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httpslexii · 1 year ago
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₊ ๑ ˗ˏˋMasterlist:)
༉‧₊˚. Foolish
nothing yet
༉‧₊˚. Sapnap
Sapnap nsfw hc's
Accidentally giving the dteam a boner
༉‧₊˚. Dream
Accidentally giving the dteam a boner
༉‧₊˚. George
Accidentally giving the dteam a boner
༉‧₊˚. Karl
nothing yet
༉‧₊˚. Slime
nothing yet
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deadqueerboys · 6 months ago
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dteam top plzzz on my knees 🛐🛐
Dteam n/sfw list!!
I will keep adding more!
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Dream
Toy.
Lace.
Out.
While he plays manhunt.
On his desk.
Fingering.
More fingers.
Sapnap
Boobs.
Inside.
Slapping.
Inside the car.
Sunlight.
On his office.
George
Trying something new.
Mouth.
Sweet and soft.
Hand and hole.
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marvelwitchergilmore · 1 year ago
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Freak Like Them
Summary: Anthony Lockwood x Fe!Reader -> You haven't spoke to your parents in years, and have never once mentioned them. One day, they decided to come and see you.
Disclaimer: This is more of a Lockwood and Co Platonic thing though I guess something could be shown as 'romantic'...kinda. Not proof read. Terrible parents, abandonment, shitty parents though some 'redeemed'. Swearing, angst, tears, found family kinda stuff.
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You had been frantically running about all day, cleaning. 
Whilst Lucy (tried) to eat her toast in peace, there you were, cloth in hand, taking her unfinished plate from her. 
“Hey!”
Lucy watched you for a further moment before saying; “Do you mind?”
“Can’t have a mess. They’ll already find things to comment on.”
“They?”
“Do you know who she’s talking about?” 
“No clue.”
“When did she even wake up?” George asked whilst himself, Lockwood and Lucy watched as you cleaned yet another already clean kitchen countertop. 
“5, I think. She was up before me.” Lockwood stated. 
You had actually been awake since 4, but figured you better start cleaning from 5. It gave you time to wake up, get ready and make sure the whole house was spotless before they came. 
“Also, who’s they?”
“They?”
“She said, ‘they’ didn’t she?” Lucy asked, leaning into the duo. 
“They are my parents.”
“What?”
“My parents.” you stopped for a moment to look at all three of them huddled together at the end of the table. “They called me last week saying they were coming down for a visit. Only, I completely forgot until last night and now nothing is clean and I don’t know what to do to avoid them saying something.”
“But I thought your parents didn’t like you being-”
“An Agent?” you finished Lockwood’s question. “They didn’t. Probably still don’t. I get a postcard from them every year but other than that, I don’t hear from them. And then, out of the blue they called.”
“And you forgot?”
“Well,” you sighed, looking at George. “I was a little busy trying to stop you three from committing an accidental murder in the Winkleman case last week.”
George remained silent. 
“Either way, they’re coming today and I still haven’t finished-”
Lockwood stated your name. “The house is spotless. In fact, it hasn’t been this clean…ever.”
“I know, but I just need today to go well.”
“Why?” George asked, before realising he probably should have remained silent in his questioning. 
George and Lucy didn’t know much about your parents, just that you had to have some somewhere. Lockwood knew a little more, but still not much. He knew why you came to London all those years ago. He knew why you left them and why they told you to leave, but other than that, he knew nothing more. 
You refused to talk about them. 
Anytime family came up in a conversation, you’d steer the conversation onto another topic or deflect it onto somebody else. You’d do it subtly but the others were slowly picking up on it. 
“Please,” you begged. “Just…help me make sure today goes well and then they’ll go home and we can get back to normal.”
Neither of the trio knew what they were getting themselves in for when it came to your parents, and it would be too late for them to escape by the time they turned up at the front door. 
George had made dinner that night, making sure to follow the recipe you gave him, to a T. Especially since it was your parents’ favourite meal and if he did it well, which you doubted he wouldn’t, then they would accept George and be kind with him. 
That just left trying to get Lucy and Lockwood on their good side. 
So, when the doorbell rang, Lockwood greeted them at the door, offering to take their coats. 
Your mother thanked him and mentioned to her husband, your father, how kind he was. 
So Lockwood was in their good books so far, until…
“Ah, my dear.”
Your mother spotted you as you came out of the kitchen and into the hallway. She took both of your hands in hers and kissed the air around your cheeks. 
“Couldn’t greet us yourself?”
“Sorry, mum. I was just-”
“Nevermind. There’s always another chance. Are those-”
“Garlic potatoes? Yes. I gave George the recipe. He’s an amazing cook.”
“So are you, dear.” your mother told you. “I should know. I paid for the lessons.”
You could do nothing more than smile and nod before looking at your dad. “Hi, dad.”
“Munchkin, how is my little girl?”
“Goo-”
“She’s well, dear. Can’t you see? Nevermind that. Show us around. We’d like to see how our daughter is surviving after all.”
Your mother forced her way into the living room, your dad following her call whilst you remained outside the room for a short moment to take a breath. 
“Are you-”
You nodded quickly at Lockwood, “I’m fine. Can you help Lucy finish the table?”
Lockwood nodded, his gaze wandering into the living room for a second before giving you a slight smile and heading into the kitchen. 
Letting go of your forced breath, you entered the living room to find your mother judging every corner she could of the room. 
“For London, I would have thought the rooms would be bigger.”
“Well, they are. We’ve just rearranged the furniture to make it cosier for the colder months.”
“And how long do you spend the day being lazy here.”
“Well, we’re not actually in here all that-”
“No need to lie to your mother, dear. I know you can be hard working when you want to be, but I also know children your age.”
Your mother wandered over to the fireplace before rubbing her finger over the top of it. 
She hummed, and not in a good way. It was more…disappointment. 
“You haven’t polished, I see. I can see now where we come on your scale of importance.”
“Mum, listen-”
“Would anyone like anything to drink?” 
You made a mental note to hug Lucy as tight as you possibly could, later. 
Your mother’s face lit up. “Oh, my goodness. You must be Miss Carlyle. I have heard so much about you. All from the papers, of course. Our daughter tells us nothing. Aren’t you much prettier in person? Perhaps one day you girls can have a talk over make-up. Perhaps you could teach my daughter a couple of things about presentability.”
Lucy didn’t know how to respond. 
Usually, she’d fire back a snarky comment, but this was your mother. 
And only now was she beginning to understand the reasons why you didn’t talk about them all that much. 
Lockwood appeared behind Lucy for a moment. “Dinner is ready, if you’d like to take a seat in the kitchen.”
Your mother smiled at Lockwood and dropped Lucy’s hands. 
“That will be wonderful, Son.” your father replied before all five of you made your way into the kitchen to see George. 
The food was plated up perfectly, everything smelled just like how it did at home. 
“Mismatched plates, how very…cute.”
You knew your mother didn’t mean that as a compliment. 
“This all looks lovely, George.” your father told him before digging in. “My god! The potatoes, how did you-”
“I added a little bit of milk along with some spices left over from the chicken.”
Your father began telling your mother about how they should try and cook it like that when they got home, but your mother was more focused on you and your fellow Agents.
“So, tell me Lucy. When did you become an Agent?”
“W-When I was…eight…I think?”
“I remember the papers. It was awful what happened to those children. But that wasn’t your fault.”
Lucy didn’t know what to say, other than to nod and say an awkward, “Thank you.”
“Mum, can we please not talk about this?”
“I’m only asking a question, dear. Don’t attack me because you don’t like me wanting to get to know your friends.”
“I wasn’t-”
“Don’t talk back, dear. You know how I feel about you talking back.”
The room went silent for a moment before your father coughed and looked at you. 
“How has the life of an Agent been treating you? I’m sure you’ve all got some strange stories you’d like to tell?”
“Dear, she just said she didn’t feel like talking about it.”
“No, it’s okay.” you felt a little spark of joy when hearing your father wish to talk about your job. 
“Oh, so he can talk about it, but I can’t? Well,” your mother threw down her fork. “All I wanted was to spend time with my daughter and her friends and now suddenly I’m the villain but he’s the saint for asking questions.”
“Mum, I never-”
“I have a story!” George piped up. 
All eyes turned to him and he swallowed nervously before telling his story about a case you were all working on a few months ago. 
By the end of the story, you could have sworn your dad had pride in his eyes when looking at you. 
Your mother, however, was a different case entirely. 
“So you just went after them like that?”
“I was saf-”
“If they ran into a burning building, would you follow them? I understand you wish to prove yourself, but didn’t you have a good job there?”
You nodded. “I did, but I-”
“She’s happy now,” your father tried to explain lovingly. “And that’s all that matters-”
“Yes, yes, Dear. So, Anthony, tell me about yourself.”
