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Private Landing (Lewis Hamilton Fanfic)(4/?)
SUMMARY: In the high-speed world of Formula One, Lewis Hamilton subtly introduces a mysterious partner via Instagram after a slight mishap during an interview. Sparking media intrigue, everyone wants to know: who is the enigmatic figure that calls herself Mrs. Hamilton?
INSPO: this post
PAIRINGS: Sir Lewis Hamilton x Aurora "Rorie" Phillips-Hamilton (faceclaim is Justine Skye)
WARNINGS: drama, angst, sexual content, formula one b.s., pre-established relationship (with flashbacks). RATED M (18+)
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CHAPTER 4: Summer Break '23
The summer break had finally arrived, and Lewis couldn't contain his excitement. After a grueling first half of the season, he was ready for some time off to relax and recharge. Plans for two trips were set: one with his best mates Miles, Andrew, Louis, and Jas as well as Rorie and some of her girlfriends for a one-week cruise around Turkey, and another with his family to Colorado for relaxation and bonding time.
He missed hanging out with his boys, but he also missed his wife. Lewis wanted her to be with him in Belgium when he finished the first half of the season, but she had an interview with Bustle to prepare for, not to mention check in with Lyric and make sure everything was running smoothly at home. He was immensely proud of her for all of the opportunities that came her way, and he was certain that there was so much in store for her.
This break from racing was much needed for him, especially since his team's performance thus far had been subpar. They were struggling to keep up with their main competitor, Red Bull, and it was taking a toll on him mentally. He thought he had left all his emotions behind on the track, but they followed him even as he escaped to the Kusadasi port with his wife as they waited for their friends to arrive.
"Is everything alright?" Rorie asked, noticing the worried expression on her husband's face.
"I just can't stop thinking about the races and how we're not performing as well as we should," Lewis replied.
Rorie placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "You're still an amazing driver, Lewis. Don't let this get to you."
"I know, but I hate losing," Lewis sighed. "I want to win another championship for my team."
"Well, that's something we can work on when we get back," Rorie said with a smile. "But for now, let's enjoy our break and each other's company."
“You’re right.” Lewis nodded and leaned in for a kiss from his supportive wife. She always knew how to comfort him and put things into perspective.
“I’m always right,” giggled Rorie as he placed tender kisses along her jawline. He grumbled an indecipherable reply and the deep timbre sent shivers down her spine.
"Rorie!!" The sound of Kiara's high-pitched made Lewis groan and facepalm.
"You invited her, really baby?" he asked, irritated, as he moved away from his wife’s embrace.
"Of course I did," Rorie replied with a scoff. "KiKi is fun, and I think she has a little crush on Miles."
Lewis's eyes widened as he realized Rorie's intentions. "Please don't tell me you're trying to set them up."
"And if I am?" Rorie raised an eyebrow before striding off to greet her friend.
"Girl!" KiKi smiled widely as she took in the luxurious multi-level yacht that they were on. "I know your man got money, but this is wild! Thank you for inviting me; I bought Casamigos!"
"Yes!" cheered Rorie as she gave KiKi another hug. "I can always count on you to get the party started."
A small smirk appeared on Lewis' face. Despite her annoying demeanor, he had to give it to KiKi for bringing the fun. Whenever Rorie drank Casamigos, she turned into a bona fide freak in bed - something he definitely looked forward to.
Maybe inviting KiKi might not be bad after all, he thought. If he could get even two minutes of “special time” with Rorie, that would certain make him feel a whole lot better.
"Hey, Lew!" she spoke to him and he replied with a friendly wave. "You spent a lot of money on this yacht, my friend. I can already tell that this is going to be a trip of a lifetime."
Lewis chuckled at KiKi's comment, knowing that she was right. He had spared no expense in renting out this impressive yacht for their vacation. It was the least he could do for his closest friends and wife, who had been by his side through all of his races and training sessions.
"Something like that. How was your flight?" Lewis asked, trying to make conversation with KiKi as they waited for the rest of their friends to arrive.
"It was good," KiKi replied with a smile. "I ended up watching movies the whole time. Where's Miles fine ass at?"
Lewis rolled his eyes at KiKi's flirtatious comment. "He'll be here soon."
"I'll be surprised if you don't have him wrapped around your finger by the end of the night," Rorie teased.
KiKi rolled her eyes playfully. "Please, I already have him wrapped around my finger."
Just then, Miles, Louis, Andrew, and Jas arrived and joined them on the yacht. Miles hugged Rorie and Lewis before greeting KiKi with a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey gorgeous," he said with a charming smile. "Long time no see."
"Hey yourself, handsome," KiKi replied, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously.
The rest of Rorie's friends arrived on the yacht - Tia, Ayesha, and Britt. They were all excited to see each other and catch up. Tia and Ayesha were Rorie's closest friends from college and Britt was her childhood best friend.
As they settled into the yacht, Lewis went to check on the captain and make sure everything was in order. Meanwhile, Rorie and her friends grabbed some shots from the bar and headed to the deck.
"Can you believe it's been eight years since we graduated?" Tia exclaimed, raising her glass. "Cheers to us still being friends!"
They all clinked glasses and downed the shots.
"I can't believe we're all here together," Ayesha said with a smile. "It's like old times."
Everyone nodded in agreement, reminiscing about their college days and how much they had grown since then. Tia and Ayesha were both successful lawyers now, while Britt had pursued her love for photography and found success as a freelance photographer. KiKi had established a catering business in New York.
"Yeah, except now we're all successful women with our own careers," Britt added. "Rorie especially - Mrs. Hamilton and budding socialite."
Rorie laughed at Britt's words, feeling grateful for all the blessings in her life. She never imagined she'd end up marrying a world-renowned race car driver, but here she was, living her dream.
"Speaking of which," Rorie said, eyeing KiKi slyly. "What about you, KiKi? When are you going to settle down?"
KiKi rolled her eyes and took another sip of her drink. "I'm living my best life as a single woman," she replied with a smirk.
"She's too busy chasing after every hot guy she sees," Miles chimed in, earning a playful slap from KiKi.
"Funny coming from the one who slid into my DMs less than a day ago," KiKi retorted, causing everyone to fall silent with their jaws hanging open in surprise.
Lewis muttered under his breath, "Wow," and shot a telling look towards his best friend.
The group burst into laughter at Miles's expense and he playfully pretended to be offended.
"Hey, I have a reputation to uphold," he joked. "But in all seriousness, KiKi is a catch. Any guy would be lucky to have her."
KiKi grinned, knowing that Miles was just trying to make up for his slip-up. She didn't want to waste any more time talking about relationships when they were supposed to be having fun and letting loose on the yacht.
"Enough about me," she said, grabbing another bottle of Casamigos from the bar. "Let's focus on having a good time!"
Everyone eventually settled in, deciding to change into their swimwear and take a dip in the crystal clear waters surrounding the yacht. They all jumped off the deck and into the refreshing sea, laughing and splashing each other. The yacht sailed further into the Aegean, the warm sun and gentle breeze making for a perfect day out on the water. The group relaxed on the deck, enjoying drinks and snacks while taking in the beautiful views around them.
Meanwhile, Britt was busy capturing all the beautiful moments with her camera. She wandered around the yacht, snapping photos of everyone enjoying themselves. Lewis noticed her from where he sat with Rorie.
"Britt's really talented," he commented.
"Yeah, she's always loved photography," Rorie replied.
Suddenly, KiKi stood up from where she was sitting next to Miles.
"Alright guys," she announced with a grin. "It's time for our next activity: never have I ever!"
