#jack's 1.5k celly!

[httpiastri]

literally any driver: burying head in crook of neck, night kisses and shutting the other up with kisses

lacii my love <3<3 did this with lando, hope that's fine! merry christmas again, and i hope you enjoy this!! 😁

"lando, did i tell you about that time when i first met my friend clara?" the words are flowing out of your mouth like you're spitting bars. your boyfriend doesn't even get a chance to answer your question before you've started talking again. "oh my god, it's a great story. you'll love it. so, i was in a french class when my other friend, sarah-"

lando is smiling subconsciously as you ramble on about your adventures, just as you have ever since he picked you up from the club. his fingers help you slip out of your heels – not that you even seem to understand what's going on, way too focused on speaking – before one of his hands lands on your waist. he takes a deep breath to keep his composure and hold back the laughter threatening to burst from his chest at your continuous gibberish, before he guides you to his bedroom with soft touches. he chuckles quietly at the way you almost take the wrong turn and end up in his kitchen, too engaged in your storytelling to remember the layout of his apartment. he isn't surprised, though, because;

alcohol always makes you blabber.

in most situations, you're not the most talkative, preferring to choose your moments to speak with great care. but when you start to get tipsy, it is like you are the world's greatest extrovert. even after getting just a little alcohol in your system, you talk to anyone with ears, somehow assuming that they're really interested in whatever you're ranting about.

thankfully, if you have your friends around, they usually drag you away by your arm, apologizing to the poor stranger to whom you've over-explained the storyline of your favorite movie.

lando learned about this side effect of your drinking early on in your relationship. on your third date, after sharing a few drinks at a local bar, you wouldn't shut up for half an hour, not giving him a second to interject with anything. he'd been surprised, but mostly confused, until he got your text message the following morning: oh my god, i did it... didn't i?

he'd tried to pretend he didn't know what you meant, wanting to put it all behind you, but you'd persisted. i didn't shut up. i never do when i drink. i'm sorry :(

lando was always one to be quick to forgive and forget, not wanting you to feel too bad. everyone does some questionable things when drunk, and he'd seen tons of people act worse than you did. but after that date, there would be uncountably many more occasions of you not being able to hold back when booze was in the picture. award shows, drinking games at home with friends, podium celebrations. once, he even found you outside a club after a race, sitting on the curb with one of your hands petting a stray dog as your other helped you explain the meaning of life. safe to say, he is used to your habits by now.

so tonight, when he picked you up from your night out with a few of your friends, he wasn't surprised that your mouth didn't shut once during the trip back to his apartment. you were excitedly telling him about the people you'd met and the drinks you'd had, so eager to explain every detail to your boyfriend when you were getting into the car that you forgot about everything around you and he had to lean across the console to put on your seatbelt for you.

most of the time, he finds your habit endearing. but sometimes, like right now, it gets just a little tiresome.

"and then, when jamie came around, she was like, what are you doing?, and i was like, i'm just having some fun!"

you're both sitting on the edge of his bed by now, after lando's helped you change into something more comfortable for the night, your mouth still running like you're one of the gilmore girls. you don't even flinch when his hands reach for your cheeks and he stares intently in your eyes – but he can't do anything other than smile.

lando loves your voice. he loves it when you're whispering something in his ear when you're out with friends, when you're ranting to him about some stupid coworker, and maybe especially when you're moaning and whining his name.

but now, he reckons you've talked enough for today. your vocal cords must be sore, and his ears are about to fall off, so it's time to call it a night – and he only sees one way to shut you up.

mid-sentence, lando leans in, pressing his lips to yours. he swallows the yelp you let out in surprise, one of his hands gliding to the back of your neck to keep you close. it doesn't take long for you to relax into the kiss, your lips moving with his while your hands reach for the neckline of his hoodie.

it's so easy to get lost in kissing lando. when he parts the kiss, you find yourself wanting to seal your lips again, already missing the feeling. your mind is now completely blank; all you can think of is the kiss. the man beside you laughs at your hazy expression, utterly amused by how you're suddenly quiet for more than five seconds (something he's sure hasn't happened yet tonight).

when you slowly open your eyes, the very content look on lando's face makes something click in your mind. he sudden kiss, his big grin...

"was i rambling again?"

the silence that follows gives you your answer, and you throw your head back as you let out a little groan. "hey, don't worry about it."

"i really didn't mean to. you know how it is, it just happens, and i don't really feel it as it happens, you know? it's just, the alcohol, it's not my intention. i actually told sarah today that-"

and for the second time, lando pulls you into him, quieting you down with his own lips. this time, as you (for the most part) understand what he's doing, you can't help but giggle into the kiss. your boyfriend matches your smile, taking your bottom lip between his teeth as a joking warning. he lets it flop back against your teeth as he pulls away to look at you again, but you've already lunged forward, head resting against his shoulder.

