#hamilton prompt

[whumpthemusical]

Whump: The Musical Prompts!!

As stated before, this challenge will run from March 1- March 31, 2024. All fandoms are welcome to participate despite it being prompts based off of musicals. Once again, all types of media are allowed. This challenge has the standard "choose one for the day" style, but feel free to do all three prompts if that's what you want to do!! All types of whump are allowed, but please be respectful to your fellow audience members and properly tag it!! Some of these prompts are sensitive, so make sure you warn your readers correctly! There will be an ao3 collection and an FAQ post coming soon, so if you have any further questions or comments about this challenge, feel free to drop me a line. Happy writing, my beautiful ingénues, and enjoy the show :)))

The prompts will be listed under the cut for those who have difficulty reading fonts!!

Cats- Sabotage • Second Chances • "I Can Dream Of The Old Days."

Wicked- Mob Mentality • Propaganda • "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished."

Jesus Christ Superstar- Whipping • Betrayal • "Then I Was Inspired, Now I'm Sad And Tired."

Les Mis- Survivor's Guilt • Failure • "Drink With Me To Days Gone By."

Heathers- Poison • Reluctant Whumper • "Wanna fight for me?"

Newsies- Chronic Pain • Exploitation • "Let 'Em Laugh In My Face, I Don't Care."

The Last Five Years- Infidelity • Gaslighting • "I Will Not Lose Because You Can't WIn."

Hadestown- Deals • Doomed Narrative • "Doubt Comes In."

Sweeney Todd- False Imprisonment • Razors • "Have You Decided It's Safer In Cages?"

Rent- Substance Abuse • Poverty • "Feels Too Much Damn Like Home."

Bare: A Pop Opera- Outing • Religious Trauma • "Please, See Me."

Waitress- Unplanned Pregnancy • Abuse • "She Is Broken And Won't Ask For Help."

Tick Tick Boom- Atychiphobia • Working To Exhaustion • "Is This Real Life?"

Dear Evan Hansen- Deception • Broken Bone • "Words Fail."

West Side Story- Star-Crossed Lovers • Prejudices • "A Boy Who Kills Cannot Love."

Come From Away- Stranded • Aftermath • "Blankets And Bedding And Maybe Some Food."

Spring Awakening- Withheld Information • Suicide  • "I Don't Scream, Though I Know It's Wrong."

Hamilton- Hurricane  • Dueling • "I Will Kill Your Friends And Family To Remind You Of My Love."

Falsettos- Sickness • Identity Issues • "Death Is Not A Friend."

Into The Woods- Blame • Lost • "Nothing But A Vast Midnight."

The Great Comet- Abduction • Letters • "Did You Love That Bad Man?"

In The Heights- Grief • Homesickness • "I Know That I'm Letting You Down."

Be More Chill- Mind Manipulation • Panic Attack • "Everything About Me Makes Me Want To Die."

Moulin Rouge- Class Differences • Sex Work • "Come What May."

Chicago- Cold Blood • Trial • "He Had It Coming."

Six- Execution • Trauma Bonding • "Playtime's Over."

Ride The Cyclone- Unexpected Tragedy • Forgotten Whumpee • "I Hear The Anguish Of The Street."

The Rocky Horror Show- Obsession • Wrong Place, Wrong Time • "I've Seen Blue Skies Through The Tears."

Nerdy Prudes Must Die- Bullying • Ritual • "Who Will Pray For You?"

Jekyll And Hyde- Duality • Good Vs Evil • "If I Die, You'll Die."

Phantom Of The Opera- Disfiguration • Shunned • "My Power Over You Grows Stronger Yet."

[ratsnu]

that awkward moment right before you embark on the “walk of shame” back to your quarters after sleeping with the guy you hate (aka hamilton) (its noon) (they cuddled and slept in) (everyone is gonna notice)

[f1llolst]

I need a fic where Nico Rosberg is the grid dad of all the younger drivers (Lando, Oscar, Logan, Alex, Lance etc. (+Max because who wouldn’t adopt max???) without the older drivers knowing (Jenson knows because he and Britney are bestieees). And the older drivers think they are their grid dads. So Charles (he isn’t Nico’s grid kid because seb) thinks Oscar is his grid kid and Lewis thinks max and lando are his and Fernando has lance and Logan (in my head it makes sense).

