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cheriladycl01 · 3 months

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Double the Interviews - Oscar Piastri x GreekOlympicTennis! Reader

Plot: WAG duties consist of you literally being in more interviews than Oscar because of your outgoing and bubbly personality.

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"Y/N can we have a minute of your time please?" an interviewer asks pulling you away from your friend who you look over at. She smiles at you and nods, making her way back to the McLaren garage.

"How are you feeling about the race tomorrow?" he asks and you put a serious face on.

"Yeah, I think the car's got good pace, looking to be in some top positions and I'm excited to see what happens!" you nod and the interviewer holds back their laugh.

"Spoken like a true driver!" he chuckles and you start to laugh as well.

"How are you feeling knowing come summer you'll be competing in the Olympics for Greece in Paris while Oscar is also competing in his own sport?" he asks and you nod, carefully listening to the question to not misunderstand him.

"Yeah of course. You know it's always hard when you have those conflicting schedules especially in athlete relationships. You know I'm still competing in ATP and I have been for a while, and then going into the Olympics on top of that is just immense. I get to travel with my best friend who I've played tennis with since 3 years old but at the same time Osc isn't there all the time. I think that's why today is just so important to me, to be here to support him at his home race!" you smile to the man in front of you who slowly pulls the mic back towards him.

"Will we be seeing Oscar at the Olympics this year?" he asks.

"I think at this stage it's hard to tell, F1 has the longest and busiest schedule to date this year and there's more stress and pressure on the drivers than ever with all the changes taking place ahead of 2025 and 2026, so you know I'd love Oscar to be able to come and see me take home another medal, but again it's one of those moments where you can't be in two places at once!" you explain, knowing he'd already planned to come for your first event of the summer, and would try and stay with you, until it ended for you. But even he didn't know when McLaren would request for him in Woking, or if he'd go home to spend a little needed time with his family.

"Well, I think it's safe to say we are all wishing for Gold for you again this year. Good luck to you and Y/BFF/N who we did see earlier, but dipped away last minute before i could invite her!" he smiles at you, and you smile back.

"You'll see us at the Olympics up at the very top. We promise!" you give the camera a cheesy grin before saying your goodbye's and leaving him to question the next driver who was eagerly waiting behind you.

"There you are!" you hear the Australian accent you knew all to well from your left.

"Hey baby!" you smile, leaning up and placing a soft kiss on Oscar's cheek.

"Saw Y/BFF/N come back without you, when she told me you were stolen for an interview i thought i'd come see if you needed saving" he softly tells you placing a light and gentle hand in your smiling softly down at you.

"Ah, you see baby that is where we are completely and utterly different. I love talking to all your work colleagues!" you say, pulling his hand along so you can both walk back together. You wave at people as you walk past saying small hello's and posing for any camera's you spot in your peripheral.

"You consider the media work colleagues of mine?" he asks with a low laugh that has you cocking your head to one side in question.

"You don't?" you offer back.

"No, my colleagues are my team and the other drivers!" he admits with a blank look on his face that just screams that no cogs are turning up there.

"I mean, you work with the media every time your here. I'd say you work with them, they might not be on your team but they are still apart of your sport!" you admit, he goes to argue but you put a soft finger on his lip.

"Would you consider my ball boy's as my colleagues?" you ask, and he thinks for a second before sighing and nodding.

"There you go then! F1 interviewers are your work colleagues and i like talking to them, they always have very insightful questions!" you smile.

"Insightful or invasive?" he queries looking across at you, brows a little furrowed.

"Damn, you really are a young Kimi Raikkonen. I see what the fans mean now!" you laugh at his expression which quickly tries to change but the frown lines remain.

"God, we need to go back to my mum's for some rest and relaxation" you sigh, starting to massage his wrist and up his arm making him sigh.

"Mmmm, we do I really miss that one dish that she makes us!"

"The Tzatziki with the roasted meat and vegetable kebabs or Moussaka?" you ask looking over at him knowing he enjoyed both.

"Oh! I was thinking of the Moussaka, but the Tzatziki is good. My trainer actually said that it was the perfect mix!" he admitted, still holding that blank expression.

"But he tells you off for the Honey Cake!" you sigh knowing that it was a delicacy you didn't get very often too, being an athlete and all meant that you had to have a very strict diet and couldn't lie to your trainer about cheat days you'd have.

"Okay but that Honey Cake is lethal! You cant stop when you start eating it!" he says before starting to quietly ramble about all his favorite foods as you enter the confides of his driver room away from the public eye.

You cant help but just watch and smile at him, people rarely get to see this funny talkative side of Oscar that could actually out ramble you sometimes which should be near impossible as you were very much a yapper. Especially when you got passionate and would slip in some of you mother tongue without realizing.

"What?, Why are you staring at me?" he asks, after realizing he'd started to rant.

"I just love watching you talk, you nose scrunches when you get passionate about a topic and it's cute" you smile, looking down knowing he'd be a blushing mess.

"Shut up! You are the yapper here, start yapping!" he says, making you burst out laughing while he goes to sit down on the small sofa.

"I'm going to miss you next week!" you sigh as you sit down on his lap where he wraps his arms tightly around you and rests his head in the crook of you neck.

"I know, but I'll come see you at your next tournament after the triple-header!" he smiles, kissing against your neck your body relaxing against his.

"It's just hard, god I'm clingy!" you attempt to laugh the tears away.

"Lando wants to know if you and Y/BFF/N are down for a rematch" he smirks changing the conversation to a more light-hearted one.

"Oh you boys are so on!" you grin.

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-> y/user: does the gold medal mean nothing to you?

-> landonorris: not really :0

-> y/user: well … Osc?

-> oscarpiastri: don’t involve me :(

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theemporium · 2 months

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hey girl! i was wondering if i could order a drink? i was thinking a dirty flirtini with Oscar with the prompt "the fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me" - maybe it's the first time oscars been really bold and she's surprised but definitely not complaining - or you can make something new!

also holy shit 10k congrats you deserve it and so much more ily <33

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

23. "The fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me."

Oscar would never consider himself a big drinker, Australian stereotypes be damned.

A big part of that was the fact he never really had a chance to drink or party. Despite what people assumed about the lavish life of a Formula One driver, nine times out of ten, he was too tired to even keep his eyes open on the elevator ride up to his hotel room, let alone go out to a club after the race. He wasn’t even sure how some of the other drivers managed to do it.

However, it was the race weekend just before summer break and it seemed like he didn’t have much of an excuse but to go out with the rest of the paddock—especially with Lando threatening to drag him out of his hotel room to do so.

And honestly, he hadn’t planned to drink much that night. He thought he would nurse a few drinks over a couple of hours, show his face for a decent amount of time and talk to a couple of people before he could sneak off.

That plan quickly went down the drain when Oscar noticed you were hanging around the McLaren group for the night and the nerves had him chugging down drinks far faster than he should have.

Next thing he knew, he was drunk and giggly and, because the universe was against him, left alone with you.

If he was sober, it wouldn’t have been that bad. Oscar had gotten pretty good at hiding his obvious feelings for you, considering he had been doing as much since his first day. He thought it was a fleeting crush, one that would disappear as the season continued.

Unfortunately for him, it did not. And even more unfortunately for him, it seemed like drunk Oscar didn’t have the same control over the words leaving his lips.

“You look really pretty today,” was the first thing for him to blurt out.

You turned to face him in the booth you both were huddled in. You raised your brows in surprise, but there was a smile on your face which was a good sign for him, at least.

“Just today?” You teased.

“No,” he said, so definitely as he shook his head in response. “You are pretty every day. I always think it. I just don’t say it. Which is stupid because I should tell you but I don’t want you thinking I am some weirdo who just stares at you all day. But Lando says I am already.”

“I wouldn’t think you are a weirdo, Osc,” you reassured him.

“I like the way you say my name, too,” Oscar mumbled out, leaning his head against the back of the booth as he turned to look at you. “Like, so much better than when anyone else says it. I think everyone else should be banned from saying it because it will never sound as pretty as it does when you say it.”

Your grin widened. “You’re really talkative tonight, I’ve never seen you like this.’

Oscar blinked. “Do you want me to shut up?”

You opened your mouth, but he bet you to it.

“Because the fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me,” he blurted out. And this time, he at least had the decency to look flustered by his own words.

Your palm felt warm when it landed on his arm. “And if I don’t want you to shut up?”

“Uh,” Oscar cleared his throat. “You can still kiss me, if you want. I won’t complain. Like, at all. If anything, I would probably—”

But he never quite got the chance to finish what he was saying. Not that he really remembered, not when you had placed your lips on his and every coherent thought disappeared from his brain.

“Yeah,” he murmured against your lips. “Told you it would shut me up.”

You laughed, smiling fondly. “I happen to quite like your rambles, Osc. Just as much as your kisses.”

