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Pairing: Misty Knight x gn!reader
Word Count: 2.6k
Synopsis: Your double life as a criminal mastermind, and the partner of a cop, reaches a breaking point when Misty starts to suspect you.
Warnings: 18+, MINORS DO NOT READ OR INTERACT, smut (FF, kissing, oral), angst, criminal activities, bittersweet ending
A/N: Day 13 of Marvel Girlfriend May - omg I am SO behind but you know what?? I’m going to keep going. I just finished watching Season 2 of Luke Cage and it should come as no surprise that I LOVE Misty!! Anyway here’s 2.6k of angst with her! I hope you enjoy ^_^
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Misty enters the club with one goal: to get a peek behind the curtain.
The precinct doesn’t have much on this place, nothing except rumours of something shady going on behind the scenes. Still, something in her gut tells her she needs to investigate.
The place has been recently renovated - the derelict warehouse transformed into a low-lit club with an elevated stage in the centre of the room. A modern jazz band keeps the energy high with their vibrant riffs and low bass.
She situates herself to the side of the room at first, keen eyes getting a lay of the land.
It’s pure luck that your bartender recognises her as a cop. Her robotic arm is well-concealed, but he recognises her face from a bust she headed up a few weeks ago.
You thank him for the heads-up, and order him to go back to the bar and act like nothing is wrong.
Once he leaves, you bring up the security cameras and flick through them closely.
Shit. Misty. You knew the cops had caught your scent, but out of all the cops at the Harlem precinct, why did they have to send your girlfriend?
You check your phone - no new texts from her. She thinks you’re working late across town.
“Fuck,” you hiss to yourself, massaging your temples. You have to do something. Your finger hovers over her number as you debate calling her.
Movement on the screen catches your attention - she’s weaving through the club, towards the back rooms where your office is. Double fuck.
You press the comm in your ear that links you to the guards stationed around the place. “There’s a detective here. Do not let anyone into the back rooms, copy?”
A round of confirmations sound off as they each respond.
You force yourself to breathe and lean back in your chair to relax.
On the screen, Misty gets closer and closer. You can see her sizing up the guards, a calculating look on her face that you recognise well.
Oh, she’s good. You’ve never seen your girlfriend in action like this before.
It’s less entertaining, however, when she slips past your guards with ease moments later.
You jerk out of your seat. No.
A million calculations rush through your head. There’s no time to stop her now, she’ll reach this room before your guards can stop her.
So you take your laptop and your bag and run.
Whoever designed this place is smart. They had been prepared for this exact situation, able to make a fast exit, while leaving no incriminating evidence behind, not even a fingerprint.
Misty tries to reconstruct the scene in her mind based off of what she knows. Someone was in here recently - the faint whiff of perfume in the air is proof of that. The scent is strangely familiar.
But it’s not enough. Something is off about this whole thing, and she can’t put her finger on it.
In her experience, most mob boss types prefer to sit pretty and hide behind the law. So why did this one run?
Her train of thought is interrupted by the buzzing of her phone.
A text from you blinks up at her.
Just finished work. Takeout for dinner?
She quickly types out a response.
As long as it’s not street kebabs again. I’ll be home soon.
She decides to leave reporting back at the precinct until tomorrow, eager to get home to you. There’s much to say anyway.
Sneaking back out past the guards is almost as easy as getting past them in the first place. The security here could do with some serious upgrading. Either that, or they’re playing some kind of game she hasn’t figured out yet.
She heads straight home, distracted by her own thoughts, pulling at threads and turning over suspicions in her mind, sinking deeper and deeper into her detective mindset.
It’s only when she gets inside and catches sight of you, waiting for her, that the thoughts finally take a break.
“Hey,” you say, smiling coyly at her as you hold out a flute of champagne.
She sets her bag down and takes off her coat, surprised at your actions. You’ve lived together for a while now, and never have you waited for her at the door like this. Still, she can’t deny she is relieved to see you after such an unsatisfying end to her day. “Hi.”
You hand her the drink as she approaches. “How was work?”
She frowns. “It was a little weird, actually yeah.” She goes over the scene again. The back office, abandoned only moments before she got there. Something about it just nags at her. She blinks, and looks away. “But we don’t need to get into it now.”
You take her by the wrist and lift her glass to yours, clinking them together. There’s a look in your eyes she can’t quite figure out.
“Cheers,” you say with a grin, before taking a sip. “Come on, let’s eat before it gets cold.” Then, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek, your murmur in her ear, “you look amazing, by the way.” She’s still in the outfit she wore to the club, a skintight dress that shows off her curves in all the right places.
As you move away to take a seat, a faint whiff of your perfume drifts through the air. And your scent sparks a memory.
Misty freezes.
No.
You can see the red and blue lights outside your club from a distance as you turn down the street. A quick concealed call to your head of security confirms all of your fears - a warrant has been issued to search the entire warehouse under suspicion of criminal activity.
Shit.
There’s more than proof of your criminal activity in there - there’s proof of you. Sure, purchasing the club under a false identity might throw off a normal bunch of cops, but not her. Not your brilliant, sharp-witted, detective lover.
You blink away tears you didn’t even realise had begun to creep up on you. Three weeks since she came to your club, three weeks of keeping your guard up just in case she returned. But she never did.
Finally, just for a moment, you had allowed yourself to believe you might have gotten away with it. That things between you and Misty could stay as they were - happy.
Street-light streaks by the windows as you push down the accelerator, but you barely take in your surroundings. Your mind is going through the past few weeks, reassessing every interaction with Misty. Every touch given, every word spoken, every passing glance.
If she doesn’t know it’s you, you can slip away before she has the chance to find out. But if she knows it’s you, if she’s known this whole time... Your knuckles go white as you grip the steering wheel harder.
The house is dark - just as you left it.
The car idles, and you allow yourself a second in the car to breathe. You go over the options in your mind, second guessing everything, and coming to the same conclusion. Misty will find you out if she hasn’t already. You have to leave.
You slip in through the front door, moving silently in the dark. But the light from the street allows you enough to see by, so when you turn, you instantly notice something out of place.
The bag you came for, the bag stuffed full of cash and a new fake ID, is sitting on the table, unzipped.
“Freeze.”
She points her gun at you despite every fibre of her being fighting against it. The thought of pulling the trigger kills her, despite your betrayal.
“Misty,” you say in greeting, slowly raising your hands in the air. There’s none of that warmth in your gaze now.
“Don’t,” Misty grits out. Every moment spent by your side these past few weeks has been like torture. Knowing you’ve been lying to her about everything - is this coldness, this calculating persona, the real you?
You take a step towards her anyway, rounding the table. The harsh light of the street casts sharp shadows across your face and for a moment the sight of you takes her breath away.
She can’t bear it. “I said, don’t.” She angles her head at you, warning in her eyes.
It seems to work, because you pause. Your gaze flicks to the bag on the table. The one she found weeks ago. “How long have you known, baby?”
Misty blinks. Baby. You called her baby... like the two of you are still... No. “You are under arrest.”
That seems to get through to you. For a brief moment, a wave of satisfaction fills her, as realisation dawns in your eyes, and you swallow in fear, and she knows she’s caught you.
But that moment shifts into tension as you regain your footing. “I’m not going with you,” you say, shaking your head. Your eyes dart to the bag again.
She takes a step forward, closing the distance, keeping her gun between you. “Yes you are.” Damn, her game is off. She doesn’t usually let suspects talk so much. A part of her wonders if her boss was right, and she should have let someone else do the arresting. But she knew it had to be her. You’re her responsibility now. “Hands behind your back.”
But you don’t obey, standing stubbornly still.
She gets close enough that the end of the gun presses into your chest. “Get your hands. Behind. Your. Back.”
You give an almost imperceptible shake of your head.
Being this close to you is killing her. All the moments of intimacy you two have shared, pulling you together again like a taut golden thread. The look in your eyes tells her you feel the same.
One word, one she’s not even sure she means, slips out. “Please.”
You peer into her tear-filled eyes, and then drop your gaze to her lips, leaning in close, allowing her gun to dig in further. “You’ll have to kill me.” Your voice is quiet, but strong.
Her finger braces on the trigger, and she tells herself not to give in, but the thought of hurting you instantly crumbles her resolve. She lowers the gun. “No,” she whimpers, and turns away, hiding her face in shame as the tears begin to fall.
Then, she feels your fingers cup her by the chin, turning her face up. Before she can truly react, your lips are on hers.
Misty breaks. She doesn’t question it, she just opens her lips and lets you in fully, your tongue brushing against hers and swirling as you deepen the kiss. It’s a goodbye kiss, one filled with anger and pain and regret, and Misty moans into it. Her arms come around your waist possessively.
You embrace it, your front colliding against hers and pushing her further with a strength she didn’t think you capable of. A brief thought hits her - it’s like she’s getting to know you for the first time ever. Then, her mind goes blank again, because you’re pushing her back, onto the table.
Her back hits the table, but her head falls back on something tough and loose - your bag. A few bundles of cash slide out and land on the table. Blood money.
“Misty,” you call to her.
She looks up at you, breathless and looking down at her from above, like a dark angel with bad intentions.
“Stay with me.” You say it like an order, and then you’re kneeling down between her legs and pulling her clothes off.
She allows you to, despite some part of her gut telling her this is wrong. Any second now, a parade of police officers could burst through the door and -
You lift her legs over your shoulders in a smooth motion and pull her thighs until her pussy is at the edge of the table, right in front of your face. More bundles of your money slide out of the back, following her motion.
You pin her with a dark look. One that in all your time together, you’ve never showed her before.
“Who - ” Misty tries to say, but the words get stuck in her throat. “Who are you?”
An unreadable expression washes over your face. You reach up and press your hand down on her abdomen, pinning her to the table. “I’ve lied about many things. But I promise, baby, I truly am your lover.”
She goes to respond, but then you lean in and lick her pussy so thoroughly her eyes roll back and all that comes out is a gasp.
“Fuck,” you moan into her wetness. “Last time I ever get to taste this pussy, and I swear it’s the sweetest it’s ever been.” And you delve back in, clearly determined to explore every inch of her pussy.
But Misty is suddenly furious. Last time. Her hand reaches for your head, intending to pull you away, but you go faster now, sending pleasure arcing through her veins and forcing her to pull you in closer to her weeping folds. “Fuck. You.” This is all your fault.
You emit a decadent, luxurious moan, rumbling against her clit.
Her free arm swings up behind her, as she is hit with a sudden climax. She reaches up for a grip, and only ends up disturbing your bag full of money further as her orgasm overtakes her.
“Oh - my - god!” she cries out, the sensation of your tongue laving against her clit stoking the heat she feels inside into a raging bonfire of bliss. Stacks of money pile out of the back and onto the table around her, some even hitting the floor, but she couldn’t care less.
Not when she has you greedily licking and sucking her to full completion.
I promise, baby, I truly am your lover. “You liar,” she moans. You’ve never made her come this hard. You hid this skill - this passion - from her, and goddamn she wants to slap you for it. If only for now showing her what she’s been missing this whole time.
Her orgasm finally fades, and instead of cuddling in bed like your normal routine used to be, you just wipe your face, give her a scorching look, and start picking up the piles of money that have fallen around her limp, drained form.
Misty can’t even think, let alone speak. Her gun lies on the floor somewhere. She could probably reach for it now, while you’re busy preparing to leave. But the high of her orgasm hasn’t faded yet, and she can’t bring herself to face reality.
Finally, the sound of you zipping up your bag jars her out of her haze. She pushes herself up on unsteady limbs, rounding to face you. Her bare legs feel the chill of the night closing in.
You hoist the bag over your shoulder and meet her gaze, a look of pain in your eyes that quickly shifts into a steely coldness.
Misty blinks. If this is it, and you’re leaving, she doesn’t think she could stand it if you didn’t say anything. But she can’t think of anything to say that might sum up what she’s feeling.
Apparently, neither can you. After a moment, you turn away and make for the door in silence.
But as you open it, you pause.
Then, you turn back to her, and nod.
And she hears you murmur to yourself, “One hell of a goodbye.” before the door swings shut behind you.
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His Royal Highness | George Russell
Pairing: George Russell x Royalty!Y/N
Prompt: George settles into life as the Prince of Wales which involves starting a family and having to overcome an obstacle that nobody saw coming.
Warnings: Death, Child illness: Cancer
Word count : 4135
HRH Series: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3
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HRHPrinceofWales Amazing to finally be back at Silverstone after what felt like years away. Huge thanks to @MercedesAMGF1 and @WilliamsF1 for welcoming me back. Nice to see the inside of @MclarenF1's garage for the first time 😅
Deeply honoured to have been offered the role as President-in-chief of the BRDC after the passing of The Duke of Kent last year and I'm looking forward to working in motorsport once again.
BRDC The honour is all ours 😊
LandoNorris Great to see you again brother, dinner at yours right?
--- CharlesLeclerc Thats what I was told 🤷
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“I didn’t think we’d be back here anytime soon,” George said as our driver pulled into our allocated parking space.
“Neither did I, though it definitely feels different,” You said, unfortunately you both had missed it the past few years so the last time you were here was in George’s final season.
“You won it the last time I was here,” You reminded him.
“I know, it was my favourite race of the season,” He said as the car doors were opened for you.
“Why’s that?” You ask, thanking the footman.
“Because It was my final race in front of my home crowd and apart from Abu Dhabi it was the only race you were able to attend,” He says, making you smile.
“Why am I not surprised,” You say, rolling your eyes as He takes your hand and you start to walk towards the paddock. You swiped yourselves in before you were ushered towards the Williams garage. The Williams family had a fairly long history with your family so they were always the first stop. You loved seeing George reunite with some of the people that He raced with, seeing that racing spark reignite inside of him.
It wasn’t too long before you were saying your goodbyes to the Williams team and heading towards Mercedes. Lewis had announced that after winning his eighth championship last year he was retiring so there was a bit of a bittersweet atmosphere, knowing that this would be his last race in front of his home crowd. You and Lewis had known each other for years; first meeting at a lunch in 2009 where he had been seated between you and your father, and then when you knighted him in 2021 after He won his 7th championship.
“Lewis,” You said excitedly as he came your way.
“Y/N, George; How are you both?” He asks pulling his ear plugs out after just coming in from FP1.
“Good, excited to be back,” George says, knowing you both shared that sentiment. Lando joined you a few moments later, talking about the dinner George had decided to arrange for all the drivers and their partners at Kensington palace in a few days. Your time in Mercedes was cut short by Adam reminding you that you needed to be in the BRDC clubhouse in a few minutes.
You reached the clubhouse with plenty of time to spare. You recognised quite a few of the faces as you walked in, George seeming to know most of them properly; stopping to greet quite a few of them. Everyone took their allocated seats as the BRDC President David Coulthard stood up on the stage to give his speech.
“Thank you to everyone who managed to make it to Silverstone today. As I’m sure you are all very aware of. Mr George Russell. Or as I've been told to call him, His Royal Highness The Prince of Wales, has been announced as our new President in Chief,” He says and a round of applause moves across the room. “-and although He’s been a member since 2014 we felt we should welcome him back properly,” He adds before George gets up from his seat to give a speech he had prepared.