So one day they all hang out in someone’s drivers room and Max is having a panic attack and their Lewis and the other grid dads can’t calm him down and Oscar is like “I’m going to get mom” (it’s what they all collectively call Nico to tease him) and the grid dads are confused because why would Oscar get Nicole piastri? And suddenly Oscar walks in with freaking Nico Britney Rosberg in tow who quickly calms down all his kids ( they all started to freak out because they couldn’t stop max panic attack)

And that’s how they all found out they share the custody of their grid kids.

[itsgxsly]

Lewis fic prompt 7

Head on they're shoulder in public

pairing: lewis hamilton x reader

prompt: 7. falling asleep on their shoulder in public

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"Are you tired?" if Lewis hadn't spoken to you probably in a few minutes you would have been in a deep sleep.

"mhm" while still trying to keep your eyes open, that was the only response you could give. You weren't usually that tired, but it was race Sunday and you had been awake since very early, so now while you and Lewis, like the rest of the drivers, were waiting for the rain to subside and the race to start, you couldn't help but start to felt sleepy, and when Lewis let you lean into his shoulder as he relaxed next to you before getting into the car, it was the last thing you needed to start drifting off to sleep.

You noticed Lewis kiss your head gently two or three times and you snuggled deeper into him. You really didn't care if everyone in the Mercedes garage saw you fall asleep next to Lewis, actually most of the people there were used to seeing the two of you get cozy in the garage before any race you attended.

When you had your eyes closed and were on the verge of sleep again, you heard someone speaking to Lewis in the background. He moved his shoulder slightly moving your head with his. You groaned slightly before raising your head to look at him with knitted brows ready to claim him. Before you could say anything, Lewis left you a quick but tender kiss on the lips and another on the forehead and got up from where you had been the last while.

"I have to go, sweetie" he said pointing to his car. Then you understood why the sudden awakening. The race was about to start.

You just nodded. There were still a few minutes left for the light to go out and you knew that by then you would return to your usual nervous self like in all races. Until then, you placed a kiss on Lewis's lips and wished him good luck before watching as he prepared to get into the car.

[thisismeracing]

#9 with Lewis!

coming right up! ✍🏾🫶🏾

From the Quick Prompt List: 9. “Can you come pick me up?”

word count: 0.5k

pairing: reader (she/her pronouns) x lewis hamilton

warnings: mentions of alcohol, club and a bit of tooth-rotting fluff.

It was past midnight, Yn's friends were somewhere in the middle of the club drinking and dancing, and she was way too tired and tipsy to bother leaving the bar. Her body was achy after working all day and she only agreed to come because it has been forever since they went out together, but right now, Yn was starting to regret not going home.

She watched as the lights flicked again, the neon hurting her eyes and making her dizziness worse. Her phone buzzed with a random notification that lit up her screen and she stared at the picture of her boyfriend and his dog, her favorite picture of them, her lock screen.

Yn didn't think too much before getting up and dialing his number from heart while walking to the back entrance where the sound of the loud music was muffled.

"Hi, Lew, can you come pick me up?" she mumbled pressing the device closer to her ear. It wasn't common for Yn to ask him favors, although Lewis would hardly consider it a favor, but the fact was: Yn did not like to ask Lewis things, she did not like to "be a bother" and it doesn't matter how many times he would tell her that she was not bothering and that he would gladly do anything for her, she still would take forever before giving in. That's why he was confused when she asked him to pick her up, because she was out with friends in a club located 40min from his house.

"Yeah, babe, I'm on my way, but is everything ok?" he asked, already grabbing his keys and wallet.

Yn nodded but then remembered he couldn't see her.

"I'm fine, just not really in the mood to party. I'm too tipsy and there's too much light and too much noise, I just wanna get home to you and Roscoe," she explains.

Lewis stops for a second once again, because that was another first. She was referring to his house as "home" and she wanted to get back to him and Roscoe. His heart pulsed faster.

"Do you want me to stay with you on the line? Are you sure you're safe?" he asked, getting inside his car and starting the engine.

"I am ok, but if you could stay on the line I would appreciate it."

"Anything for you, gorgeous," he answered and she smiled lazily. "I'm making it there in 20 ok?"

"But it's a 40min drive," she stated.

"I'm making it in twenty," he repeated, and sure enough in twenty minutes his park was outside the club. Yn found her friends on the dance floor and bid her goodbye before running to her boyfriend. Lewis was leaning against the car, arms crossed, eyes cast on the door as if waiting for her to show up, and when she did his face lit up in a small grin.

"You're absolutely the best, I am so sorry for-"

"You won't ever bother me, Yn. I would pick you up in hell if you asked me to, I love you," he whispers.

