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op81 + “bombarding them with blankets, tea, heating pads, and anything else they’d need when injured/under the weather”
the man grew up with 3 sisters, he DEFINITELY knows all the tricks to helping his partner with all the fun stuff around periods
[ ways to say ‘i love you’ ] bombarding them with blankets, tea, heating pads, and anything else they’d need when injured/under the weather with oscar piastri.
the first time you got your period at oscar’s place, it was about two months into your relationship. nothing was completely serious yet, all you both knew was that you liked each other more than you had ever liked anyone before. still, when you nipped to the bathroom in the middle of the movie he had chosen and saw your monthlies had started, you panicked blindly. stuffing some toilet paper in your panties as a cautionary measure, you quickly made your excuses and hurried out the door before oscar could question it.
the next time it happened, a few months later, you had no excuse to just run off. you were staying at oscar’s for the weekend — it had been planned for months, to have him all to yourself between races. you knew your period was due and so had packed everything you needed. the one thing you couldn’t avoid? oscar’s neediness.
“so pretty,” the australian murmured, lips nipping at the soft skin on your neck. the warmth of his body on top of you, the tv show on the screen long forgotten, almost distracted you completely from trying to bring up the fact that his advances couldn’t go any further.
“osc—” you started, but his lips finding that magic spot behind your ear sent your interruption to mush. “osc, wait a minute.”
the boy sat back, sweet concern lacing his pretty features, tracing your own for any cause of harm or distress. “what is it? did i do something?”
“no, no,” you assured, shaking your head. the heat in your cheeks began to rise, the words hanging on your tongue but too afraid to come to light. “i can’t. not today.”
“oh,” oscar mumbled, defeated, lips turning downward.
“i’m on my period,” you whispered, as if there was a room full of people to eavesdrop.
“oh.”
suddenly you wished the sofa would swallow you whole, or at least shrivel you up until you were small enough to hide behind one of the cushions. you weren’t embarrassed by the fact, it was completely natural. but with it being so early on in your relationship with oscar, you were both still trying to let the idealised sides of yourself shine through. part of you was afraid this would make it all too real for him.
“i’m sorry, osc,” you muffled, catching your bottom lip between bashful teeth, glancing up at him in suspense.
“shit, no — it’s okay,” he exclaimed, sitting up suddenly. quickly pulling his shirt over his head, you have to look for his tongue to see if that’s why he keeps tripping over his words. “uh, stay there. i’ll — i’ll be back.”
oscar vanishes through the living room door in a flash, leaving you alone on the couch in only your bra and shorts. curling into yourself, the embarrassment took over as your mind began to race. god, you had scared him off. he was probably going to pack your bags and call you an uber home. maybe you shouldn’t have come at all this weekend, instead making your excuses and faking a cough over the phone.
so caught up in your spiral of dread, you didn’t even hear your boyfriend come back into the room. in one hand, a cup of tea. in the other, a hot water bottle and some chocolate, balanced with a blanket under his arm.
“here, two sugars — just like you like it,” he murmured busily, setting the mug down on the coffee table. “i haven’t got many snacks but i can run to the shop and get you whatever you want. there’s some painkillers in the kitchen too, so let me know if you want any. but the hot water bottle will help the cramps for now.”
blinking up at him, you feel like you want to cry. how could you ever think that oscar (your sweet, lovely, darling oscar) would run off at the first sight of something real?
“hey, hey,” he cooed, noticing your watering eyes and wobbling lip. gathering you into his arms, he almost smiles at your adorable shock. “it’s alright, don’t cry.”
“i thought i’d scared you off,” you sniffle, rubbing your nose. oscar hooks a thumb underneath your cheek, pulling your gaze up to him.
“darling, i grew up with three sisters in the house,” he chuckled, brushing your hair back. “i’m an expert in this.”
rather than express your immense gratitude, for you didn’t really have all of the words, you nuzzle yourself back into his arms and squeeze his middle tightly. oscar only smiles, kissing the top of your head, and settling you close to his side. tea in your hand, hot water bottle tucked under the blanket, he lets your settle down before passing you the remote.