“Thank you David; I promise I won’t take up too much of your time. I just wanted to say thank you to you all for welcoming me back with open arms. It’s been a few years since I last raced around this track and a lot has changed since then,” George says, smiling at you before continuing. “-but racing was, and always will be a huge part of my life and I felt I had to recognise that in some way. So after the passing of The Duke of Kent it felt only right that I take up the mantle,”
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Lando.jpg Dinner at George's new place...don't quite know if 'new' is the right word...
carlossainz55 Great night, lovely to meet the Mrs Russell properly
-- Charles_Leclerc Mate, you barely spoke to her after you got lost...
--- Lando.jpg Do you think if I stayed they would notice????
Alex_Albon Has anyone seen Lando? we were meant to be getting a cab together...
-- danielricciardo I didn't see him leave to be honest...
pierregasly Thanks for the invite brother, meet up soon 👊
Lando.jpg They found me 🥲
“They should be here,” George says, looking out the window at the drive way, anxiously tapping his foot against the hardwood floor.
“Darling, it's two minutes past seven. Take a moment and breathe,” You say, putting a hand on your husband’s shoulder.
“That’s them,” He says, completely ignoring what you said and rushing to the front door. The doors were open as the footmen had gone out to open their car doors. All of the drivers and their partners had come together so there were only six cars rather than 20, making things much quicker. You and George greeted everyone as they came in, letting Adam show them through to the dining room.
You knew a fair amount of the drivers as they had been there when George was racing; however , some of the younger ones were fresh faces to you, though George seemed to know them. Lando and his girlfriend were the last couple in, talking with you as you entered the dining room. Everyone mingled for a while, chatting to each other as flutes of champagne were handed around; George was thoroughly enjoying getting to see all of his friends again, especially in such a stress-free environment. You were enjoying yourself, getting to know a few of the younger drivers and their partners.
You were mid way conversation with Mclaren's new driver Oliver Bearman when you heard the tinking of a knife against a crystal glass. Everyone turned to look at George who was standing in the middle of the room.
“Thank you all for coming tonight, I’m well aware of how difficult it is to coordinate twenty-something schedules but it means a lot to the both of us that you could be bothered to make an effort,” He says, causing everyone to laugh. “You all look great by the way, Y/N is still trying to convince me that I look better in a morning suit than a racing suit but I feel the jury is still out on that one,” He says, teasing you. “I don’t quite think that five years ago when Lewis first introduced me to Y/N I would have believed him if He had said this is where we would be standing today. So thank you,” He says, raising his glass to Lewis. “Y/N, Darling, I know you said there was something you wanted to say,” He says and now everyone turned to look at you.
“There was; I just wanted to say thank you to all of you. Lando, Charles, and Alex especially. I know that George's decision to retire was not one he made lightly, and probably not one he would have had to make had He not known me. But you three have really made the effort to keep in touch; I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ll walk into a room and find George in fits of laughter over something you had said and it really means the world to me to see him so happy, so thank you,” You say raising your glass to the three of them. “Oh, one last thing…George has told me to tell Lando specifically that there will be no fish served tonight…nor has any of the food been near a fish,” You add and the room erupts into laughter.
“Just the way I like it,” He replies before lifting his own glass. “To George and Y/N,” He says and everyone else lifts their glasses as well. George looks at you as he raises his glass. “Question though…anyone know where I can get myself one of these?” He asks
“You mean a palace mate?” Carlos asks
“Yeah, they’re quite nice. George, do you reckon you could give us a tour? Just so I know what I’m getting myself into of course,” Lando asks and George puts his hand on his shoulder.
“After dinner I will give you the full tour I promise,” He says with a smile as everyone moves towards the table and takes their seats.
You had cut the ribbon, officially opening the new children’s hospital with a comically large pair of metal scissors. You stood with George and the directors of the hospital for some press photos before being shown inside. You greeted some of the doctors who would be making use of all the new equipment that had been installed, slowly making your way to one of the wards. You easily tuned out the snapping of cameras as the ward nurse turned to you.
“Your highness’,” She said curtsying politely. “The children are all really excited to see you, they haven’t stopped talking about your visit for weeks,” She said with a soft smile on her face.
“So these children have been here for a while then?” You ask, your heart breaking a little.
“Yes, this ward is for children currently undergoing treatment for various types of cancer so their stay tends to be much longer than usual,” She says as the door is slid open. As you step inside you are greeted by a room full of smiling faces from patients in hospital beds to siblings, parents and grandparents standing around their bedsides. The room was quite spacious with a small area in the corner with some books and toys in.
The little girl in the first bed was holding up a welcome sign that had been decorated with little tiaras and racing cars.
“We all helped,” She said looking at the other kid.
“It's beautiful, I love the glitter on the racing cars,” You say laughing a little.
“Jackson wanted racing cars so we compromised on the glitter,” She says and you look over to Jackson who just rolled his eyes. You spent your time talking to each child, answering any questions they had for you. After about half an hour George had seemed to have accumulated all of the children around one bed, talking to them about racing. Unsurprisingly, Jackson was the most vocal in the group, proclaiming He was going to be a formula one driver one day.
As He spoke to the children you took the opportunity to talk to some of the parents.
“I am in awe of you all, I don’t even know what I’d do in your positions,” You say honestly.
“We do what we have to do,” One of the fathers says. “When Tilly was diagnosed we were fortunately in a position where we could take the time off of work to be here with her, that's what matters at the end of the day,” He adds and the rest of the group seem to nod in agreement.
“He would make a great father you know,” A slightly older lady said from next to you.
“I know He would,” You reply with a smile, watching as he laughed and joked with the children, doing his best to answer some pretty complex questions about racing.
“He acts the same way my late husband did with our children, had the patience of a saint,” She adds, noticing that he kept asking the kids that were a bit quieter if they had any questions
“You were really great with those kids today,” You say to your husband as you’re getting ready for bed. “All the parents around me said that you were a natural,” You added with a smile as you pulled your pyjamas on.
“I mean there’s always been little kids in the family so I guess I grew up around them,” He says as he rests against the headboard, thumb holding open the pages of a book.
“Have you ever thought about our kids before?” You ask as you switch the main light off before climbing into bed; only Georges bedside lamp illuminating the room.
“I have,” He says with a smile. “I imagine us having three”
“I was thinking three…” You say at the same time causing you both to laugh. “Well at least that's decided,” You add. George had slotted his bookmark in before putting the book down and turning to you.
“Did you have an idea of when you want these hypothetical children?” He asks, causing you to grin.
“I was thinking we could start trying now…” You ask, running your finger up and down his bare chest.
You threw the covers off of you as quickly as you could, rushing into the bathroom and kneeling over the toilet; you had been feeling rough for days but this was the first time something was actually threatening to come up.
“Please let me call the doctor,” George asks as he eventually follows behind you, kneeling next to you and holding your hair.
“I’m late,” You admit to him.
“It's two in the morning, you’re not late Darling,” He says with a chuckle.
“No…I’m late, my period is late,” You clarify; it had been a few months since you had started trying so you weren’t entirely surprised when you woke up one morning feeling like this.
“Let’s get you back into bed and I’ll call for the doctor,” He says, kissing the side of your head. You stayed there for a few minutes before that bout of nausea had passed, you wiped your mouth and George helped you back into bed. He left you for a few moments to use the phone in the living room. He comes back a few moments later and sits on the side of your bed. “The doctor will be here in a few minutes and I also sent Adam out to get a few pregnancy tests,” He says, gently rubbing your leg.
“You shouldn’t have woken Adam, we could have gotten one in the morning,” You say as you wrapped the blankets around you tightly.
“Darling, it’s fine,” He says, there’s a knock on the bedroom door and George gets up to open it.
“I’m sorry to need you at this early hour Doctor,” You say as she walks in.
“It’s fine Ma’am, that’s what I’m here for,” She said with a comforting smile. You tell her how you’ve been feeling and she takes your temperature, just as there’s another knock on the door.
“The pregnancy tests you asked for Sir,” Adam says, handing the boxes to George.
“When was your last period?” The doctor asks, making note of everything you were saying.
“Um .. about six weeks ago,” You say honestly.
“Then my professional opinion is that you need to take one of these,” She says with a slight laugh as she takes the pregnancy test out of the box and hands it to you. You take it from her and head into the bathroom. You peed on the stick, replacing the cap so nobody had to touch it. You hand it back to her and sit next to George on the bed.
“If you need anything else you know where I am,” Adam says before taking his leave. Around fifteen minutes later the doctor got up from her chair with a wide smile on her face.
‘Congratulations Ma’am,” She says handing you the pregnancy test. “I’ll leave you two alone, don’t hesitate to call for me if you have any questions,” She says before leaving as well.
“We’re having a baby,” You say quietly, staring down at the white plastic stick in your hands and the word ‘positive’ written across it.
“I love you so much,” George says ,wrapping an arm around you and pulling you in for a kiss.
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KensingtonPalace It is with great joy for the palace to announce the news that their Royal Highness' The Prince and Princess of Wales are expecting their first child together.
His Majesty The King was the first to be informed of the news and is overjoyed at the news of his first grandchild.
HRHPrincessofWales 🤍🤍🤍
F1 Congratulations from your F1 family 🤍
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You made it your first mission today to tell your father; protocol stated that He should be the first to know.
“Father,” You said, knocking on the door to his private office.
“Darling, I wasn’t expecting to see you or George today,” He says standing up from his desk as you walk in, closing the door behind you.
“We didn’t expect to be here today either,” George says with a smile.
“Right, ok, what’s going on?” He asks, inviting you both to sit.
“Do you want to?” You ask George, a confused expression still written across your fathers face.
“I can do,” He asks and you nod. “Y/n was seen by the doctor this morning, and it turns out that she is…we are, having a baby,” He explains and your fathers face quickly changes into one of joy.
“That is wonderful news, congratulations,” He says, getting up to pull you into a hug. “I’m so proud of you Y/N,” He says, placing a kiss on your forehead. He shakes George's hand before saying congratulations again. For the next few hours you spent visiting your Mother and sister before calling George’s family.
It wouldn’t be a few months until there was an official statement made by the palace, but you were both content in knowing that it was your little secret.
8 months later...
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KensingtonPalace Her Royal Highness, The Princess of Wales was safely delivered of a son at 11.27pm yesterday.
The Prince of Wales was present at the birth and both Mother and baby are doing very well.
His Majesty The King, as well as other members of both families have been delivered the news and are delighted at the birth of HRH.
'After long consideration we have decided to name him Theodore and we cannot even begin to describe the amount of love we have for him' - HRH Prince of Wales
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Theodore, Theo for short, was born late last night after around 10 hours of labour. You were so grateful to George who was by your side the entire time, doing anything you needed to. He held Theo as you got dressed, zipping up your dress and slipping on the pair of heels that had been picked out for you. You had been discharged a few hours ago and due to the weather were unable to take the first photos of your new family on the steps of the hospital so it had been moved inside Buckingham Palace
George laced his fingers into yours as you walked into the hall, the flash of cameras starting as soon as they spotted you. There were probably 30 or 40 reporters waiting for you, snapping a photo every time you moved.
“Is there a name yet your highness’?” One reporter asked, His first name had been announced but not his full name.
“There is,” You said with a smile. “Theodore Henry Philip George, but we will be calling him Theo,” You say, answering the question. You waited a few more moments before turning and heading back into the family room where both yours and George’s families were waiting to meet little Theo. Your Mum and Dad had already had their time with Theo so stayed seated, letting George’s parents coo and fuss over him. George was holding him as you took a seat on the sofa, absolutely exhausted from the past 24 hours.
You were sitting in your private gardens at home; enjoying the warm summer day. Theo, who recently celebrated his first birthday, sitting on your lap babbling at George who was sitting opposite you, waving his cuddly bear around. Theo reached out to grab it only for George to playfully rub it against his chest, erupting fits of giggles from him.
You loved the peacefulness that the last few days had afforded you, you had miraculously had no official engagements to attend to. Which was a very rare occurrence so the both of you were making the most of it. Spending as much time together and with Theo as you possibly could.
A pointed cough interrupted your peace, you looked up to see Adam. In a state you don’t think you had ever seen him in before.
“Adam, is everything ok?” You ask as George gives Theo the bear before turning around.
“Sir, may I speak to you in private for a moment?” He asks George who puts a reassuring hand on your knee.
“I’ll be back in a moment Darling,” He says before walking away with Adam. They went inside and you could barely see them through the window; all you could see was Adam putting his hand on, what you assumed, was George's shoulder. You start to bounce Theo on your knees, trying to distract yourself from whatever was happening inside Kensington. A few moments later George stepped back outside. Diana, Theo’s nanny behind him.
“Darling, Diana is going to take Theo and then you and I are going to go for a walk,” He says, confusing you even more.
“What, why?” You ask, handing your son over.
“Please, walk with me?” He asks, offering his arm to you. You walk quietly to a more secluded area of the garden, hedge walls high enough that nobody would be able to see you. He sat you down on a stone bench before turning towards you.
“George, you're scaring me, what's going on?” You ask, voice wavering. You noticed that he didn’t try to immediately reassure you that everything was ok, instead he took your hands into his.
“Around an hour ago, your father was rushed into hospital,” He said softly, rubbing his thumb along the back of your hand. Tears welling up in the corners of your eyes, not wanting to hear what he was going to say next.
“Don’t tell me,” You beg.
“I’m so sorry Darling,” He says, swiftly pulling you into his arms, wrapping them around you tightly.
“He’s gone?” You ask looking up at him, and George just nods.
“They think it was a heart attack, He died about twenty minutes ago,” He says, holding you against him, his hand moving to stroke your hair. “I am so sorry My love,” He says again, giving you time and space to feel what you needed to feel; as He knew that as soon as you left the safety of this Garden you wouldn’t be Y/N anymore.
You spent about an hour, sitting quietly and crying into George’s chest, not wanting to face the new reality. When you finally pulled away from him he moved his hand to wipe the tears from your face.
“Take as much time as you need, there is no rush,” He says quietly; you quickly compose yourself. Letting the fresh air remove the blotches from your tear-stained face before you slowly walked back towards the palace. Diana was sitting on the grass with Theo and quickly stood up when she saw you round the corner.
“Your Majesty,” She said, curtsying as she held Theo in her arms. Being called that for the first time almost knocked your breath from your throat but you just smiled as She held out your Son.
“Thank you Diana, you may go now,” You say, taking Theo from her. He tried to wrap his little arms around you, almost as if He knew that something was wrong. Now it was the three of you who stood there, all in eachothers arms.
“Ma…Ma…Mama,” Theo said and both your eyes lit up.
“Yes baby, I’m your Mama,” You said, holding him close to you as a mix of happy and sad tears fell from your eyes. George was still trying to process the information from earlier so couldn’t do anything except watch as his wife interacted with their son.
“Ma’am, your car is waiting to take you to Buckingham Palace,” Adam says, interrupting the moment.
“We’ll be there in a moment, we need to get changed first,” You say, taking a deep breath before you all head inside. As you entered your bedroom you noticed that your mourning outfits had been laid out ready for you. You both silently changed; your long floral summer dress turning into a stiff black dress and blazer. You sat on the edge of the bed as you slipped your heels on, George changing Theo into a more appropriate outfit. Next to your outfit sat a hat box, inside was a black headband with some netting to cover your face; your hands shook as you stood in front of the mirror attempting to place it on your head.
