#so by the time he's at the launch he's like pretty sure that if things continue like this he's gonna be back
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âA forest with only deer deters nobody, but one with a dragon hidden inside will be given a wide berth.â The king was almost smug recounting what he obviously thought to be the most brilliant nugget of wisdom ever conceived.Â
Thereâs some merit to the idea, sure, and after stopping the 3rd undead crusade, closing the Portal of Helwrath, and making peace with the Grand Time Dragon; the idea of being a âpotentialâ city guard and taking time off seemed like a well earned vacation. Hell theyâve been to literally every corner of the known world, and several other worlds besides, not being called off to go âsomewhereâ to âsave some general amount of peopleâ is not a bad way to spend a few months.
A couple of things become apparent quickly though. If people know what the so called âhidden dragonâ looks like, they can be where the guard isnât. If a dragon isnât hidden the whole forest doesnât have to be avoided, just the one worrisome guard. Are they off duty today? Asleep? Dealing with someone at the other gate? Well youâre good to go.Â
So the guards all had to look identical, a little glamour magic is pretty easy to acquire.Â
Of course that quickly undid the fear that a 100 Adventurer gave to the city guard. So time off was⊠more limited. At least once a week, someone needed to go flying through a wall, even if it had to be staged to remind people that there was a hidden dragon.
But thatâs not all that bad right? Show up once a week to hit someone hard they ended up in the infirmary, not a jail cell; be available should someone try to test things, wear a stupid faceplate to hide the whole face, itâs still not a bad deal.
Until the guards start reveling in their newfound fear. Since any of them could be the hidden dragon, they all were. Who would say no to them?
Well, only one person could say no to them, and quickly the worst of the guards were the ones flying through walls. Or over walls. Or being left embedded in a door. Or launched in a catapult.
The peace is ⊠uneasy to say the least, but ⊠it works.
Being at level 100 you are vastly overqualified for a job as a City Gate Guard. But as your king so wisely put it âA forest with only deer deters nobody, but one with a dragon hidden inside will be given a wide berth.â
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Elain, Gwyn and a possible January birthday...
I can't believe it's the end of the Year of our Cauldron 2024 and this argument has resurfaced, but here we go I guess.
Thank you @shitwillnotbegiven for working though this with me!
Firstly, I really want people to know that none of this even matters; the interview in which Steph asked SJM if Azriel's person could have her birthday happened after ACOSF was sent* to be published. So whatever couple was built up was already set in the text. It's a complete non issue. Secondly, SJM has fudged up the numbers before; I am pretty sure that someone did the maths and, according to canon, Eris would have only been around 8yo when he left Mor at Autumn's border! These things happen, and SJM has said she's not a numbers person (no shame).
* Correction: ACOSF was not yet published, but it would have been at the printers and/or being shipped out. Thank you @valentiinexo.
Thirdly, assuming SJM honours the promise to begin with, even if the birthday request predated ACOSF being sent to the printers, it's still a non issue because both Elain and Gwyn could have been born in January. I don't know why people are saying Elain was born over the summer, besides wanting to reassure themselves that she won't end up with Az.
But let's have a look.
Elain
Nesta said that Elain was "barely thirteen" at the ball when the heiress bullied her for whatever reason.
âShe wouldnât have gone into much detail about it,â Elain said. âNesta was only fourteen at the last ball we went to beforeâwell, before we were poor âŠâ Elain shook her head. âAnother young heiress was at the ball, and she positively hated me. She was several years older, and Iâd never done anything to provoke her hatred, but I think âŠâ âShe was jealous of your beauty,â Amren said, an amused smile on her red lips. Elain blushed. âPerhaps.â It was definitely that. Even though Elain would have been barely thirteen at the time. âWell, Nesta saw how she treated me, her casual cruelties and snubs, and bided her time. Waited until that ball, when a handsome duke from the continent was there to find a bride. His family had run out of money, which was why heâd deigned to come over at allâto nab a rich bride to refill their estateâs coffers. Nesta knew the heiress had her sights set on him. The girl had bragged about it to all of us in the powder room at every ball for weeks leading up to it. - ACOSF, chapter 44
Nesta herself was only "fourteen," born in the spring.
Cassian held her gaze as he stalked for her, then reached out an armâ And plucked the cerulean-and-cream scarf Elain had given her for her birthday this spring off the hook on the wall. He gripped it in his fist, dangling it like a strangled snake as he brushed past her. - ACOSF, chapter 1
As the map and seasons of Prythian both coincide with the map and seasons of the UK and Ireland/the northern hemisphere in general (besides the four seasonal courts), and it should be safe to assume that the ball happened during the social season, then we can extrapolate from most online sources, which suggest that would have begun when British parliament returned after closing for the winter.
Per Wikipedia:
The Season coincided with the sitting of parliament; it began some time after Christmas and ran until midsummer, roughly late June. Some sources say it began at Parliament's Easter session break. The social season played a role in the political life of the country: the members of the two Houses of Parliament were almost all participants in the season, as all Peers sitting in the House of Lords were by definition nobility, and many if not most Members of the House of Commons were gentry. But the Season also provided an opportunity for the children of marriageable age of the nobility and gentry to be launched into society.
Feyre confirmed as much in ACOTAR, because she arrived back in the human lands after the "socialite season" had ended and it was getting into summer. Elain was even wearing summer appropriate attire and was flushed - maybe from the heat as much as her excitement?
Summerâin the weeks that Iâd been painting and dining with Tamlin and wandering the court lands at his side, summer had come. Did my family still truly believe me to be visiting some long-lost aunt? What were they doing with themselves? - ACOTAR, chapter 25
I glanced sidelong at her. My sister was beaming, contentâprettier than Iâd ever seen her, even in her simple muslin gardening dress. Her cheeks were flushed beneath her large, floppy hat. âI thinkâI think Iâd like to see the continent,â I said. And it was true, I realized. There was so much of the world that I hadnât seen, hadnât ever thought about visiting. Hadnât ever been able to dream of visiting. âIâm surprised youâre so eager to go next spring,â I said. âIsnât that right in the middle of the season?â The socialite season, which had ended a few weeks ago, apparently, full of parties and balls and luncheons and gossip, gossip, gossip. Elain had told me all about it at dinner the night before, hardly noticing that it was an effort for me to get down my food. - ACOTAR, chapter 29
The following afternoon, bleary-eyed and quiet, we all gathered at the lunch table. I thanked my sister and father for the party, and dodged my fatherâs inquiries regarding whether any of his friendsâ sons had caught my eye. The summer heat had arrived, and I propped my chin on a fist as I fanned myself. Iâd slept fitfully in the heat last night. It was never too hot or too cold at Tamlinâs estate. - ACOTAR, chapter 31
Spring is "right in the middle of" Prythian's social season. Winter > spring (tulip season) > summer. Feyre gives us this information.
All of this is to say that it is absolutely possible for Elain to be born in January and be "barely thirteen" years of age in the late winter/early spring of the same year "weeks" later, when Nesta got revenge for her at the ball. And Nesta, who was "only fourteen" at the time, could have been nearing her fifteenth birthday. "Two under two" is a common saying for a reason, and I suspect the "only" was not to suggest that Nesta had recently turned fourteen (though two in one year is definitely possible), but that she was too young for marriage in her father's/family's opinion, and the entire situation was ludicrous.
Perhaps the wooden rose was actually a birthday gift for Elain from Papa Archeron?
She plucked another figurine from the mantel: a rose carved from a dark sort of wood. She held it in her palm, its solid weight surprising, and traced a finger over one of the petals. âHe made this one for Elain. Since it was winter and she missed the flowers.â - ACOSF, chapter 55
Gwyn
If Gwyn and Catrin were conceived on Calanmai, which is the first of May, and faerie pregnancies last ten months - this is of course assuming that their half-nymph mother would have expected the same duration of her pregnancy as a high fae like Feyre - then yes, a pregnancy with a due date of May plus ten months (it's impossible to count from her last missed period as we know at least the high fae only have two cycles a year, so the conception date will have to do) could end with a set of twins born in January.
Gwyn went on, âMy mother was unwanted by either of their people. She could not dwell in the rivers of the Spring Court, but was too untamed to endure the confinement of the forest house of Autumn. So she was given in her childhood to the temple at Sangravah, where she was raised. She partook in the Great Rite when she was of age, and I, weâmy sister and I, I meanâwere the result of that sacred union with a male stranger. She never found out who he was, for the magic chose him that night, and no one ever showed up to ask about twin girls. We were raised in the temple as well. I never left its grounds until ⊠until I came here.â - ACOSF, chapter 29
Around half of twin pregnancies make it to term, and 90% are born after 32 weeks (per google), so even with the extrapolation between human data and the barely existent faerie pregnancy "lore" I think that a January birthdate for Gwyn and Catrin is not a risky guess. I also think it's much more exciting to refer to pregnancy "lore" than data, so can we all get that going? đ
So yeah, there you have it. Both Elain and Gwyn could have been born in January. Though again, it was a request made after ACOSF was finished. This argument doesn't "benefit" either side, and to suggest that it eliminates either Elain or Gwyn is disingenuous. Why does it keep popping up?
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iâve finally been able to collect some of my thoughts on the tour! under the cut if you want to read my yapping
- First of all we were really far away like almost all the way in the back of the balcony. We could still see the stage obviously but i couldn't really see their faces :( if i was doing it again i'd sit closer lol.
- The dolls were incredible. they really did all that
- Our conspiracies were toilet, clothes, tour bus and wedding which now that i've seen what the other ones are, i think was a pretty good combination. Tour bus was actually crazy like.. I mean i'm not too surprised that it was true but i AM shocked that they actually confirmed it! Like what!! I didn't even know about that conspiracy beforehand so yeah i was gagged
- They yapped for a minute about pizza. Phil hates cheese but loves pizza WHY itâs because pizza tastes like its own thing. One time dan PRANKED him by getting pizza with GOAT CHEESE on it and phil hated it. (philâs wording lol, it wasnât actually a prank) Also they said the best pizza they ever had was here in boston! And it had soy sauce on it apparently
- âDoesn't matter babeâ did happen, i wasnât sure if i heard it right but i was like âdid he just say that?â i figured it was just part of the script but apparently not. I witnessed phistory
- They said âwangâ so many times they LOVEDD the fact they were in the wang theater
- The fight was so funny i borrowed my friends binoculars for a minute so i got to zoom in on them slap fighting like 5 year olds and phil choking dan with a cable. why are they gay
- I SCREAMED when sister daniel came out like that was taylor swift levels of screaming from me. I knew that would happen but seeing her in the flesh was something else
- I appreciated how real they got. I think they balanced it with humor just the right amount but still went deep into stuff!
- the song was AMAZING itâs still stuck in my head and iâm gonna need that on spotify as soon as the tour is over. it was so clever to have it be from either perspective and the lyrics honestly made me cry!! but it was also such a banger!!!
This was kind of a schrodingers hard launch. Theyâre being open and honest about their relationship, but they also realize that a lot of the fun of the phandom IS the conspiracies and reading into things and the teasing. We have fun with it and they have fun with it, if they tell us everything then whatâs left? It's like a sitcom that loses interest when the big will-they-wonât-they couple gets together. Thereâs a mutual understanding here, and the mysteries and intrigue are such a big part of the fun that weâre going to keep doing it. At least for now.
overall this show made me feel so happy to be part of the phandom. our parasocial relationship with them has been a rocky one, toxic at times, and at one point we thought it was so over but we are SO BACK. THEY LOVE US and WE LOVE THEM and we kinda need each other!! iâm so excited to see where they go from here.
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Authors note, PT 2 to this ask, because it took me SO long and I feel like I need to do a lil more LOL, sorry if these are a lil unimaginative I do be frying
How would the mercs react to a new member with some questionable behaviour?
Scout
There's GOTTA be somethinâ up with you.
He's sure of it, absolutely COVINCED that someone as maniacal as you can't just be a good person.
He gets the whole âwell, the respawn machine!â But he doesn't, he wouldn't go crazy like that, why would anyone?
He's a little nervy around you, gives you a funny look once in a while when you're kind to him, assumes there's some really blatant motive that he just isn't picking up on (there is none).
Shows up outside your room once at night, standing there with that âmom I threwed upâ stance just like. âOkay. So. What da hell is wrong with ya?â Hands on his hips, STARING.
âWhaddaya mean it's just a game to ya- pal, look at me, I'm the best player here, yâdonât see me rippinâ their arms off!â
Eventually gets over it, but it takes a while, he's just stubborn. You guys end up best buds and he shares his radioactive ass bonk with you sometimes, usually resulting in a ceasefire as the entire enemy line is annihilated, or you slam into a wall so hard you knock yourself clean out.
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Soldier
Insert the Spiderman pointing at Spiderman meme here
First impressions? Is absolutely enamoured by you. You are on the field what he is when in his crazy naked honeyed up state. A force of violence and INSANE destruction.
