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Also I stole this ask just so I can post this fuggin weirdo I made smhh (I raise from the dead just to post an oc again LMAOAOAOAO)
Hopefully this will be my last one in a long while I can live with 7 fuggin wh characters HHFHFUDJSNKSSJ- well- technically 8 if you include Betsy-
But to keep it (somewhat) short and sweet- my loser- a ye ol Milkman- Zachary Milksop (chronically lactose intolerant) and Betsy (a lil mascot moo sentient puppet)
Another character made almost spur in the moment again (like Mari) though thankfully not another bUG, but just some average human smhh. He’s a really simple guy, a loser, is as interesting as normal milk— he’s just the ye ol milkman who delivers you that gud shid smhh— enjoyer of the finer things in life (lunchables). A lil flirty and charming (in possibly the cringiest way possible) however he doesn’t really seem to pick up anyone besides the local cows that constantly harass him (and eats his pants). He enjoys watching them though, from v e r y m u c h afar——
hes just kinda, “that guy”
Also Betsy- a very sweet woman! She always greets everyone and has the friendliest extroverted personality ever! Always the type to bring (albeit tiny) gifts for her favorite neighbors and always leads when talking to anyone. Not like she would allow Zach to say anything anyway, she hates his polyester guts (and only him smhh)
#HOPEFULLY#h O p e fu l ly#Last oc in a while I am too tired to make another one in the spur of the moment again JDHCGDDH#I’m trying to rest damn it LMAO#But also doesn’t help that iv been feeling like absolute garbage lately#Last night specially- I just couldn’t sleep for the life of me- I was so upset and disheartened-#Dw I’m a lot better today- just still feelin a lil hollow#But anyway!#a loser 😔💔🥄🥄 iv been wanting to make a painfully dumb human character since iv made Dusty#But nOOOOOOOOO I MADE EVERYTHING EL S E#Now iv basically made every version of characters iv been wanting to make-#So now I can finally be at e a s e -#Welcome home#welcome home oc#Also hopefully that will actually motivate me to draw welcome home content again LDNHDJDDJDJ been severely l a c k I n’#Zachary Milksop & Betsy#They share a tag 💔🥄🥄
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thinks "hm i'm craving some home made cake i should make some cake". gets up out of bed. agonizing pain. yet another way in which this wretched body of mine keeps itself from experiencing any joy..
#i woke up with the left side of the lower half of my body hurting to the point i struggle to like. even sit up let alone stand or walk#so that's fun! needless to say i stayed at home today 🥲 didn't even get out of bed beyond basic short stuff#i just simply forgot abt the pain after being in bed for a few hours...... then standing up it hit me again 😔💔#this is so annoying. bc. lying down is breaking my back atp. i'm doing it way too much lately#either bc of depression or other forms of pain that make it hard to walk lol 🥲#hate this body fr fr frrrrrrr i wish it was dead#vent#negative //#anyway does anyone know any tips for. i assume it's hip muscle cramps?? bc this feels like the core of it#it hurts more than regular muscle cramps but that may be just bc of what body part it's affecting idk.
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3 christmas cards & 1 birthday card i made !! 🥳🥳
#bc i started scrapbooking i thought id try making christmas cards too#but i left it too late to actually by the supplies so i had to make do with what i had#i only really had 3 ppl to make christmas cards for#but !! i thought itd be a nice gift. theyre pictured in order of when i made them#and i think they slowly got better#the bows on the third one i had to do myself and it was unreasonably fiddly to do 😭#and then my mom joked at work today that id made these cards but hadnt made her a bday card#so when i got home i made her the purple card bc its her fave colour but i only had pastel stuff not dark purple like she likes 😔😔#but the thought was there. and also i have no actual birthday kinda crafty supplies#bc i dont really have many ppl to give bday cards 😭😭#idk i hope everyone liked their cards. i know theyre not great but it was my first time with limited supplies (and talent)#personal
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#honestly they moved me to a different office right now so im not alone in my place anymore and tbh i should not be complaining bc at least#this one gets warn fast and im not in the open first to call usually and all but idk i feel like an intruder there and miss having lots of#place and the fact noone seen my screen etc and just overall i would prefer sitting next to the guys but also 😶 idk i just dont like anyone#hearing my phone calls etc and also i fucked up at work today BADLY but noone knows yet and this sounds like i fuck up a lot but i always#called the smaller mistakes this too i guess shskd also i almsof argued with a man who's our client on the phone but for gods sake i do know#i am right and idk if he's making me feel stupid or something or is he using one of my mistakes for his own good idk idk idk it will be a#nightmare to make this work now#and also we are having some kind of meeting with food etc tomorrow in the office upstairs but also rhe atmosphere is so not it and dudes not#at work tomorrow and he should be the one in there and like idk it all works like a fucked up chaos i also almost argued with the d irector#today bc of this lmao almost on dude's behalf bc tht waa the situation that pissed me off first#and i got to walk or catch a bus home tomorrow and like my mind does work so fast and keeps overthinking lately 😕#walking isnt the best best for me tbh#also i made plans with my friend and i do hope i open to her during the weekend bc i want to talk about everything so badly but at the same#time idk like i cant talk about personal things anymore (except here) she doesn't know what is making w suffer 😔#i think i made a decision about monday tho not the best one but both were bad so at least here i am...#anyone i am still helpless and that's what the sentence will end at bc i don't want to say the same thing again and again and again#anywya i have to delete this bc its too much details soon
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I feel like a bad cat mom my baby deserves better 😭