There were groans of protest from some members of the group while others whooped with excitement. Lewis and Rorie exchanged a knowing look, already anticipating the chaos that was about to ensue.
"I'll start!" KiKi declared, throwing back her shot of tequila before proclaiming, "Never have I ever hooked up with someone on a yacht."
This immediately caught everyone's attention and they all looked around at each other, trying to gauge who had done it and who hadn't.
Miles took a shot and laughed. "Looks like you're out, KiKi."
KiKi shrugged nonchalantly. "Hey, it was a yacht party. Things happen and I'll do it again." She shot Miles a flirtatious smirk, causing him to chuckle.
"Don't start nothing you can't finish, baby,” he teased her with a suggestive wink.
"Bring it on, Daddy," responded KiKi, causing everyone to hoot with laughter.
Rorie went next, taking a gulp of her drink before declaring, "Never have I ever went skydiving."
Lewis took a shot, causing her to laugh and give him a high five.
The game continued, with each person revealing some wild or funny experience they'd had. It was now Jas' turn and he glanced around the group with a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.
"Never have I ever kissed someone of the same gender." Jas declared.
All the women took shots, laughing as they did so.
"Wait, what?" Lewis exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. "You've all kissed another girl?"
"Well, yeah! It's a pretty common thing," Tia replied with a shrug.
Rorie chuckled and nudged her husband. "Don't worry, babe. You're the only one for me."
Lewis grinned and pulled her in for a kiss, causing KiKi and Miles to make gagging noises.
"Okay okay, let's continue the game," Jas interjected with a laugh. "You're turn Lou."
Louis thought for a moment before saying, "Never have I ever gone skinny dipping in the middle of winter."
Everyone laughed and took shots, except for Miles who shook his head. "Why would anyone do that?"
"It was a dare from my sorority sisters in college," Ayesha explained with a grin. "I couldn't back down."
"Alright, my turn," Tia said with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Never have I ever had a one-night stand with a celebrity."
The group immediately turned to Britt who took a sip of her drink.
"Who was it?" Miles asked, already sensing that this was going to be good.
"I'm not telling," Britt replied with a sly smile.
Lewis whistled impressed. "Damn girl, you're full of surprises tonight."
Jas laughed and put an arm around Britt's shoulder. "You're definitely our wild card for this trip."
Ayesha was next, "Never have I ever tried anal sex."
The group erupted into laughter at Ayesha's unexpected declaration.
"Shit, where did that come from?" Miles asked, still laughing.
"What? It's just a question," Ayesha defended herself with a shrug.
Only Rorie and Lewis took a shot. Rorie giggled and whispered something to Lewis, causing him to laugh.
"What was that?" KiKi asked curiously.
"Just reminiscing about our honeymoon," Rorie replied with a wink.
Tia grinned mischievously, "Okay okay, let's keep playing before we all get too fucked up."
"Okay okay, my turn," Britt said eagerly. "Never have I ever had sex in a public place."
Some took shots while others shook their heads in disbelief.
"Wait, seriously? Where?" KiKi asked with wide eyes.
Britt's cheeks warmed and shrugged. "In a movie theater parking lot."
Everyone's jaw dropped at her bold confession.
"Damn girl, you're truly are wild as hell," Jas exclaimed with a laugh. "It's always the quiet ones, bro."
It was now KiKi's turn again and she turned to Rorie and Lewis with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Never have I ever been caught having sex by someone I know," she declared.
Everyone turned to Lewis and Rorie with curiosity, wondering if they would take a shot or not. With a chuckle, Lewis lifted his glass to his mouth and downed the drink in one go. Then, he picked up his wife's glass and did the same.
"You freaky bastard," Louis said with admiration.
"Y'all gotta chill though, for real," Miles commented. "You guys gonna end up having another baby."
"What? Who caught you guys?" Britt pressed excitedly.
Lewis smirked and leaned back in his chair. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out."
"It had to be almost everyone on this yacht, though," KiKi retorted, earning her a chiding glare from Rorie. "What? Don't look at me like that, mamas. You know it's the truth. I caught y'all a few times."
"Same here!" Miles concurred, raising his hand.
"Me too," noted Jas with a laugh.
"Okay okay, let's keep playing," Tia interjected with a grin.
The game eventually came to an end as everyone was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. They all stumbled back to their cabins, laughing and joking along the way. Once they were in their respective rooms, Rorie and Lewis cuddled with each other in bed.
"This has been a great night," Rorie said, resting her head on Lewis' shoulder.
"It has," Lewis agreed, running his hand through her hair. "Thank you for planning this. I needed a break from all the racing drama."
"Anything for my husband," Rorie replied with a smile.
“Really?”
Lewis felt a surge of love for Rorie wash over him. He knew that she always had his back, no matter what.
“Of course,” she responded, staring at him intently.
“What if I want you to take off this shirt?” he said as his finger pulled down the strap tentatively. “I don’t think you need all these clothes on, sweetheart.”
He leaned in for a kiss, but their moment was cut short by muffled moans coming from the adjoining room.
"That's probably KiKi and Miles," Rorie said, trying to hide her smirk.
"Yep, sounds like they're having a good time," Lewis replied with a smile. "I can't believe you actually set up my best friend with yours."
The moans grew louder and more enthusiastic, prompting laughter from both Lewis and Rorie as they listened to their friends' escapades.
“I thought you said that the walls were sound proof?”
Lewis shrugged at his wife. “Shit, I guess not.” His fingers roamed her bare shoulder, making their way downward to cup her breasts.
“How can you still be in the mood? The noises don’t bother you?” Rorie said, swatting his hands away.
“I can ignore it.”
“Well, I cannot,” scoffed Rorie as she turned over. “No snookie.”
“Baby…”
“Nope, it’s too awkward.”
Lewis let out a disappointed sigh as he glanced down at his semi-erect penis. It was straining against the confines of his boxers, aching for release, yet he highly doubt that will happen. This was definitely not how he planned on having the night end, and suffice to say, he was going to have a word with KiKi and Miles.
The next morning, everyone woke up to a beautiful sunrise over the ocean. They all met in the dining area for breakfast, still laughing and reminiscing about the previous night's game.
"Good morning, lovebirds," KiKi teased Lewis and Rorie as they walked in holding hands.
"Shut up," Rorie blushed, playfully swatting at KiKi.
"I'm just jealous," KiKi sighed dramatically. "Miles is too tired from last night to even hold my hand."
“Must be nice,” Lewis grumbled under his breath while everyone else laughed.
They settled down at the table to eat breakfast. The mood was light and carefree as they chatted and made plans for the day.
"So what are we doing today?" Louis asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"Well, Lewis and I were thinking we could all go out on a boat for some water activities," Rorie suggested. "We could also explore Bodrum for a bit."
"That sounds like a great idea," Tia said.
"Yeah, and then maybe we can all have a seafood lunch later?" Jas added.
"Sounds perfect to me," Britt agreed.
"Where do we go after Bodrum?" wondered KiKi.
"We have about two days in Bodrum then two days in Rhodes. From there it's Antalya for three days and we spend the rest of the time in Cappadocia," said Lewis.
The group spent the rest of the morning getting ready and packing their beach bags. Rorie and Lewis had arranged for a private boat to take them out on the water, equipped with all the necessary equipment for various water activities.
As they boarded the boat, everyone was in high spirits, excited for a day of fun and adventure. They made their way out to sea, taking in the stunning views of the turquoise water and rocky cliffs.