“put on love island,” oscar tells you, trying not to smirk when your eyes light up. “but this is the only time of the month i’ll ever watch it with you.”
with a kiss to his cheek and a delighted giggle, you flick through his tv until you find your favourite season of the series. while you’re busy with that, you don’t notice oscar making a quiet note in his calendar of when to buy you extra chocolate and flowers every month.
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#oscar piastri imagine#oscar piastri headcanon#oscar piastri drabble#oscar piastri#oscar piastri x reader
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new heaven knows part up!! listen to wendy as you read <3
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❛ HEAVEN KNOWS ❜ ❨ lando norris x singer!reader ❩
📻 track two: wendy.
in which the they were the perfect couple, until they weren’t. or in which we take a look back into what made heaven itself fall apart.
. . . SEPTEMBER 2023
INSTAGRAM. september twenty—seventh.
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yourusername first song from the good witch! i wrote wendy after a day huddled under my duvet rewatching every adaptation of peter pan that exists. it’s all about falling for lost boys and trying your best to see the best in them even though your heart tells you better. it’s about not making sacrifices even though you want to, learning to put yourself first despite how much love might blind you to do the opposite. what about wendy!
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user STOP these songs are going to tear lando apart i just know it
charlottesiine wendy darling 🤍 lock the windows!!!!
user is lando her lost boy 😭😭😭
REWIND… AUGUST 2022.
for just under three years, heaven was all you knew. lando was a dream, all wrapped up in his love for you and forever devoted to your attentions. maybe the effect of being locked up together for months as the pandemic reigned had given you both a taste of stockholm syndrome and left you with nothing else to focus on. or maybe it was just time.
the beginning of summer break was when you felt the first shift. every other year, lando whisked you away on a holiday to the sunniest place he could find. he wined and dined you, making up for all of the lost time between the racing season and touring. only, this time, he had booked a trip to ibiza with max and his friends.
“what about me?”
“i don’t see them that often either, you know that,” he defended.
it was understandable, you supposed. he liked those kinds of places, you didn’t. so while he partied there, you spent a little extra time in the studio. but then it was a week in spain with carlos, another in croatia with daniel. the compromise came in the form of monaco. you would take some time off, leaving your london flat behind, and come stay with lando in his monte carlo apartment.
you were all excitement, until you realised your time there was scheduled around lando’s meetings and dj sets and boys night out. the desperation to be close to him trumped all else and so you followed him around like a lost puppy, forever blinded by the sweet kisses and doting promises.
“i’ll take you to dinner tomorrow night, just me and you,” lando would murmur in your ear, letting your frustration subside long enough to let him go back to his friends.
it took that whole month in monaco to realise that this is what lando wanted: someone to follow after him and live for the short term magic, only to be let down by the endless maybe’s, trusting that he’ll catch you when you fall. it terrified you, and yet your undying love kept you playing along.
“i have a show in brixton next week,” you told him on your last morning in monaco, shoving the last of your clothes into your case. “it’s low-key, for some of the really devoted fans. i got management to put your name on the list.”
lando zipped up the last of your belongings, soft thumbs caressing your cheeks. “i wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
you grinned happily, uncaring for whatever doubt sank in your stomach when it was just the two of you, his lips soothing on your warm skin. he loved you, truly.
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y/nupdates y/n in brixton tonight! 21/8 🤍
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user1 the intimate shows w her are my fav 🥺🥺🥺
user2 mother!
user3 was lando there? i heard she gave him a shoutout
⤷ user2 she sang feels like this and dedicated it to him!
⤷ user4 yeah but it seemed like she was looking out for him in the back when she said it and it didn’t look like he was there ☹️
⤷ user5 ouch 🥲
“are you alright?”
it’s the first thing you ask when he answers the phone, and you know it’s horrible that you hope something bad has happened — but it’s better than the truth that weighs heavy on his lips.