"i'm sorry," you start, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. "i really am."

his arms snake around your waist before he leans back against the bed, pulling you down with him and into his side. "don't be," he answers, one of his hands reaching up to the back of your head, stroking your hair. "it's cute. you're cute." you continue hiding in his skin and he makes himself more comfortable in bed, pulling the blanket over you both. "we'll talk more tomorrow, okay?"

he feels you shake your head. "i'm done talking. i've talked enough. you know those tiktok videos where you only have a certain amount of words you're allowed to say every year? that's me. i've run out of words, i used them all today."

"oh yeah, i can tell," lando chuckles, pressing his lips to the top of your head. "close your eyes, baby. tell me about those tiktok videos tomorrow."

"didn't you hear me? i said no more words. i won't talk tomorrow because-"

lando sighs. it's going to be a long night.

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[cobrakaisb]

omg but jack def sits in the hallway to make sure y/n doesn’t sneak into luke’s room 😭

oh for sure

when y/n left her room at 12:42 in the morning, she did not expect to be blinded by a flashlight. "what the fuck?" she hisses, hands coming up to cover her eyes. "and where are you going missy?" someone asks, who y/n immediately recognizes as jack. she mentally groans, knowing that there's no chance she could pull this off.

"the bathroom," she answers, thinking that he'll buy it. "uh huh," he says, arms crossed. "yup. just going to the bathroom," she mumbles, closing her bedroom door as she walks down the hall. she takes about two steps before jack grabs her shoulders, turning her around. "bathroom's that way," he says, puhsing her in the opposite direction of luke's room.

#luke hughes x boldy sister #y/n boldy #luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes blurb #jack hughes #cobrakaisb 1.5k celly #cobrakaisb writing

[wintfleur]

🌷 [ surprise ] with quinn!! maybe angst with happy ending ?

౨ৎ arguments on the dock and nosey brothers

°. — pairings ( Quinn Hughes x female! Reader )

°. — summary ( Jack can’t keep his mouth shut, causing an argument between his brother and his girlfriend )

°. — details ( g; angst, fluff. w; slight cursing, I think that’s all. wc; 1.5k )

﹕─┈ prompt ~ a sudden kiss to catch there partner off guard

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( TYSM FOR SENDING IN A REQ LOVEY !!! when I tell you that it PHYSICALLY hurt to write angst with Quinn . . . I’m telling you the truth. I absolutely loved writing this, and I really hope you guys enjoy it. I’m actually shocked that I wrote this in 3 hours. Please don’t be a silent reader, your thoughts always keep me motivated to keep writing <333 )

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You didn't wait to hear Quinn's answer as you walked out of the kitchen and out through the back door that led to the backyard and lake. You slipped your bare feet into what you assumed was Luke's slide Ons and quickly made your way down the steps and onto the dock. You let out a heavy side and brought your trembling hands up to your eyes, rubbing them as your mind tried to process the new news. 

“Thanks’ a lot Jack” Quinn hissed at his younger brother who couldn't seem to keep his mouth shut, shaking his head in annoyance and leaving the kitchen to quickly follow after you. Both of the brothers flinch when they hear Quinn slam the back door. Jack’s shoulders sank and he turned to look at Luke who was already giving him a disappointing shake of the head. “How was I supposed to know he didn't tell her yet?” 

“I don't know. Maybe the fact that Quinn told us to keep it to ourselves because he was still trying to figure things out?” Luke retorted sassily as he put his bowl in the sink before leaving the kitchen to go play some darts downstairs. Jack groans and rests his head on the cold island counter, he feels terrible. His heart had sunk when he saw the look of hurt on your face when he said those words. Jack whispers to himself “Good luck Quinn” 

Quinn slowly made his way down the wooden steps that led to the dock, he could see you standing in the middle of the dock, your body stiff as you stared out at the water. Quinn knew you knew he was there, the sound of the wood creaking under his weight as he walked onto the dock . . . but you refused to take your eyes off the water. 

“I know you're upset, and you have every right to be . . . but please just hear me out, '' Quinn spoke softly as he moved to rest his hand on your arm only to let out a sigh as you moved out of the way from his touch. You keep your eyes on the water, hoping that it would help calm you down as you whisper, “When did you find out?” 

“Two weeks ago,” Quinn whispered regrettably, his eyes down at the water. You scoff bitterly and bring your hand up to wipe at your eyes, hoping that your tears of frustration wouldn't fall. You finally turn to face him, your arms folded over your chest. Quinn looks at you and he feels his heart sink at the look of hurt on your face and the tears in your eyes, but that was nowhere as painful as hearing the hurt in your voice as you spoke loudly. 

“You're right, I do have every right to be upset. You found out two weeks ago, two weeks you have known that you wouldn't be with me for our anniversary . . . two weeks you have listened to me gush about planning our trip . . . our trip that you knew was never going to happen.” 

“Why didn't you tell me Quinn? . . . i would have understood'' you whispered, and you would have. You know you would have but finding out he kept it a secret for so long hurt. You never wanted to get in the way of his career, his dream, knowing how important it was to him . . . but you were important too. A single tear slides down your cheek as Jack's words echo in your head. 