#my apartment will feed/check on your cat for free while you're traveling#i only booked them for the 24th and 25th bc i was getting home today#and last time i booked them for the day i came home they ended up coming by like after i had already gotten home and was eating dinner lol#but then my flight got delayed 😔 so i didn't get home until late tonight#and i emailed them at like 1:00 when i first found out my flight was going to be delayed asking if they could check on him#but i should have called#anyway when i got home he had gotten into a bag of his treats bc he was hungry and i feel so bad 😭#(he might also smell my step-mom's kitties on me he is giving me big 'welcome home cheater' energy)#i'm so sorry yooj 😭#yuji tag
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period FINALLY fuckinf started. took its sweet time with it huh
#ive been cramping and having stupid digestive issues for a solid week. at my wits end fr#been putting off taking proper painkillers for them bc i can only take them for 3 consecutive days#and cramps are MUCH worse when it actually starts so i didnt wanna be rawdogging em.#but i got woken up from the pain last night and was like fuck it i just want to sleep for once so took them regardless#but yeah actually bleeding now thank god. just a few rough days and itll be over for this cycle#ughhhh. anyway i have a few hours off work for this drs appt and the bus was early (or the prev one was very late lmao)#so got 20 mins to kill at home.. sooo weird to be outside of work on a weekday in daylight hours lol i left for work before dawn#and ill be home after dusk tn. sighhh. well at least i get some daylight today i don't usually get any bc my lunch break is too short#to feasibly leave the building AND eat 😔 im rlllly gonna need my sad lamp this year#mmm anyway im gonna read a bit i think and then head out early just in case the clinic is hard to find..i havent been to this one before#hopefully all goes well 🤞🤞🤞🤞#.diaries
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#spiritually apologizing to my philosophy professor for always having a crisis on wednesdays#sorry bro 😔#i actually really miss the first english professor i had online#he was so nice :'] he gave off Huge magnus quinn vibes#if i had him today i would've gone to class i think#i just don't. feel great and i've never really felt this way before and it's kind of complicated and all#tangled in my chest like spaghetti and i don't like it#there's like. a large part of me sticking up for myself internally that wants to hiss and fight shdjfhgjg#but logically. some of my feelings are justified but others are not and i know this#it's just. wombo combo ough#and i could really use a friend or#i dunno. someplace to go to#i was just gonna go to my Usual Parking Lot Nap spot#but i cried on the way home last night and i felt like i might end up crying again and that isn't something that's happened often lately#and i dunno. i wanted to keep driving. so i put on my Chill the Fuck Out playlist. but i didn't know where i was going#or where i Could go for comfort because there. isn't really anywhere dhfjghg. i thought abt the gym tbh but was worried abt stressing out#the trans tape on Day One shdkfhfk. so i figured i could drive downtown and get some pan dulce#and champurrado from my favorite place because it's been years and i need some comfort#think i'll go to the park and just walk for a while afterwards. i could use it#sap says
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hiii 😭 I REALLY LOVE UR GOJO X YN SO MUCHHH 😔😔 I was also wondering like maybe what if y/n has a wound, like any where 🥲 it could be either on her back, arms, legs but she doesn't wanna tell gojo abt it and she hides it, then he will find out about it either she winces when gojo hugs her, starts wearing long sleeved clothes or her shirt lifts up while sleeping 🤧 TYSMM❤❤
strain — gojo satoru x f!reader
a/n: I am honored that you like my works, love! hope you enjoy this as well 🫶💕🫶 also happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legend: gojo satoru!! (it’s still his birthday in my country so hush I am not late)
you are more than a capable sorcerer. in fact, you are one of the strongest in the field.
however, like anyone else, there are some moments where things get a little out of hand, and you come back bearing a rather long slash on your left arm.
but since it’s pretty late, you decided you will bother shoko about it in the morning. that is how you’re finally in your home, with satoru nowhere to be found.
you frown lightly at the fact that he is still out there fighting curses, but a part of you feels relieved that you don’t have to explain your situation right now.
the night should pass by smoothly, and you will go to shoko tomorrow: a fool-proof plan!
so you do what you can to sanitize the wound, and cover it until you can get it treated properly. you also take the chance to indulge in your favorite snack as a good job treat.
after finishing your food and tidying up for the day, you’re finally in bed, all-cozied up and avoiding anything touching your wound as much as possible.
a deep breathe in, a deep breathe out, and you slowly drift to sleep.
not much time passes before satoru’s familiar footsteps echo throughout the house.
your husband has an abundance of energy.
but it seemed like today’s missions have drained him a bit more than normal, so he skips eating anything and heads straight to your shared bedroom.
his heart softens, and his muscles relax upon the sight of you tucked in bed. he walks to press a small kiss on your forehead, quickly changing into his pajamas and settling right by your side.
he stretches a bit and turns to spoon you as per usual, eyes closing in contentment.
but you wince, even if adeptly, and it sends alarms ringing through his head.
he jerks up, and his hand is instantly placed on your arm again, softly. there is an ever so faint change in your expression as your eyebrows furrow, and he has never pulled his hand away so fast.
he keeps debating in his head whether to wake you up or not, but he swiftly settles for the former.
he needs to know what happened. so he, regrettably, nudges your sleepy form, “y/n?”
you groan, but, nonetheless, you reply, “…what?”
while satoru often likes to base theatrics around his every move and phrase, but he also knows when to get straight to the point, “did you get hurt on today’s mission?”
you’re no longer half-asleep, and you quickly sit up, eyeing your husband. knowing there is no escape nor denial, you fidget with your fingers and nod slowly.
then you hurriedly utter, “but I was going to see shoko first thing in the morning; I promise!”
