Of Waning Moons And Eagle Eyes — Daniel Ricciardo

Well You Are Tiny - Max Verstappen

Summary: Y/n is vertically impaired and Max likes to point out the obvious.

Same height kind of gap of reader being 4'11-5'2ft (150-160cm)

No part 2 requests please

Max will outwardly admit he loves the height difference between himself and y/n. He loves his pocket-sized girlfriend, they just have fun and her height is something he maybe likes to target in playful bullying.

"Have you grown?" Max questions as y/n walks into the living room.

"On this occasion, yes." Y/n grins then lifting her shoe high enough to reveal platforms heels that make Max's jaw drop a little before he begins laughing.

"Baby, are you going to be able to keep those on all night?" Max sighs making her frown at him. "Oh come on, you hardly ever wear heels. There's no way you're not going to break your ankles in those."

"Will you not help me if I get that drunk?" Y/n pouts making Max look at her for a moment.

"I will always help you, but I just know that I'm going to end up carrying you or those shoes by the end of the night." Max smiles standing up and seeing that she's narrowed the gap between them by a good 6-7 inches. "When did you even get these?"

"From a shop. Do you not like them?"

"They look great. But if you don't fall over by the end of the night, I'll let you race in my place for Canada." Max laughs making her smile a little.

"I'll hold you to that."

"I know, that's why I said it." Max chuckles making her grin before she kisses him, something that she usually doesn't have such ease in doing. "I don't know if I like this new height."

Y/n is more than aware of Max loving the advantages that come with such a height difference, but it is fun to taunt him with the ability to close the space sometimes.

"Shall we go?" Y/n asks making Max sigh looking down at her feet again before nodding.

"Can you just make sure you're keeping hold of me for stability?" Max mumbles more concerned than anything at this point, the club has stairs and visions of y/n falling down them really sets him on edge.

They get to the club and see Lando with a couple other friends and even Lando looks in awe of y/n's height change.

"So it will be a trip to A&E for you tonight?" Lando asks making Max smile as he orders a round of drinks for everyone.

"She's actually not wobbled yet...but she hasn't had a drink yet either." Max smiles while Lando hums and nods.

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Max doesn't even bother hiding his smirk and shaking his head as y/n grips his bicep for balance, shifting her weight from foot to foot.

"Alright, enough. You are not keeping them on." Max states hoisting her up onto one of the bar stools.

Y/n winces as Max pulls off her heels and reveals the bloodied blisters that even he grimaces at. She's definitely drunk enough that she can't feel the extent of just how sore her feet are. but she'll feet it in the morning and she'll feel it paired with a hangover.

"Baby." Max mumbles making the young woman look down and wrinkle her nose in disgust. "Time to go home. It's almost closing time."

It's definitely nowhere near closing time but she's drunk and her feet are a wreck.

Max ends up carrying her out on his back while holding her heels and bag in his hand as they exit. Annoyingly definitely captured on camera as they climb into a car for someone else to drive them home.

"I didn't fall over." Y/n smiles making Max look at her for a moment his concern for her feet having overshadowed his thoughts before he smiles at her. "It's alright, I won't hold it against you."

"No?" Max hums making her smile at him and shake her head.

"No. I don't know if I can even effectively push the pedals." Y/n smiles lazily.

By the time they get back Max is carrying her inside and running the bath to try and clean her feet of the blood that had actually got a little crusty.

"I love you." Y/n smiles as Max actually gently rubs at her feet to clean them.

"I love you too. But you are never wearing those shoes again. You can stay tiny." Max declares making her agree immediately. "I think we might need to just try and bandage up your feet for the night. They're so raw baby."

"In the name of fashion. It's not meant to be practical."

"Yeah, well you're choosing practical from here forward." Max mumbles then looking up at her. "I like my tiny girlfriend...You don't need to injure yourself just to be more level with me."

"Lesson learned. My feet are starting to really hurt." Y/n admits since she's slowly sobering up and the ache and sting of her feet.

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Sitting out in the sun on a yacht is definitely not something that's a rare luxury when it comes to dating Max. On this occasion, Lando, Daniel, Alex and George have joined them for a birthday celebration for Max.

"You need this." Max states as y/n decides she wants to jump in with everyone else.

He gets her in a life jacket, just for his own peace of mind. Then he picks her up and tosses her like a bit of a doll into the water. Something that is not an uncommon move and y/n resurfaces quickly laughing as some others join her in the water.

"God, if that's how you treat her outside the bedroom-"

"No. We don't want to think about that." George grimaces as Daniel laughs at his own words.

"Do you think she'd quite easily be pulled out to sea being that small?" Lando asks making Max frown only for Daniel manage to push the Brit and they both go into the water. "Daniel!"

"I thought we'd test with you since you're small too." Daniel laughs earning a middle finger before everyone else finally joins them.

Max swims over to y/n with a new concern for her safety despite knowing that she is completely fine.

Although he does laugh a little when she lets him swim them back, him holding the strap of her life vest and lifting her up onto the back of the yacht, keeping himself in the way a little as he remains between her legs.

"I was getting tired out there." Y/n whispers earning a hum and grin from the Dutchman before he jumps up and kisses her lightly before she just leans her head on his shoulder. "I'm going to dry off and put my dress up."

"Cold?"

"A bit, being thrown in was a shock to the system." Y/n smiles swatting him before she stands up with him following.

Safe to say y/n walks the man like a dog, he follows her wherever she goes most of the time, so it surprises no one that he sticks with her and as soon as she's dried off, Max does let her stop with the admittedly short and thin dress. He pushes his own sweater over her head and pulls her down gently into a tight hug.

Y/n does actually love cuddles with Max and the height difference meaning she just feels surrounded by him and right now his body heat is doing her favours. She's slumped into him as others join them on the deck and dry off.