“It's a great opportunity, it's just a shame he's going to miss your guy's big day” Jack says after he swallowed his last bite of the wonderful dinner you had made for your boyfriend and his brothers. You paused your movement on rinsing your dish and turned around to jack with a look of confusion “Big day?” 

“Yeah, your guys' anniversary? He's gonna be gone for like two weeks” Jack shrugged, and your heart dropped at the new information. You turned your gaze to your boyfriend who was giving Jack a heated glare while Luke looked between the couple awkwardly. You looked into your boyfriend's eyes as you asked, “Is that true?” 

“Baby i promise it's not like that i was ⸺” Quinn started as he tried to explain it to you, but you couldn't help but cut him off. 

“What is it like huh? When were you going to tell me? ⸺ if you were ever going to tell me at all. Where you going to tell me the day before or where you going to let me wake up alone to find out myself that you were on the other side of the fucking country!” You shouted as you threw your hands in the air in anger. Both Luke and Jack wincing inside of the house as they look out the window to spy on the two of you.

“Don't be dramatic you know i would never do that to you” Quinn shook his head as he took a step towards you, his heart hurting that you would even think he would do that to you. But he knew you were just upset, that you really didn't mean your words and all he wanted to do was pull you into his arms. 

“Well i used to also think we didn't keep secrets from each other, clearly i was wrong” you snapped as you fully turned to face away from him and moved to sit on one of the wooden chairs. You close your eyes and let out a heavy breath, resting your elbows on your knees and your face in your hands. You hated arguments with quinn, they rarely happened ⸺ but when they did it was emotionally draining. 

Quinn frowns and moves to get on one knee in front of you, his hands softly rubbing your arms, knowing that it helps calm you down. “I would have told you quinn . . . i wouldn't have kept it a secret” you whispered sadly as you lifted your head out of your hands, locking eyes with quinn who looked at you with regret in his eyes. “I know baby i know you would and I'm so sorry.” 

“I’m not going to tell you not to go, I know this is important for you and I won't hold you back . . . I'm just sorry you felt like you couldn't tell m⸺” you abruptly stop talking when you feel quinn holding your face and his lips on yours, interrupting you and catching you off guard. Your eyes fluttered close and you felt yourself melt into the kiss, pouring all of your emotion into the kiss. 

Quinn reluctantly pulled away and rested his forehead on yours, his gently hold on your face not wavering as he whispered breathlessly “You are more important to me, you will always be more important to me . . . i didn't say anything because i wanted to make sure you could come with me.” 

Your eyes fluttered open at his revelation and you lean back a little, Quinns hands falling to rest in your lap and taking your hands into his as he looks at you with nothing but love “I know it's not the anniversary you wanted . . . but we would be together, and Elias has been helping me plan it. I was going to tell you i swear, i was just waiting on the confirmation that we can stay in the honeymoon suite at the hotel we would be in.” 

“Really?” You whispered as tears reformed in your eyes, this time not of frustration ⸺ but of a strong emotion of love and guilt. Quinn was quick to wipe your fallen tears, giving you a small smile as he whispered “Don't cry baby, I'm not upset it's okay.” 

“The things i said i⸺”

“You didn't mean them, you were upset and hurt” Quinn cut you off as he caressed your cheeks before leaning forward to place a soft kiss on your nose, a smile forming on his lips at the adorable nose scrunch you do. 

“I’m sorry” you sniffled as you leaned forward, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend's shoulders in a hug, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. Quinn chuckles and wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. His knees were starting to hurt, but you were more important than the fleeting pain. Quinn kissed your forehead before saying “I’m sorry too.” 

The couple both close their eyes, enjoying the feeling of being in each other's arms after the emotional rollercoaster they just were on. The only thing they could hear was each other's heartbeat and the sound of the water that was around them. It was perfect and peaceful until you heard Jack yelling from the porch “Since you guys are okay, does that mean you forgive me too?!” 

“I’m gonna fucking kill him” Quinn groans as he hides his face in your neck, breathing in your scent to calm himself down. He was in fact annoyed with his brother, this wouldn't have happened, and he would have been able to tell you about the news in a much better way . . . technically jack’s the reason why you cried, and Quinn was sure to use that against him. You giggle and open your eyes, looking out at the water and the beautiful sunset “I’m sure it would be easy to convince Luke to help us.” 

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( one forehead kiss from Quinn and everything wrong in my life would be healed . . . please Quinn one chance I beg 😻 )

°. — taglist ( @cixrosie @toasttt11 )

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[ilyasorokinn]

💈! would you write 9 with quinn / jack hughes :)

is this for my 1.5k celly? if so, i’m sorry to say, but requests for that have been closed.