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venusacrossthestars · 2 months

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I <3 Australians

pairing- Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

summary: You had an obsession with Australians, your boyfriend and love for the Australian band 5 Seconds of Summer proved as much. So what better way to show your girlfriend you love her than take her to see her other fave Australians?

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a/n- HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML OSCAR PIASTRI this is the self-indulgent fic I have been talking about. I am a 5SOS stan and idc if this flops or not because I truly only wrote this for me. also this isn't edited bc I could not be bothered to do so

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You had a thing for Australians, your boyfriend was proof of that. But even before you met Oscar, you had been a fan of the Australian band- 5 Seconds of Summer. While other girls were in their One Direction phase, you were busy fawning over the 4 Australians. You were one of lucky few that were able to see both when 5SOS opened for One Direction. You were a stan, all of your family and friends knew it. But most importantly Oscar knew it as well.

He was familiar with the band, they were after all from the same country. He became even more familiar with them after the two of you got to together. Anytime he picked you up and graced you with the aux cord, chances were that 5 Seconds of Summer was blasting through the speakers. Oscar didn’t mind, the music was half bad either, not that he would ever say anything negative about it to you.

So when he saw that tickets were on sale for there newest tour and that one of the UK dates just happened to line up with a non-race weekend, he was quick to purchase tickets. The hardest part of this whole ordeal was keeping it quiet from you. Which is exactly why Oscar only lasted 24 hours before spilling the beans.

Today was Oscar and yours designated ‘lazy day’, no responsibilities, no worries, a day filled with absolutely nothing. Oscar had gone into your shared office about 20 minutes ago, what he was doing, you had no clue and frankly you were too busy watching Bones to really care.

You watch as Oscar appears from his office, hands behind his back hiding something from your view, “I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes.”

You quirk an eyebrow at Oscar’s sudden exclamation. “Should I be scared?” You ask, as you sit up on the couch.

“No. Just close your eyes.”

You do as he ask, trusting him fully. You feel him place something in your lap, however, it was too light to for you to fully make out what it was.

“Ok, you can open them.”

As you open your eyes you look down at your lap. You weren’t sure what to expect but it surely wasn’t a folded piece of paper. “A piece of paper?”

Oscar rolls his eyes at your comment, “Look what’s written on it.”

You unfold the paper and it takes a few seconds for to comprehend what is on it. You look at Oscar then back down at the paper, back to Oscar, back to the piece of paper and finally back to Oscar. “You didn’t,” is all you can say.

“I did.”

“Oscar this isn’t funny. I swear to God if you are joking you are sleeping on this couch.” On that little folded piece of paper is written confirmation for 2 VIP pit tickets for the 5 Seconds of Summer Show.

“Surprise!” Oscar shouts, face scrunched up from smiling so hard.

You launch yourself from the couch and into his awaiting arms. You pepper his face with kisses. “Thank you- Thank you-Thank you. You are literally the best boyfriend ever.”

“You don’t need to thank me baby. I know how much you love them.”

Your smile widens into a grin. You reach up to pinch his cheeks, “Don’t worry you’ll always be my favorite Australian.”

“I better be.”

The weeks leading up to the concert were difficult for you. You were torn in between wanting to know the setlist and not. You had done your best to stay in the dark with majority of the songs you did however know one thing they were going to be doing.

“Osc, they throw a giant inflatable dice into the crowd and whatever song it lands on when it’s back up on stage is the surprise song they play!”

Oscar shoots you a confused look. The two of you were on your way to the venue and you couldn’t stop talking off Oscar’s poor ear about the concert. You tired to reel in your excitement and everytime you apologized for being so excited, Oscar, like the good boyfriend he is, would tell you not to worry and that he loved seeing you so excited.

“And,” you begin again, “one of my favorite songs is on the dice!”

“Which one?”

“English Love Affair!”

Oscar nods, “Isn’t that the one about Harry Styles’ sister?”

“Yes! I can’t believe you remembered.”

“See I know a thing or two.”

“So proud of you baby,” you lean over and press a kiss to his cheek.

You managed to convince Oscar to dress the part of 2014 grunge 5SOS, not that it was a challenge considering majority of pants this man owned were skinny jeans. You had your own get-up, black skinny jeans (that you had to dig out for your side of the closet), black converse, a white baby tee with a graphic that read ‘I <3 Australians’ and a red flannel tied around your waist. Adorning your wrist were the multiple friendship bracelets you had made.

You could only be described as Wattpad Y/N. When Oscar had seen your shirt he had raised a questioning brow and had asked “I hope that shirt only means me.”

After going through security you and Oscar were officially in the venue. Oscar was in search of something to eat and you were on the hunt for the merch stand.

“What do you want to eat?” Oscar asks you as you stand in concession line.

“Hmmm,” you take a peek at the menu, “I’ll have a pretzel.”

Oscar, ever the gentleman, pay for both of your snacks and drinks. You barely have your food in hand before you are dragging Oscar to the merch stand.

The line was long enough that the two of you could eat and silently debate with yourself what you wanted to get.

Oscar leans his head on your shoulder, “You have to get the papaya hoodie.”

You roll your eyes, “You’re so pretentious, it’s literally orange.”

“Still you look good in orange.”

“I better considering I wear it nearly every weekend.”

While in line you chat with a few other fans, exchanging bracelets, predictions and hopes of what the dice song will be. You are interrupted by the feeling of eyes on you and Oscar, you glance over your shoulder to see a group of girls huddled in a circle. One of them is pointing to Oscar and yourself.

You eventually get your merch, Oscar insisting on getting the ‘papaya’ hoodie for you. As the two of you were walking to the wristband station, you one of the girls from the group from earlier approaching.

“Excuse me,” one of them asks timidly, “you’re Oscar Piastri, right?”

Oscar nods his head, “That’s me.”

“Okay, that’s what my friend thought,” she points over to where her other friends are standing, all now much more interested in their shoes, “I’m really sorry to interrupt your date but I wanted to ask if it’s okay if we could take a picture with you.”

Oscar looks at you and you nod your head. He knows he doesn’t need permission, but today was supposed to be a day for the two you. “Sure, we can take some pictures.”

After your run in with Oscar’s fans the rest of night moves in a blur and before you know it the lights dim and the crowd starts to grow crazier, yourself included.

You grab Oscars arm, “It’s starting oh my god, oh my god.”

Oscar rubs your hair, “Are you excited?”

“Is the sky blue?”

The overtune starts and you can see Ashton, Micheal, Luke, and Calum take their places on stage. The familiar instrumental beginning of ‘Bad Omens’ fills your ears and you can hardly contain your scream.

Oscar watches in adoration as you sing along, knowing every word. He can’t help but join in. You might’ve not known the setlist, but Oscar did. He added it to his Spotify the night he bough tickets and listened to it when he could. He wanted to make sure that he could sing along with you.

The first 3 songs pass in a blur- Bad Omens, 2011, Caramel- and not knowing the setlist proved to be the right choice on your part because when Blender starts you nearly make Oscar deaf with your scream.

“I’d die for you, I’d die for you, I’d die for you,” you sing looking Oscar directly in the eye. He only shakes his head at you antics. You bop and dance around to the chorus, grabbing Oscar to join in on your chaos and by the second verse he is fully dancing along with you.

Everyone is bumping into each other having a blast, personal space be damned. You were to high on life to care about the repercussion that you would be facing tomorrow-bruised feet and a sore throat.

More songs play and the boys interact with fans, your screaming and hollering along with them. Oscar’s face lights up at the beginning of ‘She’s Kinda Hot’ and he turns to you with a grin on his face, “I know this one!”

“My girlfriends bitchin’ cause I always sleep in. She’s always screaming when she’s callin’ her friend. She’s kinda hot though!” Oscar sings along, wiggling his eyebrows at you when he sings the last line.

Rolling your eyes you give him a light shove away from you. You take a moment to admire Oscar, thankfully that you have a loving boyfriend that would take you to see your other favorite Australians.

The mood takes a 180 when the chords of ‘Amnesia’ fill the venue. You can’t help the tears that line your eyes and the shakiness of your voice when you sing along. Oscar looks at you, concern etched on his face, you wave him off. It was just a sad song, that’s all.

The lights dim and on the big screen you see Ashton, Luke, Micheal and Calum in there suit get up. You know what time it was- Dice time. They explain the rules, if the dice isn’t back on stage within a minute then they’ll be picking the song instead.

Luke hurls the dice into the crowd and the timer begins. Hands are flying up as the dice moves across the pit, you and Oscar watch and before you know it the dice is coming towards the two of you. You stand on your tippy toes to help Oscar, and the other around you, push it back towards the stage.

“That was strangely horrifying,” Oscar tells you.

“Not something I would want to see coming towards me again.”