he nods slowly, holding your hands in his own. you’re left to look him in the eyes. satoru’s eyes being exposed makes him feel so vulnerable, or at least that’s how he is with you.
you can see every wrinkle, and every crease; you can see what he is thinking about in real time. he has long given up hiding anything from you, and, besides, it feels fresh to just let go.
but right now, as you look into his eyes, you see them swarming with confliction, pain, and worry.
he doesn’t scold you about not going right now because he knows that you will tell him that you either thought it wasn’t a big deal or that you didn’t want to bother shoko with it.
instead, he settles on a hushed whisper of “can I see it?”
you throw him a confused look, “why? I am getting it treated tomorrow anyway,” then you smile, “it’s not going to permanent if that’s what you’re worried about.”
he shakes his head, “it’s not that; I just—“ he takes a deep breath then looks at you pleadingly, “just let me see it.”
perhaps it’s to silence his thoughts and to show him that you’re truly okay, as okay as you can be.
you’re still alive, and that’s what matters, he thinks. nevertheless, he feels the need to see just how serious is the wound anyway.
reluctantly, you slowly take off your jacket to reveal the poorly bandaged gash on your arm.
he looks up at you, asking for permission because even if he needs to see it for his own selfish reasons, he has to put you above anything and everything else.
you nod, giving the free reign to slowly take off the bandages. you can barely hold back any pained noises, but you can’t help the wincing of your body.
satoru’s frown deepens, and with every move, your husband’s heart aches. it goes like that until the wound is finally unveiled.
you feel satoru observing the cut so intently that you look away. satoru curses everything that he can think of, and never has we wanted the ability to heal others more than right now.
he straightens his back, “that’s a deep cut, y’know.”
“I know…”
“you also realize that the wound could’ve hit your chest and inevitably heart, right?”
you huff, “listen, if you’re going to give me a lecture or keep making me feel bad about it then I will have you know—“
“you could’ve died.”
you notice the strain in his voice, so you turn to finally look eyes with him. he looks pained, so hurt, maybe even terrified at the fact that there was a chance that he could’ve lost you.
your expression immediately becomes that of sympathy, “but I didn’t, and dwelling on the fact that I might’ve died will only bother you for no reason,” you hold his hand, “I am here and alive, aren’t I?”
your husband sighs, resting his head on your right shoulder, “you’re hurting my poor little heart whenever you put yourself in danger like that.”
a giggle escapes your lips, and your hands naturally find their way in his hair, fingers gently carding through, “whatever shall we do.”
“if things went my way then you would just stay home looking all pretty like you always do,” he states, and you roll your eyes.
“well, they’re going my way tonight, so—“ the clock strikes twelve, “happy birthday, silly boy.”
his eyes widen and he pulls away to look you in the face. he blinks dumbly then looks at what’s in your hands: a cupcake with a candle.
a wide grin of unbridled joy appears on your husband’s face. his eyes shimmer in the moonlight as he laughs, “I really didn’t expect it this time!”
“you outdid yourself, pretty girl,” he hums, hand caressing your cheek.
“I still have a lot more things for you,” you beam with pride. satoru can’t contain himself anymore, and he pulls you into a loving embrace.
“I love you so much,” he murmurs beside your ear, pressing a light kiss to the side of your neck.
you pat his back, “I love you too, ‘toru,” you laugh, “but you’re pressing on my wound, and I think I am just going to cry and not because of overwhelming love.”
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☆ What dating the blue lock characters feels like (pt 2)
Dating Sae Itoshi includes matching earrings, having your initial dangling in his dominant leg (so every time he scores he dedicates the goals to you), having you in the back of his phone, being mean to everyone but you, buying you everything you want, giving you his password to all his socials, buying you flowers every week, slow dancing in the rain, watching hello kitty with you, kissing you on the back of your hand <3
Dating Shidou Ryusui includes bear hugs!!, slapping your ass every time he gets a chance, biting you randomly, love hate relationship, "shut up" x "make me", would try to be romantic (it does not work), would always expect you watching his games, looking at you in the crowd if he scores a goal, making boys near you cry because he dosnt want them to steal you away from him
Dating Otoya Eita includes kissing you on the neck, painting each other's nails in the color of black, wearing a pink scrunchie you gave him as a joke he now won't remove it from his arm, giving you his hoodie, acts of service, only wearing this specific perfume when you guys meet, pocky game (he would purposely lose)
Dating Tabito Karasu includes flirting with you in front of your friends, matching lego heart keychain, giving you cute random things and saying "my chick number 7 gave this to me, i don't need it so you can have it" that's a lie, he spended 3 days deciding what to give you, carrying you like a sack around, matching sneakers
Dating Alexis Ness includes worshipping you like a goddess, loving every single part of you, carrying an extra ponytail for you, buying you snacks, being very possessive, always wanting to wear matching clothes, words of affirmation and physical touch!!, telling his teamates about how good and kind you are, literally making you experience any kind of dates ex: beach dates, museum dates, stargazing dates, always wanting to touch any part of your body; arms, cheeks, hands
Dating Hiori Yo includes arcade dates!!, winning you stuff toys in claw machines, gaming dates, photobooth dates, physical touch and quality time!!, cuddling while raining, playing games even if your horrible, the beds in minecraft being side by side, carrying you in literally any game, sending you spotify lyrics that he thinks relates to your relationship with him, watching netflix together during summer vacation
Dating Noel Noa includes waking up during weekends with him serving you breakfast in bed, carrying you around like a teddy, all love language, gifting you extravagant gifts everyday, leaving you colorful sticky notes in the counter everyday with daily reminders such as "don't forget to drink water" or "i'm going home late, you should sleep early today"
Dating Ikki Nikko includes only letting you touch his hair, cafe dates, letting you have his drink if you like it more, gifting you a giant teddy on your birthday, would always update you through chat, sending you spotify playlists, handwritten letters, sending memes to eachother, dreaming about being married and adopting 5 cats
Dating Yukimiya Kenyu includes neck kisses!, ranting about all his problems to you at 3 am while cuddling, taking pictures of you every time you go out, his wallpaper being you (he changes his wallpaper every week), just because flowers, photographer x model, always having your favorite food in his bag
Dating Charles Chevalier includes painting each other's nails with the eye color of each other, him only listening to you, sunshine x grumpy, always asking for headpats, booping your nose, watching disney every night before going to bed, expecting you to feed him every time you go out
idk guys kasasu and otoya feels ooc, I THINK IT'S VERY HARD TO WRITE ABOUT THEM SINCE I FEEL LIKE THEY'RE RED FLAGS AND I REALLY DON'T KNOW ABOUT THEIR PERSONALITY THAT MUCH..... (sorry karasu and otoya fans 😔😔) but anw hope you all still like it ☝🏻🤓
btw PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SUGGEST ANYTHING TO WRITE IM HAVING WRITERS BLOCK LOL
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i fell for you.
