SNOOZE, oscar piastri
summary. in which, everyone finally meets oscar’s new girlfriend—who happens to be a ballerina—but the history takes on a whole new meaning. (part five)
genre. smau
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user miss girl literally went through betrayal, disappeared of social medias for multiple weeks, returned w 3 pics AND paparazzis’ pics of her and oscar at the entrance of a club (after we all thought they were done), posted suspicious stories AND FINALLY SHE TELLS US THAT SHES AWAY IN GOD-KNOWS-COUNTRY AND W SOMEONE WE DONT KNOW THE IDENTITY
user (hoping it’s oscar)
user **(praying it’s oscar)
yourbestfriend pop off
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landonorris bring souvenirs pls
yourusername im already bringing for @ yourbestfriend, @ lilymhe, @ francisca.cgomes, my mom & @ charlottesine soooo ask him !!!!!!!
user she’s bringing souvenirs to all the wags ???
user AND WHO IS ‘HIM’
user explanation
user NOW
francisca.cgomes you know charlotte, lily, yourbestfriend and i have a dream
yourusername ?
francisca.cgomes the dream is to become aunties
yourusername awww
yourusername and ?
francisca.cgomes is it possible for you 2 to make a reconciliation kid pls 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
yourusername im not even gonna respond
francisca.cgomes ☹️
user BRO I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED IF THEY ARE STILL TOGETHER ?????? HE DIDNT CHEAT ????
user stop
user IM SURE THE PERSON W HER IS OSCAR
user bro why do you assume she is w someone ?
user she literally affirmed it in the reply to lando’s comment ? and do you think she took those pics alone ??????????
user if oscar and yourname are getting back together it might cure my depression
yourusername do you see a therapist ?
user yes
yourusername see them more often pls im concerned
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yourusername always laughing bro
danielricciardo What can I say 🤷🏽
charlesleclerc 😉
yourusername pls shut up
user HE KNOWS SOMETHING
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NOT THE SOFT LAUNCH LMAO
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MISS GIRL WTF
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Hope everything is going well ?
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dw croissant everything is perfectly alright
i quite missed him
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Oh don’t worry he missed you too
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OMGHAKSKALQLLALA
so happy that this misunderstanding is fixed
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fr this is the man i wished to marry soooo it would’ve quite ruined my plan
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AWWWWWWW 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
stop you 2 are so cute
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girl i really hope you’re not w that man ??????
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what man 🤔
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OMG YOU RESPONDED TO ME
im talking about that man who cheated on you !!!!!!!!
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babe where r you ????
im literally lost
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Stay where you are baby
I’m joining you
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if you pass by the bar can you bring me mango juice pls 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
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Already on it
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i missed you too my love
and i thank myself for hearing you out too lmao
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+ Yandere Andy (for my previous request for suggestive themes with a fem reader and him :33)
Yandere!Andrew Graves x f!reader - Drabble thing
TW: TOXIC ANDY, Yandere themes, obsession, possession, manipulative Andy, suggestive themes, foul language, Andy can't keep his hands to himself, threats & intimidation, Andy calls Reader dumb bunny, not proofread.
♥︎Notes: I think out of all the yandere content ive ever written, this is the most toxic. Please readers, if your irl relationship mirrors any of this behavior, LEAVE THEM. Andy is extremely toxic, and if given the chancs hed lock up his bunny for only him to see. I dont condon any of this behavior, but i support Andrew's rights and wrongs. Hope this meets your expectations <3.♥︎
When dating Andy, there are certain types of rules you must follow.
They're silent rules, sure, never spoken outloud, but you've been with Andy long enough to know that if you break them... there are consequences.
♡
Rule No. 1 : Never dare speak to another man
You can still remember this rule vividly.
It was sometime in April, and you had practically begged Andy to drive you to the mall for new spring dresses.
When he finally agreed, you both drove to the mall and walked around for an hour, just window shopping all the sweet spring deals.
You found a lovely dress and went to try it on. Unfortunately, you realized the size was too small, so you asked Andy to browse the store for something bigger.
This is when the incident happened...
When you finally finished changing, you walked out of the clothing booth with a couple of other items and one adorable shirt that lacked a price.
You searched for a store employee and spotted a young man.