The following 40 minutes passed in a similar fashion. Your mother asking questions, people answering and then her making a comment about you. Then, your father tried his best to support you. 
Even if he didn’t support you when you decided to move to London to join Lockwood and Co, he was supporting you now. He seemed proud, even. But your mother didn’t. 
“Did I tell you the story about when she decided she wanted to be an agent?”
You worried but continued to smile. It started out like a nice story. 
“She was 14, and just got home from her maths tutors. I paid in full too, so no refund either.”
Oh, no.
“Dear, perhaps we don’t have to-” your father tried interrupting but it was no use. Your mother carried on and so, your father placed his hand gently on your arm whilst your focus remained on your mother, however your other hand found his and gave it a gentle squeeze. 
This didn’t go unnoticed by the trio who then endured the story your mother told everyone. 
“Can you believe that, my little girl, deciding to become an Agent instead of seaking her talents in-”
“Why don’t we move onto dessert?” your father announced, turning his attention to George who seemed to visibly give a sigh of relief. 
“Yes, Lucy will you-”
“On it.”
Lucy led everyone into the living room with Lockwood, although yourself and your dad held back for a moment. 
“I’m so sorry, Munchkin. I told her not to-”
“It’s okay, dad.”
“It’s-”
You took his hand on your arm again. “It’s okay, dad.”
As your dad followed Lucy and Lockwood and your mother into the living room, you let out a controlled breath and beside you, you saw a beer bottle. 
“Not yet. If she smells it on me, she’ll hit the roof.”
“Maybe it will get her out quicker.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
You remained still, your gaze fixed on the door. “No. But it can’t be that long until she leaves. Keep that on ice for me?”
“In the hidden corner of the fridge already.”
“Thanks, George.”
Being careful of your steps, you made your way into the living room where you found your mother in the middle of another story. 
Lucy was pouring your dad a drink meanwhile, Lockwood looked at you for a moment, giving a silent questioning look. 
“Are you okay?” 
You gave a small nod and sat on the arm of the chair beside your dad, listening to another story that your mother told people. All that flashed across your mind was the amount of times you cried yourself to sleep in the nights after a dinner party where she provided people with evidence of what a disappointment you were to her then. 
God only knows what she tells them now. 
“Oh, please, tell me how my dear daughter is working in your fine establishment?” your mother asked, sitting on the edge of her seat. “And don’t worry, I know she’s not perfect. You can be honest in your review.”
Lockwood stuttered for a moment, understanding full well that when your mother said “she’s not perfect”, she didn’t mean it to be everyone is imperfect but rather you were…terrible. 
“She’s doing very well. She’s one of the best…any of us have ever worked with.”
“You’re kidding! Oh, my dear.” your mother was laughing, with tears. “Oh, how cute. Dear, did you pay him to say that?”
“Wait a minute-” Lockwood was about to say something but then your mother looked at her watch. 
“It’s getting late, we should go. Come on, dear.”
Your mother stood and thanked everyone, not once making eye-contact with you, before ushering her husband into the hallway. 
“What the-”
“Not yet, Luce.” you whispered. 
However, as you stood and walked down the hall, you saw your mother fussing over your father’s coat whilst he tried to stop her. 
“What’s going on?”
Something in your gut told you what she was fussing over wasn’t his coat, but rather something she would get off her chest and your father was trying to stop her. 
“Nothing, Munchkin.”
“We think you should come home.”
Lockwood, Lucy and George sprang into the hall when they heard your mother. 
“What?”
“Just until you get better.”
“Better?”
“Clearly you paid Mr Lockwood to say that about you. I am your mother after all, I should know when your boss is lying.”
“I wasn’t-”
“Why should I come home? This. This place. This is my home. It’s been more of my home than a house with you has ever been.”
“No need to be spiteful, dear.”
“Just stop it!”
“See, look, she’s making me the villain again-”
“Enough!” you shouted out. “Can’t you see I’m happy here? I love my job and I love these people. I understand you don’t like the fact that you can’t say to your friends that I’m some fancy accountant doing peoples taxes until three o’clock in the morning, but it should be enough for you that I am happy. I am doing a job I love and I have people that I love.”
“I told you she was happy-”
“How can she be? She’s going to be a freak, just like the rest of them!”
“That is enough!” your dad raised his voice. “She has a point. It should be enough that she’s happy and she’s in a job she loves. Maybe we didn’t agree in the beginning, but it wasn’t something worth losing our daughter over! And she’s not a freak. These children are not freaks. They are talented, incredible human beings who shouldn’t have been brought into a world of fear, but are making the most of life all the same. I don’t care what she does. What I care about is knowing who she is. What I care about is if she is happy. Not if your friends and their old minds are satisfied over the stories you tell them. We haven’t seen her in almost three years and you can’t take a few hours to be kind and proud of her! I am not going another three years without seeing our daughter.”
“So what are you saying? Are you staying here?”
“I’m saying either realise what you could lose, or I leave.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Either change or I leave. And I move down here with her and we don’t see you ever again.” your father looked back to you where he found you looking at him with tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Munchkin. It should have taken me this long.” he turned back to your mother. “She was brave enough to make the choice three years ago, and now I’m making it, too. So?”
You and your father waited, watching as your mother stood shocked at your father’s words before turning to look at you. 
“You’ll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But you will.”
“No, I won’t.”
Then she turned back to your father. “I’ll be at Janice’s if you need me.”
“Goodbye, Dear.”
Your mother did nothing other than turn around and close the door behind her. 
“I’m so sorry, Munchkin. I should have said something sooner. Much, much sooner.”
“It’s alright.”
“It’s not. But I will spend the rest of my days trying to make it up to you.”
“Are you really sure you want to live in London?”
Your father paused for a split second. “Maybe a few minutes outside of London.”
You laughed a little, and so did he. “I’m getting a little too old for city life.”
You stood, looking at him for a moment before hugging him. “Thank you.”
“I love you, Munchkin. And I am sorry.”
“I love you, too.”
The following fifteen minutes were spent trying to get your father to consider staying for the night, but he eventually convinced you that he would be okay in a local hotel room - especially since he had a discount from work. 
As the door closed behind him, you locked it shut and as you turned around, Lucy came running over and hugged you. 
“It’s a shit deal.”
“Thanks, Luce. Please tell me George has my beer-”
“Right here.”
“You’re an angel.”
“Was she always like that?” Lockwood asked. 
You swallowed your beer with a nod. “It was a little easier in the beginning, but…yeah. Always.”
“Anyone for donuts?” George asked when a short moment came over all of you. 
“Yes.”
“Please.”
As Geroge and Lucy left towards the kitchen, Lockwood pulled you back. 
“Are you sure you’re okay? Because that was…”
You touched his hand that loosely held yours. “I’m okay.”
Lockwood looked like he wished to say something more, so you waited. 
“If…if there comes a day, when you’re not. Promise you’ll come to me? That you’ll talk to me.”
“I promise, Lockwood.”
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eml0tz · 2 years ago
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helloo!!
i’m really craving some george headcannons rn. preferably dom!george because most writers make him out to be this bratty whiny sub and for one- i don’t really see him as a sub and for two- i really would like to see your take on dom!george :)
thanks for reading and have a wonderful day/night :)
OFCC!!! i love dom george :))))) (once again sorry if this took long i forget to check my inbox and i was working on this then i lost it i hope you have a good day/night too :)
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smut & fluff undercut
Dom!George head cannons
fluff
he is big spoon
arm around your waist to move past you 😵‍💫
arm around your waist just for funsies
new banter pody with Austin HE LOVES HUGGING YOU
cuddles all day
lazy bed days :((
showers together
smut
‘darling’ i tried it in my british accent and it’s awful but imagine george
heavy breathing 😵‍💫
i feel like he loves boobs like whenever he’s asked he gets nervous but that’s bcs he hides how much he loves them
he loves them so much yous only have sex where he can see your boobs or feel them
missionary mostly so he can pound into you so your boobies jiggle
and cowgirl but instead of you riding he just pounds from underneath
but he also likes reverse cowgirl so he can feel your waist and your tits
BUT BU TBU HE FUCKS YOU WHILST YOUS SPOON BCS HES TIRED :((
no anal!!!! he doesn’t want you uncomfortable
he loves how tight your pussy gets
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idonthaveacontract · 10 months ago
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mad men self improvement george weasley x reader
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nikaizkool · 2 years ago
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I feel like sapnap or George would be a sadist
They’d both enjoy the power given to them and take it to they’re advantage, choking you, knife play, etc. I feel like when your cumming sapnap would hit you lightly in the face (like when someone’s falling asleep) and kiss you. While George on the other hand would just kiss you mumbling sweet praises to you “that’s a good girl” “good job dear”
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damngirlwhat · 7 months ago
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GUYS I NEED HELPPPPP LITERALLY THAT WOMAN CUT MY HAIR SO SO SO BAD IM CRYING LITERALLY. THIS ISNT EMO IDK WHAT THIS IS BUT IT LOOKS SO DAMN BADDDDD AND LIKE I WENT TO THIS WOMAN BEFORE AND SHE CUT MY HAIR THE RIGHT WAY BUT IDK WHAT HAPPENED TODAY BUT IM CRYING SO BAD OML
Please help me like rn because the bangs are WAY too short they are like minibangs but WORSE and idkhow to explain it but like she cutted my hair in random places and it makes my head look like a square and idk what to do help me please I have to sing somewhere on Friday and no way I'm going like this.