Definitely tries to assist you by letting you rocket surf directly into the enemies on pretty much every respawn, much to the chagrin on your Medic, who really does just eventually stop trying to follow you.
He's SO ecstatic to find someone that's loco like him when in the heat of battle, but can be Normal outside of it! He's amazed, definitely asks you if you're American every five minutes, just to make sure you're not one of those nice Canadians (shudder).
âYOU. YOU ARE THE BEST SOLDIER IN THIS HERE PLATOON, MAGGOT! I HAVE NEVER SEEN A DRIVE AS HIGH AS YOURS, I THINK SUN TZU WOULD BE VERY PROUD.â
Sometimes he'll have a rough experience in a fight, and after it's all over, he'll come to you for reassurance and to talk!!! He definitely talks about you with Zhanna often, and you guys all hang out often for little chats over food n drink :)
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Pyro
You are one of the few people, who in their eyes, is always very vibrant and exciting to be near.
They absolutely LOVE your energy, your kindness is more than welcome at base, and they love being near you and showing you things they've created (upgrades for their flamethrowers, new melees they've concocted, etc.), and on the battlefield, they're following at your heels lighting the world around ablaze, watching the carnage bloom!
Really, really enjoys baking with you, they love baking and cooking generally, but usually it goes kinda poorly, because they can't smell too well under the mask, and tend to space out and lose track of time. Plus the burnt cookies are always really pretty.
You keep them on track with stuff without being pushy, and they appreciate it!! And sometimes you'll find pictures of really cute animals in library books and photocopy them to show them. :)
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Demo
He's not sure if it's because he's seeing double, that the carnage seems a lot crazier than normal, at first.
Eventually realises that the mayhem in the battlefield is at your hands, and makes a mental note to stay out of your way.
That mental note is tossed away the second you come up to him, giddy with some terrible glee asking him to launch you directly into their front lines.
(He obliges, and is amazed at how well you stick the landing.)
Doesn't really register the difference too well, too off his tits to know if you're even talking to him half the time.
You'll pass him his dinner, lovingly crafted with all the food meticulously placed to create a little scene (probably bangers n mash gravy volcano, absolute scran) and he just takes it like. âOooh, thank you lass/lad! LooksâŠâ Swaying, trying not to drop the tray. âLooks some braw scran, ta!â Then he totters away <3.
Probably invites you to play golf on his slightly more sober days, goes very well of course! You drive the caddy, he hoots and hollers for you to run someone over (Soldier is on the back egging him on).
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Heavy
Somewhat protective, but in a very physical way, where he'll try to body block the enemy from getting at you (and occasionally you from getting at them).
Asks you how you're doing⊠often, it's like when your elders are concerned but aren't gonna ask if you like, need therapy, he'll just go âAre you alright, ĐŽĐžĐșĐžĐč?â and when you go yeah what why he's just got his arms crossed, nodding, then walks away.
Is VERY impressed by you on the battlefield, even he's sure he wouldn't be able to tank some of the hits that you do. Your handle on adrenaline is completely spectacular in his eyes.
Would call you wild one, animal, beast, terror, but also throw in little sun when a fight has gone particularly well, proving your fiery fury!!
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Engineer
Probably the closest to you, a little crazy himself, but sane enough off the field.
Highly appreciates your input on anything he's scrapping together, especially when he's tinkering with his turrets. Usually you drive the enemy into them like cattle, so polite questions and curious advice is always treasured.
âNow⊠I already got the wrangler shield, but that is an awfully good idea thereâŠâ Followed by various skeewiff utterances as he works out the kinks of the massive thing he's just haphazardly welded with a folding mechanism onto his sentry.
You'd bring him fresh baked goods sometimes and he wouldn't stop thinking about you for at least a week after, the way to his heart is through food and dear god you give him an arrhythmia <3.
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Medic
Sick of chasing after you after about a week of battles, and eventually begins wondering if he can legally sedate you and/or poke around in your brain to see what makes you tick.
Finds it endearing, how anarchic you are in the heat of war, compared to how civil and polite you are outside of it.
His birds peck at their barred enclosures when they hear your name like they've been accidentally conditioned, knowing they'll be let out for the duration of his usual pacing and rambling session in his office.
âOh mein Gott, das ist verdammt nochmal unmöglich.â He would absolutely SEETHE over you sometimes, but then you'd come into his office with tea or coffee and biscuits and bird seed and he'd be like oh. Oh you're just nice, huh?
You're the only person willing to listen to his excited rambles about human physiology and general biology, he'd show you vivisection research images, organs, all the sorts until he can see that you're a little offput, then he'll be like,
âOh, sorry freund! Archimedes tell them it is fine, please. Zhe bird knows these things better than I!â And little mister âmedes comes and settles down on you for a snug, probably nipping at ya if you don't pet him.
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Sniper
Likes it, LOVES it in fact, he won't show it, but having someone who keeps the enemy's attention long enough for him to get a few picks has him giggling and kicking his feet (metaphorically, of course).
âOh that one? Aye well⊠They're about as ruthless as a dunny rat, I'd say, bites like a blue ân all.â He'd mutter to anyone who asks what he thinks about you, a strange question, but he's an honest man.
Being a particularly distant man, you don't get very close, but sometimes on late nights when it's too cold for him to be in the camper, he'll settle down in the common room with some knitting going for a few hours before he feels tired enough to head to his room. If you get up for a drink and spot him, he's more than happy for a little chat when you come over and start asking him about what he's doing.
He tries to teach you knitting, which goes alright, eventually offers to teach you some marksmanship but you politely decline.
âMore of a hands-on approach, ey? Well, can't knock it mate, seen you take down those blokes like they're nothing but jumbucks.â
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Spy
Is always wearing his cloak and dagger watch for the first while of you arriving, hides in the choke points of certain stations and watches the carnage upclose, trying to stay as still as possible so as not to be seen.
Finds you very amusing, but like Scout, is incredibly sceptical. His curious stalking is not limited only to the battlefield, he often lingers in the shadows of the base just watching you. Mostly when you're cooking, making sure you won't slip anything nefarious into their food.
Does NOT buy any of the stuff you tell them. It's all a little on the nose, all this about working at puppy shelters, saving cats from trees, talking down burglars? Unbelievable, and he will not be convinced.
Does some incredibly invasive snooping, probably literally going through your stuff when you're out of the room, and never really truly comes around to see eye to eye with you.
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General
After a while of you being amongst them, and everyone's settled, Christmas would come up, and much as it would usually be a very casual thing between the lads, everyone would be so enamored with the thoughtful gifts you'd get them.
Miss Pauling would be genuinely so frightened by you, she'd only really see or hear about you on the battlements, not so much when you're at your times of peak kindness. She would also probably not be very convinced by your alleged acts of kindness, but wouldn't be too bothered either way.
#tf2 scout#tf2 soldier#tf2 pyro#tf2 demoman#tf2 heavy#tf2 engineer#tf2 medic#tf2 sniper#tf2 spy#tf2#tf2 imagines#team fortress 2#tf2 x reader
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nearly 800 words of norrussell-y stuff based on this post. idk if it's going anywhere so im posting it as is :)
Landoâs tried a lot of things, alright. Heâs pulled out all the stops. Gone through all his tricks, and then some.
Last time, the young couple trying to make a home out of Landoâs home left after just a few slammed doors and a shattered plate. The time before that, it took nothing more than cold drafts and some banging on the radiators.
Heâs not bad at haunting. Heâs quite decent, really. Manages to get long stretches where heâs unbothered, which always has Charles in a huff at their quarterly meetings. He didnât have to pick a flat in a tiny country with a very expensive housing crisis. Not Landoâs problem thereâs constant demand in Monaco even for units with a nasty habit of seeping blood from the walls.
Either way. Nobodyâs stayed in his home for longer than six months.
This dickheadâs getting pretty close, though.
Heâs fucking infuriating, is the thing. Lando likes haunting. He has fun, snickering gleefully into the sleeve of his hoodie as whatever soon-to-be-former resident heâs fucking with packs frantically to move out.
Itâs no fun when they wonât play his game.
George Russell is an accountant. Or a barrister. Or something equally boring and stuffy and un-fun that has him leaving every morning at 7:30 sharp in a nicely pressed suit with a leather bag just dinged up enough to be classy.
Even worse, heâs logical. To a fault. Hangs onto pragmatism like itâs going out of style.
Like he doesnât keep his kindle stocked with fantasy novels. Lando had peeked. Couldnât touch it, what with it only having been here a few months, not belonging to the house yet, but he hadnât needed to. Not when George had set down the tablet to pour a glass of wine and left it face up on the coffee table.
Likes his fiction full of magic and romance and fucking dragons, but God forbid the guy consider for even a moment that heâs being haunted.
Icy cold air filling the hall in late July? Oh, freezer must be on the fritz.
Picture frames falling off the walls? The landlord had said not to use nails on the plaster.
Cupboard doors slamming open and closed at night? Loose hinges. Really, really, really loose hinges. And that pesky draft from earlier.Â
Landoâs honestly not sure how that explanation could pass even a little bit of inspection, but George is satisfied.
Heâd gotten all new furniture too, so Lando canât even flop face down on the couch and groan about it for another month. He just goes through, when he tries. Ends up hanging out with the dust bunnies underneath; itâs nice enough down there, dark and enclosed, that he hasnât stopped launching himself onto the sofa when heâs frustrated.Â
Heâs under the couch a lot. The dust bunnies have names now.
Landoâs started slamming doors in Georgeâs face, just to see whatâll happen. Heâs careful about it, timing it so George wonât actually get hit, but he makes sure itâs close. Maybe if the rush of air ruffles his hair enough, heâll put the clues together.
Charles has started dropping unsubtle hints about how fast tenants leave when blood pours out of the faucets.
It would work, maybe. Or maybe George would call municipal services, concerned about contamination with the local reservoir and the quality of drinking water in his community.Â
Itâs not Landoâs style, anyways. Bloody handprints across the ceiling just isnât as funny as waving his hands around to draw a fluffy dogâs eyes to an eerily empty corner. Takes a lot more concentration to float up high enough to reach, for one. And he likes dogs. They can see him; sometimes, he can even touch them, running his hands through fur and reveling in the warmth of life against his skin.
George doesnât have any dogs. Or cats. Or fish, even, though Landoâs not sure how heâd get them to behave oddly enough to draw attention. Heâs certainly not touching them.
Georgeâs got nothing but his stupid fucking scientific explanations, apparently. Landoâs sick to death of it. Sick beyond death. Whatever.
He sends the door flying shut, centimeters away from sending the dirty dishes George was taking into the kitchen crashing to the floor with it. It's the closest he's cut it, so far.
When Lando sticks his head through the wall to see if heâs finally come to his senses, heâs already reaching for the doorknob, muttering about pressure differentials and open windows.
Lando goes and lays under the couch. His scream is muffled by the carpet.
Not that George would hear anything but a faulty radiator.
#to be CLEAR. i don't think george is stuffy or any of that fjdlskajfa but lando at This point in the narrative absolutely does#mine.snip#ln#gr#6304#trying new things to get out of my head abt writing lol
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you cannot tell me they planned the whole timeloop bullshit from the start .... old viktor looks nothing like the mage in season 1 (aside from ... cloak and staff?? no tattoos, the way the mage does magic doesnt seem like viktor does anythign every etc) and its so?? granted i havent rewatched .. bc i dont want to see that again, but how even ... does old viktor turn 'normal' again?? they seem to break the loop by breaking viktor out of god mode so the loop is if he stayed in god mode ... right? what made him turn back .. complete with normal hands and everything? and tiem hopping powers?? is that the kind of "special" mentioned in that interview now? somehow?? is he gonna fuck with all the other region with his new special time hopping powers???
