#oc-lance

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Wrongful Imprisonment

Male Alpha Yandere Prisoner x Omega Male Reader CW: Noncon, imprisonment, prison setting, knotting, mating cycles, a/b/o, rut/heat, knotting, size difference, ass eaten like it's groceries, general yandere behavior Word Count: 2k (Sorry this took so long.)

You never thought you would find yourself in prison. But there you were. Locked away in a minimum security facility.

You were innocent. When your home was raided you had no idea there were drugs there. Your boyfriend at the time had put all the blame on you to escape punishment.

What's worse was that you were an omega sentenced to a mixed facility full of alphas. Since male omegas were so rare no one bothered to make separate facilities for them.

They forcefully drugged away your heats to the best of their ability but the meds had side effects on your mood and gave you dizzy spells. And they weren't perfect. Even without a heat a faint scent of omega peaked through. During heats it was a bit more pronounced.

To some of the alphas who had been there for years it was enough to get their interest. And they were not men whose interest you wanted.

It was terrifying. The cells had no doors so you were in constant fear that you'd wake up with a rapist over you.

The guards were no help. You did your best to avoid all of the alphas of ill intent for as long as you could manage it, but one time you were cornered.

They had followed you in from the yard and crept up behind you. You flailed, scratched, and bit but they didn't take your struggles well and beat you until you stopped fighting.

You could hear them snickering as one slammed his knee into your gut before giving you two brutal punches to the face. You doubled over in pain, your nose bloody and tears cascading down your swollen face.

"Just be a good cock sleeve and stay still"

You felt your pants being yanked down to your knees.

"Look at how tight it's pussy is!"

You prepared for the worst, unable to eek out any pleas over your ragged sobs of hurt and fear.

But the worst never happened. Instead you heard growling followed by hisses and cries of pain.

Your pants were pulled up and you were helped onto your shaky feet.

In front of you stood a sweaty mountain of a man. He was about your age. Tan skin and red hair. All muscle. Probably spent every free moment lifting weights.

Which wasn't really true. Lately he also spent a lot of time watching you from a distance. Trying to get to know the one who's scent called to him so strongly despite the suppressants.

"Th-tha-th-" You tried to mutter a thanks, but your assault and near rate had sent you into a full panic attack.

"Shhh, don't try to talk. It's okay."

His green eyes stared into yours as he inspected your facial injuries. Nothing was broken.

He gently led you back to his doorless cell. The cells had a lot of traffic. You were a bit nervous but you were more scared to be alone and if he had wanted to hurt you he could have.

At least, that's what you had thought. Though you were completely unaware of how badly he wanted to bend you over and fill your body full of his seed. Unlike the brutes from before though he at least wanted you to moan and cling to him while he did it.

He introduced himself and you managed to return the courtesy once your sobs had lessened.

His name was Lance.

And over the months you spent in prison the two of you had become very close.

He kept you within his sight at all times and made sure you were safe. The two of you even managed to have it arranged where you could share the same cell so he could protect you at night and prevent you from getting a bad roommate.

Lance also rubbed all your clothes every morning on him so they had his scent to keep you safe.

The alpha even had the idea to give you a claiming bite just to make sure no one would try anything.

You allowed him to do so, you didn't think it meant anything. In fact, he had reassured you that it hadn't. It was just another measure to protect you.

Of course that wasn't how the alpha saw it at all. Even though he hadn't bed you he considered you his mate. And really, if anything, the fact you were so naïve about it only proved that he was taking the correct course of action.

You were too trusting and soft. That's how you had ended up there in the first place. That's why those vermin tried to get their unworthy hands on you.

You were his mate. Even if you didn't know it yet. You needed him.

And he needed you too. Your scent and personality drove him to keep you safe. So kind. A perfect mate for him. You were the only light in his otherwise miserable existence. To say that you were as essential as oxygen to him would be an understatement.

And after he saved you from those lesser alphas his instincts screamed that he owned you. He had won you in a physical contest.

The alpha just had to calm himself down and be patient. He would get you gradually. He was confident he was almost there.

Until you got the news that you were being released early because new evidence had come to light.

Lance feigned joy at the news.