“Pass it here,” George said from behind you, you passed him the headband as He gave you Theo. He gently slid it into your hair, kissing the back of your head when He was done. You quietly headed downstairs, Theo securely on your hip as you held him. Diana had gotten changed and was ready to take Theo as He was coming with you.
The car door was opened and you climbed inside with George quickly following. You knew the drive from Kensington to Buckingham like the back of your hand, you had done it nearly every day for years; but it felt like centuries until you got there. It had obviously been released to the media as there were swathes of people outside the palace, laying flowers in front of the wrought iron gates. The official notice on an easel just inside. As you drove through the crowds of people you could see the tear stained faces, the impact that your fathers life had on his people.
You only hope you’d amount to half of that.
I hope you enjoyed pt.2! There is a part 3 currently in my drafts and that will more than likely be the final part unless I do any mini fics.
Thank you all for all your love and support,
- E x
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𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 — 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒
— pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!oc
— trope: fake/arranged marriage
— summary: the Browns and the Hamiltons have been neighbours for many years, Nadia and their oldest son, Lewis, not being as close as the families had hoped they would be. Years later, everyone drifts apart into different neighbourhoods, some others becoming one of the best drivers to ever grace the sport of Formula One however being a man of his stature, fame came along with it and so did the scandals.
can a fake marriage to a complete stranger help keep his image alive? let’s find out!
✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ———————— let’s meet the lovely couple!
👩🏽🏫 —— nadia brown!
“the coolest teacher ever”
⸰ֺ⭑ - a south african native who moved to stevenage with her mom when she was 8 and gosh, her character development is one for the books. from being the shy one for all of her school years, university changed everything and made her the social butterfly that you will all grow to love soon. fav colour is pink. fav artist is beyoncé. she teaches history and knows jack shit about f1 except that the cool guy that her parents support used to be their neighbour. absolutely loves the moon and is a part time stylist. will fight for you even she met you a second ago.
🏎️ —— lewis hamilton!
“the goat.”
⸰ֺ⭑ - a literal superstar. the stevenage driver who i would describe as the coolest person ever and many would agree. an adrenaline junky with a heart of gold and filled with positivity (and sass but you didn’t hear it from me). thee fashionista and he knows he’s fine, he just does. father to roscoe. fav colour is purple. loves discussing space and its beauty. did i mention he’s the coolest guy ever? super supportive of everyone around him and he’s knighted. ladies and gents, mr mercedes!
✧༚ ˎˊ˗ info abt renaissance!
˖ ࣪⭑ - warnings: cussing, outfit descriptions, a bit of angst, mentions of alcohol, a talk of ad21, south african slang, slight hints of smut (18+ MDNI), not much of a slow burn lol, lots and lots of brand names, slight themes of sugar daddy! lewis at some point lol (think of it as him spoiling her!)
˖ ࣪⭑ - inspo: this idea just spawned into my head as well as a few of my wip’s mushed together to make this masterpiece. i absolutely love beyonce so using RENAISSANCE for a project so special to me just make wanna do a couple cartwheels. i hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did making this!
˖ ࣪⭑ - saint’s team radio: omg hi everybody 🤭. first oc on tumblr woohoo! not a lot of the song lyrics will relate to the plot of the chapter but more so the beat of the song or the vibe? hope that makes sense lol. i hope you guys like the humour i’m gonna add in here. there isn’t a schedule for this yet but hopefully i’ll be more organised in the future. let’s get this party started!
˖ ࣪⭑ - taglist: @thisismeracing @goldsainz @folkloresthings @flowerchild-96 @userlando (i read your blogs as if it’s my morning paper so i hope you like this 😭) @non-stop-imagines @royallyprincesslilly . let me know if you wanna be tagged in this or future fics!
˖ ࣪⭑ - dividers by @cafekitsune 🫶🏽
˖ ࣪⭑ - pictures from pinterest and twitter
˖ ࣪⭑ - nadia faceclaim: @/unclewaffles_ on ig!
𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 !
1. I’M THAT GIRL
- the first meeting.
2. COZY
- imagine having dinner with your family then they announce that you’re getting married? you better get cozy for this one!
3. ALIEN SUPERSTAR
- first “date”. gotta show the world the newest married couple!
4. CUFF IT
- didn’t Lewis say he was a professional dancer? well now he is 🕺🏽
5. ENERGY
- first day in the paddock, let’s gaurrr
6. BREAK MY SOUL
- ooohhhhh, the school’s calling for a meeting with Nadia 😟
7. CHURCH GIRL
- party time activated ‼️
8. PLASTIC OFF THE SOFA
- a rainy afternoon in the kitchen with the both of them dancing? literally screaming!
9. VIRGO’S GROOVE
- catching feelings there?
10. MOVE
- a visit to Nadia’s work place isn’t so bad, right? …right?
11. HEATED
- time to let the world know who exactly Nadia is and why to not mess with her or her husband. period.
12. THIQUE
- party time pt 2?
13. ALL UP IN YOUR MIND
- paris fashion week? uh yes!
14. AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM
- quick lil trip to new york or la or san francisco? who knows? 🤭
15. PURE/HONEY
- three words. eight letters.
16. SUMMER RENAISSANCE
- the Hamiltons hit the Hamptons!
status: ongoing
saintslewis 🫶🏽
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Green Suits You
Pairing: Lance Stroll x Engineer!Reader
Rating: PG
Words: 2.2K
Requested: Yes/No
Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could possibly write a fic for Lance where there are rumours that he’s dating a fem engineer intern from Aston? She’s younger than him (i’m 19 so that would be the perfect age lol:)) and everyone just obsessed over them when they saw the two walk hand in hand for the first time in the paddock 💓 and everybody notices that Lance is really smitten with her (plus Lawrence approves of her cuz she s smart and nice) and then they learn that she was also the one to help design the car for the season and yeah just overload of cuteness and Lance being a proud bf
Warnings: None, pure fluff, age gap, Lawerence is a supportive dad, Proud bf Lance, Simp Lance
Being the youngest engineer at Aston Martin came with much work and no sleep. It was easy to do the work since you loved the cars and Formula One, but what made work hard was a specific driver there.
You tried your best to ignore him, but he was always there when you working on the car or talking with someone. Whenever you looked over at him, he was staring at you, not in a creepy way but more so in awe of you.
Praising you came easy for him. Lance would try to converse generally with you but made a fool of himself when he wanted to extend it. You either made an excuse or scurried off before he could get another word out. What made it easy to talk to you was when he crashed the car, and you had to figure out what exactly went wrong and how to make it better for Lance.
After the first time, you didn't question how he'd stay by your side while working on the car and talking to you. He learned that when you worked on it, you became easier to talk to and bonded. Lance asked you out once, but you refused; it wasn't because of who he was or because you worked for his father. It was the age difference. Lance wanted to laugh when you finally told him why and pulled you close by your grease-stained hand.
"Who cares? You're only 5 years younger than me. If anyone has a problem with it, they can deal with my dad." Lance just smiles while you just gap at him. He never played the dad card, but he seemed to wield a damn shield for you.
Six months of you sneaking around and stealing kisses behind the wheels. Lance wanted the relationship to be public, but you tended to keep to yourself and didn't want to lose your job over dating Lance. Of course, the rich boy said he would pull strings to keep you there and defend your honor. He was your white knight in green.
Lawerence was no fool, and the fact his son was hiding his girlfriend from him just drove him crazy. He wanted to know what motivated his boy so much that he was in the top 10 in almost every race and praised the engineers like crazy. In the past, Lance thanked the team, but it seems excessive as of late. Finding out your relationship was purely by chance. He was coming to see how you were doing, especially with all your responsibilities. When Lawerence hired you, you weren't a regular engineer. You designed and built the car yourself. Picking the best aspects of the Red Bull, Mercedes, and everyone else.
People liked to call the new car a 3rd Redbull, and while slightly right, they didn't know you turned the backmarker team into a silent killer. You studied each car and did internships with Red Bull and Mercedes. Hiding whenever the teams would walk by because they would recognize you with ease, you were a favorite on both teams, and they loved your innovative thinking and using each team's strengths against them when it came to building the car. You turned each team away due to them already winning constantly and needing a shake-up, and Aston Martin would give that.
Lance had no idea you were the one who built the car till the night Lawerence caught you both. It was stupid, and Lance distracted you with his dazzling smile when he swooped in and kissed you.
"Lance?" Lawerence's baritone voice has you shoving Lance away and dropping to the floor. It was a flight or fight reaction that Lance had only seen twice, but it still made him smile like an idiot.
"Hey, Dad." The bastard has the balls to smile at his father, glad to not hide this anymore.
"What are you doing?" He asks, wanting to play stupid just to mess with you. Lawerence knew you hated being certain of attention, so he liked messing with you when the opportunity presented itself.
"Kissing my girlfriend. What are you doing?" Lance groans when you kick him in the shin, making Lawerence laugh, shaking his head at your antics.
"Y/n, come out from under there before someone else assumes you're doing more than..kissing my boy." You groan, climb out from under the car, and face Lawerence with a nervous smile while he just smiles at you.
"Hi, sir." You dust off your pants stuck between the two Strolls and really hating it.
"Lance, stop distracting our secret weapon. They need to work and don't need your annoying ass distracting her." Lawerence pats Lance's shoulder and walks out of the garage, leaving you confused while Lance goes back to looking over the damage from a nick into the wall.
"Why did Dad call you a secret weapon?" It had been quiet for 2 hours before Lance broke the silence wanting to understand what he meant.
"Oh, I'm the one who built and designed the car, so the big guys call me a secret weapon." You didn't mean to reveal that information, but you were still thrown off from being caught.
"Every engineer works on the car somehow, babe." Lance watches you as you turn your head, giving him a side-eye.
"Yeah, but this was my design and parts; everything on this car was my idea." You shrug, too busy working on the brake lines and fixing the kink.
"Wait....you..when you've said in the past you've literally built the car, you're being completely serious?" He sits down a piece of the car, staring at you in wonder.
"Yeah, what did you think I meant?" Not hearing a reply, you slide out from under the car and sit up but come face to face with Lance.
"I love you." It was a soft confession and the first one from him or you.
Blinking up at him, that dazzling smile comes back in full force. His fingers work around your neck and angle you so you both can quickly kiss. It was a soft kiss that made your stomach flutter and caused you to blush in embarrassment from the feeling.
"You're amazing. God, how'd I get so damn lucky?" You don't answer him as he pulls away from you and hops back onto the counter as you return to work.
The more your relationship grows, the less you hide it from everyone. Lawerence told the team to not talk about it at all, but they all waited for the day Lance slipped up and kissed you in front of everyone. They had bets on who would crack first, and the money was on Lance. He was utterly smitten with you, having difficulty to not stare when you entered his field of vision.
Lance was a sucker for you. He hung on every word and ensured you got the respect you deserved after all the races. When he got P2, he said they wouldn't have won without you, and the car was great due to all your hard work and genius brain. Everyone melted after hearing the way Lance praised you to no end.
Fernando was the only one brave enough to poke fun at you, only doing it when Lance wasn't around. It wasn't mean picking on you, but more so in the annoying brother way.
"Nando, you keep asking me who is the big spoon, and I swear, I'll fuck up your telemetry system." You snip as Fernando follows you down the paddock.
"Oh, come on, tell me. I know it's you; Lance is a big baby when it comes to you." He huffs, but you stop, Fernando crashing into your back.
"Wait, why are you even asking me something like this? We aren't dating." He flinches, seeing your harsh stare.
"Nothing. Bye!" He yells, rushing away from you, but you can't help the silly smile on your lips now thinking about Lance.
"What are you smiling about?" Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
"You." Lance's eyes sparkle, bringing a new life to him. Looking around, he pecks your lips and reaches for your hand but stops.
Rolling your eyes, you grab his hand, pulling him into you. You swear Lance acts like a teenage girl falling in love for the first time when he's with you. Unknown to you that Lawerence and some of the other principals were nearby and saw the whole thing.
"Shocked you approve, Lawerence." Otmar scuffs at how you two acted like children making your way to Aston Martin garage.
"Why? They're brilliant, kindhearted, and give my boy a run for his money. They're perfect for each other." He watches his son, knowing he is going to marry you.
"The age difference isn't an issue?" Gunther asks, looking up from his phone.
"She's far more mature than him, so no, it's not an issue." A soft smile fills his face at the way you light up when Lance buys you some food without you even asking.
It was a rush of emotions and green as you stood in shock at Lance winning the Miami GP. You just stood there, wanting to cry, scream, and shoot off to the damn moon with all the emotions that rushed through you. Watching the race later would be a must since you can barely keep what has happened in the last 2 hours in your head.
"Go to the podium, Y/n!" Some yelled as they dragged you to receive the constructor's trophy.
The green, blue, and red rush moved past your eyes as you stood behind the main stage and walked out before the drivers. Charles was 2nd, and Checo was 3rd before Lance rushed out of the crowd, going crazy. A fresh set of tears stung your eyes at how happy and alive he was.
Lance turns and freezes; seeing you on the PodiumPodium with him gives this new adrenaline rush. Wanting nothing more than to kiss you, he has to wait until after the ceremony.
When your name is announced, and the trophy is in your hands, everyone goes crazy, Charles patting you on the back and saying of proud he was and how much you deserved this. Checo whistled, and Lance stood there smiling like a fool, wanting to kiss you silly.
"he's gonna kiss her!" Lawerence yelled over the crowd's roar to his wife, making her laugh at him.
It was heavy in your hand, but you couldn't admire the beauty of the trophy as the tears just started to fall, having finally achieved your dream. You are knocked back to reality with the cold, sticky spray of champagne. You scream in shock, grab your own, and spray whoever got you. Blinding by the tears, champagne, and confetti, you reach out, touching a soaking wet chest.
Wiping your eyes, you face a smiling Lance; you don't even think when you ball up his driver's suit in your hand and pull him in, kissing him. The crowd freezes for a second before going crazy.
"You owe me money!" Lawerence screams loudly enough for you and Lance to hear, bursting into laughter as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss.
"Alright, love birds off the stage!" Charles yells, pulling you apart from each other and leaving the PodiumPodium to go downstairs, the fans being forced to leave.
"You kissed me first?" Lance asks in a daze, not caring you both are sopping wet and sticky.
"Oh, shut up." You laugh, filled with adrenaline and happiness.
Lawerence and the team fill your view, and before you can protest, they swamp you both with a sea of green and more champagne. You somehow escape the chaos and step back, needing to catch your breath. Lance looks for you, sees the top of your head outside the crowd, and walks toward you.
"Baby? You okay?" He knew this was probably a lot for you, knowing you hated being the center of attention.
"Just.....I love you." You gasp, breathless from the wave of emotions moving through you.
Lance starts to laugh, glad to hear those words from you, and wraps his arm around your waist and kisses you like he did that night when he told you those 3 words.
"Sorry to interrupt, but Lance, who has media obligations." His media person says hating to break up at this moment.
"I'll take the fine," Lance replies, but you slap his chest.
"The hell you will go do your job." You chastize, making Lance groan, but he nods his head and kisses you quickly before jogging down the hallway.