“i’m so sorry love, i meant to call you earlier,” lando groans through your speaker, your dressing room door clicking closed behind you. still in your stage outfit, you await the excuses. “the flight was delayed and then cancelled. i would get the next flight but i’ve got that thing tomorrow evening.”
“oh, i see.” your eyes sting.. “are you back in the apartment now?”
“huh? oh yeah, i just got an uber back from the airport and i’m ordering some food now.”
if you had the energy to scoff and argue you would, for you can hear the distant bouncing of club music on the other end of the phone, most likely muffled by where lando has hidden away in the bathroom.
“that’s nice,” you whisper, picking anxiously at the skin around your nailbed. “well, the show went really well. i think that—”
“babe, you’re breaking up. i’ll call you tomorrow okay?” lando’s voice raises as the bathroom door on his side opens to let the loud music peek in. “i’m sorry again.”
“okay, bye,” you sigh, but the call ends before he can even hear it. sinking into the small sofa of the dressing room, curling into yourself, the tears flow over your perfect makeup — fading the lipstick you’d chosen just for him.
you couldn’t live like this, is what your friends told you when you spent your evening crying on their sofa. but you loved him, and you would follow him to the ends of the earth. you could be married soon, waiting up at night for the sound of the door unlatching. it’s a life you could have and you knew it — even if it wasn’t what you wanted.
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user1 boyfriend lando pics!!!
carlossainz55 so great to see you!👸
⤷ yourusername time for you to come to london now!!!!
⤷ carlossainz55 ✈️🏃🏻💨
user2 ofc lando brings her to the track even on summer break 🙄😅
landonorris my wendy darling ❤️
⤷ user3 does this make lando peter pan?
⤷ yourusername 🤍🤍🤍
user4 still sad we didn’t see lando at the london show :(
writers note: did i promise this new chapter ages ago? yes but just be happy you guys have it now 🫶❤️🔥
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“show, don’t tell” - other ways to say “i love you”
good morning/good night texts
pulling the other into a random embrace
“this reminded me of you”
complimenting the features you love most about you lover
going to hold hands in a stressful situation
holding their hands in general
“tell me about your day.”
saving their name as something cute in your phone
taking pictures of each other on dates, telling the other how beautiful they are
“i’m here for you.”
doing a chore/task that you know they don’t enjoy doing
calling just to hear their voice
running some errands for them when they’re sick
bombarding them with blankets, tea, heating pads, and anything else they’d need when injured/under the weather
knowing the medicines they’d usually take and having no problem going to get them when needed
getting lost in their eyes
reminding them how lucky you are to have them
peppering kisses all over
or going in for one passionate kiss that just says it all
cupping their cheek
wiping their tears when they cry
“you’re my everything.”
“let me know what you need, alright?”
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one is shorter and they just plant a soft kiss (or kisses) along the taller's jawline,, this with mark oh lord
so sorry my love but i’m not currently writing for mark !
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Hi! I just wanted to ask if there are any leftover asks from your celebration a couple of months back? And if there is any chance you will write them? I was just curious , I 100% do not mean this in any pushy , rude way <3
hi baby! unfortunately after the celebration ended i had so many requests leftover in my inbox and i couldn’t possibly get to all of them + even more being sent in. i’m hoping to do another celebration soon though so keep your eyes peeled! and as per, my inbox is always open for requests so you can send smth in without a celebration being held 🫶
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back hugging and the one in front just turns around to press their lips against the other's
THIS IS SO SEBASTIAN PLEAES
[ kiss prompts ] back hugging and the one in front just turns around to press their lips against the others with sebastian vettel.
at the peak of his career, just off of his second world championship win, sebastian’s days were busy. between meetings with red bull about the car for next season and media commitments, it was rare that you got a moment alone with your boyfriend.
luckily for you, he was set to spend all of today at home. but despite waking up next to him and being in such close proximity, sebastian was still working. you did all you could to spend time with him, bringing him coffee when he was on a call or lounging nearby with your book while he answered emails.
just before dinner, you quickly hopped into the shower to give sebastian some peace for a phone call, taking your time to lather yourself in the vanilla body wash your boyfriend always complimented, slipping into one of his shirts when you dried off. padding into the living room, sebastian isn’t where you left him at your desk — instead, pottering around the kitchen with what you had left out for dinner.