"I love you." Max whispers making her smile brightly looking up at him. "You're somehow even smaller today for some reason."

"Thanks." Y/n snorts earning a grin from hum. "I love you too. Even if you're small for a Dutchman."

Max isn't the tallest of the drivers but he's on the taller side of the average among the drivers.

He does squeeze her especially tightly in a hug for the comment before sighing as he tips her head back to kiss him.

When they eventually get home and shower off properly, Max smiles a little evilly when he sees y/n distracted by her phone lying on the bed. He moves quickly and flops down on her, actually feeling her wheeze underneath him.

"Max. Warning please." Y/n grunts through some laughter since it didn't so much hurt but she definitely was mid-breath in when his body collapsed down on her.

"Sorry, you just looked so small over here. I had to join you." Max grins while she hums bringing her arms around him so she can look at her phone over his shoulder.

"Are you sleeping like this?" Y/n smiles kissing his shoulder while Max just relaxes against her.

"Depends could you actually sleep with me on top of you like this?" Max questions making her properly look at him.

"Yes. Of course I can." Y/n nods making Max look at her softly capturing her in a kiss. "You're like cuddly teddy bear."

"Only for you though. Because you're just my tiny girlfriend." Max smirks then nuzzling down against her. "Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight, Maxie." Y/n whispers placing her phone on the bedside table.

**kicks down the door** ITS HOT GIRL SUMMER BABYYyyy!!!! How’s about Y/N and Julia Heart have a “girls day” by the pool with the HOB lookin on 😈

Peeping toms 😂

I love this idea, babes! The chokehold they have on me is unreal.

Hot Girl Summer

Pairing: House of Black/Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Tag List:

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"You look so good!"

Julia gave me a small smile as she sat beside me at the hotel's outdoor pool. "Thanks Y/n," she said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. 

I swirled my foot in the water and leaned my head on her shoulder. We had always been close, but her joining the House meant we'd have even more time together. Besides, like I'd complain about seeing those three men all the time. 

"Thanks for the girl time," she said, pulling me in for a side hug.

"Of course, babe," I said, turning to give her a light kiss on the cheek. "Now are you getting in or what?" I pushed off the edge and into the water, splashing her slightly. 

"Oh we're doing that, huh?" she said with a laugh as she slid into the water, smacking it and sending some spraying at me. 

We kept that up for a few moments, giggling and splashing each other like little kids. After a while, Julia and I just floated in the water, both slightly winded from our antics. Looking over at each other, we burst into another fit of giggles as she drifted under my arm and a shadow stood over us.

“Enjoying yourselves, ladies?” 

I smiled, turning toward the accented voice behind us. “Of course,” I said sweetly, eyeing Malakai in his dark suit. My gaze slid over to the other chairs, where both Brody and Buddy sat. “Aren’t you warm?” I filled my voice with faux worry, hoping I could get them to break down. “You should join us.”

Buddy stood, and I flashed Julia a look, coupled with a small smirk. She knew I loved just messing with them, having them wrapped, but Buddy and Brody were always the easier ones to get to go my way.

I looked back to the three men, giving them my best doe eyed look. “C’mon guys,” I pleaded, “the water is perfect.” Julia stifled a giggle as I watched a flushed Buddy pulling his shirt off. 

I turned to Brody, batting my lashes, which always made him weak for me. He sighed, pulling his shirt off as Buddy jumped into the water. Malakai sighed as he watched Brody follow, and I giggled. “Please?” I said softly, leaning on the wall of the pool as the other three splashed around.  A devilish smirk crossed Malakai’s lips. “Maybe tonight, schatje. Just you and I.” I felt my face flush as I sank into the pool as he sat on one of the beach chairs, watching us. 

Nsfw, smut, 18+

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who finally decides to reward you for your hard work by taking your virginity. It was on a late say when the two of you were once again alone for extra classes, except this time, when you were about to come from the dildo he pulled it out and pressed the fat tip of his cock against your entrance instead.

"Are you excited, darling? You're finally getting rewarded for all your hard work. You'll finally feel your professors cock in your pussy. No more fingers, no more toys, my raw cock. I think you're ready enough. Shall I put it in and claim that virgin cunt as mine?"

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who despite teaching you how to put a condom on his cock doesn't want to use it for the first time. You'll get the best experience if you feel him fully, screeching out your tight virgin hole further, even more then the toys you used. It hurts at first, your legs snap shut around his hips to stop him from moving, your fists clench around his sleeves, a painful expression on your face while he holds still and kisses your face gently, his thumb rubbing little circles on your hard clit.

"The real thing feels quite a bit different, don't worry, you'll get used to it soon, I promise you. God, how are you still so tight? Am I still too big for you? I need to make your cunt adjust to my size, get it used to being fucked day in and day out. Hm? Yes, I'll make sure you make up for all this time you weren't being a slut. You need to know how good of a cocksleeve you can be."

Sex-Ed!Professor Zhongli who would love nothing more then to shoot his load inside of you, but you're still his student, and his favorite one to be exact. You're not nearly ready enough to be a mother, not for a long time, not until the day he makes you his pretty wife. But until then he will spend every day fucking you till your legs don't work.

"Stop begging for my cum. You got a taste of it and now you can't get enough of it. I knew from the moment I saw you that you would make for a lovely cumdump for me. If you want it so much you're gonna need to suck it from my dick. But first lets get that pussy coming around my cock hm? You deserve to know how it feels to come with your professor's big cock in your pussy."

Book Club

Pairing: The grid x driver!reader, Lance Stroll x reader

Summary: A wild goose chase ensues when you are at a meeting with your book club

requests are open (plz send some, i can’t keep only getting ideas while driving 🥺) masterlist

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“Guys, have you seen y/n?” Lance panics, rushing into the McLaren garage. It’s not the first time his girlfriend had disappeared from her garage but he’s always been able to find you a few steps away.