"Lance, congrats on a great win. Is there anyone, in particular, you want to thank for your win today?" The reporter asks with a knowing look, and Lance blushes before laughing.
"Yeah, yeah. I want to thank our engineer, Y/n L/n, who wouldn't have the car we do today without her. But also, as her very proud boyfriend, she deserved this win more than me. Sleepless nights, working endlessly, she worked her ass off day in and day out. This team wouldn't be winning- sorry." Lance breaks off, wiping his eyes, thinking about how hard you've worked to get here and see Aston Martin winning.
"As her boyfriend, Y/n, is amazing and deserves the same amount of praise as all the male head engineers, what she has done is amazing, and I couldn't be more proud and in love with her. Love you, Y/n." Lance smiles into the camera before walking away and can't wait to share more podiums with you.
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Could you do fic for Toto Wolff with wife reader? With him being the team principal for Merc, it was expected that she would also support the team and she did. But, she was and still a tifosi at heart and everyone knows it. So when Carlos wins the Australian GP and Charles P2, she sang her heart out during the national anthem was being played. He could see how much she loved the team and he wouldn't want her to stop supporting it. Because he always knew, whatever happened she would stick by his side no matter what. Just something fluff and sweet. Thanks!! :)))
okay, this is short, but the bachelor fic is really long, but im trying to empty my inbox while writing it, so, a little short :)
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toto wolff x female!wife!tifosi!reader
“And um, while we’re on light hearted topics, moving on from Carlos’ miraculous recovery, i do just want to bring up Y/N Wolff, was at today’s race, obviously horrible race for Mercedes, and we really did think she would be quite upset by it, but um, she was later spotted in the Ferrari crowd.” Damon Hill said, trying to avoid getting trampled in the Australian paddock
“Yeah, it was a little odd, we did ask a couple of Mercedes mechanics that we ran into, and they all seemed to know what we were talking about and they all had these knowing smiles, and Shov even quoted Seb saying ‘everyone is a ferrari fan. Even if they say they are not, they are a ferrari fan’ so very odd things going on in the Mercedes garage.” Paul di Resta mentioned
“Let’s um, let’s cut to the footage so you know what we’re talking about.” Damon Hill pointed at the screen.
The Sky broadcast cut to a past shot from the podium. The shot was pretty simple, Y/N standing in her Mercedes shirt, standing out in the sea of red and orange shirts. The anthem and the Italian engineers made it difficult to hear, but her body language and the fact that she was mouthing the words to the Italian National Anthem, with her arm around Fred’s shoulder, swaying side to side.
The camera then panned to Toto, who had an adorable look on his face. It had obviously been a horrible weekend for Mercedes, but he had a grin on his face as he watched Y/N cheering for ferrari. Multiple mechanics were calling out his names as he gazed at his wife looking at the ferrari boys.
“Damn he’s whipped, i think that’s what all the kids are saying these days.” Paul di Resta said
“And speak of the man himself, hey Toto. Got time for a chat?” Damon Hill called out to the tall Austrian, as he walked past. Toto nodded and grabbed a microphone.
“Toto, we obviously saw your wife celebrating the ferrari 1-2, should we be concerned that she is leaving you to join Lewis at Ferrari?” Paul di Resta asked
“No, not at all, whatever happens, I have faith that my wife will stick by my side no matter what. I also don’t think she finds the guys with no hair attractive, so better luck next time Fred.” Toto shrugged before wandering off, probably to find his wife.
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Knight in a black race suit
Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader
Request: Could I request a Jealous!Lewis x fem!reader? Like a new member of staff for Mercedes wont stop flirting with reading, not knowing that’s Lewis’ girlfriend?
Warnings: Protective Lewis Hamilton
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To be fair, your relationship with Lewis was private. But not hidden.
So when the new intern wouldn't stop flirting with you, Lewis saw red. But he didn't want to step in because maybe he wasn't flirting. But, most importantly, Lewis trusted you. He didn't want to alienate you from the team by getting angry whenever they talked to you.
So he took a back seat to watch the interaction. Ready to step in whenever you would need or want him to.
But when he saw you turn to him. Your eyes pleaded for an out. Lewis knew he needed to save you.
Calling your name Lewis approached. Getting both of your attention.
Immediately you made your excuses to exit the conversation. Rushing over to where Lewis was standing. Smiling up at him gratefully, you let him lead you away.
"Are you okay, my love?" Lewis asked. Only worry and love in his voice.
"of course I am," you assure him. "I was just struggling to escape the conversation."
"As long as you are okay," Lewis tells you. Placing a kiss on the crown of your head.
The second time it happened, Lewis wasn't so lenient.
You had quite literally been backed into a corner. The Intern talking to you. As you kept subtly looking over his shoulder. Hoping that someone would come and save you. But everybody was rushing around, busy with their tasks and oblivious to your plight.
When Lewis stepped out and saw you silently begging him to save you, he decided enough was enough.
Stepping up and dodging the Intern, Lewis wrapped an arm around your waist. Causing the Intern to stumble mid-sentence.
"Are you okay, my love?" Lewis questioned you. Dropping a kiss to the crown of your head.
"He's your boyfriend?" the Intern squawked looking from you to Lewis and back again.
"Yes." you nodded, curling further into Lewis.
"If you had told me it was him, I wouldn't have flirted with you." the Intern moaned.
Causing an already irritated Lewis to only get angrier.
"The fact that I am their boyfriend should not have any effect on how you treat them." Lewis seethed. "And that shouldn't be the thing that stops you from flirting with someone. It should be the fact that they are blatantly uncomfortable."
"I'm sorry, Lewis." Intern apologised, preparing to make a bid for freedom.
“Don’t apologies to me.” Lewis admonished. “Apologies to them.”
Turning to you, the Intern rushed out a hurried apology before practically running away. Not wanting to be on the wrong side of Lewis Hamilton.
"Are you okay?" Lewis asked. "I'm sorry he was being so rude to you."
"It's not your fault." You assured Lewis. Turning slightly so you could wrap him in a hug. "I just wish that people weren't like that."
"I know," Lewis assured you. Rubbing your back gently. "You and me both."
One thing that you noticed. But never brought up to Lewis. Was the mysterious disappearance of the Intern that had bothered you.
And yes. Maybe that was a bit dramatic. But you were glad that no other people would be bothered by them. Because not all of them were lucky enough to have a Lewis to save them.
Your knight in shining armour. Or better yet. Your knight in a black race suit.
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Title: If This is Love, I Don’t Want It {Three Shot} 1 *
Lewis Hamilton x Reader
Warning: Heavy Angst, Cursing, Infidelity, Heartbreak, Asshole Behavior, Mild to Moderate Levels of Smut, Slight NSFW,
Words: 4k
Summary: Against your better judgement, you allowed Lewis to woo you. For 10 months he chased you with more determination than a starving wolf. You finally gave in and found happiness and what you thought was love. Thought is the operative word as you stare at the pictures from his week in Antarctica, pictures that show you definitely had been made a fool of.
Note: I know it’s late but now I’m in an asshole Lewis mood. LOL. High angst, no fluff, now googly eyes, expect to dislike him for this three parter. Hope you enjoy it!
Note II: Italicized text is a flashback/memory or someone’s words all from some time in the past.
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-1 Year Ago-
Being back in Monaco felt strange. After working with the Mercedes-Petronas Worldwide organization trying to really put women’s F1 on the map. You never liked how pushed to the side the women’s side appeared while male counterparts had this earth-shattering worldwide fame. The women you interacted with daily for the last two years were incredible beings. They were strong, intelligent, skilled, and amazing. Being back, you planned on badgering your father to put more shine and money into them while convincing him to make you their official go to.
You took a deep breath and savored the salty fragrant air. This stop in Monaco wasn’t going to be a long one before you went back to London, so you planned on enjoying it to the fullest.
“Excuse me.”
Spinning you found a familiar smiling face before you.
“Would you look at that, Y-F-N & Y-L-N!”
You scoffed at the near six-foot man before you. As always, his hair was styled flawlessly not leaving not even one hair out of place. His dark eyes shined with friendliness and a hint of something else, something intriguing, but his smile was all politeness.
“Sir Lewis Hamilton.”
You tipped your head down mocking the proper introduction for someone who’d been knighted. You knew he hated it, but you loved it because he hated it.
“Cute.”
You took the seven or eight steps back to your table that overlooked the balcony and took a sip from your wine glass.
“How are you?”
“Good. Enjoying life,” you replied waving around you.
“Your father said you were busy and helping him with other things.”
“I was. Are you here for business?”
He sat across from you, clearly not caring that he didn’t receive an invitation to do so.
“I wasn’t sure when I landed last night but seeing you here, I know.”
“Know what?”
“I’m not here for business.”
He spoke with eyes locked on yours and it didn’t take a genius to guess what he was alluding to. He was here for pleasure. You bit down on your tongue, stifling your laughter.
“Oh no? Then what?”
“Pleasure of course.”
You nodded. “And that pleasure is it with me?”
Lewis smiled and you saw what so many women saw in him. He was gorgeous. There was a certain appeal to him that pulled you in. You understood how and why so many women flocked to him and yearned to stay by his side. There was a certain Je ne sais quoi. It was slightly infuriating the longer you tried to unravel what it was.
You snorted then laughed out loud.
“Oh my god. Does that really work?”
He laughed along with you. “More times than you could imagine.”
“Wow. I guess I should feel honored, Sir Lewis really dropped a line on me.”
“I’m embarrassed now.”
“You should be that line was horrible.”
Both of you laughed together as a waiter approached.
“Ma’am. Is this the last of your party?”
You studied him trying to decide if you’d let him stay. It was that Je ne sais quoi that had you answering. “Yes. We can begin.”
The waiter nodded then began listing off the specials of the evening, and the chef’s selections. Both you and Lewis listened as you flipped through the menu. Every so often you glanced over to him trying to unravel the onion you were sure he was. When his eyes shifted to you, you snapped out of it.
“Ladies first, please,” Lewis uttered.
Dinner progressed with nonstop conversation. He was intelligent, you that that, but seeing it on display this close to you couldn’t help but be fascinated. He spoke of more than just F1, more than driving, he spoke about politics, world struggles, music, art, fashion and plenty of other things. The first and second course zipped by without any ill feelings. By the time dessert finished you were not only stuffed but also enjoying yourself.
When Lewis suggested accompanying him to a party you decided why not, you weren’t in a hurry, you didn’t have anything else to do tonight either. Ever the gentleman, Lewis assisted you into the back of his truck and spoke to you the entire way there. Throughout the party he kept you by his side, he took care introducing you to everyone he knew, even getting your drinks so no one else handled them.
It would be a lie if you said you didn’t enjoy yourself. You did. You danced, drank, socialized, and even flirted it up with those around you. It had been a while since you were able to really let yourself go and it felt good. When Lewis came up behind you for a dance, you even allowed him to get close enough for you to get a hint of a feel of why the rumors surrounding him were so scintillating.
He felt good, you couldn’t deny that, so good that you leaned back against him letting your head lull back onto his shoulder. Lewis’ lips brushed the shell of your ear as he whispered; “This is bad.”
“What is?”
“You are soooo off limits. You’re practically career ending level of off limits.”
You smirked.
“So that means dangerous, right?”
You ground your hips against him. A deep groan was your reward. “Absolutely.”
“And lemme guess, you like danger.”
“I drive fast cars for a living, Y/N. Danger is the only thing I understand.”
“And you want this kind of danger?”
Poking out your ass a bit you nudged his now growing member. Damn he felt good, you thought. Everything in you was tempted to give in.
“Do you?”
Lewis pressed forward sending his now rock-hard length onto your ass.
“Fuck,” you hissed and fought to keep your resolve.
It took every ounce of control you possesed and every bit of willpower, but you managed to pull yourself from him to walk away. He stood there staring at you with such a hungry look your belly flipped. An hour or so later, you both walked out of the club. He automatically began leading you to his truck, but you stopped.
“Thanks for the party.”
His brow crooked. “You’re—you’re leaving?”
“That I am.”
“Why? I thought--,” he began.
“I know exactly what you thought. You thought a sexy dinner, some slick lines, dancing, flirting and some alcohol would seal the deal for your wild night of fun with the boss’s elusive and selective daughter. You thought it was for sure gonna happen where you found out my mouth is a lot dirtier than you ever imagined. I don’t know whether to laugh or be offended that you thought it was going to be that easy.”
“I--.”
“I guess I can’t blame you, not truly. Every woman you’ve ever encountered give you anything and everything you wanted with this much or less.”
You sighed then shrugged. “Sadly, Sir Hamilton I am not one of the women you pick up, screw crippled and toss into your rotation.”
Lewis scoffed then stepped closer. “Who said that’s what this was?”
“Oh, so what was this about?”
Lewis took your hand and pulled you closer. “This was about me finally at the point where I’m okay with risking some things if it means having you.”
His eyes looked sincere like he really meant those words, like he really wanted you for more than a quick fuck.
“I mean it, Y/N. We’ve known each other for years, been dealing with each other for years, I know you feel something here between us. I feel it.”
You smirked then shook your head. “God, the game you spit is smooth as fuck.”
His hand snaked behind your back to rest right atop your tailbone.
“What do you want, Y/N?”
You leaned to his ear, “You to work for it.”
Your eyes locked for a few moments before you pulled away.
“Good night, Sir Lewis.”
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-16 Months Later-
“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck yes Lewis!”
His panting melded with yours and they echoed in the humid room that smelled of passion, scented oils, and sex. As Lewis flicked his hips forward again, wedging himself deeper than you thought possible you screeched and gripped his back sinking your nails into his skin.
“Uuuuah!”
Lewis kissed your neck then ground his hips.
“You feel so good baby. So—fucking—good.”
As he picked up his pace you held onto him for dear life as he lifted you up, up, up into the air and through the spheres of the earth until you were floating in zero G.
“I lo—lo--,” Lewis stuttered.
Your eyes met and that was where they remained. Slipping the back of his fingers across your cheek, he pressed his lips to your nose.
“I—I can truly see myself marrying you, Y/N.”
Your heart jerked and stomach fluttered.
“I can see myself having kids with you and—loving you for the rest of my life.”
It felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room leaving only carbon dioxide. It didn’t take long for you to get dizzy. Lewis’ lips met yours further dizzying you, further making you see stars. You locked your ankles behind his back and pulled him even deeper inside your heat. His groan was guttural, primal and when he finally began moving his hips again his movements were focused on one thing—claiming you completely, etching his scent and mark all over you so no one would question if you really were his. This was something more than flesh indulgence. This felt like it could be forever.
“I love you,” you whispered into his ear.
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-Three Weeks Later-
What. The. Fuck. Was. This?
You took a breath in but got nothing, so you did it again and again but still nothing. The more you tried and failed the more you panicked and the more you panicked the more lightheaded you became. Pressing your eyes closed you focused on your heart and tried to get its rapid beats under control. You did the counting exercises you did whenever you got overworked and slowly your heart slowed, slowly your breathing came back to normal. Slowly, you were able to get your vision back to normal.