"Excuse me, but is there any way you can find the price of this shirt? I can't seem to find it," you handed the shirt to the employee, and his cheeks turned a dusted pink
"W- Well sure. I can just ask my co-worker to-"
"Fuck off."
You jumped at the cold voice beside you and noticed a very pissed off Andrew. His hand was suddenly on your hip, squeezing your flesh very aggressively.
"I- I'm sorry, sir, but I was talking to this young lady, not you," the young worker looked nervous.
But Andrew was having none of it, "fuck off before I forcibly make you." His eyes narrowed on the man, as he pushed you against his chest.
The employee retreated for the employee back door, his tail practically in between his legs, leaving you absolutely dumbfounded.
You pushed at Andy's chest, "Andrew what the fuck?! He wasn't doing anything wrong, he was literally just helping me find the price tag for some-"
"Do you like pissing me off? I disappeared for not even 5 minutes, and you're letting men drool over you? "
His grip on your hip got tighter, assuring that it would leave a mark for later.
At a loss of words, Andrew leaned in and whispered into your ear,
"You're making me sad, Y/N... Do you honestly want another man?"
His voice sent shivers down your spine, making that spot between your legs ache, and that chilling feel graze your skin with goosebumps.
"Andrew, I don't want anyone else! Please don't be sad, I'm sorry for misleading you," Your eyes got glossy from the guilt that weighed down on you.
He sighed, disappointed. He gripped your wrist, using the hand that was on your hip to rip the clothes you had out of your hand and onto a random display table.
"You're not a very good girlfriend. But I love you anyway."
He walked towards the exit, caressing your hand while he did.
You quickly leaned that Andrew was not going to tolerate any sort of social interaction with other men, and if you broke this rule, he'd be very, very disappointed in you. Simple as that.
♡
Rule No. 2 : Where you're going, what you're doing, who you're with, and why is all of Andy's business.
A year into your relationship, you decided to take a spontaneous girls trip with your friends to a different state.
You'd only be gone for a couple of days, and since Andrew was always busy working, you figured that he wouldn't mind.
Thinking this, you texted Andrew.
Andy
I'm sorry I haven't texted you. How was your day? **
You
It was good! I'm actually packing right now for a trip. **
Andy
.... **
Andy
What trip? **
You
A girls' trip. I figured since you're busy all the time, I could take this weekend to vacation! **
Andy
.... Where will you be going? **
You
My friends cabin**
Andy
Who will you be going with?**
You
My friends? **
Andy
Whose Cabin? Which friends? Whats their number? How can I contact them? How many nights are you staying? What's the wi-fi situation like? How far away, is it? What's the exact location? Who knows about this trip? When will you be coming back? Will there be any men there? Is it just girls? Will you be changing in front of them? Will you be sleeping separately? Whose car are you taking? How will you get there? By what transportation? Do your friends have boyfriends? Are there any wild animals?**
You
I... Andrew, how could I answer all these questions? I dont... I dont know.**
Andy
Then you shouldn't be going. **
Andy
It's in a location I've never been to nor seen before. So many things can happen to you, my dummy bunny. It may be a cabin, but I know you can't handle being alone for so long. Save me the trouble, Y/N, you're not going. **
Andy
I'm only looking out for you. You're the love of my life. How could i possibly live with myself if something happened to you? Y/N, you're the air that I breathe, the food i consume, the blood i need to pump my heart. Are you trying to run away from me? **
You
No! Andy I swear I'm not! I won't go if it makes you uncomfortable. I just thought... **
Andy
You don't think many things through, dummy. You're such a headache sometimes. **
Andy
So, what's for dinner? I'm hungry. *
♡
Rule No. 3 : You belong to Andy, and only Andy.
"Hey Andy! Guess what I found?!" You walked up to Andy who was lounging on the coach watching some shitty news.
"What's that, Y/N?" He lazily turned his head towards you.
In your hand was an old photograph of you and an old prom date, taken long before you ever met Andrew.
You were cleaning your bedroom and found a couple of old boxes underneath your bed. Once of which, held many old memories of your youth.
"It's all the prom pictures my mom took of me! Don't I look cute?" You leaned your upper body over the coach back and showed Andy the dusty photos.