"I am glad... a place like this really isn't for a person like you..."

"Yeah! And now I won't have to be such a burden to you anymore either! Thanks for helping me so much Lance, you're a great friend. I'll miss you."

Inwardly Lance wanted to go on a rampage. His mate was being taken away from him! He wouldn't be able to protect you. Someone might try to hurt you and touch you with hands unworthy of your skin.

The mere thought filled him with unbridled anger.

Lance knew what he had to do.

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It had been just a couple months since your release and you were adjusting about as well as could be expected for someone in your situation.

You had been money from a settlement for being falsely imprisoned so finances weren't an issue. But you had no friends on the outside anymore. You had nothing to do.

And the ptsd from over a year of living like an animal was immense.

The hardest thing to adjust to, at least physically, was no longer being on industrial strength suppressants. And the very strong heats that accompanied that change.

It was during one such extreme heat that Lance broke out of prison and was making his way up the hill right towards your secluded home. He could smell you from far off.

He was in rut. He had not seen his omega in months. And he could smell your heat.

The alpha was coming for you... and very soon... he would be cumming in you.

When he came upon your home he noticed the window was open. You were so careless! Just letting your damn heat scent drift out and attract any piece of shit alpha right to your open window!! You were really fucking lucky you had such a dedicated mate like him though. So loyal that he broke through prison to take care of you.

He watched you for a minute through your open window. Poor little omega. Writhing in your empty nest. No alpha scent to soothe you. Your nude form hot and sweaty, jerking your cock and bucking your hips fervently, a puddle of slick staining your blankets. And the smell was insane, practically screaming for someone to slide in you.

But fate had provided you with a strong lover that was going to fuck all your frustrations right away.

As he stepped through your window your eyes snapped to him immediately, his musky smell grabbing your attention. “L-lance? B-but…”

“I got out for you. Now I can help you and we can be together.” His voice was low and raspy. Almost animalistic.

You recoiled in fear of him and fell out of your bed.

Lance was hurt that his precious lover was scared of him, but he understood. Past lovrs had hurt you and other alphas had tried to rape you very violently. But that’s not what he would do. He was going to keep you safe. Take care of your needs.

“You n-need to leave Lance.”

It was so hard to think clearly. Your body was on fire and his smell was so comforting even though you didn’t want his knot in you. He was still an attractive alpha who you had been close to and your body wanted to be closer. And he could smell it.

“No. I need to breed my husband.”

“Lance, y-you’re not my-”

He stood over you and picked you up easily, putting you back into your nest. He knelt beside it so that his head was right by your ass that was hanging off. He positioned your legs on his shoulders and inhaled deeply.

The scent you were giving off was too captivating, especially there, he could no longer even process your words. He tenderly nuzzled his nose beneath your balls, drinking in the scent and kissing each of your nuts gently before focusing his attention on your needy, slick-leaking hole.

He stared at it in awe for a moment, like a dragon appraising his most precious treasure.

Lance slid his tongue right in and began wriggling it to get at every inch he could reach, reveling in the needy sounds you made between your flustered protests. He kissed it and removed his lips, a small string of drool and slick briefly connecting your hole with his lips.

The alpha then flipped you on to your belly and climbed into the nest with you after discarding his pants and underwear, he took off his sweaty shirt and laid it under your head so you could enjoy his scent while he bred you. He put your head down and kept your ass up. You would have protested, but you couldn’t stay in your right mind any longer.

Not after the tongue fucking he had given you, not with his scent so concentrated with your face pressed into it.

You gripped his shirt and pressed it closer to you, trying to inhale the musk as much as you possibly could. His heart leapt at the sight of it all. His little omega was presenting so nicely for him all while drowning so willingly in his smell.

He gripped your hips firmly, but still careful not to hurt you as he sank his cock into you deeply.

Lance gasped as the wet heat engulfed his entire length. You fit over him so well. There was not a fraction of a doubt in his mind, you were made just for him.

You moaned and drooled into the shirt your loving mate had provided as his flesh smacked against yours. Faster and faster he slammed into you with your slutty noises driving him on until his knot swelled and his cum was pumped into you.