They took turns jet skiing and banana boating. The group spent several hours out on the water before making their way back to shore. They were all exhausted but thrilled from their day of adventure.
"That was amazing!" exclaimed Britt as they docked at Bodrum harbor.
"I haven't had that much fun in a long time," added Tia with a smile.
"We should definitely make this an annual tradition," suggested Jas.
Afterward, they explored Bodrum, taking in the sights and sounds of the beautiful coastal town. The group settled down at a nearby restaurant for lunch, enjoying the fresh seafood and soaking up the vibrant atmosphere of Bodrum. As they ate and chatted, Miles approached Lewis with a serious expression. "Hey bruv, can we talk for a sec?"
Lewis nodded and followed Miles away from the rest of the group.
"I just wanted to say thank you for setting me up with KiKi," Miles said sincerely.
"It wasn't me, it was Rorie," Lewis replied with a smile. "But I'm glad it's working out."
Miles sighed and looked out at the ocean. "It's just been so long since I've been with someone and she makes me feel alive again."
Lewis could see the genuine happiness in Miles's eyes as he spoke about KiKi. He put his hand on Miles's shoulder in support.
"I'm happy for you, man," Lewis said.
Miles smiled gratefully at his friend before they headed back to join the rest of the group.
The group explored more of Bodrum, visiting local markets and souvenir shops before finishing off lounging on the yacht. Their time in Rhodes and Antalya was the same: exploring, eating amazing food, immersing themselves in activities like hiking and riding ATVs.
Soon, they arrived at their final destination, and the group couldn't help but feel excited and curious about what Cappadocia had in store for them. The landscape was unlike anything they had ever seen before - a surreal mix of dusty red and white rock formations scattered across the horizon.
After a few hours on the road, they finally arrived at their hotel, an elegant cave accommodation carved into the side of one of the fairy chimneys. The rooms were luxurious and spacious, with soft lighting and plush furnishings.
"Welcome to Aza Cave Hotel, Hamilton Party," the concierge greeted with a warm smile. "Please, have some tea."
A waiter came around offering Turkish tea. Each of them took a cup and sipped slowly, savoring the rich and aromatic taste.
"This is really good!" exclaimed KiKi. "Do you guys sell this? I would love to take some back home."
"Of course, ma'am," said the concierge. "I'll make arrangements to have a selection gift box placed in your room. It contains all of our popular blends."
The group thanked the concierge and took some time to freshen up before meeting in the lobby to head to dinner at the hotel's terrace restaurant. As they made their way to the restaurant, the group couldn't help but admire the stunning view of Cappadocia at sunset. The orange and pink hues of the sky reflected off the unique rock formations, creating a magical ambiance.
Once they were seated at their table, the hotel staff brought out a delicious spread of traditional Turkish dishes - from savory kebabs and dolma to fragrant rice pilaf and mezze platters. Everyone dug in eagerly as they discussed their plans for exploring Cappadocia.
"We have an early morning start tomorrow," Rorie said as she took a sip of her wine. "We're going on a hot balloon ride."
"I can't wait!" exclaimed Britt, bouncing in her seat with excitement.
"It's going to be amazing," added Jas, grinning from ear to ear.
"How early is early though?" she wondered aloud, making everyone turn to stare blankly at her.
"What? I'm just saying what everyone is thinking," KiKi defended herself with a laugh.
"Early is early, Kiara," Miles teased, nudging her side. "Why? You need extra time for some beauty sleep?"
"I mean, yeah," nodded KiKi with a grin. "Y'all have been tiring me out. I don't think I've stayed up this late since college."
"If you're getting old, just say that, girl," joked Tia, causing KiKi to hit her playfully with a napkin.
"Never that, sweetie," she retorted, "but I need some time to relax too."
"They have a spa here, y'know?" Ayesha said. "We can hit it up later."
"Say less, girl!" KiKi grinned widely.
"I mean since the girls are gettin' their massage on, I say we hit up a game of pool after the balloon ride," suggested Jas with a sly grin.
"You think we would want to play another game with you after you just cheated during basketball?" teased Lewis, reminding everyone of how Jas had cheated during their pickup game while they were sailing to Antalya.
"Oh come on, it was all in good fun," Jas defended herself with a laugh. "But seriously, we should do something active."
"I'm down for pool," said Andrew. "Or maybe bowling? I heard there’s a bowling alley here."
"We could go for a hike tomorrow instead," Louis suggested. "I heard there are some amazing trails around here."
"That actually sounds perfect," said Miles.
"Okay, so that's settled then," concluded Lewis. "We'll go hiking tomorrow."
The group continued chatting and laughing as they enjoyed their drinks and snacks. Eventually, Rorie looked at her watch and realized it was getting late.
"Guys, as much as I'd love to stay out all night with y'all, I think I’m going to head to bed soon," she announced.
"Yeah, same here," agreed Ayesha. "We have an early start tomorrow."
"Okay, let's call it a night then," said Tia.
The group said their goodnights and headed back to their rooms. Lewis and Rorie made their way down the echoing hallway, the dim light casting long shadows across the walls. Upon entering the room, Lewis wasted no time in pulling Rorie closer to him, his eyes filled with longing. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss that spoke volumes of the desires burning within him. Rorie could feel the intensity of his touch, the heat of his body pressing against hers, igniting a fire deep within her soul.
Rorie gently pulled away, a look of concern in her eyes. "Lewis, we really don't have time for this," she whispered, trying to reason with him. "It's almost midnight, and we need to be well-rested for our early morning balloon ride."
"I'll be quick," he says as he plants kisses down her neck.
“You always say that,” Rorie chided as she rolled her eyes. She allowed his kisses to trail downward to that special spot on her collarbone. Rorie couldn't help but let out a small moan as Lewis continued to kiss her, his hands roaming over her body. She had to admit, she was tempted to just give in, but she knew they would regret this in the morning. “You have fifteen minutes. Can you work with that?”
Lewis grinned mischievously, his hands still roaming over Rorie's body. "I can work with anything," he replied, his voice laced with desire.
The next morning, the group gathered in the lobby of the hotel bright and early. They were all dressed comfortably for their hike and ready for a day of adventure.
Rorie noticed Lewis standing off to the side, looking a little tired.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" she asked him softly.
"Not really," he admitted with a sheepish grin as he waggled his eyebrows. "But it was worth it." He added a light slap on her ass for dramatic effect, causing Rorie rolled her eyes playfully and give him small smile.
They were greeted by the hotel staff with warm towels and fresh coffee before heading out to meet their tour guide.
"Good morning, Hamilton Party!" exclaimed the guide, a friendly man named Murat. "Are you ready for an unforgettable experience?"
The group eagerly nodded as they boarded the van that would take them to the balloon launch site. As they drove through the quiet streets of Cappadocia, Murat shared interesting facts about the region's history and culture.
They arrived at the launch site just as the sun was starting to rise. The sight of dozens of colorful balloons filling up with air against the backdrop of Cappadocia's unique landscape took everyone's breath away.
"Wow," whispered Miles in awe.
"This is going to be incredible," said Lewis with a grin.
After a safety briefing from Murat, they climbed into their designated balloon basket and took off into the sky. The feeling of weightlessness and the stunning views around them left everyone speechless.
As they glided over fairy chimneys and valleys, Murat pointed out notable landmarks and answered any questions they had. The whole experience was truly magical.
After an hour-long flight, they landed smoothly back on solid ground. Everyone clapped in excitement as they made their way back to Aza Cave Hotel for a well-deserved breakfast.
"That was absolutely amazing!" exclaimed KiKi as she dug into her plate of Turkish pastries.