“hey, whatcha doing?” you ask, hovering in the doorway.
“making you dinner,” sebastian replied, glancing back over his shoulder to smile at you. “nice shirt.”
chuckling, you feel your cheeks go warm. “i can make dinner. you should be resting, it’s your day off.”
with a sigh, his shoulders visibly fall. instantly the guilt rises in you; sebastian always felt terrible when he didn’t give you his full attention, when you were his second priority, despite the many times you reassured him that it was was fine. and now, on his day off, he had spent all of his time on his laptop.
“right, sorry.” his voice is quiet, hands busying themselves with cutting up some vegetables.
you frown, setting down your phone on the table and wandering over to where sebastian stands over the countertop. careful not to startle him, your hands wind themselves around his waist from behind, clasping at his stomach. resting your head between strong back muscles, squeezing all your comfort into him.
“i miss you,” you tell him, muffled into his soft shirt. sebastian’s hands instantly set the food preparation down, melting into your touch. without a second thought he turns in his place, your arms still wrapped around his waist, looking down at you now.
before he can get too lost in your sad eyes, he captures your lips in his. soft, slow, nothing but sweetness in his kiss. hands that cup your cheeks hold you like a precious stone, careful not to let you slip away. even when you part, he never gives up on making sure you feel every ounce of love he held for you.
“i’m sorry,” sebastian mutters, tickling your forehead with his curls. “i’m going to be around more, i promise. you are what matters to me, more than anything.”
nodding, you stretch up to kiss him quickly again. “i know.”
sebastian smirks, that cheeky look sneaking back into his eyes. “i could start now, if you want…”
“oh, yeah?” you giggle, hands sneaking under the hem of his shirt, brows raised. “can you still make us dinner first, though?”
“only if you’re my dessert, baby.”
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#f1#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#sebastian vettel fluff#sebastian vettel drabble#sebastian vettel blurb#sebastian vettel x reader#sebastian vettel imagine
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I don't know why but Lewis Hamilton came to my mind with knowing the medicines they’d usually take and having no problem going to get them when needed .
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[ ways to say ‘i love you’ ] knowing the medicines they’d usually take and having no problem going to get them when needed with lewis hamilton.
lewis must have had some sort of sixth sense. it was like he knew you better than you ever had known yourself, always one step ahead. he could tell when you had caught a cold before you felt your sinuses begin to close up.
“can hear it in your voice,” he told you, bringing you the flu tablets you liked the best just in time to catch your nose beginning to run. “and your skin was warmer than usual.”
for the next few days, there would never be a shortage of that medicine in the house, and some sort of internal alarm had lewis appearing by your side at the exact minute you needed to take them. he would bring you a big mug of honey and lemon before you could tell him your throat was scratching again, and a hot water bottle for your feet before you could fetch another pair of socks.
when your relationship had gotten serious, you had both agreed that you would go on birth control — lewis’ career was busy, you had your own life to work on. neither of you were planning on a baby anytime soon. and each day, as the clock struck twelve, he reminded you to take it. if he was away at a race, a text would come through at the time he would usually stick his head into the room.
“i love you, and i can’t wait until we start our little family,” lewis would murmur, kissing you softly. “but for now — i’ll keep you safe.”
the most impressive part of his skill, however, was when that time of the month rolled around. any boyfriend you’d had before paid little attention to your cycle, always seeming surprised when you asked them to nip to the store for your essentials. but not lewis.
“they didn’t have the tampons you usually get, so i got you these as well as some pads for backups,” lewis noted, setting the bag on the table next to you. glancing up, unsure if you were imagining it or not, you tilt your head. “what? you’re due your period tomorrow, aren’t you?”