“She’s missing?” Lando leaped out of his chair. “Come on, Oscar, we gotta find her,” Lando drags his teammate out of the garage, following Lance to the Mercedes garage to find George.

“Any y/n sightings?” a very stressed out Lance asks.

“No, but now I am invested,” the Brit tags along in the search, hopping over to the Ferrari garage.

“Mes amis, you seem stressed,” Charles says, looking up from his book.

“Y/n is missing, Lance can’t find his girlfriend,” Oscar sighs, not sure why he isn’t leaving the group.

“No, we must join the quest, Charles,” Carlos says, clapping his teammate on the shoulder.

“Alright, only for y/n,” Charles, like oscar, begrudgingly agrees to join the ‘noble quest’.

Meanwhile, y/n is sitting on the couch, wearing a chunky cardigan and a pair of fashion glasses, sipping tea.

“No, Lizzy was clearly in love with Darcy even then,” Fernando waves his hands. This month’s book was Pride and Prejudice.

“Sure, Fernando,” Valtteri rolls his eyes.

The book club, affectionately called ‘The Old Drivers Club’ started when y/n barged into the Haas garage, claiming she needed their opinions and that she was tired of all the young drivers. Despite her being only 21, she found a home with some of the older drivers in the Paddock. The club consisted of her, Fernando, Valtteri, Kevin, and Nico. Lewis wanted to hold on to his youth, as he claimed, and Checo didn’t quite care for their gossip sessions.

“I still don’t understand how you can go from a 20 year old party animal to a 80 year old grandma overnight,” Kevin teases the young girl, bringing up a common point of conversation (usually her complaining about the younger drivers).

“And I don’t understand how you all don’t find Nico attractive? If I was ten years older, I would be all over him. God damn, what a fine man,” you swoon, causing the German to blush fiercely.

“Yes, yes, someone who could outshine Charles Leclerc in his prime,” Fernando dismisses it with the wave of his hand. You giggle and refocus on the book discussion.

“Nando,” you prompt him, silently asking him to go to the next topic.

“Alright, alright, let’s discuss what was probably y/n’s favorite scene, the confession scene. The second one, not in the rain,” Fernando says, and you shyly look down, the older drivers knowing you too well.

“Max, Checo, have you seen y/n?” Lance asks, even more flustered, half the grid behind him.

“Y/n? Why do you ask?” Max says, looking at his teammate.

“She’s missing!” Lando exclaims causing Checo to laugh.

“No, no. She’s with her book club, in the Haas motor home. I sometimes join them, interesting gossip, but not quite for me, no,” Checo says, looking oddly at the group.

“Her- her book club?” Lance asks, utterly confused.

“Si. Lewis has been invited too, but he claims he is too young,” Checo laughs to himself.

“Sorry mate, a book club?” George asks, a little offended he was never invited.

“And gossip? I’m a little offended I’ve never been invited,” Pierre gasps.

“Well? Is that all,” Max asks, wanting the group to leave his garage.

“Right, well I guess we go to Haas,” Carlos says, quickly thanking the Red Bull drivers.

“VALTTERI!” Your astonished gasp is heard from outside. Your group had moved on to what some think is the more enjoyable part of the evening, the gossip.

“Y/n! Oh thank god, we were worried sick,” Lando dramatically says at the doorway, having opened the door, revealing your group. The five of you look at the other group wildly confused.

“Worried sick?” You ask, looking at them.

“You were missing, I couldn’t find you,” Lance scratches the back of his neck, a little confused.

“I,” you pause before laughing. “Lancelot, you could’ve texted me,” you tell him.

“Why weren’t Pierre and I invited?” George asks, looking accusingly at your group.

“You don’t fit the criteria,” Kevin says, dismissing the question.

“And y/n does?” Pierre asks.

“Yes. When she sits upside down on your couch to gossip and complain about you all, and ask for life advice, then we might consider it,” Nico shakes his head.

“She is the founder of our group,” Valtteri points out.

“You also have to find young Nico attractive, more than current Charles,” Fernando teases, causing the young girl to blush.

“He was!” You defend yourself, and Carlos nods in agreement.

“Your girlfriend, mate. I’m surprisingly glad I tagged along,” Oscar says to Lance, pretty amused at the chaos.

“Out of curiosity, what is your next book?” George asks, your face lighting up.

“We are on a classics kick right now, so we are reading the No Fear version of Romeo and Juliet,” you say excitedly causing George and Charles to groan.

“We can’t join?” Charles asks again.

“Sorry, Leclerc, only room for one hot driver here,” Nico winks at you, causing your cheeks to redden.

“HEY!” most of the drivers in the room take offense to it, Lance mainly because the wink was directed at his girlfriend.

“Alas, if only you didn’t have a wife and kid, and I was ten years older,” you sigh, shaking your head.

“In another life, Mein Liebchen,” Nico sighs as well.

“Alright, I’m stealing back my girlfriend,” Lance pulls you away.

“Lancelot,” you giggle, waving goodbye to your book club.

“It is in these moments that I remember how young she is and how old we are,” Fernando sighs, Lewis taking your seat.

“My bones ache more and more each day, mate,” Lewis shakes his head.

“Welcome to our club, have the first act read by the next race,”

thor x gn!reader [gow: r]

a request from lovely anon: Could I ask for some (GOW) Thor fluff? Perhaps the (GN) reader standing up for Thor when Odin is being a dick to him?? I just feel he hasn’t heard one good word about himself in a long time. I think he needs it. [thanks for the request! I feel so fluffy while writing this. I hope you and all of u will like it! enjoy.]

tags: fluff, gentle!thor, odin is a bad dad (f him), kissing, touching, lap sitting, hugging.

thor never know that he needed you.

