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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 6 months

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Passion Hurt Pt 2 - LN

Part 1 here

Summary: Y/n Vettel has made it to F3, pressure is there being one of the only girls and the younger sister of a legend leaves her feeling pressure she hoped to avoid. Dating an F1 driver doesn't help with the scrutiny. However, reality likes to slap people in the face even when it's the last thing they need.

There was no doctor's approval for her to get back in the car for the last race. She'd well and truly lost the F3 championship anyway but not being able to finish the season has ruined everything for her.

Lando can't reach her to pull her out the depth of her hurt.

Tensions have been growing and they're both struggling with it.

"Baby, there is always next season-"

"What if there's not? What if it hurts too much? What if I crash again? What if the doctors say no?" Y/n snaps stepping back when Lando tries to hold her. "Don't touch me. I'm fine."

Her hands are flat against the counter as she takes some heavy breaths. It's not the first time she's struggled to breath and felt pain. The doctors said it can happen in the recovery of a collapsed lung. But her rejection of Lando's help stings.

"I don't know what I can do for you, y/n. I just want to help and you're pushing me away." Lando admits hating that he's being so vulnerable about it. But he needs to keep the communication open and he knows that.

"There isn't anything you can do." Y/n mutters then opening her eyes after having closed them to try and endure the pain. "I think I'm going to visit my brother for a bit."

Aka leave Lando and no attend at least the next race with him. But with no specific time frame, Lando knows he might be saying goodbye to the most important relationship in his life right now.

The whole team could tell there was something off with Lando. Singapore was good weekend but it really started to show in Lando's attitude out of the media that he's struggling without y/n there and while they've continued to be in daily contact.

It's not like it once was and that is making his chest begin to ache.

The Media begins to notice by Qatar that y/n is very much absent and Lando is really beginning to rip into himself, using his driving in Qatar and the deleted lap time for qualifying as a reason but those truly close to him know what this sadness and harsh attitude on himself is about.

"You have tortured him enough, y/n. You should be there for him." Seb states while y/n remains curled up on his sofa. "You miss him and we can all see that you only left because you don't want him to see you hurting."

Y/n swallows thickly, her whole body feeling so impossibly empty. She loves her brother and he does well to comfort her but he's not Lando and she realised in less than 24 hours after being there that life sucks without him.

"Go to him." Seb demands making her finally sit up and nod knowing her brother, annoyingly as many times before, is right.

Lando isn't usually the type to wait at an airport but when he got the tearful phone call from y/n asking if she could come and be with him. He jumped at the opportunity to see her.

And when he spots her, she is running towards him. Her body slamming against his and tensing in physical pain but it doesn't stop her kissing him several times.

"I'm an asshole. I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry." Y/n states kissing again.

"Don't be so harsh on yourself, baby. You've done enough of that." Lando sighs while y/n swallows thickly leaning back to properly look at him for a moment. "Please don't cry."

"I'm trying not to...but I body slammed you and it kind of really hurt." Y/n laughs a little earning a smile. "Have I mentioned how much life sucks when you're not around?"

"No, but it makes me feel a lot better." Lando admits earning a small laugh. "F1 has missed you, baby. All the boys have been asking where you are and what you're doing...if you're ok."

"So what I'm hearing is, everyone prefers me over you." Y/n jokes before giggling.

Y/n's reappearance in the paddock for the firs time since her accident. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was eager to see her. From the fans to the media to the drivers themselves.

"Y/n is back, you seem happier than ever. How is it having her back at the races?" The media asks making Lando nod and smile.

"I've missed her so much but I think she did need some times away to rest and just find a way to get over losing out on the F3 title. It really hurt her and being around this, it was hard." Lando admits since he'd talked to y/n and she said it was fine for him to address it.

"I think we all know that y/n has been the best driver in F3 and her crash was nothing of her own doing-oh y/n! Y/n! Could we pull you in for a chat with Lando?" The interviewer asks spotting y/n walk up to the entrance of the media pen clearly waiting for her boyfriend.

"Baby, come on. They want to talk." Lando smiles before she moves taking his hand then flushing when Lando holds her waist gently to keep her in front of him.

"Y/n, Lando was just telling us how you're feeling. But it's always good to hear straight from you. How are you? And where have you been these past few weeks?"

"I've actually been with my brother, Seb. But I'm feeling much better, still sore and the doctors still want me to take it easy, but I'm definitely going to hopefully be back next season. So watch out for that." Y/n nods though she doesn't know for certain and it's going to devastate her if she doesn't make it.

"That's great to hear. We were all very worried when we heard no response on your radio. It had Lando here very upset."

"Yeah, I haven't actually...uhhh...seen any of the footage like onboard, from the broadcast or anything. So I haven't actually got to see anything that happened. Guess I have some catching up to do." Y/n laughs a little before clearing her throat and shifting then feeling Lando's hold tighten on her a little to try and encourage her not to lose her confidence. "But yeah, just building back up to health."

It took a lot of talks, a lot of conversations and at some points y/n had her doubts over her physical progress and recovery allowing for her to race at all in 2024.

But...

"Mark the date down, because today is the day is has been announced that Y/n Vettel is driving for Prema racing in Formula 2 for 2024. Apparently the seat was completely dependant on her physical health but with doctors have said she's good to race and the FIA are happy to give the go ahead. What we all want to know is how long is it till she's in an F1 seat and could she be racing against her own boyfriend within a couple years too?"

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russellsppttemplates · 7 months

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Mama and Mick are so outdoorsy! Can totally see them hiking even when mama is pregnant with Rora and then Sebastian, and the littles following them after! Imagine them in those little carriers for hiking when they're really small and get tired easily!

"Do you have everything we need?", you asked Mick, grabbing your backpack from the car's boot and putting it on your back while your husband did the same with his, "yes, all packed and ready to go!", he smiled, "are you?", he asked, taking your hand and locking the car, heading up the way you were meant to.

Staying active while pregnant was something you tried to keep up with, despite not doing nearly as much as you used to, but grateful nonetheless that your body allowed you to do the activities you liked while also growing your baby girl and providing a safe place for her, "do you want to stop for a bit?", Mick asked, seeing some benches on the side of the path, "no, I'm good, it's just a little more to the top, right?", you checked, feeling like you were still fine. Still, Mick stood behind you, ready and alert in case something happened and you needed him.

Reaching the top of the first section, you left your backpack on the picnic table, taking in the view and enjoying the breeze on your warm skin, "it's so beautiful", you whispered, "every time we come here it becomes even more beautiful", you looked at your husband, holding his hand so you could hug him, feeling his other hand travel to your bump and caressing the exposed skin since your shorts and sports bra only covered so much of your growing bump, "Rora seems excited too, can't wait to bring her here one day", he smiled, kissing your forehead.

"Mama, look! Is that where we are going?", Aurora pointed out, making you look at where she was pointing after you made sure your boy was fastened in his seat, "are you good, Seb?", you asked him, "yes, mama! Let's go!", he giggled, "yes, my love. Me and mama used to go up there a lot when you and Seb weren't here yet", Mick explained, strapping in his own baby carrier for Aurora, knowing that sooner or later he too would be carrying her around just like you were doing with Sebastian.

You had been walking for a little bit when Sebastian called for you, "Can I have a snack, please? I'm hungry", he said, and you could hear the pout in voice as you quickly reached the side pocket and gave him a small bag of chopped fruit, "thanks mama! Here, take one for you!", he handed over, "Rora! Papa! I have some snacks, do you want some?", he waved the bag at his sister who stopped at the mention of food, "but your bag is for you, I'd you share with me, you won't eat as much", your daughter reasoned, allowing you to stop so you could all rest a little, "it's okay, I don't mind", you sweet boy said and you melted into goo.

Helping the kids with snacks, Mick handed you your bottle of water, "they're so cute together, we got very lucky with them", Mick told you, pushing you to lean againt him, "we did, they're the best siblings for eachother", you smiled back, "you know, I've been thinking about a third one", Mick gulped, catching your attention, "I know it's not just like that, but look at them. They are such sweethearts and I think we did really good", he added, "I'll think about your case, Mr. Schumacher", you winked at him, walking up to Aurora to see the bird she and Sebastian were trying to feed, "I think he's afraid of us, but we have food. How is that possible? Angie always comes to us when she sees we have food!".

(Thank you for submitting an ask 🤍)

#mick schumacher blurb #inês writes blurbs #f1 blurb

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flashyourgreeneyesatme · 11 months

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Paris - A miniseries Jamie Tartt x F/Reader

Hi, babies I was inspired to write this mini-series because honestly, I was looking for Jamie Tartt smut and couldn't find any I was desperate. Then saw this post by @yungbludz expressing exactly how I felt. So took matters into my own hands. This is one of 3 installments leading up to you guessed it smut! Jamie Tartt, baby girl I’m sorry for what I’m gonna put you through in this series. I love you I promise.

PARIS - CHAPTER 1 (DID YOU SEE THE PHOTOS?)

Warnings for this chapter: So many swear words I’m sorry I belong on a sailors ship with my mouth most of the time, Adultery!, honestly dickhead boyfriend, I DON’T THINK THE READER SHOULD BE FEELING THIS OKAY SHE’S BEEN MANIPULATED INTO FEELING THIS! Rugby players? The sun. The media. Jack Grealish (yep he gets his own warning), talking of sex. No use of name or y/n. *Iain Stirling impression* A relationship hits the rocks.

Context: Okay so the reader is currently dating Sebastian Love a fake rugby player I’ve made. Very much inspired by that episode of Ted Lasso where Keeley and Ted have that article scare. Also, any political stances are jokes. This chapter is really short sorry. Seb is a dick.

"What the fuck?!" Sebastian yells as he slams our front door open, okay mate we get it you're a rugby player but please don't break the only entrance to our home. This could be a reaction to a bad practice or something has gone down, either way, this will come back onto me and will not end pretty.

"You alright?" I ask as he storms into the room to stand directly facing me with only the crappy coffee-stained table separating us. Stupid question, regretted asking it almost instantly but words are said and you can't rewrite them just because later on you wish it'd been something different. His eyes are so big and bright right now and not in like the way they usually are, almost doll-like in nature little shimmer, no now there was no little shimmer, no light to be seen at all in those soulless eyes.