RIP og viktor btw, the VGU being the arcance god complex one is so .... thats not the same character man, like even his title 'maschine herald' (that was his og title right?) doesnt fit bc he does fuck all with maschines, its honestly one of the saddest parts of all this, he was a maschine guy and now hes a ... corrupted magic guy? (they even showed concepts for updating him maschine style .......) however outdated og viktor is, you cant fault people for feeling rather strongly about him being essentially deleted and replaced with someone of the same name (me with skarner ...)
did anyone else feel like the "big" fight at the end was really .. weird? like idk it felt like there was a total of 10 guys fighting at both sides and only around the hexgates, like they make it out ot be a big ol war and then its a handful of guys clobbering each other ... and all characters that got more than 5 seconds of screentime dying horribly ... ... the whole ending fight stuff, as pretty as fortiche makes things look, it felt so ... weird and floaty when most of the show before that ... ESPECIALLY season 1 felt so grounded
(ALSO i thought isha taking the crystals out of vis gauntlets would matter more? like ... she just doesnt have them from then on until at the end for some really underwhelming scenes but thats it?)
with the reveal of the new 'seasons' in league (which in itself is a cool concept and took them way too long to do anything with the darn map) ... i feel even mroe bitter bc ... yeah that ending going like that sure feels like it was done JUST to lead into that stuff, i liked mel, but her turn from political figure to just golden something magic blaster and then her turn for noxus feels so???? for her who wants to bet mel is gonna be the main character in the next show and shes gonna fight mordekaiser all holy golden magic style bc shes the chosen holy magic baby and having her fight him is the whole reason the black rose wanted her (bonus jinx annoying sidekick bc shes popular and has to be everywhere now no matter how little sense it makes) and of course shes a champion with a legendary skin to launch with (bonus points for putting her in skin tight bodysuit number 341)
(them making a big ass figurine out of jinxs last design in the show also feels slimy ... like its a neat design but really she does fuck all there and is .. barely a footnote in the whole universe and time bending stuff :/ )
while i do think alot of it is due to the extreme time constraints they had to work with ............... its not the only thing that messed with it
okay i do have to do a mini (i call it mini now.. this is just letting my feelings about it out, so its spelled agressively bc im just so .. frustrated ... also not hate to the studio or the people working on it .. obviously >_>) rant about arcane-
SPOILERS AHEAD FOR ARCANE SEASON 2
its the most beautiful show ever produced, i mean it, its style, fortiche's (the studio) style, is just .... impossibly pretty, 3d and 2d, the animation is just so GOOD, the designs largely (like 95%) are too, the acting and sound design, the voice acting (at least the english one) is so emotional and good, the show in general is just good ... until the last episode
i have my own problems with riot declaring arcane the new canon out of nowhere and for no good reason since it was, im very sure, never conceived to be that, its a reinterpreation and works best as such, now literally everything is once again completely messed up, no one knows whats real and what isnt, no champion or story is safe, especially with the weird hexcore bullshit potentially erasing the VOID (whish is like ... half on which the canon was built on tbh) AND hextech- multiple champions being impossible to exist now .... but thats not what i wanted to talk about
i was pretty on board with everything the show did, though i wasnt a big fan of the whole hexcore stuff, but it all spiraled so far out of control, it just kept making everything worse, also with bringing in the black rose and leblanc, it kept piling stuff onto the plate despite them already compressing everything so drastically; espeically regarding viktor, but i kept my hope up even after season 2s act 2 bc it still seemed 'fixable', though not easily so
what i liked about it (in its writing) despite its pacing issues was that it was rather .. self contained for the longest time, focused on the characters and the class struggle of piltover and zaun, and doing so rather well imo, like it did and said things i did not expect riot to let through
i was worried with the alternate universe stuff that came with the escalating hexcore bullshit but held onto hope even until episode 8 and then ...man .. the last episode ... the fuck was that- like i hate timetravel and multiverses and whatever but the thing with ekko was done rather neatly ... they made all those chaarcter models and sets just for that short stuff and really .. was of little use other than getting heimerdinger out of the picture as well lmao maybe he will get his own series to advertise for 200 dollar skins in league hahaaaa but i guess the main point was to give ekko the z-drive ... which feels alot like what i feared about them forcing it to comply with the characters in game ,,,, even though that wasnt for everyone like warwick was done SO dirty after giving me hope in act two
everythings focused on the hexcore/arcane shit, theres the black rose shit (honestly i think it was a mistake bringing them in too bc .. noxus is its entire own region with so many champs and story itself that got connected via ambessa .. which was a new character the show made up until they made her a champ now .. its just too much to put into this one show already going at a breakneck pace), mel doing her bit with them then bam she mage now which felt like a champion teaser more than an organic part of the story, especialyl with how hard it got pushed later (poor little riots gotta sell more game cosmetics uwu), jayce just taking over control again and everyone going with it, singed reviving stupid version victor via using vander/warwick WHO WAS STILL ALIVE AFTER ISHA BLEW HERSELF UP TO STOP HIM FROM KILLING EVERYONE (which was ALREADY pretty cheap, but i guess jinx had to be even more suicidal than she already was heehoo), dont even ask me HOW, viktor was just whoops from corpse to im a cocoon now, ambessa being so obsessed with it, the entire class struggle being """"solved"""" by piltover and zaun fighting stupid viktors weird ass robot shitheads together and then acting like giving sevika a seat at the council is the solution to it, half the cast just dying horribly for honestly no reason?? ORIANNA being now i guess some weird viktor robot but without the mindcontrol part and singed just kinda ... winning i guess by giving her cocoon some goo of stupid viktors cocoon
it just all ... turning from this so drama, character and class struggle thing into weird ass dimension hopping magical world war that all gets solved bc we fought together once uwu AND it being a fucking timeloop WITHIN what ONE episode? and that being the ENDING (i know i know the hexcore bs was building up throughout the show but it still felt so .. unearned and sudden ... )
also i got personal gripes with the 'ending' bc .. was it REALLY an ending like they kept saying?? was it?? viktor, jayce, heimerdinger, jinx are just disappeared i guess, mel going back to noxus- the fucking 'our story isnt over' tease???? the last minute appearance of swains fucking raven???? pecking at something blue and shining like idk a hex crystal??? SHUT UP i dont want more to come, this story should have had its self containing ending, not this open ended bullshit that just reeks of corporate meddling bc they want their game to connect to their popular show as much as possible now so we gotta bring in as many teases and connections to other champions YIPPIEEEEE (yelling)
also if jinx is dead, wow, what a way to end her story, the traumatized suicidal character being tortured and tortured especially after seemingly having something good for once (i liked act 2 except for its ending the most bc ... man jinx was so enjoyable there, i loved her dynamic with vi and isha and half wolf vander warwick with the beast and man struggle i love alot, that part was genuinely beautiful, i wasnt a fan of the idea of idk ekko doing time stuff and them having a happy ending bc i just dont like going back in time to fix everything kinda stuff, but i would have much much prefered that, not changing the existing story into the perfect world where everythings happy (though i liked that part ... vander silco being gay husbands like that is just so goood) but to fix what is fixable in the present- them still having gone through alot but being able to live with it, so act 2 setup was honestly my favorite way to not invalidate everything and still have something happy .... but no we gotta kill the kid to make jinx even worse and vander/warwick too while we are at it
if shes not dead (given you see a blimp(?) flying away and her scribbles showing up and caitlyn looking at the blueprints of the hexgates) then ... ??? oh yeah lets make her leave zaun and just idk go be the main character in noxus or soemthing for the next show they are gonna do bc jinx is popular so putting her everywhere is a good idea!!!1!!11
ALSO since vander/warwick is my favorite .. i thought maybe after isha doing that, if they dont reverse it, hed get taken by singed again or ran away and turned fully werewolf like he is in the game (though i would have liked if they were able to be a weird family like in act2)- but no he just gets used as fuel for stupid viktor cocoon and then mind erased and made into the ugliest weird robot thing that looks more like galio than him JUST and i feel like it really is JUST to have Vi at the end do the scene that gets jinx 'killed' .. to lead into the 'more to come' teaser.. idk about you but that scene felt so .. forced, the typical oh no platform is slowly falling down but Vi suddendly gets emotional about weird ugly robot warwick (who conveniently comes back to life as ugly robot beast since his human mind got erased but not the beast??? i guess???) and completely ignores jinx yelling at her to get to safety, it felt so WEIRD to me (if you gotta do him like that at least let Vi listen to jinx, them embracing and then watchign emotionally as robo vanderwick falls into the hexgate thing .. that was still active somehow i guess??)
(poor viktor got done so dirty too .. i liked him .. until it all went weird wit hthe hexcore stuff ....... ..... also jayce weird speech to him .. why the FUCK did you not do that back in the cult camp instead of blasting him to bits, i get it he was fucked up from seeing the future, but then later hes just ... okay???? pretty fine all things considered??? and pretty aware of everything?? also his weird speech being all like vitkor actually you were perfect in your imperfection BITCH HE WAS SLOWLY DYING AN AGONIZING DEATH???? idk ??? it all feels so weird to me, like there episodes literally missing- ambessa dying also felt so unnecessary .. just so mel can take her place and go to noxus and have more shows maybe- )
i just .... and just like how i cant enjoy botw anymore after them fucking it all up with totk ... i dont know if i will rewatch arcane knowing it ends like that, what was that for, the most beautiful show ever made just to do a game of thrones ending in a single episode?
im so tired of it all ..... im so tired of being disappointed and feeling let down over and over no matter with how little expectations i go in with
this willl be the only arcane rant unless theres some .. big stupid reveal that gets me more frustrated than i am now, which i hope there isnt .. im tired of being and feeling like this .. i just want to enjoy things, everythings going to shit IRL and i cant even find something enjoyable to watch
#ganondoodles talks#personal#arcane#.... had more ..... to say#sorry#i swear if they take aurelion sol and turn him from the creator of the universe bitchy star dragon that he is into someones backyard lizard#i know text rarely conveys how i really feel#i am not as mad about it as with totk#granted i didnt think id care about league lore this much still ....#still its not compareable to totk#but still similar enough that i jsut feel like theres nothing left to like bc it will all turn into corporate fumbling#im just tired honestly ....#i am more sad than frustrated about arcane/league
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Daniels whole demeanour and confidence at the gp though. He was absolutely walking and was feeling himself which makes me soso hopeful esp from his comments about next year and the stuff about the sim too. And him wanting himself to race, the belief in himself to go out and do what he loves!! I think the whole things with the fans and support is just a bonus tbh, like I do believe he wouldâve decided he wants to come back either way with or without the huge reaction he was getting at the weekend but I like to think it shows him how supported and loved he is.
right and it was also such a nice (and interesting) progression from the launch as well, where even then he was SO excited and it felt like he probably kinda already knew that he wanted to get back on the grid, even if he wasn't quite ready to say it yet đ€§
#it DOES make me wonder if the initial poor outing in the sim was pre winter break tho#like right off the back of abu dhabi still in that kinda fucked headspace#going into winter break wondering if this is the end of the road if the mclaren fucked him up so bad that he can't come back from it#and because of that throwing himself so completely into to the break and not thinking about racing at all just because he Can#(and because maybe this is just How It Is now and he because he better get used to it)#only to come back from the break and jump in the sim; kinda dreading it cause what if it's still just as bad and fucked#but then it's???? not???? maybe only marginally better but there are flashes of what he used to be buried in there#and as time goes on more and more of that old daniel keeps getting uncovered and it feels GOOD#so by the time he's at the launch he's like pretty sure that if things continue like this he's gonna be back#but it's too early to say it just yet so he just holds it in. plays coy.#spends a bit more time in the sim and it's only getting better and better#to the point where he KNOWS he'll be back on the grid (and back in the red bull) it's just a matter of time#and showing up to melbourne with the glow of it all compounded by the leagues and leagues of fans still there supporting him#and telling him they hope to see him back soon :(#dan#red bull redux#answered#anonymous#insane about it actually#and if this is what he's done in just 2-3 months.....and there's three more months before he even gets in an irl car.....đ”âđ«
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A SUCKER FOR THE TASTE âŠâ đ.đđ
âč PAIRING â experienced husband heeseung x virgin f. reader
âč GENRE â smut, fluff, newlyweds au
âč SYNOPSIS â As teens, you were the uncanny duo that fell in love at first sight. Some odd years later, and youâre now a newlywed couple, spending your first night together in a fit of nerves as you navigate sex and other new feelingsâŠ
âč WARNINGS â KINKTOBER SPECIAL, basically just pussy drunk!husband!heeseung making you squirt for hours on the night of your honeymoon, marriage themes (duh), mentions of food, dom and sub dynamics, kissing with tongue, overstimulation kink (reader cums multiple times), oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, petnames (baby, angel, pretty, sweetie), thatâs all
âč WORD COUNT: 3.3k â DAY 1
YOU AND HEESEUNG were like Romeo and Juliet; two people from totally different walks of life, and honestly, no one ever wouldâve guessed you twoâd end up falling for each other.
Sometimes, itâs hard to tell any time had passed between the first moment you met Heeseung with a hickey on his neck in the lunch hall to now as you sit before him on a king sized bed, ring fingers clad with beautiful bands to match as you stared into each others eyes, speaking a love song of unspoken words.
âYouâre fine with waiting til marriage?â You remember asking him a few weeks after you first started dating as teens, âyou wonât think Iâm a prude for wanting to keep things traditional?âŠâ
âOf course not, sweetie,â you remember him answering while cupping your face in his hands, âa girl like you is worth the waitââ He whispered in between kissing your lips, ââand so much moreâŠâ
Since that moment, you and Heeseung have stuck to your guns, not even so much as showering together to keep your purity intact until the right momentâŠ
⊠That fateful day when youâd say âI doâ and he the same, right before venturing off into the sunset on angelâs wings to explore another country together.
Another life, might I add, as a married couple on your extravagant honeymoonâŠ
Everything was so magical in your head, too⊠but regardless of that, Heeseung was too big of a fucking dork to let himself be romantic for once.