You expected a snort, a grin, maybe some mockery for your cheesy dress but instead Andrew tensed up his jaw, his eyes narrowing.
He grabbed the photos from your hand and slowly looked through them.
"You are very pretty, Y/N...." his hand squeezed the photos, to the point of crinkling them.
"Andrew, the photos are being!-"
Suddenly Andrew stood up and quickly crossed the distance between you two, letting the photos be dropped to the floor.
You gasped as Andrew smashed his lips against yours.
He grabbed onto your face, pressing his body into yours.
His lips were warm and slightly chapped, the brief smell of mint and cigarettes overpowering your head.
He broke the kiss, a strange hunger dancing in his eyes as he looked at you.
"You're so beautiful... You're so beautiful being mine, and mine alone. Mine, mine, mine, and mine, until the world comes crashing and burning. " He grinned at you, a dark shadow crossing his face.
"Andrew! I- I know im yours, but the photos are being stepped on-" You tried protesting, but instead, you felt Andrew kiss you again, this time going deeper. His hand squeezed your cheeks, attempting to make your jaw open, in a way asking for entrance.
You couldn't help but open your mouth wider, a victim to the rose colored glasses he always placed on you.
Your eyes closed, while Andrews' opened.
He stared at you with a strange intensity.
You, of course, could never hear his thoughts, but if his words were spoken outloud he would scream how much he wanted to rip that prom date to shreds.
Watch him bleed out of your hardwood floors until it stained from that fuckers punishment.
You belonged to HIM.
You were HIS.
And darling, he would go to heaven and drag you back to hell with him if he had to.
He broke the kiss and squeezed you into a hug,
"Promise you wont ever leave me, okay?" Andrew rested his head on your shoulder. You breathed heavily, wiping the saliva from your chin.
You nodded in a daze, the ache between your legs overpowering any kind of hesitancy you had.
Andrew smiled into your neck, reaching his hands under your ass to prop you up around his waist.
"Come on... I want to continue this in the bedroom. I want to see more of you..." He said in just above a whisper.
"Only you..."
Thank you for the ask (and patience)!<3
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pt.2 | 📍pt.3 | pt.4
im fighting my demons to go to my classes today, so I wrote some more
there was something so... paralyzing about going to class.
after what happened you couldn't budge going back. its been a week yes. but time didn't change emotional residue that stuck and clung to you whenever you thought about leaving the ramshackle.
backpack strapped to your person and hands clenching the straps, you were ready to go to school. yet with each passing second you stood at the door. quiet, contemplating.
you've been through so much worse than this! this is the easy stuff! just open that door, walk to class, sit, learn / day dream, and run back to ramshackle while you waited for your second class.
easy enough right?
wrong.
the splinters in the door didn't seem to move the harder you stared at it. the longer your eyes glazed over each discoloration of the wooden door. yet the more you looked at it the more the handled disappeared and the more wall-like it became.
you could do this. its not like you're going to die. right? "scratch that" you muttered, thinking about how this school has had a handful of overboots in the past few months. who knows if you accidentally trip and fall, having your pencil in the side of your backpack fly out and stab someone in the eye.
causing an overboot.
boom, instant death.
or! what if you got yourself a treat from the cafeteria today (lunch) and accidentally trip?? causing yourself to not only look like a fool in front of the entire school, but maybe you got your treat on one of the leeches!
instant death.
you let out an exasperated sigh. fuck. your hands that were once clutching the straps of your backpack were now rubbing against your eyes aggressively.
you wanted to cry. your mind relenting as your tear ducts sprung into action and steadily glided down your face.
why couldn't you do this one simple thing??
its literally so easy. just move your sorry butt and get to class. it's okay because yuu is there, grim is there....... okay, so yuu and grim are there-
your mind thought back to silver and kalim. ever since you interacted with the two your mind has been in limbos about whether you should call them your friends or not. I mean, should they even be on the podium for a poetical friendship?
what if they didn't want to be your friend? what if this was all some sort of elaborate school wide joke to make you look like a fool? like some kind of loser?
dropping your hands to your side, you started fanning yourself. the insidious thoughts swirling in your mind as they kept spiraling and spiraling. each thought was more outlandish than the last as you tried to breathe.