The alpha renewed that claiming bite he had given you as the two of you became tied together and while licking your fresh wound he lightly humped into you until you came hard as well. He caged your body with his and held you tightly to him as you both panted and waited for the knot to go down.

As your mind temporarily cleared you were aware that this was not something you wanted.

But it wasn’t something that you could fight either.

After everything you had been through you were still just a prisoner.

[imagination-overreaction]

Another rewrite of the Hell story! Still not 100% happy with the way it's written, but I really like the content itself. It's also wild seeing the difference in my writing from 2021 vs now, it makes me realize I actually have improved!

The two reach the surface after a long trek through damp, spiky tunnels. Even outside of the caves it's musty and dark, with only just enough light to get a better look at Lana. Bright red horns poke through her dark hair, curling around her head like a halo. Stranger still are the cracks in her skin. He only saw the worst of them before, but now he sees all of the thin dark lines etched into every visible part of her skin.

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[rene-spade]

growing up leclerc | f1 grid

fem!reader x leclerc family, f1 grid

note(s); inspired by @multiversesweets Little Leclerc series! This is kind of my version/take on a youngest leclerc sister. 2nd pov but for the plot, she is named 🫶 lol

Warning(s); possibly triggering dynamics, some obsessive behavior tbh bc i like em crazy, mostly cute stuff tho!

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GROWING UP LECLERC MEANS being spoiled rotten by your three big brothers, and even a select few of their close friends too. you’re as eager to watch the boys race as they are for you to watch them, you’re the heart of the family. being the youngest (2002), only female leclerc sibling makes you a standout in every stage of life. strict ‘no dating’ rules set up by charles after he noticed some of the other karting boys eyeing you. you’ve always been the prettiest girl around in monaco, it’s the same everywhere else the leclerc’s go (much to the chagrin of your brothers). it takes nothing more than a bat of your eyelashes for you to get anything you want, as things should be. but your brothers are worried the big world will ruin you; better to stay with them where it’s safe.

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SOME LECLERC FAMILY THINGS; childhood

full name Hélèna Solène Pascale Leclerc

hervé and pascale taking tonsss of photos

enzo being the sanest brother

all of arthur’s friends having a crush on you growing up

arthur at age 8: mean to his little sister

arthur the moment anyone else looks at her: *swinging*

charles being dubbed “track menace” after crashing into so many boys who’ve looked at you

charles forces you to like the red car

big bro jules who dotes on you, charles, and arthur, showing you off around the paddock

protectiveness levels multiplying after hervé passes away, and again after jules

your brothers are hypersensitive when it comes to you (if you’re sick it’s like charles is dying)

having to keep your romance life a complete secret from your brothers until you’re like 24

Monaco’s Clingiest Family

modeling agencies always trying to recruit you but you’re literally a child, so arthur and charles start barking at people that come up to the family in public

princess treatment you’re whole life and you don’t even care that your bros are a little crazy

charles has tried to murder his fellow drivers

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twitter; self-ran

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instagram; self ran

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photo album; written by pascale leclerc

lorenzo, hélèna, & arthur et hélie la bébé de

charles 2005 2009 charlie 2006

enzo, charles, famille <3 maman avec

& hélie 2010 2002 hél & tur 2003

bébé hélèna et hél et charlie tur est gentil

charles 2006 2008 de hélie 2003

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- ren

[ryzselo]

a sea of crimson

[daisybianca]

pairing: lando norris x femalereader

summary: ruining Lando's live stream is your favorite thing to do when in the mood.

warnings: female masturbation, mention of sexual actions, cursing words

(a/n): lando's recent stream look. I'm unwell.

YOUR HEADPHONES WERE filled with the sweet melody of Taylor Swift's "London Boy" and then you remembered that in the next room of the house you really did have a London Boy waiting for you.

Your boyfriend had one of his usual streams, and it was always your choice to step away from the place where he was doing them and not take part in it. You didn't like the idea of giving fans more content about your relationship than there already was.

By changing the song of the playlist, you settled on something more freaky, like the wreeknd.

Hearing Lando's voice and loud laugh echoing from the next room, you opened the app on your phone and joined his live stream.

Your username was a random name that only Lando recognized.