Just an hour ago, he had told the hotel receptionist âyou tooâ after she congratulated you both on getting marriedâ
âGrrrrrrrrr,â he pouted, scrunching his nose at you.
âDid you just⊠growl at me!?â
âYes, and Iâll do it again if you keep resisting,â Heeseung threatened playfully, pointing an accusing finger at your frame now.
Sighing, you raised your hands beside your head as a sign of compliance, parting your lips slightly as you held your head back for him.
âAlright, don't move this time, alright? We can do this!â He ordered more passionately this time, cradling a single grape between his fingers before angling his wrist backwards and launching it towards your mouth.
âOh my gosh, I finally caught it!â You shouted with excitement, words coming out a bit slurred as you bit down into the sweet fruit, âTastes like victory,â you continued, making Heeseung grace you with his thundering ovation.
âBrava!â He began to cheer, but the rest of his sentence was interrupted by his own burp, which only elicited a fit of embarrassed giggles from the both of youâŠ
Two empty glasses of wine sat on the hotel nightstand beside the bed you were currently sat on, and if it wasn't obvious enough, y'all were already starting to experience the giddy effects of the alcohol dancing in your systems.
âSo,â you smiled, a laugh still present in your throat as you fed him a white grape from the bowl between you two, âwe're the couple that eats pie in place of dinner now?â
âSure... but not just any pie,â Heeseung corrected, leaning closer to your ear as he whispered, âblueeeberry pieeee.â
You're not sure if it was the wine or the honeymoon high, but you can't help yourself from laughing out loud at Heeseung's behavior in this momentâ
âYouâre a legend for always vibing with my horrible sense of humor, yâknow that?â Your husband remarked while tilting his head at you endearingly.
âYour humor is definitely one-of-a-kind, but I wouldn't want you to change a thing about it,â you returned tenderly, right before feeding him a fork-full of blueberry pie from the dish between you two, feeling your heart swell as he smiled into the bite.
The kind of smile youâd have a hard time getting out of your mind laterâ
âThanks, babe,â he said, a bit of dark blue jam resting in the corner of his mouth now as his eyes sparkled with what you could bet was pure flattery.
You always liked it whenever you managed to get Heeseung all flustered before you, considering how he was usually the one to make you a blushing mess with only his words.
âYou've uh...â you stammer slightly, âyou've got a little something on your lip there...â
âReally?â
âYea, just... let me get it for you real quick,â you continue, licking the pad of your thumb before leaning forward to dab at the jam on his mouth.
That's when you noticed his lips curving into a subtle smirk as he whispered in a low voice, âYou got it, baby?â
âY-yea,â you stuttered again, feeling your face heat up at his words, and if you didn't look so hot to him right now, he would've pinched your cheeksâ
âWhoops,â Heeseung gasped facetiously, pouting at the streak of blueberry jam he very intentionally just smeared on your lower lip, âmust be the wine making me so clumsy today...â
Your eye almost twitched at the sight of him licking his finger clean, a rush of nerves swarming in your stomach now
âI-it's okay, Heeseung,â you said while lifting your thumb to your mouth, âI've got it...â
âNo you don't,â he chuckled at your shy demeanor, right before closing the space between you two, taking your face in his hand and kissing you.
And yes, you saw this coming, but it took you a few seconds to fully close your eyes, letting them flutter shut as you both sighed at the taste of each other, almost as if the contact relaxed youâŠ
The kiss was slow at first, with you and him simply breathing against each otherâs mouths as his velvety lips moved against yours.
But that pace didn't last long once Heeseung broke from the kiss to move the bowl of grapes and pie out of the way, a few of the glossy green ovals hitting the ground with light thuds as his right hand found the small of your back, pulling you even closer to him.
The kiss grew more intense from there as both your heads were tilting into each other, wet smacks filling the room now as his tongue prodded against yours with every passing second.
âGod, you taste so sweet,â Heeseung groaned, desperately clinging to your waist which only made you moan in response.
You and Heeseung had made out countless times in the past, but you could tell something was different this time... you never felt this worked up with him before, and you knew it wasnât just gonna end with a kissâ
âCanât wait to taste other parts of you, too, babyâŠâ he hummed, kissing along your neck while pinning your delicate wrists above your head.
And thatâs when you felt itâŠ
The twitch between your legs and the heat rushing throughout your entire bodyâŠ
You were wearing a plaid pajama skirt and white top that matched Heeseungâs plaid sweatpants and long sleeved shirt, as you simply expected to only eat some dessert, discuss the rest of your honeymoon plans, and head straight to sleep right after.
Now though, you knew you wouldn't be able to get much rest with your emotions like this⊠at least not comfortably, that isâŠ
Youâre between his lap at first until he guides you onto your back, kissing down your neck, between your breasts, and down your stomach as he lifts your top, stopping at the waist band of your skirt given the way your body tensed up suddenly.
âIs everything alright?â He asked softly, glancing back up at you with a swollen look to his pouty lips, given all the kissing they had just done.
You knew what was happening right now..
Heeseung was doing exactly what you had asked him to do, and as much as your body craved it, your mind kept fighting it for some reasonâŠ
FLASHBACK â
âJust⊠donât make it too⊠formal, okay?â
âFormal?â Heeseung repeated with a slight chuckle as you sat beside each other on the plane that morning.
âWell, yea⊠I just donât want to make a big deal out of itââ
âBut it is a big deal, baby,â he cut you off by placing his hand over yours. âWeâve been waiting a long time for this, yâknow?⊠Not just to have sex butââ he leaned closer to you as he whispered this in your ear, ââto make each other feel good⊠in all kinds of waysâŠâ
His breath tickled your ear in that moment⊠similarly to how his lips were tickling you now as you laid before him on the mattress, his head hovering over the space between your thighs.
âWe donât have to go any further until youâre ready, loveââ
âIâm ready, Heeseung,â you said while nodding, but he waited to continue, knowing in his heart that there was still something you needed to get off your chest.
He backed away, pulling your shirt back over your stomach and sitting on the bed normally now.
âHeeseung,â you said again, drawing his sparkly doe eyes back to you.
âIâm listening, love,â is all he replied with, offering you a warm smile, âwhatâs on your mind?â
Whatâs in the way? You internally asked yourself right after, knowing deep down that you had no reason to feel so nervous with him right nowâŠ
Heeseung had never alienated you because of your inexperience with sex before, and was always very understanding of your moral and sexual boundaries.
But now, things were different; you were a married couple, and one of the many perks of that was being able to explore each others body in a comfortable wayâŠ
Turns out though, it was all just your own insecurities clouding your judgment, and you hated that you couldnât shake the nerves bubbling in your stomachâŠ
âItâs just that,â you started nervously, fidgeting with your manicured nails, âI⊠Iâve never done anything like this before.â
âYeah, I know,â your husband nodded sarcastically, trying his best to resist the urge to kiss you againâ
âAndâŠwell, you have a lot more experience than me with this kind of thing,â you continued, lowering your head.
âSo what?â
âWhat if I donât meet your expectations?âŠâ
âExpectations? What do you mean, ____?â
âWell, youâve been with a lot of other girls and what if Iâm not as good as them? What if you donât like sex with me?âŠâ
Heeseungâs heart wouldâve otherwise dropped at your words, but instead, he smiled softly, taking your chin in his hand and lifting your head towards him. âYouâre nothing like those girls I was with in the past, ____, and thatâs my favorite part about you,â
You looked into his eyes as he continued, âIâll be happy with whatever happens tonight. You wanna know why? Because I did it with you, and I love you with my everything, princessâŠâ
âI love you too, Heeseung,â you replied meekly, flashing him a soft smile as he kissed your cheek.
âNo expectations tonight, then⊠okay, baby? I just wanna please you,â he whispered, slowly guiding your body back down against the mattress with a secure hand. âI wanna make you feel so good,â he continued, placing another kiss to the center of your lips.Â
Heeseung started by letting his plush lips wander all over your body again, lifting your shirt up once more to leave open-mouthed kisses all over your stomach.
âYou're so beautiful,â he murmured with warm breath against your skin, caressing your inner thighs with his hands until you naturally craned them open, inviting him to your pulsing core.
Your breath hitched once you felt his nose burry between your clothed folds, but your little sounds only excited him even further, and he wasted no time in removing your panties completely now.
âHeeseung,â you whined, watching him through half-lidded eyes as he spat on your cunt, toying with the moisture there using his middle and index finger.
âJust relax for me, angel,â your husband cooed with a soothing tone, and you're not sure if it was the alcohol or the petname he just called you in his bedroom voice, but your head was starting to feel very dizzy.
And if you weren't so horny, you would've felt bashful in front of him like this... half-naked, and trembling when he's hardly even touched you yet.
The coldness of his wedding band against the warm flesh of your thigh sent shivers down your spine, and he wasted no time in inviting his fingers into your sopping hole, one at a time until your walls practically sucked him in.
He then started to leave kitten licks against your sensitive bud, complimenting the pace by pumping his wrist towards your pelvis with his digits still exploring the gummy walls of your cunt.
Admittedly, you had tried fingering yourself in the past, but it never felt as good as the way Heeseung worked wonders inside you right now, but you still needed something...
Something to hold onto⊠something to grab, and Heeseung could immediately tell once your nails started weakly nipping at the bed sheets, your pussy throbbing more and moreâ
âHee,â you moaned, feeling his fingers curl deeper and deeper inside your tight cunt, âneed to touch you so bad...â
âYea? Wanna hold my hand, pretty?â
All you can manage to do is nod desperately, making him chuckle slightly at your neediness.
âIf you hold my hands, I need you to promise to keep your legs open for me on your own... can you do that for me, love?â
âY-yes,â you stammered, and with that, Heeseung got to work on licking your slick from his fingers before finding your hands in his.
But your core was already missing the stimulation, making your hips rise up and down as if thin air would provide enough friction to ease your craving.
And that's when he licked his first stripe up the center of your pussy, and you're sure your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the sensation.
It didn't take long for the pleasure to escalate from there, either.
His lips wrapped around your clit and sucked you in like a starved out man. His tongue was applying pressure in all the best ways before sinking into your hole, filling you up just enough to have you arching your back on the bed.
You felt your first orgasm wash over you, but you knew your husband had no intention of stopping so soon.
You were mewling beneath him at the overstimulation, thankful that he at least slowed down the pace of his tongue, even though he was still very earnestly slurping at your juicesâŠ
âCould eat this pussy for hours, princess⊠youâre just too deliciousâŠâ he groaned, and you felt the bed shaking from the way he was rutting his crotch against the mattress, furrowing his eyebrows as his kept eating you out.
âCome on baby, let me hear you,â Heeseung practically begged, his tone sounding so hoarse, so drunk as the vibrations from his voice only tantalized you even further, âtell me how good it feels...â
âF-feels s-so fucking good, baby,â you moaned, words coming out in fragments given how cloudy your brain was becoming, and you're pretty sure you had your second or third orgasm shortly after as your hands squeezed his, so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
His tongue was licking between your folds so well, the textured muscle making your skin tingle all over but in the best way imaginable.
Heeseung didn't plan on any of this to happening, which is why it felt so good in the first place. It was natural, raw, and so so messyâŠ
Your own cum was dripping all over his chin and lips, and he was loving every single second of it.
He was obsessed with it. The way your clit throbbed against his lips, the way you squirted your juices all over his face, the way your thighs squirmed while struggling to stay open, and your angelically desperate cries of pleasure as he drew out orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.
He wished he could watch your face contort with need as he fucked you with his face and tongue, but he couldn't look back up at you no matter how hard he tried⊠He had to keep his face buried between youâŠ
Your strength eventually gave out and your grip released his hands that soon found one of your tits, gripping the mound of flesh in a way that only drew you even further over the edge.
Your hips had even developed a mind of their own, humping against his face like a bunny in heat as he whispered filthy nothings against your cunt, as well as sweet somethings that you'd hear for the next hour or two that Heesueng spent with his pointy nose brushing against your clit.
âYou're so fucking wet for me, angel...â
âLove it when you come all over my face.â
âPull my hair, baby... harder than that...â
âSo so beautiful, and just for me.â
âKeep those pretty thighs open just like that, babyâŠâ
âYou taste so fucking divine...â
âPlease don't tell me to stop... just one more, baby... I know you've got it in you...â
He found just as much enjoyment being between your thighs as you did in having him there, making you cream on his tongue again and again until you finally hiccuped the words, âN-no more, Hee... p-please, I can't t-take anymore...â
But your begging only made Heeseung even greedier, letting his fingers find your clit where he applied enough pressure and stimulation to break that last orgasm out of you, leaving you a shaking mess as he kissed you down, harder than a bullet in his own pants from getting to see you like this so many times and for so long in just one evening.