“yeah, but…” you mumbled, shaking your head.
“i saw you didn’t have much left in the bathroom this morning so i grabbed some while i was out,” lewis explained, shrugging as if it was the most normal thing ever. “oh, and some painkillers — the kind that don’t make you feel sick, and some of that chocolate you liked last time.”
looking between the bag full of things and your boyfriend, now busying himself with making a cup of tea, you feel your entire chest swell with adoration. every time, without fail, he always knew what you needed. he paid attention, he cared.
“lew?” you ask, slinking your arm around his waist, turning him towards you.
“hm? you okay, baby?” he asks, brows knitting and hands brushing your hair back.
“i love you,” you whisper, tiptoes stretching up to kiss him with everything you had. and he didn’t need to say it back, because he already had.
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#f1 x reader#f1#f1 imagine#lewis hamilton drabble#lewis hamilton blurb#lewis hamilton x reader#lewis hamilton imagine#lewis hamilton
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send one + the driver you think fits it best!
“show, don’t tell” - other ways to say “i love you”
good morning/good night texts
pulling the other into a random embrace
“this reminded me of you”
complimenting the features you love most about you lover
going to hold hands in a stressful situation
holding their hands in general
“tell me about your day.”
saving their name as something cute in your phone
taking pictures of each other on dates, telling the other how beautiful they are
“i’m here for you.”
doing a chore/task that you know they don’t enjoy doing
calling just to hear their voice
running some errands for them when they’re sick
bombarding them with blankets, tea, heating pads, and anything else they’d need when injured/under the weather
knowing the medicines they’d usually take and having no problem going to get them when needed
getting lost in their eyes
reminding them how lucky you are to have them
peppering kisses all over
or going in for one passionate kiss that just says it all
cupping their cheek
wiping their tears when they cry
“you’re my everything.”
“let me know what you need, alright?”
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So glad you can write again you've been missed dearly how about Lando with the second to last one off this prompt list pretty please, don't feel pressured to do it 🥺🙏🏻
https://www.tumblr.com/novelbear/723017487168487424/kiss-me-with-your-eyes-closed-kiss-prompts?source=share
[ kiss prompts ] after a heated session, they admire their flushed partner and softly place a peck on the cheek with lando norris
✩⡱ warnings: a little smutty but only really foreplay
lando’s lips were always sweet — soft and warm and so very good at what they did. weeks apart from each other only made you appreciate his lips more so than ever before. forever thankful for the vanilla lip balm you’d gotten him last christmas, it made his kisses addictive; your very own personal drug.
since he’d stepped through the front door until now, his lips were on yours at every spare second. but he had to unpack, and you had promised him dinner. once those requirements were ticked off, he was all yours.
a leg on either side of him, strong hands keeping you in place, you happily settle into straddling his lap atop the plush couch, lips locking to yours. lando’s needy grip is tight on your waist, wandering to grab at the plush skin underneath your shirt. kisses alternate from slow to fast, soft to rough, his tongue slipping past your own sending your mind into a dizzy frenzy.
“lan…” you murmur, dreamily, words getting lost when his teeth catch your bottom lip and pull a moan from you. hot skin and desperation pulls all of the breath from your chest — but lando isn’t finished with you yet.
with too much ease, he flips your positions and is on top of you in an instant. fingers wrapped around your wrists, arms pinned in place while his lips attack your neck, surely leaving behind marks you’ll regret in the morning. before you can protest, lando presses his lips to yours again, knocking the air from you again.
hands, knowing just where they belong, pry your legs open and wrap them around his waist, letting his knee slot right between them. warm and solid, it presses against your core until your mind goes blank — glad of lando’s expertise when any sense flies from your head.
sensing your fluster, lando parts from your lips with a small smirk, taking a mental snapshot of your ruffled hair and swollen lips, like an artist looks at a finished painting. shooting you a cheeky smile, he leans down and presses a quick kiss to your flushed cheek.