I GOT IT TO LOOK SOMEWHAT GOOD!!!!! :DDDDDD LIKE IM SO HAPPYYYYYY
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iheartmysun · 11 months ago
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If it wasn't already obvious, I absolutely love friends to lovers :')
I've worried previously if that could become annoying, but why should I even be concerned about that??? I'm just doing this for fun, and if I've learned anything, it's that there's always going to be at least 1 person who enjoys what you create.
so yes, I will be completely self-indulgent in all of the stuff that I write 🙏 because why not 🧘‍♀️
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httpslexii · 1 year ago
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✧・゚: *✧・゚:*⋆·˚ ༘ *⋆.ೃ࿔*:: *✧・゚:*⋆·˚*⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
Hi my name is Lexi my pronouns are she/her :)
I get the idea that I want to start writing for the dsmp and others, if you have ideas for more fandoms I could write for, feel free to suggest them!
˗ˏˋ‧₊˚Rules and boundaries
I do not mind if minors read my work but you have been warned.
I will write fluff, angst and smut, other types too but they are the principals:)
Who I will write for:
Foolish
Sapnap
Dream
George
Karl
Slimecicle
I no longer write for Quackity, and i do not write about Wilbur for the right reasons.
⋆·˚ ༘ * Masterlist
⋆·˚ ༘ * Discord:)
You can feel free to send me request or talk with me I love talking lmao.
Thats all have a nice day :D
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deadqueerboys · 8 months ago
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Free Small Headcanons
Random, gay/straight smut.
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Sapnap;
Sapnap has a daddy kink bc boy is traumatized as fuck 😭
He likes to grab your hair and make you deep throat him even if you're not ready for his length.
Not only cares about his pleasure, our man here is a great pussy eater. (But awful cock sucker).
He loves to see how much of him you can take so he adds slowly one by one, finger by finger and even his cock inside you to see how much you can take.
Sapnap have already tried with boys but God you need to have patience and teach him a lot of stuff.
Dream;
Oblivious great dick sucker!
Has a special place where he likes to fuck you calmly and with all his time.
Soft dom.
Loves to see you begging and love to overstimulate you.
Dream has big hands and oh lord I just wish they were around my neck or slapping my thighs.
THE AUDHD URGE TO HAVE COMFY STUFF AROUND HIM.
George;
It's a little picky while taking about sex, he needs a place, time and clothes that make him comfortable (even if he's going to take them off later).
Rather be a top than a bottom but we know it ain't going to happen.
Doesn't mind oral, but it's not his favorite.
He likes rough sex and making you pull his hair, but in reality, he's the one who ends up all messed up and wet.
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female1-f1 · 1 year ago
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Seychelle de Vries led a surprisingly private existence despite dating one of the most intelligent young drivers in the Formula
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raekensluver · 4 months ago
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ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 ˎˊ˗
hiii! since it's getting close to october- that means kinktober season! this is my first ever kinktober event, so don't be too mean to me...stay alert for updates! if you want to be apart of my taglist for this event- reply down below!
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ᴏᴠᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ ˎˊ˗
- minors dni! for others- please read the warnings and tags before reading- don't like, don't read!
- all fics will be dom!male!character x sub!fem!reader.
- all characters i write for are 18+ and consenting adults!!!
- all posts relating to this years kinktober event will be tagged as 'mara's kinktober '24'
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ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ ˎˊ˗
ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ˎˊ˗
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟶𝟷.
praise kink | spencer reid x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, creampie, praise kink, porn without plot.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟶𝟹.
exhibitionism | theodore nott x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, vaginal sex, exhibitionism, degradation, name calling (whore/slut), porn without plot.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟶𝟻.
period sex | rafe cameron x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, mentions of period blood, porn without plot.
ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ˎˊ˗
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟶𝟽.
thigh riding | aaron hotchner x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, thigh riding, praising, porn without plot.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟶𝟿.
piss kink | jj maybank x inexperienced!fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, piss kink, holding/pee desperation, wetting, vaginal sex, teasing/light degradation.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟷𝟷.
face sitting | james potter x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, face sitting, oral (f recieving), porn without plot.
ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ˎˊ˗
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟷𝟹.
squirting | patrick zwieg x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, female ejaculation (squirting), name calling (slut), fingering.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟷𝟻.
mirror sex | spencer reid x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, mirror sex, vaginal sex, p in v from behind, choking.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟷𝟽.
blindfold/sensory deprivation | theodore nott x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, unprotected sex, sensory depravation, blindfold use, spit play.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟷𝟿.
dacryphilia | patrick zwieg x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, porn without plot.
ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ғᴏᴜʀ ˎˊ˗
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟸𝟷.
hand kink | george weasley x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, hand kink, mild exhibitionism, fingering, teasing, dirty talk.
- ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 𝟶𝟸𝟹.
phone sex | art donaldson x fem!reader | contains: nsfw 18+, no use of y/n, phone sex, mutual masturbation, pet names (baby, pretty, good girl), porn without plot.
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lovie-bugzz · 7 months ago
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train ride ┊fred weasley
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pairing - bsf!fred x f!reader (first person pov)
summary - The train compartment had gotten a bit crowded on the way to Hogwarts, so your best friend Fred offered for you to sit in his lap. However, throughout the ride you just couldn't seem to get comfortable...
contains - smut, dom!Fred, swearing, fingering, orgasm denial, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), teasing, hair pulling, rough sex, cum swallowing
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The twins and I were laughing about something stupid that George had said as the train left the station. I lightly hit the boy in the arm, "Shut up!" I say between laughter.
After we had calmed down, Fred spoke up, "Let's go meet up with Lee and the girls." He said, referring to Alicia and Angelina. The six of us had been a tight knit group since first year, and it now being our sixth year, it was safe to say that we were all extremely close.
George and I agreed, and so the three of us began our trek down the aisles of the train, looking into each of the compartments. Once we found them, we squeezed into the small room, greeting one another.
As the three of us sat down, it began to be a tad bit cramped, with Lee and Alicia taking up the whole of one side, Fred and I had to squeeze in beside Angelina and George.
I pushed past how uncomfortable I was as Lee started a conversation, asking, "Do any of you have a clue as to what's happening at Hogwarts this year?"
"No! Mum's been going ballistic and nobody will tell us what's going on." George told them, Fred nodding along, "Yeah, it's like all the adults are keeping this giant secret."
The topic continued for about twenty minutes, everyone butting in with their own theories as the what was happening. I couldn't really pay attention as I was severely uncomfortable, being pressed in between Fred's shoulder and the window, my arms were pretty much completely constricted.
Fred glanced over at me, with a crease in his brow, noticing how squashed and uncomfortable I was, he leant down slightly to speak to me, "You alright, love?"
"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine, it's just a bit cramped in here." I told him, brushing it off. The boy chuckled lightly, shaking his head, before suddenly he pulled me up by my waist, and placed me in his lap.
I was a bit surprised at first, my eyes going wide for a split second until I let out a small sigh of relief at now finally being able to move my arms. I turned back slightly with a light chuckle and gave him a thankful nod, to which he returned with a cheeky smile.
For a while, everything was fine, I was comfortable and laughing along with the lively conversations in the compartment. But that stopped when I started to squirm a bit, causing Fred to still, letting out a quiet groan, which I didn't quite catch.
I stopped after a moment, finding a comfortable stop on his lap, making the boy let out an inaudible sigh of relief. His attention was brought back to the conversation for a mere minute before I started moving my hips again, finding my spot atop him to be growing more and more uncomfortable the longer I sat here.
One movement I made in particular had my ass digging right into his now hardening bulge. He harshly grabbed my hips, halting my movements which made me jump a bit at the sudden contact.
The boy leaned forward towards my ear, whispering lightly so the others wouldn't hear, "love, if you don't stop that, we're going to have an issue..." He said, his voice had a sudden rasp to it. The unfamiliar tone sent a shiver down my spine, my eyes widening as I realized what I had been doing, and a deep red blush settled on my cheeks.