"You tell me. Huh? Tell me all about your new little boyfriend." His fucking teammates I swear to god they know not to wind him up it will end badly and he’ll believe it.

"What’s happened, Seb? Tell me. You can’t come in here yelling at me, accusing me of cheating so use your words. Who would I possibly be cheating on you with?” God, I sound a bit patronising, he is a grown man, not a child.

“Okay gonna play dumb then? Let me give you a hint. Footballer, messy hair, talks like a twat.” He counts these adjectives on his fingers. Oh, surely he’s not talking about.

“I ain’t fucking Jack Grealish!” Ain’t even met the man, he is on the list though, gotta thing for footballers who I’ll never have a chance with.

“Jamie Tartt,” I BEG YOUR PARDON? Oh god, he knows I don’t know how he knows but he knows that Jamie tried to kiss me 3 months ago. I’m gonna die alone this is him breaking it off, he’s only just moved in 2 weeks ago.

“I ain’t fucking him either! You need to stop listening to guys on your team y’know they’re doing it to wind you up.”

“Explain this then.” He dramatically slams down a newspaper with the front page displaying the headline ‘SEBASTIAN'S LOVE NOW JAMIE’S TARTT’ This is the Sun. Aka one of the most biased shithole of a paper. I say these exact words to him. “Oh so you’re calling me stupid now are you?” I don’t like this. This isn’t a comfortable feeling. I want him to leave. “You gonna say anything bitch?”

“Get out.” My voice is barely above a whisper.

“What?” His voice is the polar opposite of mine, ear drum bursting, heartbreaking.

"I said get out. If you want to choose to believe this newspaper instead of your actual girlfriend then I choose to kick you out."

"But I live here." Hah, not for long.

"For like 2 weeks, you haven't even got to help out with rent yet so really you have no jurisdiction here" Big word for me. "So get out or I won't hesitate to call the sun up and say so much worse." I redact my comment earlier he is a child as he storms out with a pout on his face and a huff. "I'll drop your stuff off on Friday." A little wave goodbye and a door slam later and I am on the sofa shell shocked.

He was a dick. Like damn, I stayed with him for 2 and a half years and he's only just moved in? That was a red flag. I just feel stupid for delaying it this long and letting this be the final straw.

Tonight. Who needs a man when I can read porn and drink wine.

6 glasses of wine and a message from Jamie Tartt reading ‘Drinks tonight?’ later and well you’ll have to wait to hear the rest.

A/N:

Holy crap I did it, I know its short but this is just a buildup to the good shit. And what fanfic of mine would it be if it didn’t relate just the tiniest bit back to Taylor Swift. Well I hope to see you again when I update next which will hopefully be Friday! Glad you read. If you have any critics or stuff you think would be cool to add either comment of dm me I want as many minds on this as possible.

#jamie tartt #ted lasso #football #richmond fc #keeley jones #roy kent #ted lasso fanfiction

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meltedbuttersblog · 9 months

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goofy nicknames for twst cast :D

i originally sent these to @duskymrel but she said i should post these so here we are

heartslabyul

riddle: riddler, mr. president

trey: reddit nice guy (me), bread boy, oyster sauce fiend, peeta

cater: caycay the craycray, mr. chronically online, vil's aborted son /j

ace: little shit, asshat, acehole

deuce: big shit, double trouble, double bubble toil and trouble, bonk, cauldron

savanaclaw

leona: lil kitty meow meow, princess, regina george, apex predator (mean girls reference, meant to go with the regina nickname), munchies (ruggie, see his "grammy doesn't need fancy" vignette), sir snores-a-lot

ruggie: buggie wuggie ruggie, snuggie as buggie in a ruggie, reggie

jack: big buff cheeto puff, furry, handcrusher (back to my anime origins 😨😔), beast mode

octavinelle

azul: daddy (rook), monopoly man, stonks

jade: shroomie, mr. premeditated murder

floyd: chiropractor, mr. non-premeditated murder, psychopathic adhd

scarabia

kalim: big dick baby, death's best friend

jamil: x-games mode, sheryll's mexican neighbor (he seasons his chicken) (maybe just a little too much...)

pomefiore

vil: regina, heather, germy wormy ( /affectionate, cuz he's german)

rook: titty croissants, theatre kid (derogatory), theatre kid /pos, fox

epel: peepaw, meemaw, chicken fried by the zac brown band, good lookin' by dixon dallas (I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING WHEN I THINK ABOUT THIS SONG) (it's a very homosexual country song and it makes me crack up) (it used the word bussy)

ignihyde

idia: beta cuck, stinky boy (me: /j, /affectionate) (others: /srs, /derogatory)

(not including ortho cuz idk what to do for him 💀)

diasomnia

malleus: malicious malleus, gargling gargoyles (that would be a great catchphrase for him ngl), daddy (lilia but we don't talk about those many one or two times EVER.)

lilia: peepaw, serg (called serg once cuz he very sternly gave an order to player or smth and was like "if you're going to give me a military title, it best be general."), daddy (mal, but this time we do talk about it)

sebek: croc shoe, speaker, iida kinnie (player) (sebs has no idea what they're talking about 💀), sergeant

silver: sleepy, lil guy, kiddo (lilia), narcoleptic (me)

#twisted wonderland #twst shitpost #twst heartslabyul #twst savanaclaw #twst octavinelle #twst scarabia #twst pomefiore #twst ignihyde #twst diasomnia #i gave them funny nicknames cuz i came up with ruggie buggie wuggie while conversing with duskyms over this #i don't normally post ever so YAY first fandom related thing :D

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hufflepuffgirly2203 · 28 days

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I'm Back again with another one shot on Sebastian Sallow!

This time I decided to make it MC x Sebastian (because I want to continue the lore with Charlotte,but I need to take my uni exams, so for now i'll write MC x Sebastian or Y/N x Sebastian)

Sorry for any grammar error, english is not my first language

Enjoy!

"This is worse than I thought" MC said watching across the undercroft,her friend, who is completely concentrated and exhausted while he's preparing for his N.E.W.T. "How long has he been like this?"

"About two days, he didn't eat nor sleep... I don't even know if he even showered" sighed "I've tried everything to convince him to take a break, but he's just not listening. I know exams are important, but he seriously needs to rest." Ominis exhaled an exasperated sound

"You know Sebastian, when he sets his mind to something, he's incredibly stubborn," MC said frustrated but with a hint of admiration in her voice."

"Yes. But maybe he'll listen to you. He always do." He remarked the last few words.

Mc blushed slightly, knowing that her feelings for Sebastian weren't exactly a secret, especially to someone as perceptive as Ominis. It was comforting to know that Ominis believed Sebastian would listen to her.

"Remember when we were in fifth year, and you managed to convince me?" Ominis chuckled. "He'll eventually give in."

"I'll talk to him, and even if he doesn't want to listen, I'll make him"

"Smart thinking"

Mc approached Sebastian, who seemed entirely unaware of their presence. She couldn't help but smile as she watched him so focused, she loved how expressive he was with his foxy brown eyes scanning the pages and with his thick eyebrows furrowed with intense concentration.

Adjusting her posture, she prepared herself to intervene.

"Seb" she called, but he didn't respond. "Sebastian" she raised her voice. Finally catching his attention

"Hey MC" he greeted, his eyes still glued to his beloved books "Care to join me?"

"Actually, I'm here to stop you from literally studying yourself to death"

"Oh when did you became that rebellious?" He chuckled "Am i that bad of an influence to you?"

He still said without facing her.

Mc felt a little bit jealous towards the books capturing his attention so fully. Why couldn't he look at her with the same intensity?

snatching his book from his hands, she demanded, "Can you just acknowledge my presence for one second?"

"All eyes on you darling" Sebastian said finally facing her.

His eyes heavy with exhaustation, he couldn't help but yawn.

"You look awful" she remarked, unable to deny that even in his tired state, he was still handsome.

"Well thank you" he rolled his eyes "Is that all you wanted to say ? Can I have my book back now?"

"You're such a nerd" MC scoffed "And no. You can't have your book back, because you need to take a break"

"I can't. I need to study and in order to study I need that book"

"Take a break" she insisted

"No"

"Sebastian I said: take a break"

"Nuh-uh"

"Sebastian. Take. A. Break"

"Try me"

"Ok you asked for it" MC wielded her wand "Accio" she said taking Sebastian's wand.

"Give me my wand back"

"Levioso" she said,lifting him into the air

"MC put me down" Sebastian complained

"I don't think I will" she laughed "you'll come with me wether you like it or not, Mr. Sallow"

"Ominis help me" he plead

"I won't, I'm sorry Sebastian but you need to rest. Have fun you two" his friend said playfully

"You traitor!" He shouted

Sebastian finally surrended and MC decided to take him to Hogwart's garden, she put there a tiny yellow blanket for them to sit on.

"I can't believe that you convinced me to stop studying" Sebastian said nervously

"I can be convincing when I want to" MC nudged him

"What can I say, I have a soft spot for you my lady" he said bowing dramatically

"Shut up you flirt" Mc said while she was secretly plessed

"But I only flirt with you" he smirked

"Yeah as If" she laughed, hoping he meant it.

Sebastian was obviously famous among other girls, he's a good-looking guy and incredibly charming.

She'd always found him handsome, but now, as they'd grown up, he was even more attractive. Yet, he wasn't just a pretty face; he was also incredibly intelligent, often hiding his brilliance behind a facade of the school's bad boy.

"I'm happy that you're here, you needed to take a break from all this stress" Mc said softly

"Yeah you're right I'm sorry if I was stubborn" he rested his head on her lap "but you still love me either way"

"I don't know" she stroked his hair gently "Love is a strong word"

"Don't be so cruel" he pouted and he let out a chuckle

"I'm curious, Seb. You're studying for N.E.W.T. but what job do you want to do?" Mc asked.

"I want to be a professor, like my parents were. More specifically, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Sebastian replied with determination.