Yn smiles hugging him closer and tighter. She was already home although they were still 40min away from his house.

Hope you guys like it -insert here messsage about liking, reblogging, ranting on my inbox, letting me know your thoughts etc etc etc- byeee *mwah*

[ineedtherapydesperately]

I'M BACK ON MY SONG FIC PROMPT THINGO BULLSHIT 🫶

dear theodosia ella thoughts inspired by the idea @strugglingsapphic added to my crack hamilton post :D

the theodosia part is dedicated to chloe purely so ella sings "loOK aT mY sON" at chad. this is canon and I don't make the rules. ( @bigmilk-13 please make it a presidential decree or smth)

*father's name

but like ughhh chloe is ella's BABY, her little pumpkin, and ella will do ANYTHING to keep her from witnessing the horrors of the real world. every time chloe cries, ella can feel her heart break a little more. she'll make sure that her little chloe NEVER has to want for anything, that she NEVER has to experience the way ella grew up. and if chloe ends up a little too spoiled, a little too opinionated, well, that's okay—as long as she doesn't have to face a dark and lonely and cold world. as long as she has people around her who love her for who she is, who support her and who would never abandon her.

ella does it for chloe, maybe a little bit for herself, but also for bridget—bridget, her once bright star and first love, the one who grew cold and callous and jaded because she was betrayed one too many times, and it's all ella's fault goddamnit. but she can't change the past, so she'll make sure that history isn't repeated through her daughter. for bridget.

domestic life really never was ella's style, not with the way she grew up. she hates it, hates the false pretense of 'family', she hates the pain, the terror and the utter helplessness she was made to suffer through daily. but for chad, for chloe, ella is willing to put her reservations aside. she's willing to be as domestic as it gets, to be the mother she never had. and, well, if her thoughts sometimes stray to a younger bridget, crying in ella's arms after another harsh few days spent with the queen of hearts, well, nobody needs to know. but know this. ella vows to be a better mother than the ones she saw growing up.

and god, whenever ella sees chloe smile?? she falls apart, overwhelmed by the love and protectiveness she feels. this is who she's fighting for, this is who she's protecting from the world. this is her little girl, her baby, and she will always fight to protect that smile. ella thinks back on her younger self, so determined to avoid domesticity and family and commitment. she was so stupid, back then. she won't make the same mistakes again. she can't make the same mistakes again.

ella and chad feels 🫶

this is ella's firstborn, her first attempt at breaking the cycle. chad is ella's everything, her little prince, her baby boy. every time she looks at him, she can only feel an immense surge of pride—something stronger than pride, even. he's so charming, that chad, even as just a mere baby. every smile, every giggle, undoes ella and she's so, so enchanted with her baby.

she's going to give him everything she possibly can, all the opportunities she missed out on growing up. the friends, the food, the money, the material goods—anything and everything. chad will NEVER be left wanting for anything, he'll always be warm and well fed and have a place to sleep. ella vows this. and if he ends up growing up a bit too spoiled, like all the royalty she hated back in the merlin academy? ella ignores it, because he deserves the chance to just be normal and have a normal childhood, without the pressure of anything else. because chad is the crown prince, and ella has seen first hand what that pressure can do to someone. ella has seen just what happens when someone succumbs it, and she has seen the ramifications of not having someone to lean on when it happens. so ella makes sure that chad has a strong support system, because this is her damn son and she's going to make sure that history never repeats itself again.

daddy issues!! (no but fr a few days ago I very loudly whispered 'daddy issues' during the part in hamilton when he says 'don't call me son!' the silence was palpable and I'm still embarrassed bc it wasn't supposed to come out that loudly)

but wow, look at ella go, breaking the cycle once again! she'll always be there for her babies, because she grew up lost, with an absent father who was never there when she needed him the most. ella refuses to let this be reality for her children, and if she has to break into the council room to steal christopher from the meeting so that he can say goodnight to their babies and tuck them into bed with her, she fucking will. the council is used to it by now, and are no longer offended—it's hard to be, when christopher drops his charming demeanour and threatens the first and last person to complain about ella, at sword point. he leaves a small, barely noticeable but definitely present scar as a reminder.

and sometimes ella sits in on those very meetings as well, because she's determined to change the very foundation of cinderellasburg, to keep her children safe, to make sure that nobody else ever has to grow up like she did. and the council doesn't protest, which probably has nothing to do with the way christopher casually twirls a dagger between his fingers, eyeing each and every one of them with a pleasant smile and a threatening gleam in his eyes. and ella can't help but feel a bit bittersweet, because finally, she's changing the system, the way she and bridget had always dreamt about back in the merlin academy. but there is no bridget by her side, not anymore. and ella can't blame her for that.

