˖⁺。˚⋆˙sickly sweet | OB38/87/whatever˖⁺。˚⋆˙
pairing: ollie bearman x driver!reader y/n (she/her)
genre: social media au, new relationship
warnings: very fluffy lol
summary: in which you & your new boyfriend act too sweet online and your friends are extremely overprotective !!!
a/n: ollie is deffo a new one for me lol im not rly a massive fan of writing driver!reader ngl but i did it for u anon pls appreciate <333
request!!!: driver!reader x Ollie bearman just them being sickly in love with one another and the other f1 drivers being protective about y/n
fc: various brunette girls from pinterest
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f1updates mclaren rookie driver y/n y/l/n seen at a sports game this weekend with f2 driver ollie bearman ♥️
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user1 are they dating??
user2 yea but it's pretty new i think
user3 omg so cute
user4 awww the way she's looking at him 🥹🥹
user5 TOO CUTEEE
user6 who is he??
user7 f2 driver lol and reserve driver for ferrari & haas
user8 idk who im more jealous of
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user9 OMGGG HELLOOO OLLIE
mclaren that better be papaya 👀
yourusername cheating on u with a mango 😕
mclaren 😵
user10 LOL? they are so unserious
landonorris cancel your weekend plans
yourusername excuse u
charles_leclerc we're staging an intervention
yourusername i wont be attending, sorry
maxverstappen1 oh dont worry y/n, we'll come to you 😊
yourusername guys please you cant "stage an intervention" just bc i have a bf now
carlossainz55 sure
user11 HAHAHA FREE HER
user12 ijbol they r so overprotective
alex_albon grid princess
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olliebearman ♥️🫶
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georgerussell63 read the room
landonorris 🤨
yourusername ignore them ollie
user13 LOLLLLL
olliebearman posted a story
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lilymhe cuties
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user14 omg im obsessed with u guys
user15 papaya prin 🥹🥹🥹
landonorris delete
carlossainz55 blocked and reported
maxverstappen1 watch your footing
alex_albon stay safe out there
olliebearman 😬😬😬
yourbff posted a story
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georgerussell63 not you too
yourbff awwww stop being a loser
charles_leclerc interesting
yourbff UR NOT HER FATHER 😂
user16 OMG GOALS
user17 they r sosososo cute tgthr
user18 i jus know the rest of the grid r spamming ur dm rn
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lilymhe the boys are so triggered and she dgaf
yourbff they are such little worms! free my baby y/n
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f1updates mclaren rookie driver y/n y/l/n spotted once again with f2 driver ollie bearman in romantic embrace, out for lunch at a fast food chain with friends during a week long break in the season !
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user19 my ollieyn heart
user20 ollie liking this omg he's down bad 😭
user21 obsessed with y/n finally noticing ollie when he drove for ferrari this season instead of when they were both in f2
user22 she's real for this
user23 no one can say tht girl isn't all about the racing
user24 lovethemlovethemlovethem
user25 im down bad crying at the gym😭
user26 would kill to see the grid group chat after this dropped 💀
user27 😂 they are so protective of the papaya princess
user28 as they should be tbh
maxverstappen1 not again...
f1updates MAX??!!
user29 what is max doing here 😂
olliebearman oh no.....
user30 screaming
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yourusername my first podium in f1 in freaking monaco 🥺 i wanna thank my family and friends, my team and my fellow drivers who made an impossible transition from idols to friends thank u so so much i can't believe this is my life 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
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olliebearman so proud 🧡
maxverstappen1 will let it slide for today
user31 LOL taking a day off
landonorris smashed it
charles_leclerc so proud! an honour to share the podium with you
alex_albon papaya QUEEN
georgerussell63 never doubted you for a second!
mclaren that's our girl 🧡
user32 eating the right fruit this time 😂
carlossainz55 no one else i'd rather be beaten by 😊
lilymhe my fav girl boss
user33 everyone loves her sm 🥹🥹
user34 so happy for her i cried fr
yourbff my little legend <3
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olliebearman congratulations to our y/n on her first f1 podium so unbelievably proud of you and in awe of everything you do everyday. i love you 🩷
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user35 OMGGG a whole post for her
user36 screaming this is so so cute
charles_leclerc ❤️❤️
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maxverstappen1 oh
yourusername 🤨?
carlossainz55 this is actually very nice
georgerussell63 ...agree
landonorris 😳
olliebearman no way
yourusername you won them over....
alex_albon FINALLY
user37 scream
user38 hahahaha awww they finally accepted ollie 🙏
user39 obsessed with everything about this omg
user40 I LOVE OLLIEYN
yourusername stop it you'll make me cry!!!! i love you so much i couldn't have done it without you
olliebearman well you could but i appreciate the sentiment 😘
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My Dearest, Cupid
a/n: happy valentine’s! i hate the transition. you can see i'm trying to tell something but i can't tell it properly. nothing too daring tbh.
cw: sub!thoma, cupid!thoma, dom!reader, gn!reader | wing kink(?), bondage, blindfold, implied voyeurism
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Thoma’s fingers shake as he continues writing on his notepad. This is his job, he has to get used to this at some point.