"That suits you, Sebastian. You taught me a lot in my first year here," MC smiled. "Though I can't stop thinking about how you're going to tame your rebellious side."

"I won't. I'll probably break the school rules." Sebastian admitted with a mischievous grin.

"What a bad boy," MC teased.

"And you, MC? What are you going to do?" Sebastian asked

"I don't actually know. I'll know when I see my dream job." she admitted.

"Well, I hope you'll consider working at Hogwarts. You would be a great principal, unlike Black,"

"Anyone could be better than him," MC agreed.

"You're right, but you'll be the greatest," Sebastian said with a smile. "I think I'm gonna take a nap" he yawned

"You better do Sallow" she pinched his cheeks

"Yes M'am"

Mc watched as Sebastian went to sleep, a small smile apperead on her lips. She couldn't help but giggle softly at the sound of his snores, feeling content in this moment of peace with him. Adjusting her posture, she closed her eyes, grateful for the chance to finally relax together.

...

"Sebastian?" MC rubbed her eyes, realizing she had fallen asleep with her head on his lap.

"MC, you woke up," Sebastian exclaimed, looking refreshed.

"I wasn't supposed to sleep," MC tried to stand up, but Sebastian gently blocked her.

"Well, now you need some rest too," he said, booping her nose

"I'm fine, Seb, don't worry," MC insisted, blushing heavily as she finally managed to stand up and sat down next to him.

"You look extremely pretty when you sleep, you know that?" Sebastian said, his gaze fixed on her, causing MC to blush even harder.

"You're just saying that because you're exhausted," MC brushed off Sebastian's compliment nervously.

"I was just tired. You're making it seem like I was drunk," he joked.

"Well, lack of sleep can make you feel drunk," MC laughed, covering her mouth with her hand.

"You should stop covering your smile. I love your bunny teeth," Sebastian said, leaning closer to MC. "They're so cute... well, you are cute."

MC was stunned into silence. Sebastian seemed unusually serious, a rarity for him.

"I don't know if you're trying to avoid my compliments because you don't want to hurt my feelings," Sebastian continued, looking away and nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "But I really mean it, MC. I love you and cherish you. You're the only girl who has ever caught my eye. Can't you see? I only have eyes for you. I know I'm tired, but this confession is genuine. I didn't want to risk our friendship, but at this point, I want to take that risk."

"Sebastian," MC said softly, her heart beating faster. "I love you too. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. I've loved you all along. I just didn't want to misinterpret your kindness... maybe I panicked."

"Well from now on you will never have to worry about my feelings for you. I love you and I'll always will"

Sebastian pressed his lips against MC's with tenderness. It was a gentle kiss, filled with all the unspoken words they had kept hidden for so long. Time seemed to stop as they shared this intimate moment, the kiss expressed their undying love.

And in that moment, everything felt perfect.

#hogwarts legacy #fluff #sebastian sallow #mc x sebastian sallow

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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HIS IG STORY OMG ?? innocent reader is crying and had just gone through her first breakup and dbf/stepdad!seb sees her then lectures her about boys her age and manipulating her into fucking him so he makes her sit on his lap and he ends up taking her virginity + frotting, him comforting-manipulating her the entire time, daddy kink, beard kink, praise, corruption, etc

I'M STILL NOT OVER IT

Sebastian Stan x Reader; dub!con, stepdad!seb, age gap NOT underage (reader is 20, Seb is 40s), manipulation, frottage, vaginal sex, daddy kink, beard kink, praise, slight dumbification

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You burst through the front door, sobbing, skirt and top askew. You threw yourself down on the couch, not noticing your stepdad, Sebastian sitting in the chair next to it.

"Honey? What happened?" he asked, reaching over and rubbing your back.

You turned your head so you look at him. "I got dumped because I wouldn't sleep with him," you wailed, turning back into your pillow.

"Well honey, that's because you were dating a boy, not a man. A man knows how to wait until his girl is ready. Oh baby, come here, come sit on my lap," Sebastian said, grabbing your hand and pulling you up and onto him. "Boys don't know how to treat a little girl like you, honey, you need a man like Daddy."

Sebastian pushed you until your head was tucked into his neck and shoulder, your forehead resting against his beard, your body plastered to his. "Daddy knows exactly how to take care of you honey, will you let me?"

"I- I don't know," you whispered, biting your lip.

"Just move your hips a little baby, back and forth, that's it! Such a good girl, look at you," Sebastian praised, one hand on your hip guiding your movements, the other on your back, rubbing it in circles.

"D-Dad, stop, I don't th-think-" you mumbled but he cut you off.

"You're right, you don't think, just let Daddy take care of you baby. You're not doing anything honey, just rubbing, there's nothing wrong with a little rubbing right?"

"I guess..." you trailed off into a small moan, hips pressing down harder on his as you felt your panties get damp. Sebastian suppressed his own moan, feeling it through his pants.

"You know, this would be easier without pants, let's take them off, honey. Still just rubbing, no need to worry." Sebastian undid his slacks, pushing them and his briefs down to his thighs, his cock hard and pointing straight up at you.

You gulped and jumped as you felt Sebastian's hands at your waistband. "Shh, just taking yours off too honey, it's okay, nothing's happening, just gonna show you how I'd take care of you," Sebastian reassured, pulling panties down and off your legs carefully, leaving your skirt on. "See? Even have your skirt still on, can't do anything wrong if you're still dressed, can you?"

"I don't..." you trailed off again as Sebastian guided his dick between your legs, moving your hips back and forth, the wet slide making you moan.

"That's it sweetheart, fuck, just like that," Sebastian murmured, hands on your hips, helping you move back and forth, faster, rutting you against his dick.

"Doing so well honey, you wanna try feeling even better?" he asked, hands stilling your hips, making you whine.

"Y-yeah," you stuttered, desperately trying to get your hips moving again, wetter than you ever remember being.

"Okay honey, Daddy's gonna put just the tip in, okay? Just the tip, won't go any further unless you want it sweetheart," Sebastian said as he angled his dick to your pussy, pushing the head in.

You gasped at the sudden feeling, squirming in his lap, making him grip your hips tightly. "Shit, careful baby, Daddy doesn't want to do anything you're not ready for."

"D-Da- um, Daddy?"

Sebastian groaned, hearing you call him that. "Yes sweetheart, what is it? You feeling good?"

"Mhmm I think so, but I um, I want more," you said shyly, keeping your face hidden in his neck.

Sebastian bit his lip holding back another groan. "Yeah honey? Want Daddy to put it all in?" he asked as he slowly pushed in the rest of the way, pulling you until you were fully seated in his lap.

You gasped, squirming again. You brought your hand up to his beard, stroking it, trying to get used to the the strange full feeling.

"You doing okay sweetheart? How's it feel, tell Daddy," Sebastian murmured, hugging you to him, arms around your waist, letting you adjust.

"Feels...full D-Daddy," you managed, turning and rubbing your cheek against his, feeling his beard rasp against you, soothing you.

"Yeah, I bet it does honey, you're so tight. That's a good thing sweetheart," he rushed to add when you started trying to pulling away. "Need a tight little pussy to ruin," he muttered, hips lightly thrusting, not able to hold back anymore.

"Oh!" you gasped, new sensations sparking through you. You buried your face harder in his neck, hands moving to grip his arms, pressed back against the chair, his hands on your hips, lifting and dropping you on his dick slightly.

"That's it baby, you just let Daddy finish taking care of you, gonna make you feel so good sweetheart, whenever you're ready you come, okay? No need to hold it back, Daddy wants you feeling good."

His hips began pumping up a bit faster, a bit harder, and you moaned as you felt something building inside you. "Daddy, I- I think I'm gonna," you whispered, your hips moving desperately against his hands.

"Yeah, come on honey, give it to Daddy, lemme see you come, lemme see you feeling good, all for Daddy," Sebastian murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to your temple.

You whimpered as you felt your orgasm hit you, tightening around his dick, shaking as you relaxed, melting into his lap.

"Fuck baby, that was perfect, you're so good honey, Daddy's so proud of you. My little girl, not so little anymore, you're finally not a virgin anymore! Look at you, coming on your Daddy's cock like a pro. Gonna fill you up now honey, okay? Gonna fuck you full of my cum, let you leak it out slow, until I fuck you full some more," Sebastian groaned, his hips tensing as he came, shooting deep inside you.

You tried to get up, but Sebastian didn't let you up. "Where you going baby? I said I was filling you up again," he grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead, tucking you back against him.

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x reader #smut #no y/n

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justaredheadf1fan · 2 years

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The Return of the Sprint Race

Hey, I know, I'm an idiot but I need to keep my sanity somehow nowadays 😂

So, today was the second Sprint Race of this season, plus we had FP2 first. FP2 wasn't really that entertaining or interesting today, but the Sprint was a pretty different story. Actually, everything worth mentioning about FP2 is.... absolutely nothing.

What I've found interesting though (to call it something), is something one of the Spanish commentators said today. They said that people are trying to find tensions between Carlos and Charles after the former's win at Silverstone when there's really nothing there.

It's funny they of all people say that because they've been going on and on about tensions between Lewis and George since the season started. They try to make George Lewis' biggest and toughest rival because they think he's trying to steal his place in Mercedes because he's better than Lewis. And now there's nothing going on at Ferrari related to their golden boy after they fucked over Charles once again and part of the team was pissed? Excuse me. Fucking ridiculous if you ask me. This is why I can't stand this commentators, where's Ted!?

The only good thing but from before FP2, was an interview by this girl from DAZN Spain (my dear friends again) to Mick 🥰 She asked him if Silverstone was a motivation boost and my baby clapped back by telling her that he was never unmotivated, which I think was a very smooth answer to correct someone who just assumes bullshit without anything to back it up for a living, instead of making questions or affirmations based on actual facts. There commentators, seriously. But my boy here's too good to fall for this crap.

Finally, the Sprint Race came, and not because Iw as eager to watch it, but because I was looking forward to be done for the day at work and go to Ibiza for the evening 😂 We got a few interesting things today during the Sprint.