chad and chloe are the new blood, the next generation. the united states of auradon has been around only slightly longer than they've been alive—it's literally a new nation, and they're the future leaders. ella will make sure that she hands down a good kingdom to them, and if she has to bleed for it, she doesn't care. if she has to die for it, so be it. cinderellasburg will uphold it's damn morals and convictions, even if it's the last thing she ever does. because her children, her little prince and her little pumpkin, deserve nothing less. she raises them to be good people, to have strong morals, to always, always, do good.

which is why ella refuses to kneel. she holds her head high, and accepts the face of death, staring the consequences of her mistakes and inaction in the eyes, and she does it for her children. for chad and chloe. for chloe and chad.

this accidentally turned too angsty but I just had to slip in some bridgella oops 🎀 doomed wlw you have my heart

this has been marinating in my drafts for several days now I have so many songs in my drafts but none of them are comprehensible so. they might get released in the future who knows

edit bc i forgot auradon prep didn't exist yet :D if you came from a repost mb g

[yomawari]

Some old Jamilton warm-up sketches that I never posted. More spicy ones under the cut.

[starlightiing]

🤍 with gewis pretty please

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone - Gewis

@ohblimeygeorge

This is my first Gewis ever so ahh!! I'm really nervous and I hope this is okay! Sorry for the wait, my nerves got to me.

Alcohol is buzzing in his veins as his heart thrums along to the beat of a rather energetic song the DJ is playing. He isn't drunk at all, far from it, in fact, simply riding the high of a gentle buzz and the overwhelming happiness this day has brought to him.

Sometimes, if he thinks too much about it, it still feels like a dream.

Lewis is ever vigilant at his side, smiling brighter than the damned sun as he converses with Lando. Their pinkies are looped together behind their backs in a more private and intimate show of affection, and George thinks his chest may simply burst with the love he has for his husband.

His husband. How he will never, ever tire of saying that.

"George?" Lewis addresses him after a moment, his voice a bit strained as he struggles to be heard over the sound of the music. "You alright, love?"

"Perfect, actually." George replies with a smile, so warm and so full of affection. He leans in to Lewis, close enough to wrap an arm around his waist and reel him in to his side. "Why?"

"You're in dreamland. Should I cut you off from the champa-"

The shrill sound of a fork tapping loudly against glass sufficiently stops Lewis from finishing his statement, his head whipping around to try and locate where the sound has come from. George, curious as well, looks around the room in tandem. His eyes fall upon Lando (when had he left Lewis' side? Weren't they just talking?) standing up at his table. His smile is wide and mischievous, and his flute of champagne is tightly grasped between his fingers as he taps the edge of his fork against it. "Kiss!"

Lewis turns back to face him, his eyes filled with amusement and affection as he angles himself to face George head-on. "It's tradition, George, pucker up."

Lewis' lips are on his before he draws his next breath. Perhaps its the alcohol in his system slowing his reaction time down, but he stumbles backwards a bit, and Lewis' arm comes to wrap around his waist to keep him from tripping. He hums in surprise, before his brain finally catches up and he leans into the kiss. It's warm and electrifying, as most of Lewis' kisses are, but the fluttering in his chest and the buzzing in his veins are more pronounced now than they ever have been before.

Cheers and applause erupt around them as they kiss, and George cannot help but smile as the kiss breaks apart softly.

"You reckon Lando will pull that trick a few more times tonight?" Lewis asks, bumping his nose against George's for a brief nuzzle.

Beaming, George chuckles and replies, "Truthfully? I wouldn't mind it at all if he did."

[whumpthemusical]

Who out there is ready to be included in the sequel and step back into the limelight? Curtains are rising again on December 1, 2024 at 7 PM EST. We hope to see you soon, ingénues 🎭

[leclvrc]

prompt 4 with lewis 🥺

also, your writing is so so good! i’ve read some of the pieces multiple times now and i’ll probably do it again…. 💙

You shift in his lap, ass brushing over Lewis' dick as your mouth trails down his chest. To his stomach, before you settle between Lewis' spread thighs. The place as familiar as the feeling of Lewis' lips on yours. Lewis hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his swimming trunks and then pulls them down, just enough for his dick to be exposed.