"I can't believe we got to see Cappadocia from above," added Britt with a dreamy smile.
"It was definitely one for the books," said Jas with a satisfied sigh.
"Did I tell you guys how much I love y'all?" Miles said with a playful grin as he wiped crumbs off his mouth.
"You don't have to say it," KiKi replied, giving him a warm smile. "We know."
“No but seriously,” said Miles. “I love you guys for real. This has been one of the most amazing weeks of my life. I truly appreciate our friendship. To friendship!” he lifted up his cup of coffee and everyone joined with their various glasses.
“To friendship!” everyone toasted.
"I can't believe we almost didn't come here," Ayesha said with a shake of her head. "We would have missed out on so much."
"I know, right?" agreed Jas. "But I'm glad we took this trip together."
"Me too," Lewis added, putting his arm around Rorie's shoulder.
"This has been one epic adventure," Britt said with a sigh. "But now it's time to go back to reality."
"Don't remind me," KiKi groaned playfully. “I want to stay in Turkey forever.”
Days later in London......
Alexander sat in his office at The Sun, sifting through the documents that the private investigator had handed him. He couldn't believe what he was reading.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked, looking up at the PI.
"Positive," replied the PI. "I double-checked all my sources and everything adds up."
Alexander leaned back in his chair, trying to process this information. He had been tasked with finding out any secrets or questionable behaviors of the Hamilton family, and this was certainly a bombshell.
"And how did you find all of this out?" he asked the PI.
"I have my ways," replied the PI with a smirk.
Alexander nodded, still deep in thought. "Anyone else knows about this?" he asked.
"I highly doubt it," said the PI.
"Good, we’ll be the first tabloid to break the news then. Well, thank you for your work on this," he said to the PI. "I'll make sure your payment is sent over promptly."
As soon as the PI left his office, Alexander pulled out his phone and dialed his boss’ number.
"Hello?" answered his boss, David, on the other line after a few rings.
"David, it's Alexander," said Alexander in a serious tone.
"Any news?”
“Tons. You wouldn’t believe what I’ve just found out about Rorie Hamilton.”
"Well done, Alexander," said David with a hint of excitement in his voice. "This could be the story of the year."
TO BE CONTINUED......
#sir lewis hamilton#lewis hamilton#lewis hamilton fanfic#sir lewis hamilton x black!reader#private landing#lewis hamilton x black!reader#lewis hamilton x rorie hamilton#formula one fanfiction#f1 fanfic#formula 1 fanfic#emjayewrites
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I'm interested in IST, but I'd need help getting a passport. I've never been outside the US..
At least you got your suitcase back. Otherwise, this whole trip to Turkey was a complete humiliation. In the wrestling tournament, as the star of your college, you were knocked out in the first round. Against this half-monkey, which was half as large and half as heavy as you. Pissed off, you asked your parents to book you a flight home right away. You didn't feel like waiting for the team's return flight. Not to mention that going from Istanbul to Boston in economy class is unbearable. At least you consider the luxury of a business class flight as compensation for the humiliation you suffered to be appropriate.
Since the other team members are still at the tournament in Turkey, you have to train out with the juniors and the B team. Another humiliation. You take your wrestling singlet out of the suitcase. Fuck, you can still smell the sweat of your opponent. Funny, somehow the smell gives you a hard-on… Anyway, off to training. And take out all your anger on the younger, smaller and weaker ones. When you take off your singlet again, you still have a semi-stiff cock. And a pretty big wet spot from your precum. No idea when you last jerked off after a workout in the shower. But today it's necessary again. And the other lads are welcome to watch.
You are still suffering a bit from jet lag. There was no more partying last night. When you wake up in your frat house, it's still very early in the morning. And something stinks in your room. You find the reason relatively quickly. Instead of your suitcase, there is an old sports bag in the corner. In it you find, among other things, the sweaty singlet of your opponent. And an oily pair of leather pants. What the hell is this shit? Since you don't see any other pants, you pull a pair of sweatpants out of the sports bag. And an undershirt. Maybe a little small. But it fits. You go down to your communal kitchen and take a big gulp of milk straight from the canister. Two of your frat brothers come home after a night of drinking and ask you when you got a beard. Stupid question, since you've been growing one. It's not even 06:00 yet, but you grab your laptop and books and head to the library in your old clothes. If you fail at wrestling, at least you can study. But the longer you sit, the harder it is for you to follow the texts. What language is all this written in? At some point you pack up your things, annoyed. You are hungry now. And you could also use a shisha.
It's almost dark when you arrive at the dormitory for the exchange students. You have to hurry, you only have a few minutes until your shift as a janitor in the lab buildings starts. So you jump into your overalls and hurry. The floors aren't going to mop themselves. And you want to make your parents proud. Even if you're still struggling with the language, you could be the first in your family to graduate from a foreign country.
A week later you organized a small tournament with a few other Turkish and Bulgarian wrestlers. Primarily to finally be able to proudly wear your leather trousers again. But also to show that you may not speak perfect English. But you are a first class wrestler. The coach of the wrestling team thinks so too. The previous star has lost a lot of energy. He takes you into the team. And you will not disappoint your coach!
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I don’t live far from Tuxedo Park, New York and I’ve been in love with it for years (it’s where they hold the Renaissance Fair every summer). So, I finally found a fixer upper in Tuxedo, but alas & alack, it’s for sale for $3M. It has 9 bds. 10 ba., built in 1900. I am but a peasant and can’t even afford a fixer upper there.
Renovations have already begun. I wonder if they just recently painted over the all the wood, then.
I hope that the wires hanging out of the walls are new. The door under the stairs indicates that there’s a nook under there. Harry Potter room!
They took care in protecting the railing and stairs.
New herring bone floor. Original fireplace, and doors to that gorgeous terrace.
Aha! There’s the original wood. So they did paint it white. Did someone paint this room black? That ceiling should be original, love the fireplace and crown molding. I see an oak door- I hope they don’t paint it white.
Ooh! Old brick- don’t cover that up.
Is that old flooring that they took up? B/c it looks like it could’ve been kept.
If I was buying this house, I’d be a real pest. This is the kitchen and I wouldn’t want that brick covered with drywall.
Here’s a bd. They’ve got corbels and don’t you dare paint those doors white.
The fireplace is getting a new surround.
This is nice- a huge linen closet. They sprayed it white and changed the hardware.
This is nice- the fireplace has the original columned surround. I see a pedestal sink, but it still looks too modern.
They saved the original wood. Do. Not. Paint. It. White. Strip it and refinish it.
This is nice.
There’s a fountain here. What a luxurious porch.
The 2.70 acres the house is on have been kept beautifully manicured. Tuxedo remains nothing but a dream and a yearly trip to the Ren Fair for a turkey leg and a plush unicorn head on a stick.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/118-Tower-Hill-Rd-W-Tuxedo-Park-NY-10987/31852468_zpid/
#fixer upper mansion#greek revival architecture#houses#old house dreams#house tours#home tour#long post
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Damla Sönmez X Male Reader
Request - I do have a plotline in mind. Damla Sönmez spend her holiday season in Bodrum, and spots a famous Turkish-American Professional Boxer Male Reader from New York, who has never been defeated in the fight, and he has a record of winning his match with KO's. He also came to Bodrum for vacation. However, when he meets Damla in the coastline, he has to change his operating methods, because he know this Turkish women won't be bedded easily. For the first time in his life, he begins a real courtship.