The dice lands on stage and you have both your fingers crossed, praying that it’s English Love Affair. You look at the screen to see the graphic stop on English Love Affair, and the noise that escapes you is hardly human. All Oscar can do it laugh at your reaction.

Just like with the rest of the songs, you sing along, there is however a little more passion when you sing along to this one. “The picture burning in my brain, kissing in the rain. No, I can't forget my English love affair.”

Oscar wraps his arms around your middle and rest his head on your shoulder, he still couldn’t believe that this song was about Harry Styles’ sister. Oscar may not admit it but every time you told him about any celebrity tea, he always listened. And granted this was old news, but it was new to him the first time he heard this song.

You were panting at the end of the song. “Having fun babe?” You ask Oscar, hoping that your little performance didn’t scare him off.

“I am. I thought you had some performances in the car, but those are nothing compared to what I just watched.”

Before you know it, ‘She Looks So Perfect’ is playing, signaling that the end of the concert is near. You know that the post concert depression would be hitting extra hard the next morning. As the final chord plays and the boys bow off stage you turn to Oscar, asking him if he is ready to go.

“There are two more songs left, for the encore.” He tells you, still planted in his spot.

You shoot him a look, “How do you know that?”

You watch as Oscar’s cheeks grow red, “I might’ve learned the setlist so I could sing along with you. And trust me, you don’t want to miss these ones.”

You knew that they would probably come back out to play ‘Youngblood’ it was their most popular song, however you weren’t sure why Oscar was so insistent that you wanted to hear the other one.

So when they came back on stage and the familiar ‘Oh-whoa’s’ graced your ears you nearly burst into tear. You weren’t expecting to hear ‘Outer Space’ live, ever. You had made peace with this fact so you really couldn’t help it when tears started streaming down your face.

Oscar knew of your history with the Sounds Good Feels Good album, that was an album that you related to so closely, he also knew how much Outer Space/Carry on meant to you.

Oscars hand, now wrapped around your shoulders, brought you closer into his chest as you sang along, softer than you had been singing the entire night, “ I will wait for you, to love me again… I guess I was running, from something. I was running back to you.”

Oscar leans his head in closer and presses a soft kiss into your cheek. Oscar reaches into his back pocket and hands you his phone, flashlight already on, so you could join in with everyone else.

“The darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side,” Oscar sings along. And while you couldn’t see him, you knew that he was looking at you with nothing but love his eyes.

The two of you sway in each others embrace, singing along to the ending-

Nothing like the rain, nothing like the rain

When you're in outer space, when you're in outer space

Nothing like the rain, nothing like the rain

When you're in outer space , when you're in outer space

Love me like you did, love me like you did

I'll give you anything, I'll give you anything

Love me like you did, love me like you did

I'll give you anything, I'll give you anything

You turn in Oscars arms, you bring your hands up to cup his face and pull him in for a sweet kiss. It wasn’t the most romantic kiss the two of you have shares, you were both sweaty, tired, you definitely had tears running down your face, and there was probably some snot in the mix. It might’ve not been the most romantic, but it was something so personal and that’s all that you needed.

a/n: also as I said this was extremely self-indulgent and ik you can def tell. but in all seriousness 5SOS is my favorite band and their album- Sounds Good Feels Good is the album to listen to if you need to get some feels out. I cry every time I listen to Outer Space/Carry on.

I was lucky enough to see them last year at the '5 Seconds of Summer Show' and hearing Outer Space live was an out of body experience. If you ever need some song recommendations for a certain mood, they have a song for nearly everything.

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fast cars: oscar piastri

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jack, trevor and cole navigated their way through the paddock in montreal once again. however this time, you were joining them for the weekend.

"wait we're only allowed inside one garage this weekend?" trevor asked as you walked past the motorhomes.

you led the crew towards the mclaren motorhome as the three boys took in their surroundings. this was not what they experienced last time they were here.

this all happened when your teammate mentioned being at the race with his friends, you mentioned also going and managed to pull some strings into getting passes.

"trev, we're lucky we're allowed inside a garage," cole muttered.

you halted before the garage and turned to all three guys. "rules for the weekend. no switching teams, if you don't want to wear papaya then wear a different colour. be respectful to the drivers and their cars, think of them as if someone's trying to touch your sticks before a game".

the boys thought you were done and were about to enter the garage when you stopped them one last time. "and finally, have fun this weekend," you concluded.

the three hockey players gave each other confused looks before following after you.

one of the mechanics noticed you first and waved before gesturing to where your boyfriend was. you smiled, thanked them and headed off in the direction they pointed at.

jack, trevor and cole waited at the back as they saw you approach lando and oscar. the first three were confused as to how settled you felt in the environment.

"do you think she works here over the summers?" trevor asked. jack side-eyed his best friend before rolling his eyes. "that wouldn't make sense z cause then how does she train," he answered, playing along.

trevor nodded in understanding before watching as lando came over to give you a hug. "I bet she's dating that one," jack pointed to the standing brit.

cole and trevor scoffed. "what makes you think that?" cole asked.

"how else would she get these amazing tickets," jack pointed out in a duh tone.

the three boys argued over who you could be dating as you caught up with lando. they shut up quickly when they noticed you walking over to them.

"jack, trevor and cole, this is lando norris. lando this is my teammate jack and his friends trevor and cole," you introduced them.

the boys shook hands with each other and started with a small conversation when a pair of hands wrapped around your waist and lifted you up.

you shrieked before turning around to hug your boyfriend. oscar wasted no time in placing his lips on yours in a soft kiss before resting his forehead on yours.

"i have missed you so much," he muttered.

you nodded "i missed you to osc,"

the two of you were made aware of your fellow companions when lando began clearing his throat. "I definitely did not miss that," he grumbled.

you stuck your tongue at him and turned to your other friends. "oscar this is my teammate jack and his friends cole and trevor. guys, this is my boyfriend oscar,"

“does that mean all your trips to europe have been for him?” jack asked.

you nodded and leaned into your boyfriend. “oscar and i barely get to see each other with our conflicting schedules so when he’s on break he’s been down to see our game and when i’m off i go see his races,” you explained.

jack nodded and then gasped. “is that why you didn’t want to host thanksgiving! it wasn’t cause you were sick it’s cause you were holed with your boyfriend!” he exclaimed.

you blushed and nodded as oscar kissed your head.

“i’ve got to go love but i’ll see you and the guys for dinner with logan and lando,” oscar bid farewell.

“i cant believe you’re dating a racing driver,” trevor mumbled. you smiled at the boy, turning to watch as oscar drove onto the track.

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russellsppttemplates · 3 months

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It's just the beggining (Oscar Piastri)

Oscar hasn't done or said anything, so you're taking matters into your own hands

Note: english is not my first language. It's my first Oscar piece and I'm nervous posting this, but hopefully you enjoy it! 🫶

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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Cw: mentions reader's grandparents' health issues, mentions the situation with McLaren and Daniel, insomnia

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"Hey, Y/N!", James called you once he saw you walk by his classroom, "hey", you greeted back, adjusting your books on your arms.

"There is a new kid, I'm sure you know, Oscar Piastri his name is, and apparently he's staying the long weekend too, like you", he trailed off, not knowing if he was stepping further than he should.

"Yes, I am staying, it's okay to talk about it", you gave him tight lipped smile, "well, I was hoping you'd keep him company - he's a bit shy, but he's very fun to be around and the teacher also thought it would be good since you're both staying", he reasoned as you nodded.

You had to stay back because your grandparents didn't live in England, and because of their old age and problems that naturally arose with that, your parents had to fly out and spend sometime with them, meaning you didn't have anyone back home, so you stayed. As for Oscar, you found out that he was staying back because his family was in Melbourne.

"At first, I just had online schooling, but it got trickier to manage and my dad needed to go back to work so I had to stay back", he explained when you asked him why he was there, "and I hope I can focus on racing, but you already know that", he scoffed softly.

"I don't think I do, I'm sorry", you narrowed your eyes, genuinely unaware of what he was talking about.

After he told you all about his career until that moment, as well as his hopes and dreams, he chuckled, "you really didn't know?", he wondered.

"I didn't! The girls said something about you moving here but I didn't listen much, I'm not that into gossip and my memory is like Dory's, I can never keep up with the latest who likes who and who flirted with what's his face", you earnestly replied.

For the first time since he arrived at the school, he felt like he could really trust someone and he could hope for new friendships on this side of the world.

You were there for his final race in F4, clapping at him on the podium, and even F3 and F2 despite your university deadlines, always making sure you could support him in every way you could.

"Hey, Osc", you said over the phone, setting your pen down the desk and swivelling in the chair. You wanted to get as much knowledge and experience as possible, so you applied to do a internship in a physiotherapy clinic near your apartment during the summer.