Charles and Carlos fighting for P2 was a highlight, particularly because Charles is diving into his Reputation era, which I was really looking forward too. The only downside has been Max taking advantage of it but I'm still hoping for him to get a DNF tomorrow.

Also at the very start Pierre and Lewis hit but I'm not truly clear on how that was, because of the camera angle I have my doubts. It looked like Pierre squeezed Lewis a little too much, but I honestly can't judge. Albon did crash into almost everyone including my dear Seb. Zhou's car stopped at the first start, causing the restart right after. A shitshow, as usual.

Another highlight was Mick fighting and keeping Lewis in check. I mean, he did a hell of a job, he defended like a lion and did everything he could until the very end, which is impressive. That's for the idiots at the back saying he's not a good driver, in the words of my friend Kevin "Violence on Wheels" Magnussen, suck my balls.

Another Reputation era going around now is Mick's, because HE WAS PISSED. Like seriously pissed. This is the very start of the Schumacher War Crimes part 2, I can feel it. And honestly, I'M HOPING FOR IT. Can you imagine? You know it when you see Mick angry and looks exactly like his dad. Which is awesome.

The last thing I want to comment on is the fact that Seb has been fined by the FIA for walking out on the Friday driver's briefing. Look, think what you will, but if Sebastian Vettel of all people leaves just like that, there's 800% a good reason for it. This bunch of morons running the sport are just sinking it into the fucking ground, and I totally get why there's tension building between the FIA and Stewards and the drivers, because honestly this is just moronic at best.

I'm weary of what will happen tomorrow, I can't put my expectations in order this time because it's all getting a little out of hand right now. What I can and will say is that my 3 darlings going full on into their Villain eras is something I wasn't expecting so soon but my body's so ready to witness and enjoy.

Once again, it's over 2am and I can't find the strength to proofread this, I unfortunately have to work in the morning again. But I'll be back tomorrow with a sarcastic commentary if you wanna call it that, as per usual. At least I hope tomorrow I'l be able to go to bed a wee bit earlier at least, otherwise I'll be so fucked 😂

Peace out!

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zaine-m · 2 years

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July 12th - Still behind but hoping to catch up today. We're on "What team?" then ta catch up I also have to watch "Thanksgiving". Tomorrow with "The Tech rehearsal" we won't get any Gina which sucks but we'll survive.

Previous -- next

Season 1 Episode 6: "What Team?" thoughts under the cut:

Okay so this episode is starting the Monday after Homecoming, which was Friday

Everyone is working together and is having fun, finally

Why do they have big red do all the miscellaneous stuff

Seb's little pink streak of hair 🥰

How tf did Gina turn her personality around so quickly

And just because of a guy, where did the don't change yourself for a guy message go?

Yes Nini feel that pain, Ricky has girls other than you in his life, you can't just drop him and pick him up as you see fit. Honestly I just like seeing her in pain

Why did Gina jump so early, her and that Ryan guy

Gina's "I figured", this girl takes responsibility for her actions

Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels like there was a deleted scene where a lot went down because Ricky told her like once that she was too ambitious and that's what caused all this change. Has no one ever called her out before? Was her entire confidence act really all that weak?

"It's was more like I felt like I had to get it" "That's the same thing"

It's hard to take them seriously when they're wearing the most brightly coloured outfits ever

"little too literal for my taste" she's such a english teacher (derogatory)

We never see the principle in season 2 do we?

Kourtney switched so fucking quickly like before she was stealing Gina's stuff because her friend had a hunch Gina stole her phone and now they're being all friendly. I guess if Nini told Kourtney what Gina said and Gina didn't know about Kourtney's part in it it doesn't matter that much but still, like Kourtney used to hate Gina

Carlos putting his acting skills to work

Nini, Carlos is already soo stressed about this, why are you making his life harder with all your questions?

"This is not a democracy"😂

Nini pushing Carlos to his limits then being like "are you okay? it's not that deep" like, you're the issue

Seb's little "You know you could've told me"

Ricky just hanging onto "the show will still go on" for sake of his dying mental health then Gina just being like, "wtf, you can hold onto to stuff, even when it's unlikely, not just run away at any sign things could fall apart, seems fake but okay"

Gina's making friends!!!! And they're close!!!!

"Has it occurred to you that Miss Jenn is responsible for her own untimely demise" This is why Mr. Mazzara is my favourite character

Ej being this unstoppable force of making bad decisions and Ashlyn trying her best to stop him

HE'S GROWING AS A PERSON. CHARACTER DEVLOPMENT. I'm so proud of my little asshole baby, he's doing the right thing on his own

"I've messed up. More than you know" He's so responsible

"The audience doesn't know what they're missing" And he still uplifts her after everything that happened where she was a pretty shitting girlfriend to him

This is peak EJ. He will never get better than in this scene

His little stop when he's checking to see if he has anything else to apologize for

We better get a billion sorrys 2.0 in season 3

Nini's suffering when she sees Rina😍😍😍😍

Why tf did you think you would be able to stroll back into Ricky's life after how you left him. Because of his fear of abandonment and change that makes him willing o do anything to get things back to the way they used to be? Oh, yeah, okay, fair

How many teachers does this school have? would none of them be willing to help the students finish the musical?

Big Red made friends outside of Ricky!!!!

Ashlyn inviting a ton of people to Big Red's house

Please tell me I'm not the only one who doesn't miss Natalie Bagley. Her sass is kind of funny at first but then it just gets annoying

Gina says that like she has a lot of skeletons in her closet

Again Nini with this voice thing. Show me one fucking scene where no one listens to her, where everyone ignores or invalidates what she's saying. Any decent writer would add a scene like that to make this actually be a believable issues

Unless what Nini means by being heard is to have her voice be scene as the only important one and it's just so fucking shitty for anyone to have that

Okay but Ashlyn, I don't think your parents would be as relaxed about a teacher lying about their sketchy past

So mike and Miss Jenn find out that they're both connected to Ricky. This seems so early in their relationship that they could just break it off now

This entire show acts like theater is this very hated community which I never saw at my school. Idk is it an American thing?

Are you allowed to fire people sp publicly, like that seems like humiliating people in the workplace. Is this a thing that actually happens?

Also those seem like pretty good reasons to fire her

The way Ricky looks at his dad when he stands up

Seb says "she's the one who cheers us on" but then she's always just saying "no seb"

Where is Nini's other mom???

The hugging scenes are always so fun because you can just see them randomly hugging eachother in the background. Like Ashlyn and Ricky, EJ and seb, Carlos and Nini

Yessss, more of Nini in pain!!!!

Ricky's look when he realises they're flirting

#hsmtmts watch through #hsmtmts season 1 #hsmtmts

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buckysboobs · 3 years

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since i have a strained relationship with my father i would just like to wish my comfort dad dilf daddy dom father figure a very happy father's day i love you

#don't judge me #i call him dad sometimes because it brings me comfort #i love you #he makes me feel so safe #whenever i have one of those bad fights with my dad i just want to run into seb's arms and cry into his neck #because i know he would comfort me #sebastian stan #yes i have daddy issues i thought it was obvious through my fics #i can't stop thinking about seb calling me his 'little girl'#or bucky #or literally any of his characters #scott huffman specially #happy father's day ig #LEE BODECKER wait #he's my comfort dad too #i want to be his little girl so bad #i'm going to go and cry now

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avenging-fandoms · 3 years

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Pumpkin Eater

*requested by anonymous *hey bebs 💕 could you write something where chris cheated on the reader and he sees her with sebastian and gets jealous 🥺 *in which y/n and chris were engaged to be married in 7 months, but she caught him cheating. leaving her homeless, her friend sebastian let her stay with him. *warning: angst, cheating, mentions of sex, drinking, fluff *PLEASE send me requests!!!!! i can do whoever :)

MASTERLIST

this is going to be a series!!

“oh my fucking god” you breathed and dropped your bags, the door hitting the wall catching the attention of chris and the girl on top of him. “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me” they both scrambled and she got her clothes on fast, running out the door.

chris wrapped himself in the blanket, shaking his head and putting his hand up. "yn, i promise, this wasn't supposed to happen"

"oh bullshit, chris! did you think i wouldn't find out? my god, chris, we're fucking engaged!" you ran your fingers through your hair, chris still tightening the blanket around his waist. "4 years. 4 years down the drain, for what? for some fun?" your lip quivered and you shook your head.

"yn, please, i can explain" you scoff, running your tongue over your lips as you shift your weight to one leg with your arms across your chest as you looked at him.

"you can explain what? you cheated! there's no fucking excuse!" you exclaim, grabbing a bag from the closet and shoving random articles of clothes in it, as well as the ones you just bought.

"where are you going? no, please don't leave" chris begged and grabbed your wrist, and you chuckle as you ripped it out of his grip.

"if you don't want me to leave, you shouldn't have cheated and had some random girl riding your dick. i'm calling off the wedding" you threw the ring at his chest and slammed the bedroom door behind you. you shoved the bag into the back of your car, starting your car and gripping the steering wheel. you squeezed your eyes shut and leaned your forehead onto the wheel, your shoulders shaking as you sob.

your phone started to ring and you took a deep breath, sniffling and taking a few breaths before answering it. your elbow leaned against the door, eyes closed with your fingers against your forehead. "hey yn!" sebastian beamed over the phone and you smile softly, feeling a little better to hear how happy he sounded.

"you called at literally the best time. is it alright if i come over?"

"sure! door's unlocked, i've got drinks in the fridge, i'll see you soon then!" you said your goodbyes and hung up the phone, putting it away and blasting music as you drove off to sebastian's.

30 minutes later you pulled into sebastian's driveway and turned down the music before shutting off your car. you grabbed your bag and took a breath before sulking over to his door. you knocked softly and tapped your toes together as you waited for sebastian to open the door. you heard his footsteps and the door swung open, your puffy eyes meeting his sweet, bright smile.

"hey doll! oh no, why are you sad?" your lip quivered after the question and you let out a sob, sebastian catching you as you fell into him, he scrunches his eyebrows confused and wraps his arms around you.