Your mouth waters at the sight, but you're slow as you lean in, kissing the skin around his stiffening cock. Your hand comes up to his shaft and he's already hot beneath your touch.

You roll your wrist. Just like you always do to drive him wild in two seconds flat and then kiss the head of his cock. Lick over the shiny tip as you go. Lewis curses above you, like he's torn between telling you to hurry up and put your mouth to good use or let you take your time. In the end he doesn't say much of anything. Instead he buries one of his hands in your hair, finds something to hold onto as you lick once more over his tip.

His head falls bsck with a dull thud and you hide a smile into the soft skin of Lewis' thigh. Eyes eagerly following the way Lewis' throat bobs as he swallows. It only take a moment for Lewis to look back down. Like he can't bear not to watch.

Finally, you wrap your lips around his cock. Your back arches, eyes rolling closed despite wanting to see him fall apart. You can't help it, not with the way he's looking at you; with his weight and taste on your tongue. A flush crawls up the back of your neck.

You move carefully, brushing one of your hands down Lewis' leg and to his knee. Dip your head low as you try to fit more of Lewis' cock into your mouth. It's hard though, with Lewis' girth. The best you can do is alternate between bobbing your head and sucking at the tip. Use one of your hands to jerk him off where your mouth can't reach.

You draw your tongue along his slit and Lewis' whole body shifts, legs falling open around your head. Both of his hands are in your hair now, slowly helping guide your mouth back down his cock and you're eager to obey. The tip brushes the back of your throat but you relax swiftly, hear the praise on Lewis' lips taper off into a moan.

"Baby, you're too good at this," he says above you, hands pulling a little at your hair. Your eyes roll back and you moan around his cock. The praise immediately going to where you crave him most as one of your own hands trails down your body. You find the apex of your thighs and hum around him. Run one of your fingers over your slick folds before rubbing over your nub. Your back arches once more.

Panting, you pull off Lewis' dick. A string of spittle connecting your lips to the head. You wipe your nose, not sure when it had grown runny and then kiss the shiny tip of his dick again.

"Let me look at you," he says then, voice hoarse from pleasure. You look up, eyes a little watery and smile. The ruined expression on his face exactly what you had been thinking about since you crawled between his legs.

"Made for this, aren't you, baby?" he asks, "Look at your lips stretched around my cock. Fuck."

He's a little shiny with sweat, braids loose and free around his head still. Only Lewis manages to make it look good, you think to yourself, sinking down on his cock again with a slow hum.

[lasagnaisoverrated]

GUYS GUYS WHAT IF LIKE I OR SOMONE MADE A FIC OF LIKE HAMILTON AND MARIA BUT INSTED OF THEM IT WAS OPTIMUS AND STARSCREAM AND LIKE STARSCREAM WASNT THERE TO EXTORT HIM IT WAS LIKE STARSCREAM WAS BEIMG MISTREATED BY MEGATON AND CAME LOOKING FOR COMFORT IN OPTIMUS AND THEN IDK AND IT MATCHES WITH THE SOMG SAY NO TO THIS AM I CRAZY OR AM I JUST GOOD

[thisismeracing]

#7 for lewis!! ❤️❤️❤️

💖 here you go! hope you like it, sweetheart

From the Quick Prompt List: 7. “Can you proofread my essay?”

word count: 0.4k

pairing: reader (she/her pronouns) x lewis hamilton

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, not proofread.

It was a Wednesday night, the house was quiet and so was the city. It was too late for someone to be awake on a Wednesday night, yet Yn was furiously checking her school notes and typing on her laptop while Lewis mindlessly scrolled through his phone.

"Are you almost done, love?" he asked Yn taking off his attention from his phone for a bit. Lewis has been patiently waiting for Yn to finish her uni work so that they could enjoy some quiet time together, but her paper was taking more than expected.

"Just adding one more paragraph and then I'm done," Yn answered without taking her eyes off of her screen.

It was only twenty minutes later when she got up from her spot stretching her body and letting out a small tired groan. Yn walked to the couch lying on top of Lewis whose hands instantly found her waist securing her body closer to his.

"Done?"

"Yup, almost" she answered, tracing one of his tattoos.

"What's up, babe?" he asked noticing her antics, he knew her all too well to know that she was considering saying something but was holding back. The tattoo tracing was something Yn would do in these situations.

"My eyes are hurting and my brain is melting, Amor," she joked and placed a small kiss on the corner of his lips. Lewis smiled at the endearing nickname in her mother language, he loved to hear her speaking and singing, even when she was angry it was cute to watch the way her lips would pout and her accent would get thicker.