He observes, then he writes.
This is Thoma’s first time being directly assigned to someone. After all his hard work, he’s finally been promoted and is considered capable enough to handle humans.
His first mission is already a freebie, since his goal only concerns a single human, unlike the others who were known professionals who take more than he can even imagine.
The cupid follows you, continuing to take note of the things you do. He’s been doing this for a week now, his notepad filled with random information about you. He knows of your likes and dislikes, your hobbies, your measurements, your schedule…
Of course, it’s just because of his job. He doesn’t…see you in that way.
At this point, the time he’s taking to have you fall in love with someone else is already exceeding the average. He tells himself that it’s just to be careful, that he didn’t want to mess up his first day on the job. However, he can’t hide it from himself that he’s getting cold feet.
If it was Kazuha, he would have helped by whispering verses of love that could increase their human’s possibility of their confession being accepted.
On the other hand, his senior Ayato, would indirectly signal to their human by suggesting what clothes to wear, heightening their confidence about themselves.
Lastly, Miko would be the type to slip something in their human’s drink that would make them feel and look more seductive.
None of those suited Thoma. He’s not great with words to begin with, always seeming to overthink what it is that he says. He’s also not well-versed in the type of clothing that humans wear, so he can’t help in that area.
He sighs. While he could use gadgets that would make this mission easier, that didn’t seem fair or natural.
It doesn’t even look like you need his help anyways. You seem to be doing fine on your own. The only problem was, he doesn’t know who would be the perfect match for you.
Unfortunately, time is running out. He needs to fill up your love meter at the end of the day.
He decides based on what he knows. Your coworker looks the closest to you. All he needs to do is to shoot you with an arrow, and make sure that they’re the first person you see right after, giving you that little boost to profess the hidden love you have within your heart. Then, his objective is reached.
Thoma waits, aiming the arrow while you get out of your car. He sees you fix your hair, bending slightly so you can look into the mirror of your car. He takes a deep breath, swallowing all the anxiety away.
After parking your car, he readies his bow. He knows that your coworker will pass by this area at this time since there’s a meeting that’s scheduled for them today.
“Alright,” He whispers to himself, letting go of the arrow as soon as you exit your vehicle.
The arrow flies straight, hitting your chest directly. You stand there quietly, a weird feeling bursting from your chest. It’s a normal side-effect, so he doesn’t worry.
As he predicted, the coworker exits the building and notices you. They’re only a few feet away.
He counts the seconds left until your eyes meet…your body staying still as they walk towards you.
Everything was going to plan.
Was.
A car enters the parking lot, beeping for you to get away.
Oh no. This cannot be happening.
Your mind is still stunned, needing a few more seconds to recover.
His jaw drops in worry. No way the first human he gets assigned to dies because of an external factor.
He panics. He can’t let you die, but Thoma can’t be seen by humans either!
It’s one or the other. Either way, he’s screwed.
He’ll for sure get suspended for this.
Thoma goes quickly, grabbing your body in his hands and flying away from the situation. He made sure your coworker didn’t see anything, though disappearing out of nowhere is still suspicious.
He bites the bottom of his lips, his tiny wings fluttering in worry…
“Uhm, excuse me?”
Thoma looks down to see you conscious, still trapped in his arms.
He abruptly lets go, unsure of what to say as you stare at him. His wings shy away, this is the first time he’s been seen by a human. Thoma gazes down at the floor, waiting for you to say anything.
“Are you alright?” You question.
“I—Yeah! I-I’m fine!”
The guide to becoming a cupid never said anything about this!
“You know, you’re really pretty.” You blurt out.
Thoma laughs awkwardly, heat starting to show in his cheeks.
“Thank you…”
A compliment. A human is complimenting him. God, you’re complimenting him.
“Do you always wear that?” You ask, eyeing him from top to bottom.
Thoma nods at your question, starting to get embarrassed by what he’s wearing. It’s a lot different and more showy than what humans usually wear.
“You’re not going to introduce yourself?”
Thoma blinks.
Is he supposed to?
“I’m Thoma…I’m a cupid.”
He waits for you to react aggressively. You didn’t.
Instead, you tug the white fabric of his clothes and you look up at him to ask permission.
“S-Sorry. Is there a problem?” Thoma asks, letting you control his body.
You shook your head. Your hands hover over his body, framing it before touching skin against skin. He gasps a short and tense breath.
He stares into your eyes and decides that can’t do it anymore. He squeaks, accidentally letting go of his prized notepad, landing between your feet.
“Oh, you dropped this…huh.” Thoma looks anxious as you keep reading its contents.
“Cupid, you’ve been stalking me?”
You’re not mad, not at all. After all, how could you when a handsome fellow swoops in to save you? Granted, he was the one who put you in danger—
Still, the stressed angel in front of you doesn’t look like he means any harm. Especially not with the notes written on the papers…
Come on, cute doodles of you? Your favorite ice cream flavor?