#ask taylor #taylor answers

[httpiastri]

santa tell me with liam and “you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me” 😏😏

liam 🥺🥺 thank u for sending this in sweetheart aaaaaa all of my liam fics have gotten stuck in my drafts for so long, finally time to post something……

"liam- fuck!"

the filthy sounds leaving you has your boyfriend smiling into your folds, humming in satisfaction. your hands grasp the bed covers as a wave of pleasure washes over you, your vision turning black and your mind growing hazy.

liam's touch is soft and innocent now, much unlike how he's been up until this moment and much unlike how your body responds to it. his thumbs brush the insides of your thighs, lips leaving sweet kisses leading up to the skin right below your belly button as he helps you come down from your nth climax of the night.

you'd missed him so badly ever since he last left. his warmth, his comfort, his touch. when you told him that you hadn't been able to come since he last left, none of your toys or your own touch being as good as his, you hadn't expected to end up like this; already fucked out by just his fingers and tongue, your body completely worn out on his first night back. he had been away for f1 and super formula duties for too long, so many weeks without any time to come home. you were practically starved of him – and he wanted to make up for it.

pride swells in his chest at the way your legs shake and your chest heaves for air, a little grin growing on his lips as he moves his hands up to stroke the sides of your ribs. "there we go," he hushes, lips trailing up your stomach. "you're doing so good..."

when you open your eyes, he looks so content, like he's so lucky he's won the lottery. in his mind, he has – to have this beautiful view before his eyes is something only the world's most lucky man could wish for. it all drives him crazy; your pretty lips slightly parted, your dazy eyes and your flushed cheeks.

a drop of your cum rests on his bottom lip, and you let your thumb swipe across it before landing on the side of his cheek. you pull his face down to yours and kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue when he licks into you. liam must have some kind of superpower of never getting tired because even now, when he's jetlagged and exhausted after working so much, his entire focus is on you and your body. his hands move up and down your body, thumbs dipping inside your bra and gently brushing over your sensitive nipples. you reluctantly part from the kiss, keeping him close enough for his lips to brush yours as you speak. "my turn now," you tell him, hands palming his broad shoulders as you blink up at him. you then move them further down, fingers grazing his abs before reaching the hemline of his boxers.

but, liam shakes his head. he sits down on his heels, hands wrapping around your wrists. "no way."

"hey," you start, frowning. "you've done so much for me..." you wriggle your hands out of his grasp, reaching down to wrap one hand around his dick and letting a thumb rub over the tip through his underwear. "let me give you something back."

he lets out a shaky breath at the feeling, eyes shutting instantly as he leans forward to grab your sides again. your hands around him for the first time in so long feel so much better than he remembered, and he throws his head back slightly, showing off his beautiful neck and the way his adam's apple bobs when he gulps. he lets you pump him a couple of times as his grip grows firmer, basking in the sensations spreading through his body. but when your hands move up to pull his boxers down, he stops you again. "you're sweet, but no. you don't need to."

you stare up at him with a puzzled look.

"you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me." you swat at his shoulder, a faint blush reaching your cheeks. you're just about to argue when he shuts you up by leaning down to kiss you again. he presses against you harder than before, the way his hips brush against yours drawing out a whine from the back of your throat. he pulls away, giving your nose a quick peck. "will you let me fuck you properly now, my pretty girl?" he asks as he nudges his tip against your entrance, only a thin layer of fabric separating the two.

you hang your arms around his neck, batting your eyes at him. you can't stop the pout from reaching your lips. "please, liam."

and who is he to deny his girl when she's begging so nicely?

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[httpiastri]

hi hii, congratulations on 1.5k <33 could i request a santa tell me with friends to lovers!lando and the prompts pulling them in by their tie, face squishing and “can you call me that again?” if you get the vibe im going for, you’re actually amazing!!

(originally i wanted to request for mick but then i realised you didn’t write for him 😕)

hello love! thank you!! <3 okay so i did do this for mick, hope that's okay. i was thinking kinda haas&childhood friend!mick and teammate!reader. also, i combined this with another request, so i decided to take out the face squishing.... hope you enjoy!! 💓

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you and mick were supposed to meet up in the hotel lobby fifteen minutes ago, so that you could go to the team dinner together. but he never showed up, which kind of worries you – he isn't usually late like this.

it's even more worrying that he isn't opening it, or even making an effort to let you know that he's alive, when you bang on his door.

luckily for you, you and mick always exchange key cards in case of an emergency. it's something you've done since you started racing together as teenagers – half for the humor in waking the other in the middle of the night, half for actual emergencies – and for the first time in a while, the key comes in handy.

"mick, we were supposed to leave like fifteen minutes ago," you say the second you storm into his room, seeing that he's alive and clearly well. his broad back facing you as he stands in front of a mirror. "aren't you done?"

he slowly turns around, an exhausted look on his face. "i can't..." a groan slips past his lips, and when your eyes wander down from his face to his hands, you suddenly understand the reason behind his delay. an undone tie hangs loosely over his shoulders, mick's fingers holding onto the material.

"do you seriously not know how to tie a tie?" you ask, shaking your head as you step towards him. "here, let me."

he lets out a breath of relief when you reach for the fabric, visibly relaxing as you get to work. "i usually wear a bowtie, you know."