"Hey, Y/N, how are you doing?", he asked as you could notice the antsyness on his voice.

"I'm good, it's a bit of a slow day here, my supervisor said I could read up on a few articles", you mused, "is everything okay?", you asked.

"I was wondering if you wanted to have dinner tonight", he began, "you can come to my flat if that's okay, I'll order something in since I can't be trusted in the kitchen", he suggested.

"Fine by me, I'd like that, sounds really nice", you smiled, "I'll see you soon, then", you added, not wanting to dwell much on the fact that he didn't answer your question.

When you left the clinic, you walked to Oscar's place since the sun had graced you for the day and it was still nice to be out. Knocking on the door, you waited for him to open it, "I'm still in my scrubs as I didn't see the need to change", you said as you walked inside, hugging Oscar after dropping your backpack on the floor.

"Hey, you look nice, don't worry about it", he smiled as he led you to the living room, "I had to go and get the take out myself, but it's still warm", he said as you sat at the dining table.

"Now can you tell me if there's something wrong?", you wondered as you poured some of the wine he kept for you at his place on your glass.

"I have something to tell you actually", he played with his glass while he fought the smile on his lips, "this weekend I finally had some conversations with McLaren", he began.

"McLaren?", you asked as you served yourself of the food in front of you, taking some bimi brocoli and then some of the warm noodles.

"Yes, McLaren. We finally spoke about contracts and, this morning, I signed the official driver contract for next season", he stated as if he was saying that the sun had been out today.

"You did what? Since when has this been in the works?", you gasped, dropping the kitchen utensils and looking at him intently, "you're driving for McLaren next season?", he nodded, "like, driving on track? Oh my Goodness, Oscar! That's amazing!", you got up and hugged him, "why didn't you lead with that?", you pinched the nape of his neck playfully as you kept the tears from falling from your eyes. This was his dream and he was getting to live it as early as the end of the year when pre season preparations began.

"I didn't want to tell you over the phone", he shrugged his shoulders.

"But how? This is huge, Oscar!", you smiled, your teeth showing and eyes squinting with how high your cheeks rose.

"There were a lot of conversations about it, specially the last few weeks", Oscar explained, "they still want to keep it quiet", he warned.

"So you're driving alongside Lando?", you wondered. You only followed motorsport and the Formula series because of your bestfriend, so the assumption you made was based on what you had seen and read.

"Yes, hence why they want to keep it quiet, I've only told you and my family", he mentioned, "my manager knows that, obviously, but I really need you to keep quiet about it", he smiled.

"Absolutely, don't worry!", you assured, "this is so amazing Oscar! You're going to drive in Formula One! Aren't you amazed?", you beamed.

"I put in the work too, you know?", he dramatically feigned offense as you hugged him tighter, "this is your dream, Osc", you cooed, letting the tears fall freely down your cheeks as you swayed you both around, "I'm so proud of you", you hiccuped, holding his head close to your lips so you could kiss his forehead.

"Let's eat, this is getting cold", your best friend urged as the situation for more intimate and brought you closer and closer to the thing he had been avoiding for nearly a year.

The feelings he had been arbouring for you weren't just friendship. How could he keep himself from being in love with you? You had been there with him and for him when he was alone in a new country, being the other shy kid that spent the long weekend im boarding school, and since then you had been attached by the hip. You were kind, caring, intelligent, beautiful inside and outside and anyone would be a fool to not see why Oscar felt the way he did about you.

"I'm just going to a training camp, Y/N, I do these every year!", Oscar reasoned as you groaned.

"Who am I going to complain to about university? Or how noisy my neighbours are? I'm going to die of boredom", you stated, "when you come back, I will have ceased to exist because of boredom and lack of attention", you exaggeratedly threw yourself on your sofa.

"You won't, silly", he chuckled, pulling you up since his trainer was picking him up soon, "you're going to go out and enjoy yourself, okay? You'll barely notice I'm gone", he tried as you helped him with his suitcases down to the door.

"I'll miss you", you muttered as you hugged him, "enjoy your training camp!", you smiled as you pulled away, waving at him before you made your way to your place.

Getting on with the project you had to hand in at the end of the week, you got it all through to the end, leaving time to proofread later.

You clicked on the folder where you kept your photos and videos, looking through them and reliving all of the memories you had in there.

Most of them had Oscar somehow, wether it was a screen grab from one of your FaceTime calls when he was at races, picnics in the park and lazy days at your place.

You had to admit it, for your sake and Oscar's sake as your friendship was on the line. At first you thought it was just the fact that a boy seemed to want to spend time with you, so you put it to that. Recently, however, things changed perspective and you felt stronger feelings and emotions when you thought about him.

You loved spending time with him and cherished every single hour he chose to spend with you whenever he didn't have racing related duties. Every time he hugged you, you clung just a little longer to feel hia body against yours and his arms enveloping you.

Whenever someone approached you in the rare times you went out clubbing with your friends, "I have a boyfriend" became more a wish and a need rather than some made up excuse to get guys to leave you alone.

So, to sum it up, you either had an honest conversation with him or continued to dwell on feelings you couldn't keep to yourself.

"Y/N just sent me a picture of her notes, can you believe they ask them to know all of that?", he showed his trainer Kim while they had lunch after a strenuous workout.

"I had to learn most of that, too", he said nonchalantly, not necessarily diminishing your competences and intelligence but letting Oscar know that maybe his infatuation with you had a source elsewhere.

"Y/N is very smart, I'm sure she'll do really well - oh, she sent me a picture, she's all dressed up!", he said as he inspected the mirror picture. He assumed it was a requirement for your presentation, as you usually preferred comfy attire, since you had a pair of trousers and a shirt, some small heels on your feet and your bright smile that left him feeling butterflies in his stomach every single time, "she looks gorgeous", he said as he texted you the same words along with wishes of good luck.

"Something you'd like to say?", Oscar quesioned when he felt Kim's eyes on him as he put the phone back on the table, screen down.

"I'm just here wondering why you're not together", the trainer offered simply after he wiped his mouth on the napkin.

"No, we are not together, at least not yet", he mused. The thought had crossed his mind, admitting how he felt about you before the season began. If everything went belly up and you didn't feel the same and didn't see him that way, he would occupy his time and channel all of his energy into racing; if you did feel the same, he would have been worrying for nothing and would have a extra spring up his step for his first season in Formula One.

"Good to know you're working on it", Kim waved his fork at Oscar, "now we need to finish this and we'll do some recovery stretches", he announced as Oscar groaned, prolonging his meal as long as he could.

Today, Oscar was coming back from Lanzarote and you couldn't wait to speak to him. Lately, it all dawned on you.

It happened a couple of nights ago, a slight insomnia episode keeping you up when you thought about what things would be like from now on. Oscar would travel a lot more, and he would be in a much public role compared to his previous one. It would seem stupid to other people, but a lot more people would know him, and you were sure they would fall in love with him. How could they not? Hence why you wanted to quit those thoughts while you were ahead of them.

I'm on the cab to your place, it should take another 10 minutes and Can't wait to see you, Oscar texted you just as you finished tidying your living room.

You missed him dearly, so when you threw yourself into his arms, you didn't let go as he kicked his suitcases into your apartment while still holding close to him, "I kind of need to get my backpack off my back, and I can't do that if I don't set you somewhere - only for a bit at the very least", Oscar suggested after trying to balance you against his body with one arm but he didn't feel safe enough to let you go without you falling.

Reluctantly, you got back down, feet back on the floor as he discarded his backpack before he tapped your hip twice, "up again, I want a proper hug", he mumbled as you jumped back, his hands protectively holding your thighs up as he nuzzled his face on your neck, "I need you so, so much", he sighed.

"I missed you too", you replied back, "and I don't ever want to miss you like this when I don't know how to feel about you", you forwarded. Now or never, you thought as you jumped out of his hold and faced him.

"I missed you like I have never missed you before, not even when you go a visit your family or when you went away for triple headers - and I've been trying to understand why and I finally realised what it was. I like you, more than friends like eachother - for Goodness' sake, I'm in love with you", you chuckled nervously as you admitted it out loud to him, "and everyone else will love you too - I just know it -, so soon enough you won't be my Osc anymore and I couldn't not tell you. People - and these gorgeous girls all over the world - are going to like you so much and I won't be able to compete with them, so I'm just telling you how I feel. You can leave if you want or we'll just stay here in silence of that works too, but I needed to admit my feelings", you let out in one go.

Oscar smiled, a big teeth and gums showing smile as his eyes crinkled at your words, "I'm not leaving, and we are not going to be silent - at least immediately - because I want to tell you how I feel", he began, "I'm in love with you too; I have been for about two years and only realised it a year ago, and I don't want to pretend anymore. I want to be able to kiss you, to hug you, to take you with me wherever possible, to sleep next to you, to argue with you, I want all of it. With you", he said, hand cupping your cheek as his eyes asked for consent to kiss your lips.