you had noticed your breathing pick up. trying everything in your power to control your emotions, yet it was useless. each self assured thought battled valiantly against each worry. yet Seth each good thought there were about 10 bad thoughts there to counter.
fuck.
why were you such a failure? its literally class. you dont even have to talk! just go there!
but that's exactly what spooked you enough to throw your bag on the floor. you couldn't be there with all those eyes on you.
with a defeated, angry huff you stormed to the dusty, stripped couch. tears long exchanged for angry growls and grumbles as you plopped yourself on it before standing up. you walked back and forth in front of the couch because you had to do something-anything. you needed to distract yourself from these thoughts.
yet the one thing you wanted to do was so out of reach for you, ... yet it was right there.
you were trapped in a glass house with nothing but your fear keeping the door closed.
"oi what's the the racket!"
you paused your pacing. 'when did I start pacing?' you thought to yourself for a moment. shrugging it off, you looked around to try and find the person who's voice that belonged to.
yet there was no one. no ghosts nor grim-
"what're you doing stand'n there like a chicken? dont'cha got class?" you followed the voice to the stairs. and low and behold was the magnificent grim. paws at his hips with a judge look, right before he yawned.
'cute' you thought with a deep breathe.
your fanning motions slowed down with each step grim descended. you didn't bother listening to his yapping as you walked closer to your furry companion.
"I uh..."
"couldn't do it?" he asked bluntly. your cheeks heated up as you nodded softly, a bit embarrassed that someone as... grim like, could point that out.
he sighs once he's at a step that's eye level with you. he pointed with a smirk "listen, I normally dont do this, but the great and powerful grim must show his henchmen some beevlence"
"benevolence" you corrected
grim rolled his eyes, giving you a deadpan expression "yeah, that's what I said"
you gave him a thin lipped 'uh huh' as he continued.
"so! I'll let you carry the great grim to class!'
'... this little shit is capitalizing on your anxiety to catch a free lift! that little asshole
but then again... free emotional support animal
but it's the principle-
yeah and we're going to be having another meeting with that bird-brain if we dont keep up attendance.'
you battled with yourself for a moment. weighing the pros and cons of using each other. grim would definitely not shut up about it when you're carrying him... but... free hugs.
"oi, why you making faces?"
"sorry, I just got lost in thought" you smiled sheepishly. taking a deep breath, you looked him in the eye. "okay, that works for me"
grim cheered before complaining how tried he was from gym yesterday. yet you faintly recall the feline scouting out a place under the bleachers to take a cat nap under.
yet you also recalled how Vargas found him (you and yuu snitched) and made him run 5 extra laps because of all the new engird he must have💪
you laughed to yourself at the memory. your mood slightly lighting as you shooed off another one of grim's questions.
bending down, grim clambered happily in your arms as you adjusted your hold on him. making your way back to your discarded book bag, you carefully bent down, making sure not to drop the... fat cat.
there was no way to say it nicely.
fluffy? soft? fun-sized?
slinging the bag on your back, you paused for a moment to adjust the straps and the cat in your hold. once were both situated and you were positive weren't going to move, you made your way to the door.
you tried focusing on grim. on his soft fur, random yapping, and even the warmth his ears protruded.
once you were back at your oaky wall, you took a deep breathe. the deepest oe you took all day. closing your eyes, you shot your hand towards the door and aggersivly opened it.
and to your surprise; there was no one there.
no dragon to smite you where you stood
no annoyingly obnoxious person waiting to point out your flaws,
no towering upper class-men ready to stare you down the moment you read on their radar
not even meteor.
there was nothing. and yet you still paused. still hesitated.
your eyes surveyed the courtyard in front of you, searching and scanning for anything besides from trees and distant buildings. anything besides the overgrown weeds and cracked cobblestone.
"oi c'mon, we'll be even later than the late bell! hurry it up!"
jolting at the interruption. you reached for the door before closing it. now you were trapped outside. grim hurried you again, starting to squirm in your arms in annoyance.
your mouth and feet work in unison as you kept your eyes locked on the gate.
"how would you describe yourself grim?"
and you know what, the walk wasn't as bad as you thought.
--
its a bit shorter than the rest (so far) but I had to build a bit to the next part.
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