"mhm. that's a great excuse for not knowing basic etiquette." the tie is done in seconds, and you pat his shoulder to let him know. "all done, sweetheart."

the moment the pet name slips past your lips, you freeze.

you hadn't intended to say it, it just happened. maybe you've been thinking of him as your sweetheart in your mind too much that it felt natural to say it. either way, there's no going back now – all you can do is try to pretend like it never happened.

you hadn't realized until now how close you're standing; the proximity is killing you. his gaze burns through you and you can practically feel the heat from his body, contributing to your increasingly red cheeks. you step back, turning your head towards the bed as you speak up again. "so... are you ready, then?"

"is that like a friendly nickname?" mick's voice is usually like music to your ears, but right now, you wish he just hadn't said anything. "or..."

what is he thinking? is he serious? unfortunately, you don't quite think through your next words, either, again just speaking on instinct. "yeah, i just go around casually calling all of my friends sweetheart."

your words are dripping with sarcasm – and yet, he apparently doesn't notice. you look back at him just in time to catch how something about his demeanor changes; he looks down at the floor with a slight nod of his head, his lips pressed into a straight line. "okay..."

"are you stupid or something?" his eyebrows shoot up as he stares at you.

how is he not getting this?

you shake your head, sighing in frustration. you've already gone this far, you've already screwed up, so you can't possibly make anything worse now, right? "i don't call just anyone sweetheart. it's-" you take a deep breath. "we should really get going, mick."

just as you turn towards the door, his hand reaches for your hip, pulling you back to his body. suddenly, your body is almost pressed up against his, with both of his hands holding onto your sides. mick's gaze flickers between your eyes and your lips, and then something in him must've just said fuck it, because he leans down to you, sealing his lips with yours.

it takes a few moments before your mind connects the dots and reacts to his kiss, but when you do, you kiss him back instantly. it's not a long kiss, but the surprise of it has you gasping when he pulls away. the two of you just watch each other for a second, before matching sets of grins appear on your faces.

"can you call me that again?" his voice is lower than before, almost cautious, but it doesn't take long before you react.

you tilt your head, your hand coming up to wrap around his tie. "sweetheart," you coo before pulling him down to you again by his tie, pressing your mouth to his. "my sweetheart mick."

your last words are spoken against his lips, not wanting to part for even a second. you've dreamed of this moment for so many years, and now that you're finally here, the last thing you want is to let it slip through your fingers.

but the outside world, including your whole team, is still waiting on you on the other side of those doors. unwillingly, you part from the kiss, blinking up at him. "this was great and all, but-" you pause when you make contact with his big, blue eyes, easily getting lost in them and trailing off. "we really should get going now, mick..."

"ah, yes." there's a nod of his head and he smiles, leaning forward to press his lips to your forehead. "we will definitely talk about this later, though?"

"definitely. maybe even a repeat..."

"not just maybe. surely."

#dfjhdkfjks idk about this one.... feels kinda out of character for him ??? #my writers block recently 📈📈 gahhhh i dont know what to do.... #santa tell me! #jack's 1.5k celly! #mick schumacher #mick schumacher x reader #f1 #formula one #formula 1 #mick schumacher x you #mick schumacher fluff #mick schumacher x yn #mick schumacher fanfic #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 x yn #f1 fluff #f1 fanfic #mick schumacher fic #f1 fic

[httpiastri]

Jackieeee my most favourite-est person ever <33333

i was having a look-see through your prompts for your 1.5k celly (ive forgotten if i’ve said congrats already but if i haven’t, CONGRATULATIONS MY LOVE YOU DESERVE IT SO SO MUCH) and i was wondering if you’d do a Santa Tell Me with Clement and a combination of “you don’t have to be so gentle. i won’t break, you know” and - moving hair away from their face.

i think it’d be really cute idk 🥰

MUAH<3

- shy little embrose from the discord lmao

embrose! my darling!! 🥺💘 thank you so much for your kind words, you're so sweet omg :(( and thank you for requesting! i altered the prompt a little, hope that's okay <3 have a good day sweetheart! and happy new year!!!

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"i have never seen a worse dancer than marcus," lissie says from next to you, nodding off towards the dance floor. when your eyes follow hers, you can barely hold back the laughter that wants to slip past your lips. it's quite clear that marcus and clement are racing drivers, and james is an insurance broker, not professional dancers.

it's easy to tell that none of them are exactly sober, though you're not sure if their moves would've been that much better if they hadn't been as intoxicated. at least they're enjoying themselves, you think to yourself, taking a small sip out of the glass in your hand.

"i wouldn't say either one of them is better than the other," alice pipes up, nudging lissie's shoulder with her own. "doesn't marcus want to join dancing with the stars, though?"

