#sb5 x reader

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pairing(s): Sebastian Vettel x male! reader

warning(s): fluff! fluff! fluff! (no surprise angst... i promise)

(a/n): seb and reader are way youngerrrr in this (around late teens) you can think of this as college au! just wanted to write a little something

!not proofread!

"Teach me that," Sebastian blurts out. He was sitting on a bean bag in the corner of your room, reading a book. "Hm?" you look up, "What? Guitar?"

He nods, raising his head to look at you. You quirk a brow, a little surprised by his sudden interest. Your heart warms at his simple request. Your boyfriend probably didn't even realise how his interest in your hobby affected you.

You smile at him. "Come here," you gesture him over. You were sitting on your bed, lazily playing some random tune on your guitar. 

You prop up the pillows properly, leaning against them as Sebastian comes near the bed. He just stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to sit. You laugh at him; with that sharp tongue of his, you forget that he can be cute as well (sometimes).

You pat the space between your legs, a shit-eating grin plastered on your face. He just gives you a 'are you serious' look in return. "Come on. Whatcha waiting for?" you say, a cheeky smile still present on your face.

He rolls his eyes, slowly sitting down, making sure you don't pull some stupid shit on him. He leans on you, his back to your chest, making himself comfortable. You curl an arm around his waist, pulling him closer to you. 

He gives you an accusing look. "What?" you say, feigning a confused look. "How else am I supposed to teach you?" that smile said otherwise.

You place the guitar on his thigh, guiding his hand towards its neck. You put his fingers in position, before slowly plucking the strings. You pass on the pick to him, letting him do the same. 

A smile makes its way onto his face, his eyes glued to the guitar. You rest your head on his shoulder, your own eyes glued to him. You teach him a different note, helping him where he needed help.

You lean down, placing a small peck on his neck. It seems to have taken him by surprise because he accidentally plucked the wrong string. The tips of his ears burn red when he feels you smiling against his skin. 

He slaps your leg, a (fake) scowl on his face. "Don't do that," he says, and the way he did reminded you of an angry cat. "Sorry," you chuckle, placing a kiss on the side of his head. He looks at you from the corner of his eyes, you did not look sorry.

The rest of your evening was spent teaching Seb how to play the guitar (and shamelessly flirting with him).

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++ Bonus ++

"I shouldn't have let you play for that long. It was your first day too," you murmur against his shoulder. Lifting up your head, you move to rest it on your pillow, the lower half of your body thrown lazily across his.

You reach for his hand. He lets you. Bringing it between your bodies, you rub his knuckles softly with your thumb. "Sorry," you say as you bring his hand to your mouth, placing small kisses on his fingers. 

The both of you had lost track of time; you don't even remember how long the both of you were at it. You didn't see them before, but when Seb had cupped your face to kiss you, you could feel them all over your cheeks. The guitar strings had left blisters, and you felt really bad because you're the one who let him play for that long.

"Mmm..." Seb lets out a sleepy hum. He opens his eyes ever so slightly, moving his body, he lays on your bicep, using it as a pillow. "Love you." Seb didn't care about mundane things like blisters, they'll go away eventually, that moment you shared wouldn't.

You plant a kiss on the top of his head, closing your eyes and snuggling into him, "Love you more."

[bubblegumiss]

actually i figured out my next seb fic, wow, ty

No words.

PLS THE FIRST PICTURE OF ALONSO 😭😭😭 LIKE why is my taxi man built

Anyways time to write that taxi man fic babe

[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: Something Blue {5}

Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Heavy Cursing, Violence, 

Words: 2.5k

Summary: Nah!

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Verbena, citrus, and mild hints of something sweet but savory, something like chocolate--cocoa beans? Did heaven smell like cocoa beans? The thought swam around your head so long that you didn’t realize you couldn’t move. What the hell, you thought? Were you paralyzed? Quickly you thought back to the last thing you remembered. It took several moments but you remembered water—a lot of it, weeks, vines, dirt—suffocation. Just when you were coming to the conclusion that you’d died, you remembered the deepest blue eyes you’d ever seen. They were so deep you knew that if you had a lifetime to gaze into them, you’d never get to the bottom. They were endlessly deep.

 Angel eyes? Angel eyes as deep as the ocean—ocean eyes. Your attention went back to the fact you couldn’t move. What the hell? You struggled against a force you couldn’t see, a force that was strong. Were you mummified? What the hell?