God, he was so hot.

Messy curly hair, an unbuttoned white t-shirt, and grey plaid pants.

He had heard your wish to let his beard grow long, and you loved every moment of it. Watching the screen intently, listening to his strong accent through the device and from the adjacent wall, you felt your heart flutter loudly. Your jaw nearly hit the floor when you saw from the screen Lando laughing at something and pulling back, spreading his legs widly while bending his head back.

Swallowing, you decided to write a message in the comments that only he would recognize "Turn off the Stream and come over here. Im in the mood."

A few seconds later, he read it. He didn't say anything. He just smiled.

Again, you chose to write the same comment in case he didn't pay much attention to it the first time.

"I'm not shutting down the live. If anyone wants to tell me something, they can come here and tell me themselves."

You smiled and turned off your phone.

Is that how he wanted it? With games?

He asked and shall receive.

You got out of bed, opening your closet and wearing the most revealing and slutty piece of clothing you owned. You also put on a pair of high heels and began to walk slowly towards the next room.

The door was closed so you touched the handle and began to open it gently.

Two beautiful eyes met yours. Then they scanned you from head to toes.

Whatever Lando was trying to tell his viewers was now forever gone.

His jaw closed and he licked his lips. His eyes were on the verge of popping out of their sockets.

Bringing a finger to your lips, you murmued "Shhh."

You felt his eyes follow you as you closed the door and sat comfortably on the couch across from him.

You weren't, of course, visible on the camera. And your boyfriend did his best not to show his viewers the uncomfortable situation he was in. He kept talking, but you were sure he didn't understand what he was saying either.

You stopped looking at him and tried to forget the fact that you had to be discreet because thousands of people were somehow in the room with you.

Spreading your legs, you pushed your warm hand where you wished Lando's was right now.

You immediately shuddered at the very first contact. Twisting your body a little, you gave your boyfriend a better angle of your wet--dripping actually--spot.

His eyes never abandoned you. At one point, you heard him hissing plaid from his breath. "Fuck." His voice made you shudder. "Thats it." He said and closed the live show without saying anything else to his audience.

You stopped the movements and touches on your body and looked at him throwing the headphones on the chair and walking briskly over to you.

That's my boy.

"You want to fucking make me come in front of thousands of people? Huh?" He walked towards you and started unbuttoning his pants. You just smirked and bit your bottom lip. "Acting like a little brat, getting treated like one, right?" He grabbed your neck and forced you to him. After taking one huge taste of your lips, he let you down and removed his white t-shirt. "Open your legs. You're lucky I didn't choose to fuck you live, baby."

[imagination-overreaction]

I have a few favorites, but at the moment I've been thinking a lot about Lance.

Lance is one of my older OCs (I made him when I was in middle school and Boy was it rough) and he has had so much development/change/just straight-up having sections of him scrapped. He started as Edgy Psycho Murder Man™️ and has thankfully become something--for lack of better wording--less horrifically Cringe.

Tl;dr- Lance was a man that did bad things, died, went to "Hell," and became the best of the worst. The god of mental illness saw him and decided to test something on him, cause if this guy could be redeemed, maybe they could too! He gets (kinda shitty) therapy and, eventually, after being pulled back to the mortal realm and having a really awful adjustment period with help from 1 shithead of a god, he starts getting better. And sadder. But mostly better for now.

Cw for violence

He was a normal, completely average guy. He went to college, he met a girl, he got married, he has anger issues and he killed a man, and he didn't exactly get away with it. This part of his backstory isn't fully baked, but what is is what happened after he died.

In my universe's lore, there is an afterlife/reincarnation setup. Souls die and then get sorted into the good/bad/??? place (names pending) (the sorting isn't based on any arbitrary rule, so much as it's based on one's ability to not be destructive to other people/things). If they go to the good place, great! They can chill for a while! Eventually they'll probably get bored enough to get their memories wiped and go back around as a clean slate. If they're in the ??? place, they're essentially just in a waiting room with a bunch of other people that were not obvious Good or Bad enough, and they sit there. And wait. Until they can be properly sorted and sent to their respective area. The bad place is... Well it's less an afterlife and moreso an Evil waiting room with a Soul Woodchipper at the end (in the form of many demons) (yes there are demons and angels but I'm not getting into that right now).