“you okay?” he chuckles, head tilted down towards you, sarcasm lacing his pretty lips. glaring up at him, you softly shove his shoulder.
“finish what you started, or i’m not kissing you ever again,” you threaten, feigning annoyance, hips pushing towards his own.
“yes, ma’am,” lando murmurs, slipping down to settle between your legs — and, forever a man of his word, he certainly does finish exactly what he started.
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#lando norris x reader#lando norris#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1#lando norris drabble#lando norris smau#lando norris blurb#lando norris smut#lando norris imagine#lando x reader
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hi, could u pls write Fernando x reader where she craves his touch a lot (not smutty but more like hugs & kisses) after a bad day? I constantly think about how his arms would feel wrapped around my waist 😭
SAFE PLACE. ❨ fernando alonso x reader ❩
short little drabble to get me back into the swing of writing here ly all
even before you entered into a long distance relationship, you had been a touchy person. your love language, some might say. there was something about knowing a person — your person, was right there under your fingers. it brought comfort deep within you, and a silent assurance of love from the other.
when fernando came along and swept you off of your feet, his touch meant more to you than anything ever before. that was amplified beyond belief when he was away for weeks at a time. late night calls were painful when he couldn’t just reach through the screen and touch you.
surprising to most people, it wasn’t at all sexual. sure, you missed the way fernando’s hands wandered under the sheets at night — but you would give all of that up just for him to hold you close, if only for a little while. hence the excitement when your favourite weeks came around: weeks spent with fernando.
summer break meant the spanish heat being at its highest, and your work being its busiest. after a long day, the high temperatures meant nothing when you crawled into fernando’s arms on the couch.
“hi, mi amor,” he murmured, welcoming you into his attentions alongside his video game. “you okay?”
nodding into his chest, you nuzzle closer until he gets the hint. console discarded, his hands rub along your back and shoulders, scratching gently through your hair. before long, enough of his touch eases all of the tension from your shoulders.
“sorry, long day.” sitting back, you sigh and rest your hands on his chest. fernando’s eyes fill with sympathy, squeezing your hands reassuringly.
“do you want some dinner?” he asks, knowing your hunger probably isn’t helping your mood. nodding, your tired feet follow him to the kitchen, despite his protests to let you rest. after a whole day apart, you don’t want to be separated by even a wall.
as he gets to making the pasta he knows you love so much, you offer to help by pouring some wine. fernando’s hands sneak around your waist, swaying you both softly as he hums a quiet tune in your ear.
“i love you,” fernando whispers, squeezing your hips, lips pressing soft kisses behind your ear. “so very much.”
your heart squeals, leaning into him and his hands. all of those problems that crept up during your days fizzled away as soon as you came home to fernando, safe in his arms — a place to hide away from the world.
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#fernando alonso instagram au#fernando alonso fluff#fernando alonso blurb#fernando alonso drabble#fernando alonso imagine#fernando alonso x reader#fernando alonso
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have a look in my prompts lists if you want some ideas !!
guess who’s back 😌 i’m off uni for a few weeks and i want to WRITE! so send some requests for your fav drivers <3 i’m in a huge lando/oscar/carlos/nando/lewis mood recently
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guess who’s back 😌 i’m off uni for a few weeks and i want to WRITE! so send some requests for your fav drivers <3 i’m in a huge lando/oscar/carlos/nando/lewis mood recently
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I love the idea of being on a ski trip with Lance where he went out on the mountain for the day and I didn’t and he comes back in with chilly rosy cheeks and is all clingy and huggy because “I need your body heat, babe”
lance + snow activities/setting is my favourite thing ever. i’m also the kind to sit and watch the cold sport activities from inside so the thought of lance heading out early morning, while you’re still curled up in bed with some tea, leaving you with a quick kiss is so endearing. you pass the day reading and baking and curling up in front of the log fire. when lance comes back he takes one look at you all wrapped up in the blanket and caves. he drops his snow—covered boots by the door and immediately crawls on top of you.