pairing: lando norris × reader (no faceclaim).
warnings + summary: nothing!! just lando going on his prince charming looking spree after a trolley hit and run.
author's note: thanks for the request! hope i did it justice lol. i’m currently on a long bus journey home so let me know if you have any more requests. i have exhausted my spotify playlists 😔💔
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yourusername: GUESS WHO JUST PASSED HER TEST 😍😍😍😍 took my girls out to eat like the true sugar daddy that i am.
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bff2user: thanks for the food!!! 🤤😍
-> yourusername: ur welcome bbg 😘💍
yourbffsuser: ROAD TRIP ROAD TRIP ROAD TRIP
-> yourusername: YASSSSSSSSSS
-> bff2user: girl come get on a ft call with us!!
-> yourbffsuser: she can do us one better… she can DRIVE to us now.
-> yourusername: BOOOOOOOO!! i can’t!! i’m supposed to be taking my little brother grocery shopping. my parents are in work till late today.
-> bff2user: BOOOOO!! call us afterwards!!!
-> yourusername: I WILL 😍😘‼️💕
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yourbffsuser: WHOS THAT??
-> yourusername: it’s you guys? duh 🙄
-> yourbffsuser: bffr 😒 you know what i mean.
bff2user: we look so good in the first pic!! don’t we yourbffsuser?
-> yourbffsuser: WHAT ABOUT THE MAN IN PIC 2!!
-> yourbffsuser: WHOLE ASS MAN ON MY TL NO WARNING NO APOLOGY NO NOTICE NO NOTHIN!!
-> yourbffsuser: SHES SOFT LAUNCHING!!
-> yourbffsuser: although…. you’re so right. we’re both so cute 😍
-> bff2user: exactly we are 😘😍
landonorris: when you said you’d post me i wasn’t expecting just my torso…. don’t worry pookie, my side hoes aren’t following you. no need to hide me. 😘
-> danielricciardo: yes tf we are.
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-> yourbffsuser: THIS IS UR MAN? 😭
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-> yourbffsuser: god… the men you put on this earth to provide and protect are using kissy emojis on the internet. 😔
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im sad
but not about anything in particular
just. feeling it i guess
#i shouldnt stay up this late#I don't wanna go to school today. i want to stay home.#one more day. you spend the weekend at your dads too!! hooray!!!#im. sleepy.#but I don't want to sleep yet.#i have to though. im alr gettinh a maximum of 3 hours and 30 minutes from here#i want beloved here. i wish he was here. next to me. i wish for alot of thinhs to happen but oh boy would it be. lovely.#ive dreampt of sleeping in ur arms and i will do it again#ahh yearning is making me cry again!!#gay at what cost😔 besides the damn point —#don't trust urself at 3 am challenge (failed) (i want to isolate myself from everything and everyone)#so many things on my mind#its dark in here#whatever#ill fall asleep to the sound of your voice#i think thats the only thing that will comfort me considering my options . cries.
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Lucky you're hot - Lewis Hamilton
request: "hiiiii!!! your fluffs are so cute 😔🤍 i have a request if you dont mind writing it. maybe one where reader came home from work and then after an hour or so lewis just come barging in saying that reader has been home for a while but didnt even cuddle him once?😔😔😔😭" - anon
warnings: none, it's fluff through and through.
wordcount: +1k
a/n: Needy and cute Lewis and sassy Lewis come hand in hand for me, so yeah, hope you like it ❤️
As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!
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Why did I agree to this meeting? It was a thought I’d had at least a dozen times today.
I kicked the front door shut behind me, tossing my bag onto the couch without even looking. My feet were halfway out of my heels as I practically flew down the hall toward the study.
I should’ve been curled up on the couch by now, probably in one of Lewis’ hoodies, something hot in my hand, and maybe, just maybe, thinking about ordering dinner.
But no, I was about to dive headfirst into yet another Zoom call.
The joys of modern life.
Ten minutes. Just survive ten minutes, and then you can call it a night.
I slid into the chair, popping open my laptop with a level of enthusiasm I definitely didn’t feel. Clicking into the meeting, I gave the screen a once-over.
Same old faces. I hit mute, leaned back, and settled into my usual routine—pretending to pay attention while my mind wandered elsewhere.
Perfect. Camera on, mic off, brain in neutral.