I was glad the others weren't paying attention to us, they were too encapsulated by their own conversations.
It was an innocent mistake, I was only trying to get comfortable, forgetting that I was literally sitting on top of Fred's dick and squirming around. I turned back slightly, to look at him, as I whispered back, "Do you want me to move?" I asked, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.
He rose a brow at me, a smirk on his face, "You moving is the problem, love." He joked, making me roll my eyes at him, the blush on my cheeks deepening further. He spoke again, this time with a more serious note, "I just need you to stop fidgeting so much, okay?"
He moved one of his hands from my waist to my thigh, his hand casually resting on my inner thigh, his touch causing my skin to tingle. I turned back around, "Fine..." I spoke, innocently looking out the window, making sure I didn't move anymore.
I watched the trees and landscape fly past us, but I couldn't keep the thoughts out of my head. Of what would happen if I did move again. It was definitely tempting, I bit my lip as dirty thoughts made their way into my head. But I shook them away just as quickly as they came. What was I doing? Fred is my best friend, I can't be thinking about him like this.
But on the other hand, it was tempting. So, after about another minute or two of contemplation in my head, I decided to test the waters.
Pretending like I had forgotten our prior conversation, I just slightly moved my hips against his. The boy let out a cough, as if clearing his throat, but I knew better. I stifled my smirk, before moving again, this time the tiniest bit harder. He sucked in a breath, glaring at the back of my head.
He knew exactly what I was doing, but he couldn't do anything, no matter how badly he wanted to, not with his brother and friends in the same compartment. So, he subtlety pinched my waist, as a warning, which sort of backfired on him as it only made me squirm more, my ass hitting exactly the right spot to rile him up.
I could feel it, the effect I had on him, how could I not? It was digging into my ass. The boy grit his teeth, leaning up a bit to whisper to me, "You're playing a dangerous game, love..." He spoke lowly, but I only shrugged, feigning innocence, my hips moving hard against him, making him groan as I turned to give him a smug smile, "I don't know what you're on about." I say simply, turning back around and making sure my movements stayed completely still.
Fred chuckled lowly, throwing his head back against the seat, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip. He was clearly frustrated that I stopped, and I couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction.
About five minutes had gone by, I was so busy basking in glory that I almost missed how Fred gripped my hips and stood us up.
"We're going to go find the trolley. Do any of you want anything?" Fred spoke, asking the others. I was confused by this, but didn't make any move to protest as I was too focused on how hard the boy behind me was grabbing my hips.
Everyone shared a glance before Lee spoke, "No, we're good."
Fred nodded before moving us forward and pushing us out of the compartment and letting the door slide closed behind us. He loosened his tight grip on my hips, but kept them resting there as he pushed me forward to walk down the corridor.
I had no doubt in my mind that he was keeping me so close in front of him to hide his boner. I let a smug smile wash over my face at the situation, but it was quickly washed off my face as my arm was suddenly being tugged into the bathroom. I gasped as Fred pulled us into the small room, slamming the door shut, locking it and then proceeding to push me flush against it.
I stared up at him with wide eyes as he towered over me, the dark look in his eyes making me squirm against the door. He rested his arms on either side of me, effectively trapping me in place between him and the door. He leaned in close, his nose almost touching mine, his eyes roaming hungrily over my face.
"You didn't think you were actually gonna get away with that did you?" The boy asked. "You think you're so clever, don't you? Playing with fire like that, teasing me in the train compartment with our friends around."
I couldn't answer, my words failing on me as my mouth opened and closed like a blubbering fish.
Fred smirked at my reaction to his intense gaze. He pressed his body more firmly against mine, leaving me no escape. His hands moved from the door to my hips, keeping me in place, his grip tight enough to leave slight indents on my skin from his long fingers. He rose a taunting brow at me, "Cat got your tongue, love? You were quite the little minx a few minutes ago. What happened?"
I was in such a state of shock, not knowing what to say, my cheeks were burning. As soon as he had pulled me into the bathroom all of my confidence went down the drain. The way he was looking down at me hungrily, his lust filled eyes staring into my soul, it made my knees weak.
Fred chuckled low in his throat, noticing the effect he was having on me. His smirk turned into a sly grin, his eyes drinking in the sight of my flushed cheeks and the way my body was practically trembling against his.
"Not so cocky now, are you? Just a few minutes ago you were teasing me to no end, knowing exactly what it would do to me. But now..." He leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above my ear, his voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper. "Now you're trembling beneath my touch, and it's driving me mad."
His hot breath fanning over my ear made me let out a shaky breath, I turned my head slightly to look at him. "Fred..." I breathed out, my eyes flickering down to his lips as I bit down on my own. The air in this small bathroom was thick, I felt like I couldn't breathe.
Fred's eyes darkened as he watched my gaze linger on his lips. His gaze zeroed in on my biting down on my own lip, a sight so tempting that it took all his self-control to not attack my mouth in that very moment. He chuckled softly, the sound rough and filled with desire.
"Say my name again." He commanded, his voice a low, gravelly whisper, as he moved his face closer to mine, his breath mingling with mine in the cramped space between us. He smirked, loving the effect he was having on me. He thrived off of it.
I did as he said, breathing out his name once more, "Fred..." I was getting desperate, I needed him to do something.
Fred's eyes darkened with desire as he heard me say his name again, the tone of my voice making his self-control waver even more. He smiled slightly, enjoying the power he held over me in this moment. He knew I wanted him to do something, but he wasn't going to give in that easily. He loved having me at his mercy, the look of want in my eyes making him feel powerful, and making him want me even more.
"You want something, love?" He asked, his voice low and seductive, as he took a piece of my hair and delicately placed it behind my ear.
I nodded, "Mhm." I hummed out, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. My desire for him was clouding my head.
Fred smirked down at me, the look in my eyes fueling his arrogance and ego. He slowly moved a hand from my waist to my chin, his fingers gently gripping it and tilting it up slightly, forcing me to maintain eye contact with him.
"Use your words, love. Tell me what you want, and maybe I'll give it to you." He teased.
"I want..." I trail off, my voice failing on me. I cleared my throat, looking up at him, "I want you to kiss me."
Fred was consumed by desire and need, the moment I uttered those words he couldn't hold back anymore. He practically lunged at me, capturing my lips in a rough and needy kiss, full of pent-up passion and desperation. My arms went to circle around his neck, but before I could, he quickly took hold of my wrists, pinning them above me with one hand, holding them firmly against the door.
I let out a gasp at the action, which he took full advantage of by plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch of it, tasting me, claiming me as his own. His free hand wandered down my body, tracing every curve and contour, making me moan around his tongue.
Fred swallowed my moan, the sound only adding to his hunger and desire. He was intoxicated by me, my gasps and sighs fueling his need to have all of me. He continued to explore my body with his hand, each touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake.
He broke the kiss, panting slightly, only to attack my neck with his lips and tongue, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive flesh, determined to leave his mark on me.
"Oh, fuck..." I whined as I felt him bite down on my neck, turning my head slightly to give him better access. My arms squirming in his tight hold.
Fred continued his assault on my neck, he released a low growl, his hold on my wrists tightening as he felt me squirm beneath him, clearly enjoying my reaction to his touch. He nipped and sucked, leaving behind a trail of red marks on my neck.
I shivered as he blew cold air over the tender skin, before speaking into my neck, "You're so sensitive."
I couldn't respond, too caught up in the pleasure, but my eyes suddenly widened as I felt his fingers start playing with the waistband of my pants, running against the skin of my lower stomach. I bit my lip in anticipation, and I could feel Fred smirking against my neck when he noticed.
His fingers continued to toy with the waistband of my pants, occasionally slipping beneath it, teasing the sensitive flesh of my stomach, but not going any further than my panty line. I squirmed in his hold, getting impatient.
He broke away from my neck for a moment to look down at me, and the look in his eyes was pure desire and hunger. "You're so pretty like this, love." He whispered, his voice rough with need.
I continued to squirm in his hold, the way he was still holding my arms against the door was maddening. "Please, Fred... Touch me, please." I whined, desperately.
Fred only chuckled evilly, "Why should I, love? You been teasing me all day, testing my patience." He taunted, his fingers continued to toy with the waistband of my pants, occasionally dipping below the fabric, only to slide back out again, teasing me.
"I'm sorry... I won't tease you anymore, just please. I need it." I pleaded, pushing my hips closer to him. The way his fingers were brushing just above where I needed him was making me even more desperate with desire.
His hand moved from my waistband to my hip, gripping it tightly and forcing me back onto the door. He leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above mine, his words a hot whisper against my mouth. "You're a needy little thing, aren't you? Begging for me like this."