So, Ill-Tempered Lance got sent to the bad place. This sucks for a lot of reasons. Everything is cold, and the place is damp and devoid of all life unless it wants to kill you. Everyone is hungry and can't be full, thirsty and can't be quenched, tired and can't sleep, and terrified but cannot run from the inevitable. He didn't exactly know what that inevitable was, though, even when he was staring it in its cracked face.

A demon "talent scout," Lana, found this strong-looking, hopeless guy wandering the barren wasteland outside the kingdom of Hell, and decided he'd be good enough to toss in the pit (a gladiator arena, essentially).

He got good at it.

Really good at it.

He earned himself a nickname for his work in the pit: Throe.

Of course, it's not like you can truly die in the afterlife, where would you even go? Any blood dissolves after it passes the skin, and any otherwise fatal injury causes the whole body to crumple and dissolve at the point of injury. The person reforms later, and while this mechanic is important I'm not 100% confident on the details of it. Either way, Throe got very used to getting mouthfuls of dust and nothing. Cannibalism is important to his character arc. To me.

There are other events that occur in this time period, but I would rather write them out with care later on. I'm doing a massive rewrite of his backstory anyways, on top of all my other wips lol.

This continues for a while. Like. A century or more. Hard to tell when time passes when there's no sun, and your schedule revolves around when you'll be dragged back into the arena. But at some point, Tenebres finds him.

Tenebres (another middle school oc that has since recovered), Tina for short (but it's more complicated than that, I'm not getting into a Tenebres deep dive rn tho sorry), the deity and embodiment of mental illnesses. All of them. As you can probably guess, it's rough for her. It's easy to be ~The Madness God~ and be Quirky and Dangerous but it's much, much harder to pull away from that and try so, so hard to be good and Normal™️.

It's much easier to find a random guy and toy with him, just to see if maybe, maybe there's something redeemable about this killing machine. Maybe he's fixable, and maybe if he can get better... Maybe she can too..? [I understand this sounds kinda like Hazbin Hotel and I'm so mad that this sounds like Hazbin Hotel. I made this lore YEARS before that. Slamming the ground and sobbing and screaming. I could do it better. Anyways (lighthearted)]

So she tries. In her own.. kinda shitty way, that involved multiple instances of poking him until he snapped, letting him attack a hallucination of her, and poking him some more after he wore himself out. It was bad! It was rough! Idk how much of this I'm going to change! But somehow they began to talk. He was never going to have a calm, touching heart-to-heart, not in Literal Actual Hell, but eventually he would stop trying to kill her. Mostly because it would never work.

This is... Where the lore gets fuzzy. Between years of not really thinking about it, having to retcon/change aspects of it that were originally tied to a roleplay, and the fact that it was middle school writing--I don't really know what happens between then and the present Lance that I have rattling in my skull, where he's not happy but he's trying his best to live life and forget his nightmares.

That's uh.. mostly it! If you read this far thanks!! And extra thanks for the prompt :D!!

tell me 'bout your current favourite oc

[vroomvroommuppett]

two

lance stroll x leclerc!twin

summary: the one where collette is charles' twin but is a genius and owns her own company and after a big fight, she decides to invest in aston martin, and the rest is kinda explanatory

birthday celebration | main masterlist | master list | taglist | buy me a coffee! | pateron | still taking requests! | feedback form!! | lance story tag list

november rent help/ideas

likes comments and reblogs appreciated!!

a/n some of the face claims will not be liz gilles, so please bear with me

©vroomvroommuppett | i do not give the right for my works to be posted, copied or translated anywhere.