“god, lance, you’re freezing,” you whine, sinking further into the blanket.
“exactly,” he mumbles, hiding his rosy cold cheeks in your neck. “and you’re so warm.”
you can’t help but chuckle and wrap your arms around him, pulling him into your body warmth. you both sit there until the sun goes down and you begin to get a little hungry. and the next day, when he goes out on the slopes again, you’re sure to have a few extra blankets on hand.
#🌙 ﹐ drabbles.#lance stroll drabble#lance stroll#lance stroll x reader#lance stroll imagine#formula 1#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader
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hii!💗i absolutely love your work and these past few days i've been sick:( and i can't stop thinking about bf Lando taking care of reader !! being super soft and cuddly and just making everything possible so she feels alright and gets better soon<3.
finally getting around to some requests and i’ve currently got a cold so starting with this!
SNIFFLES. ❨ lando norris x reader ❩
hell was the nicest way to describe it. for the whole day your head felt like it might combust, your throat close over and your nose fall off from so much sneezing. since dragging your numb body out of bed this morning, you’d barely moved from the place you’d found on the couch — bones aching each and every time they moved.
the newfound position had made it so that your phone was too far out of reach to care about each time it buzzed. perhaps why lando had left his meeting early to race across town to your apartment — anxiety bubbling in his throat at your digital silence.
“baby?” he calls before he’s even through the door, shoes slipped off and keys rattling on the table. “baby? are you here?”
the only response he got was a low groan that led him to the heap of blankets on the sofa, your hair just about sticking out from under them; the only indication that you were actually alive.
“what’s the matter, love?” lando coos, pulling back the corner of the blanket. your face pokes out, eyes puffy and nose red raw.
“m’sick,” you pout, voice all stuffy and nasally. lando bites back a smile, because despite the pity he felt for your ailment — you looked absolutely adorable.
“aw, darling,” lando chuckles, petting back the hair from your face, a gentle thumb rubbing over the round of your cheek. his heart swelled up, only wishing he had the power to take away the pain soaring through your limbs. “you should’ve called me, i would’ve come earlier to take care of you.”
“didn’t wanna bother you,” you mumble.
lando smiles, chest aching with the undying love that he feels for you and your kindness. “well, i’m here now. put on a movie and i’ll make you some soup, okay?”
you nod, obeying happily with the disney logo lighting up the television screen. lando disappears into the kitchen, rattling around for a little while until he returns with a carefully balanced tray.
“sit up,” he commands softly, setting the tray down. he helps you up, straightening your blankets to keep you warm. first comes a hot water bottle, tucked under your feet to keep the chill away. then, some medicine: flu tablets, balm on your chest and nose. tissues sit by for when needed, water too. “here.”
sitting by you, he lifts spoon after spoon to your lips — claiming you’re in no position to be feeding yourself. you are, and he knows that, but he rather enjoys being able to take care of you. it was usually the other way around. you, making sure he’s healthy and happy before and after races, not pushing himself too hard.
with the bowl empty and your stomach full, lando settles next to you on the sofa, guiding your head onto his lap. fingertips brush through your soft locks, gently soothing the headache that bounces around your skull.
“can i get you anything else? tea, or some chocolate?” lando frets, desperate to make you ask comfortable as he can. but his movement makes you whine, hands quickly coming to keep him just where he is.
“no, just need you.”
lando melts then, holding you close and swearing to never let you go. his arms tighten a little more around you, the soft songs of the disney movie you’d chosen aiding sleep to come over you. it comes easily, especially with lando’s warmth draping over your body.
“love you, lan,” you murmur, almost inaudible, before you drift off.
“i love you too, darling.”
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happy christmas everyone!!! this has been such a lovely year on tumblr and i’ve so enjoyed writing and reading all of the work. have an absolutely wonderful day whether you celebrate or not. love you all lots n lots 🍾🫶🎄
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