It was as you dreamed it would be, soft, gentle and caring, lips moving in sync as you held him by his waist, pulling him closer to you.

"I thought I was loosing you to the whole F1 fandom", you chuckled, looking up at him once you pulled away.

"Of course you won't, you're my best girl", he winked, "this is just the beggining for us", he added as he pulled you to cuddle on the sofa, sharing his stories of the past days as you revelled in the feeling of being in his arms.

#oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 fluff #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader

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imzsuzsis-blog · 3 months

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I saw that Lando was angry and sad, but I knew it was my fucking fault, since coming out, I haven't called him even once.

"Lando, wait, this is my fault, yes, I made a mistake. I should have called you or written to you, but you kissed me. I don't know where to put this, sorry." Looking ahead, I knew this would be hard to digest, even if Logan was watching us. ,,What now?"

"Oscar, are you aware that Lando has a boyfriend?" I laughed at Oscar, who completely freezes upon hearing the news. "Boyfriend?" Who?" I was hoping something or someone from the background would film us or take photos. "I don't know if the birds are fluttering whether it's a Formula 2 guy or Charles' younger brother, I don't know the details either, only that they got together in the penultimate race." My reaction was a slap in the face, but a good one for Logan. "You got this on behalf of Charles, he would do the same for Arthur, damn he loves girls." "It's half true that he's bisexual and Charles knows it." "Fuck or not, Logan"

He giggled at them, his two cubs came last year and are already rumored to be cute. "Is it okay, boys, that the rumor is about my younger brother?" I beat them in the back. "I didn't say that he is with him centrally, but it could also be that he is dating a Formula 2 guy right now, Lando, don't say stupid things." I shook my head because that's what I heard, because they always said that to each other. ,,With who? Ollie?” ,.I don't think Paul or Zak. But they also say that Lando is a transboy and that he will have surgeries, but I think this is just a rumor." Lando was born a girl but claimed to be a boy and they already had and did he already have surgery? What?" ,, It's stopping, I see, I'm here too, fuck you!!! Yes, I was born as a girl, I went through hormone treatment first, ok, I went to a psychologist for a long time before that and only then did I have surgery, you bastards know what a horrible feeling it is when your breasts are taken off you for the fuck, but in the meantime you still menstruated every month because you can't do anything with the fallopian tubes, you stupid idiots . What if I have a boyfriend? Get it! Between you?!”

I started sobbing holding my face again, fuck you stupid American bastard Logan. "Logan, if you do this shit, I'll tell you and your brother Summer Pertty and I'll spit at Jenny Han, you fucking know that I love both the book and the series, you bastard!!!!" I cut my neck and buried my face in my palm, not only sobbing, I started burping. "There's nothing wrong with Lando, he just knows what he's told, it's all rumours." "It's not the OSC, it's true that I got together with one of the F2 drivers and I should have said that, it was even time to coming out a couple of years ago and I wasn't brave enough to stand up and admit it." I cut my beasball hat to the ground, then fell to my knees and howled and burped more than when I was one of the many girls. "Lando?" Osc and Charles hugged me and I hid between them and began to tremble, I could tell this secret was big, but damn big. "What's going on?" "Alex, not now..."

"Is everything okay, Lando?" "Don't fuck me Alex!!!!! Logan, your fucking teammate found out about everything and told Ocsar first and then to Charles, he hates me like a dick!!!!!" "I missed what you were saying?" I'm sorry, but you know that apart from drinking beer, we almost never meet anywhere, buddy." "He said that the fact that I wasn't born a boy has nothing to do with it, I'm a trans boy at the age of twenty-four, I'm more of a trans boy, but I wasn't born a boy, this fucking big thing." "You could have said that even in your old age, Lando, that you were born in the wrong body, and I'll accept you anyway, right?" "I'm gay, I'm gay, and if no one is paying attention or if they don't take me seriously, I'll put on make-up for a more serious date with my boyfriend." "Do you have a boyfriend since you and the mysterious guy started dating?" I crouched down in front of him and caressed his face and he was looking at himself, playing with his lips, I knew he could say something but he didn't dare. "It's been going on for half a year, but it's very secret and he's an F2 guy." I looked up at him and my stomach couldn't take it anymore and I threw up shaking, but this morning vomiting has been going on for three weeks, but I don't understand why it's taking so long, I'm out of it, Sorry, but I'm looking for a pharmacy and taking a pregnancy test, because this is what's causing me to freak out . I'm really sorry guys.” I shouted and ran away.

"Old friend Lando, where are you running again?" Based on the videos, you've been running around the city all week, is that how much you train, my friend?" I ran after Lando, who didn't even notice until I poked him twice on the shoulder, "I'm sorry Carlos, I'm just running to the pharmacy, Max suddenly had an upset stomach and in the middle of the night he sat on the toilet or threw up, I'll take him something to the hotel to make him better, I'm a true childhood friend in this case .” I smiled and crossed my fingers because I lied again. "Nana, you've been lying since you told me you're a trans boy and the first pregnancy worry..." "I'm sorry, I might have failed because I'm three weeks late and I'm nervous, I'm going to get myself tested and yes..." "Landooo, you were NonoRris again and a younger one I liked you boy, who is it?" ,,Fuck Carlos!!!!! Ollie what about you???? heh????” "You idiot, when you got together you were only seventeen, almost pedophilia, are you normal???" I looked in front of me, I put my harp on my lips and showed my middle finger, then I kicked him, "Fuck and he went in too and his family knows him, stupid animal!!!!" Sobbing, I ran on, I didn't care about anyone and nothing, it's not that he's right, it could be a scandal, and we got together, Charile and I, Nick from Heartsopper, and on top of that, it's a secret, which is even sexier, everyone in our relationship can get in on it.

"Thank you, ma'am, one of my friend's girlfriends is going to have a dowry, she is worried that she is pregnant." I ended up coming out of one of these local Asda-like places with an embarrassed face because the pharmacy I was in didn't have a test anywhere, and suddenly there was a shortage of items everywhere. "Lando, what's wrong with me?" "Nothing, nothing Ollie, I just bought myself an apple mini chocolate cake, suddenly I wanted it." "Well, I'll believe it if it's called a pregnancy test and it's not seven days old because that's what's written on it, you're so naive, Landi, a few times, that you've also accepted that boys can be pregnant, come on, let's add that to the list to a WAG.” "I can't be pregnant. How can I say this, I feel inside that it's over, but I was born as a girl and I've already undergone quite a few operations, but my fallopian tubes and uterus have not been removed yet, so the story is long enough." "Wait, are you a transgender man? I don't believe this, but, but why now? It is customary to say this before the first sexual experience or before you meet the family, not just out of nowhere. No, we didn't break up, but don't come up with it like this, but another time." I kissed Landi's forehead, who started to cry and read the instructions on the test box, what and how to do it, "What if it showed more than two or three weeks?" I was shaking, I didn't know what the hell to do now, not because I'm official for the opening ceremony, they specifically asked me to cheer up the people, yes, in the afternoon, so I thought I'd run a little more on the track. "But when in the evening, but what about our date?" "Afterwards" "It's good before bed, but when the hell are we so well divided?" They tell us when and what we can eat, get up, exercise or when we have free time. what the hell will happen if I make it past the fifth month? From then on, I can't even sit in a car according to the rules."

"Lando, are you waiting for him?" but since when?" I pulled him aside in a shopping center where he was looking at the map for some reason. he's not used to going to places like this, only when he's hungry, and that's rare. "George, let me go, I have to pee, I'm serious!!!!" He snapped at me and I started backing away with raised hands when I noticed that he was looking for the nearest Sephora. ,,Sephora seriously? what do you put on makeup for? you are a boy?" "Bastard, if you're a transgender boy and I'm gay, fuck me and I've run out of foundation and I want to buy a new one." "A bit expensive, isn't it? For the sake of your fans, if you can use it, for example, there are cheaper ones at the other store.” "I've tried everything and the only thing that works is the contour, I don't know who it is. It made my skin break out and I use powder, especially loose powder there." Fuck you, you admitted that you spend hundreds of thousands just on make-up because your skin sucks." ,,So what? Do you remember the etiquette rules here?” ,,What do you mean?" "Here you can pee in the toilet and take a pregnancy test because I might be pregnant." "You can't do that anywhere, in fact, I think it's disgusting." "Thank you for your opinion and then your hotel after the date." "Who are you going on a date with?" Ollie, my boyfriemd, we're in the same class, okay? although knowing you, his age will be a problem." "How old is the gentleman?" ,,18" "Here????" "So much and we've already gone to bed, what's wrong with you?" "You stupid Mclaren, he's a member of Ferrari, how could you fuck with him... Let's face it, you can't be blonder."