A series of shaky whimpers filled the room now as your husband crawled back over you, kissing you with his swollen lips while caressing the side of your fucked-out face. âYou did so good for me, baby... especially on your first night...â
âTh-thank you,â you said with a weak chuckle, still feeling your orgasms fresh in your hips and thighs as he kept soothing you with his touch, your breath shaky in your chest after hours of coming undone with himâŠ
That's when he moved over to lay beside you, and your eyes almost immediately caught sight of the thick bulge resting behind his pants, and you couldn't help but feel a little bad now given how he didnât get much action the whole time.
âDo you want me to...â you started timidly, moving your hand to touch him up til he stopped you.
âNot tonight... we can have fun with that tomorrow,â Heeseung smiled, making you giggle again as he changed his position to make the bulge less noticeable, âfor now though, let's focus on getting you cleaned up... sound good?â
âBetter than good,â you replied tenderly, kissing him on the cheek before he got up from the bed and headed toward the hotel bathroom where he planned to run you a nice warm bath.
âWait!â Your husband called out suddenly, just as he caught you trying to get out of the bed on your own.
Running over, a confused look remained on your face as he picked you up from the mattress bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom.
âI didn't forget how to walk, Heeseung,â you giggled, keeping your hands secure at his shoulder as he cradled you into the tub.
âI know,â he laughed, helping you get your top off and over your head as the water ran in the background, âI just didn't want my precious wife accidentally stepping on any of those grapes I dropped earlier...â
It went without saying that Heeseung had always been a loser, but he was your loser, and that fact alone was the bandaid that covered up every preconceived notion of him you ever created in the back of your mindâŠ
You didnât see him the way other people saw him⊠as the former man whore, troublemaker, or hopeless goof from high school, âdestinedâ to never changeâŠ
You saw him as the adorable nerd who accepted you for the things you saw as flaws⊠as the guy who still wore character themed PJâs every once in a while that you now get to call âHubby,â âlovey,â and âmineâŠâ
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I was like 11-12 years old when I figured out at a boring-ass church activity that you could put rocks into little plastic spoons and then pelt people who annoyed me with them. I did this for the rest of the activity, and at Sunday dinner the next night was bragging about my victory (cornering the mean kid who picked on my youngest brother and pelting him with rocks). One of my cousins was like âno way, that sounds SO fun! Letâs do that RIGHT NOW!â So we grabbed spoons and went and got pebbles from the back yard and launched them at each other.
The problem was my grandma sold her soul for the worldâs most resilient plastic spoons so we could launch those fuckers HARD. I gave out welts like candy on Halloween, and I got them back in kind.
So we resorted to taking cover and giggling until we got whacked, then yelping, then returning fire.
My cousin hid in my grandpaâs little fishing boat. It was a good boat, but simple and honestly underused. We didnât know the little windows on it, meant to keep the wind out of my grandpaâs face while he drove, were cracking. However, they were definitely cracking. Eventually it became obvious and we realized we had been being dumb.
This was NOT the first time in my life Iâd been dumb roughhousing and broken something, and I had developed a reputation in my family as being âsuicidally honestâ so I was the one to deliver the bad news. My grandpa let out a pretty good chuckle and said it was OK, tousled my hair, and asked my grandma to bring me cake. I am not kidding. I learned later he hated his boat and only bought it for his kidsâ sakes, since he thought everyone needed to know how to fish. At the time though I was just bewildered and pleased at my good fortune. FINALLY, at long last, being honest and telling the truth about breaking something expensive was getting me cake. I knew if I kept trying it would eventually serve me, and now so had CAKE. I was pleased as could be.
My dad, on the other hand, was livid. He LOVED that boat. He spent several weeks each summer recovering from breaking ribs in that boat every year for about 7 years prior to this incident. He had great memories and memories that boat. So he told my Grandma NO cake for me AND that Iâd be coming by this weekend to fix stuff around the house and pay for the broken window with my babysitting/lawn mowing money.
Obviously I was devastated, but that felt more in-line with the way things normally went when I broke something expensive so I just figured it was OK. My grandpa gave my grandma a look and sadly said âOk, have her here on Saturday to help me with some yard work.â
That Saturday my dad woke me up at 6:00 sharp and drove me, sleepy and bewildered, to my grandpaâs house. He was mumbling under his breath the whole time but he thought he was teaching me consequences for my actions so he was ultimately OK with it.
We get to my grandpaâs house at 6:15. My grandpa is outside with a ladder hanging Christmas lights. The lawn is freshly mowed, the trees and garden are weeded and well-tended to, the carnations in the front yard look immaculate, and my grandpa has this giddy mischievous look on his face. He tells me he was so excited that I was coming over that he couldnât sleep, so he did all the yard work himself. He asked me to help him put up Christmas lights and decorate the Christmas tree, which I did, then said that because I was such a good helper I could have some pancakes for breakfast. I was sent home with the slice of cake I had been denied the week before, wrapped to keep it as fresh as possible.
The whole way home my dad looked a little miffed, but told me that he was glad I had been honest and was proud of me for helping grandpa. I know he wanted me to Learn a Lessonâąïžthe cowboy way, like he had as a kid, but didnât have much room to complain since Iâd still been Put To Work.
I think that was a lesson for both of us, although Iâm not totally sure what it was supposed to show me. I think it was my grandpaâs way of showing my dad that discipline without tenderness doesnât count as much. He died last year and I miss him terribly, as does my dad. I hope that my story of victory, drama, punishment, and ultimately a secret second victory is meaningful to someone else out there, but if not it still means a lot to me â€ïž
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LOADS OF FUN : TODOROKI x READER
SUMMARY: After moving into your first apartment together, Shouto seems more amorous than ever. You're not sure whyâbut when he comes home to you doing a load of laundry, more than your clothes are about to get tumbled. TAGS/WARNINGS: nsft (18+ only, minors please dni!), pro hero au, gn + afab reader, established relationship, fluff, emotional sex, table sex, cunnilingus, the shouto domesticity kink agenda goes absolutely crazy in this one lol (2.8k) NOTES: This piece is part of my pretty boy summer Shouto x Reader collab! Please go check out the other incredible fics people have written over the course of the summer; you will absolutely die over how good they are. This fic was also made possible through donations to the Fics for Gaza project. I cannot thank everyone who donated to one of the charities enough, as well as those who organized, reblogged, discussed, and got the word out. Lastly, I am so grateful for your immeasurable patience with me as I take time between fics to manage my workload, I hope I'm not too out of practice here lol. In summary: thank you, thank you, a million times thank you.
The sound of the door opening was hidden in the thump and glug of the washing machine starting its spin cycle.
Halfway across the house, you were obliviousâyou had the clean laundry spread out on the kitchen table, hunting through the pile trying to match one of Shoutoâs socks to another that seemed to have vanished into that mysterious void which opens somewhere between the laundry basket and the dryer. One of his shirts was half-folded over your shoulder, abandoned in favor of the sock search.
The rest of your things were still mostly tangled together on the table, warm and fresh and cottony, the few shirts youâd already folded sagging off the kitchen chairs.
It still gave you a little thrillâeven several weeks after youâd moved in togetherâto see Shoutoâs things twined up with yoursâhis enormous socks dwarfing yours, your sweaters clinging to the occasional piece of his hero suit that hadnât seen enough action to need his agencyâs industrial cleaners.
It all added to your sense of satisfaction with your afternoonâa frosty weekend day youâd spent cozy indoors, moving slowly and leisurely through some chores. A pot of soup simmered on the stove, and your favorite playlist worked itself through in lazy loops. Shouto was due off his rotation soon, and you hummed contentedly to yourself, entertaining pleased little fantasies of curling up with him for the rest of the weekend.
Which of course is when something moved in the corner of your eye. Your hum sawed up into a strangled screech, and you whipped around, flailing. Shoutoâs sock launched itself full force at the intruder before you even registered youâd thrown it. In your shock, your leg caught against the table and you went stumblingâ
âright into a pair of warm hands that caught you about the waist.
Your hands were on the manâs shoulders to push him off before you realized you recognized the touchâand that youâd caught sight of a distinct mop of scarlet and white hair as youâd whipped around.
âShouto! Again?â you scolded reflexively, even as your heartbeat stuttered out of its wild kick into high gear. You tipped your head back to stare your boyfriend in the face, shoulders slumping in relief, letting him take some of your weight.
Shouto peered down at you, that tiny scrunch between his brows that indicated concern. âAre you alright, love?â
Your heartbeat pounded thunderously in your chest. âIâmâfine. But my god we need to get you a bell. I almost peed.â
Shoutoâs mouth shifted minutely into something that might not have registered in anyone elseâs face but was most definitely a regretful downturn on his. He looked even more unfairly beautiful than when heâd left you this morningâa little flushed and windswept from the unseasonable cold, that full mouth pink and pretty.
Your mind flicked momentarily off and back on like a circuit breaker, the way it always did when you had to process Shouto.
Youâd understood he was once-in-a-generation levels of beautiful before youâd even met him, his face staring up at you from the glossy pages of various tabloids over the years. But in person, even after years of knowing him and several more dating him, Shoutoâs appearance still managed to cross all the wires in a personâs brain. His features were an incomprehensible blend of aloof and elegant, sensual and warmâlike a cold masterpiece of a marble sculpture had suddenly found himself with a consciousness and human desires and miles of warm skin.
âI did not mean to startle you,â he said, his voice low and warm. He sounded sincerely regretful.
You knew he hadnât meant toâyouâd long suspected his silent tread was habitually ingrained in him from years of hero work. And, in your most private and ungenerous thoughts, you suspected from years of making himself unobtrusive in his fatherâs home. The thought sat sour in your mouth, like a slice of pickled lemon.
You resisted making an equally sour face, shoving the thought away to make space for the reflexive flush of pleasure seeing Shouto always brought you.
âWelcome home, Sho,â you said instead, smiling up at him. Shoutoâs hands moved on your waist, sliding gently beneath the hem of your tee-shirt to rest on the skin there.
He was still in his hero uniform, and as usual you felt a little goofy in comparison, in nothing but a tee and a well-loved pair of fraying sweatpants, which were this afternoon decorated with little flecks of soup from a brush with the pot.
But Shoutoâs eyes were warm where they rested on you, and that perfect mouth crept back into a contented set. His long fingers smoothed over your skin as he watched you, thumb brushing your hip. He did not look like he found you at all goofy.
In fact, as his eyes dropped down to your ankles, slowly dragging back up to your face, you rather thought he looked a little appreciative. He even took a rather ungentlemanly step back, still holding you, to better take in the whole picture. His eyes wandered over the swell of your hip, the lines of the shirt against your chest, before darting to his own shirt, still folded over your shoulder.
His fingers flexed tellingly on your waist, and those heterochromatic eyes were both a little bit darker as they flicked back to yours.
His obvious regard made you feel warm. You shifted on your feet, shuffling.
âI was justâdoing laundry,â you said for something to say, your mouth feeling kind of dry. Something about him always made you feel sort of shy and light-headed, even after all this time together. âAnd I made soup. I was thinking we could eat on the couch and watch one of those horrendous old All Might films?â
Shoutoâs eyes darted to the stove, then beside you to the pile of your laundry, lingering for a long minute. His long lashes dipped, almost fluttering as his gaze traced over the tangle of your things together. His eyes flicked back to you. He was still for just a moment, watching you assessingly.
And then all of a sudden the world spun in front of your eyes. The hands at your waist lifted you clean off your feet, and you let out a startled âoof!â as you found yourself laid out in the pile of laundry on the table, sheets and sweaters bunching beneath you.
Shouto moved over you, stepping between your spread thighs, right at the edge of the table.
âYou have no idea,â he intoned in a deep, delicious tone that went right down your spine, âwhat it is to come home to you like this.â
You wondered at that, feeling a strange combination of confusion and flattery, when Shoutoâs mouth descended onto yours. His mouth was soft and sweet and insistent and absolutely perfect. The table groaned as he laid some of his weight out over you, pinning you into the laundry as he kissed you.
Your fingers clutched at him immediately, curling in his silky-soft hair, cupping his face to yours. One of Shoutoâs own hands shifted to your thigh, holding you against him as he pressed himself harder into you.
You heard yourself making little gasps of appreciation as Shoutoâs mouth moved down to your neck, laving hot kisses down your throat. You reveled in the feeling of him over you, broad and strong, his shoulders blocking the glow of the overhead light, casting shadows over you.
Heâd been a lot like this lately, ever since youâd moved in together. Heâd been adequately amorous before, of course, and blessed with a pro heroâs strength and unflagging stamina. But a few weeks after youâd moved in together youâd actually decided you needed to reactivate your gym membership given the amount of incredibly athletic sex you were suddenly having over almost every surface in the house.
One of the only spots yet to be touched was the table though, which Shouto seemed determined to rectify at this very moment.