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✰ POSITIONS, F1 DILFS

[ starring ] sebastian vettel, kimi räikkönen, fernando alonso, jenson button, lewis hamilton, kevinmagnussen

[ tw ] fem!reader, smut (+18), dom!drivers, mention of sex toys and tapes, dirty talking, fem and male oral receiving (+ choking on dick)

. minors do not read .

sebastian enjoys sitting back to watch you play with yourself, be it your dainty fingers buried deep inside your pussy and coated in your juices, or the dildo, the copy of his cock, he had gifted you months ago when he was away; the sight of the grip your greedy pussy has on the plastic phallus and your body writhing in the sheets, whorish moaning his name to pled for relief, thighten his trousers but rather than bouncing you, feeling your tight little satch, he leans forward, breath fawning onto your wet tights, resulting in goosebumps.

you'd cry out silently, legs shaking as you ram the toy faster into your warmth. "what did you say, liebe? (love) care to repeat?", the man would ask, his rough hands grabbing your thick tights. "want my big dick inside you? fuck you till you can't remember your name and see stars no more, huh?", he'd taunt you with a massive smirk on his pinkish lips. "that what you would like, don't you, my dirty girl?"

kimi prefers on being hands on, having you knee in front of him to suck him off. tears have already escaped your eye and stained your hallowed cheeks, while his right hand sits at the back of your head, hair kept in a ponytail to manage the speed and the desired depth. your glossy eyes holding contact with his lustfilled gaze and the choking sounds as well as the moans that send off vibrations around his dick, makes him pull your face against his pelvic bone to deep throat him. the tightness of your wet mouth let's his cock throb slightly, the taste of salty pre cum hits your tongue once again.

slowly, kimi would face fuck you, forcing your lips to touch his pelvic whenever he pulls your head towards him, forcing your jaw to go slack and take his long cock all the way as saliva runs out of the corners of your stretched mouth, trailing down your tits and eventually hitting the carpet. "you love being my good girl, eh? then choke on it."

nando loves to grab your plump ass whilst hugging you whenever it is in public or in the privacy of a room — if his action is made in the later situation, the innocence of his touch quickly turns into nibbling playfully on your ear and neck, leaving small marks to show his claim of you. his finger would dip inside your clothing to touch your already wet pussy, gently brushing past the outer lips to rub your clit, which will transform you into mush against his body. wanting to eat you out, nando would lay you down on the bed if there is one, probing pillows under your hips to get an easy access to your wetness. he's godsend, festing on your pussy as it would be his last time, resulting in leaving you a breathless moaning puddle of a mess. "please don't stop, papi."

jenson would be the guy who'd twirl, pull and nib on your stiff nibbles as you stroke his growing dick whilst watching a sex tape of yourselves to get in the right zone. in his opinion its one of the easiest ways to set the mood; watching a homemade video of him plowing inside you from behind against a hotel wall or having you cuffed on the bedframe, fucking your little hole hard as you cum over and over again — he'll feel your breath stock whenever his recorded self hits your g-spot or lands a spank on your brightly coloured ass, and the slick of your snatch drips on his leg, that's between yours, rubbing over your cunt.

"in another life, you'd be a pornstar, darling", jense would whisper in your ear as he moves above you, running the fat leaking head of his cock against your awaiting pussy.

lewis would have you in sixty-nine, tongue tracing the rim of your snatched hole as you kitten-lick off the precum of his massive dick and nibble softly on a bold vein, chasing a groan out of the fit male. as soon as you reach past the half, he'll push his cock upwards, causing you to choke on his dick — his less dominating hand keeps your head down as his other hand sinks two fingers at the same time inside you roughly, sending you over the edge, a process he continues over again till you tap his thight two times.

"fucked you good, huh?"

kevin likes nothing more than seeing you completely relaxed and giggling during a session of soft, romantic sex; it's his favourite way to return to a relaxed state of mind after a race and running behind his small children. he'll have you ride him though he'd control the pace while pressing your face against his neck to feel you sucking kisses against it. whenever kevin would push hard upwards inside you, he'd hear you purr like a catita or moan, rambling about how he should just throw you down and fuck you, but this will just result in his next pushes slower, teasing you to show you who's the "boss".

POLY/MULTI DRIVERS — SINGULAR DRIVERS

How are you? I just read the cigarettes after sex fic and I'm giggling and kicking my feet <3 Can I request a Joost Klein x fem!reader that's opposite of his style? Like opposites attract :3

The devil with his angel

Joost Klein x fem!reader

summary: readers style is a bit more feminine and usually wear lighter colours, unlike joost who had a masculine, street wear type of style. you were the prime example of the saying ‘opposites attract’

a/n: reader has a slightly specified outfit, hope thats alright<3

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— You and Joost have been dating for a few months in secret, wanting some privacy before revealing anything to the public. It was more for you to build your relationship more and have your peace and quiet for some time, knowing your fans could get a bit hectic. You loved each other dearly, you two filled each other’s empty spaces, you fit together like an ancient puzzle basically soulmates.

In the present, you were currently at Joosts concert, you being on the opposite side of the barrier blocking the fans from rushing to the stage giving you your space. You were smiling, singing along to his songs. You only started learning dutch when you started dating Joost to show your dedication to this relationship and how much he meant to you, and so you could support him during his concerts like you were doing now. You didn’t fit in the crowd however at all, everyone wearing more darker colours, or something not that bright meanwhile you were here in a floral dress, some white stockings, mary janes and some accessories. You stood out like a black sheep, which was ironic since you were the only one NOT wearing black. You stood closer to the stage, taking some photos of Joost on your polaroid camera he got you on your birthday. You smiled, everyone would be able to tell you were love struck if your back wasn’t facing them.

