nodded, snuggling closer to him. “Yeah,” you whispered. “I’m okay.”
For a long time, neither of you spoke. The sun had begun to set, casting a golden glow over the lake, and the quiet between you was no longer filled with tension, but with a kind of contentment you hadn’t expected.
Finally, Lando broke the silence. “You know… I didn’t plan for this to happen,” he said, his voice low. “But I’m glad it did.”
You smiled softly, your fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. “Me too.”
He shifted beneath you, turning slightly so he could look down at you. “So… what does this mean for us?”
You thought about it for a moment, your mind still spinning from everything that had just happened. But when you looked up into his eyes, you knew the answer.
“It means… maybe we’ve changed,” you said quietly, echoing his words from earlier.
Lando smiled, a real, genuine smile that made your heart
skip a beat. He cupped your cheek gently, his thumb brushing against your skin in a way that made your stomach flutter.
“I guess we have,” he murmured, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. It was such a simple gesture, but it held a weight of everything unspoken between you. Years of friendship, of shared memories, of teasing and laughter—all of it led to this moment. The line you’d been dancing on for so long had finally blurred, and neither of you could deny it anymore.
For a while, you just lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, basking in the comfortable silence that followed. The world outside the car seemed distant, irrelevant. It was just you and Lando now, and that felt right.
Eventually, though, the practicalities of life started to creep back in, and you couldn’t ignore them forever. You shifted slightly, sitting up in the seat, the reality of what had just happened slowly settling in.
“So… what now?” you asked, your voice quiet, as if speaking too loudly would break the fragile newness of what had just formed between you.
Lando sat up too, his hand still resting on your thigh, a small, reassuring gesture. He looked at you thoughtfully, as if considering his words carefully. “I don’t want this to be some random, one-time thing,” he said slowly, his voice steady. “You’re not like those girls. You’ve never been. I don’t want to screw this up.”
You smiled softly, feeling your heart swell at his words. “I don’t want that either,” you admitted. “I’ve never thought of us like this before… but now, I can’t imagine it any other way.”
His eyes softened as he leaned in to kiss you again, this time slower, more tender, as if sealing the promise between you. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath warm on your lips.
“I’ve liked you for a long time,” Lando confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just didn’t know how to say it.”
Your heart skipped again, but this time it wasn’t from nerves—it was from the overwhelming realization that you felt the same way. Maybe you’d always felt it, buried somewhere deep down.
“I think I’ve always liked you too,” you admitted, your cheeks flushing slightly at the confession.
Lando’s smile widened, his eyes lighting up with a mixture of relief and joy. “Good. Because I’m not letting you get away now.”
You laughed, the sound light and easy, and for the first time in a long while, everything felt simple. No more games, no more hiding behind jokes or casual flings. Just you and Lando, finally facing what had been there all along.
The sun was almost set now, casting a soft orange glow over the lake as the two of you sat there, side by side, in the quiet of the Porsche. The future felt uncertain in the best way possible, full of possibilities and new beginnings.
Lando gave your hand a squeeze, pulling you out of your thoughts. “You know,” he said, a teasing glint in his eye, “I think this Porsche might be my new lucky charm.”
You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips. “Of course you would say that.”
He grinned, that familiar cocky smile back in full force, but this time it was softened by something else—something deeper, more real. “Come on, let’s get out of here. I’ll take you home. But tomorrow… maybe we can go for another drive?”
You nodded, your heart light as you leaned over to kiss him one more time. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
As Lando started the car and pulled back onto the road, you couldn’t help but glance over at him, your best friend—your something more now—and feel grateful for every twist and turn that had led you here.
And as the Porsche sped down the road, the two of you heading into an uncertain future, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning.
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*:・゚ Notes; thank you for reading, love’s! Hope you all enjoyed it! If there is something wrong or need to be edited, let me know!
#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 x you#formula 1#formula one x reader#formula one x you#lando norris#lando norris fanfic#lando norris fic#lando norris fluff#lando norris imagine#f1 fluff#lando norris x reader#formula one#lando norris x y/n#lando norris x you#lando x reader#f1#lando x y/n#lando x you#lando imagine#lando norizz#lando nowins#f1 x female reader#f1 x y/n#formula racing#porsche#new cars
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18+MNDI
Thinking about Frat!Rafe and his frat bros having a car wash, not because they need money, no, it’s all just one big real life thirst trap. Their rich dad’s fund the frat so they’re absolutely going to just use the money on more beer. He begs you to come by because you’re “the only girl he wants to see there” and it doesn’t hurt that he can flex his hot girlfriend and the nice car he bought you on his bros.