"i-i caught him in bed-" sebastian shushed you softly and held your head, bringing you and your bag inside his house.

"you don't have to tell me anything until you're ready, okay? i'll be here to listen. for now, i'll just hold you until you have no more tears" he smiled and kissed your head, the both of you sitting on the couch. he put your legs over his lap, comforting you. you hiccuped once you stopped crying, playing with the hem of sebastian's shirt.

"he was in bed.. with that bitch i asked about a couple months ago" you sighed and sebastian scoffed, shaking his head.

"what did he say before? when you asked about her before" sebastian rubbed your arm and you laughed.

"an old hometown friend who moved to california. and i believed it, even though i met all his friends from home"

"what an asshole, you don't deserve that" sebastian whispered and kissed your forehead, making you smile.

"and.. with me being over here now, if it's not any incon-"

"yes, you are more than welcome to stay. my guest bedroom is finally finished" you smile and hug him tightly, sebastian rubbing your back. "love you yn"

"love you more, seb, thank you" you whisper and snuggle your cheek into his shoulder.

the next day sebastian helped you pack your things from the house you and chris shared. you guys put some boxes in storage and some boxes to sebastian's house. chris came back to the house as you closed the trunk of your car.

"yn? hey, please listen to me" chris begged and and you clicked your seatbelt in the passenger seat.

"she's not talking to you right now. you hurt her, very bad, chris" sebastian glared, backing up and getting into the driver's seat. chris yelled things about you getting with sebastian as payback but it was muffled. sebastian reached over and grabbed your thigh and you shook your head as you placed your hand on top of his.

"i told myself i wouldn't cry about it anymore.. but i can't help it" you sniffled and at a red light, sebastian wiped the tears from your cheeks.

"you're allowed to be sad, yn. it's your choice how long you want to be sad, no one else's, okay?" he whispered and you nodded, kissing his palm and you widened your eyes.

"sebastian, i didn't mean to do that" you rambled on and he chuckled, holding your wrists and kissing each knuckle and your palms. "oh" you sighed, dropping your shoulders and sebastian looked up at you through his eyelashes.

"see? don't be sorry, it's comforting" he smiled and you nodded slowly, licking your lips. "you want to go somewhere to eat?" you nodded and he sat the right way again. luckily there was no one behind you two because you sat through a green light. the light turned green again and he took off, heading to the place you wanted to eat before heading to his house.

sebastian pulled into his driveway and opened your door for you. you think him as he takes your hand into the house. "are there any.. house rules?"

"uhm.. food is free reign, bathroom upstairs, the guest room is right across from- what's wrong?" you rubbed your arm and shrugged, looking around the house then meeting sebastian's eyes.

"i didn't mean to make your life any more crazy" you apologize to him and stare at your toes.

"hey, look at me" sebastian said but you refused. he held your chin softly and tilted your face up to look at him. "you could never be a burden to me, i promise. i've always wanted a roommate who wasn't crazy"

"well.. i'm pretty crazy now" you smiled and he laughed, shaking his head.

"no, definitely not. chris is crazy for cheating on an amazing, smart, sexy girl like you" he grinned and your cheeks felt hot. "there's that shy smile"

"you think i'm sexy?" i whisper, stepping a little closer to sebastian.

"who wouldn't?" he whispered back, his mouth inches from yours. "goodnight yn"

"goodnight seb" he kissed your forehead and headed to his room. you sighed contently with a smile on your face, heading to the guest room. it was still scattered with some boxes, the closet half filled with clothes and the dresser topped with a mirror and a tv.

you got ready for bed and cuddled tight under the sheets, deleting the new texts you got from chris about the cheating, about sebastian, about everything. you went on social media, which is a bad idea after a break up. 'chris evans' was trending, and it was filled with thousand of tweets about the break up. your chest felt heavy and it felt like your throat was closing. "seb..seb.." you ripped the blankets off of you and you knocked on his door frantically.

"come in" you swung the door open and he dropped his clothes in his hamper. "what's wrong, doll?"

"they're a-all talking about it" you cried in choppy breaths, sebastian's eyebrows furrowing. you handed him your phone and he scrolled through the tweets, shaking his head and putting your phone next to his on the nightstand. "h..how did they find out?! i didn't post anything, remove any pictures, or say anything about you. how is it out?!"

"apparently he let it slip in an interview. plus i guess he confided in the wrong person and they told the press" sebastian rubbed your back and you let out a soft cry, falling into him. "you're going on a social media detox. i'm going to take your phone for a couple days and we're going to enjoy the world, okay?" you nod and sniffle, nodding and wiping your cheeks with his thumbs.

"i'm sorry for dumping all of this on you" you said softly and you looked up at him.

"never apologize for your feelings" he whisper and i nodded, leaning forward and kissing his chest.

"thank you seb" your tone was soft as you leaned back against his bed. sebastian was still processing the kiss to his chest you left, a soft smirk playing on his lips. it didn't take long for you to fall asleep, and sebastian didn't want to move you. he pulled the blankets over the two of you, kissing your forehead before shutting off the side lamp and falling asleep with an arm draped over you.

you woke up the next day with your arms wrapped around sebastian's arm. your eyes felt heavy and puffy, but you didn't want to move out of your very comfortable spot. you watched sebastian chest rise up and down slowly with every breath he took, his arm tucked under his head with his face turned away from yours.

you never really looked at sebastian, but you were glad you were getting the chance to right now. he shifted and you panicked, closing your eyes again to pretend you were sleeping. you heard him sigh and felt his bicep flex, and it was so hard to bite back your smile and grip it in your hands.

sebastian slowly pulled his arm away from your grip and pushed your hair out of your face before he got out of bed. sebastian headed into his bathroom and locked the door, your eyes shooting open. your arms pushed up the soft sheets as you stretched your limbs. you reached over for your phone, seeing a lot of missed calls, texts and notifications from almost every social media app you had.

sebastian's phone vibrated and you jumped when you heard the water turn on in the shower, sebastian badly singing as he showered. you sighed and peeked at his screen, seeing a lot of texts from chris.

"this is crazy" you sighed, placing a pillow over your face and wanting to scream. you had almost fallen asleep again before you heard the water shut off. you took the pillow off of your face and pretended to just be waking up as he came out of the bathroom.

"well, good morning roomie" sebastian smiled and you sat up, gasping softly with wide eyes as you noticed sebastian dripping in water with his towel loosely tied around his waist.

“good morning. i didn’t mean to take up your bed last night. all that crying just really took it out of me"

“no problem, i understand. my bed is big enough for the both of us. no bother” he smiled and took another towel to dry his hair. you brushed your hair out of your face and sighed.

"uhm, i'm gonna go shower. probably unpack too. you can come help if you want" you started to walk towards his door but you heard him whistle. you tighten your face and turn around slowly, sebastian's hand on his hip with the other out palm facing up.

"i seem to remember there were 2 phones on my nightstand, and now there's only one. give it here" you grunt and slightly stomp as you slapped the phone in his hand. "this is for your own sake, it's to better you and your mind!" sebastian smiled and you rolled your eyes, trying to pretend that you were mad at sebastian but you couldn't help the corners of your mouth curling up.

"yeah, yeah. whatever" you push his shoulder and he laughs. "i'll be in my room, then i'm gonna shower"

"okay. and hey," you turned around in his door frame, your hand on the wood as you looked over your shoulder to sebastian. "you and me"

you smile, nodding softly. "you and me, seb"

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bxcketbarnes · 2 years

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Shoot Your Shot

Pairing: Johnny Nunzio x Reader

Words: 1400+

Another character for Seb in the books! Johnny is fucking adorable and I love him. He deserves the puss 😏🤣 I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you guys think! xox

"Are you sure that Marina won't mind? I mean, she's paired up with Johnny," you ask your friend, Tina, while fiddling with your fingers.

Tina laughs and shakes her head. "Y/N, I'm still in shock that you have a crush on Johnny Nunzio," she chuckles while tugging up the skirt of her wedding dress.

"Yeah, I agree," Donna mutters, helping the woman, "I mean he's kind of an idiot, Y/N."

Your cheeks blush and you shrug your shoulders. "I don't know, guys. He's really cute," you grin, causing the blonde to pinch your cheeks.

"Aw, Tina! Our little one is in love," Donna chuckles as you swat at her hand. "Girl, I'm sure Marina won't mind at all. She doesn't even see him that way."

"Oh, good," you mutter and let out a sigh of relief, the smile on your lips widening. "I should let you guys get ready. I'll see you at the church!"

The girls wave you off and you let out a laugh before walking out of Josie's, Tina's mother, house. You make a quick pit stop at home to change into the dress you bought for the occasion.

You walk up to the church, your fingers playing with the lace on your red off-the-shoulder dress. You see Johnny leaning against the car with his brother and two friends, a smile coming to your lips.

"Hey, Johnny," you greet the brunette and his blue eyes meet yours.

His pink lips part slightly as Dom nudges his side. "H-Hey, Y/N," Johnny stutters as you continue walking by.

His eyes follow you until you disappear into the church. "I don't think I've ever heard you stutter before," Tony mentions with a smirk.

Johnny rolls his eyes and takes a sip from his beer bottle. "Shut up, I was caught off guard," he mumbles while chewing on the ends of his sunglasses. "She looks good, really good."

"Go for it, dude. You said you were getting a girl tonight. Shoot your shot," Dom says while slapping Johnny's back.

He adjusts his suit and glances towards the guy. "You think she'd go for me?" He mutters while running his hands through his hair.

Tony snorts, causing the younger brother to glance towards him. "I think so. She looks your way a lot," Tony informs him as everyone begins piling into the church.

You cross one leg over the other as the Pastor starts the ceremony and you couldn't help but glance in Johnny's direction every few minutes. You gently bite your lip, wishing you could speak to him more often without acting like a fool.

Your breath hitches in your throat as you glance towards the brunette, his eyes already looking at you. A quiet laugh leaves your lips as Johnny aggressively chews the gum in his mouth.

He smiles at you and you tuck your hair behind your ear, feeling a bit shy under his gaze.