Tonight have to fight and it's for the championship belt. You are a boxer and you are on a hot streak, you have won 48 wins, no loss, and 41 KO's. But tonight you are fighting Canelo Alvarez a Mexican boxer and it's the final round. You are in your corner and your coach made you drink water then you spit it out in the bucket.
“Y/n, this is the final fight. Look he is getting tired” Coach Tommy said.
“I got this,” You said breathing hard.
“Then do it!” He yelled.
The bell rang then you stand up and you are ready to win. Canelo throws the first punch then you dodged then you hit him in the face then you uppercut him, then Canelo almost fell but you moved out of the way because he tried to punch you. Then you hit him in the face twice and he falls down.
The referee checked on Canelo and he called it. Later, you and Canelo stand by the referee and he pulled your arm up. You and your team started to celebrate the win. They hugged you and you got the belt, you can't stop smiling. Everyone on the Internet is talking about the fight and everyone is taking pictures of you and your team.
Before leaving the arena, you did a few interviews. You are excited that you have the belt and you go out to celebrate with your friends.
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A few days later… after waking up late, you booked a trip to Turkey. And your coach Tommy went to visit you
“What are you going to do now?” Tommy asked.
“I booked a trip to Turkey. I need a break and going away should be fun” You said.
“Are you going alone or are you taking a random girl that you don't know her name?” Tommy said.
“Funny. But I'm going with the guys” You said.
“Try not to get in trouble, Y/n. Their laws are strict” Tommy said.
“If I get in trouble, I will call you” You joked.
“No, because I won't pay for long-distance calls,” Tommy said.
“Wow, that's messed up” You laughed.
Tommy throw your shirt at you, and you two laughed.
You picked up your friends and then headed to the airport. You and your friends would fly in a private jet. It's going to be a long flight and your friends are planning on what to do for fun in Turkey.
—-
After a long flight, you and your friends will stay in a five-star hotel. And you got the luxury suite for yourself then you lie on the bed.
“Finally” You sighed.
Later your friends made you leave your suite. They wanted to go out and eat, and you agreed to go. After taking a shower and putting on new clothes, then you leave your suite.
A woman gets in the elevator and you rushed in. She is going to the lobby and so are you, but you couldn't help to stare at her.
“You are beautiful,” You said.
“Thank you,” She said.
“My name is Y/n. Do you want to go out and have a drink?” You asked.
“No,” She said.
“Can I know your name? You look familiar. Oh, wait I saw you in the pit, and Maviye Sürgün. I remember your name now, Damla Sönmez” You smiled.
“Thank you for watching the shows. But I'm not one of those easy girls for the night” Damla said.
She walks out of the elevator and that's the first time someone turns you down. You walked to the hotel restaurant, and your friends are there. Damla went there to meet her co-stars. She tells them what happened
“He is a boxer. I saw his fight when I went to New York, he is a skilled fighter and cocky” Burak said.
Burak Özçivit is a famous Turkish actor.
“That explains the black eye,” Damla said.
“Are you going to give him a chance?” Burak said.
“No. I like told him, I'm not one of those easy girls that jump once they see a famous guy” Damla said.
“If he gives you trouble let me know,” Burak said.
“Let's talk about something else,” Damla said.
You are having a good time with your friends. But you couldn't help to look at Damla and you are hoping she is single.
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Today, you and your friends went to the coastline. You and your friends got a good spot on the beach and they went inside the water. But you start to head to the store to buy snacks, then you see Damla.
“Hello, Damla” you smiled.
“It's you from the hotel. Are you stalking me?” Damla said.
“I'm not stalking you. I'm here with my friends and they are at the beach. I wanted some snacks so I came here. What about you?” You said.
“To buy snacks. I hear that you are a boxer” Damla said.
“Yes, I am. A few days ago I won the championship belt, I fought Canelo Alvarez he is a Mexican boxer” You said.
“I know who he is, I met him one time. Congratulations on your winning the belt” Damla said.
You and Damla go inside a small store. The owner wanted a took a picture with Damla, she was nice to him and took the picture with him and his wife. Later, she watches you pick a few snacks and she starts to pick out her snacks. You offered to pay for it
“Just because you paid for my snacks, doesn't I owe you something. But thank you” Damla said.
“No, I wasn't going to ask something in return, honest. But you're welcome” You smiled.
You and Damla walk back to the beach. She is different from all the women you met in the past, usually, the other women would pretend to be someone else and act slutly. But Damla is different and she hasn't fallen for your charm yet.
“Are you single?” You asked.
“Yes, I'm single. Why do you ask?” Damla said.
“You are a beautiful woman. And I want to get to know you better” You said.
You and Damla walk back to the beach but she is somewhere else with her friends. And she looks at you up and down and she does find you attractive.
“What makes you different?” Damla asked.
No woman has ever asked you that question before. You were stunned but you still like her and want to get to know her better.
“Give me a chance and I can show you,” You said.
“I will see you around, Y/n,” Damla said.
You watched her walk away and your friends saw you talking to her. But you tell them what happened and they think you only want sex with her, but that's not true. Damla did watch you hang out with your friends, and she told her friends what happened.
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The next day… Damla just left her hotel room. She wanted to go play tennis and she is surprised to see you. She does find you interested so far then she saw you wave at her.
“Do you play tennis?” Damla asked.
“No. Well, I always wanted to try and play. Maybe we can play together?” You said.
“I find that interesting, we keep running into each other or you are a good stalker” Damla smiled.
You like her smile.
“I’m not stalking you, Damla,” You said.
“A stalker would say that Y/n” Damla said
She likes how you say her name and she is smiling at you.
“One match?” You asked.
“Okay, one match” Damla smiled.
You and Damla go to the court. She hits the ball first, you almost hit the ball but you missed. She hits the ball again this time you hit the ball but it hits the net.
“Y/n, to play hit the ball over the net,” Damla said.
“Maybe hit the ball straight,” You said.
She laughed. She hits the ball again, you did hit the ball but you let the tennis racket go.
“Do you want me to explain the rules? Rule one, don't let go of the tennis racket” Damla said.
“I will try to remember that,” You said.
You and Damla sit down together on a bench, then start to drink water.
“Damla, do you want to have lunch with me today?” You said.
“You are fast,” Damla said.
“I still want to get to know you, if you let me. I did enjoy playing tennis even when you beat me” You said.
“You are funny,” Damla said.
“Thanks?” You said unsure.
“Okay, I will have one date with you,” Damla said.
“Give it time and we go on a second date” You smiled.
“I will see you later, Y/n” Damla said.
You smiled and watched her walk away.
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Later… you searched online for the best restaurant to eat. You found one then you rushed to buy flowers for her then you went to pick her up.
“Damla you look beautiful. This is for you,” You smiled.
“Thank you for the flowers and you look handsome,” Damla said.
She put the flowers on her bed. Then you and Damla leave together and head to the restaurant.
It's nice outside, you and Damla will sit outside. A few minutes later, you and Damla order the food.
“What are your intentions,” Damla said.
“I want to get to know you and maybe we get into a relationship. You are different and I want to get to know you better” You said.
“We can get to know each other. But I won't give up my career” Damla said.
“And I don't want you to do that. I heard this is a good place to eat, it's my first time here” You said.
“I have never been here either,” Damla said.
The food arrived now you two start to eat. A start cat got on its two legs and touched your arm with its paw. She is curious about what you will do next, you cut the chicken into small pieces and gave it to the cat. She did take a picture of you feeding the cat, then you gave another piece of chicken to the cat.
“That was nice of you to do. Not many would do that” Damla said.
“Cats aren't bad. I do like animals and I hate people abusing animals” You said.