“Rafe, you literally took my car through the car wash yesterday.”
“So? Don’t you wanna see me all soapy and wet, baby?”
So of course you end up going. You put on a slutty little outfit because if you’re going to go, you’re going to look hot. When you pull up next to him he smirks at you, his hair is slicked back from being wet, and his bare chest is glistening in the sun, little droplets of soap and water dripping down his abdomen. He runs over to your little car, leaning down to look at you, tapping his finger on your window. You roll your eyes as you roll it down.
“There’s my girl, gimme kiss.” He has to practically fold himself in half to push his head into the window, he takes your face in his hands and presses his lips against yours. When he pulls back, eyes roam the little pink top that accentuates your tits perfectly and the matching little pink skirt that’s ridden up your thighs while you were driving. “Damn baby, this all for me?”
“Always for you, daddy. Now chop, chop, wash my car.” You snap your fingers at him, sending him a wink before rolling your window up.
And wash your car he does. He makes a whole scene of it, pressing his swim trunk covered cock against the drivers window while he soaps up the roof, laying practically his whole body across your windshield, his soap slick abs on full display against the glass. He draws little hearts in the soap, blowing you kisses, sending you those fucking smirks that drive you crazy. When he’s done, he pulls open your door, practically ripping you from the drivers seat.
“You didn’t think I was gonna let you come here and not get my hands on you, did you?” One of his large hands laces through your hair while the other grabs your hip, pressing your back against your wet car before crashing his lips against yours. It’s a hungry kiss, all tongues and teeth. His brothers whoop and cheer around you but you don’t even care because he feels so good. “Now chop, chop, baby, run along. I’ll see your cute little ass later.”
He pats your ass twice before pulling away from you, opening your door for you and walking away, leaving you breathless and wet in more ways than one.
#idk I saw a tiktok of a frat car wash and this happened#rafe#rafe Cameron#rafe concepts#rafe Cameron blurb#rafe Cameron x reader#rafe cameron concepts#rafe obx#rafe outer banks#rafe x reader#rafe imagine#frat!rafe#divider by me
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BED CHEM.
pairing: lando norris x reader
genre: fluff, smau
warnings: one comment abt y/n hate if your squint, lando being hormonal (again), usersix being a real one
faceclaim: me!
disclaimer: most photos are either mine or from pinterest
notes: thank you @whatintheformula1 for giving me the confidence to post this! hope you like it lovely! 😘
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yourusername fly me out to monaco
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userone oh my god y/n in her monaco arc YES PLEASE
usertwo someone take her to the monaco grand prix ↳ userfour its the monaco gwand prix! i never miss the monaco gwand prix!!
userthree lando in the likes 🤨
userfive WHY IS SHE UPSIDE DOWN 😭😭
landonorris
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landonorris i have a spare ticket if you wanna fly down 😉
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usersix IS THIS IN RESPONSE TO Y/N'S POST??? ↳ userseven HOLY SHIT I THINK IT IS ↳ usersix AHHHH DREAM COUPLE
maxfewtrell lando, sweetie, let's put your shirt back on, okay? 🥰 ↳ landonorris stop gentle parenting me fucker ↳ maxfewtrell i understand that putting your shirt on gives you some negative feelings 🥰 ↳ landonorris STOP IT
usereight if she doesn't take it i will
usernine i preferred magui over that y/n girl ↳ usersix GET OUT 👉👉👉
yourusername song added: bed chem - sabrina carpenter
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username who's the cute boy with the white jacket and the thick accent like...
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riabish GORGEOUS GORGEOUS GIRL ↳ yourusername RAHHHH LOVE YOU ❤
usersix I CALLED IT
userten IT'S HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM ‼️‼️
maxfewtrell you flatter me nova ↳ landonorris GO AWAY MATE
mclaren you can take him if you like, he's on his last strike with our pr team ↳ yourusername HA bet ↳ usereleven BET??? Y/N WHAT
yourusername added to their story.
text: the gyms over here are 😮💨
landonorris replied to your story: so bbg core
yourusername: get out
landonorris: NO STOP DON'T LOCK THE DOOR landonorris: Y/N DONT LOCK ME OUTSIDE
landonorris: Y/N
landonorris
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landonorris where art thou? why not uponeth me?
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mclaren sigh... i'm gonna pretend i never saw this post lando. ↳ yourusername poor admin
usersix proud child of my parents
usertwelve NEW WAG ALERT!!
yourusername 😘 ↳ landonorris ❤
lilymhe lando i'm gonna steal ur girl ↳ alex_albon girl what ↳ yourusername YIPEE!! ↳ landonorris y/n no.