Joost was in the middle of playing his song ´Droom Groot’ , it was clear he loved performing the atmosphere of his concerts were never dull, always some kind of emotions were being felt during his concerts. The end of the song was nearing, the “Yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen this was Joost Klein with his hit single ´Dome Groot’ “ You smiled softly, Joost looking down at you with a smile before crouching and cupping your cheek in his hand, giving you a kiss on the lips. Your eyes went wide and your cheeks got hotter, the crowd screaming and whistling, even some gasps were heard. It really was a strange sight, you really were polar opposites.

The next day the media went crazy. You were on every media, trending somewhere in the tops 10s. You scrolled through all the articles, some fans were beyond excited and celebrated the union of their two favourite artists, while others were dumbfounded. They had no idea how such polar opposittes could have found their way to each other. Joost came out the shower, towel loosely tied on his hips as he dried his hair. He came towards you and looked at your phone. “How bad is it?” He asks, a smile on his face. You return his smile, looking up at him. “It’s a mix of ‘oh my god i’m so happy for them’ and ‘how are they even together’ but that was more than expected.” You say and he nods kissing your forehead. “Yeah, but i’m glad I don’t have to hide my love for you anymore.”

Despite the media going crazy, you two embraced your public relationship, attending events together and Joost couldn’t help to always post something about you somewhere, your styles making you guys even more magnetic. Fans slowly started to see the connection between you two, acceptance growing more by the day. One time you both had to speak up about your relationship a bit more, since death threats started to be thrown into your inboxes left and right.

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Joost Klein

@joostklein✓

It’s funny how you all see our styles and think we’re two worlds apart. Aside our styles were just two people who have passion for music and love each other.

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user79107 and 568K others commented

bambiethug: you two are such sweethearts!! sending you all the love and protection from evil<3

user6618990: JOOST NOO MY HUSBAND

fucktheebu replied to user6618990: grow up you’re like 12

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{your nickname}

@{yourusername} ✓

I get we have different styles but giving us death threats? Wow..

You don’t see more then what we put on the media, you don’t know what our relationship is like behind closed doors. We may have different styles but we love each other and have the same passion for music, we basically balance each other out in our own way. Sending love to everyone that supported us xx

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lolianx: ❤️❤️ love your dynamic fr

apsondabluebirdha: tell them!!

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After that the whole thing calmed down. You two lived your lives more peacefully and you didn’t have to hide anymore. The both of you made a song together, tours sold out and your albums too. It was nice but it did add some stress to your career. You managed it all together always being there for one another despite your slight differences. You cherished every moment together, whether it was a simple night out, cooking together, singing silly songs together or just cuddling and watching a movie, all of it was just perfect.

You were currently in prague, performing a concert there together. You were the opener of Joosts concerts, since you didn’t really have the finances to two different tours so you decided on being the opener which you were more than happy to do.

You sat in a café, admiring the view of prague and also lost in thought. Joost was talking about the upcomig concerts, talking about the new places he wanted to see. He noticed your dazed state and stopped talking, putting a hand on yours as if to silently as if you’re okay. “Just thinking.” You say and he raises a brow; “About?” He pries and you chuckle softly. “I mean, do you ever think about how unlikely this is? Us, I mean.” You ask he he thinks for a moment, gathering his thought before soeaking up; “All the time. And every single time I realize how lucky I am to have you. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I appreciate you.” You smiled, heart full of his enduring words. “Same here Joost, same here.”

About half a year later, your one year anniversary came. You were standing on stage, just finishing a song you wrote together just a few months ago. Cheers were heard throughout the crowd, signs with words like “We love you!” “You saved me.” “We’re proud of you.” were held high in the air, your heart melting. Realisation hit you like a truck as Joost picked you up and spinned you around, smiling wildly. He put you down, resting his forehead against yours, sweat dripping down from all the jumping around you’ve done during this concert. You smiles lovingly, holding his hands, fingers interwined. “We did it Joost.” “Yeah, we did.” In that moment you knew you found the right person. You realised you wanted to spend the rest of your days on this earth with this man, in his embrace, in his presence. Together you created beautiful and unforgettable memories that defied expectations, showing that sometimes, the most gorgeous harmonies come from the most unexpected places.

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wrapping paper fiascos

summary: finding out your boyfriend can’t wrap presents as well as he has been pretending he can.

luke hughes x reader

hhh masterlist

She put the keys into the lock of their front door and walked into their apartment, she slipped her shoes off by the door and hung up her coat and scarf on the hooks and tossed her keys on the entrance way table.

She smiled softly seeing Luke sitting on the couch and he had his headphones on so she knew he didn’t hear her come home, she decided to head to their bedroom first and get changed out of her clothes.

She slipped on a pair of Luke’s huge pair of grey Devils sweatpants and one of his USA hoodies and a pair of his socks because they are the warmest and most comfortable.

She walked out do their room and down the hallway leaning on the wall looking at the living room and realizing what Luke was doing, he was wrapping presents for the holidays.

She let out a small fond quiet laugh seeing the presents not looking the absolute best but they looked adorable which was a little confusing because Luke always has really nice wrapping since she has known him for the last few years.

When she first saw his presents she was genuinely very surprised at how well he wrapped all of the presents, it wasn’t something she expected him to be good at.

She walked over leaning over the couch and leaning her chin on Luke’s shoulder making him flinch and turn around shocked and let out a sigh of relief seeing his girlfriend.

Luke took the headphones off tossing them on the table as she walked around the couch to him, Luke smiled at her fondly patting his thigh making her sit down on his thigh and one of his arms wrapping around her waist and the other tucking hair behind her, “Hi Baby.” Luke lovingly mumbled with a soft smile.