I was practically a Zoom ninja at this point. As long as I nodded occasionally and didn’t zone out too hard, no one would even notice I wasn’t listening.
The meeting droned on, voices blending into a background hum as I half-heartedly doodled on a notepad. Something about deliverables, reports, something-or-other that I wasn’t going to remember in an hour.
My eyes kept drifting toward the clock at the bottom of the screen, counting down the minutes until I could escape.
I barely registered the sound of the door creaking open behind me. My brain was too fried to even care. I assumed it was the wind.
Or maybe Lewis moving around the house. Whatever it was, it wasn’t important enough to break my focus—or lack thereof.
Then, I heard footsteps. Heavy, deliberate, and way too familiar.
Before I could fully process what was happening, a very large, very sweaty figure appeared in the doorway and my stomach dropped.
Not now. And not like that.
“Excuse me, love” Lewis announced, his voice filled with dramatic offense. “You've been home for an hour, and not one cuddle? I’m feeling deeply neglected.”
I froze, my fingers tightening around the pen in my hand. I shot him a wide-eyed look, silently screaming at him to go away. But he wasn’t even looking at me.
No, this man was strolling into the room as if I wasn’t in the middle of an important meeting. Or, you know, on camera.
Lewis, completely unbothered, strolled over, looking every bit the part of an Olympic athlete straight out of battle—glistening with sweat, muscles still tense from whatever torturous workout he’d just finished.
And for some reason, pouting.
“Lewis” I hissed under my breath, barely daring to move my lips. “I’m in a meeting.”
He just blinked at me like he didn’t understand the gravity of the situation and I saw the gears in his head turning.
But, without a care in the world, he walked over and bent down, leaning in close, lips puckered in the most exaggerated, dramatic fashion possible.
I raised my hand to stop him, but it was too late. His lips landed on mine with a loud, unmistakable smack.
The kind of kiss that would’ve been cute—if it weren’t for the fact that I was very much on camera, in a professional setting, with a dozen or so people watching.
“LEWIS,” I whisper-yelled, my eyes wide with horror as I frantically glanced at my screen.
Sure, my mic was muted, but my camera definitely wasn’t.
There, staring back at me, was a grid of stunned, amused faces, watching the world’s most casual Zoom crash unfold before their eyes.
Great, this was really happening.
I held up a hand to the screen, as if that would somehow undo what just occurred.
“Uh… sorry, everyone,” I said, my voice coming out more flustered than I intended. “Apparently, I’ve been home for an hour and, uh… neglected someone.”
Yeah, I was never living this down.
That’s when I noticed it—half the people on the call were starstruck. Eyes wide, jaws dropped, as if Lewis Hamilton walking into my study had somehow shattered the laws of the universe.
It got better and better.
Apparently, some of them hadn’t put two and two together that my Lewis Hamilton was the multiple world champion of F1, Lewis Hamilton.
Lewis, still completely oblivious to the chaos he’d caused, blinked at the screen and it took him a second—an agonizingly long second—before he finally seemed to register the fact that we had an audience.
“Oh,” he said, blinking again. “Uh… Hi, everyone.”
The laughter was immediate. My entire screen lit up with amused faces, and I could feel the heat rising in my neck.
I wanted to crawl under the desk and hide forever, but Lewis? He just stood there, completely unbothered, one arm casually draped over my shoulder like this was all part of the plan.
One of my colleagues cleared their throat, clearly trying - and failing - to hold back laughter.
“You know, Y/n,” one of them said, smirking, “if you ever need to end a meeting early, just invite Lewis.”
The rest of the group erupted in laughter again, and I rolled my eyes, though I couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips.
Real funny, dude. Hilarious.
I noticed some of the newer faces on the call still looking at Lewis like they couldn’t believe their eyes. A few of them nudging each other in the chat, their messages popping up on the side of my screen.
“Wait… is that Lewis Hamilton?” one person wrote, followed by another typing, “How did I not know she’s dating him?!” and a string of heart-eye emojis.
Great. Just what I needed. Let’s add a little office gossip into the mix while we’re at it.
Lewis squeezed my shoulder, leaning down to press a quick kiss to the top of my head. As if I wasn’t already mortified enough, I thought.
I shot him a look, my eyes narrowing into a silent warning. Don’t push your luck, Hamilton.
But all he did was smirk back, leaning in closer, like he was about to kiss me again.
“I swear to God,” I muttered under my breath
“I missed you” he whispered back, the teasing lilt in his voice making it impossible for me to stay mad.
I glanced back at the screen, my colleagues still chuckling amongst themselves. Okay, that was definitely the universe telling me to call it a day.
Clearing my throat, I forced a smile and addressed the group. “Right,” I said, trying to regain some semblance of professionalism. “I think we’ve covered everything, haven’t we?”
A few of them nodded a little too eagerly, clearly ready to wrap things up.
“Yeah,” someone chimed in, “we’ll, uh, let you get back to your important duties.”
The laughter returned, and I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes again.
With one final, hasty goodbye, I clicked out of the meeting and slammed my laptop shut with a little more force than necessary.
“You realize what you’ve done, right?” I said, turning to Lewis, who was now looking far too pleased with himself.
He grinned, that signature, disarming smile. “Fixed your day?” he said, pulling me into his arms with ease.
I let out a long, dramatic sigh but didn’t resist when he wrapped his arms around me. “Fixed it, huh?”
“Mhm,” he hummed, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “Meeting’s over, and now I get my cuddles.”
This man… I swear.
I thought, though I couldn’t help but smile as I rested my head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
“You’re lucky you’re hot” I mumbled into his chest; my voice muffled by the fabric of his still sweaty shirt.