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beingdreeyore · 7 months

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It's been a while since I had a start this lazy. It's overcast outside and teasing that it might rain, so that's helping. My plans to be at the gym at 6am have been long abandoned. Instead I'm on the couch under my summer weighted blanket and staring at my big old tree. The leaves are back and despite the grey sky in the background, it's very much signalling that we're already in summer.

There's a lot happening right now... Most of it at work. My time is split between three teams. The leadership component is exhausting because we don't have the staff to cover any of the rosters and it's my job to somehow magically fill them with what we have. It's resulting in a lot of long days. The perinatal mental health doesn't interest me like I thought it would. I doubt I'll work in this area again. What has surprised me is how much I like the community work. The area I said I could never in my life do - sitting in a clinic all day - I do for two days a week and those are fast becoming the most enjoyable days. I get to know my patients properly, track their progress, work with them on medications, and have time to see them as people. It's a hard slog as we are always overbooked and there are always emergencies, but I enjoy it all the more for those things. It's rewarding. Finally. Something in this discipline finally feels rewarding.

I should be deep into my next exams but I am too exhausted to study. I need to make a decision about whether I am going to postpone them or not. I'm currently doing my research project and my yearlong therapy case, all of this on top of working for three teams and doing the most overtime I think I've ever done. Exams just don't fit. And nor does the stress-relief stuff I desperately need. I lay in bed at 4am wondering what impact all this stress is having on my body. So when I felt lazy this morning, I went with it. I need to prioritise certain aspects of my health and stop putting it off.

I got called a hothead at work the other day by one of my favourite consultants. He said it in a joking way, but I also know he meant it. And he's not wrong. I have a short temper right now because everything is so stressful and ridiculous. I have a registrar that has been writing their notes in a question and answer format. A registrar. How. How did she miss that component of training. I was tapped to train her. I did. It was fine. But when asked about it later, I was noticeably frustrated at the request and how this had also become my job. I am a hothead. And not in a flattering way. But I don't direct it at others or lash out. I just carry a lot of stress and anger right now. I'm also deeply ashamed that others see me that way. They rely on me and know I'm component, but I'm also a hothead. This is who I've become. Or is this who I always was? I don't know, but I'm horrified and so sad that it's the case.

My actual supervisor is tough. It's good for me though. I'm learning and having to face my insecurities. But I also can't fully relax in her presence. I care too much what she thinks and I worry I look like an idiot. Her standards are high and it can be a struggle to reach them. She gave me some feedback on Thursday about a certain thing - I'd missed one question in a mock OSCE, but it was a critical one. The equivalent of the cardiology registrar forgetting to ask whether someone had ever had an MI. I knew straight away that I missed it, but there was nothing that could be done. Rather than fail me though, she told me we'd do it again next week. More stress. It was fair of her and I will learn from this lesson, but its even more stress... To miss something so fundamental shows how anxious I get in her presence. My fear that she will think I'm an idiot is making me look like an idiot.

There's a lot happening, but the assessments I never thought I'd even start at slowly being chipped away at. I'm still here and managing okay, if sometimes like a hothead. I danced this week and it was the best escape. I miss having someone to debrief with about anything and everything, but I'm doing okay, as I always do. I'm taking today though to just settle and breathe. To slow down. At least that's the goal. I wonder how many hours it will be until I cave and open a textbook...

Anyway. Life is just a bit stressful, but then again, when isn't it?

S x

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ksp15 · 2 years

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med school year 2!

once again, it’s been some time since i wrote on here :) i suddenly remembered this blog existed. sorry i’ve been neglecting you. i’m currently almost done with ms2, which is crazy. how did i even end up here? i remember dreaming about this day. i still have long ways to go however.

ms1 was rough but thanks to a good friend group, i had fun. i went to korea over the summer with christina again! may have gotten some procedures done hehe...

there’s so much to talk about. i don’t even know where to start.

research: i was able to attend a conference in kentucky and now i’m going again to san antonio texas! going to the conference was so weird, because it was just me and a guy. he’s a white dude. he’s pretty cute but i would never personally go for him. i think we’re going together to texas. i hope we can be friends, maybe do some fun activities together and go to a bar or something.

miami: we all went to miami to celebrate after the neuro anatomy exam. spontaneous i know. the trip was going so well until... the last day. ok so ellie and claudia had a riff during lunch and ellie was just not in a good mood the entire day. it was our last night in miami and laura wanted to get her ears pierced. we were all ready to go out but ellie told us she didn’t feel like going with us. so we left without her but all the nearby tattoo shops were closed, so we went pretty far out to find one. turns out only ones that were open were in miami, so to miami we went. we all ended up being spontaneous and got our ears pierced. ellie kept calling me and i could tell she was visibly annoyed bc it was getting late. since we never even went to the beach, we decided to go to the beach for a quick 5 min before leaving miami. mind you it’s like 1:30 am now. we get back home and ellie is clearly mad. she saw all our locations. then before i know it claudia and ellie are yelling at each other. that night just ends sour. thankfully, we patched things up and everything is okay now.

ms2: almost done with the neuro block! i just have 1 more osce left then the summative. it’s also world cup season! cho gue sung is my baeeee but sonny will always be my original bae <3

other updates: a part of me still feels like i still don’t fit in with this friend group. i can’t seem to find “my person.” but maybe i just have to accept that it’s difficult to find someone who matches my energy. other than that, i think i’m happy. it’s been a while since i had a negative thought. i guess another big update is that i’ve quit derm and decided to go into ophthalmology! i think it’s a lot more interesting tbh.

OH. and i forgot to mention my jhu friends. chaeram is no longer a part of us. idk what happened but she just suddenly unfollowed me on ig. i recently decided to unfollow her after finding out she recently visiting baltimore/dc. also, sarah used to have a crush on kevin??? that’s literally so random. kevin has changed a lot. he’s way more interested in kpop, fashion, etc. jeehoon is a bad influence LOL.

love life: still nonexistent. i think i should just accept that i’ll die single :D looking back at my posts, i realized i had absolutely NO GAME. no skill in flirting. no rizz is the new term ppl on tiktok are calling in LOL. i need to fix this -___-

well, i think that’s all the updates i have for now. until next time... let’s hope there’s at least SOME progress in my love life cries.

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justacynicalromantic · 4 years

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Okay. Now I will talk about what happens in my country.

Everyone remembers Californian and Australian fires?

Well, this is Donbass region in Ukraine now:

Only, it wasn't created by some unfortunately dry weather and people's stupidity and carelessness.

Two days ago, Russian Federation forces and their allies, who has been occupying parts of Ukrainian territory, fired tracer ammunition on regions under Ukrainian jurisdiction throughout all the front line. They waited for the right wind and set fire.

This is hundreds of kilometers.

Since then, Donbass is on fire.

Countless villages and small towns has been destroyed. 15 people are already dead. Many received severe burns. Hundreds lost their homes and their livelyhood to the fires.

That's not talking about animals.

Cows and goats has been left to burn alive on the farms. People would have tried to help them, but since the fires were created unnaturally and got VERY big VERY quick, thousands of people, hundreds of villages had to simply leave EVERYTHING and just RUN away. Can't get a cow on a bus🤷🏻

People said they were woken up in the middle of the night by police banging on their doors and telling them to abandon everything and get on the road. Many left simply in their pajamas leaving even their documents behind. One boy talked about how they rode on the road that was already surrounded by fire on the outskirts. He said he was glad the fire only touched the tires and didn't get to the windows.

Roads are litered with dead cats and dogs.

Foxes and hedgehogs, who have only lived in wilderness, are now coming into human houses to hide from fires. People try to save as many as they can, choking on smoke and risking their lives.

There's around 300 km between the fires and the next big cities - Kharkiv and Dnipro. Nevertheless, the fires in Lugansk region are so big, people in Kharkiv report huge smog all around the city and being unable to leave their homes because it's hard to breathe.

The situation is also dire because the region where fires are has a lot of pine forests and the summer was very dry. Also the wind is high now.

I don't know who to ask and for what help, since our 🤡 president refused to acknowledge the military nature of the fires and has kept silent since then, despite everyone - the army, political opposition, local administrations, OSCE, witnesses - saying tracer bombs are what caused the fires.

And even without this evidence, the are over a HUNDRED different origin places of the fires, all of them unconnected to each other, and spread throughout the whole front line of hundred km. This is just not possible when fires originate naturally.

So, please, just spread word to #helpLugansk #helpUkraine

#Ukraine #lugansk #fires #war

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spookysmujer · 4 years

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Simple Things, O. Diaz

Summary: Oscar get jealous upon seeing you enjoying a conversation with another guy.

warnings: angst, Jealous!Oscar, cute s h e t /ending😋

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“Hey, have you seen Spooky?”