“Hi pretty boy.” She softly smiled tracing the bridge of his nose softly with her finger making him scrunch his nose at her and she leaned closer pressing a kiss to his nose.

“What are you doing?” She asked softly as she pulled away smiling at Luke’s pout.

She looked back at the table seeing a pair of Nike air force ones that are customized with a few Devils and Umich logos and a few other painted things that is all things that Jack loves, “Oo are these the shoes for J?” She asked curiously knowing Luke had been working with a small business to make a pair of shoes for Jack.

She furrowed her brows not getting an answer from Luke and turned her head seeing Luke having a shy look on his face, “What is it?” She softly asked him.

Luke pursed his lips shaking his head slightly making his curls move, “You weren’t supposed to see me doing this.” Luke sheepishly told her.

“What? Wrap presents?” She titled her head not understanding why Luke is being a little shy.

“Yeah.” Luke fiddled with her waist band, “I can’t wrap presents. You can probably tell.” Luke scoffed gesturing to the one present he finally wrapped and it doesn’t look good.

“But what about the last few years?” She softly questioned brushing back some of Luke’s curls.

Luke made a sheepish smile, “I took them to a store and got them wrapped.”

She made a realization face and nodded, “Okay so why couldn’t you use this year?” She honestly was not that surprised hearing he paid someone to wrap presents.

Luke blinked as she didn’t even mind he didn’t wrap the presents, “I couldn’t get time the last few weeks to go and now it’s really busy and a few of the stores near are closed and it was too much.” Luke sheepishly rambled, He tried to go to the store today but the line was out the door and was hours long.

She softly nodded listening to all of Luke’s words, “Okay do you now how to wrap at all?” She asked gently not being mean or teasing him but genuinely wanting to know what he knew what to do.

“Mom tried to teach me but i didn’t get it.” Luke explained with his cheeks burning.

“Well come on my love i’ll teach you.” She softly told him as she got up and sat on the floor patting the spot next to him.

Luke lips quirked up in a fond smile and slide off the couch sitting down next to her, she draped a fluffy blanket over both of their laps and grabbed a box from Luke’s pile of presents knowing it will be the easiest for him to learn.

She grabbed the wrapping paper and opening it across the coffee table and set it they box down, “Okay first of all you want to make sure you have enough paper for the gift before you cut, you can always have to much but you don’t want to little.” She softly explained to Luke.

Luke slowly nodded watching as she made sure there was enough paper before cutting it.

“Okay so i tape it here first on the bottom so it makes it easier to do the sides.” She slowly taped the wrapping paper letting Luke see everything.

“Okay?” She checked making sure not to go too fast and confuse Luke.

Luke nodded still understanding what she is saying.

“Next you want to do the sides, so fold it here and you can tape it now so it’s easy and then fold this side the same way and tape it and than flip the last piece over and tape it.” She explained as simple as possible as she slowly wrapped the one side.

“Okay you want to try this side?” She softly encouraged pushing the present closer to her making Luke let out a breath and softly nod.

Luke slowly started folding one side just like she said and took the piece of tape she had for him and started doing the other corner.

She watched with a fond smile as Luke focused intently on the present and his tongue was sticking out slightly as she focused.

Luke taped the last piece and made a surprised noise when he realized he did and it did not look half bad.

“It looks great Luke!” She proudly smiled at how well Luke did, “See you can wrap great.” She ran a gentle hand across his curls making him eagerly lean into her touch.

“All because of you.” Luke softly responded back catching her hand and pressing a kiss to her wrist.

“We’re a team.” She playfully reminded him, “We better get started on the rest.”

Luke smiled lovingly shaking his and leaned to he rucking her face and pressing his lips to her lips softly making her hum and press her self to him closer.

“I love you.” Luke mumbled against her lips, He shouldn’t even be surprised with how easily she took what he told her and how easily she taught him something he has been trying to learn for years.

“I love you.” She mumbled back pressing one more kiss to his kiss before they pulled back from each other and faced back to the coffee table starting to wrap the next present together.

“I’m just impressed you managed to hideit for so long.” She teasingly told him as she watched him finish wrapping another present.

Luke whipped his head to her playfully glaring as she giggled at him, Luke let out a small chuckle pressing a kiss to her cheek.

It was the perfect way to spend the night together, wrapping presents together by the warm fire with the christmas tree lights shining through out the living room.

Wrapping presents together felt like their future was starting for when in a few years they are wrapping their kids presents.

❝ I MISS BEING SINGLE ❞

MASTERLIST!

pairing . . . f1 drivers x reader

◦∘｡ﾟ. summary . . . you prank text your boyfriend by telling you “miss being single”.

◦∘｡ﾟ. note . . . more than a month off and i’m coming back with this one texts au because i am obsessed with them😭 (thanks to @norrisleclercf1 & @percervall for cheering me on with this idea)

★ CARLOS SAINZ

★ CHARLES LECLERC

★ LANDO NORRIS

★ LEWIS HAMILTON

★ MAX VERSTAPPEN

★ OSCAR PIASTRI

-ˋˏ *.· taglist . . . @lorarri @lpab @noncannonships @lunnnix @elliegrey2803 @saintslewis @leoramage @toomuchdelusion @anthonykatebridgerton @enhacolor @gulabjamoon @louvrepool @ravisinghs-wife @hobiismyhopeu @starlightpierre @lecsainz @kkeelss @namgification @minkyungseokie @gothgirlez @f1version @vroomvroommuppett @darleneslane @avengersheart

Waking up beside the 2024 grid

(incl. Daniel and Logan - no Nico or Sergio (just personal preference))

Short and sweet - just a bit of fluffy drabble after that shit show of a race

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#1. Max Verstappen

You watched him with a loving gaze - your fingers tracing slowly up and down his arm; with the WDC over, it finally felt like you had him to yourself. He was so wrapped up in doing his best that most days when you woke, he was already off training. But now, he was right here with you.