He chuckled, his hand gently stroking my back. “Lucky, huh?”
“Very” I whispered, closing my eyes and letting myself melt into the warmth of his embrace.
Because, truth be told, as much as Lewis drove me absolutely insane, he was still the one person I couldn’t imagine my life without.
And yeah, maybe I’d never live down the fact that he’d barged into my meeting demanding kisses, but honestly?
Right now, I didn’t really mind all that much.
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(say the reader is famous also, but not an influencer—maybe like a well known model) hear me out, being close friends with madi and you guys end up moving in together and getting your first apartment
and you come home later than usual one night after ‘hanging out’ with matt and madi knows something is up just by the way you’re walking all slow and stuff and you eventually tell her that you had sex with matt for the first time and she’s just like “omgggggg????? tell me EVERYTHING!” and despite not being able to laugh too hard or else you’ll feel like your pussy is going to rip open LOL you two are just sitting on the couch giggle and talking about the whole thing
PERFECT
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: soft dom!matt x fem!reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: although you’re a well-known model, you’ve been feeling insecure about your body lately. matt thinks it’s bogus, and wants to prove you wrong.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, insecurity, praising, oral (female receiving), pet names, p in v
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2,075
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i kind of hate this😔
before you and matthew sturniolo started seeing each other, he would always lurk on your instagram page. the two of you met through madi, who is your best friend. you guys met at an event a few years ago and clicked instantly. fast forward to today’s time, where you now share an apartment.
you noticed matt being subtle on your page at the beginning of whatever you guys have going on. no, it’s not friends with benefits, being that you guys haven’t had sex yet. he would leave comments such as fire emojis or hypes until he was brave enough to text you a few months ago. that’s how your relationship came to be. nobody knows about it, not even madi or his brothers. you guys made the mutual decision to keep it on the down low for now.
walking through the boy’s bedroom door, you go over to the side of the bed that you sleep on, gathering some of your belongings. you just got back from a photoshoot. being a model has its ups and downs, especially when you’re on the chubbier side. you get a lot of praise from your fans, saying how you’re an inspiration. sometimes, however, it can be frustrating.
“i don’t get a kiss or even a hug?” matt says, who looks away from his phone to stare at you putting your stuff in the overnight bag you always bring.
you look over your shoulder and smile. “sorry.”
as you’re placing the bag down, he’s already sat up and sitting at the end of the bed. you go to kiss him on the temple, but instead, he pulls you over his lap to where you straddle him — although you hover a bit.
he pouts. “you’re not staying the night again?”
shaking your head, you brush a piece of hair away from his face. “i told madi i’ll be home tonight. i feel bad whenever i leave her alone, and i can’t keep up with the ‘my mom needs me to sleepover’ excuse.”
a sigh comes out as more of a groan, his lips traveling to your jaw, pecking down your neck and nipping at the skin. “you can’t put marks, matt.” you say in a whine as he reaches your sweet spot. you take a look at the clock on the nightstand, reading 9:14 pm. “it’s getting late and i have to go. i mean it.”
you get out of his grasp, another sigh leaving his body more dramatically.
matt furrows his eyebrows; something’s not right. he can sense something is bothering you, he just can’t put his finger on it. “what’s wrong?”
laughing nervously, you shake your head. “i’ll get over it.”
“that’s not what i asked— hey.” when you ignore him, he grabs your wrist to turn you around. “look at me, please. tell me what’s bothering you.”
you hate how matt’s so good at this game. he can tell when you’re upset, even in the slightest way possible. you can sugarcoat your true feelings with fake happiness, and he’ll still notice that something isn’t right.
on occasion, you like to look at comments under the recent posts that you make. most of the comments are positive, but one of the downsides of the modeling community is the negative ones. you try your best to ignore them, but sometimes they hurt. this is one of those times.
“i don’t like my body.” you barely whisper, fidgeting with his necklace as you think back to the haters.
“what?” he asks confused.
“forget about it.” you start, tugging at your hoodie sleeves. “seriously, i’ll get over it. it’s stupid people saying shit online. it happens to everybody. it’s fine.”
you do love your job, don’t get yourself wrong, but showing off your body in lingerie as a career can attract the wrong people. in general, it’s quite nerve-wracking. he kisses your cheek before his breath is against your ear. “you’re fucking gorgeous.” he bites the lobe. “let me show you, hm?”
his fingertips brush from your thighs to the hem of your shirt. “can i?” a pulsing sensation starts between your legs, taking your bottom lip with your teeth and nodding.
your shirt ends up on the floor, matt reaching behind your back to unclip your bra that ends up where your other piece of clothing is. he stares, a wide grin plastering his face. “shit.” he says lowly, squeezing your breasts before running his hands down to the buttons of your shorts. the pulsing remains, becoming much stronger.
heart thumping, you don’t make a peep as your shorts and underwear drop to the ground. you’re refusing to look down at your body, but that’s all matt is admiring. a chill runs up your spine as his lips kiss your flesh like before, but it’s more heated while you’re naked and he’s still fully clothed.
they trail to your tits, matt kneeling to reach your stomach and kissing your stretch marks, too. “so pretty.” he mumbles, ending at your thighs and repeating these actions until you’re face to face again.
going over to the bed, he lays back flat and gestures for you to come over as well. you hesitate but do so. he maneuvers your body to hover over him, or in this case, over his face. “i don’t want to hurt you.” you whine, knowing what he wants you to do.
the eye roll is so intense that it’s like you said the most out-of-pocket thing he’s ever heard in his life. “you’re soaked.” he exhales. “all of this for me?”