I let out a whimper, nodding at his words as my head rolled against the door. "What do you want, love? Tell me what you need. I want to hear you say it." He said, his voice low and sultry.
"Your fingers. I need them inside of me." I answered, making him chuckle from my blunt response.
"Is that so, hm?" He murmured, his hand trailing away from my hip and moving between my legs to rub me through my pants. I whined at the sensation, finally getting some friction. "You want my fingers, do you? You want me to make you feel good, make you cum?"
I couldn't help but moan from his words, that combined with how he was touching me sent heat over my body. I nodded again, "Yes, please."
"That's a good girl, using your words and asking nicely. I like that." He teased, his fingers moving up to unbutton my pants, pulling them slowly, exposing more of my skin. He began trailing his fingers over the top of my panties, his touch was light and teasing.
He leaned in closer, his lips grazing my ear, as he whispered, "Are you wet for me, love?"
I shivered, nodding my head, "So wet, just for you, Fred." I told him, my arms squirming in his hold once more, I wanted to touch him so badly.
He chuckled darkly at my unsuccessful attempts to break free of his grip, he only tightened his hold on my wrists. He could feel how much I wanted to touch him, but he wasn't done making me a needy mess just yet.
"Is that so?" He whispered, his voice thick with desire, as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of my panties, gently touching my bare skin, feeling just how aroused I was.
My breathing stuttered as his fingers trailed over my wetness, spreading it over my throbbing clit, causing me to moan loudly. Fred smirked in satisfaction at the sound of my moans, he loved how I was reacting to his touch, how he was reducing me to a moaning mess with just his fingers.
"Shhh, love. You're being too loud. You don't want anyone to hear us, do you? I don't think you want everyone to know just how needy you are for me, how desperate you are for my touch." He whispered, continuing to tease me, his fingers rubbing and circling over my bundle of nerves.
I nodded, biting my lip to stop myself from being too loud, but that went down the drain as I felt him slip two fingers inside of me. I practically screamed at the force with which they entered me. "Fuck!"
Fred chuckled as my reaction to his fingers entering me, it was louder than he initially thought, he quickly dropped his hold from my wrists and moved his hand to cover my mouth, effectively muffling my scream into a mewl.
"Shhh, love. You really can't keep quiet, can you?" He teased, his voice thick as he continued pumping his fingers inside me at a fast pace.
I moaned against his hand, my own hands that were finally free gripping onto his wrist that was moving inside of me. My eyes rolling back in my head as I felt him add a third finger, stretching me out.
"Oh, fuck, love. You're fucking swallowing my fingers." Fred groaned out, curling his fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot that had that familiar coil in my stomach forming.
I was so close, and I knew he could tell by the way I was clenching around his digits. My breathing was coming out ragged, I was panting against his hand as he continued to hit my g-spot over and over again. My orgasm was right there, I was tipping over the edge until suddenly, Fred took his fingers out of me.
I let out a squeal in protest against his hand, but Fred only chuckled at me, as he dropped his hand from my mouth, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Why... Why did you stop?" I panted out, watching as he placed his three fingers that were dripping in my slick in his mouth, sucking me off of them.
He hummed around his fingers, pulling them out of his mouth with a pop, I stared at him in shock as he responded, "Oh, now, love. You didn't think I was going to let you finish just like that, did you? Not after how naughty you've been all day." He teased, a smirk on his lips.
I let out a huff, throwing my head back against the door, frustrated from being denied my release. But my ears perked up as I heard him undoing his belt, making me look back at him.
"Patience, love." He said, undoing his belt and quickly unzipping his pants. "Good things come to those who wait, remember?" He taunted me, slowly letting his pants fall to the ground, and stepping out of them, leaving him in his boxers.
I stared down at the obvious tent, the one that I had created, I bit my lip watching as he paced towards me, pulling me toward him and kissing me hard.
The kiss was more rough and needy than our previous one, we were breathing heavily into it, devouring each other. My hands trailed into his hair, as his trailed down and squeezed my ass, and I moaned as I felt his hard on press against my lower stomach.
In one swift movement he broke the kiss, turning me around and bending me over the sink. He ran his hands over my back, before harshly pulling my underwear down my legs. His hands ran possessively over my hips.
I looked over my shoulder at him, watching as he pushed his boxers down, freeing his length, my eyes widened at the size. "Shit..." I muttered out.
Fred smirked at my reaction, "See something you like, love?" He teased, making my eyes snap up to meet his gaze.
"You're... So big." I spoke, almost cringing at myself, but I couldn't help it. Fred chuckled at my bluntness, he loved how I was so honest and open with my words, not like most girls he'd been with.
"Don't worry, love. I'll make you feel good." He reassured me as his hands stroked my thighs, moving up and down my skin in a soothing motion.
I bit my lip, nodding my head, the way he could be so rough with me one second, and the next be so comforting was making my head dizzy.
"You're so beautiful, you know that?" He murmured as his hands slowly moved higher up my thighs, nearing my bare core. I shivered at his words, his touch making me more needy.
He bent down slightly, placing a kiss on my hip before he went back up, spreading my legs a bit more and started lining himself up with my entrance, running his dick through my wet folds, making me whine.
"You ready?" He asked, to which I nodded, but that seemed to not be good enough because Fred gripped my hip tightly, "No. I need a yes." He growled, as I let out a shaky breath.
"Yes..." I responded, making him smirk.
"Good girl." He praised, before slamming into me, instantly bottoming out, making me scream out his name, "Fuck, Fred!"
My hands gripped tightly onto the edges of the sink, the boy behind me panted heavily as he began to relentlessly pound into me, "Oh, fuck. So fucking tight, love." He spoke, his words adding to the amount of pleasure I was in.
The sound of our skin slapping together, our heavy breathing and moans filled the small bathroom, if anyone walked passed the door they would have no doubt about what was going on in here. "Feel good, love?" Fred questioned, but I could only moan in response.
Fred growled at this, his hand roughly latched onto my hair, pulling me flush against his chest, speaking lowly in my ear, "Huh? I asked you a question."
"Yes! Yes, feels so- Fuck- So good!" I stuttered out, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. The way he pulled on my hair was intoxicating, it was painful, but the pleasure it gave me completely overpowered it.
His free hand trailed up the front of my shirt, pushing it up over my bra, before pushing that up as well. He squeezed my boob in his hand, lightly pinching my nipple, making me whimper.
"Yeah? You like how I fuck you, don't you? You're taking me so well." He praised, his hips stuttering a bit, so he took his hand away from my boob, pulling out for a moment to grab my thigh and rest it atop the edge of the sink.
After he readjusted me, he pushed my back down again, still keeping his strong grip in my hair, before thrusting back into me. "Yes!" I moaned out, the new angle allowing him to hit my g-spot, and his balls to slap my clit repeatedly.
I knew if he kept up this pace I wasn't gonna last much longer, plus I was still a bit sensitive from him denying me my orgasm before. "Fuck, this pussy is all mine." He groaned, his voice hoarse.
"Yes! Oh, fuck it's yours! All yours!" I said in between moans. I was a mess, beginning to clench tightly around him as I felt myself nearing release.
Fred moaned as he felt me squeezing him, "You close, love? Gonna cum?" He taunted, picking up his pace, which I wasn't sure was even possible.
"Yes! So close." I said, my voice cracking.
"Cum then, cum all over my cock." Fred commanded. It didn't take long after his words for my release to wash over me, my eyes rolled back as I let out a guttural moan, my legs shaking as he continued to pound into me, letting me ride out my high.
I felt Fred twitch inside of me before he spoke, "Shit, shit..." He moaned, swiftly pulling out of me, "On your knees." He demanded, his voice low and authoritative. I instantly complied, moving off the sink and getting on my knees in front of him, "Open your mouth for me, love." He said, prompting me to listen, I opened wide, staring up at him as he jerked off above me.
He groaned at the sight of me below him, throwing his head back, as he hovered his tip over my tongue, "You look so good down there." He said, before letting out a guttural moan, and releasing in my mouth.
I moaned as his cum shot out onto my tongue, the salty taste making me hum in pleasure. "Fuck..." He trailed off, his hand slowing on himself as he milked himself dry.
I closed my mouth, swallowing his seed, making him stare down at me darkly, before harshly pulling me up to my feet. "Such a good girl for me." He praised once more, holding my cheek in his hand before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.
As he pulled away, he gave me a loving look, "Was that okay, love? I didn't go to hard did I?" He asked, making my heart melt. "No, that was... Perfect." I told him, it still baffled me how he could be so rough and dominant and then switch to being so caring and comforting.
He chuckled, "Good." He said, moving away from me to pull his boxers back up and put his pants on. As he did I adjusted my bra and pulled my shirt down, before bending down as well to put my own pants on, but I stopped short when I felt the sudden pain in my legs, making me wobble a bit.