 “It’s okay, Y/N.”

 The voice broke through the penetrative sound of silence that surrounded you. Suddenly, your eyes snapped open, and you gasped. Above you were those same blue eyes, those angel eyes as deep as a bottomless ocean. They were the only thing you could see.

 “Aaah!”

 You sprang up ramming your head right into whoever was on top of you. You ignored the immediate ricochet of pain that ripped through your head that seemed to travel through your entire body.

 “Keep your angel ocean eyes away. It’s not my time!”

 Your back pressed to a firm and cool surface as you drew your legs up to your body to begin to rock back and forth a protective position and action you’d done since you were child. You kept your eyes squeezed shut, hoping that if you didn’t look into the angel’s eyes then they wouldn’t take you. As you said a silent prayer, you heard grunting and hissing through the room.

 “God damnit, Y/N.”

 God damnit? Did he curse?

 “Uh—I’m no expert on holy things but I don’t think angels are supposed to curse much less with God’s name.”

 “What? Angels? You think—.” He sighed. “You think I’m an angel?”

 His voice sounded muffled, garbled, unrecognizable. Hell, he almost sounded otherworldly. Shit yours did too. You didn’t take that as a good sign.

 “Aren’t you? Aren’t you here to take my soul? Aren’t I dead? I drowned.”

 Another sigh then you felt a presence close to you.

 “Open your eyes, Y/N.”

 You shook your head.

 “It’s okay. Open them. I’m not here for your soul. I don’t want that.”

 “Then what are you here for? What do you want?”

 Silence stretched and each second he didn’t speak, your angst rose. You began rocking again.

 “I want—I want--,” he began then stopped. Another sigh followed. “I want you to open your eyes. You’re not dead.”

 “Bullshit. I drowned. I remember that clear as day.”

 Once you said it, you thought twice about cursing at an angel.

 “I promise. You’re not dead, you didn’t drown and I’m not here for your soul. Open your eyes.”

 Something in his voice sounded like he was holding back a laugh or smiling. You slowly opened your eyes and bright lights poured in through the sides making you wince and immediately shut them again. your eyes burned and slightly itched too.

 “Try again.”

 You did as he said using your hands to shield your eyes. Though the light wasn’t as painful this time your vision wasn’t clear. Everywhere was blurry as if you were looking through water. For the first time you registered you were sitting on something soft. Using your hands, you felt your way. Pillows—a bed. You were on a bed. Closing your eyes again you rubbed them with the backs of your hands and tried to ignore the gravely feeling in them. After a few rubs, you tried again. A few long moments of adjustment passed then the shadow became a figure and slowly the figure turned into a man and that man into one you recognized though still slightly blurry.

 “Chris?”

 He smiled then leaned closer. “Hi. Welcome back.”

 Confusion filled you and as you tried to think your head pounded.

 “Ouch!”

 You grabbed your head and lowered it.

 “Are you okay?”

 His hands were now holding your arms. It was then you realized you were in a bra—a lacy one that you were sure showed the goods. You gasped, broke free from his hands then plastered your hands onto your breasts.

 “Chris!”

 “What?”

 “What? I’m naked!”

 “No, you’re wearing a bra, Eve and your friends undressed you. I didn’t do it.”

 You looked at him warily gauging if you could believe him. The innocence on his face was clear. While he looked like a man who was a diehard fuckboi, you’d never gotten the vibe that he had to catch women unconscious to see some underwear. Slowly, you relaxed but grabbed the sheet to cover yourself.

 “What happened?”

 “What do you remember?”

 You sighed and took your time to gather your memories. It was a slow process due to the aches and pains you felt everywhere. You felt like you’d wrestled a bear and lost.

 “The botanical gardens.”

 “Yes, we were there.”

 You now registered the ache in your throat. Had you been screaming?

 “Lunch—a picnic, a gazebo. You were taking my picture.”

 “I was.”

 “Then water. I was under water. I—I can swim. Why didn’t I swim?”

 Your head felt muddled, and everything was hazy.

 “I don’t—what happened?”

 “There were vines under the water from the Lily Pads, you got tangled in them. That’s why you couldn’t swim up,” Chris explained.

“So—I did drown.”

 He shook his head. “No. I got to you first. After a few compressions you came back.”