pink creeps on your cheeks and you nod like how you did before. being so turned on makes it almost impossible to speak. squeezing your plush thighs to keep you in place, he lowers you onto his mouth.
a gasp falls past your lips, his tongue flicking at your folds. you want to get pressure off of him at least a little bit, but he has you fully sat on his face, and he fucking loves it. soft moans along with the slurping noise fill the room, matt’s head shaking at times to feel all of you on his tongue. your pussy tastes incredible to him.
sucking at your clit, his tongue enters your sopping hole. you throw your head back, chest heaving when your moans turn into whimpers. he has you stable in his grip, pure bliss fogging your brain. “oh my god!” you cry out, slamming your eyes shut and grabbing onto his hair.
matt hums, the vibration making your legs close around his head. a hotness forms in your tummy, orgasm building the more his muscle laps in your cunt. “mm— i’m gonna cum.” you gasp, his mouth returning to your clit and sucking at your bud. you swear out loud, legs shaking while you make a mess on his face. you feel his tongue lick the excess cum from your thighs, flinching every time he does so.
in the blink of an eye, he uses his strength to flip you onto your back. your breath hitches as he runs his bottom lip up your body, the clinking of his belt entering your ears until his pants fall join the clothing pile. leaning up to take his shirt off, a grin plasters over his face, admiring your body in every way possible. you lift your head to look down at his rock-hard cock, mouth watering at the sight.
he wraps his hand gently around your throat to push your head back onto the mattress. “you want this dick?” he coos, teasing the tip at your entrance to coat it with your juices. you whine lowly, rutting your hips to get more friction. “hm?”
“y-yes.” you stammer, letting out a choked moan as matt starts pushing himself slowly into your hole. the stretch feels mesmerizing, your eyes fluttering closed when he rolls his hips.
“this pussy has been waiting for this.” he says, humming with contentment when your walls wrap around him. “you look so sexy underneath me.”
“f-faster, please.” you choke out, gripping onto the sheets by your sides.
the movement of his hips plow into you more, your ass slapping against his thighs and an erotic sound comes from where you two are conjoined. numerous curses and whimpers escape your body. his balls slap repeatedly against your clit, the feeling making you gasp and your legs shake. “fuck, matt! yeah!”
“i bet those haters are just jealous they can’t have this beautiful body to themselves.” he starts, pausing to catch his breath. “they can’t fuck it like i can.”
“y-you can’t say that.” you whimper, until the two fingers without rings pacify you. you gag a little around them before you start to suck on them, drool dribbling down your chin. the bed starts to squeak when you wrap your legs around his waist to have him go deeper, your moans muffled by his fingers when he hits your g-spot, back arching from the bed.
“there she is.” he whispers, smiling proudly. “that’s it. you want to cum, baby?”
you clench around his shaft, legs shaking more than they were before. you nod eagerly, the knot tightening in your belly. matt groans, watching your hands go to your breasts to tease and pinch the nipples for more stimulation. you can’t make it out, but you could’ve sworn he mumbles so hot under his breath when his dick twitches inside of you. your eyes roll back, mouth opening wide to scream of pleasure.
body trembling, the knot becomes undone when your cum smears down his red dick, the sight having matt pull out with a whimper. he strokes himself a few times before painting your stomach white.
he collapses on top of you, pecking your lips and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. you get a glimpse of the clock and sigh. 10:32 pm. talk about getting home early.
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you finally get to your apartment complex forty-five minutes or so later. you live on the third floor and usually take the stairs, but you’re so soar that you wobble yourself into the elevator. you walk as fast as your legs can take you down the hallway to your front door, keys jingling once you tap the key fab to open it. a beep noise echos, meaning you succeeded.
once you turn the handle, you're greeted with the TV lighting up the living room and madi’s head snapping in your direction where she’s sitting on the couch. “it’s about time! did you not see my texts or calls? you had me worried. you’re never this late after a shoot.”
“i’m sorry.” you exhale. “i had to make a pit stop.”
her eyes slit, watching the way you’re semi-limping to the seat next to her. you grunt when you manage to sit, looking over to see her mouth agape but smiling. “what?”
“you had sex.”
“you don’t know that.” you scoff, but hide your face as much as possible when you blush, reminiscing about tonight.
“girl.” she gives you the are-you-serious stare. “you’re practically shining with the post-orgasm glow, and you came walking in here like an old lady. who was it with? do i know them? tell me, tell me, tell me!”
madi grabs onto your arms and shakes them in excitement, bouncing on her knees on the cushion. “mattandihavebeenseeingeachotherbehindeverbody’sbacks.”
her nose scrunches. “huh?”
you exhale sharply, checking your phone that’s on your lap to see some messages from the boy that had you screaming on his cock over an hour ago. “matt and i have been seeing each other behind everybody’s backs.”
she claps her hands once, awfully loud, before pointing at you. “i fucking knew it. tell me everything. pretty please.”
so you do. you explain everything — well, you leave out the explicit details — and she’s beaming the whole time as you speak. your phone goes off again, and she grabs it before you can. “madi, come on!” you screech between giggles. she reads the messages with wide eyes, and you peek over her shoulder to see.
matt :)
babe
you left your bra here
should i try it on?
i’ll look good in it
hello :(
did you fall asleep already?
i think we should make it official
be my girlfriend please
i’ll see you tomorrow
i love you
whoops never said that before
oh well!
goodnight <3
𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!
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Happy "Family"
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Warnings: Nothing, this is just cute fluff.
Notes: Right this request is 2 whole races late and I am so so sorry. But better late then never😅 (I'm so sorry)!