Sad Eyes briefly looks at you then around the bustling backyard of a summer bash. He shrugs his shoulder, “He was here, think he dipped because he saw you warming up the pendejo.”

You close your eyes for a brief moment to scratch the back of your head. He only chuckles and steps away from you. Tonight was suppose to be a fun and chill. The Santos love to hit up summer parties around the block, usually to hit up the now legal hynas fresh outta high school. Not for Oscar though because he has you.

The relationship between you and Oscar has been complicated from the get go. It didn’t start off simple and definitely had you questioning your ability to hold a decent relationship especially in moments like these. Oscar’s insecurities getting the best of him. Not to mention, he is horrible at opening up about his feelings.

You’re checking your phone for any messages and missed calls from him but nothing. As you squeeze your way past the alcohol infested teens to the front yard, you stand to check for his cherry red impala. And just as it was when you rolled up, parked against the curb a few houses down with a smoking Oscar leaning against it.

“Hey, you.” He looks up from his phone and tucks it away as you approach him. His gaze averts from you as you are now besides him, leaning into his side, “Why’d you dip?”

Oscar clears his throat and sits up off of his car, “Thought you had all the company you needed, looks like you did with Bryan or whatever his fuckin’ name is.”

You huff and cross your arms over your chest, moving off him and in front of him. He looks down at you then takes a drag of his cigarette. You form a face of disgust, “When you gonna stop smoking those cancer sticks, hm?”

An amused expression forms on his face as he places it between his lips to take another drag, “When you stop hanging with other guys. I’ll probably be waiting forever with that one.”

“Really? You’re gonna act like this? The one night we can hang out with no shit to handle tomorrow but you want to be a dick instead.” You face and voice carry much frustration. You huff and begin to walk away when not even a second later, “Don’t walk away from me.”

Your hold your middle finger in the air with your back to him.

Suddenly, his hand is gripping your upper arm and pulling you back. You stumble and pull your arm away as he looks down at you with that signature Spooky look.

“I’ll walk away if I please. I don’t know why you get so jealous. All I was doing was talking to guy about school and stuff. Is that so bad or are you the only specimen of the opposite sex that I can have contact with?”

He cracks a smile, looking away for a brief moment then back to you, “You don’t think it looked like something to everyone else around you? Laughing and doing the cute punch shit. If it looks like something to me, it looks like something to others.”

“And you started caring about other’s opinion when? Tonight? I’m sorry people have wronged you in the past, Oscar. I really am, I despise them for doing it to you but I am not one of them. I wouldn’t do that to you. If I was interested in someone else, I’d have the decency to tell you that. It’s not what I was doing that’s the problem here. It’s you and the way you think.”

Oscar looks down and you see his adam’s apple bob.He’s probably feeling guilty right about now, “Can’t help I much I feel for you, seeing you like that pisses me off.”

“You can control the way you think of me though. You really believe I would be that kind of girl with you? Hm? We’ve been through hell together. We’ve got through a lot of your issues together, it took you nearly a year to label me as your novia. I stuck around even then when you’d push me away and treat me like a random hyna. But I did it because I love you.” You sigh as you let out the frustrations.

You rub circles into your forehead and blink away an tears that threaten to spill over. Whenever you get upset, your emotions try to overrun, He looks around for a brief moment and scratches the back of his head, a small smile creeping onto his lips. You see the smug look on his face and cross your arms over your chest, “I’m serious!”

He finally lets off a laugh and licks his lips to peer down at you, his hands in pockets. Oscar tilts his head to the side and peers at you, truly fascinated that he got a girl who loves him with such passion and continues to stick around even when the going gets rough,

“I love you too, mamas. That’s why I act this way. Because in some fucked up way, the universe said that you could be mine. And I still disbelieve it to this day. You’re way out of my league. I just.. I know if a guy comes along and is that much better than me then I’m out.” He confesses, the smug look disappearing and his face now saturated with discomfort.

It’s your turn to form a smug look on your face. Oscar is a man of a few words but it’s not like he doesn’t get mushy sometimes. When he does though, it’s like you’re fire. You’re heart is set ablaze with intense feelings that you feel like you’ve never felt before. And in moments like this, his insecurities give you a soft spot for his irritating ass.

“Oscar, I can promise you. If a richer, more... toned man has woo’d me and given me everything I have ever dreamed. Promised me a home in LA or got me my dream car? I wouldn’t be happy. Because you’re the one for me. You are it. I want things with you. I want to build a life with you, a home and someday a family. Doesn’t have to be in the order, “You both laugh, nerves obvious as you inhale a deep breath.

“You’re it for me. I can’t tell you in words how much I want you and will want you til i’m wrinkling and ugly. I’ve wanted you then and I want you now.”

He takes a deep breath in and steps closer to you. You instinctively wrap your arms around his waist, tipping your head back to get a look up at him. He puckers his lips and you press yours against him, breathing him in.

When you break the kiss apart, he remove his hands from his pockets and steps back, you squeal as his lifts you off your feet and onto his shoulder “Osc- babe!”

“Gotta get started on that family, not in order remember?” He jogs down the sidewalk towards his house, abandoning his car all at once. Laughter erupting from the both of you.

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icy-md · 3 years

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Introduction

After ruminating about the prospect for at least a week (but really since I got my med school acceptance), I have finally started my med student blog!

It’s something that brings a lot of fear because I’m insane about my privacy and anonymity on the Internet, but it’s also something that I think would just be really nice to look back on in the future. Huge inspiration comes from Kay of Premed Post-Mom, who has had a blog since day 1 of being a premed and she’s about to become an attending in March which is so lovely and exciting.

Honestly, with the new year coming up shortly I wasn’t sure if I’d get this out in 2020 just because... a lot of reasons. Starting on a new year is nice, starting something new is scary, etc. However, as this is my last week before school starts again I’ve been trying to get my life in order and I’m absolutely terrified by a lot of it, so I thought it would be at least cathartic to write down now, and possibly funny to look back on later?

First semester was a bit rough for me, but I’m trying to be graceful with myself because it was a huge adjustment on many levels, and there were some things that happened that did not make it any easier. Thankfully, I think the next semester should go better now that I have adjusted a bit more, but second semester also comes with its unique challenges.

For starters, I anticipate school itself to be quite more academically challenging. It is a longer semester, which is daunting, and I also will have to study for my first ever OSCE (Objective Structured Clinical Examination). Additionally, I would like to get involved in more extracurriculars just for my own sake–get my teeth really into my hobbies, get better at working out, being more involved in research. I am also beginning to look for summer positions.

That actually would be manageable I think, but the biggest thing that’s changing in second semester is I am now beginning to study for Step 1. I’m still on the fence about whether or not I’m actually going to take it, but I’m like 95% committed to doing so. Regardless, it’s a good idea to at least study starting now in my opinion.

Step 1 anxiety is what drove me to finally making this blog, because I’ve been watching AnKing YouTube videos all morning and he started studying on day one of medical school... which obviously I have not been doing.

Still, I’m going to do my best to keep my chin up and not get too freaked out about everything. I'm trying to remind myself that it’s understandable that I’m overwhelmed because Step 1 is a big exam, with a lot of content, and everyone studies differently, and I’m just a beginner.

So on that note, I’m going to end my first blog post here, mainly because I’m hungry, and I will write again soon! ♡

𝒾𝒸𝓎 👑

#icy-md #med school #m1

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sitabethel · 4 years

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So are you updating that fic everyday?? Or just specific days? I don’t mean to be rude by asking. Feel free to just give a simple no and I’ll accept. I only want to know though, because I’ve got finals to do, and I’d like to know if depending on when I take a break, if there will be an update or not

“Monday” is technically the update day for “A Fluid Heart”, but I updated today as well because I didn’t have the next chapter of “Our Second Chances” ready (which usually updates on Thursdays). Next week, I’ll post ch4 on Monday. *Hopefully* I’ll post ch23 of OSC on Thursday. Week after I’ll probably post ch5 and 6 (which is the last of the fic) on Monday/Thursday And the week after that *cross fingers* I’m hoping to have the last chapter of OSC done. Then we should be in May and it’ll be time for the Rare Pair collection, and I also have Serucho ready to start posting.

Basically I’m trying to post 2x’s a week since we’re all in fishbowls right now. So while there’ll be new stuff to read all summer long, please focus on your finals and good luck on them!

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confused-scientist · 5 years

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Things I Learned in Med School - Weeks 124 - 128

Wow I’ve been really slack this block... I don’t know what happened?! Anyways, I’m all done with pediatrics now.

Since I last wrote, I did a week of lectures, followed by two weeks of general paeds at a different hospital and then exams.