 Your eyes widened as you stared at him. He’d saved you?”

 “You saved me?”

 He took a slow deep breath in then shrugged as he released it. “I couldn’t just let you drown; Eve’s wedding would be ruined.”

 His words were nonchalant but the look in his eyes wasn’t. A few moments of silence passed.

 “Th—thank you.”

 “Anytime. Well not anytime, anytime. Don’t take that as an invitation to go falling into lakes now because you know I’ll save you every time.”

 You smirked then it hit you and you grabbed the side of your head again in pain.

 “Ah. Fall. Danielle. I didn’t fall.”

 Your head snapped up and you felt the fury and fire of seven blazing suns.

 “That bitch pushed me!”

 The words and the voice out of your mouth sounded like you were experiencing a demonic possession to you, and they must have sounded the same to Chris because his eyes were wide with a touch of fear in them.

 “That bitch!”

 You sprang up ignoring the ache of your muscles and pain in your body. Chris’s eyes roamed over your figure, and you surmised you were probably only wearing panties that went along with the bra. You didn’t care right now. You only cared about one thing.

 “I’m going to tear that bitch apart!”

 You jumped off the bed with renewed vigor and stormed to the door before flinging it open. As you stepped into the hall, you heard the loud bang of the door as it collided with the wall, but you didn’t stop you made your way to her room. Thanks to being the maid of honor, you’d helped Eve with the bookings and planning for this weeklong wedding extravaganza, so you knew just where the jealous devil reincarnate was.

 “Y/N, uh—I think you should stop.”

 “No.”

 “You’re in underwear.”

 You felt Chris drape a terrycloth fabric over your shoulders. It must have been a robe. You shrugged it off not wanting any restrictions to your movement because you planned to beat this bitch within an inch of her life.

 “Come on. You’re going to care later that people are seeing you like this,” Chris added.

 You stopped and turned to him.

 “Is there something wrong with my body?”

 Huh?

 “Is there?”

 Chris looked you over again and the look on his face gave you the answer you needed.

 “Of course not, you’re—you’re—perfect. Gorgeous,” he replied ending on a slightly strained whisper.

 For a moment, the rage you felt whittled down and your gut burned with fire from a whole different cause. Chris took a step to you and for the moment you both seemed to be distracted from everything. After a few moments, you snapped out of it remembering yourself and catching yourself before you’d done something stupid. Spinning on your heels, you continued on your way. Knowing the floor was mainly for the wedding guests and those in the wedding party you didn’t worry about strangers snapping pictures to put on social media. Your half nakedness was miniscule compared to the problem at hand, a stupid bitch named Danielle who needed to learn her place once and for all.

 It didn’t take long to get to her door and when you did you knocked politely, not banged like a landlord seeking late rent, but polite like a sweet friend. You wanted this to catch her unaware.

 “Y/N, let’s go--.”

 Chris stopped once your eyes landed on him. He must have instantly known this wasn’t a battle he would win because he used his fingers to zip his lips and step back. Something inside of you felt happy that he’d seen your crazy and didn’t see a reason to play good cop, he was gonna let you rock. You made a mental note later to thank him. When the door opened, you were surprised to see it was Eve instead of Danielle.

 “Y/N?”

 Her eyes were wide with concern. “Oh my god. Are you--?”

 It was then she noticed your attire or lack thereof. “Uh—Y/N.”

 She angled her head to the side. “Chris?”

 “I couldn’t stop her.”

 You pushed your way inside the room and saw the victim. Danielle was sitting on her bed with a tissue sniffling and crying.

 “Eve I’m so worried about her. Not, Y/N. It was so traumatic.”

 “Then this right here will really traumatize you!”

 Danielle’s head snapped up and her eyes were wide. You saw the fear. Before she could stand, you sprang across the room, jumping on her.

 “Oh fuck,” a masculine voice shouted, you knew it was Chris’.

 With your weight she slid to the floor, and you climbed on her then punched her once, then twice, and third time. Danielle screamed underneath you and tried to claw at your face. This wasn’t the first beat down you’d had to give. You knew how to avoid nails. You half wished you would have taken a beat to rub some Vaseline over your face in case one of those claws caught your face. Feeling her reach for your head knowing she’d try to make a move for hair, you slapped her hard.

 “Ah!”