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williamsracing

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williamsracing We would love to welcome Carlos Sainz Jr to our team starting next season!

tagged carlossainz55

carlossainz55 Thank you!

user1 well at least he has a seat...

user2 thank goodness logan isn't getting signed back.

user3 why isn't there a post for logan?

jv.f1 Welcome to the team!

user4 um sir where is logan's goodbye post? user5 if everything is true, and with the treatment of logan, i highly doubt he would even tell the team to post something

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astonmartinf1 We would love to welcome Logan Sargeant as our reserve driver starting in Zandvoort. Unlike some people, we're thankful to have you.

tagged: logansargeant

collettemargot my son🥹

user6 MERICAS BACK

user7 that user on twitter was right about logan not being done with F1

user8 and we all say "thank you collette"

collettemargot you're welcome :) user8 omg she replied

logansargeant Thank you! I already feel all the love and support.

fernandoalo_official Welcome, mijo

lance_stroll Welcome, Logs!

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f1gossip

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f1gossip it looks like charles leclerc's girlfriend, alexandra saint mleux has been liking shady comments on twitter about collette.

tagged: alexandrasaintmleux

user11 and she even liked this post

user12 i can smell the jealosy miles away

user13 damn does she know they're public?

user14 i always knew something was off about her...

user15 charlotte would never

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colletteprivate posted a story

[lol she blocked me. took her long enough]

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collettemargot

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collettemargot so you wanna play with magic?

fransica.cgomes HOT

carmenmmundt Ugh you look hot

iamrebeccad Damn marry me?

collettemargot yes bby girl carlossainz55 Um she's my girlfriend? collettemargot yes and?

user9 your outfits always slay

user10 miss privacy could never

lewishamilton I might have competion in the paddock

collettemargot big praise from the fashion icon himself

lance_stroll It's not green

collettemargot actually the vest is green lance_stroll You have a point

charles_leclerc Ma belle soeur [my beautiful sister]

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landonorris Damn Charles thought he could get away with it.

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[folkloresthings]

BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY / CL16.

in which the world’s favourite pop princess becomes tangled in the life of a certain formula one driver, flipping her entire world upside down.

( charles leclerc x singer!au )

track one: lonesome. track two: fast times. track three: nonsense. track four: opposite. track five: how many things. track six: bad for business.

✩⡱ warnings: i don’t think so

TWITTER.

INSTAGRAM.

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yourusername don’t leave me alone

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danielricciardo 🥺

user they seem so happy awh

⤷ user she’s probably just using him as a rebound on her ex, he deserves better

⤷ user girl stfu he’s not going to marry you

madelineargy you’re glowing 😍😍😍😍

user when did this happen???

landonorris the last picture is uncalled for

charles_leclerc 😘

INSTAGRAM.

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charles_leclerc heaven sent

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scuderiaferrari our favs 🫶

yourusername why are you outing me as a fangirl 😭

⤷ charles_leclerc honey, you do that yourself

user he called her honey im—

carlossainz55 bring her to the paddock this weekend!!

⤷ yourusername already coming! can’t wait to see my favourite ferrari boy 😩

⤷ charles_leclerc rude

the last comment makes you smile, one last look to the picture of charles on the screen (one you had taken) before you lock your phone, tucking it into the bag on your shoulder. it had been a magical few weeks — that time in a relationship that felt like you were floating, on top of the world. despite all of the comments online, criticism of die hard formula one fans, nothing could touch the pair of you. charles leclerc had swept you off of your feet, and there was nothing you could have done to stop it.

there was a party being thrown that night, one for all of the drivers, a small opportunity to relax after weeks and weeks of racing. lewis had sent you the location, some big nightclub in barcelona that the fia had rented out. full of celebrities, some you knew, some you didn’t. but you knew the drivers, at least.

“y/n!” lando slurs out, stumbling into your view as soon as you’d stepped inside the loud, dark room. the music was pumping, vibrating through your entire body and shaking your chest. you grinned at the young english driver’s evident drunkenness, many drinks ahead of you. “so glad you made it!”

“hi, lando,” you chuckle, patting his damp shoulder. he takes your hand, murmuring something about how nice your dress looked, before dragging you to the area that the driver’s had made themselves comfortable. each and every one of them greeted you kindly, hugging you and kissing your cheek. lewis slung an arm across your shoulder, pulling you into a photo without warning.

“hey! she was my best friend before she was charles’ girlfriend — back off.”

a smile tugs at your lips, fondly leaning into lewis’ grip. as they continue drinking, you make yourself comfortable with the other girlfriends, each of who had taken you under their wing.