He pulled back from you, his mouth flush from your kisses, looking a little entranced as he stepped out from between your thighs. You made a little noise at the loss of weight and heat over you, but Shouto caught the fabric of your sweatpants, gently but determinedly tugging them off of you. Your underwear was tossed right over one broad shoulder as Shouto went to his knees, and then his mouth was right back on you.
A wave of wild heat licked up your stomach at the noise of appreciation he made before sealing his mouth over you, strong fingers clutching your thighs to keep them apart.
âOh my god!â you said, pleasure zinging right up your spine with the first lave of his tongue over you. âShouto!â
Shouto let out a deep, pleased hum, two long fingers sinking into you embarrassingly easily as he worked your clit with his mouth. Your back arched and you could feel your clothing shift with you, Shoutoâs shirt balling up under your shoulder blade, still half-draped over your shoulder.
âOh, oh!â you heard yourself saying as your fingers twisted in the clothing, shuddering with every lick and suck of Shoutoâs perfect, amazing, talented mouth.
He worked you with the expertise of long, dedicated practiceâeverything about him calculated to drive you insane. One moment he was excruciatingly soft, mouth slack and the touch of his tongue as fleeting and light as the brush of a butterflyâs wing. Then the next he was sucking relentlessly, teasing firmly with the tip of his tongue as his fingers played with you.
Your first climax hit you mortifyingly quickly, and Shouto seemed to know it before you did. His grip tightened on you, holding you down as you bucked against his mouth. Shouto looked more than a little smug as he got to his feet again, unbelting himself and laying back out over you.
He kissed you some more, the taste of yourself always a sort of shock to your system. But Shouto never seemed to mind, and if anything only seemed hungrier for you, mouth pulling at yours like he meant to devour you.
You felt the touch of his hand between your thighs as he lined himself up, then sank into you easily, groaning appreciatively like heâd just sunk into a hot bath. He bit carefully at your neck, one large hand pressing your stomach down to keep you pinned against the edge of the table where he wanted you.
âI always want to come home to you like this,â he intoned into the skin of your neck, his mouth sucking dizzying patterns into your skin. âAlways.â
You could barely think past the slide of him inside you, thick and full and blissfully exquisite. He really was the most perfect man on earth, and he always felt like it too.
You barely managed to blink your eyes open to watch him, trying to catch his meaning in his face. Shouto watched you back, those blue and grey pinned on you like he couldnât bear to look away from you as he moved inside you.
âYouââ you panted out, trying to cling to the thoughts threatening to wiggle out of your grip. âWhat do youâ? Of course youâll always come home to me.â
Shouto bucked into you harder, the slap of his hip against the bottom of your thigh echoing loudly over the burble of soup on the stove. His eyelashes fluttered, mouth softening, and a realization struck you almost dizzy.
Oh, he really liked that.
You suppressed a wave of giddiness, charmed and helplessly pleased that he seemed to like the idea so much. Was that why heâd been so especially ardent this past month? Was it really because youâd moved in together?
Shoutoâs arm hooked under one of your legs, drawing it up firmly over his shoulder so he could press even further inside of you. He looked so good like that that you nearly lost the thread of your thoughts, especially when his next thrust felt like that. Your eyes nearly rolled back in your head.
âAh!â escaped you. âFuck, Shouto. Like that, please!â
Shoutoâs thumb pressed down on your still-sensitive clit and he had to dig the fingers of his other hand into the flesh of your leg to keep you from bucking him right out of you with the way you squirmed. Sweet fucking gods he was unreal.
Shouto fucked you harder, the sound of your skin slapping together obscene in the quiet of the kitchen.
You tried again, struggling to watch his reaction with the way you wanted to throw your head back and babble nonsense instead.
âYouâll always come home to me,â you repeated, gratified when Shoutoâs grip on you tightened, a soft sound escaping him. âYou want me right here for you?â
âAhâyes, love,â Shouto panted, staring down at you again. He looked like he knew what you were doing but didnât care. âYes,â he hissed.
âJust like this?â you prompted, trying not to slur the edges of your speech when he gave another particularly mind-bending thrust of his hips. His chest rose and fell heavily and he looked a little wild-eyed, gazing down at you.
âLike this, for me,â he said. âIn my home, in our homeââ
You could hear the table squeal and groan with the force of his next thrust, and then you had to grip the sides of it to steady yourself as he fucked you, looking blissful. Your nails scrabbled at the edges of the table, caught in between a million sensationsâthe glorious fullness of Shouto inside you, the gentle grind of his thumb against your clit, the way he looked all flushed and beautiful and panting and wantingâ
You squeezed your eyes shut, too overcome with the sight of him to look at him anymore, but it was no use. Your entire body trembled as you came, and Shouto let out a low swear at the way you clenched up around him, hunching over you and pressing himself so impossibly hard against you as he came too.
He slumped down against you, weighing you into the soft-smelling cotton of the laundry you were now definitely going to have to rewash. You could feel his chest rise and fall as he panted, his breath tickling the skin under your ear. He left an unbearably soft, sweet kiss just under the lobe, at odds with the near-wild way heâd just been fucking you.
You warmed, petting through his hair with a helpless affection.
âWell now I know what time I should always do our laundry,â you said.
Shouto huffed into your neck, but you could feel a tiny smile curve his mouth.
âIt is not just that,â he said, but did not elaborate for some minutes until you elbowed him gently. He peeled himself off of you just enough to look down into your face. âIt is the thought of our life together. Our clothes piled together. You in the home we chose and we madeâŠâ he said, trailing off.
But you thought you got the sentiment. It was about how easy it was, how uncomplicated. A safe place to come home to, no expectations, just soup and a pile of sweet-smelling laundry and someone happy to see you. It was something far away from what he'd grown up thinking a home was, possibly something heâd thought heâd never haveâsomething you were determined to make him realize now that he always would.
You let your fingers pull through his hair again, smiling up at him. âI am going to have to do our laundry again, though,â you teased. âIn case that interests you.â
And despite what heâd just said, Shouto did in fact look a little too interested. You watched his mismatched gaze trail over to the closet that opened onto the washer and dryer. A contemplative look snuck across his handsome face, carefully curling the corner of that plush mouth.
âThere is another place we have not yet broken in,â he said slowly, voice dipping low. He looked down at you with an earnest expression completely in contrast to what he was suggesting.
You couldnât help but laugh, and that was all the permission he needed to pull you up, gathering you up in his arms and layering a fat handful of laundry on top of you. His belt buckle rattled loosely beneath you where he'd barely done it up in his haste, and you laughed harder when he turned off the stove as you passed it.
Though it turned out to be a needed precautionâas neither of you found yourselves free to sit down to dinner for several hours yet.
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The bet
pairing: Lando Norris x reader
summary: You and Lando got married before the beginning of the season, but no one knows you're together. You make a bet at the wedding, and Lando truly believes he can get through the season with everyone believing he's single.
fc: The one in the red hoodie is just a random girl from pinterest, while the other two are AI generated. Don't take it seriously. The other photo is also from pinterest.
âWhat?â you asked, although the question came out more like a bark than a well formulated question.
Lando had been watching you with that stupid grin of his for long minutes now, and you couldn't hide your annoyance any longer. You loved him, you really did, but God, was he annoying sometimes. As you waited for his response, he held up a finger and opened a video on his phone for you.
It was him at the last race weekend, standing on the stage with Oscar. Nothing new. But then he talked about being single, and after this part he quickly moved over to the comments. Everyone was either offering to date him or felt sorry for him, there was no in between. But you couldn't feel sorry for him.Â
âYou're still gonna lose,â you told him with a laugh.
With a thoughtful hum, he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you against his chest. âYou read the comments. I'm the people's princess, they feel so sorry for me. No one suspects a thing. I'm safe,â he said with a confident smile.
Over half a year ago, on the day of your secret wedding at a remote part of the world, the two of you had made a bet. You said he wouldn't be able to keep this secret, that there was no way he could last this season without people finding out he was not only in a relationship, but married too. He begged to differ, saying he was pretty good at keeping secrets.
Now, after all those months, you sometimes had your weak moments when you were sure you would lose, although this was something you were under no circumstances about to tell him. His ego was already big enough when it came to the bet, the last thing you wanted was things getting worse in this sense.
If he won, he would get the right to decide when and how to announce your marriage. And if it was up to him, it would be a hard launch, like a wrecking ball crashing into a building to tear down the walls. He wanted chaos, he wanted everyone to know how much he loved you. It was flattering, really, but could he not?
Because Lando wanted a big, flashy event with all of his friends from on and off the grid, and he wanted alcohol to flow like water while the music blasted loudly around you. It would only come to an abrupt stop the moment he grabbed the mic and announced how much he loved his wife, only to cause the guest to murmur loudly as they tried to figure out if he was just drunk or dead serious.
If you won, it would mean people found out about you, so your prize would be something other than how you made this relationship public. But what could you ask for? So, in the end, you told him you would get to make a wish one day when you figured out what you wanted, and he couldn't say no when you asked.
As of now, people didn't know about you at all. You were just a nameless McLaren employee to them who sometimes showed up on photos with the rest of the team. To make sure you could stay in the background, he even asked one or two girls during the time you were still in the dating phase to pose as his girlfriends for a while. It would only come with a few photos and posts, sometimes appearances in the paddock. Nothing serious, really.
While you could wear your wedding band all the time, Lando didn't have the freedom to do the same. Sure, he had it, safely locked away with the rest our your jewelry until the day your marriage became public. Now he only had a necklace with a pendant you chose, your initials engraved into it with small letters so it wouldn't be so obvious on photos.
âI've been thinking,â you suddenly said, moving your head a little so you could look him in the eye. When he let out a questioning hum and flashed a smile at you, you reached out to play with his pendant. âWhy don't we raise the stakes in our little bet?â
Lando kissed your cheek, then he said, âYou hate it that I'm winning.â
Rolling your eyes, you let out a sigh. âNo, I just had an idea for a little experiment. What if you wore your wedding band on the next race weekend?â you asked with an innocent look on your face.
It was mean, you knew that, because this would surely draw attention to him. Him wearing the ring could only result in losing the game. But you had to do something, you wanted to win. Well, you just didn't want your dear husband to win, but that was almost the same.Â
âThat would be too obvious,â he replied with a shake of his head.
âBuy a few more and say you're copying Lewis,â you offered with a cheeky grin.Â
He shook his head with a laugh, then took a deep breath. âAnd what do I get if they don't notice?âÂ
You had thought a lot about this, because you knew it had to be something big, something he really wanted. And there was only one thing that came to your mind. âYou get two kids,â you told him casually.Â
But Lando wasn't stupid, he knew this was the moment to negotiate. âHmm⊠You know I want a big family. Three and I'll do it.â
He would lose anyway, so why would you say no? âAll right, three. But if I win, we'll only have one,â you reminded him.
He nodded before leaning down to kiss you. âIâll win, so you can start picking names,â he said with a confident grin.
You: Sorry, babe, you officially lost the bet. <link>
A few seconds later your phone rang, and you answered Landoâs call with a satisfied smile on your face. You just wanted to rub it in his face, you wanted him to know he lost the bet. To be honest, ever since youâd seen this post, youâd been thinking about what to ask for, and a soft launch of your relationship sounded quite nice.Â
âI didnât lose,â he said right away.Â
âYou saw the post, someone spotted the ring.â
To your surprise, Lando started to laugh, a carefree sound that made it clear he was sure he was winning this. âDo you want me to remind you that youâre not here with me right now? And that video of us was recorded during the summer break in Greece. The bet was about me wearing the ring this weekend. So no, sweetheart, you definitely did not win this one,â he explained, and you could see that smug smirk on his face.Â
âStill, the original betââ
He tutted to interrupt you. âNo, no, you changed the rules with the ring. I won. No one noticed it this weekend.â
âLetâs call it a tie,â you tried, although you knew he had you in a corner now.Â
âI want to talk about the prize,â he began, waiting until he heard you hum to let him go on. âWe agreed that if I win, weâll have three kids, if you win, weâll only have one. If itâs a tie, then fine, letâs settle with two.â
You remained silent for a while as you thought about this. He was right, it would be only fair to reach a compromise, and in this case it involved the number of your future children. If it was a tie, then two was the logical conclusion, there was no reason to argue with him. So, you took a deep breath that you let out slowly until you gathered your thoughts. âAll right, fine. And what about us? I mean, our relationship. Do we keep it a secret, orâŠ?â
âWhat do you want? If youâd rather not be in the spotlight, we can deny everything if there'll be a bigger buzz about that tweet,â he said kindly, his patience with you painfully obvious.Â
But you didnât want to hide, you wanted things to be out in the open now. âIâd say letâs do a soft launch with mysterious posts for a while. But if you have a different idea, Iâm open to it,â you assured him.Â
Lando let out a thoughtful hum. âWe have a short break now, soooooo⊠Okay, we do the soft launch, but you come to the next race with me, as yourself, not disguised as a McLaren team member, and weâll wear our rings and everything.â
âThatâs pretty much a hard launch.â
There was a scoff on the other end of the line. âYou get almost two weeks of soft launch, what more do you want? Come on, I need you by my side,â he begged you sweetly.Â
You agreed. There was no way you could say no to him.