"Ask away, babe," he poked her sides getting a chuckle from her.

Yn lifted up the upper half of her body, using her elbows to support it, and fixed her gaze on her boyfriend, "Can you proofread my essay?"

Lewis lets out a soft laugh, "Babe, you could've asked before. Of course, I can proofread your essay, though I have no idea about the nerdy topic you wrote about," he jokes.

Yn smiles and closes her eyes for a second enjoying the feeling of sharing life and its burdens with him. The possibility of resting and not worrying about everything because you had someone who could and would make sure things were in order just for you.

"The subject is all set, it's just my eyes are burning, I can't and won't spot my grammar mistakes, and I wanted to submit it tonight so that we can enjoy the rest of the week without University looming around."

"You know I would do anything for you," he states right before taking her lips with his in a slow kiss.

"I love youuuu," she whines when he stands up to grab her laptop and bring it to the sofa so that her essay will be proofread in no time.

"I love you more, bebê."

amor (love) and bebê (babe). wrote this listening to the silence of my room. hope you guys like it, don't forget to like, reblog, yada yada yada <3 *mwah*

[12romy]

Romy I can’t find the tweet but I found a pic that was used in the tweet and someone said that Lewis looks like he is a wag here

https://x.com/44britcedes/status/1794000905135861951?s=46

And honestly if he were in his wag era I can imagine both Nico & Seb fighting over him!!! Like just imagine both those blonde Germans fighting over their fav rival 🤭

Also side note Lewis as a wag would be insane 🔥🔥🔥🔥

I ended up writing a little something about this because WAG Lewis is now living rent-free in my head + sebcedes x)

And yeah, I agree, big WAG energy in this one, look at him and his little WAG stance!

Ficlet under the cut, enjoy!

Everyone and their mother knew about Lewis Hamilton in the paddock. 

He was pretty hard to ignore. It wasn’t rare to get stars and celebrities coming to the paddock, but he was always there. It almost felt like he never missed a race, following the circus around the world.

He might be retired as a model, but he was still making head turns – it had to do with the extravagant outfit he showed up in, but it also was undoubtedly due to the fact the man was objectively beautiful. His propensity to show more skin than strictly necessary might help, too.

What most people were confused about, however, was for who Hamilton was here. Because it was obvious that he was here for someone. He had been named WAG of the year more than once.

It seemed to change every weekend - but only between two people.

Nico Rosberg and Sebastian Vettel’s rivalry was well known on track, but outside of it as well. The two men were everything but discreet when it came to their… Affection for the former model. They were openly fighting over for him, at least to anyone who had eyes. Lewis, on the other side, seemed to be content to lead them both on, showing up to one or the other's arm depending on his mood – or maybe who won the race, fans had elaborated theories about this.

Journalists had tried to ask the three men about it. They had quickly given up after getting temporary, then permanent bans from the paddock when they got too insistent. 

Whatever they had going on, it seemed to work for the three of them, because neither of the blonde, German drivers - there were a number of jokes about Lewis having a type - looked like they wanted to give up on their strange arrangement, and Lewis hadn’t walked away yet. It had been going on for years.

When the announcement that Sebastian Vettel was leaving Ferrari to join Mercedes for the 2017 season, people freaked out. Both rivals, in the same team? They would murder each other!

Lewis, on the other hand, simply showed up to the first race of the season with a sly smile on his face and a white Mercedes shirt. He kept on smiling when, inevitably, the two drivers took each other out by the second lap, screaming insults as they got out of the car.

At the end of the race, a lot of people noticed Lewis seemed to have vanished from the paddock - as did Nico and Seb.

They only had more theories, after that.

[nuttynutcycle]

Prompt 389

"I love you."

"I love you too." Their partner said automatically before glancing up from their book. "Wait, you look sad. What's wrong?"

"I have a bad feeling about today."

Their partner lept up from the couch. "Was it something I did? I know I forgot to rinse my dishes-"

"No. I think..." they gave a queasy, half-broken laugh. "I think I'm going to die today."

[f1prompts]

pairing: brocedes

summary: lewis thinks nico has changed/blocked his number so he leaves him voicemails for YEARS. at first they're just him giving nico shit/being angry at him post 2016 and leaving. then they become a weird comfort thing for lewis where he just pours his heart out. until one day, nico picks up and... idk, they talk? nico has been listening this entire time? i don't know!

dw: yearning dnw: i don't know go wild with it

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