#f1#x y/n#f1 x reader#lando norris x reader#fanfiction#lando norris#race#cars#f1 imagine#monaco#smau#lando smau#lando norris smau#lando norris fanfic#lando norris social media au#lando norris fluff#lando norris imagine#lando norris smut
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Not mine-found on Pinterest
#formula 1#f1 fic#f1 imagine#G#f1#f1blr#f1 x reader#f1 x you#f1 x female reader#f1 social media au#f1 smau#f1 scenario#f1 instagram au#f1 grid x reader#f1 fake texts#f1 fanfic#f1 fanfiction#f1 fluff#f1 one shot#mclaren formula 1#mclaren formula one#gossip girl#f1 gossip#race car
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(A small comic gift for you Relativity Falls AU!)
I don't know what was going through my head, but instead of Mason (Mabel) having a car like Grunkle Stan does,(s)he uses the golf cart. (It's a stupid concept)
OOOOUGH THIS IS SO SILLY CUTE THANK YOU!! 🥹💥💥💥
IM LOOKING SO HARD AT THIS 💛💛💛
#I do think she should absolutely be using that golf cart like all the time but I do think she has a car but DEFINITELY not the El Diablo lo#I can imagine her getting a 1968 Mini Mk2 for her birthday (like her sweet 16) and NEVER getting rid of it#when Dipper comes back you know his ass is gonna be using that golf cart so much it might as well be his car 💥💥💥#relativity falls#relativity falls au#gravity falls#gravity falls au#mabel pines#stanley pines#stanford pines#young stanley pines#young stanford pines#FANART FOR MEEEE :]
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Doing the dailies
#kinzblr#webkinz#tooth.psd#art#thats my sona btw#imagine being in the car with your lil kinzies and then going to the mall with them is a multiweek process
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Mav with a dog, requested by @waistcoat35 ! I felt like he would own an Aussie (a sort of high energy dog that would match him)--that, or a very old, round lab that wandered around the hangar :)
#tgm#top gun maverick#top gun#top gun fanart#pete mitchell#pete maverick mitchell#dog#loosely based off my older sister's australian shepherd whom i love SO MUCH!#and also my family used to race/build racecars so there's this old Sunoco where i get my car inspected that's owned by my dad's two old#racing buddies and they have a shop dog who's an old chubby lab and he just sleeps by the machinery and wanders around and i imagined mav's#dog might do that around his little hangar where he works on his plane :)#art#illustration#digital art#fanart#artists on tumblr#clip studio paint#csp#drawing#request#tom cruise
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hope you feel better soon!
I am riddled with ailments, but I stay silly!
#ask#non mdzs#My health journey has been: Hernia -> acid reflux -> Vocal pain due to aforementioned reflux -> chest infection.#I'm terrified to know what's about to hit me next. Please let it be something kind. PLEASE.#The consequence of living with linguists is that you'll wake up with a wacked up voice -#suddenly you're sitting you down in front of a program called something like Praat having your shimmer and jitter levels calibrated.#They gave me a GRBAS of 33012. I have a fun thing called a pitch break where a whole octave just does not exist.#My vocal pain was bad enough I ended up seeing a speech pathologist and that whole experience was super neat!#I learnt a lot about voice - to be honest I might make a little comic on it after some more research. Fascinating stuff.#For example; your mental perception of our voice modulates the muscles of the vocal folds and larynx.#meaning that when you do have changes (inflammation = more mass = lower frequency)#your brain automatically attempts to correct it to what it 'should sound like'. Leading to a lot more vocal strain and damage!#And it gets really interesting for trans voice care as well - because the mental perception of one's voice isn't based on an existing sampl#So a good chunk of trans voice training is also done with the idea of finding one's voice and retraining the brain to accept it. Neat!#Parkinsonial Voice also has this perception to musculature link! The perception is that they are talking at a loud/normal volume#but the actual voice is quite breathy and weak. So vocal training works on practicing putting more effort into the voice#and retraining the brain to accept the 'loud' voice as 'normal'.#Isn't the human body fascinating?#Anyhow; Now I have vocal exercises and strategies to reduce strain and promote healing.#Which is a lot better than my previous strategy of yelling AAAH in my car until my 'voice smoothed out'.#You can imagine the horror on the speech path's face. I am an informed creature now.#I'm my own little lab rat now. I love learning and researching. Welcome to my tag lab. Class is dismissed.#I'll be back later with a few more answered asks </3 despite everything I'm still going to work and I need the extra sleep.#Thank you for the well wishes! And if you read all of that info dump; thank you for that as well!
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