The ceremony was… interesting. Probably one of the most dysfunctional weddings you've ever attended, to be honest. But, you're extremely happy for the two of them.

After driving over to the place the reception is being held in, you decide to try and talk to Johnny some more. You find a seat to sit in after walking into the building, waiting for Vinnie, the owner, to call in the wedding party.

You sip on the drink you got from the bar as Vinnie steps onto the stage. "For those of you who don't know me, my name is Vinnie Black. I am the Cadillac of Caterers and I welcome you to the Coliseum," Vinnie greets everyone before continuing his speech. "Folks, I am honored that Josie and her late husband, Vito, have entrusted me with her lovely daughter's wedding party."

A quiet sigh leaves your lips as Vinnie drones on about Tina, finding it a bit creepy at how the older man described her. He first introduces Tina's mother, and Tony's father, Anthony, the two coming out from behind the curtain.

You clap your hands, watching the two get their photo taken before they continue forward. Johnny and Marina get called next and you can't help but feel your heart flutter in your chest. Your eyes watch him as they walk out, seeing the bored expression on the brunette's face.

You stifle a laugh as the two walks past you. A smile etched onto your lips as your eyes meet Johnny's. He gives you a small wave and continues walking forward, his head whipping back to look at you for a few more seconds.

Tina and Tony were announced, causing the whole room to cheer. You stand from your chair and clap your hands together, smiling fondly at the two.

The dance floor clears a bit for the newlyweds to have their first dance as you head towards the bar. You hand the bartender your empty glass before returning to the dance floor.

Other members of the wedding party start to dance with one another when you walk up to Johnny. You fiddle with your fingers and tap his shoulder. "Y/N, hey," he smiles while moving his hand to rest on your arm.

"Hey, Johnny," you softly grin as a shiver runs down your spine. "I-Do you wanna dance with me?"

He glances towards Marina and she just nods her head before walking away. "Yeah, yeah," Johnny says breathlessly and rests one of his hands on your hips.

A blush dusts your cheeks as your left hand clasps with his while your right sits on his shoulder. The two of you sway to the music playing as you keep your gaze locked with his.

"You look beautiful," Johnny mumbles while glancing towards his brother.

You press your lips together and quietly thank him. You move to rest your head on his chest, hearing his heart beating quickly. "You look handsome, Johnny," you whisper loud enough for him to hear as the brunette's hands on your waist slide across your back.

He clears his throat, causing you to pull away from him. "I- You make me nervous," Johnny laughs as the two of you continue to dance.

"You make me nervous as well. It's okay," you mumble while squeezing his hand in yours.

Johnny lets out a deep breath before grinning ear to ear. He wets his lips and halts his movements. You furrow your brows as the brunette looks around the room, noticing everyone interacting with one another.

"C'mere," Johnny mumbles and drags you away from the others. You bite your lip softly and glance over your shoulder, seeing Tina giving you a thumbs up.

The two of you move behind the giant heart before Johnny turns to face you. "Why are we back here?" You giggle as he rests his hand on your cheek.

"So I could do this," he mutters before leaning down to kiss you.

Your eyes widen as a sharp gasp escapes your lips. Johnny takes a step closer to you while slipping his arm around your waist. You kiss him back and flutter your eyes shut, moving your arms around his neck.

He presses your body against his as your heart pounds against your chest. "Shit," Johnny whispers after pulling away from you, his forehead resting against yours.

"I-That was unexpected," you mumble, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"I've been wanting to do that for a bit," he mutters before kissing your lips lightly. "I just never thought you'd kiss me back."

A grin comes to your lips and you glide your fingers through his hair. "I've wanted to kiss you for a long time, Johnny," you confess to him.

He goes to say something when his father yells his name, startling the two of you. You glance over your shoulder as your hands slide down his arms.

"We should probably get back," Johnny whispers, causing you to glance back at him.

"Promise me we can do this again later?" You ask him while biting your lip, hiding your smirk.

The brunette wets his lips and smirks. "Oh, absolutely. I'm gonna wanna kiss you a lot," Johnny mutters before quickly kissing you once more. You hum and jokingly bite his bottom lip. Johnny lets out a growl and tightens his grip on your hips. "Don't tease me."

"Mm, I'll think about it, handsome," you wink before walking away from him, heading back towards the dance hall.

"Fuck, she'll be the death of me," Johnny mumbles to himself and follows after you.

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Idk if you had a chance to listen to the gossip girl podcast yet but I found it fascinating that Seb has a ‘pre-audition ritual’ that he feels like if he breaks it, it’ll bring him bad luck. Ik he joked about OCD but it sounds like it might be a mild case, him saying he has to wear the same clothes in callbacks in case *that* was the reason he got it in the first place, reminded me of myself: i have a pre-bedtime ritual I cannot break or I think terrible things are going to happen to me and my family. Also I didn’t know he smoked! He sounded a little hesitant and shy about it but as much as I dislike smoking I gotta admit, it’s pretty hot on him 😩 even if it is just before auditions and callbacks I hope he’s not smoking too much because I’d hate for him to ruin his lungs lol

I'm so sorry for the late reply, nonnie! (I feel so bad about all the asks i haven't answered but I guess I'm doing my best 🙈)

Yeah, it's interesting, I know Sebastian sometimes jokes about having OCD but I do actually also feel like he actually struggles with it a little bit sometimes. But then again, don't a lot of people? I know I do, and a lot of my friends and family do too. Like you, I used to have a pre-bedtime ritual as a kid that I couldn't break or else terrible things would happen to my loved ones. Fortunately I let that one go as I grew older (because it took literally like an hour every night which meant I often didn't get enough sleep, which brought with it a bunch of different problems), but I still have a few little things like that I do before a flight, or when waving goodbye to my loved ones etc. And I know lots of people who only step on the white stripes on a crossing, or who always put their socks on a certain way etc. etc. Some of it is superstition, some of it might be considered mild OCD, but yeah, I think seeing as Sebastian has frequently called himself 'neurotic' and 'a bit of a hypochondriac', it wouldn't surprise me if his pre-audition rituals etc. were grounded in a bit of mild OCD.

And yes, he definitely smoked! I'm pretty sure he doesn't anymore, or if he does it's very occasionally, but when he was younger he was often seen smoking. I'm glad he mostly stopped too, though (I used to smoke myself but I feel so much better since I stopped!) But yes, I can't deny it looks hot on him 🔥 (oh how our brains have been conditioned 😅)

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cocosstories · 3 years

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Sebastian Stan One Shot

Can I ask for a dad Tom or Sebastian which ever you prefer. The reader is heavily pregnant and he is away when she goes into labor. He barely makes it on Time but then he has to leave again. And she is struggling all alone. She just wants him there but she's afraid of getting in the way of his dreams.

You knew when you had found out that you were pregnant that with your husband Sebastian's schedule, there was a possibility that he might not be able to be there when you went into labor.

Sebastian had promised that it wouldn't happen, making sure to take a few days off near your due date.

Yet here you were, in the hospital ready to give birth to your first child and Sebastian was nowhere in sight.

You had gone into labor earlier in the day and by lunchtime you had been admitted to the hospital, calling Seb on the way to let him know it was really happening.

He had jumped on the first flight home he could find and you knew he was trying as hard as possible to make it to you on time.

"Where is he?"

You cry out to your mom as another contraction rips through your tired body.

"I don't know baby. I'm sure he will be here soon."

She replies, trying to keep you calm as she rubs your back.

"He is going to miss it."

You could feel that the baby was so close to being born and you had a feeling that Sebastian wouldn't make it on time.

"Mrs. Stan, it's time to deliver your baby."

The doctor says a few minutes later.

"My husband isn't here. I can't do it without him."

You shake your head, trying to ignore the need to get the baby out that was radiating through your body.

"Your baby doesn't want to wait. You need to start pushing."

The doctor replies and as soon as the next contraction begins, your body takes over and you do as requested.

With your mom holding one of your hands and a nurse holding the other, you work to bring your baby into the world.

"I'm here! Did I miss it?"

You stop pushing when Sebastian runs into the room.

"Almost."

Your mom says as Sebastian takes the nurses spot at your side and kisses your head.

"Good timing dad. Alright Y/N you're so close. Keep going."

The doctor says, getting your focus back on the baby.

Not long after Sebastian shows up, you give on final push and your daughter makes her way into the world.

"I am so sorry baby. My flight got delayed..."

Sebastian says a while later when the three of you had been left alone in the room, your baby sleeping happily in your arms.

"You made it, that's all that matters."

You reply with a smile as you carefully make room for him on the bed and cuddle into him.

A few days later, you and the baby have been released from the hospital and Sebastian has to head back to work.

You were exhausted and worried about how you were going to take care of the baby all by yourself but Seb promised he would be home as soon as possible.

"How is everything going? Are you getting any sleep?"

He asks a week later during your nightly facetime.

"Yeah, some. Everything is fine babe. We are getting into a good routine, I think"

You reply with a small smile.

It wasn't that you wanted to lie but you knew if you told him how much you were struggling, he would back out of future projects and you didn't want to be the reason he missed out on something he really wanted to do.

"Are you sure? Baby, talk to me. You don't seem ok."

You sigh and close your eyes, Sebastian could always read you, even through a phone screen.

"It's just hard. I wish you could be here but I don't want you to feel like me and the baby are standing in the way of your career."

You finally say, hating yourself for not being stronger.

"Love, why didn't you tell me? My career isn't going anywhere. So what if I have to take a little while off. My wife and daughter are more important."

Tears fill your eyes as he speaks and even though he was still far away, just his words were enough to help the pressure you had been feeling since he left.

"We wrap filming tomorrow and after that, I am going to take some time off and come home. I want to spend some time with my girls. Hang in there for just a little longer ok? We will get through all of this and be a family soon. I promise."

With that, he is called back to set and hangs up, leaving you finally feeling like everything was going to be ok.

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SEASON NINE - Maddison - An Original Story

WARNING/S: Mention of broken nose

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR MY WORK TO BE USED IN ANY CAPACITY

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"Here she is, the big movie star" Jensen yells as Maddie walks into set. She laughs, shaking her head at him before walking over and into his open arms.