Summary: How do the Webber family react to their favourite adopted member's shenanigans in Monaco? Well let's see...
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Yourusername: A midly stressful weekend from start to finish. I think and Mark and I have developed a large amount of great hairs with the amount of stress (especially with that contact) but in the end it was all worth it when
@ oscarpiastri got Second place. We are incredibly proud, all of us🧡
P.S. I had to include a photo of both of Oscar's adoptive dads sharing an interaction!
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Oscarpiatri: Thank you all for the support and thanks to the little gremlins for being so amazing yet again🧡
↳ Yourusername: Well done Oscar we are so happy for you (and see you tonight at dinner)
↳User1: They are getting dinner to celebrate?!?!?🥺
↳Yourusername: We were going to get dinner regardless but we can now use at as an excuse to celebrate (and let someone babysit the kids)
↳User2: #justiceforbabywebbers
User3: This is the sweetest thing ever. I need The Piasebber family more than I need air atp
↳User4: FR. Like they are the sweetest most supportive group ever
User5: Welcome back celebratory Y/N captions
↳User6: It's been a long time since we have seen those
↳User7:🤨
↳User8: Because Mark retired ages ago!😅🥲 (he deserved a championship😔)
Aussiegrit: Well done Oscar, what a great performance today
↳Oscarpiastri: Thank you Mark (also I'm afraid to ask Y/N but what is the dress code for tonight)
↳Aussiegrit: Any time🧡 (Smart casual for the resteraunt, and I get your fear)
↳Yourusername: Do you guys remember that this is my comment section so I can see what you typed...right🤨
↳Aussiegrit:Nothing to see here darling x
User9: THE CHARLES AND MARK PHOTO
↳User10: That had me giggling bro
Charlesleclerc: Well done Oscar 🤍
↳Oscarpiastri: Thank you parent #2
↳Charlesleclerc:Who is parent Number 1?
↳Aussiegrit: Im sorry to break out to you mate, but Oscar has a clear best parent!
↳Oscarpiastri: Yeah. It's Y/N
↳Aussiegrit: Oi!
↳Yourusername: Sorry darling, and sorry Charles (and well done on your home win)! But Osc said it best...
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*:・゚✧*:・゚ Guess *:・゚✧*:・゚
Summary: he wants to guess the color of my underwear
Authors note: I’m so down bad for Joost it’s crazy.
Today was the day I decided to tidy up my room. The closet door barely even closed with all the clothes sprawled on the floor from times in which I swore to myself I would pick them up once I got home. I groaned, looking at the mess I made myself.
I managed to fix and rearrange most of my closet, but not without distractions. I found a bunch of clothes I stole from Joost including shirts and hoodies that were too big for my own body. The scent of his cologne lingered on my nose.
God, I miss him.
Wait, he hasn’t even texted me.
It was getting late, so I showered and got in bed, putting whatever show I came across first on Netflix for background noise. It was another hour before I received a text from Joost.
we just got done
you up? :p
Of course, I was up and he knew it. I can’t sleep without telling him goodnight. I mean I can, but I don't want to
yes im upp
im sleepy tho
I snapped a quick picture in bed showing off the shirt I had clearly stolen from him. A white t-shirt that read ‘I ❤️ Joost Klein’. That man loved himself maybe a bit more than me. I don’t mind.
what are you wearing? 🤨
a shirt lol
just a shirt then?
ofc not 🙄 im wearing stuff under too
i hope it’s another joost klein shirt with joost klein socks. he’s a cool guy.
yeah he’s the bestt
and unfortunately it’s not another joost klein shirt sorry 😔
i don’t know i might need proof
My cheeks started to burn up. He’s not even here next to me, and he knows how to make me flustered.
Fuck it.
I quickly pull off the sheets and roll my top up a bit just so there’s under boob.
see. just 1 joost klein top here.
id rather there be no top involved.
But let’s not say
My heart jumps at the notification.
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joost klein underwear over here
Like I said, that man loved himself more than me at this point.
I'm going to need some of those underwear
I’m sure the ones you have on right now are wayyy better than some loser named joost klein…
i bite the inside of my cheek at the thought of where this conversation is heading.
wouldn’t you like to know
i would.
what color are they?
He’s such a guy, of course he’d want to know
guess
pink
see through?
no idea (i’m a visual learner btw)
I soon got an incoming FaceTime call from a red-cheeked Joost.
“So was I right? ” His face was illuminated, but I could see the tiredness in his eyes mixed with lust.
“Not even close”, I laughed and sat up a bit.
“You’re lying, let me seppe.”
I gently bite the side of my lip while I fulfilled his wish. I lift the oversize shirt that was covering my lower half painfully slowly. So much that Joost groans out of frustration.
“Such a tease” he muttered.
I finally gave him a peek at my black lacy undergarment. The look on his face was pure desperation. He roughly swallows and ruffles his hair.
“I wish I was there with you” he says.
“I know baby” I said, looking into his blue eyes through the screen.
“ Can you touch yourself for me?” he quietly asks, to which I nod and comply.
My hand travels down from my chest to my thighs, my phone in the other tracking my actions.
I could hear his phone shake a bit. He adjusted the position so that his upper torso and lower half of his body were in the frame.
He palms himself through the tight fabric of his boxers. Soft moans escape his mouth every so often as his eyes follow my every move. His gaze never faltering from the screen.
My hand travels down to push the lace fabric to the side. My fingers work in a fast motion against the slickness, dipping in and out occasionally.
Our moans fill the atmosphere in my room. We both come down from our highs and are a panting mess.
“I love you, but now I have to go clean up the mess you made me do” he says, winking at me through the screen.
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