The lecture week was actually pretty good I thought - it was a flipped format, so I had managed to go through the like 100+ lectures required in the 4 weeks prior, which made the case sessions actually really interesting. I also managed to impress the Ophthalmology lecturer with my random knowledge of Sir Norman Gregg (who basically worked out that when pregnant mothers got rubella this lead to congenital abnormalities like cataracts), including that the OT in the kid’s hospital is named after him.

Gen Paeds wasn’t terrible - at least I finally got a chance to see some actual in-patients, but as it was school holidays a lot of the clinics we could attend were cancelled, and there weren’t really that many patients. So... it was kind of waste of time in parts. The highlight was the fellow who was SO HAPPY to teach and was a really good and patient teacher as well. Often the only thing that made the trek there worth it.

Exams were... well exams. Honestly I felt okay after sitting both the written and MCQ, and thought I would end up with similar scores... but I ended up getting absolutely destroyed on the written clinical task paper... which I still don’t really understand. Luckily I ended up doing well enough on the MCQ and the OSCEs to pass the block, which means I won’t carry any specialty blocks and assuming long case/barriers are okay I will graduate in December (and more importantly go for holidays before grad in November!)

Currently on the week off, before starting back for critical care next block!

(Hopefully I’ll be better in keeping things updates this term!)

Anyway, here are some things I learned in med school over the past few weeks:

1. People with sickle cell disease have a 600x likelihood of pneumococcal sepsis compared to background rate

2. Up to 20% of female carrier of Duchenne’s Muscular Dystrophy will have muscle weakness

3. It took 200 years for there to be aboriginal interpreters in the Australia healthcare system

4. Darwin hospital, in the Northern Territory where the average temp is ~31-32C (aka ~90F) year round, was based on cheap plans from Canada... and therefore has snow eves on each window.

5. Ulaanbaatar, in Mongolia is the most polluted capital city in the world. During winter, when the rate of coal burning increases and the air pollution sky rockets, the rate of miscarriage is 3.5 times higher than in summer.

Quotes of the last few weeks:

"Besides from medical students sitting in the back of the lecture theatre, the other thing I hate is the term 'clicky hips'" - Cranky Ortho lecturer

"What class provkes the most day-dreaming?" - Neurologist "Neurology" - Brave student

"My only advice to young doctors is if you follow your passion the money will come, if you chase money you'll just end up exhausted." - Consultant Paediatrican gives us career advice

‘til next time!

#Things I learned in med school #medblr #studyblr #kidskidskids #the clinical years #med school

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vetschooliscool · 6 years

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how to study: clinical skills

i thought i’d do this field next - we’ve suddenly been walloped with a load of clinical skills, and working through them has been a nightmare!

why learn clinical skills?

in the most basic sense - you should learn your clinical skills well because you need them to function as a vet.

however, it is beneficial to learn how to do things before you’re confronted with clinics or rotations; it makes you look better and allows you to consolidate skills in a real-life context, rather than learning them anew.

a lot of clinical skills are about muscle memory - so small amounts of consistent practice will serve you better than one big chunk of work.

what are the problems with studying clinical skills?

access to equipment. not every university, like the RVC, has a 24/7 clinical skills centre where you can go and practice blood smears or catheter placement.

lack of teaching. medicine is often taught on the principles of “see one, do one, teach one” - great in theory, but not great if you didn’t really ‘get’ it the first time, and auxiliary resources like the internet are not always helpful.

lack of standardisation. see above - a lot of skills (e.g. knot-tying) change as the years go on. a vet in practice could teach you a totally different method to the one that you learn in college.

what are some solutions and tips?

build your own. for example, you don’t need a fancy suturing kit - i used a banana, a sewing needle, and an old pair of forceps until i’d at least got the basics down. you can learn a one-handed and two-handed surgical tie at home with a piece of baler twine and a bit of patience.

use the resources you have. the RVC, for example, has hundreds of videos on our VLE of various clinical skills, from stuff as simple as trotting up a horse all the way through to setting up an anaesthesia machine. these can help to consolidate your learning, especially when it comes to revising for OSCEs. you can also use the internet, veterinary TV shows (at a pinch), and your friends’ knowledge to help you.

ask for help. this is the biggest one, especially when you’re out on placement or rotations. someone will be able to show you how to do things if you’re not sure, and sometimes this is the best way of learning. for example, if there’s a quiet moment, ask a nurse to show you how to set up a drip - it’s the work of a couple of minutes but the demonstration will be worth a hell of a lot more to you than just watching it happen passively.

to go back to the above - see one, do one, teach one. explaining what you’re doing, even if it’s just aloud to yourself, is the number one best way to fix something in your memory - it works for revision, and it works for practical skills too.

you can see my previous study guides here. good luck with clinical skills, and have a great summer!

#vet school #vetblr #veterinary medicine #medblr #clinical skills #revision #how to study

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productivityandcoffee · 6 years

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2017 Recap + Semester 1 of Nursing School Review +2018 Goals

Oh boy... where do I even begin? This year was truly a wild one - academically and personally. It’s a long one so here’s a... shorter version (I tried)

Academic

received my nursing program acceptance email 2 days before my bday (talk about the greatest bday gift ever) in the middle of the day, at my summer job and me dancing in front of kids and them laughing at me omg

friends sending me congratulatory texts and calls, bless

family being less than enthusiastic about it (bc I didn’t get accepted into the main campus at home but the campus 2 hours away)

there were no “congratulations” or “you’ve worked hard for this” and certainly no “I’m proud of you” was said

locking my self in my room and cried the whole night bc i’m still a child needing my parents’ acknowledgment

proceeding to celebrate the next day bc i refuse to let 2 years worth of hard work go to waste just bc my parents don’t see my accomplishment in the same way i do

lesson learned: parents are not always right and if they don’t support your dreams, be your own support system

moved to a different city for nursing school

the workload... oh my god the workload never stops!!!

moving to a completely new city where I know no one? anxiety increased about 10000x

first nursing school midterm i ever took? i got a 56 fck

then got an 85 for a group project... a 97 on a paper.. an 86 on a midterm. these are good marks by my standards lol sorry

... then i got slapped with a 52 on physio and anatomy rip lmao

OSCEs... LET ME TELL YOU... NEVER HAVE I EVER BEEN SO STRESSED AND SO SCARED AND SO ANXIOUS W O W

but i passed the first time and got to go to clinical! (which was an amazing experience)

i love my profs and instructors. they are all v lovely and truly want to see us succeed. i greatly appreciate each and every one of them.

first time ever that I missed the allotted time to write one of my final exams bc i thought it was at 2 pm. it was at 9 am. i panicked. i called my prof as soon as i found out. she let me come in and write it at 2. i cried. i apologized. she told me ‘it’s okay. it happens.’ god bless her.

anyways... all in all first semester went good. i’m excited for the 2nd half of the year!

Personal

like i said, my anxiety got worse since i moved

it’s almost 24/7 now. during lectures. on the bus ride to and from school. the walk to the bus stop. when i’m grocery shopping. when i’m at the public library. during labs. almost had a panic attack waiting to speak to my prof about that final i missed. i was just sitting there imagining how i’d explain to her my mistake... can you believe that?

also at my apartment. i feel it while i’m doing my homework. when im washing the dishes. idk my roommate very well and i don’t like her tbh

but i’m working on it. everyday i’m working on it. i’m working on myself.

people scare me but i manage to make friends at school. yay.

death of my grandfather on my dad’s side.

death of my uncle

death of my grandfather on my mom’s side. love you tatay.

having no time to grieve any of these deaths bc nursing school took up almost all of my time.

came close to quitting nursing school bc of it. but i didn’t.

i failed to achieve my goal of losing weight. again. but that’s okay. i realized that i had the wrong reasons for wanting to lose weight. i will work on it and i will try again next year.

i missed my friends and family. which made me appreciate those relationships more.

gave myself the opportunity to be picky with the kind of people i wanted to surround myself with. i’m thankful for that.

took the time to look at the relationships i had and decided that it was time to end some of them, for my own well-being. that’s okay.

learned to cook. failed at times thank god for skip the dishes amiright

learned to love being alone. learned to love going out alone and taking myself to coffee dates. and just... appreciate me more.

goals for 2018

control my anxiety this is going to be so damn hard

lose weight. healthily. aim to be a distance runner outside. i hate gyms. but that harsh canadian winter weather tho

discipline discipline discipline is everything

finish work at school before i go home

have more patience with roommate

communicate better

continue to cook my own meals. and do my own chores.

sleep and wake up at a reasonable time!!

be a kinder person to others. be a kinder person to yourself. be a better person.

#if you read all of that you're the real mvp #also apologies for the hundreds of grammar mistakes #alsooo i tried to keep this short i really really did try #believe me when i say there was a longer version of this #anyways i did this just for myself bc i wanted to document what happened this year #mine #school diary #studyblr #studygram #nursing student #nursing school #filipino studyblr #filipinostudyblr

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