“hey, have you seen charles?” you lean across to talk right in lily’s ear, the only way she’d have heard you. her eyes dart around, trying to place the monegasque boy amongst the crowds. she shakes her head, mirroring your previous position.

“last i saw him, he was going to get drinks.”

you send her a grateful smile, getting up to look over to where the bar was. you wanted to see him, desperately. to kiss him again, to have him hold you too close as you dance. as much as you loved lewis and the others, charles was the reason you were here.

excitement danced in your eyes, lovesick as you searched for the boy you’d committed to memory. you find him, right at the side of the bar, waiting for a drink. you push past someone to get closer, widening your view of him. your view of him and another: a brunette girl. she’s got her hand in his hair, her lips dancing near his ear. he laughs at whatever she says, handing her a glass of something.

your heart drops. right from your chest to the floor below you, and even though you haven’t had a drop to drink you swear you could throw up right there. he knew you were coming, didn’t he? either way, he didn’t seem to care. preoccupied with another, too cosy and too close, you want to laugh. how could you have been so stupid?

after minutes of being frozen to the same spot, shaken awake by the salt water that drips down your cheeks. fight or flight kicks in, six inch heels wobbling as you hurry backwards, pushing through everyone once again. tunnel vision to the exit, shoulder crashing roughly with another. a hard grip turns you to look at them, the silhouette of lewis blurred from your teary eyes.

“y/n, what—”

“i have to go. i’m sorry.”

TWITTER.

writer’s note: whoops sorry

[nauti-ca]

my stormlight oc, lore, and her mistspren, khiteas, in his lance form

she’s an iriali truthwatcher and a woman in stem :-)

[iamcautiouslyoptimistic]

Lance Commission!!!

Freshly shaven and all geared up, Lance is ready for duty🫡

Thank you to the incredible @sleepyconfusedpotato for this amazing commission of my Shadow Company boy, Waylon “Lance” Gardner! I can’t get over the detail on this, it’s just absolutely insane😍🫶🏻

Keep reading for some new Lance lore👇🏻 (does Graves have an office with a nice desk? no idea but I like to think so👀 is this entirely accurate to the real-life military? probably not but I did my best lol)

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“Why'd they call you ‘Lance’?” The Commander wondered. The soldier in front of him shifted uncomfortably, features souring as he considered his next words.

“I was never promoted beyond a lance corporal in the Corps,” Waylon explained slowly. “People took to calling me ‘Lance’ because of it.”

“And why weren’t you promoted?”

Waylon sighed, his jaw ticking as he avoided the Commander’s gaze. “Because I was an ‘insubordinate little shit,’ according to my CO.”

Graves chuckled at that revelation. He got to his feet and, rounding his desk, clapped a hand on Waylon's shoulder.

"You and me both. The Corps only limits people like us, but you'll enjoy far more freedom as a member of Shadow Company," Graves said with a proud smirk. "Welcome to the team."

[imagination-overreaction]

Small rewrite of a wip that I started back in 2021, where the main character Lance has to navigate his way through Hell (kinda, but it's easier to just call it Hell) after dying. It's definitely one I wanna revisit and revamp, since there's so much of it that still holds up with current lore.

Lance blinks back tears he doesn't remember crying and shakes his head in an attempt to pull himself back together. It doesn't matter what did that to him, all that matters is getting out of here before it happens again. The way he came in is completely gone, seemingly replaced with a gaping hole in the floor. There's no light, none of the strange moss, and no sign of how it got there.

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close quarters or whatever 🙄

[donutdrawsthings]

A wip of that scene from the missing serial The Macra Terror. Not sure if I'll finish it, but I had fun with this bit!

[sikuena]

" Is it casual now?"

[vroomvroommuppett]

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lance stroll x leclerc!twin

summary: the one where collette is charles' twin but is a genius and owns her own company and after a big fight, she decides to invest in aston martin, and the rest is kinda explanatory

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collettemargot i am sick and tired of being used by miserably ungrateful men.

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margotstrollinternational introducing our ceo, and investor of aston martin, miss collette margot. to read her full bio, go to our webstie www.margotstrollinternational.co and www.astonmartinf1.co!

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