“I feel the same way. When did you start boxing?” Damla said.
“Since I was a kid. When I was a teenager I decided to make it into a career. When did you get into acting?” You said.
“I started acting when I was a kid. I studied in France for a year then I went back to Turkey. I didn't want to do anything else for a career that wasn't acting” Damla said.
You and Damla start to talk about hobbies and favorite movies etc. She is enjoying the conversation and she is interested in getting to know you better. After lunch, you and Damla start to walk around town. She took you to a small cafe and made you try their pastry.
You and Damla are having a good time. Unexpectedly, you and Damla are holding hands. A fan recognized her, then the fan took a picture of you and Damla together and posted it online.
The date is over and you walked her to the hotel room. You or Damla can't stop smiling
“This is the first time, I didn't have to show off money or my cars on a date,” You said.
“Y/n, I'm not interested in money, cars, or status. I'm more interested in what is in your heart and mind” Damla said.
“I like that about you” You smiled.
She kissed your cheek and you are still smiling. She goes inside and you walk away and head to your room.
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The past few days, you and Damla kept spending time with each other. You didn't hang out with your friends, you just wanted to see Damla. And she did give you her phone number and she still wants to see you and become more. You had to go back to America to train and do interviews, then she went home because she had to work on a new movie.
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You and Damla have been apart for weeks, but text a lot every day. She would face time with you, while she is cooking or when she comes home from work. You and Damla opened up to each other on a deeper level, you told her stuff that you never told anyone. You and Damla would send pictures to each other and talk for hours on the phone.
You are staying in New York and she surprised you. You became so happy to see her that you couldn't stop hugging her. You and Damla are in a serious relationship but haven't had sex yet.
“I missed you so much!” You smiled.
“I missed you, Y/n,” Damla said.
She has her arms around you then she starts to kiss you. You and Damla are smiling at each other. You showed her around the condo, and it's next to the empire state building. Then you help her unpack her clothes and you put it in your bedroom.
You and Damla go out to get something to eat. But it started to snow a lot but it was hard to get a cab, and it was late at night. The more it snowed, you and Damla started a snowball fight with each other. You two are laughing and kept throwing snowballs at each other.
After a while of playing you and Damla went home. She is wearing your hoodie to be warm and she noticed the piano in the living room.
“I didn't know you can play the piano,” Damla said.
“I don't know. It came with the condo and I didn't want I get rid of it” You said.
She sits down and pats on the seat.
“Come here, my love,” Damla said.
You sit down next to her and she loved closer to you. She starts to teach you how to play the piano step by step and you keep trying.
Later, you and Damla cuddled in bed to watch a movie. But during the movie, you and Damla started to kiss each other.
#damla sönmez#Damla Sönmez x male reader#Damla Sönmez x reader#Damla Sönmez imagine#x male reader#male!reader#male reader#fanfic fluff
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bobs burgers deserves all the awards for LGBTQ+ representation. there are openly queer characters who have personalities that travel beyond their queerness. Nat the limo driver comes to mind. the trip to her ex’s house to return the snake, and then the impulsive proposal? the limo driving competition where she wants to impress her girlfriend and her daughter? Nat isn’t lesbian-coded. SHES A LESBIAN. but she’s also a limo driver!! and an animal lover!!! and a really good friend of the belchers’!!! (Natalie referring to Bob as Robert, to which he responds with “Natalie”, their fun exchange).
the deli worker in the toilet turkey thanksgiving episode. bob keeps returning to the deli to buy replacement turkeys and the deli worker believes he’s being hit on. he goes into a crisis about his boyfriend Tony, and wants to pursue Bob. Bob escapes the situation not with the typical “im not gay!!!!!” but with a “you’re not my type!!!”
there’s such a lack of homophobia in the show that brings me so much joy, especially for it being produced by Fox, which came as a surprise to me. these characters aren’t given the stereotypical lispy, flamboyant, only deals with expensive luxuries that other queer-coded characters are in other media. it’s so refreshing to just see queer characters with real actual personalities.
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What does France like the most about Turkey, what does Turkey love about her wife ? and which one is into PDA the most? What would be considered the perfect TurkFra date?
aaaaaaaaa thank you!!! <3 her wife? nyo!turkfra isn't something i've considered before but it kinda slaps tbh, im gonna assume that was a typo tho so no worries xx
1. on a purely superficial level i'd say 'their bodies' bc... these two (at least how i see them) are embodiments of physical perfection on different ends of the spectrum.
in an objectively aesthetic sense, sadik is the ideal man. he's well-built and extremely fit, with defined musculature, a bit of cultivated scruff, and sunkissed tan skin. he's both rugged and put-together. fran is slim and supple with graceful curves, flawless porcelain skin and flowing golden hair; alluring beyond the restrictions of gender.
but that's only skin deep. i think fran and sadik are both extremely multifacted, though others have a tendency to dismiss their complexity. they're the only ones who give each other a chance to be truly understood. they recognize that there's so much more beyond the exterior. not in the way that they put up masks for the outside world, necessarily (ok, turkey literally does wear a mask so you got me there) but in that they have varied personalities that might take a while to surface. the more time they spend together, another layer is shed, and they fall deeper in love with what's revealed.
sadik loves how poetic fran can be, how she sometimes says things that are so articulate, poignant and clever that it takes him by surprise. he might like to pretend she's a bimbo, but smart is sexy, and they love to make a game of one-upping each other's wit. fran knows sadik's good qualities outweigh his occasional brutishness. she's never met a man who ticks all the boxes of being intelligent, optimistic, mature, and yet can make her laugh, all at the same time. i think they also appreciate one another's culinary talents!!
2. that's so wild bc i was literally just thinking abt how they're both super touchy-feely and would engage in full-blown PDA constantly. like they get their freak on in public and make it everyone else's problem. i say this about practically any fran ship but i mean it fr, they're one of those couples who cannot be not touching each other. fran always has his/her hand on sadik's arm/chest, sadik is always holding his precious angel baby by her little waist, keeping her safe.
so, between sadik's confidence and fran's lack of shame, i'd say neither of them mind PDA at all :3
3. the thing i love about turkfra is they're both constantly trying to impress each other. eating ice cream from the carton, on the couch in front of the TV might be alfred's idea of date night, but that does not cut it for sadik.
he is typically the one who plans their dates, especially in the initial phase of their relationship, and you know it's gonna be expensive. he and fran both are all about luxury and opulence. they are EXTRA.
i feel like he'd love to treat fran to a date that's interactive/a learning experience, like a trip to a historical site and an elaborate meal at one of his country's finest restaurants; or something wild like a private dinner at an exclusive restaurant on a remote mountain in japan that takes reservations months in advance. simpler, but just as fun, could be learning and making a new recipe together at home.
i can totally see fran surprising sadik with a weekend getaway, either to a bustling city (paris or istanbul, duh) or to one of the many gorgeous beaches in southern france, whether a secluded, romantic little enclave all to themselves or a flashy, popular vacation spot where they can show off how grotesquely in love they are.
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Days 14-16 of Australia vacation: back in Sydney
On Day 14, we got up early to fly back to Sydney.
There were some nice views out the window of the plane, and we arrived early enough to go to the beach in the afternoon. On our way to the beach, though, we had to make a stop. Brother-in-law had found a Sydney funnelweb spider (which is the world's most venomous kind) in their outdoor shower, so he had captured it in a container to drop off so that the venom could be harvested for use in making the antidote. Eeek!