 Danielle’s hands dropped to the carpet as she gaped at you.

 “You bitch!”

 “I’ll show you a bitch, bitch!”

 You decked her again and didn’t stop.

 “Y/N, stop!”

 You didn’t. You wouldn’t. Losing yourself to the anger you felt and the fear that had gripped you under that water, you released it all on her. Too soon, you felt arms pull you off of her and across the room. You still struggled to reach her, but the hands held you firmly. Chris’ scent wafted around you telling you it was him who held you.

 “Let me go!”

 “What the fuck is going on!”

 Your eyes met Eve’s who looked angry and confused.

 “Ask that psychotic bitch!”

 Eve looked to Danielle who was almost unrecognizable through the blood streaming from her nose and tangled bird’s nest of hair that was everywhere.

 “What’s going on Danielle?”

 She came charging but another pair of hands grabbed her. It was Parker. You didn’t know when he’d gotten there.

 “Tell her Danielle! Tell her what you did!”

 “I didn’t do shit!”

 Realizing Chris’ hands around you had slacked you lunged for her and decked her again, but only got one swing off before Chris’ were around your waist this time pulling you back to your corner like this was a boxing match.

 “Y/N!”

 “This bitch pushed me into the lake. She came up and pushed me.”

 Eve spun to Danielle who was pinching her nose trying to stop the river from flowing. Parker handed her the box of tissue that was nearby. You doubted that would help.

 “Is that true Danielle?”

 “No! She’s fucking lying. You know she’s always been jealous of me.”

 “Bull fucking shit! Who would be jealous of a skank like you? You throw yourself at every man you meet especially the ones who don’t want you then get pissed when the ones who turn you down hit on me or anyone else. From the day you met me you’ve been a salty, pathetic bitch and at the gardens you were pissed to see Chris kickin’ it with me and not giving you the time of day. So, you did what salty, pathetic skank bitches do!”

 “She’s lying.”

 Her denial only enraged you more. You tried to reach her, but Chris wouldn’t have it.

 “Y/N, stop! Chris, you were there, is that what happened? Did Danielle push Y/N?”

 He sighed and the scent of mint and watermelon hit you. “She did.”

 The confusion on Eve’s face turned to anger. She spun to Danielle.

 “What!”

 “Eve—they’re lying.”

 “You pushed my best friend into a lake not knowing how deep it was? You pushed her because you were jealous!?”

 She trudged to Danielle who looked a little afraid.

 “Eve--.”

 Eve slapped her quick.

 “Baby,” Parker began as a caution.

 She looked up at him, but he did the same thing Chris had to you, zipped his lips and stepped back.

 “I let you in our friend circle, I trusted you, and vouched for you several times and even included you in my wedding. This is how you repay me?”

 “You’re going to believe this bitch over me?”

 Eve slapped her again. “This bitch is like a sister to me; you are nothing near it!”

 Danielle looked down.

 “You’re out the wedding. Matter of fact get the fuck outta here. This friendship is done.”

 Eve walked to you; Chris dropped his hands. Finally you thought. You’d been patiently waiting for it. With Ali’s words in your head you did as he said.

 Float like a butterfly sting like a bee.

 Slipping across to her, you swung like Ali and knocked the bitch right in her nose, the satisfying crunch made you smile. It happened so quick, that no one reacted in time. Danielle dropped to the floor and writhed.

 “And I’m not this bitch, I am THAT motherfuckin’ bitch, bitch!”

 “Okay Ali, time to go,” Chris said before he tossed you over his shoulder and walked toward the door that was now crowded with wedding guest and those of the wedding party.

 You didn’t care even though you knew your ass was in the air. You passed a few whose eyes were glued to your ass, but you barely registered it. You did hear Chris ask out loud several times if they minded or if he could help them with something. When he did, their eyes dropped. Right now, you felt like you were floating like a butterfly.

 You didn’t care if the sting would come later.

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[supersquirrel1996]

The reader is badass!

Chris be the supportive man by the badass! I love it! They will be an awesome couple when they get together!

Title: Something Blue {5}

Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Heavy Cursing, Violence, 

Words: 2.5k

Summary: Nah!

Note: Please enjoy. As always, thank you for reading.

If you enjoyed this, please, LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG! ❤️❤️

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Previous Chapters: {1} | {2} | {3} | {4} | 

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