“You were setting me up?” You conclude.
He nods.
“Thoma, you do know that coworker is married, right?”
The cupid blinks at you, wondering if he heard wrong.
“There’s a ring on his finger. Did you not see?”
He thinks, and then he realizes. You’re right.
He bows his head apologizing profusely.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m glad that at least ended with me meeting you.” You reassure.
“No, no. It isn’t supposed to be like this…” He sighs in disappointment.
“At this point, your love meter won’t be filled!” He exclaims.
You stand still, a soft giggle slipping out of you that turns into a loud laugh.
“I’m sorry. A what?” That name was obnoxious.
“I didn’t name it!” He argues. The more Thoma spends more of his time with you, the more he feels his chest aches.
“Right, right. So, how exactly do you fill it up?”
…
Thoma can’t see a single thing, red cloth covering his eyes.
His hands are tied behind his back. It’s silent, he can’t even hear your breathing to calm him down.
He understands that’s the point, to make him feel more sensitive, he’s…written about these in his notes.
That you’re that kind of lover who enjoys these kinds of things.
“I wonder, how much is it that you know about me?”
A lot, Thoma wants to answer. Though he shuts his mouth, knowing he’ll get into trouble if he says anything out of turn.
“Are you a pervert, Thoma?”
He shakes his head.
You hum disappointedly. “You’re not being honest. Should I read what this note says?”
His body tenses up. “W-What note?”
“Spying on me while I pleasure myself. Don’t you think that’s perverted?”
He’s glad he can’t see your face, he knows you’re shaming him and he won’t be able to take it to see you eyeing him like that.
Your hand slowly caresses his thigh, nothing extreme yet but he knows how this’ll end up.
“Pretty wings.”
A slight pinch of his wings sends the cupid whining, his whole body trembling. “D-Don’t…”
“Do all cupids act this slutty or is it just you?”
“My wings are sensitive…” He says, as if you can’t tell that already.
“Such soft feathers.”
He’s never been touched there intimately. His body reacts almost as if he was under some sort of love spell. Thoma’s body moves as you brush your fingers carefully. You were being gentle, yet somehow that annoys the cupid, he’s not that delicate.
He muffles the sounds emerging from his throat by pressing his face on the pillow. He doesn’t like hearing himself sound so whorish…for the lack of a better term. He writhes on the bed, laying on his stomach while he lets you have your way with him. His ass beautifully bouncing with each nudge.
His cock grinds on the soft cushion, the friction immensely satisfying him, a whimper spewing out. After a while his hips start moving on their own, the teasing of his wings getting to his mind.
“Are you that desperate, angel?”
“It feels good…” He says, moving away from the pillow. He can’t see it but he’s well aware of how he’s drooling on it.
“Alright, I’ll let you.”
He lets out a grateful hum, his wings fluttering as he positions himself. He then squirms as bright light greets him, your fingers taking off the blindfold. Thoma’s taken by surprise, seeing your smile and lifting his body up with ease.
The ties on his wrists make it difficult to resist. Not that he wants to, anyways.
You position him to face you, his hands still behind his back.
“Do it then, since you’re so desperate to get yourself off.”
His mouth gapes, not sure how to reply.
“I-In front of you?” He can’t even look you straight in the eye even when just having a normal conversation and you want him to…do that when he’s positioned like this?
“Must I remind you what your notes say again?” You tease.
“N-No! It’s okay. I’ll do it.” Thoma states.
He grits his teeth, his face burning while he starts moving his lower half.
He’s shaking but it’s more due to the fact that you’re staring at him while he moves his body as if he’s performing for you. He wishes he could put the blindfold back, to at least relieve himself of the humiliation and pretend that you aren’t there.
He can’t cover his mouth or his eyes, forced to sink in the shame.
Thoma’s not good at this, his movements are sloppy, and each tingle he feels has him needing to stop and take a breath before he could continue even further.
You’re not saying anything, just looking at him with boredom in your eyes. He worries. Did he do something wrong? Is he taking longer than you expected?
And just like that, he crumbles.
“P-Please look at me.” He begins to quicken himself, allowing his mouth to let out whatever lewd sounds it wants.
He looks at you, eyes half-lidded from how he knows that each thrust on the bed succumbs him even deeper and closer to his climax.
His pleas eventually mix with moaning. His voice gets louder as he chants your name, as if he’s fucking you when in reality all he’s doing is humping the bed pathetically.
Shit.
With a sultry whine, Thoma’s drenched in white.
White that matches his skin, his wings, his tears.
He trembles looking at you for some sort of approval. He excitedly awaits your response, seeing you come towards him.
“Great job.” The cupid expects a pat on the head with those words, though what comes after was more surprising.
A soft kiss planted on his lips, perfectly soothing away all his worries. The cupid’s heart feeling as if he’s the one struck with the arrow.
Oh no.
He’s supposed to make you fall in love, not him!
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