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landonorris: My wife, the queen of the house đđ„°â€ïž
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yourusername: LANDO!
‷ landonorris: Yes, love?
‷ yourusername: You said you'll give me two weeks. That's it, you're sleeping on the couch when you get home.
oscarpiastri: What did I miss? Last time we talked, you were chronically single.
‷ landonorris: I don't know what you're talking about, I've been happily married for over half a year.
‷ user1: WHAT?!
user2: Lando being married was not on my bingo card.
maxverstappen1: My wedding invitation must have been lost in the mail.
‷ landonorris: Sorry, it was just the two of us.
user3: I'm so happy, you deserve all the love!!!
user4: We have a new WAG, woo-hoo! I already like her. But please yourusername don't make him sleep on the couch đ
‷ yourusername: I'll reconsider that decision.
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it must be a sign | oscar piastri social media au
pairing: oscar piastri x fem deaf! red bull engineer!reader
when the two most unbothered people in the paddock combine their joint powers to be the it couple
request sent by the lovely @bibissparkles xx
author's note: heyyy so many of you won't know but i am actually deaf - i am 50% deaf in both ears and wear hearing aids so i love requests like this! (all i do most of this stuff as a deaf person, turning off your hearing aids >)
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yourusername: you can't complain about the dutch national anthem when you can just turn your hearing aids off
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user1: the way max's engineer is as sick of that damn song as us
user2: turning off her hearing aids makes how bored she looks during podiums make sense
yourusername: it was a banger during the mercedes dominance but would it kill someone to play the australian anthem
danielricciardo: i knew you missed me
yourusername: sure, jan.
user3: her and max signing slay to each other will always be so personal to me
maxverstappen1: gonna pretend you didn't just say that
yourusername: boo hoo babe, you gotta lose something sometimes
user4: babe? are the flowers from max?
maxverstappen1: would rather choke on my own spit and fall into a pit of snakes, hope this helps â€ïž
yourusername: rude! i wouldn't want flowers from you either :(
user5: i swear we get into this argument every weekend, i think people will still assume they're together until their married to other people
liamlawson30: stop using me as a messenger pigeon please and thank you
yourusername: but i thought red bull gave you wings?
liamlawson30: do not use a pr answer against me đ€š
yourusername: no comment
liamlawson30: choke.
yourusername: idk what's going on in the red bull junior academy but spit in helmut's coffee not mine
user6: y/n consistently giving all the red bull guys shit is my favourite thing ever
user7: the amount of times the sky broadcast has caught her waving them off or taking her hearing aids out lol
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user11: you can't distract us with your slutty bike pics WHO THE FUCK IS THAT
landonorris: A WOMAN? A WOMAN? IS THAT A WOMAN OSCAR JACK PIASTRI?
oscarpiastri: yeah i'm pretty sure
landonorris: don't play smart with me buster - why was i not informed?
oscarpiastri: i don't ask to be informed of every time you get rejected in the instagram dms
landonorris: FAKE NEWS
oscarpiastri: okay buddy
user12: i be seeing the sign language book, oscar you are so real for that
user13: that's my king, i need a oscar and y/n link up in the paddock - my unbothered queens
user14: she's in the likes !!!!!!
logansargent: oh we've entered the soft launch phase i see
oscarpiastri: and what?
logansargent: someone is feeling defensive this morning, dude i won't tell i've already kept it a secret for so long
landonorris: HE KNOWS? DOES BEING YOUR TEAMMATE MEAN NOTHING?
oscarpiastri: he's my childhood best friend?
logansargent: there's levels to this game norris
landonorris: @oscarpiastri consider yourself UNDER SURVEILLANCE
oscarpiastri: okay girly
user15: oscar has the patience of a saint, the mystery gal may want to rethink it before having to deal with them all
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user18: queen SHIT THAT AIN'T SHIT
user19: but this mystery man IS
maxverstappen1: yeah sorry about that... but at least boyfy has made his instagram debut?
yourusername: about time, he's too sexy to gatekeep
maxverstappen1: well i'm not going to agree out of respect for you
yourusername: so you don't think he's sexy? i might not be able to hear but HE CAN MAX BE NICE
maxverstappen1: first of all it's a text, second of all i've been way too nice to him
yourusername: he beat you in padel fair and square you're just SHIT AT IT â€ïž
maxverstappen1: you know that's a sore subject WHY WOULD YOU BRING IT UP
user20: my queen was really like you wanna tell me to fuck off? oh here's my sexy boyfriend
user21: jos verstappen really didn't know who he was tangling with that gal may be chill but she doesn't take shit
user22: she's like a female version of oscar lol
user23: i knew there was a reason i liked her
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danielricciardo: why am i left out of everything these days?
yourusername: snooze you lose
danielricciardo: I AM AWAKE REPLY TO MY TEXTS
danielricciardo: I JUST SAW YOU PUT YOUR PHONE ON DO NOT DISTURB
yourusername: protecting my peace
danielricciardo: i'm on to you buster
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user27: so this was the special occasion?
user28: so this is why she said she wanted the australian national anthem over the dutch one?
user29: this is now my roman empire
yourusername: babe is so fucking good and i'm so fucking proud
oscarpiastri: i'm so glad to have been able to share this moment with you
yourusername: you deserve this and more, i love you
oscarpiastri: i love you too xx
user30: wait so oscar knows so much more sign language than i thought
user31: he looked so excited and even mark knows some
logansargent: he forced (we were happy to do so) me, mark and his family to learn as soon as he secured the date lol
oscarpiastri: and now we're all so cool because of it
logansargent: cool and able to chat shit without people knowing what we're saying
yourusername: best bit about it tbf (everyone please learn, it's a beautiful language)
landonorris: I KNEW IT
oscarpiastri: no you didn't
landonorris: no i didn't :( i'm hurt
oscarpiastri: if it's any consolation, we didn't tell many people, max and logan are exceptions
landonorris: WHY WAS I NOT AN EXCEPTION???
yourusername: boo hoo
landonorris: i'm not gonna say anything back to that you kinda scare me
yourusername: good â€ïž
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user32: fave trio in the paddock no competition
logansargent: logan erasure
yourusername: we love you logan, sunday roast at mine this weekend â€ïž
logansargent: SCORE
user33: every time you post there's a new plushie
yourusername: we usually get one to commemorate a big weekend and we both got one for osc's first win
user34: that's so FUCKING CUTE
oscarpiastri: it's all fun and games until you don't fit in the bed because y/n feels too bad to put any of them on the floor
yourusername: they have FEELINGS OSCAR
oscarpiastri: she cried one time when max set off the smoke alarm cooking breakfast and the bed alarm shook so bad that all of them were thrown to the floor
yourusername: it was HARROWING but it also did wake me up so at least we know it works
maxverstappen1: actually my favourite couple to third wheel, but enjoy it while it's here osc, i won't lose again
yourusername: yeah sorry osc it's actually my job to help max win so you're gonna have to wait for him to retire if i have anything to do with it
oscarpiastri: not even for me :(
yourusername: sorry not sorry (i'm really sorry, i love you so much)
oscarpiastri: i love you too even if you won't sabotage max for my race :(
maxverstappen1: okay i know i said you guys are cute but that's enough for today
yourusername: we ARE cute thank you
oscarpiastri: the CUTEST
fin.
note: heheheheh i hope you enjoyed this, i love requests like this xx also on the comment about the bed alarm i had one in uni halls and when the alarm went off that baby SHOOK it was kinda scary
#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 instagram au#f1 x you#f1#f1 social media au#oscar piastri instagram au#oscar piastri fanfic#oscar piastri x you#oscar piastri imagine#oscar piastri#oscar piastri x reader
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Bed Chem | Oscar Piastri x Singer! Reader
summary: when rumors build up calming that the couple had broken up, they decided to break the internet with a new music video
faceclaim: Sabrina Carpenter
pairings: oscar piastri x gf!singer!reader
a/n: Excuse any errors english isnât my main language
oscxy/n via instagram !
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oscxy/n been missing them more than usual!
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user14 they usually give us nothing but i honestly prefer the âsoftâ launching then having nothing
-> user189 soft launching?! theyâve been doing that for like five years now. Do they know we know they are dating each other or do we still need to act ?
user17 i know they donât owe us anything but what if they broke up? Oscar hasnât been liking y/nâs post since january
user34 i just want what they have!!!
user67 okay but when are we getting popstar x f1 book?
user902 what y/n should do is realease âgrossâ!!! A instagram post is not enough
user98 let them breathe please!!!!
f1.gossip via instagram !
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f1.gossip a close source to the australian F1 driver, Oscar Piastri confirms that he and popstar, Y/n L/n are no longer together after five years of dating. Source claims that the âplease please pleaseâ singer was found getting extra cozy with her music video love interest for the âFeatherâ music video.
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user167 this is a lie, they told me personally that they are still together!
user51 can you guys please keep their private life private
user091 gossip pages try not to invade peoples privacy, level 100
user17 why is lando lurking in the likes?
user78 please donât tell me lando is the âclose sourceâ
user51 they have to be together!!! no one is separating my parents
user578 please!!! i know they rarely post each other but letâs make it know that they are still together
user479 guys guys guys!!! this means we are getting a new album
y/n via instagram!
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y/n well, i guess itâs time to write new music again
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user16 omg it is real.
user78 y/n unfollowed oscar!!
user89 guys! guys! guys! i need someone to talk about this!!
user57 iâm sorry but this is insane
logansargent super proud of the new music!
-> user89 now we know who got logan in the divorce
user71 are we finally getting an angsty heartbreak album?!
y/n via instagram stories
oscarandy/n updates via instagram!
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oscarandy/nupdates Oscar in Y/n's album release party?! OMG
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user72 guys? are we all seeing the same thing? the is not Oscar in the first pic
user57 don't be dell they are literally in two different places
user28 guys, let stop this. They clearly broke up. There is no point of digging more into this
user32 well, guess it's time to say goodbye to our Lover
user98 pretty sure we are finally getting a sad album
y/nhq via instagram!
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y/nhq the music video for "Bed Chem" is out right now!! feat. Oscar Piastri
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user18 I thought we were getting a heartbreak album but this is going to be the ovulation album of the century
user71 bed chem is amazing!!!
user910 guys guys guys who can I tell this too
user280 okay but the two of them making out on top of the mclaren was crazyyyy
user18 I didn't know they had it in them
user52 and we thought they broke up, those two were just rehearsing for this damn video
y/n updates via instagram!
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y/nupdates Y/n got asked how was filming "Bed Chem" with Oscar.
"Honestly, we were so shy about it at first. Like we usually are really shy when it comes to out relationship and being public about it. Now, by doing this everyone was going to see a part we see behind close doors"
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user19 guys this is crazyyyyy
user28 they are so cute I love them!!
user51 shy? Oscar's hand placement was everything but shy
user28 I know they were obsessed with eachother
user539 she was such a blushing mess in this interview
user78 I love seeing this side of our girl
y/n via insta stories! oscarpiatri via insta!
oscarpiastri via instagram!
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oscarpiastri so happy to finally be my lovers, love interest. Guess I'll switch professions! (by the way, yes I'm the cute boy with the white jacket and the cute accent!)
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user17 Oscah, you little slut
user78 omg omg we finally get a post of them together
mclaren please don't
user24 they are so cute
user28 Oscar, can you fight?
y/n I love you so so much! My forever love interest
user27 Oscar, we heard bed chem...didn't imagine you as the kinky type
landonorris honestly need to get that song out of my head because I can't imagine you like that
#imagines#imagine#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 x you#oscar pastri smau#oscar pastri x reader#oscar piastri x you#oscar piastri imagine#oscar piastri#oscar piastri x reader#formula 1#f1 2024#sabrina carpenter
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141 and their captainâs assistant
- it all started with a comment made by Laswell, she mentioned to John how tired he seems, how his eye bags are growing heavier each day passing
- she recommended him to get an assistant, John declined the offer and tried to get back to work, but laswell already made the call, she knew how annoying John can be when it comes to getting help
- then enters a pretty little thing, your hair in a messy bun, glasses neatly resting on your pretty face, short pencil skirt hugging your curves perfectly
- John couldnât help himself from staring, gawking at you like some horny teenager
- the boys began seeing you scurrying around the base more often, the first to approach you was Johnny of course
- his deep voice partnered with his thick Scottish accent made you subconsciously bite your lip, staring up at him with your big doe eyes, you donât even mean to, itâs just that more than half of the people in here were 6feet+
- Johnnyâs flirtatious nature made you giggle, lightened up your day, but not your bossâ
- every time the Scott decided to drop by your desk to accompany you, heâd get scolded by his captain
- âdonât need you distracting her from her jobâ
- âitâs her break, cap, plus, sheâ a good lass, Iâm sure sheâs on top ofâŠall her workâ the scott would throw you a wink before his captain orders him to run laps around the base
- next came gaz, since heâs always visiting his captainâs office for reports, he saw you at the new desk in the captainâs office, the aura around you not matching anything in the dim, old and boring office, you gave him a slight smile before returning to your paperwork
- but gaz wasnât going to let that be the end of your interactions no no
- heâd walk up to you in the mess hall, as youâre loading your plate up, striking a conversation with you, making last long enough for him to lead you to a table with his other teammates
- you shyly but politely sit down and introduce yourself to the masked man who sat opposite of you, his brown eyes staring into yours as his arms stayed locked, he just nodded and replied âghostâ
- you figured heâs not a social one, the Scot and the Brit both kept asking you questions, some may have been a bit intrusive but maybe theyâre just being friendly !