"Woah." Fred spoke, going forward and grabbing my waist to steady me, "You alright?"
"Yeah... My legs just hurt a bit." I told him. Fred smirked at that, making me shoot him a glare, and lightly slap him on the chest. "Shut up."
He rose his hands in mock surrender, "I didn't say anything." I just shook my head at him, trying to bend down again, but he stopped me, "Let me help you."
I watched him as he bent down, slowly pulling up my underwear, then my pants, even buttoning them for me. I gave him a smile as he stood back up, and pecked my lips. "Thanks."
"For what? The sex, or helping you put your clothes back on?" He joked, making me roll my eyes. "Fred." I warned him, making him chuckle. "Okay, okay. I'll stop." He said, as he buckled his belt, while I adjusted my hair, trying to make it look like Fred's hands weren't just gripping and tugging on it a few minutes ago.
"Do you think they'll know?" I asked, making him look at me. He glanced down at my neck, specifically the hickeys that littered every inch of my skin. He stifled his smirk, "Considering the amount of hickeys I left on you... No, they'll have no clue." He said, sarcastically.
I groaned before we both looked at each other, and instantly broke out into laughter. This was definitely not how I thought this day would go when I woke up this morning, but I couldn't complain.
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Terrible Two | Max Verstappen x Hamilton! Reader
Summary: Lewis hates the idea of Max dating his sister. Not because he's overprotective but because he’s trying to save the younger driver from the insanity of his sister. Or the one where Y/N terrorises the Grid OFF the track and Max terrorises them ON the track.
Warnings: Swearing. Fluff. Not 2021.
Female reader with various faceclaims. Pics found on Pinterest.
Requested by @shelbyteller
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YourUserName race day with my favourite hamilton (oh, and lewis was there too, i guess) 💚 tagged: roscoelovescoco, lewishamilton
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User 1 i live for the hamilton sibling shade
lewishamilton i miss how peaceful my life was before you were born
→ YourUserName i miss how peaceful my life was before i was born too
→ User2 oof, felt that
roscoelovescoco loves you aunty y/n
→ YourUserName and i love you my sweet boy. i’m already planning my next attempt to kidnap you
→ User3 i love that she wastes no time to pick on lewis but plays along with his roscoe account
→ YourUserName i don’t play when it comes to my fluffy man
User4 miss thing, you are not slick. we all see the red bull in the last slide
→ User5 omg and they were seen chatting outside the space between the two garages earlier
→ User6 she was also seen talking to charles, pierre, valtteri and george but i don’t see any of you linking them together?
→ User7 her and Charles tho
→ User6 ffs 🙄
mercedesamgf1 you and roscoe are also our favourite hamiltons
→ lewishamilton i just can’t catch a break
charles_leclerc thank you for letting me into the garage to see the baby 🐶
maxverstappen1 always nice having you around the paddock
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YourUserName another weekend, another flex 🏁. also, thank you to @ nike for literally being the reason i get to chase my brother around the world tagged: lewishamilton, georgerussell63
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georgerussell63 will you stop eating my snacks
→ YourUserName no, you don’t need them. your trainer says you’re getting fat
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lewishamilton shoes on the bed!!
→ YourUserName they never touched the bed! and they’ve never even touched the ground!
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→ YourUserName go lose some races!
→ lewishamilton just like you’ve lost my love!
→ YourUserName i never wanted it in the first place!
charles_leclerc perhaps you could wear red next?
→ landonorris nah mate. papaya all the way
→ maxverstappen1 i think she'd look better in blue
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mercedesamgf1 thank you for being the most entertaining member of the garage
→ georgerussell63 admin, how could you? i thought i was the best 🥺
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User9 no because the way this woman had him blushing and kicking his feet outside his own garage earlier, he’s smitten
→ User10 i was in the paddock and no joke, he giggled!
User11 um i highly doubt max is flirting with y/n to mess with lewis, if anything, lewis asked y/n to flirt with max to mess up his game
→ User12 i bet you’re feeling real foolish about this comment now (race day tweet)
→ User13 agreed with user12, if anything the flirting fuelled max because he won with an 8 second lead
User14 no because they would be far too hot for any of us to handle
YourUserName oh look at that, I’m trending again
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YourUserName thanks for having me @ redbullracing. it was a different perspective of the track, that’s for sure. well done on your 1-2 tagged: maxverstappen1
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mercedesamgf1 but you’re still a traitor 💔
lewishamilton i missed you
→ YourUserName @ lewishamilton you’re so needy
→ YourUserName but i missed you too
redbullracing our good luck charm
→ georgerussell63 back off. you can’t have her
→ mercedesamgf1 @ georgerussell63 you tell ‘em, boo
maxverstappen1 it was a delight to have you
→ User15 dude you need better rizz than that
charles_leclerc ferrari in the future?
→ lewishamilton no
→ georgerussell63 no
→ mercedesamgf1 no
→ maxverstappen1 no
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danielricciardo i tried getting you to visit me there for years but max comes along and asks ONCE
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→ User16 omg she was there for work
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YourUserName he said he liked my curls so I let him take me for a drive
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yourfriend okay but the hair is looking fire
lewishamilton who’s car is that
lewishamilton where are you
lewishamilton who are you with
lewishamilton I know you’re on your phone. stop ignoring my comments
→ User1 lewis is killing me
→ User2 she’s really making him work up a sweat
yourfriend2 these pics are killing me. salivating
→ yourfriend3 agreed. bark bark woof woof
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User3 okay but doesn’t that look a lot like max’s recent car?
→ lewishamilton show me the evidence
→ User3 omg no way you replied
→ User4 you literally can barely see the car but okay?
maxverstappen1 was he at least a good driver?
→ YourUserName i don’t know. he hit the curb and was a bit on the slow side
→ User5 you ain't slick, sis
landonorris omg you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone about us
→ YourUserName omg but you kept asking me for curl care routines. how could i resist?
alex_albon i mean the curls are nice but i don’t know how he can put up with your personality
→ YourUserName @ lilymhe dump him
→ lilymhe but he’s losing? so i feel like i have to wait until the season is over
→ alex_albon babe!
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User6 do they need a third
User7 everybody stay FUCKIGN CALM!
User8 okay but the way he holds her when he kisses her 🥹
User9 can somebody check on lewis? i feel he may not be able to handle this
User10 anyone else think these photos are an absolute invasion of privacy? how disgusting
→ User11 oh agreed. we hate that this was done but we're also so happy that they're together
User12 the dream team. one can terrorise the grid OFF the track and one terrorises them ON the track
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YourUserName when bae is thirsty so am i 💦
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User13 is this a hard launch
→ User14 no, i think the paps did that for them
→ maxverstappen1 she had a 10 page document of plans for a soft launch as well
→ User15 um miss y/n, we'll still take those posts please
User16 does this mean we’re going to be getting y/n in the red bull garage from now to on and not Merc :(
→ georgerussell63 we were told we had to have shared custody
→ mercedesedamgf1 toto and christian had to sign a contract
lewishamilton i don’t like this. i'm happy for you but i do not need max verstappen thirst traps all over my feed
→ YourUserName well, i know you much prefer the real thing but you’re not allowed to drool over that anymore
→ lewishamilton how do i disown you?
→ YourUserName i've been asking myself that question for years
danielricciardo woohoo maxie. i wasn't familiar with you like that
charles_leclerc it's nice to see the two of you finally together so that max stops talking to me in the cool down room about your beauty
→ maxverstappen1 shut the fuck up.
→ YourUserName @ maxverstappen1 aww you think i’m pretty
→ maxverstappen1 of course I do
landonorris how could you do this to me. i thought we were forever
→ YourUserName we weren’t even for 2 minutes
→ danielricciardo she only likes champions, mate
redbullracing going to need these blown up and out in the garage
→ YourUserName already on it
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YourUserName just a couple of besties aka my brother wants to steal my boyfriend tagged: maxverstappen1, lewishamilton
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danielricciardo i think you mean MY boyfriend
→ YourUserName max told me your little fling meant nothing to him
→ danielricciardo @ maxverstappen1 you bitch!