Only when your vision did return to normal you came face to face with the thing that had started all of this. On your phone screen were several shots of Lewis, your boyfriend of seven months in a hot tub in Antarctica. It was a trip he’d tried to convince you to take with him but due to your schedule you had to turn him down. You weren’t freaking out about him going without you, you were freaking out because of the evident fact he had some girl sitting in his lap in said hot tub. You scrolled through the pictures and scanned each of them.
You’d thought that maybe it was the angle that made it seem worse than it was, or maybe it wasn’t a girl and a guy just sitting too close, or maybe it was a girl, but she wasn’t sitting on his lap just too close for comfort. However, there was no mistaking it. It was a girl, and she was on his lap although he had you, although three weeks ago before your business trip, he was in your bed whispering sweet nothings.
“What the fuck?”
You went into your phone, found Lewis’ contact and called him. It rang once, twice then went to voicemail.
“Did he just--?”
In disbelief you called again but it happened again and again and again. Now feeling anger, you tapped out a message to him.
MSG: What the fuck is this? Answer your phone.
MSG: What am I seeing with you in Antarctica?
MSG: Lewis!
He didn’t answer any of them. He didn’t answer your calls. It was radio silence. The more you scrolled through social media the more hurt you became. Everyone was speculating just which girl from his rotation it was, which one of his fuck buddies had him that weekend. A few desperates came out the woodwork claiming it was them and spilling details about his bedroom tastes and other sexual revelations and before long it was a circus.
Twenty minutes. That was all it took for you to find out where he was and luckily you were in the same city. Twenty minutes to find him and another twenty to get to him. However, when you got to his Monaco house you wished you hadn’t found him. The music was blasting so loudly the ground shook. There were people everywhere. Clearly you’d walked in on a huge party filled with bikini clad women, drinks and numerous distractions set up around the property.
“What the hell?”
Once you were inside you made your way upstairs. On the path there, scattered across the floor were pieces of clothing, bikini bottoms, tops, and underwear. Once you got closer to the top you saw opened condom wrappers, and that was when you stopped in your tracks. The fear you felt was so strong that you couldn’t move your legs for a few moments. It was crippling. It was crazy to think that a year ago any thoughts of this man were pretty much nonexistent. He didn’t mean anything to you. You could walk away from him easy peasy. Now, it was nothing like that anymore. Now you thought of him constantly, now he meant so much to you, too much, now walking away was something you couldn’t fathom.
When your legs worked again you stepped forward into the bedroom and there was Lewis on his back with two girls on either said of him giving him head. You could not believe your eyes. Your knees buckled but somehow you managed to stay upright. Lewis’ eyes found you, but he didn’t move, he laid there and allowed them to continue. A pain stabbed at your chest making you flinch. It was a pain that did not subside.
“Wh—wha—what the fuck Lewis?”
Your voice was weak. Whereas you’d left your hotel with rage and fire in your veins it had now puttered down to nothing.
“Y/N.”
He didn’t sound shocked, ashamed or as if he cared. His tone remained low, dull, uninterested.
“What the fuck!”
You walked to the side of the bed, and it was then the women sucking him off stopped. Lewis’ dick flopped forward but the only thing that registered was that he hadn’t moved.
“Get the fuck out!”
Lewis sighed then sat up leaning against the headboard, resting one arm behind his head.
“Now!”
The women climbed out of the bed as if they had not one care in the world especially about their nakedness. Rather than taking their clothes, they walked to out of the room completely bare. Once alone, you glared at him.
“What the actual fuck Lewis! What is this?!”
“What does it look like? A party.”
“A sex party? What the fuck are you doing?
“Having fun.”
That was when he pulled the blanket up to cover his soft dick.
“Having fun? You’re fucking kidding me right now!”
Lewis rolled his eyes then sighed.
“Come on Y/N, stop! Just stop already, yeah. You knew the deal bruv, you knew the deal from the beginning, from jump.”
“What did I know Lewis? Huh, what did I know? Cause I am fucking lost!”
“You knew what it was and what it wasn’t. You knew I didn’t do monogamy. you knew that wasn’t who I was. You saw the signs and the proof. Hell, you even mocked it right it in my face. Yet you thought you could change me. You thought you were going to be different, thought you were not like other girls. Get the fuck out of here!”
Your eyes widened. That rage and fire sparked again, and you saw red.
“Fuck you Lewis! That’s bullshit! You don’t do monogamy? I thought I could change you? Me? You were the one to chase me. I didn’t ask you to do that, I didn’t force you to send me flowers and love notes and presents every fucking chance you got. I didn’t ask you to wine or dine me and take me on trips. I didn’t ask to meet your brother or your family, or your friends. I didn’t ask you to take me to Thanksgiving. I didn’t ask you to rearrange your schedule to spend time with me or show up for my important dates. I never asked for anything from you Lewis!”
“Yeah right! Let’s be real with each other right now Y/N. You knew what I wanted from the very beginning. You knew what it was I could and couldn’t offer. You entertained it. It’s your fault for thinking this was any different than what it was!”
You picked up the glass of liquid on the bedside table and threw it in his face. You didn’t know what it was, and you didn’t care.
“Fuck you!”
He still sat there and that was probably what tipped you over the edge. He didn’t look one bit remorseful. He looked smug, unfeeling.
“So I imagined everything. You were just pretending. So three weeks ago, what was that? What was what you said?”
His eyes remained locked on something across the room.
“You said that you could see yourself marrying me and having kids with me. You saw yourself loving me for the rest of your life. What was that?”
He didn’t speak at once. His jaw remained clenched, and eyes focused elsewhere then you heard it. he laughed. It echoed loudly in the hollowed room and with his laughter you felt that stabbing pain more intensely. Was this how a heart broke, you wondered.
“Damn that was a good line. Right?”
Your own body answered your previous thought with near crippling pain in your chest. This was how a heart could break.
Stupid. You’d been so stupid. It hit you then. You’d bought a lie disguised as a dream.
“Wow. I thought—I actually thought that was a turning point for us.”
A heavy sigh echoed in the room. “For fuck’s sake Y/N, I’d just cum harder than I’d ever cum before because of how amazing you felt. I was seeing stars. You can’t hold me accountable for any of that shit I said.”
“So it was bullshit?”
Again, Lewis hesitated before he spoke, but he still wasn’t looking at you.
“Look at me!”
It took a few moments but when he looked at you, his eyes were cold emotionless windows to a pit of nothingness.
“We’re here now right. The facts are simple, this is the life I want to lead now. I drive fast cars and like everything else just as fast.”
The tears welled in your eyes, but they didn’t drop. They just clouded your vision of him. Ironic you thought, your eyes had always been clouded of him. You’d never seen the real him. It was all bullshit.
“So you chased me for a year, put in all that work, all that effort, all that time to fool me and make me fall in love with you and then take my virginity just to do this—to end up here?”
As the words fell from your lips you watched him closely, but he remained unmoved, remained stoic. His jaw clenched then his shoulders rose into a careless shrug.
“At least your first time was memorable with the one and only GOAT.”
He then let out a low whistle and seconds later the women reemerged and pranced over to him. You stood there and watched as they climbed back onto the bed and fell into his outstretched arms. Then there were three pairs of eyes watching you silently fall apart.
“Unless you like to watch, you should leave,” Lewis finished.
It was then your tears fell. Streams of hot tears rolled down your cheeks but as they dripped onto your shirt and the floor they just continued and flowed endlessly.
“They all told me,” you began then paused dropping your head back hoping to recall the tears that wouldn’t stop. It didn’t stop them though, they flowed out the corners of your eyes now. “They all warned me about you.”
You locked eyes with his, “I should have listened.”
Turning you walked away along the same path you’d taken to get there. Every step you took away from him your heart hurt even more, and your tears continued as if the goal was to cry a river. You were well on your way to that. Whenever you wiped them away, they only came with more force. By the time you got outside you abandoned wiping them and focused more on keeping your head high and back straight. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you falter. Not now. Not ever.
To Be Continued.....
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My Knight in a Shining Ferrari Racesuit-Lewis Hamilton x Caribbean Black! Reader
The author's note-This is my response to the bombshell that occurred last week. Sir Lewis flipped the table, SET IT ON FIRE AND THREW IT IN THE DUMPSTER. Legendary moves yet again.
The bombshell decision heard round the world, the landscape to all who knew it will forever be altered. Lewis Hamilton is parting ways with the team he aided in building and carried on his back for over a decade. You knew that this decision hurt him, especially for the team and fans who love and look up to him.
As you scroll through the internet and its various sites reporting on the news, you can definitely say he broke the internet. You slowly step outside to the porch of the temporary dwelling you're both retiring in as your mind drifts off and the memories begin to play like a home movie. Your time with him has been a short one since you fell in love and became a couple in the golden age of his career and you couldn't help but worry for his mental health. The last few years at Mercedes haven't been kind but, he stuck out knowing his team could've pulled through this time, he just couldn't make it.
You suddenly smell his scent as you can feel his tattooed arms wrapped around your frame. Your orbs slowly opened and you whispered
"How are you feeling lewis" you inquired.
"As well as I can be. I spoke with Toto he understood but I can see that he's a bit heartbroken along with everyone back at Brackley," he responds solemnly.
"I don't blame them. Their golden boy and son is leaving the nest. Moving on to greener pastures and I can't help but be scared for you'', you respond concerned.
"You have nothing to be scared of darling. ill be fine,'' he speaks determinedly.
How do you know that, You're going into a completely different ballgame here. Learning everything from scratch as well as earning your favor with the Tifosi whose loyalty to the team and Charles runs deep. I dont want you to be spinning Top in Mud'', you express finally turning your gaze to your love.
"I want you to get that 8th title you've been fighting for and end this career ON A HIGH and enjoy this sport for a little while longer because we all know it's only a matter of time...........", your voice trails off after that.
"I know that you're scared, but I have a lot of strength and can do this . All I want to do know is try to get through this season the best way we can and have one last hurrah before departing and beginning a whole new chapter. Besides, we can visit the factory ever so often as well as Toto & Susie, who always have space for us to visit them." He says hopeful.
"Alright, I can't say no to my Knight in a Mercedes Racesuit, soon to be Ferrari. Now common, I have your fave vegan cupcakes to cheer you up and a new toy for Roscoe.", in which the mini icon pet comes racing in to join you two on the balcony.
This may be a continental shift,but you prayed that the future is somewhat kind to the little life you've developed with him.
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please could i request a top!reader x bottom!santana.
It’s like she acts all big and bad in glee club and R always calms her down then someone talks bad about her, like Rachel with the stripper line about her and the usually calm and collected peace keeper R changes at a snap of a mf finger. You see Quinn and Britt’s eyes go wide asf and Santana goes to cuss out Rachel but R stops her, putting a hand on her chest and sitting her back down and does the sweetest smile toward Rachel.
Quinn and Britt be like: oh you messed tf up that’s her murder smile!
Santana gets confused and hurt like wtf why is her gf letting yentl bad mouth her but then sees the murder smile on her gf and sits back folding her arms and smiling evilly.
In the end R gets sent home and Santana drives her taking the rest of the day off too.
Once they get to R’s room santana is like ‘that was so hot’ and decides her knight in shining flannel armour deserves a reward for saving her from the big hairy beast called Rachel Berry and her tall lap dog and lets R do whatever she desires to her😏
My Defender
Santana Lopez x fem!reader
Summary: You protect your girlfriend form Rachel's hurtful comments, and in return you get to do whatever you want to her.
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI fluff, oral (Santana receiving), fingering (Santana receiving)
Word Count: 1.8k
A/N: Hope you like it! My smut isn't spectacular.
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A lot of people wondered how you and Santana had such a healthy relationship, but your close friends knew it was because you balanced each other out. She was the chaos, and you were the power that reigned it in. Every time Santana would want to go off on someone, you would be the voice of reason, the voice that talked her down. Now, as you were approaching Valentine’s Day, you and Santana were so wrapped up in each other that nothing could bother either of you. Nothing except for one Rachel Berry.
Mr. Shue begins to write something down on the board, announcing that week's lesson. “Alright guys, I have one word for you.” Brittany raises her hand enthusiastically, and Mr. Shue calls on her when he turns around. “Is it love?” She then turns to her boyfriend and quietly says, “Totally gonna graduate now.”
Mr. Shue and some of the Glee members look at her, confused, before shaking it off and getting back on track. “Valentine’s day is coming up. So, for this week's lesson, I want you guys to pick a partner, because you're going to sing to them what you think is the world's greatest love song. Yeah, find a song that communicates all the things that love means to you. Now, partner up.”
You and Santana glance at each other, smiling and already knowing that the other person would be their partner. Finn raises his hand before asking, “Mr. Shue, can I say something?” Mr. Shue waves him up and Santana rolls her eyes at the boy.
“I just wanted to point out that for the first time, an entire week has gone by without any one of us getting slushied.” Everyone looks around for a second in surprise before beginning to clap. Almost everyone stops clapping as Finn continues on with his speech. “I think the fact that I led the football team to a conference championship might have something to do with it. The fact is that I’m the closest thing that this Glee club has to a celebrity right now, and just like a famous athlete, I want to give to a charity. You guys. So I’m setting up a kissing booth. For a dollar a smooch. And donating the proceeds to Glee club, to help us-”
Mercedes rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, interrupting him. “Don’t even act like you tryna help this glee club out, you just wanna kiss a bunch of girls.” Your girlfriend scoffs next to you before piping up, saying, “I’ve kissed Finn, and can I just say? Not worth a buck. I would, however, pay a hundred dollars to jiggle one of his man-boobs.” You sigh exasperatedly when she brings up the fact that she has kissed him, and she grabs your hand in comfort.
“Do you ever get tired of tearing other people down?” Santana pretends to think about it for a second before leaning back. “No, not really.” Finn shrugs his shoulders, sounding smug. “Cause you always just seem to be meddling in other people’s business.” Santana rolls her eyes, looking around the room.
“Oh please, you guys love me. I keep it real, and I’m hilarious.” You nod in agreement, and you see that Quinn and Brittany are nodding as well. “Actually, you're just a bitch,” Lauren states from where she is sitting next to Puck. Everyone ooos and Santana scoffs angrily. You begin to get angry as well, but you don’t show it as obviously on your face.
Rachel stands up from where she is seated, and that’s when you knew that shit was about to go down. “The truth is Santana, you can dish it out but you can’t take it. Okay, maybe you're right, maybe I am destined to play the title role in the Broadway musical version of Willow, but the only job your going to have is working on a pole.”
Everyone looks at the two of them in shock, but Quinn and Brittany watch you carefully. They see your eyes darken in anger and they watch as you clench your hands into fists. Santana doesn’t seem to notice, and she stands up to cuss Rachel out. “Okay, fine. You wanna be like that? ¿Voy a ser stripper? Bueno, todo lo que vas a ser es una vieja bruja de Broadway sin amor-” You grab her waist and pull her down before giving Rachel a sickly sweet smile.
Santana looks at you, confused and hurt that you were being so nice to the girl who said such an offensive thing about her, but then she sees Quinn and Brittany mouthing for her to take a closer look at you. She sees the smile on your face, and she instantly recognizes it as the one that people call your ‘murder smile’. It was the same smile you had on your face right before you broke Karofsky’s nose for throwing a slushie on Santana. The Latina leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest and grinning evilly.