She gives him a tight squeeze, carefully not to spill her giant coffee. She needs it to function this early in the morning.

"You're a dad" she tells him excitedly as she pulls back from their embrace. His daughter had been born over hiatus. She’s so happy for him and his wife Danneel. She knows they’re going to be incredible parents.

"Yeah, I'm a dad" he says, grinning from ear to ear. His little girl had just turned six weeks old. It’s been the most emotional and sleep deprived six week of his life but he wouldn't change it for the world.

"How's it feel?"

"It's incredible Mads... I can't put it into words"

"She's beautiful"

"She gets it from her mum"

"She does"

"Ouch!"

"What... I was only agreeing with you"

Jensen just sighs and shakes his head at her while she grins. She's a smart ass and she knows it. He's really missed this. She hasn't given him cheek like this is so long. It's nice seeing this part of her again.

"Enough about me. How was it?"

"It was really good"

"Everyone was nice, no one was mean because I told Sebastian..."

"Jensen, everyone was great"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. We had a lot of fun"

"We?"

"Yeah. Me, Seb, the cast. We all hung out most weekends. It was really nice"

"Look at you, making friends"

"Oh fuck off"

Jensen laughs at her. Yep. The old Maddie is back, well some of her at least. Her phone goes off and she pulls it out of her back pocket to check it, expecting it to be Sebastian because who else would be messaging her at 5am?

She lets out a tiny hum when she sees it's from Chris. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about their date last week.

Maddie smiles at her phone, biting her lip a little before putting it back in her pocket. It doesn't go unnoticed by Jensen. Something’s going on.

He lets out a sigh, he knows he has to say something to her about what happened while she was in Atlanta.

"Seb told me he made bail"

"Yeah"

"Mads, why didn't you tell me?"

She looks at him shaking her head slightly. She knows she should have told him but she didn't. She couldn't bring herself to.

"The focus has been on me ever since that night. I don't want it to be anymore. I never did"

"I know that Kiddo... but not telling me things, that isn't the way to go Mads"

She sighs, she knows he’s right. She also knows she needs to tell him what else happened.

"His lawyer called"

"What?"

"When I was in Atlanta. He called, said Travis wanted to meet, to talk about the charges. He wants to convince to make me to drop them, to avoid it going to trial. He's facing prison time and he's decided it's Seb's fault, that he convinced me into making a false police report"

"When did this happen?" he asks, furious that Travis is still trying to control her.

"End of May..." she mumbles, biting her thumbnail as she looks at her feet.

"Maddie..."

"Jens, D was about to have JJ... I didn't want to take away from that, that's not fair"

"Maddie, listen to me. Telling me things that have happened, because of him... that isn't going to take away from anything, OK. I love you. I ask you to tell me these things because I want to know, I mean that. You know you can come to me, about anything"

"I know... I'm sorry"

"It's OK, but please don't hide these things from me. I can't help you if I don't know"

"OK"

"So, tell me... Captain America"

"What?!" she says, panicked. Has Sebastian told him about her date? She is going to bury him.

"The movie Mads, what's it about, what did you film?" he asks, very confused by her reaction. She quickly relaxes. He doesn't know. Or if he does he's not saying anything... yet.

"Nope"

"You're not going to tell me anything?"

"No"

"Not a single thing?"

"I'm in it"

"Come on Mads. You gotta give me more than that"

"I broke a drunk guys nose when he tried to kiss me. That was a whole thing"

"I bet it was"

"Sebastian lost his shit"

"I wouldn't expect anything less"

"I was able to utilise my prank skills. A prank war got started on set. Everyone kept coming to me for ideas"

"We have taught you well"

"That you have”

“Now, tell me about filming. Give me something"

"Nope"

Jensen lets out a frustrated groan. She really wants to tell him everything but she can't, she's not aloud to.

It’s annoying yet weirdly refreshing at the same time. Before she can say anything else she feels a hand on her back and turns to see Misha standing next to her

"Hi" she says excitedly, throwing her arms around him

"How was Atlanta?" he asks, kissing her temple as he pulls back

"It was good, really good" she says, a huge smile spreading across her face.

"Maddie!" Jared yells from behind her.

She turns towards his voice and sees him jogging over. As soon as he reaches them he pulls her into a hug, lifting her off the ground in the process which makes her let out a small squeal.

As he puts her down her mind drifts back to Chris. She can’t stop thinking about him.

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ocean eyes – chris evans

previous part: PART XIX — masterlist

concept: you finally have had enough. the slowest of slow burns. part twenty of many.

pairing: chris evans x reader

word count: 2,4k

warnings: you might cry; i know i did. angst.

author's note: i needed my comedic relief comfort characters for this one in the beginning tbh cause... well... you'll see. this one is for @miss-jackson500 because i haven't dedicated one to her yet and she's? amazing?!

You had wondered – for the days that followed – that if maybe the rescheduled meet-up hadn't been cut short by Anthony, if things would be different.

You came to the conclusion that all that really would've been different was that you'd know a little less.

"You're finally going to do it, huh?" Anthony grinned from across the pool table. You had, according to the original plan, all come together at the old bar where you'd first met the two. "You're going to tell him how you feel?"

"Is it a bad idea?" You asked, missing your shot. Your mind was heavily distracted, and it was showing through. You were usually wiping the floor with the duo, but now you were losing four balls to one.

"No, no, it's a fantastic idea," Anthony bent down to line up his next shot. "Tell her it's a fantastic idea, Seb. Better yet, tell me who the Black Widow should be with."

Sebastian, who had been sat to the side, waiting for his turn, rolled his eyes and took a swig of his beer. "I admit nothing until I see a ring."

"Speaking of rings!" Anthony jumped up excitedly – either from the prospect of marriage or the thrill of pocketing his ball, leaving team Falcon and Winter Soldier with just the black on the table – "I'm thinking a round cut two carat, set in rose gold? Colour scheme would he lavender, of course, because as best man–"

"You can get fucked if you think you're going to be best man."

"Of course I'm best man! Look at me, I'm the bestest man around, I'm fine as–"

"You can both get fucked if you think there's going to be a wedding," you laughed.

Anthony hissed a curse under his breath as he missed the winning pocket, reluctantly handing the cue off to Sebastian, who hopped off the stool to land gracefully on his feet.

You chalked your cue, determined to not lose yet another game to these dipshits. "I haven't even told him yet, what if he doesn't feel the same way?"

Anthony and Sebastian both looked at you, incredulous. "I mean this with only love, and it comes from a place deep within my heart... Are you blind?"

Sebastian was even balking. "Even I could tell, and I have the social skills of a pineapple."

"Okay, fine! You both are clearly biased, you saw us kiss."

"No, we watched a softcore porno is what we did, y'all devouring each other like that in public–"

He cut himself short, having to laughingly dodge himself out of the reach of your playful slap.

"I'm asking Scott for the final opinion," you proclaimed.

Sebastian rolled his eyes, eager to play and win the game, bouncing the end of the cue on the wooden bar floor. The rubber stop muted the noise.

You opened up the text thread you had been maintaining with the younger Evans. Should I tell Chris?

You didn't need to elaborate, Scott would know what you meant. There was a pause on his end, and you had just been about to put your phone away before his response bubbled up.

Sorry, was just changing your name in my phone to sister-in-law ;)

That was all the answer you needed.

You finished the game – you lost, mind overrun with giddiness and the odds having been stacked against you long before – and you were hugging Anthony goodbye.

When you'd asked where he was headed, he'd just given you a sly wink and a "wouldn't you like to know."

That left just you and Sebastian, and you decided to walk him back to his hotel before heading home.

"How long you going to be in L.A. for?" You'd asked, just to make conversation.

"A week or so, maybe? And then I'm jetting back to New York. I haven't been home in so long, I think the dust has taken over my lease."

You chuckled, and continued on in a pleasant silence.

You gave him a departing hug in the lobby, and hailed a cab back to Chris'.

You were so high on the exhilaration of finally telling him and ending this will they/won't they charade once and for all. So excited, you'd nearly missed the unfamiliar Bentley in the driveway on your way in.

But it didn't go unnoticed.

You came in, greeted happily by a yapping Dodger, and the smell that hit you was one of Valentino perfume – overpowering the usual scent of Chris lingering in the house.

"Hey, Dodge," you whispered, giving him a vigorous petting session. "Where's Chris? Where's your dad?"

Dodger gave your hand a wet lick, slobbering over your keys, and you laughed lightly.

The door to the pool was open, and you could hear splashing and giggling – pitched more feminine than you'd ever heard Chris go.

Curiosity killed the cat. And satisfaction was never going to resurrect the plummet of your excitement. No, that was replaced by shock and anger. Even if you knew you had no right to feel that way.

"Chris?" You'd called out as you padded across the lounge. "Chris, whose car is in the driveway? I have something I–"

Blindsided, your slobber slick keys fell from your hand to jangle uselessly onto the ground. It was that that finally grabbed his attention.

He had been otherwise excruciatingly preoccupied with the topless girl in his lap, legs locked around his waist in a languid grind, his hands smoothing over her curves as they all but explored each other's tonsils in a moaning kiss.

Red flashed across your vision as well as your cheeks, and you ducked your head. Embarrassed and feeling stupid, you quickly grabbed your keys. "I'm sorry, I'll go..."

You quickly turned and dashed to your room, ignoring the tears in your eyes, and the call of your name.

"{Your name}, wait!" Chris cried, water sloshing as he clambered out of the pool. "{Your name}!"

You slammed the door shut behind you, making it clear you wanted isolation. Pulling out a duffel bag, you began throwing clothes into it, careless of what you might need, just needing to leave.

Sebastian had asked you once how much more you were going to put yourself through before you'd had enough.

And this was it. This was the breaking point. This was enough.

The strength in which Chris frantically ripped open your door had it banging against the adjacent wall, but you couldn't even look at him. Your eyes were blurry as you continued violently packing your clothes.

You didn't even know where you were going to go. You just knew you had to. Go.