→ maxverstappen1 i'm sorry but y/n means more to me than our night together
→ danielricciardo take it back
→ YourUserName your head game just wasn’t that strong
→ lewishamilton @ YourUserName i hate you for making me read that
georgerussell63 why don’t you take pics like this of me with lewis 🥺 i like him more than max does
→ YourUserName @ lewishamilton you’re upsetting all of your boyfriends tonight
→ lewishamilton i hate you
landonorris does this mean you’re free for me to hit you up
→ maxverstappen1 watch your back on the track
→ redbullracing @ maxverstappen1 christian said you’re not allowed to say that online anymore
→ maxverstappen1 for legal purposes, my previous comment was a joke
maxverstappen1 you’re the only Hamilton for me, schatje
→ YourUserName love you baby
→ maxverstappen1 love you too 💕
→ charles_leclerc @ maxverstappen1 i miss when you loved me
mercedesamgf1 please stop posting these. you’re making the rest of the grid jealous
mclaren please stop upsetting the grid by revealing their affairs. now they’re all crying
williamsracing @ YourUserName for the sake of the race, please stop stealing max from his boyfriends. they can’t drive through their tears
redbullracing we need more content like this, please. if the other drivers are too heartsick, there’s nothing standing in our way
→ redbullracing for legal reasons, this is a joke
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astonmartinii · 21 days ago
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day five: santa community service | max verstappen social media au
pairing: max verstappen x fem single mum!reader
max swore in a press conference and now he's a mall santa with an itchy beard
MASTERLIST | TIP JAR
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maxverstappen1: don't swear kids.... on a serious note, i had so much fun meeting the amazing kids of amsterdam (and delivering some gifts)
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user2: ummmmmm who is that woman ????
user3: that's what you've taken away from FOUR TIME WORLD CHAMPION MAX VERSTAPPEN BEING A MALL SANTA IN PUNISHMENT FOR SAYING FUCK
user4: ummmm yeah she's snug as a bug in a rug in the back of max's car that's REAL FUCKING INTERESTING
landonorris: why no picture of you as santa... pussy
maxverstappen1: gotta leave some girls for you haven't i mate?
landonorris: well by the looks of the third slide you've already got a girl so it's free range for me right?
maxverstappen1: third slide?
maxverstappen1: OH FUCK
maxverstappen1: she's never going to speak to me again now
landonorris: well you've just sworn again so maybe you'll get more community service and meet her again
maxverstappen1: i'm not dumb i got her number but like now she's going to see this and think i'm a freak :(
landonorris: you'll have to whip out that max verstappen charm again i guess
maxverstappen1: life is a prison
user5: NO ONE POST THE PICTURES OF MAX WITH THE KIDS IT WILL DO IRREPARABLE DAMAGE TO MY OVARIES
user6: i need dad max more than air at this point
danielricciardo: what is this depression session in the comment section maximus - you're a catch even with the creepy instagram etiquette
maxverstappen1: i had to do so much work to convince i wasn't a dork while in a FULL SANTA COSTUME and now i'm not even at step one i'm at step minus 100000000
danielricciardo: that's not very christmas spirit of you maxie
maxverstappen1: life is unfortunately not a hallmark movie so like she'll be a normal person, see that i've posted a pic of her sleeping to my 13 million followers and run for the hills
danielricciardo: okay humble brag
maxverstappen1: DANIEL HELP
danielricciardo: i think you'll be just fine
maxverstappen1: well thanks for nothing - USELESS
user7: oh so max gets generational headloss in all settings
user8: he's so real for that tho
user9: if this doesn't sort itself out i pray for george russell
georgerussell63: ???
user10: he is going to take it out on you ❤️
georgerussell63: oh fuck
maxverstappen1: @fia get him
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yourusername: went for the mall santa and met her hero, how will i ever top this now?
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user12: FOUND YOU
yourusername: this is very creepy who are you
user12: oh i'm just a humble f1 fan who watched max verstappen crash out over thinking he fumbled you
yourusername: fumbling me? has he seen himself?
user12: oh girl i've just stalked your entire account your face card is insane
yourusername: i do not know what that means
user13: YOU HAVE A KID ????
yourusername: yes?
user13: so we could feasibly get step dad max - DILF MAX?
yourusername: are you people okay?
user13: he's down bad for you queen you gotta get in there
yourusername: excuse me?
user14: WAIT - you don't have a husband right?
yourusername: no...
yourusername: wait why am i replying to you people?
landonorris: how did they find you first i put so much effort into my investigation
oscarpiastri: you annoyed max until he gave you her name?
landonorris: RIGOROUS
yourusername: you people have a lot of followers, what are you doing here?
landonorris: max is your daughter's hero and you don't know me?
yourusername: damn that's an ego
landonorris: excuse me ?
yourusername: idk maybe my daughter loves max because he's plastered everywhere in the netherlands - she watches the races with my friends
landonorris: we drive the orange cars
yourusername: oh she hates yall
yourusername: i might have to block you two
oscarpiastri: I DID NOTHING IT WAS ALL HIM
maxverstappen1: ummm hi!
maxverstappen1: I'M SO SORRY PLEASE DON'T THINK I'M A CREEP
yourusername: why would i think you're a creep?
maxverstappen1: NO REASON
maxverstappen1: so that coffee?
yourusername: okay .....
yourusername: i was going to text you but yk kids and she's addicted to the games and has held my phone hostage
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landonorris: didn't leave monaco fast enough and now i'm stuck third wheeling - AND lola still hates me :(
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user16: CAN WE SLOW DOWN WE'RE GOING SO FUCKING FAST
yourusername: isn't that kinda their job?
user16: oh you gagged me there, congrats queen
user17: okay well now i'm obsessed with them and i need to know why lola hates lando so much
landonorris: she's a hater - just like her mother
maxverstappen1: y/n is allowed to hate you. in fact i'll support her in all of her hating i don't care
landonorris: i literally stayed for an extra day so we could all do something fun for christmas and HERE WE ARE
yourusername: i don't hate you lando, but i have to support my daughter in her dreams
landonorris: SHE SAID HER DREAMS WERE HER EXPLODING MY CAR WITH HER MIND
yourusername: LOL
landonorris: that is not 'LOL' that's attempted murder - i'm going to put your child in jail
maxverstappen1: woah lando that's too far
landonorris: and telepathic murder isn't ?
maxverstappen1: first of all it's telekinesis and second of all - lola can do what she wants
user18: oh boy he got attached quick
yourusername: this is nothing compared to lola
maxverstappen1: what? i love my biggest fan
danielricciardo: well fuck me i guess
maxverstappen1: yes
danielricciardo: max! y/n is right there (text me later)
maxverstappen1: oh wait ewwww
maxverstappen1: i meant get fucked.
yourusername: you can complain about third wheeling all you want but i'll deal with it if you keep taking these cute ass photos
landonorris: it's torture being an artist 💔
maxverstappen1: we also paid for everything lando, you can deal with watching your best friend being in love
landonorris: we're best friends ???
maxverstappen1: i'm your best friend - you're third at most
landonorris: ????
maxverstappen1: 1. lola 2. y/n 3. lando (maybe)
yourusername: awwwwww you're so sweet darling
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yourusername: i support the fia's wrongs because they brought you to me
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user19: okay miss girl this is cute but i will NEVER let the fia live
yourusername: oh this is their one pass, next time i'll unleash lola's telekinesis
user19: tell lola that we thank her for her service
user20: but please don't blow up lando please
yourusername: she said orange cars - sorry osc
landonorris: what about a red car?
yourusername: oh she likes charles so no chance
charles_leclerc: taste 💅
maxverstappen1: i guess i'll let them off just this once because i love you
yourusername: you're so generous
georgerussell63: wanna forgive me as well
maxverstappen1: why would i do that?
maxverstappen1: also we're declaring our love for each other do you wanna GET THE FUCK OUT
georgerussell63: lola is talking about blowing up f1 cars with her mind i don't want to be a victim
yourusername: oh she won't blow your car up
georgerussell63: phew
yourusername: she'll bite you in person
georgerussell63: CRIKEY
georgerussell63: well i guess you guys can go back to declaring love now ...
yourusername: thanks i guess?
yourusername: love you maxy, i'm so glad we met you
maxverstappen1: i love you more, i love having both of you in my life
user21: this was very fast but this is also very cute
user22: i think we gotta get lola on sky sports - maybe she'll bite the british bias out of them
yourusername: do NOT threaten her with a good time
yourusername: however, i will say, lola doesn't actually bite she's very well behaved and just has a bit of a feral way about her
maxverstappen1: but it's so adorable :(
hulkhulkenberg: so ... paddock play dates
maxverstappen1: WE'RE THERE
yourusername: that would make the paddock a lot less intimidating for me
hulkhulkenberg: my daughter also prays on the downfall of everyone but me so they'll have that in common
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maxverstappen1: maybe santa is real ... love of my life was top of my list this year
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user25: idk about you guys but i've never seen him happier
user26: after this season i'm so glad the christmas break has treated him so well
user27: i can't wait for the rest of the grid to think he might let up now and then mad max get released first corner in melbourne
maxverstappen1: whatever i gotta do to get that winners trophy for lola
yourusername: this is the happiest holidays we've ever had, you've made my dreams come true and truly are the best person i'd ever want around lola. i love you <3
maxverstappen1: i wouldn't want to be with anyone else now, you guys are it for me x
maxverstappen1: now come downstairs i'm strategically placed underneath the mistletoe
yourusername: there's mistletoe?