As his eyes fluttered open, he smiled at you tenderly. “Morning, you’re staring.”

You hummed softly. “Waking up next to you is my favourite thing… it’s been too long.”

He propped himself up a little so he could press a chaste kiss to your lips before pulling back to look into your eyes. “It has, I promise it won’t ever be that long again.”

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#2. Logan Sargeant

You yawned and snuggled in closer, preening as he kissed your forehead.

“We should get up soon.” His voice was quiet, almost as if he didn’t want to break the silence. “Got a bunch of stuff to do.”

“I know, but… hear me out.”

He raised a playful brow as you readjusted, so you were instead - sat up cuddling, your head on his shoulder.

“…okay, ten more minutes.”

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#3. Daniel Ricciardo

“How come you’re looking at me like that?” You asked, running a hand up his chest.

His smile was sleepy, playful - as his eyes ran across you. “You look messy.”

You rolled your eyes teasingly, before shoving him back lightly. “You don’t look too put together yourself, mister.”

“Hey, I like messy.” He purred, leaning over you. “In fact, I think we can make you even messier.”

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#4. Lando Norris

You scrunched up your nose as you felt a soft, minty breeze across your face. “Lan, what are you doing?”

“Bored, trying to wake you up.” He chuckled, grinning when you opened your eyes. “There you are… you look your cutest like this.”

“I just woke up.” You protested, hiding your face behind your hands - peeking between your fingers.

He smiled and took your wrists in his hands, pulling your hands away from your face to look deep into your eyes. “I know what I said.”

“Cheesy.” You giggled.

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#10. Pierre Gasly

“Sun... Too... Bright.” You groaned, burying your face into Pierre’s neck. “Turn it off.”

“Amour.” He chuckled, spreading his palm across your lower back - despite his teasing tone, he pulled you in closer. “As much as I love you, I do not have the power to turn the sun off.”

“Not good enough.”

“Hang on.” He lent away a little and tugged at the curtain - thankfully within reach. “Better?”

You peeked out from his neck before going straight back in. “Yeah, but I’m comfy here.”

“Then stay there as long as you need, Cherie.”

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#14. Fernando Alonso

“Good morning.” Fernando’s voice was gentle as you awoke. “Did you sleep well, corazón?”

“Mhm.” You grumbled, tilting your head up just a little to look into his eyes - leaning into his touch as he took your jaw in his hand.

“I can tell.” He chuckled softly, tracing over the red mark on your cheek - ever so gently using the tip of his thumb to remove a crust from the inner corner of your eye . “Most peaceful I’ve seen you for a while.”

“Always sleep better when you’re here, amor.”

He smiled tenderly. “I always sleep better beside you too.”

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#16. Charles Leclerc

You couldn’t help but smile as he pressed his lips lazily against yours, a warm hand coming up to rest on the side of your neck. His eyes sparkled with a soft warmth as he kissed you over and over, just relishing in the feeling of your lips against his.

“Mon ange, I don’t think I’m ever going to get out of bed if you keep letting me kiss you like this.” He hummed softly, his hand shifting to the nape of your neck - thumb brushing over your skin. “Can’t get enough for you.”

“Maybe I don’t want you to get out of bed, Charl.” You whispered, this time it was your turn to kiss him - giggling playfully as he rolled you onto your back. “Maybe, we just stay here all day.”

He laughed softly, shaking his head a little before leaning in to kiss you again. “Insatiable.”

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#18. Lance Stroll

Lance tilted his head, looking down at your form curled up into his side. “You awake yet?”

“No.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, I was gonna get us some breakfast but if you’re still sleeping?”

Suddenly your eyes were open and you sat up. “I’m up, I’m up.”

You looked down at him, his arm lazily tucked behind his head as he looked up at you - a cheeky smile on his face.

“You look awful comfy for someone who’s supposed to be getting me breakfast, Lance.” You quirked a brow.

Your cheeks heated as he hauled you down into his arms. “You made me wait, now it’s your turn. I need some attention first.”

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#20. Kevin Magnussen

You reached out, expecting to feel Kevin’s body but were instead met by a cold mattress. You smiled softly before slipping out of bed yourself - throwing on a robe and slippers before hunting him down.

“Kev.” You cooed, coming up behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle. “You should’ve woken me, I’ve missed you.”

“You just looked so cosy, elskede.” He chuckled. “Didn’t want to disturb you… I just did some chores.”

“You’ve just got home from a triple header, you should be relaxing.” You turned him to face you so you could take his face in your hands. “You’ve worked so hard, come back to bed. Let me take care of you.”

He smiled, turning to kiss your palm. “What kind of man would I be to say no to that?”

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#22. Yuki Tsunoda

“Wakey wakey.”

You cracked an eye open to see Yuki entering the room, a steaming tray in his arms - a yawn left your lips. “What you got there?”

“I made you breakfast.” He beamed, placing the tray on the bed so you could get a look at the spread.

Your eyes flickered briefly at the food before meeting his hopeful gaze. “…I love you. So much. You didn’t have to do all this.”

“I know, I just wanted to. I’ve not not been able to cook for you for a while and felt inspired. Eat, eat before it gets cold, please!”

“Ah, first.” You grinned, before giving him a kiss. “Now, I’ll eat.”

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#23. Alex Albon

The sun had only just started to creep through the curtains when Alex woke up, his long arms stretching above his head. He looked to his side to see you curled up with your back to him - your body only shifting slowly as you breathed. He should’ve left you to sleep but he yearned for your attention.