"{Your name}, stop," he said, soft in direct comparison to the panic he felt in his chest. You were leaving him. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?" You spat out. And then, just to change the subject, because not even you could bare to dwell on it too much: "You're getting water on your floor."

"{Your name}–"

"Don't talk to me, Chris. Rest your tongue a bit, it sure was busy earlier."

"As was yours, too, I'm sure," he bit back.

Your movements stuttered at the reciprocated rage. To your knowledge, he had no right to feel as you did in that moment. None.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

There was provocation in his eyes, and his searing gaze only fuelled your fire.

"Have fun with Sebastian?"

Your scoff was followed by a bewildered laugh. "I went out tonight with Sebastian and Anthony, Chris. We're friends. Welcome to the world of platonic relationships, professor, we've been waiting for your arrival."

And like the cut strings on a puppet, tension left his body – anger being replaced by confusion.

"I... I thought..."

"You thought wrong, Evans," you seethed, pushing past him to the bathroom to grab your toiletries. You made an effort to bump him, your shirt sticking to your skin with the water droplets still dotting his toned body. "And to think I really thought..."

"Thought what?" His voice cracked out.

"Thought that you might actually care about me!" You finally snapped. You were yelling. You didn't want to yell, but you were, voice echoing in the acoustics of the bathroom.

"I do," he whispered. His conviction was quickly draining from him, being replaced with an inevitable sadness and feeling of loss. You hadn't even left yet, but he knew that nothing he was going to say would make you stay. He knew he'd gone too far. It didn't stop him from trying. "I loved you, {your name}. I still do."

You had hoped that if he ever was to say those words, it would be under different circumstances. In fact, you'd found yourself imagining whole sunset beach scenarios, late into the night.

"I thought you were better than that, Chris. Manipulation? That's low."

"It's true. I've loved you–"

You didn't want to hear it. You weren't going to give him the opportunity of persuading you into staying. You knew you should've left long ago. "I can't say the feeling is mutual."

It was a lie. It was a lie, because if you really had felt nothing, then you wouldn't be acting like this. But you needed the upper hand, because Chris had basically knocked you over with the force of his admittance. You couldn't let yourself be dragged back in. Not this time. You had too much self respect for that. Not when he still had lipstick smudged on his lips, disappearing into the scruff that shadowed his jaw.

You had to avoid looking at his pained expression at your words. No matter how much you were hurting now at his profession of love, you knew he might possibly be hurting a little more at your rejection.

"And if you really did..." You trailed off, struggling to say the words love me. "Well, you have a really funny way of showing it."

"Pretending not to love you is the hardest role I've taken on, and I did it for you."

Red was dancing back into your vision, your shock growing alongside the fury.

"How is that for me?"

"Because that's what you wanted!" He was finding his voice again, raising it in his desperation. "Believe me, I wanted to fight for you. I would, would wage wars for you," he stuttered out. "But you never wanted that from me. You wanted to pull away, from this, from us. And I let you because I would do anything you asked of me."

"So you stayed away because you wanted to keep me?" You worded it slowly, just to make him understand how ridiculous it sounded.

"...Yes."

"Are you stupid? Actually mentally deficient?" You zipped your bag, brushing past him again, this time making sure to have as little contact as possible. He all but occupied the whole doorway.

"If I had told you then you would have left!" He was following you now, following you to the front door. "I told you I wanted you in my life, even if it meant the pain of never having you."

You had hoped to slam the door in his face to make your point known, but where Chris had slacked in fighting for you before, he was making up for now. He caught the door before it could close, trailing after you into the driveway.

"There's something wrong with me. I ruin things. So I let you have your space because you are the greatest thing that has happened to me in a long time, and I'd be fucked if I ruined you too!"

"It's a bit too late for that," you said, finally looking him in those ocean eyes. They were bloodshot with barely restrained tears. But your resolve was iron. "Congratulations, Evans. You've ruined me."

You heard Dodger pawing at the door, whining low and long for you. If you thought leaving Chris was hard, this was what made you break.

But you turned away from them, from that house, tears falling freely. A sob escaped your lips, barely stifled.

"Put on a shirt, Evans," you managed to get out. You wanted the last word, even if it brought very little satisfaction. "You have company."

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Your first call was to Anthony. He hadn't picked up, and you remembered his other plans.

The second also went unanswered – the friend who had become a self proclaimed L.A. local upon graduating high school, and who had let you crash at their house when you'd first arrived. She was probably at work, and so you left her a quick voicemail asking her to call you back.

The third did, on only the second ring. You had almost lost hope in anyone else being awake at that point, so you hadn't composed yourself before he picked up.

The first thing he heard was your sob, which you quickly cut off with a greeting.

"What's wrong?"

"Can I crash with you tonight? I need somewhere to go."

"What happened? Did–?"

"I don't want to talk about it," you said quickly. He shut up almost immediately. "I just... Please?"

There was a pensive silence on the other end, and you felt the need to fill it.

"I tried Anthony, but he wasn't picking up."

"Yeah," came the small chuckle crackling on the other end. "He's got a hot date tonight. Must be going well."

"I wouldn't do this if I had anywhere else to go, but I don't, and it'll only be for one night–"

"Of course you can stay," he assured, sushing you softly. "Can't believe I made you ask twice."

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Sebastian met you in the lobby, taking you up to his room almost immediately to avoid strange looks and any unwanted public attention.

He explained to you in the elevator that although he had tried to get you your own room, the hotel was fully booked. He sounded quite apologetic for that.

You didn't say much, because if you spoke, you were scared you were going to start crying all over again. And you'd just managed to stop, averting your eyes from your teadstained appearance in the mirrors.

Sebastian's room was a big one, on the pricier end of all the hotel had to offer. A large king sized bed stood to one side, bedsheets twisted as if he'd clambered into it right when he'd gotten back.

There was a lounge suite to the side, looking like a set-up you'd see on the glossy pages of Architectural Digest, and although the curtains were drawn, you could see the city lights sprawling out before you through the crack.

He was still in his outfit from the bar, shirt and jeans slightly rumpled.

The television was on, playing the original Nosferatu quietly in the background.

"I'll take the couch," Sebastian offered, dropping off the bags he'd taken from you.

You declined him with a shake of your head.

"{Your name}," he said, tender, placing both his hands on your shoulders to make you look at him. "You've been through a lot tonight. Take the bed, I've got the couch."

You didn't have the strength to fight his insistence. You didn't have the strength for much any more.

When you'd gotten out the shower, dressed in your pyjamas, Sebastian finally asked you again what had happened.

You just shrugged tiredly, climbing between the cool cotton sheets.

"I just had enough."

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I remember you mentioned that Max once gives Nora a Red Bull cap and Charles loses it so now I was thinking... RB making their own set of those temporary tattoos for kids that just wash out after a while.

Seb is with Nora in the Red Bull hospitality and someone tells her about the magic tattoos that you make with water and she's like ohhhhh 👀 I want one too 🥺 and Seb eventually caves, "But just a small one!"

Fast forward to a couple of hours later, Nora runs up to Charles and she wastes no time in telling him that she got a tattoo!!! and of course Charles panics because what? a tattoo? she's a kid? and Seb immediately reassures him that it's just one of those temporary ones but then Nora actually shows her arm to Charles and WHAT THE HELL SEB A RED BULL LOGO???

Nora doesn't really get his reaction and just asks, "Don't you like it, papa? It's not pretty?" and Charles's heart can't take his little girl looking even the tiniest bit sad so he tells her that it's very pretty, papa was just being silly (and then he glares at Seb who's finding this whole situation way too amusing)

Oh my god, what a fantastic ask :screms:

Tbf Seb has been spotted hanging around with his ex-employer so it’s not that much of a reach. I don’t think I’ve thought much about who the other Red Bull driver is in this AU (I’m open to suggestions) but whatever, let’s say Seb stops by. And of course he’s got Nora in tow.

Gosh, I miss those tacky temporary tattoo things! Makes me almost want to pick up some bubblegum next time I go out shopping - the kind where the wrapper has a small tattoo on the inside. I used to love those things so 10/10 I understand her, lmao.

God, they 🥺💕 Of course she immediately runs up to him and wants to show him and just like sticks out her arm or hand or wherever it is and asks what he thinks of it. And gah, him freaking out hearing she got a “tattoo” - like this is the guy who jumped out of a plane without telling his employer. ansdjfg But he hears that and he’s just like :panik: Also I got hit with such a vivid mental image of Charles shooting Seb a look over the top of Nora’s head. Something like this:

Ah, him not wanting her to be sad so he assures her that of course it’s very pretty and - “papa was just being silly.” SCREAM. 😭🥰🙈 Gosh I love them so much. 🥺 I love how he puts up with so much shit just for her - Red Bull merch, getting stuck ‘adopting’ a formerly feral one-eared Italian farm cat called Enzo (as in, named for Enzo Ferrari), taking in a tiny mixed breed stray dog that Nora insists they call - wait for it - Dog. It’s a lot. But he does it all for her. 🥺 And of course Seb’s endlessly amused but also goes all soft seeing Charles interacting with Nora and like pushing his own dislike for his main title rival aside and putting her first. 🥺 Maybe if he justifies it as like, this is the team that allowed Seb to win his four titles then he’ll feel better about it.

Also this AU is making me wonder how !papa Charles would inadvertently end up shaping Ferrari going forward. Like he goes off on a rant about how parents shouldn’t have to choose between wanting to drive a Ferrari and dropping their four kids off to their after-school activities and this gets out and like. Lo and behold, Ferrari’s suddenly making SUVs? Making advertisements aimed at families? Maybe once Nora starts making semi-regular paddock appearances they decide to focus more of their attention on kid fans and like, kid merch. Hell maybe they make their own little temporary tattoo collection to rival Red Bull’s. Maybe they make a Ferrari version of McLaren’s Tooned so kids can learn about Ferrari’s history via cartoons. Who the hell knows 🙈

#replies #scharletred #sebchal asks #headcanon asks #fic asks #nora asks #gosh i wasn't expecting this but it's such a wonderful ask i'm 🥺🥺💕 THEY #long post

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