"yeah, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't get voted off instantly."

as if they heard about your discussions, the boys soon stumble back to your table. they're all cackling about something james just said, and clement has a big grin plastered on his face when he flops down in the seat next to you. you cock a questioning eyebrow to him, but he merely shakes his head, one of his hands reaching down to take one of yours. he gives you a gentle squeeze, eyes shifting back to james who's suddenly in the middle of telling some kind of story about a guy on the dance floor.

clement's touch is innocent, and he means no harm. as always, he has good intentions; he wants you to feel comfortable at all times. the thing is, you do feel comfortable – but his soft touches and gentle caresses are not enough.

it's especially easy to feel jealous when his friends and their girlfriends are around, showing off how comfortable they are in public. james and alice have been going out for ages, so pda is never a big deal for them. even marcus and lissie will disappear into a dark corner of a club every once in a while, only to reappear with swollen lips and occasionally a few poorly covered lovebites on their skin.

but clement? always so soft, always so delicate. too soft, too delicate.

behind closed doors, it's a different story. when it's just him and you, he's got no problems being rougher and showing you just how much he wants you. but when you're out in public, even a tiny kiss on your lips is highly uncommon. it all originates in his need to take care of you, to make sure he never does anything wrong – he would hate himself if he ever did something you disapproved of in public. so instead, he always holds back, even though he sometimes wishes he didn't.

the thought is sweet, and you're so grateful to be dating a man who cares so much about your feelings. but you do wish he would... do more.

you aren't sure how to tell him about this, though. it's something you've thought about a lot, but a good time for the conversation just never seems to appear.

when clement looks over at you from james, he notices how your expression has changed. from the bubbly exterior you usually show off to a slightly more gloomy look, and he frowns. he leans down towards you, his mouth brushing your ear as he whispers. "everything okay?"

when he leans back and sees you nodding, a soft smile spreads over his lips. his hand reaches for your face, taking it in his palm and letting his thumb run over the skin of your cheek. his other hand brushes away a few stray hairs that have fallen into your face, and...

there it is again. that light touch, the gentleness.

now or never, you think to yourself.

"hey," you say, catching him off guard. he raises his eyebrows. "you don't have to be so gentle just because we're with friends, you know."

clement's mouth drops open, and then he closes it again. and then opens and drops again. his eyebrows furrow and he looks deep in thought, blinking a few times before finally speaking. "what?"

you let out a groan. "just kiss me properly, you muppet."

he doesn't need to hear anything else. he captures your lips instantly, kissing you like his life depends on it. the hand that was on your cheek just seconds ago has reached down to the back of your neck, pushing you further into him as his thumb runs along the front of your throat. a sound escapes from your mouth and he feels the vibrations as he swallows it, hearing it loud and clear in his head despite the loud music. it's like you're in your own bubble now, completely unknowing of the dancing and music around you, and of how your friends have all stopped to watch you with raised eyebrows.

it's nothing unique per se – you've gone much further than this before – but in this context, it's new. out in the wild, in front of strangers, right before your friends. it's strange, but exciting.

when you eventually pull away, your arms have draped over his shoulders and you've moved so close that your legs are practically on top of his. your eyes flutter closed again when clement's hot breath fans over your face, both of you trying to catch your breaths.

suddenly, a loud cheer erupts from your side as james starts hollering and clapping his hands. marcus soon joins in, his wolf-whistles loud enough to probably be heard all the way across the club, and you lean forward to hide your reddening face in clement's shoulder. you forgot that this would be the consequence of your actions...

but then again, it was worth it. definitely.

clement wraps his arms around your waist, chest bouncing with laughter. "good on you, mate," james yells, and you can practically hear the smirk on his lips. "is this the first time you guys have kissed, or-"

"shut up."

#love u embrose <3<3 this was such a cute request #i know that james has some good ol' hips but let's pretend he is a bad dancer just for the sake of the beginning 🤭 #santa tell me! #jack's 1.5k celly! #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f2 #formula two #formula 2 #clement novalak #clement novalak x reader #clement novalak x you #clement novalak x y/n #clement novalak fluff #f2 fluff #f2 x reader #f2 x you #f2 x y/n #screaming meals

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jack's 1.5k celly !!

running december 1st to 31st!

since winter is my favorite season, i decided to make my 1.5k-celebration christmas themed 🤍 send as many asks as you want, though i can not promise to write all requests. all other asks will be answered, unless i find them inappropriate or uncomfortable.

thank you all so much! i hope you enjoy this as much as i do <3

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latest full work: this christmas – op81

!! your asks and requests don't need to be winter themed !!

mistletoe – fuck/kiss marry kill! (send me three drivers, f1/f2/f3/indy, and i'll say which one i'd fuck (kiss for underage), marry and kill. i hate hard decisions but this time, i will not allow myself to be indecisive and back down from making a choice.🫡)

santa tell me – blurbs/headcanons! (send me a driver + 1-3 prompts from this list and i’ll write a short blurb or some headcanons!)

last christmas – ask me anything! (send me questions about my height, favorite foods, biggest fears, anything! inspiration: one two three)

let it snow – ships! (send me some info about yourself, include as many or as few details as you want, and i'll ship you with a driver! also, please include if you want it to be only f1 or other series too.)

winter wonderland – wip-teasers! (send me a driver and i'll post a short teaser of a fic with him that i'm working on!)

#once again thank you all so so so much <3<3 #if this flops i’ll cry #jack's 1.5k celly! #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #oscar piastri #lando norris #f2 #x reader #x you #fanfic #fluff #blurb #winter wonderland!