You slowly stand up and turn around to face Rachel, who still has a smug and satisfied look on her face. You tilt your head to the side, still smiling at her, before bringing your fist back and punching her straight in the face. Her head flies back and you move to continue hitting her, but Mike and Sam restrain you before you can do any further damage.
Mr. Shue sends you to the principal’s office, and Principal Figgins decides that you need to be sent home and that you are suspended from school for a couple of days. You accept your punishment with no regrets, not at all angry to be getting in trouble for defending your girlfriend.
She decides to take the rest of the day off and drive you home, and you know that you are in for a treat when you see her lustful gaze on you the entire car ride to your house.
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When you get into your room, you drop your things on the ground. When you turn around, you see your girlfriend stalking towards you before she wraps her arms around your neck. She places a kiss on your lips before saying quietly, “You punching Berry was hot. I think you deserve a reward for being my defender, so I’m going to let you do whatever you want to me.”
You grin in excitement before you push her down onto the bed, kissing her passionately. Your hands explore her body, and soft moans escape her mouth as your bodies fit together perfectly.
''You're so pretty, Santana Lopez.'' Your hand makes its way to clasp her face, staring into her eyes fondly before kissing her hard. Smiling into the kiss, Santana feels her cheeks warm up at the compliment.
''I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.'' Santana pushed her body up against yours, but you press back, maintaining control and making her fall onto her back. Staring at you in a haze of lust, she watches as you climb on top of her.
Your hands cup her breasts over her top, and you help her strip into her underwear. You kiss down her body, watching her shiver beneath you. Biting her thighs softly as you make your way closer to her dripping center, your hand stroked over her damp underwear. Smirking, you look up at Santana. Your hands make their way to the top of her underwear and you pull them down her thighs.
You begin lightly sucking on her clit, watching her shake with pleasure. Your fingers were playing with her opening, as you moved your tongue in circular motions. Santana's back began to arche up as she moaned loudly into the room, her hands grasping onto your hair pushing your head further between her thighs.
''Fuck, it feels so good. Please don't stop.'' her breath turned into pants as she moaned, moving your head with her hands. Riding your tongue, your fingers getting deeper and deeper inside her with every movement.
You continue this motion until you feel Santana’s body begin twitching, getting ready to climax. You moved away from her, removing your fingers from inside her and watched as she whimpered. Her eyes teared up as she tried to move against you to gain some type of friction.
''Please, let me cum Y/N,'' Her body was still twitching, her clit pulsating. ''Please.'' Santana begged, whining at you. You begin playing with her nipples, twirling them between your fingers as she gasps at the touch.
You wait for a few moments, watching Santana pitifully beg to be touched by you before placing a singular finger inside of her. You move your face so that it is inches away from her clit as your girlfriend moans with pleasure above you.
''You told me that I could do anything to you. Now, I might be nice, and I might let you cum, or I might not.'' there was an evil glint in your eye as you spoke, and a big smirk was plastered on your face.
You move slowly inside of Santana, watching her whimper for more.
''Please, be nice,'' she gasped, biting her lips as your free hand continued to play with her nipples.
''Only because you asked so kindly.'' You pinch her clit between your fingers, pulling a scream from the beautiful girl above you. Her legs were shaking as you inserted another finger inside of her, curling them up and pressing on her G-spot.
You bury your face in between Santana’s legs, licking her clit with your tongue as your fingers move quickly inside of her. Santana’s hands moved back to clasp your hair, riding your face once more. Moaning loudly as her body twitched, Her eyes rolled back and she shook violently.
''Fuck, I'm cumming-'' she moaned loudly into the room.
You continue to push your fingers inside of her, helping her ride out the aftershocks. When she pushes your head away due to overstimulation, you crawl back up her body and kiss her lazily. She moans at the taste of herself, and you roll off of her making her whine.
“Relax, baby. I’m just getting a cloth so that I can clean you up.” She shakes her head and pulls you back down next to her, snuggling into you. You don’t fight against it, knowing this is what your girlfriend needs. “Seriously though, thank you for defending me against Berry. I could have done it myself, but still. It means a lot to me. I love you.”
You hug her closer to your body, and you place a gentle kiss on her head. “I love you too, baby. I’ll always protect you, no matter what.” The two of you cuddle together until you feel yourself drifting off. You know that when you wake up, your beautiful girlfriend will still be there with you, and you can’t help but dream about how much you love her.
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Ships as Tarot Pairs | uquiz | Tagged by @corvosattano @voidika
John x Sabrina | the tower + the lovers: meeting this person shook your whole world. crumbling down is everything you thought you knew about life and love. their warmth, their generosity, their naivete, their knowing…! you don’t know how anything made sense before them. all you know is that nothing will make sense afterwards.
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Calahan x Mary May | knight of pentacles + the magician: if there’s something you want, you will GET IT. nothing escapes your fingertips. after all, you’re the power couple. your pairing sparks pure cosmic energy. you’re fiercely driven to your goals - whether that be status, fortune, or power. you’re also fiercely protective of one another. with the knight’s earthy energy, you both prefer to purposefully make your way towards your ambitions, rather than playing cards too early or acting too loosely. meanwhile, the magician’s half makes gives you a little fire. if they get too close, onlookers and threats to your relationship may get burned.
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my friend ellis @jonny-dykeville wants to get into njpw, and i thought id write her a little summary of whats been going on lately! im posting it here in case its useful for anyone who wants to get into nooj but finds it a little too confusing (understandable) or has stopped watching in the last couple years and now wants to get back into it
this will include a list of matches at the end from 2023 that i think were good and/or are important to storylines! this is accurate to the day im writing it which is 2023/05/15
LINKS TO BE UPDATED
The landscape of New Japan Pro Wrestling has changed enormously in the past couple of months. For example if you told someone a year ago that Kazuchika Okada would hold a non singles belt, theyd laugh in your face.
So how did we get here?
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Your current champions
Sanada beat Kazuchika Okada for the IWGP heavyweight championship at Sakura Genesis, and has since defended it against Hiromu Takahashi, the current junior heavyweight champion.
Hiromu won the belt at Wrestle Kingdom in a four-way match against Master Wato, El Desperado, and former champion Taiji Ishimori.
The IWGP women’s title was created last year and won by Kairi at Historic X-over. She lost the belt to Mercedes Moné, who was champion until Mayu Iwatani dethroned her recently.
Aussie Open hold the tag titles after defeating Bishamon, and they’ve gone on to win the Strong openweight tag team championships from the Motor City Machine Guns.
David Finlay is the NEVER openweight champion, bringing the belt back in to Bullet Club after Tama Tonga defeated Karl Anderson for it at Wrestle Kingdom.
Intergalactic Jetsetters (Kushida And Kevin Knight) finally ended the reign of Catch 2/2 (Tjp And Francesco Akira) as junior heavyweight tag team champions during the road to Wrestling Dontaku tour, thank god.
Kazuchika Okada, Hiroshi Tanahashi and Tomohiro Ishii are the NEVER openweight six man champions winning the titles from Strong Style (El Desperado, Minoru Suzuki And Ren Narita). If you think that sentence is insane, don’t worry I’ll explain whats happening.
Zack Sabre Jr became the inaugural NJPW World TV champion, winning the tournament at Wrestle Kingdom by defeating Ren Narita, and he’s had some incredible defenses since (you might’ve seen him on ROH).
the KOPW trophy graduated to a belt after El Phantasmo broke it, and Taichi is the current provisional champion having defeated Shingo Takagi for it.
Kenta lost the strong openweight championship to Hikuleo in the first defense of the belt in Japan, after winning it from Fred Rosser (with Juice interference).
at the time of writing this the Strong women’s title does exist but the tournament to decide its first owner has yet to be held (Resurgence may 21st).
Karl Anderson will pay for his crimes
Those who have been following me since november last year know that Suzuki-gun, a heel faction in NJPW led by Minoru Suzuki, has come to an end. I was inconsolable. There are multiple reasons for this happening, but the main one is Karl Anderson.
While Anderson is a member of Bullet Club, and in fall of last year was still the NEVER openweight champion, he is contracted to WWE and was on a handshake deal with NJPW, essentially promising he’ll appear at shows they book him for. There was a scheduling conflict with one of WWE’s saudi shows, and Anderson essentially ghosted the company not appearing for his title defense against Hikuelo, which meant I had to watch Yujiro Takahashi wrestle. anyway this all meant that New Japan lost faith in their freelancers, and because the majority of Suzuki-gun were on handshake deals, this meant the faction had to go. Their last match was on december 23rd (njpwworld) (bilibili link) and it was very emotional and beautiful, and I was incredibly sad.
Shota came back!
Shota Umino, who you may know as the protege of Jon Moxley, returned from excursion in the fall of last year. Young lions (NJPW trainees) are sent abroad to foreign promotions by the company to train and gather experience in different environments to Japan. Shota was in Britain for a time and he returned, challenging Will Ospreay for the US title he still held at the time. He lost but with this high profile title shot he joined the ranks of the young stars NJPWhas much faith vested in.
This also includes Ren Narita, who you may not know because he was never adopted by a mean american man. he was trained by Katsuyori Shibata, earning the nickname Son of Strong Style and wearing similar gear to Shibata as well. The company seems to be trying to set him up to be Shibata’s successor, and he wrestles a similarly, clean technical style.
A recent addition to their ranks is Yota Tsuji, whose return I will explain later.
The IWGP women’s title
Women’s wrestling promotion Stardom and NJPW are both owned by Bushiroad. Because of this last year there was a crossover between the two promotions, which saw the first mixed tag matches in an NJPW ring. Great show, you should watch it. (njpwworld link) (bilibili link)
For this event, the IWGP women’s championship was created and won by Kairi. Now I have some thoughts about how Stardom is already full of accomplished talented women, and putting a women’s match on the card once in a blue moon isn’t a win for women in wrestling and you should maybe try watching Stardom instead (guide on how to do that). But I digress. Regardless of whether or not this is pandering, every match for the belt was undoubtedly incredible and I will be linking them all in the rec section.
A brief Wrestle Kingdom aside
You fucking know what happened at Wrestle Kingdom I shouldn’t have to explain this to you. Kenny Omega returned and defeated Will Ospreay for the US title, and Okada won his beloved IWGP belt back from Jay White, starting him down the path of leaving NJPW.
What you might not know is what happened at Wrestle Kingdom Night 2, which confusingly was held some weeks later. Wrestle Kingdom traditionally is a show between NOAH and NJPW, so Night 2 saw the two promotions pitch their most popular wrestlers against each other. Okada was set to fight Kaito Kiyomiya in a tag team match, but he thought this challenge beneath him and attempted to murder Kiyomiya ruling the match a no contest.
Later in february, at Keiji Muto’s retirement show, Okada did have to face off Kiyomiya in a singles bout, despite his protests that he is not some cheap whore (his words not mine). That entire show is incredibly good but not extremely relevant to NJPW storylines, as crossover events usually are not. (njpwworld) (unoffical link)
After Wrestle Kingdom, New Japan holds New Year’s Dash and the New Beginning shows where they set up new storylines that will likely last the whole year. Jay White challenges Hikuleo to a loser leaves Japan match, because he blames him and his brothers (Guerillas of Destiny) for Bullet Club weakening and his loss at Wrestle Kingdom. He promptly loses this match. Bummer.
El Desperado refuses to accept that Suzuki-gun is over and joins Minoru Suzuki in defending Ren Narita from House of Torture’s dastardly attack, leading to the formation of their trios team; Strong Style. They then go on to defeat House of Torture for the NEVER openweight six man tag team titles. Now this is crazy but we dont have time to dwell on it because the other remnants of Suzuki-gun are also making moves that are considerably more insane.
Its time for: faction madness
There are a lot of factions in New Japan Pro Wrestling. like a lot. Every storyline is heavily driven by who is in what faction and where their allegiences lie. This might be confusing to you if you only watch AEW, a promotion where factions matter less than what Tony adds to commentary.
TMDK
Naturally ex-Suzuki-gun member and best technical wrestler in the known universe Zack Sabre Jr couldn’t simply remain in Hontai, the main body of New Japan where factionless members of the roster belong. Luckily he was a free agent for all of five seconds before his old australian buddies snatched him and his fresh tv championship up. TMDK, known as an australian faction despite a solid half not being from Australia, has suffered some losses in the past year. Jonah, their strongest member, a man who defeated even Kazuchika Okada, left Japan for WWE. Shane Haste and Mikey Nicholls, founding members of the faction and a tag team under the same name, have failed to succeed in winning Tag League in fall of last year. Safe to say, they needed a win. Zack has teamed with them during his time in NOAH, so it was only logical that he would return to his old friends. They even recruited a young lion, Kosei Fujita, who became the first young lion in a faction if you don’t count Hikuleo which was a slightly different situation. TMDK also includes Bad Dude Tito (or Big Teets) over in the States.
The addition of Zack really reinvigorated the faction. Shane and Mikey challenged and failed to defeat Aussie Open for the tag titles, and Robbie Eagles left Chaos for more australian pastures, joining the faction when he challenged Hiromu Takahashi for his championship. Robbie also lost but TMDK didn’t let these setbacks stop them from cutting the weirdest promos after every match and staunchly insisting Fujita (who they’ve nicknamed Big Fooj) will be the first young lion to win a championship.
United Empire
Will Ospreay is no longer the IWGP US heavyweight champion. After losing to Kenny Omega he threw a hissy fit and declared that he would give professional wrestling one more year. He also entered the New Japan Cup, a tournament for the right to challenge for the IWGP championship. Unfortunately in a match against his friend and stablemate Mark Davis (of Aussie Open and ass size fame) he injured his shoulder which put him out of action until about last week. He won the 1pw world title though, so he’s fine.
Other than that, the faction has been doing fairly well for themselves. After a titanic struggle against Bishamon, Aussie Open won the tag titles and have gone on to defend them against TMDK and somehow, Best Friends on AEW television. They also won the Strong tag titles, and Kyle Fletcher managed to botch a moonsault in both matches. You’ve definitely seen them even if you don’t watch NJPW, their schedule is insane and they have a banger of a match practically on a weekly average.
Also tag champions in the faction were Catch 2/2, who held the junior titles until fairly recently. They’ve had great defenses against YOH and his new tag partner, Lio Rush (more on that in a second) and Douki and Yoshinobu Kanemaru. What you need to know about Catch 2/2 is that TJP is a PragerU weirdo and Akira is good albeit italian.
UE also includes Jeff Cobb, who you might’ve seen challenging for Kenny Omega’s US title on Dynamite. He is incredible I don’t have anything else to say. He also kind of thinks flat earthers have a point. He’s really good though.
Also in the faction are Aaron Henare, men’s rights weirdo who challenged and lost to Shingo Takagi for the KOPW belt and Great O Khan who is somehow the Revpro champion. He is notable for having a nice bow in his hair and screeching. The most recent recruit to the faction is Dan Moloney, who unfortunately is fairly unknown to me. He joined the faction as a junior heavyweight and subsequently entered the Best of Super Juniors Tournament, which I will explain later.
Chaos
I’ve previously described Chaos as Hontai 2.0, because that’s really what it is. Lead by Kazuchika Okada, Chaos was the original heel faction in NJPW, founded by Shinsuke Nakamura. Nowadays it is a loose collection of allegiances that confusingly includes the entire Best Friends faction in AEW. Yes, that includes Trent’s mum Sue. Since becoming faces, Chaos members regularly team with Hontai because it all doesn’t really matter.