While we were looking for parking near the beach, I saw what the in-laws called an Australian bush turkey, though eBird calls it an Australian Brushturkey. The beach was pleasant; the others snorkeled and I just enjoyed being in the water for a bit and then did some tidepooling. I think I saw a sea slug! And there were medium-sized lizards called water dragons on some rocks on our way back to the car. It was nice to see some wildlife even in the city!
Unfortunately, right at bedtime I found some "wildlife" in the bedroom: a spider was perched on a corner of a cushion on the bed, and everyone else was already asleep. It was not a venomous spider, but I couldn't sleep with it on the bed, and I didn't want to wake anyone up. It took me a while to gather up all my courage to pick up the cushion from the other end and take it outside. But I did it!
Day 15 was our last day in Australia. We had a bit of a slow start. Sister-in-law had returned to work, and Brother-in-law had a work event in the morning but was joining us for lunch. We took the train (I saw what I think was a female Australasian figbird in a tree near the station) into town and took a little walk along the water in Barangaroo. Then we walked over to the Queen Victoria Building, where we had reserved a table for High Tea service at lunchtime with Brother-in-law; Sister-in-law joined us for a few minutes to say hello on a break from work. The Tea Room is a huge hall with fancy chandeliers, and it feels both silly and luxuriously indulgent to have a meal there. We ate an exquisite array of little sandwiches, pastries, and scones on ornate china, accompanied by tea (decaf Ceylon for me) and sparkling wine.
Afterwards, Wife and I visited the Powerhouse Museum, which had an eclectic mix of exhibitions on various industries, including a section on Indian textiles, a collection of clothing designed by Australian designer Carla Zambatti, and the first train engine to operate in Australia along with 3 restored passenger cars (1st class, 2nd class, and 3rd class).
Then we took the modern commuter rail back, and spent a little while hanging out in a small playground waiting for one of the in-laws to get home since we didn't have a key to the house. While there, I spotted a gray butcherbird, which is a species I hadn't seen yet.
We had a relaxed evening at home. Brother-in-law cooked a scrumptious dinner of risotto, chicken, and broccoli, and we looked at some photos from the trip.
On Day 16, we said goodbye to Sister-in-law before she left for work. We then spent the morning packing; we had to borrow an extra piece of luggage to fit everything. When we were getting ready to leave, I noticed a large bird up in a tree. I unpacked the binoculars to look at it and discovered that it was my first Pied Currawong!
Brother-in-law dropped us off at the airport. He had made arancini (fried risotto balls) from the leftovers from the previous night and put some in a box to bring along, so I had a nice snack on the plane. The flight home was 13 hours long; I dozed for much of it, and it was a good thing I had the arancini because the flight was too turbulent for the flight attendants to serve breakfast before landing! We arrived a few hours before our departure time due to crossing the International Date Line.
All in all, we had a great trip--it really felt like a vacation. I was intrigued to notice how very not interested in the urban sightseeing I felt, but most of the time we weren't in cities, and the scenery, wildlife, and birds were great. Somehow I managed to see at least one new species of bird on each day of the trip!
I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to go back to Tasmania, but if I do, I must find a way to visit Bruny Island for a full-on birdwatching tour.
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Little pearl, you think you're in gold, but I can see the dirt in your lines | ABOUT DILAN
NAME: Dilan Azize Ozdemir
AGE: Twenty-Seven
GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her
FACE CLAIM: Aslihan Malbora
EYE COLOR: Brown
HAIR COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 5'6"
DATE OF BIRTH: December 13th, 1995
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius
LEVEL OF EDUCATION: High School
RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION: None
OCCUPATION: Singer/Songwriter & Hotel Heiress
HOMETOWN: Istanbul, Turkey, then Los Angeles, CA
IN TOWN: Fifteen Years
POSITIVE TRAITS: Effervescent & Charming
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Reckless & Impetuous
CHARACTER BACKGROUND (TW: DRUG USE, ADDICTION)
Growing up in Turkey, Dilan was sheltered from the world. Her father, Berat Ozdemir is the founder and CEO of the luxury hotel chain Azure Tulip Resorts & Hotels throughout Europe and Asia. Dilan and her older sister and brother had everything they could every want due to their status, but still her father tried to shield them from everything that could harm them. She grew up with nannies and tutors devoting their entire work and time to bettering her in every which way possible and she excelled with everything that was put in front of her. However, her father had aspirations to grow his brand into something larger.
Berat looked to the west for his newest and biggest hotel concept: Los Angeles, to be specific. It was a huge project that would take a number of years, something he would take care of remotely and with many trips to the states for. However, he began to realize it wouldn't be a task that he could continue to leave his children and wife as he had been doing for the last year. Making the hard choice, he decided to move his entire family to L.A., permanently.
Moving to Los Angeles was a culture shock for Dilan. All the things her father had hidden away from her was suddenly in her face and glared back at her. The luxurious things her father only gave in moderate were now everywhere in front of her eyes and readily available to devour. Designer bags, clothes and eventually drugs had consumed Dilan, a complete change from her former self. She took every opportunity to flaunt the wealth her father had provided her, throwing parties in the hotel penthouse, taking friends on trips around the world on their private jet and every other destructive thing she could possibly participate in.
Her father would attempt to interfere as much as he could, but the more he tried to control his youngest child, she would often fight harder against him. The wholesome relationship she had with her father and turned dark as she would oppose every restriction he'd put on her. It was easier for her to fall into the lifestyle that he had brought her into willingly. It seemed Dilan had gone from the happy go lucky daddy's girl to this disrespectful and deplorable woman Berat no longer recognized. He had given up on her as she continued to spiral and eventually she fell into an addiction that she couldn't get out of. It wasn't until hotel staff found his youngest daughter passed out on the bathroom floor of one of the penthouse suites with vomit spilling from her mouth.
Finally, Berat was pushed to the point of no return and pulled a baker act, putting her on an involuntary 72 hour hold so that his daughter couldn't hurt anyone or herself most importantly. Finally, he had come to an agreement with her: he wouldn't cut her off if she completed rehab. Throwing in the towel, Dilan finally gave into her father's demands and completed a ninety day sober program. It was there without an escape and anything to cloud her mind that she turned her anxious thoughts in to words on page, prose that flowed easily from her fingertips.
Once out of rehab, Dilan had dabbled into her old bad habits, just on a smaller scale and she was able to balance a life that her father would be proud of and the one he wouldn't. She didn't let her stint in rehab change her completely, but enough to have her father off her back. Now, she still uses her father's name and money to get her whatever she wants. All the effort she puts into the world deals with the music she attempts to make, but has never showed anyone her work and if she ever sings, it's just covers. Her anxiety still gets the better of her and she turns to illicit substances to help her through every bump in life.
Her father still has a secret that he's kept from his youngest daughter and swore the rest of his family to secrecy: their funds are not as liquid as they were once. Her spending habits, her rehab, everything Berat has done to support her without question as attributed to the significant amounts of money lost. Their family still has the Ozdemir power it always has, but they have been secretly saving money in hopes of returning to the same amount of prestige as they once did. It's only a matter of time before the truth comes out and Dilan spirals once more.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
her older brother and sister, one that may hold disdain for dilan and one that maybe takes care of her a little bit more
her ride or die best friend, one she’s known since she moved to la fifteen years ago
exes
people she knows through the hotel her father owns (people who worked there during college or parents have worked there)
other socialites and nepo babies
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• • • lolita by lana del rey : spotted ! if it isn’t aiyla sözeri walking through the streets of nyc . people say she looks like hande erçel , but i really don’t see it . the thirty year old humanitarian aid worker & actress is out here making mommy and daddy proud . while they have been known to be beguiling , we’ve all seen their obdurate nature come to light . sources tell me they remind people of effortless elegance , a heart made of gold , disregarding celebrity status in favour of the mundane , exuding gentle femininity . / ciswoman / she & her .