maxverstappen1: .... the christmas fairy must of put it up ?
yourusername: you know you don't need an excuse to kiss me right?
maxverstappen1: hehehehehehehehehehe
user28: wow he's such a loser i love him
yourusername: he's * my loser and * he LOVES ME
yourusername: sorry that was rude
yourusername: but he's so worth showing off
maxverstappen1: i can't wait to show you off to the world on international tv - i gotta mark my territory
yourusername: as if i would ever look anywhere but at you
landonorris: fine! you guys are cute! i'm taking all the credit for connecting you two
maxverstappen1: and just how did you do that?
landonorris: i found y/n's instagram duh!
yourusername: actually @user12 found my instagram
user12: omg shout out
maxverstappen1: i also had y/n's number the whole time...
landonorris: CAN YOU GUYS JUST LET ME HAVE THIS? IT'S CHRISTMAS?
yourusername: you got us socks for christmas ??? (thanks tbf)
landonorris: ALL MY BUDGET WENT TO LOLA'S PRESENT I HAD TO GET ON HER SIDE
maxverstappen1: you mean the mini MCL36 that she's been glaring at since she opened it?
yourusername: i think she's practicing her telekinesis for 2025 ❤️
landonorris: FUCK
yourusername: she just wants maxy to win lando, you can't deny her that
landonorris: i can feel her puppy dog eyes through the phone
maxverstappen1: i'll do anything to win for her - ANYTHING. merry christmas xx
landonorris: that's so threatening
yourusername: that's so romantic
fin.
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first dinners- o.piastri
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summary: being jack wolff's nanny is a pretty sick gig... only when your boss (/ father figure) isn't trying to interrogate your new boyfriend.
pairing: oscar piastri x fem! reader
part one | part two | part three
smut so mdni pls! 18+
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Las Vegas rolled around and you two had been texting back and forth and had even gotten a coffee together. He really liked you. You really liked him. As the paddock filled with people, and all eyes were on the battle between Norris and Verstappen, Oscar sneaking glances at the Mercedes garage went almost unnoticed by the media. He won the race with a 20 second gap from his adoptive father, with both Lando and Max having their races ruined by an accidental oversteer on Max’s end meaning that Lando was down in P5 after having to get his front wing replaced, while Max got taken out by the damage, meaning the championship battle was technically still on.
Oscar finally found you as you stood beside Jack, watching as George lifted his trophy. Oscar sent you a wink to which you smiled and waved, taking some sweet photos of him being celebrated. 
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When he texted you to come to his hotel room, never did he ever think you’d be sucking his dick as a congratulations. For being a virgin, you were mentally experienced, or something. There he sat, on the bed, your head between his legs as his brain short-circuited at the way you were sucking him off. 
“Fuck,” he grunted, desperately trying to keep his hands to himself as he slowly lost control of his body. The mix of your mouth around his cock, the sound of you actually gagging on him, and your nails digging into his thigh made him want to cum right then and there, but he held off as long as he could, not wanting to end the night prematurely. “I’m gonna-fuck- I’m gonna-!”
And he came in your mouth. And you swallowed it. He looked down at you, a sultry smirk on your lips and he could’ve cum again. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
You giggled. “Is that because I just sucked your dick?”
“N-no! I mean-” he stopped talking because you started laughing again.
“I’m kidding,” you smiled. “Thank you Oscar.”
He smiled, then pressed his lips to yours, pulling you closer to him. “Can I eat you out?” he mumbled between kisses. 
You were taken aback, someone so shy and reserved happily asking you something so crude out of nowhere. “Y-yeah.”
“Yeah?” he looked at you through hooded eyes. 
“Yeah.” 
“Fucking beautiful,” he smirked, lifting you up easily as he lay back (for someone so skinny, he really was strong) and sat you straddling his face. “Y’gonna ride my face?” His hands gripped onto your ass, almost bruising as you whimpered at his nose meeting with your clit. 
You didn’t answer, much too shocked and excited to speak. 
He slapped your ass and it made you lurch forward, grinding against his nose. You moaned out. “Yes! Y-yes Osc!”
“Good girl,” he smirked, and then dove in. 
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When you woke up with his arms around you and a sore but satisfied feeling between your legs, you smiled. 
“Morning baby,” he smiled, noticing how you were finally opening your eyes. 
“Hey,” you grinned, stretching. 
“I hope you don’t think I called you here last night just to have sex with you, I really like you and I have for a long time and-” 
“Oscar, I’m the one that asked to suck your dick, you’re the one who asked me to sit on your face, we both knew what we were doing.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, I guess,” he took a deep breath. “So can I be your boyfriend?”
You smiled. “Yeah, you can.”
He pressed his lips to yours again.
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Was Oscar scared for his life while outside of the McLaren Motorhome in the Qatar paddock? Yes, very much so. Was he even more scared when George texted him, asking him to dinner with Toto, Susie, Jack, you, Lewis, and him? Yes, very much so. 
He was terrified as he walked into the restaurant, a bunch of flowers in his hand, and his shirt was ironed. Oscar Jack Piastri had ironed his shirt. His mom would’ve been proud. When he saw Toto at a table for two, his face fell deeper into an expression of misery, and he somehow stopped himself from turning tail and running. 
“Oscar!” Toto cheered, smiling like the Cheshire cat. “Come sit!”
He was being overly nice, but it was better than the other option, total and utter intimidation. “Hi Toto.”
He sat across from him, shaking his hand and placing the flowers beside him. 
“The others will be here in a while,” Toto explained. “I just wanted to chat to you one on one. Congratulations on your win, by the way.” 
Oscar nodded. “Thank you.”
“What are your intentions with Y/n?” 
Oh. Straight into it. 
“Date her?” he answered hesitantly. Toto sighed. Bad answer. 
“Y/n is a very special person, in a lot of people’s lives. I don’t want to see you hurting her because-”
“Oh my god! Toto! What the fu-hell are you doing?” you questioned, rushing over to the two of them. Oscar sighed in relief, glad that you were here to save him from Toto’s torment. “I knew you would pull something like this!”
“Ich stelle ein paar Fragen, das ist alles!” (I’m just asking some questions, that’s all) he huffed, getting up. “Es ist kein Problem, ja?” (It’s no problem, yes?) he looked at a very confused Oscar who just stood and nodded. “See! It’s fine!” 
“Toto, just let me live my own life, thank you very much. Also, I’ve known Oscar for much longer than you, and I can pick who I want to date, thank you very much,” you scoffed. You grabbed ahold of Oscar’s arm and he smiled, handing you the flowers he got you. 
“You look gorgeous,” he whispered as you two watched Susie and Toto arguing over his over-protective tendencies, with George and Lewis joining in when they arrived. 
“Thanks,” you smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “I can’t believe you ironed your shirt.”
He chuckled. “Thought I’d try to make a good impression.”
“Well, Toto thinks you’re a great driver, and Susie likes you mum. Good impression made.” 
He beamed at you as you chatted with Jack (who was holding your other hand) and made jokes about the situation at hand. 
When the 7 of you finally sat at your table and the arguing stopped, pleasant conversation flowed, but then George and Lewis had their turn at interrogating Oscar.
"What's her favourite colour?" George asked.
Oscar smiled. "She doesn't have one."
"Favourite flower?" Lewis questioned.
Oscar just pointed to the bouquet of your favourite flowers he'd gotten you earlier.
"Favourite F1 driver?"
The entire table chuckled at that.
"Are we going legacy or current?" Oscar asked.
"Legacy, then current," George decided.
"Legacy; Rosberg, current, Hamilton," he smirked and the two men applauded.
"Right, good enough for me," George announced.
"If you hurt her, I'll push you off the track," Lewis smiled dangerously as he shook his hand.
"Gosh I'm so glad we live in the 1800s," you scoffed, teasing the men. They just rolled their eyes as Susie and Jack laughed at your joke.
When the end night concluded after one too many embarrassing stories about you, you walked out with Oscar’s hand in your left, and Jack’s in your right. 
“Oscar,” Jack’s small voice rang out over the voices of the other people in the group. Oscar stopped and crouched down to hear him, and you snapped a quick photo, quickly putting it in your favourites. Your two boys. “I really like you, and Y/n really likes you. Please don’t make her sad.” 
Oscar’s heart swelled at his words, getting acknowledgement from Jack? The highest honour. He nodded, smiling. “I’d never dream of it.”
Jack’s lips broke out into a smile. “Good!” and he skipped ahead and took your hand once more, Oscar following suit. 
This really was the start of something great.
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