Kazuchika Okada defeated Hiroshi Tanahashi at Battle in the Valley, and then asked him to tag together. They named themselves the Dream Team, and I only briefly pondered how well it ended the last time Tana teamed with a younger star. Anyways I’m sure this will go fine. They challenged Okada’s fellow Chaos members Bishamon for their tag titles they still held at that time, and sadly lost that match. They defeated the team of Shota Umino and Ren Narita, and then once again failed to obtain gold in a 3-way match against the Motor City Machine Guns and Aussie Open (who won). After Okada lost his belt, they recruited Tomohiro Ishii, who doesn’t like Tanahashi and doesn’t want to team with him because he isn’t in Chaos. Despite this, they managed to defeat Strong Style for the NEVER openweight six man championships.
Bishamon I’ve covered sufficiently enough I think, they are the team of Hirooki Goto who recently celebrated his 20th anniversary in professional wrestling and YOSHI-HASHI who used to be incredibly horrible and is less bad recently. They are fun and I like them.
YOH and SHO were a junior tag team in Chaos until SHO turned heel, joining Bullet Club. This left YOH in a sort of strange limbo, where he contemplated quitting wrestling and pursuing his more artistic ambitions (he is a musician and an artist). Rocky Romero, also a member of Chaos, got him and Lio Rush together to team for Junior Tag League, and they ended up winning the tournament! Although they failed to defeat catch 2/2 at Wrestle Kingdom, and Lio got injured, teaming with him seemed to bring YOH’s confidence back. He’s been wrestling slightly differently and with more self-assurence. The pair both separately challenged and lost to Hiromu Takahashi, two incredible matches that I will link below. Not even these losses brought YOH’s confidence down though, and he’s entered BOSJ alongside Lio although they are in different blocks.
Also members of Chaos are Rocky Romero, Best Friends (including Kris Statlander, Orange Cassidy, Sue, and I think quite possibly Danhausen), Toru Yano who is kind of a funny little man, and Tomohiro Ishii.
Los Ingobernables de Japon
Led by Tetsuya Naito, the tweener group is more of a loose collection of talented individuals than your regular faction. LIJ has a policy of letting their members forge their own paths and create their own success, instead of letting them fall back on the power of the group.
Maybe the only exception to this rule is Hiromu Takahashi, who owes a lot of his success to the faction as well as his mentor Tetsuya Naito. Hiromu is very talented and has a very unique style both in his wrestling and his fashion sense. Unbiased corner ahead I like him a lot. He holds junior wrestlers in very high regard and recently organized the All Star Junior festival to showcase junior heavyweights from all around japan (njpwworld ppv) (vk link). He has a plush cat named Daryl. Hiromu is kind of the ace of the junior division right now, he is on his fifth title reign and is trying to defend the belt 12 times to beat the current defense record of 11 held by Minoru Tanaka. Currently he is 4 defenses into this streak, having defeated YOH, Lio Rush, Robbie Eagles and Yoshinobu Kanemaru. Despite being champion he entered BOSJ, a tournament he’s won four times, three times in a row. If he wins, he’ll get to hand pick his opponent at Dominion.
I have no clue what to say about Tetsuya Naito. To quote my friend Jay, “it’s naito. he is an indescribable force of non-functional knees and the driest hair you've ever seen. he takes ten years to remove his entrance gear. he is naito”. You fucking know who Tetsuya Naito is.
This year, the main thing he’s done is defeating his mentor Keiji Muto at his retirement show in Febuary (njpwworld link) (vk link). He has a very hands off approach towards leading his group, sort of letting everyone figure their things out, which is why he didn’t really seem worried about his match against his stablemate Sanada in the New Japan Cup. You can imagine his surprise when Sanada not only defeated him but then declared that he would be leaving the faction, but more on that later. He also recently had a singles match against DOUKI, which was incredible.
Also members of LIJ are Shingo Takagi, winner of KOPW 2022 and former KOPW 2023 provisional champion, and also living legend. He made his name in Dragon Gate, a different japanese promotion you should also watch (I’m not at all being held at gunpoint by people whose names start with J), Bushi and Titan, who are both junior heavyweight luchadors I don’t know as much about as I should. They’re really good and they are both in BOSJ this year.
Bullet Club
Do I even need to explain. Don’t worry I will.
Jay White lost his loser leaves Japan match to Hikuleo, but there was hope. He promised Gedo he would go to America and wrestle on Strong and right his wrongs. So obviously he immediately lost a loser leaves New Japan match to Eddie Kingston, barring him from ever wrestling in a New Japan ring ever again. After weeks of radio silence, he showed up on Dynamite, forming Bullet Culb Gold (2 bullet 2 club) with Juice Robinson and you all know what happened after that.
It’s spring which means it’s Bullet Club infighting season. After Jay’s loss, his long time rival David Finlay waltzed into the ring all goth and angry, cutting a promo about how the japanese fans never appreciated him and he is an outsider wherever he goes. If this didn’t make it clear to you that he was the new leader, don’t worry it wasn’t clear to me or El Phantasmo either.
ELP was friends with Jay White, and made the rest of the Club agree that they will let Jay ride off into the sunset. A peaceful transfer of power is however impossible in Bullet Club, which is kind of a Stanford prison experiment for closeted gay men. It started bothering Phantasmo, that everyone in his faction so readily accepted Finlay as the new leader, like they weren’t fully behind Jay only a week ago. And anyone who questions the leader has to go.
Then came a months long game of gay betrayal chicken. Every postmatch, Phantasmo would assure Finlay that they were doing it for the club, refuse to too sweet the new leader, and the two slapping eachother in place of a tag. Meanwhile the faces in Hontai were increasingly more accepting towards ELP, Shota Umino even gave him one of his bracelets. The tension came to a boil at Sakura Genesis, where in a tag team match against Guerillas of Destiny and Master Wato, Phantasmo refused to commit the clubs usual heel antics and was brutally kicked out in response. Despite his close friendship with Taiji Ishimori and Kenta, both men readily betrayed him for David Finlay.
Phantasmo returned as a face to beat Finlay up after he defeated Tama Tonga for the NEVER belt, and the two have a title match set at Dominion.
As I mentioned Kenta and Taiji Ishimori are both members of Bullet Club, and Finlay recently recruited Clark Connors to be the clubs newest junior. He entered BOSJ alongside Taiji. Gedo, the head booker of NJPW is also a member of BC but he mainly stands ominously in the background and in kayfabe doesn’t have a massive role in storylines.
HOUSE OF TORTURE
I have to explain what’s going on here. Bullet Club has sort of a subesction? Called House of Torture. They’re only really part of BC in name only, and merch sales. Their thing is gratuitous cheating, if one HoT member has a match, the rest of them aren’t far behind making every match a handicap. Their members are EVIL, the leader of the group and former LIJ member, Yujiro Takahashi the incredible slow motion man whose joints creak audibly with every move, Dick Togo and SHO, who joined after betraying YOH and turning heel. SHO is actually pretty good but the presence of HoT at every match really ruins. Everything. I try not thinking about them.
JUST 5 GUYS
NOW baby. The reason I’m even writing this. The worst faction name in the history of pro wrestling. This faction is made of four ex-Suzuki-gun members and Sanada. Originally called Just Four Guys when Taka Michinoku, Taichi, Yoshinobu Kanemaru and DOUKI announced they would be forming a faction at New Year’s Dash. Taka made some baseless claims about how they will defeat everyone and change the landscape of New Japan. He also came up with their new catchphrase “You already die”. Commentary and everyone else immediately dismissed them as a joke that will last maybe a couple of months. Oh how wrong we were.
Initially, the group did not have much success. Douki and Uncle Nobu lost to Catch 2/2 in their title match against them, Taka kept getting pinned and they failed to deliver on their promises to destroy everyone who stood in their way.
Taichi, as their only heavyweight, entered the New Japan Cup. His first match was against Sanada, a man he’s had some history with when he was still tagging with Zack Sabre Jr as Dangerous Tekkers. Sanada was a man not really renowned for anything, he hasn’t seen any singles success since joining LIJ by helping Tetsuya Naito cheat, except for a US title run cut short with no defenses due to an injury. He had blonde hair and the best or the worst move in pro wrestling history, depending on if you ask my friend Ryan or me. He never hits a moonsault. I don’t think Naito even knew who he was.
Safe to say, absolutely no one expected Sanada to defeat Taichi, much less his superior Naito. What we expected the least is for him to announce he is leaving LIJ for Just 4 Guys, which was now to be renamed JUST 5 GUYS. With dark hair, a clean shaven face and soon, new gear as well, Sanada really found his footing among this motley crew, the way he never managed in his seven years during LIJ. He went on to blaze through the competition in the Cup, winning it and subsequently defeating Kazuchika Okada for the IWGP world heavyweight championship. Absolutely no one has expected this to happen, ever. Yet somehow, it is also one of the coolest things to happen, ever.
His former faction members in LIJ mostly seemed to just sort of accept he left, except for Hiromu. He said while he understood Sanada’s reasons for leaving, he felt betrayed. Hiromu challenged Sanada to a match for the heavyweight championship. No junior heavyweight has been able to defeat the heavyweight champion in the history of the company, although this match is not the first of its kind.
When Sanada defeated Hiromu, the returning Yota Tsuji walked out into the ring and beat him up, held up the LIJ fist and carried Hiromu out of the ring. We don’t really know if this means he’ll be joining the faction, but it’s very likely, and the two have a match set at Dominion.
Obviously other stuff has happened but this is already 4000 words long and I still have things to explain to you.
Whats happening right now
As I’m writing this, the 30th Best of the Super Juniors is just beginning. BOSJ is a round robin style tournament, just like the G1 where wrestlers are divided into two blocks and everyone fights everyone in their block. Usually, the winners of the two blocks face off against each other to win the tournament, but this year, the winner of each block faces off against the person who came second in the other block, and the winners of those matches are the finalists. The winner has the right to challenge for the IWGP junior heavyweight championship at Dominion.
This year’s participants are as follows.
I think this is absolutely the perfect time to get int New Japan. The junior division is full of incredibly talented wrestlers who focus more on fast paced high flying style matches and every one of them is easy to watch and very entertaining. The entire tour will be broadcast with full english coverage.
How do I watch all of this
New Japan conveniently has a streaming service called NJPW world, membership is 999 yen per month. Dont forget to toggle it to english in the upper left corner! Most shows have english commentary and in my opinion it is pretty good commentary. Even if you don’t want to pay for the site, it has a schedule page (upper right corner) which even displays multiple timezones, and links to the card for every upcoming show.
The site also has some free content, for example the backstage comments after every show. Backstage comments are essentially short interviews with the wrestlers directly after every match, which makes for very fun adrenaline fuelled nonsense. Search backstage comment on the site, or check the njpwworld youtube channel. The videos always have subtitles, but it takes the transcribers time, subs are usually out a day after shows air.
PIRACY
In case you’d like to sail the high seas, you have a couple of options.
Watching show’s live I would recommend watchprowrestling.org for. They upload the shows and you can watch them live as well with a bit of delay.
If you’re looking for older stuff, you should try searching on bilibili (dont be intimidated by the language barrier, its quite easy to use) or this specific user on vk.com.
MATCHES TO WATCH
Title changes and defenses:
Kazuchika Okada vs Jay White (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Kenny Omega vs Will Ospreay (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Hiromu Takahashi vs Master Wato vs El Desperado vs Taiji Ishimori (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Zack Sabre Jr vs Ren Narita FREE MATCH
Zack Sabre Jr vs Tomohiro Ishii FREE MATCH
Zack Sabre Jr vs Shota Umino FREE MATCH
Zack Sabre Jr vs Tom Lawlor FREE MATCH
Zack Sabre Jr vs Jeff Cobb FREE MATCH
Catch 2/2 vs YOH and Lio Rush (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Catch 2/2 vs Intergalactic Jetsetters (njpwworld) (unofficial link 2:35:08)
Hiromu Takahashi vs Lio Rush (njpwworld)
Hiromu Takahashi vs YOH (njpwworld) (unofficial link2:48:13)
Hiromu Takahashi vs Robbie Eagles (njpwworld)
Hiromu Takahashi vs Yoshinobu Kanemaru (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Kazuchika Okada vs Shingo Takagi (njpwworld)
Kazuchika Okada vs Sanada (njpwworld)
Sanada vs Hiromu Takahashi (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Aussie Open vs Bishamon (njpwworld)
Aussie Open vs TMDK (njpwworld)
Aussie Open vs Motor City Machine Guns vs the Dream Team (Okada & Tanahashi) (njpwworld ppv)
Kairi vs Mayu Iwatani (njpwworld)
Kairi vs Tam Nakano (njpwworld)
Kairi vs Mercedes Moné (unofficial link)
Mercedes Moné vs Kairi vs Hazuki (njpwworld)
Mercedes Moné vs Mayu Iwatani (njpwworld)
Tama Tonga vs El Phantasmo (njpwworld)
Tama Tonga vs David Finlay (unofficial link)
Taichi vs Shingo Takagi (njpwworld) (unofficial link 1:44:00)
Strong Style vs Kazuchika Okada, Hiroshi Tanahashi & Tomohiro Ishii (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Hikuelo vs Kenta (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Story matches
Tetsuya Naito vs Sanada (njpwworld)
Jay White vs Hikuleo (njpwworld)
Jay White vs Eddie Kingston (njpwworld) (unofficial link 1:04:00)
Bullet Club (David Finlay, Kenta, Taiji Ishimori & El Phantasmo) vs Guerillas of Destiny (Tama Tonga, Hikuleo & Jado) & Master Wato (njpwworld link)
just fun
Mark Davis vs Will Ospreay (njpwworld) (unofficial link)
Mark Davis vs EVIL (njpwworld)
Tetsuya Naito vs DOUKI (njpwworld) (unofficial link 2:11:32)
El Desperado vs Tomohiro Ishii (njpwworld ppv)
Shota Umino vs Tetsuya Naito (njpwworld)
Hiromu Takahashi vs Speedball Mike Bailey FREE SHOW
Taichi vs Will Ospreay (njpwworld)
#njpw#wrassle#yall this is nearly 5000 words please read it and watch njpw i worked so hard. for you to watch njpw. its so extensive#i explain literally everything
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misty knight masterlist
All Misty Knight fanfics. 18+ only.
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Oneshots & Drabbles
Onto You - 31/05/22 ~ Your double life as a criminal mastermind and the partner of a cop reaches a breaking point when Misty starts to suspect you. (Misty Knight x gn!reader)
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Welcome to The Grid !