♡ ◞ 𝐷𝑂𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸𝑅 , 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌 .
official name : aiyla zehra sözeri . nickname : lia . birthdate : july 9th , 1992 . birthplace : istanbul , turkey . citizenship : turkish - american . current residence : pacific palisades , los angeles . gender : cis female , she / her pronouns . orientation : bisexual , biromantic . languages : turkish , english , french , spanish . occupation : actress & humanitarian aid worker .
♡ ◞ 𝐷𝑂𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸𝑅 , 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 .
faceclaim : hande erçel . height : five foot five . build : slim , toned . eye color : brown . hair color : brown . hair style : natural waves . signature scent : irresistible by givenchy . style : very feminine , subtle luxury , timeless . piercings : three on each lobe . tattoos : none . scars : none .
♡ ◞ 𝐷𝑂𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸𝑅 , 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 .
big three : cancer sun , scorpio moon , sagittarius rising . mbti : infp - a . label : the philanthropic . traits : beguiling , altruisitc , obdurate , workaholic . character inspo : bonnie bennet ( tvd ) , annie january ( the boys ) , esme cullen ( twilight ) , kala dandekar ( sens8 ) .
♡ ◞ 𝐷𝑂𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸𝑅 , 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘭 .
biological father : malik sözeri . occupation : politician . biological mother : yasemin sözeri . occupation : former model , head of multiple charitable organisations . siblings : demir sözeri , kazim sözeri , aydin sözeri & nesrin altintaş .
♡ ◞ 𝑩𝑰𝑶𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑷𝑯𝒀 , 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 .
born in istanbul , aiyla was the daughter to two very successful people . her father , malik , was a former business tycoon who made his way onto the political circuit and her mother , yasemin , used to model for high end designers but is now running her own charity organisations .
moving to the united states was a decision malik made in order to further his political career as well as strengthen ties for his business .
initially aiyla disliked her new home , the culture shock was intense and she missed her extended family in istanbul . but determination to make it in a foreign country was all that drove her , she wasn’t concerned with the fame , fortune or prestige that her parents had . instead aiyla wanted to do what she felt passionate about , regardless of whether or not it’d gain her notoriety .
aiyla grew up watching her older brothers vying for her father’s attention , each of them undertaking studies that they thought would look promising in his eyes and gain them praise and adoration . more than often malik was cold , harsh and uncaring , most of it directed at his youngest , aiyla . he felt disappointed that she didn’t aim for the same studies or occupations as her brothers did , one’s malik viewed as admirable and worth his acknowledgement .
malik and yasemin sözeri died while on their way to venice , malik had just been elected as his states governor and was joining his wife on her trip to italy for a celebration for her charity . their plane had a systems malfunction and crashed into the ocean , leaving no survivors . the siblings went to italy to identify the remains and wreckage , the eldest of her brothers demir id’d their parents . ( plot twist ..... they’re alive .. )
aiyla was eleven when her parents died , being left to be raised by her brothers and parents friends . the last interactions she had with her parents weren’t the greatest , her father and her arguing , him telling her she’d never amount to anything and that she was a disappointment . while her mother pleaded with aiyla to stop angering her father and to walk away to lessen the damage to their relationship , promising they’d sort it out when they returned .
after the accident her brothers started to grow distant , each focusing on their own careers . during this time aiyla focused on school , once graduating she took on the sözeri foundation in honour of her mother . she focused largely on humanitarian work and philanthropy .
she started acting to pay bills , even though she was technically loaded she wanted to earn her own money . she had pointers from her grandmother who was a famous turkish movie star and aiyla’s notoriety grew from her first film .
♡ ◞ 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑬 , 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 .
doesn’t care about her fame all that much , you’ll one hundred percent find her out and about doing mundane things . but it’s also because she doesn’t quite understand the level of her popularity either .
she uses her appearances and social media accounts to advertise important charities and bring attention to conflicts in foreign countries and their displaced citizens .
wants to do more movies in turkish , has only done one thus far .
has citizenship in the united states , turkey and cambodia ( this was awarded to her in recognition of her environmental and conservation work in the country . )
aiyla has walked in new york fashion week as well as fashion week in milan , media drawing comparisons to her late supermodel mom .
is currently dating dylan rain .
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Marmaris to Rhodes
Hard yards this morning having to pack everything away after 6 blissful days of being in the same room, albeit a room that moved.
After breakfast we had to run the customs gauntlet again to now leave Turkey 🙄 Despite the painful customs process here in Marmaris, we loved our time in Turkey and I’m a bit sad it’s over. I know that sounds odd having essentially been in Greece for the last 5/6 days but I think we were so excited about getting on the gulets we missed the fact that our time in Turkey was pretty much done. And of course we’ve been on a Turkish boat while cruising around the Greek islands.
The ferry to Rhodes was a bit of an eye opener. I was surprised how many English tourists were on board. It’s a pretty quick trip, about an hour.
It was again chaotic at that other end having to get ourselves, our luggage and our bikes through customs but we were on our bikes and off by about midday.
Leaving the port was as to be expected, a bit busy but we were obviously causing somewhat of a stir and I saw a few people taking photos of us as we cycled past.
Sam had a favourite bakery that we stopped at about 9km in and it didn’t disappoint. We then turned inland and the cycling was really lovely, through pine forests and not much traffic.
It seems mine aren’t the only legs suffering today, it’s been a big two weeks. We stopped for lunch at a winery. The food was delicious and we did sample some of their wines, including a dry, not sweet moscato whose grapes originated from Egypt.
The ride then to our hotel was just shy of 30km and very pleasant. I knew we were in the old town so I was waiting for the nasty cobbled end to the ride that didn’t eventuate. We’re right next to the old town.
We were very spoiled tonight, our lovely friends Jo and Tony had paid for an upgrade to a suite but weren’t using the room as they now have friends joining them on Nyla. So they asked Sam to give us their suite. I could get used to travelling like this, very nice.
We had time for a quick swim (quick because it was freezing) and a rose and then we had a catch up to talk about the logistics for the next couple of days. It was then time to shower and change and we met up with Jo and Tony and their friends, Karen and Greg and went out for a delicious dinner. It’s pretty hard to get dining wrong in this part of the world.
Now we’re back luxuriating in our suite before I shortly crash into bed 😴
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I also fixed my 'lack of a fleece hat and it is cold' problem at Goreme!
There was a 'bazaar' between the parking lot and the museum proper, selling all sorts of souvenirs and I needed a knit hat, so I bought one. (It was between this and a Genuine Fake Prada, same hat, different color, different label)
"Hmm, is Moncler a Turkish brand I haven't heard of? Well a fake Prada knit hat is a bit much, the interior descriptor of fabric percentages (70 acrylic, 30 wool) is in English and it's eight bucks, why not.
One of the other women on the tour, later that night: oh no Moncler is a luxury brand. Cut to me looking up how well they did the label.
Verdict: honestly, it's a solid hat and nicer than anything I'd get for that price at home. I've never seen anyone wear Moncler where I live. No wonder I never heard of it.
So I got my own Genuine Fake in Turkey after all.
And boy, did I laugh when I saw the genuine Moncler store in the Istanbul airport on the way out. (Amidst all the other luxury stores I'd seen Genuine Fakes of all trip.)
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