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forehead kisses and “can you call me that again” with mick? 🩷

hello sweets! thank you for requesting, i combined your request with another one. you can find the blurb here. have a lovely day!! <3

#let it snow! #jack's 1.5k celly!

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mistletoe: paul, clement and ollie

pls this is so hard 🫠🫠 god i don’t know…. i guess i would uhhhh marry clem? maybe? imagine what a fun marriage that would be 🥺 never a dull moment 🤭 kisses forrrrr paul, very hard but i’m in a very paul mood these days 🤭🤭 and then that leaves head pats for ollie?

#i love ollie tons and tons and tons thooo #why did i even say i’d agree to this #it sucks #lmao #jack's 1.5k celly! #mistletoe!

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winter wonderland for that christmas oscar story you're writing? 🥰

oooo i didnt know what part to tease bcs i didnt want to spoil too much shdkdhf but here we goooo....

but as oscar walks back to the kitchen, he sees something hanging in the door frame to the kitchen. he stops in his tracks. "no way..." festive cookies isn't the only thing lando got when he went to the local supermarket. he also bought the ultimate tool for securing his master plan – a mistletoe. he doesn't know how, but he's planning to make sure you and oscar meet underneath it at least once before the holidays are over. there's no way you'll both be able to avoid it all week.

#hihihihi #aaaaaa i had a rlly nice time writing on it like last week or 2 weeks ago or something #but now idk #have gotten a little bit of writers block #definitely know the cause though #its that damn lando norris #istg my current lando obsession is so strong that i cant even think of other drivers #oscar my dear loveeee i promise i'll be back to loving you in just a minute 🫠 #though earlier today i was binge-reading @holllandtrash's 6 to 1-series (idk how i havent done it until now?? #quite literally a masterpiece aaaa and didnt exactly make me less obsessed w lando) and when oscar suddenly appeared in one chapter #i went “oscar!!! 😄😄” #baby <3<3 #no one asked about this but i wanted to say for the 10th time that im in a very lando mood 🫡 sorry not sorry #jack's 1.5k celly! #winter wonderland!

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1.5k celly masterlist !!

★ = personal favorites || ♥︎ = reader favorites

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lando norris

burying your head in the crook of their neck + night kisses + shutting the other up with kisses

liam lawson

"you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me"

clement novalak

"you don't have to be so gentle" + moving hair away from their face

paul aron

"teach me" + "is this okay?"

"god you're shivering, take my jacket" + "you don't have to be so gentle. i won't break, you know" + hands under their clothes

mick schumacher

"can you call me that again?" + pulling him in by his tie + forehead kisses

#jack's 1.5k celly! #santa tell me!

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fuck marry kill; clem, oscar, and liam

i don’t understand why i thought i would do this… i can’t kill anyone of these….. let alone choose one not to marry 😭😭 can i pick oscar to kill just because i chose to marry him in the last one?? no i can’t kill him :(( those sweet brown eyes :((( i will always marry oscar… and i guess i’ll say i’ll fuck clem but only because i’m still not over the freaking video of him that he recorded in his bed !!! because if i fuck him then maybe i can please wake up there with him ??????

#don’t mention me ignoring liam #i promise i love him so so much #just… thinking a bit too much about clem these days #not that i didn’t think a lot about liam yesterday after seeing that vlog tiktok 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 #mistletoe! #jack's 1.5k celly! #laciijane! #lacii <3

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THE NEW THEME IM IN LOVE 🥰🥰🥰 and finally an Oscar pfp 😌😌

Okay, you’re going to hate me for this….

Fuck, marry, kill - Oscar, Liam & Paul

Do not be mad at me pls 🙏🏼🙏🏼 ily🥺

aweeee love !! you’re so sweet !!!! 🥺🫶 i wanted to have another liam pfp but i couldn’t find a red one to go with the theme… i had one but it wasn’t great 💔 and then i remembered this one when looking through my pics and just thought it would be perfect 🤭 esp since he’s covering his face with his hands just like liam was in my old pfp!!

okay but like….. i knew this day would come, and still i was shocked to see it……. why did i say i won’t be indecisive? i hate this so much??? 😭

but if i have have have to choose then……… i have to pick osc to marry, don’t i? 🥺 i mean he’s the reason i even made this blog in the first place… and i’ll blame it on him also being the oldest (as if that does any difference 😭) so……….. and using the same logic then-

WAIT okay wait wait wait. i’m actually not doing this for some dramatic effect. but literally as i was writing that sentence, i realized that the game is called fuck marry KILL. as in, i have to KILL someone. how did i not think about this until now? how am i supposed to choose someone to KILL?!?! 😶 like my thoughts were literally “this is fine, i’ll fuck liam and then just kiss paul” 😶😶

well then, now that i understand how the game works, i’ll say marry osc, fuck liam, and…. kill myself! sounds good to me!! better than making this decision 👍👍