- âso why arâ ye here?â
âKate laswell requested that I work for John price for a few months to ease the paperwork load on himâ
- âIâm sure thereâs a different kind of load heâs trying to get you to ease off of himâ
- the three of your heads snap to the silent man, his brown eyes seemed to be crinkled, suggesting he was grinning or smirking underneath that mask
- âOI! LTâs got jokes, but he doesnât mean anything by itâ Johnny tried to reassure you, glaring at Simon as you looked down at your food
- you excused yourself as you made your way back to priceâs office, you saw him still there, no signs of him moving at all âcaptain ? Did you eat today?â You asked sweetly
- oh what this man wouldnât give to have the honours of eating you for every meal of the day, to have you sprawled on his desk, papers sticking to your sweaty skin, your chest rising and falling as you try to quiet yourself so nobody hears what your captain is doing to you
- âcaptainâ fuck heâd love to hear you moan his rank, begging him to be gentle, but he knows deep down youâre a dirty girl and you want your âcaptain ?!â
- John snapped out of his daydream, he looked up at you, you were leaning to the side trying to check on him âhave you eaten today?â You asked again, a worried look in your eyes
- John nods, not looking you in the eyes âyeah yeahâ he cleared his throat as he tried to get back to work, but your soft, smaller hand stopped him from grabbing his pen, his brown eyes looked up, ab eyebrow raised as if to ask âwhat are you doing?â
- âIâm sorry, captain but I canât allow you to get back to work if you havenât had foodâ you stated, your body trembling as you stood your ground
- truthfully, price can easily launch you across the room with one arm, he knows his limits, and youâre nowhere near it, but you were right, he does need to eat, and although he wishes he could order you to spread your pretty thighs for him and let him have his fun, he doesnât want to lose such a pretty sight so fast
- he let go of the pen, leaning back on his office chair âI havenât brought any foodâ
âThe mess hall still have some food thereâ
- âI donât eat that rubbishâ
âWell too bad, you need to eatâ
- ooh⊠I guess his little kitty got claws now
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ËËËê° đ ê± my american lover ( logan sargeant. )
logan sargeant x aussie!reader
in which a series of instagram posts causes the internet to think you're oscar's girlfriend
authors note: motivation these days is like trying to find water in a desert TvT doesn't help that this deleted the first time i tried to post it
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user HELP THE OSCAR PICTURE?
user this was not on my 2024 bingo card
‷ user it was not on mine either what đđđ
user since when does yn know about oscar piastri?
‷ user and since when was he in her likes???
oscarpiastri where did you even get that photo ïżœïżœïżœïżœ
‷ ynusername mumma piastri has a soft spot for me đ
‷ oscarpiastri ah
user omg she knows oscar's mom too
user is this a soft launch???
‷ user using oscar's photos from when he was a kid? i sure hope not đ
‷ user okay yeah, that'd be a little bit awkward, but why else would she post a picture of him in her photo dump
user twitter is gonna go crazy
‷ user i can already see the threads
user does no one know that they're friends?
‷ user i thought this was common knowledge atp because he has appeared in her previous posts...
‷ user right, there's photos of them as kids karting together
user ynscar đ
‷ user i found my people
user the ynscar rumors starting up again is wild
‷ user well they never denied anything
‷ user ...
‷ user are you on something?
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ynusername what a view (the city, not oscar)
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user stop, she's so pretty...and he's there
lilymhe we need to hang out and take pictures! the boys will find something to entertain themselves đ
‷ ynusername asap! đđ» they see each other every day, whats another?
‷ lilymhe exactly! đ
‷ alex_albon what am i being signed up for?
user oh my god, lily and yn planning a hangout with their boyfriends? so its confirmed?
‷ user AND THEY SEE EACH OTHER EVERY DAY??? GOTTA BE!!!
oscarpiastri is this just your new thing to post random photos of me?
‷ ynusername yeah pretty much
‷ oscarpiastri great thanks
‷ ynusername anytime đââïž
user of all the photos of oscar she could've chosen, she used this one
‷ oscarpiastri right
‷ user OMG OSCAR ILY!!!
user am i the only one who doesn't believe the ynscar rumors?
‷ user you aren't because it just doesn't make sense
‷ user right like just because she started putting memes of him in her posts doesn't mean they are outright dating
logansargeant the view looks great!
‷ ynusername its so gorjos! (you're not talking about oscar, right?)
‷ logansargeant gorgeous, babe, and no, of course not (yeah, i might be)
‷ ynusername (oscar isn't the view here!)
‷ logansargeant (says who) (and why are we talking in parentheses)
‷ ynusername (i don't know) (why are you talking in parentheses?)
‷ logansargeant (i don't know, that's why i asked you)
‷ ynusername (well i don't know either)
‷ logansargeant (you've said)
‷ user (what's going on?) (why did he call her babe???)
‷ user (why are logan and yn talking?) (not on my 2024 bingo card)
‷ user (well they both know oscar)
‷ user (but he called her babe??)
user help all the replies to their comments being in parentheses as well đđđ
user am i the only one who prefers yngan to ynscar
‷ user nope!
‷ user i love them so much, but it's probably unlikely and we don't see much interaction from them
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user oh my god
user im speechless
user the soft launch with the meme of oscar was not on my list of things happening this season đ
bsfusername you know you're never beating the rumors
‷ ynusername sadly đđđ
‷ bsfusername okay but when was this tho
‷ ynusername wdym đ
‷ bsfusername don't gaslight me
‷ ynusername what's gaslighting???
‷ bsfusername bitch.
‷ user rumors? such as the ynscar rumors?
user logan in the likes?
‷ user hes BEEN in the likes for a hot sc, you just couldn't see him lurking
oscarpiastri you're not coming to the next race
‷ ynusername WHY NOT??? IM YOUR BIGGEST SUPPORT đđ»
‷ oscarpiastri support your boyfriend
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‷ ynusername SHHHH!!!
user wait so oscar isn't her boyfriend?
user anyone see logan in the likes???
‷ user gotta support the homie's girlfriend
‷ user gotta
‷ user they aren't dating đ
user okay, but do we know FOR SURE oscar and yn are dating? they just seem like really close friends...?
‷ user SOMEONE GETS IT
user real ones know that oscar and yn are childhood friends
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user PLEASE RESPOND TO THE RUMORS
user 1. you're dating oscar a. true b. false
user he doesn't even have the steering wheel đ
ynusername đ€«
user oh my god im gonna faint, tell oscar and logan i love them
oscarpiastri you had the wheel
ynusername stupid, american cars amiright đ€Ł
oscarpiastri sure
ynusername okay no need for the attitude mr. im a formula 1 driver and am too cool for my BEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!
oscarpiastri go bother your BOYFRIEND
ynusername okay
ynusername ...
ynusername you're supposed to feel bad
oscarpiastri đđđ
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user the random middle of the day hard launch
‷ user but im not complaining
logansargeant my kangaroo <3
‷ ynusername EXCUSE ME???
‷ logansargeant đ
‷ ynusername okay american eagle
oscarpiastri finally putting an end to the rumours i see
‷ ynusername well you weren't going to do it so someone had to
‷ oscarpiastri i thought it was common knowledge that i had a girlfriend that wasn't you
‷ ynusername osc...im gonna hold your hand when i tell you this
‷ oscarpiastri dont touch me
user the sass from oscar đđ
‷ user i know rightđđ«Ł
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logansargeant i love my aussie side
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user ON MY CELLULAR DEVICE???
oscarpiastri i thought i was your aussie side mate
‷ logansargeant oh no, you are dw
‷ ynusername probably why he put a picture of oscar in the hard launch
‷ logansargeant you put one in the soft launch
‷ ynusername fair point
user i was not expecting this (i was indeed expecting it)
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So you're looking for franquito requests? I have too many ideas, like it's insane. The things this man does to me I swear đ„°đ„°đ„°
Well, maybe you could do something like Argentinian non famous reader (not necessarily Argentinian but u know) dating him and nobody knows about her, till one day they both went tired of people assuming he's single n PUM, hard launch. I don't know if I explained this correctly, English isn't my first language so I'm sorry bby đ„ș
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Hard launch â Franco colapinto x fem!reader
Faceclaim â none I left it pretty inclusive for everyone Warningsâ none
Fluff
Word countâ
Summaryâ no one knew Franco was dating anyone until he was photographed at a party kissing his girlfriend.
Franco posted to his instagram
Captionâ Fue un fin de semana difĂcil que terminĂł en abandono, pero tengo ganas de correr en Las Vegas (it was a tough a weekend that ended in a dnf but i'm looking forward to racing in Vegas)
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User1â not Franco making goggly eyes at Lando during the drivers parade
User2â youâll get them next weekend Franco
User3â Franco try not to flirt with everyone challenge failed
User4â Iâm surprised that Franco is still single manâs flirts with everyone
Your usernameâ I think you did well today Franco
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User5â we all saw that right?
User6â oh we saw alright
Y/n posted to her story (private instagram)
Captionâ chico somnoliento đ€đŽ (sleepy boy)
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Captionâ adivina de quiĂ©n es la casa (guess whoâs home)
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yourBFFâ whoâs that funny looking man on my wifeâs instagram account.
Franco_Colapinto43â last time I checked I was her boyfriend đ€š
yourBFFâ for now đ
Franco_Colapinto43â whatâs that supposed to mean???
ââââââââââââââââââââââââ
The party was alive with chatter, music, and the occasional burst of laughter. People milled about, drink in hand, dancing in the dim light as the night carried on. Franco was standing by the bar, joking with a group of friends, when his eyes caught yours across the room. You were leaning against a wall, watching the crowd with a slight smile, your arms casually crossed. You always did prefer standing back and observing, letting the noise of others fade into the background.
Francoâs grin widened, and without a second thought, he excused himself from the conversation and made his way toward you. He didnât care that people might be watching. He had long since stopped caring about the whispers, the questions, the rumors. It was just you two now, and that was enough.
âHey,â he greeted, slipping an arm around your shoulders as he leaned in, his lips brushing your ear. âYou having fun?â
You raised an eyebrow at him, playful as ever. âYou know me, Iâm just here to make sure you donât embarrass yourself.â
He laughed, the sound low and easy. âOh, trust me, itâs too late for that.â He pulled you a little closer, your bodies pressed together in the cozy little corner of the room. You rolled your eyes but didnât pull away, enjoying the warmth of his embrace.
The laughter around you seemed to fade, the chatter becoming a blur, and it was like the two of you were in your own world for a moment. Francoâs thumb traced the outline of your arm before he pulled back slightly, his mischievous smile never leaving his face.
âWhat if we stopped letting everyone assume Iâm single?â he asked casually, his eyes glinting with that familiar spark.
You didnât have to think about itâthis had been brewing for weeks, maybe even months. Youâd both gotten tired of the secrecy, of the constant guessing. You didnât care about the opinions of strangers anymore, not when it came to him.
âI think itâs time,â you said, your voice light but resolute.
And then, with an ease that could only come from the comfort of being with someone who knew you better than anyone else, Franco leaned in, his lips catching yours in a quick, almost careless kiss.
For a moment, time seemed to stop. The room fell silent, people frozen in place. But you didnât care. You were too busy focusing on the way his lips lingered just long enough to make it clear.
As you pulled away, your hearts still beating in sync, the sound of murmurs around you slowly started up again. Whispers rippled through the crowd, but neither of you looked around. You didnât need to.
Franco grinned and shrugged, pulling you close again. âGuess weâre not hiding anymore,â he said with a teasing smile, as if nothing had just happened. You couldnât help but laugh. âGuess not.â
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Captionâ f1 driver Franco Colapinto caught kissing an unidentified woman while at a party.
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User7â WAIT WHAT?!?!
User8â who is she?
User9â conâđđâgradâđđâulationsâđđ
User10â I new there was no way he was single
Franco_Colapinto43âhas posted
Captionâ Bueno, gatos fuera de la balsa, feliz Segundo aniversario, mi amor. (well cats out of the bag happy 2 year anniversary my love)
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