He shifted across the bed and placed a hand on your shoulder to gently shift you onto your back so he could pepper gentle kisses all over your face.

You opened your eyes and caught one of his kisses with your lips. “Good morning.”

“Hi.” He grinned. “Sleep well?”

“Like a baby. Glad to be awake now.” You hummed, pushing a hand through his hair. “Did you wake me up for a reason, though?”

You had to hold back a giggle as his cheeks flushed. “…just wanted your attention.”

“Mhmm, cute. Well, now you’ve got it - what have you got in mind?”

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#24. Zhou Guanyu

You lent your head against his chest - his hand in yours as you played with his fingers. The silence was comfortable as you just enjoyed each other's company.

There was never a need to fill the quiet with conversation, simply existing with each other made you feel content. You felt him press a soft kiss to your temple before settling even further into the bed.

You locked your hand with his and pulled it close to your chest, letting your eyes closed as you joined him settling in. It was exactly what you needed, and you could tell he felt the same.

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#30. Liam Lawson

Liam’s fingers were warm as they traced lines across your face - dipping into the indents left on your skin left by your deep sleep. Your eyes studied him as he focused so intently on you.

“Am I reminiscent of you when you take your helmet off post race?” You hummed, as you noticed his fingers across your cheekbones. “Like I’ve been squeezed into a race helmet.”,

He chuckled. “Mhmm, not quite. But it’s definitely a look. I mostly just like having the excuse to touch you.”

“You don’t need an excuse… touch me all you want.”

He grinned. “Now that’s what I like to hear.”

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#31. Esteban Ocon

He squinted as he turned over his phone, the bright light filling the dark room as he checked the time - he knew it had to be early, it was still dark out but this time of year, he couldn’t be certain. But when 5:41 stood strong on his screen he gently placed down his phone and sighed, rolling back over so he could snuggle back into bed.

Esteban reached out and carefully pulled you in close, smiling as you instinctively curled into his chest. He let his eyes flutter closed and let your breathing lull him back to sleep.

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#43. Franco Colapinto

“Franco! Morning breath!” You laughed as he chased your lips - your hands pressed against his chest.

He grinned that wicked smirk of his. “And I care why? I’ve kissed you after much worse.”

You felt your cheeks heat, finally letting him capture your lips in a kiss - his warm hands holding your face in place as he languidly moved his lips against yours.

His eyes twinkled when he pulled back. “Perfect way to start the day, no?”

“Just a kiss, huh?”

Within a flash his lips were on yours again, the once lazy movements replaced with fire. “You have no idea what you’ve just started, amor.”

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#44. Lewis Hamilton

As Lewis rolled over, you were already awake - quietly scrolling on your phone. He pushed himself up so he could press soft kisses to your shoulder.

“Good morning.”

“Mhm, hi.” You purred. “Your morning voice is hot.”

He laughed softly. “What?”

“You’re all gravely and deep, it’s sexy… say some more stuff.”

With a soft hum he sat himself up more, draping his arm across your shoulder.

“It’s definitely not as sexy as the noises you made last night, gorgeous…” He whispered. You preened as he began to press kisses to your neck before pulling back to look into your eyes. “Wanna make some more for me?”

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#55. Carlos Sainz

Carlos was well known for his luscious hair - dark and thick, even after a race he looked like a Disney prince. But any mornings that you found yourselves having the time for a lie in, you’d spend what felt like hours playing with it.

This morning was like no other, the strands tufting out in any which way - leaving you to smooth them down into position.

“Mi Vida, I will brush my hair when we get up.” He’d hum, every time, but never made the effort to move.

“You love it when I play with your hair, Carlos.” You’d tease. “You can’t fool me.”

“Okay, okay… it does feel nice. Fancy throwing in a little scalp massage as well?”

You giggled. “Don’t push it.”

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#63. George Russell

“What’s for lunch later?” You hummed, looking up from your book to George - the two of you making the most of his day off by staying in bed.

“I was gonna throw last nights pizza in the microwave.”

You gasped. “Criminal. Leftover pizza is better eaten cold.”

He raised a brow at you - the two of you always had harmless debates, so he wasn’t surprised by your comeback. “But then you don’t get the gooey cheese back.”

“The crust goes all floppy, Georgie.”

George placed his phone on the bedside table before lifting his arm so you can tuck into his side. “We could be debating this for hours, so how about I microwave mine and you can eat yours all cold and hard.”

“Perfect.”

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#77. Valtteri Bottas

“I feel like a slug.” You grumbled, stretching your arms and legs but unable to get the satisfying feeling you craved. “Do we have to get up?”

“No, but I’d quite like to cycle while it’s still cool out. You can stay in bed?”

You whined softly. “Nooo, I wanna spend the day with you I’m just tired.”

Val hummed softly, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose. “I’ll make us some coffee.”

“My hero.”

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#81. Oscar Piastri

”Has anyone ever told you that you look like a cat?” You pushed Oscar’s hair off of his forehead, giving his scalp a gentle scratch. “Especially when you’re sleepy.”

“Frequently.” He practically purred, leaning into your touch. “A polite cat, they call me.”

“Mhmm, definitely. Soft kitty.” You teased, twirling a piece of hair around your finger.

You watched as he adjusted his head so he could look at you, a sleepy smile on his face. “Don't mind it so much when you call me that, especially when I get head scratches.”

“You can have all the head scratches you want, Osc… if you go get me a cup of tea.”

“Deal.”

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I think I was slightly possessed by Franco when I was writing his section.

As I said, short and sweet just fluffy goodness. It wasn’t a super broad topic so I didn’t give myself much variety to work with but I hope you enjoy it anyway!!