#genuinely so surprised at how i didn’t realize this until now #what even did I think as I wrote that in the celebrations post? #to this day I manage to find ways to shock myself #i really thought i could have one as my boyfriend one as a husband and one as a guy to kiss/fuck #oh dear……….. #i don’t hate you 😚 only dislike you slightly 😚😚 #mistletoe! #jack's 1.5k celly! #lola lola lola! 💘

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happy happy holidays and congrats on 1.5k😊 let it snow + winter wonderland? i’ve always been a sucker for a ship lol and the wip can be for whomever you ship me with or if you don’t have one for them then lando or charles maybe?

i love cooking/baking, huge foodie! also reading and writing, traveling, any water activities, movie/game nights and music/concerts. i am an animal lover with a mega soft spot for dogs. very talkative and friendly but i need time to myself every day to decompress. a little impulsive, pretty stubborn, very protective of my loved ones. i love love, making people smile, and watching sunsets. that’s probably too much lol congrats again and wishing you all the best + a wonderful new year ahead!💛

happy holidays! and thank you tons!! <3 i ship you with max verstappen!! max would love it if you baked or cooked for him, especially before or during a race weekend as support, or after a good race as celebration. i have a feeling he would be into board games? so game nights would be a lot of fun with him? but i also have a feeling he would be prone to cheating so 😭 be careful lmao. max definitely needs time to relax and de-stress, especially after a race weekend, so taking some time to unwind would be something you have in common. idk about dogs specifically but max definitely likes animals, his little kitties 🤭 max loves to smile skdjfhdk and making others smile too, so you'd be a very happy and smiley couple <3<3

i actually dont have any wips for max :0 so i'm putting in a little piece of a long thing i've been writing for charles:

after this, everything went by in a blur; one second, you were just chatting in a corner of the club. the next, you were making out in the elevator of the hotel you were both staying in. and then, your back met the covers of his bed as he climbed over your body. his fingers left imaginary traces along your skin, his lips following the path they'd drawn. the sensation was new, so different from anything you'd felt before. his touches drew out shallow breaths and sweet noises from you as he discovered your body, your little sounds helping him know how to please you the way you wanted. the time you spent with charles went on for hours, yet it was over in mere seconds. when he held you against his chest, you wanted nothing more than to stay there forever, to rest your head against him and feel his skin against yours until the end of time – but at the same time, you knew that couldn't happen. so when his low snores filled the room, when his breath was steady and you were sure he was asleep, you swiftly fled from his grasp. getting dressed in a tight dress and your previously discarded underwear after a night like this is always awkward, and leaving a gorgeous man alone in the big bed always sucks. but you had no other option.

wishing you all the best too! hope you have a lovely 2024!!! 🧡

#thank you love <3 #hope u have a great day!! #also!!! i just had to check out your blog when i saw your @ and omg i like what i see #huge hp fan and ive always wanted to get more into the marauders but i never really did #idk why #i will def check out your masterlist 🤭🤭 very excited #asks! #lumos-barnes! #let it snow! #winter wonderland! #jack's 1.5k celly!

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congrats on 1.5k darling!!! so proud, i LOVE your writing so very much 🫶 can i please ask for let it snow — a ship with an f1 driver?

my name is becca, as u know. i’m irish and i love it!! i’m a university student doing journalism & i hope to go into some form of investigative journalism/foreign correspondence in the future. i loveee to travel, i spent last summer backpacking through europe but there’s still so much of it i want to see. i’m a huge bookworm. i love nothing more than to stay in at night with snacks and a good movie. i have 3 kittens who are my babies. i’m very much the mum friend of the group but i love to take care of people. my love languages are physical touch + quality time <333 i’ll let you take anything else from what you already know from my blog bc i can’t think. thank u love u!!!

swetheaart thank you so so much!!! this means so much coming from you, i completely adore you & your blog & your writings 😭

i ship you with oscar piastri!! take him out to travel with him and he'll be so happy. he'll be so curious and open to learning and exploring, and he'll help you plan so you have time to see everything you want before you go back home. and he'll take loads of pretty candid photographs of you in little alleys and in front of beautiful scenery!! please let him play with the kittens :(( it would be so cute :((( your babies will become his babies instantly, no question. he will treat them like his actual children 🥺

i totally see him as someone who needs/loves physical touch & quality time too, they're def two of his top love languages too. imagine just lying together in bed or on your couch, you reading and him being on his phone or something, but your whole body is still fuzzy because he's there and he's yours and his hand on the side of your ribs pulling you closer to him makes you melt. or watching a movie together, just each other's presence being far more than enough, but his fingers drawing random shapes into your skin as you lie in his arms def adds to it. he'd love being taken care of, like not being babied but having someone who genuinely cares about how he's doing and gives him all the small things. forehead kisses before bed, homecooked meals when he's home after a rough race weekend, little massages if he's worn out from racing<3<3

#also this is so so random but i just went through your 'who do i write for' list and #omg logan huntzberger #the only man ever #i mean except for nate archibald #sweet unproblematic men 🫶 (at least in comparison to the other love interests-) #ngl i did squeal quite a bit when i got this from u #<3<3 #folkloresthings! #let it snow! #jack's 1.5k celly!