Hi im diana, she/her. im just your friendly neighbourhood f1 and football fanatic! im super cool about my passion for my sports boys and their team. come chat with me anytime !! ⚽️🏎️
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The Starting XI
Player Profiles (Instagram edits)
f1 drivers
series
The Pitbox Crew Series [ongoing]
(yngasly x f1drivers)
Part 1 - The Pitbox Crew
Part 2 - The Enstone Life
Part 3 - Mischief Managed
Part 4 - Land of Pizza and Pasta
Part 5 - Upside Down, Inside Out
Part 6 - Better Together
Part 7 - Power, Beauty and Soul
Part 8 - Ferrari Charm
Part 9 - Maple Syrup & Surprises
one shots
f1 drivers
mick schumacher - she shoots and she scores !
george russell - you had me at football
charles leclerc - off season antics
mick schumacher - gorgeous
footballers
mason mount - tis the season
alejandro garnacho - comeback kid
alejandro garnacho - forever and always
marc guiu - class of ‘24
hector fort - secrets
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Media Day! (Photoshop Edits)
charles leclerc & nyck devries
williams ‘22 boys
alphatauri ‘22 boys
mick schumacher
charles leclerc
bianca bustamante
dogs of war
dow: the baker
dow: the white knight
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logan sargeant
oscar piastri
max verstappen
mason mount
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lando norris
lewis hamilton
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The Hall of Fame (art)
F1 x Cars (Series)
Team Ferrari
Team Williams
Lily + Alex
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The Team (statistics/ fun facts)
f1 drivers
George Russell
footballers
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Yellow Card (ramblings)
f1 silly season
danny, mick, seb, nicky
cha cha
bahrain gp 23
ferrari, mclaren and mercedes fans
esteban x randy
aus gp 23
Cars: Live Action
King George
monaco race suit
football silly season
MUN vs LIV
odds and ends
pinterest name aesthetic
f1 core challenge
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❝ in the end ❞
pairing: Lewis Hamilton x black fem! driver reader
summary: two childhood best friends that the world absolutely fell in love with but are they ever going to fall in love with each other?
warnings: swearing, cussing, reader age description
saint’s notes: another indirect request from the lovely @bbymelsworld about the knight in mercedes armour, lewis! i hope you everyone enjoys this and sorry for typos!
taglist: @thisismeracing
social media au.
yourusername
liked by lewishamilton, zendaya and 8,738,938 others
yourusername thank you Bahrain, until next time 🩷
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user i need the both of them in a way that is concerning to feminism
user ayo????
user MOTHER AND FATHER
user how the fuck are you 36 and you better tell me all your secrets
yourusername i have a youth fountain in my backyard, srry 😣
user what i wanna know is how you kept this friendship for 20 YEARS?!
icebox we absolutely loved making your matching grillz! we can’t wait for the next visit ❤️
landonorris thanks for the overtake on the track, mum🫶🏽
yourusername you’re very welcome, son 🥰
yourfriend cuteeeee 😋
liked by yourusername
lewishamilton now why is that picture on here?
yourusername bc you were so excited to talk about dinosaurs to someone other than me
lewishamilton is that why you took my credit card? 😭
yourusername thank you for my new wigs btw 🤭🫶🏽
lewishamilton did you at least get a pink one like i’ve been waiting for?
yourusername and platinum blonde
lewishamilton all is forgiven, sweetie
user do they know that they’re in love or?
user i’m just waiting for the soft launch tbh
fan that’s at least half a million on her wrist lol
mercedesamgf1 we’re super proud of you! 🥳
liked by yourusername
fan girl, you hidin these archives of Lew to yourself???
yourusername they gotta be used at the right time so basically, yes ❤️
twitter
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lewishamilton :) ❤️
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user oh that’s not-
fan i love you but please be so fucking fr
neymarjr congrats bro! 🫵🏽❤️
user ofc you would know a thing or two about this, loser
user isn’t she that one influencer who started some shit on a sponsored trip because the person paired with her was black?
user are you starting shit or are you being serious?
user so serious, i remember seeing this trend on tiktok
hisgirlfriend ❤️
liked by lewishamilton
user so he’s not even going to reply to her damn comment? 😭
user it’s bc these two aren’t meant to be 😭
user why are people being so mean in the comments? let him live
fan this is upsetting me and my homegirls DEEPLY
fan #lewisandyn4eva
fan #lewisandyn4eva
fan #lewisandyn4eva
badgalriri #lewisandyn4eva
user RIHANNA?!
ynfan ik y/n’s heart is so broken, they were endgame
ynfan lewis better watch his back fr
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yourusername time to myself + a little treat for myself
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user GYATTTT
lilymhe HELLO????
yourusername hi Lily 😋
user ‘a little treat’ and it’s a g wagon, oh to be y/n 😫
champagnepapi i needa learn the basics of f1
yourusername LMFAOOOOO
fan omg he didn’t even like the picture, what have we come to?
fan the heartbreak we’re having
charles_leclerc hey y/n, wanna go to a museum?
yourusername do you think they have a cry room there?
centralcee woah
user DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT
michaelbjordan 😫
user SHE’S COLLECTING THESE MEN LIKE POKÉMON LMAOOOOO
prada 🥰🤍
carlossaniz55 mi madre says hi
yourusername hi Mama Sainz 😋
user not Drake literally reposting this and putting the ring emoji????
user he delulu just like us omg
sza i would quit my job for you if you asked
yourusername SZA NO DON’T
beyonce ❤️
“Lewis Hamilton has broken up with influencer girlfriend, sources say.”
three months later
yourusername
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yourusername you’ve been hiding in plain sight then appeared, oh i know 🤍
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lewishamilton i love you so much, my princess ❤️
yourusername i love you and btw i left you some stir fry for when you get back ❤️
zendaya FUCKING FINALLY
landonorris WEDDING WHEN
lewishamilton we actually eloped last month but we’re planning the official wedding :)
user THEY LITERALLY DATED FOR LIKE TWO MONTHS AFTER THAT AND NOW THEY’RE MARRIED?!
user how are they married after two months?? that’s so short
user they’ve literally been best friends for 20+ years…
cleosol so grateful to be part of the proposal, love you two
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user THE PINK WIG REFERENCE OMGGGG
user now THIS is friends to lovers done perfectly
user Lewis and Y/n, did you two get podium because you two just got married? 🤨
lewishamilton yes.
yourusername yes and because we’re amazing drivers
pharrell congratulations you two! 🤍
marsaimartin MY PARENTS Y’ALL
landonorris actually, they’re my parents 🫤
marsaimartin did they ever pick you up from school?
landonorris yourusername pls confirm this????
yourusername 🫣
lewishamilton • 44 min
#formula 1#formula one x black reader#x black fem reader#f1 x reader#f1 x you#formula one x reader#x black reader#f1#lewis hamilton x reader#lewis hamilton fic#lewis hamilton x black reader#f1 imagine#f1 fic#f1 fanfic
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Could you do fic for Peter 'Bono' Bonnington with wife reader? Bono was on the way to meet his wife and kid(s) and was stopped by Nico Rosberg. Nico's like an excited child trying to make a convo with him. And his family just laughed while watching Nico fumbling over his worlds in front of Bono. Nico then spotted them and decided to ask them a few questions. Just something fluff and sweet. Add something if you want to. You decide how it ended. Thanks!! :)))
look at me, still getting fics out
(also my current inbox is about 30, if this ever gets above 50, i'm closing requests :D)
Please keep requesting - y'all have awesome ideas we agree on a lot of stuff :) - my guidelines are here, and if you want some prompts, they are here.
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peter bonnington x wife!reader
Bono was excited for this weekend. His wife had brought their 3 year old twins to their first race and so he was speeding through his meetings and the paddock to find his family.
And was he a little in his head?
Yeah
Did that mean he really had to bump into Nico Rosberg?
Apparently, yeah.
“Oh, hey Bono, um, wonderful to see you the paddock, I mean, you are always in the paddock, but y’know, obviously nice to see you…” Nico was floundering, panicking. He’d obviously seen Bono when he was in the Mercedes paddock, but that was before he had become the force he was today.
“Yeah Nico, lovely to see you too, is there anything you need?” Bono was a little annoyed, he just wanted to find his wife and kids, but he was happy to indulge Nico for a second as he tried to find them.
Y/N was barely 5 metres away, having enjoyed a nice coffee and some lunch with the kids. She felt like a spy sitting there with her sunglasses watching as Nico fumbled for his words, blushing and panicking, as her husband tried to look for a way to find his family, or at least a way out of this conversation. She smiled, before picking up her bag, and pointing out to her children their father, as they sprinted through people’s legs to get there.
“Dad! Dad!”
Bono turned around with a huge smile on his face, as he spotted his kids, opening up his arms, as they hugged him, picking them up.
He almost forgot about Nico as he let teh kids talk about how cool he looked and what they’d done at school that week.
Almost.
As he put the kids down, and placed a soft kiss on his wife’s lips, he noticed Nico crouching down and talking to his kids.
“Hello, what are your names?” Nico asked while crouching down to the 3 year olds level.
“I’m Clara and that’s Carl.” The girl, Clara, seemed a lot more confident that the boy, her brother, Carl, who almost was hiding behind his sister.
“It’s lovely to meet you both, I’m Nico, I’m friends with your dad. Are you gonna follow in his footsteps and be racing drivers? Or follow mum’s footsteps and be ballerinas?” Nico asked
“Oh god, Nico. The endless debate in our household. Clara wants to get into karts, but Pete is against it. And Carl wants to get into ballet and I’m against it. So…” Y/N laughed as she hugged Nico as he stood up. “Lovely to see you though.”
“Lovely to see you as well, come around for a dinner some time, Viv would love to see you.” Nico smiled before crouching down to the kids level “and Clara, if you ever need a kart, and your dad won’t let you, call me, and I’l buy you one, okay?”
“Nico stop corrupting my kids.” Bono laughed, before starting to usher the family back to hospitality.
“I would never.” Nico feigned shock, before waving goodbye and returning to Sky.
“Now, c’mon, I’m hungry, let’s go get lunch!”
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taglist: @leosxrealm, @tallrock35, @wolf-knights, @janeholt3, @pear-1206
#f1 x reader#miloformula123fan#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#peter bonnington x reader#bono x reader#peter bonnington fic#peter bonnington#peter bonnington x female reader#peter bonnington x you#peter bonnington x y/n#bono fic#bono#bono x female reader#bono x you#bono x y/n
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Fandoms + Ships (for Prompt Purposes)
As I like to reblog prompts a lot but have the annoying little habit of jumping ship on a fandom fast than a pirate invasion, I decided it is finally time I make an official list, which will be constantly updated as I develop new interests! If there’s a ship you want to request but it isn’t here, just ask and I’ll let you know where I stand with it!
The Hunger Games
• Everlark (Katniss/Peeta)
• Finnick/Annie
• Haymitch/Effie
• Katniss/Madge
Future Man
• Josh Futturman x Reader
Burn
• Billy x Reader
HSMTMTS
• Caswen (Ricky/EJ)
• Portwell (EJ/Gina)
• Mashlynn (Maddox/Ashlynn)
• Ricky/Jet
The Vampire Diaries
• Stelena (Stefan/Elena)
• Mattlena (Matt/Elena)
• Tylena (Tyler/Elena)
• Elenijah (Elijah/Elena)
• Barolena (Bonnie/Caroline/Elena)
• Stexi (Stefan/Lexi)
• Denzo (Damon/Enzo)
• Forwood (Tyler/Caroline)
• Maroline (Matt/Caroline)
• Bamon (Bonnie/Damon)
• Bamenzo (Bonnie/Damon/Enzo)
• Carenzo (Caroline/Enzo)
• Dalijah (Damon/Elijah)
• Parkwood (Tyler/Liv)
• Klayley (Klaus/Hayley)
Legacies
• Handon (Hope/Landon)
• Jandon (Josie/Landon)
• Henelope (Hope/Penelope)
• Hizzie (Hope/Lizzie)
• Kizzie (Kaleb/Lizzie)
• Methan (MG/Ethan)
• Ked (Kaleb/Jed)
• Dark!Jobastian (Dark!Josie/Sebastian)
• Landizzie (Landon/Lizzie)
Teen Wolf
• Sciles (Scott/Stiles)
• Scydia (Scott/Lydia)
• Mccallinski (Lydia/Scott/Stiles)
• Stalia (Stiles/Malia)
• Malydia (Malia/Lydia)
• Stira (Stiles/Kira)
• Scira (Scott/Kira)
• Liason (Liam/Mason)
• Allydia (Allison/Lydia)
• Allerica (Allison/Erica)
• Berica (Boyd/Erica)
• Malisaac (Malia/Isaac)
• Lydora (Lydia/Cora)
• Allora (Allison/Cora)
• Scanny (Scott/Danny)
• Malira (Malia/Kira)
The Witcher
• Yennskier (Yennefer/Jaskier)
• Geraskerer (Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier)
• Raskier (Radovid/Jaskier)
• Trennefer (Triss/Yennefer)
• Geralt/Triss
EastEnders
• Frobby (Bobby/Freddie)
• Chryed (Christian/Syed)
• Ballum (Ben/Callum)
• Sukeve (Suki/Eve)
• Ben Mitchell/Kheerat Panesar
• Jack Branning/Michael Moon
• Whitney Dean/Chelsea Fox
• Whitney Dean/Lauren Branning
• Lauren Branning/Peter Beale
• Lauren Branning/Lucy Beale
• Peter Beale/Fatboy
• Zack Hudson/Martin Fowler
• Zack Hudson/Felix Baker
• Anna Knight/Bernie Taylor
• Stacey Slater/Danielle Jones
• Peter Beale/Tamwar Masood
• Darren Miller/Tamwar Masood
• Tamwar Masood/Afia Khan
• Masood Ahmed/Jane Beale
• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale
• Anna Knight/Bobby Beale/Freddie Slater
• Linda Carter/Alfie Moon
Friends
• Roey (Rachel/Joey)
• Chanoey (Chandler/Joey)
Stranger Things
• Elmax (El/Max)
• Elumax (El/Lucas/Max)
• Byclair (Lucas/Will)
• Byler (Will/Mike)
• Ronance (Robin/Nancy)
• Steddie (Steve/Eddie)
Glee
• Blam (Blaine/Sam)
• St. Hudson (Finn/Jesse)
• Tike (Tina/Mike)
• Quinntana (Quinn/Santana)
• Pezberry (Santana/Rachel)
• Quinncedes (Quinn/Mercedes)
• Sike (Sam/Mike)
• Jarley (Jake/Marley)
• Kurtbastian (Kurt/Sebastian)
The Flash
• Barrisco (Barry/Cisco)
• Snowbarrisco (Caitlin/Barry/Cisco)
• WestStein (Joe/Martin)
• Superflash (Barry/Kara)
• Thallen (Barry/Eddie)
•Westthallen (Iris/Barry/Eddie)
• Westhawne (Iris/Eddie)
Outlander
• Jamie/John
• John/Brianna
• Brianna/Roger
• Lizzie/Josiah/Kezzie
• William/Denzell
Lucifer
• Lucifella (Ella/Lucifer)
• Douchifella (Lucifer/Dan/Ella)
• Mazifer (Maze/Lucifer)
• Douchifer (Dan/Lucifer)
• Chlaze (Chloe/Maze)
PJO/HoO
• Jasico (Jason/Nico)
• Jercy (Jason/Percy)
• Perachel (Percy/Rachel)
• Rachabeth (Rachel/Annabeth)
• Pipabeth (Piper/Annabeth)
Merlin
• Merthur (Merlin/Arthur)
• Mercelot (Merlin/Lancelot)
•Merwaine (Merlin/Gwaine)
• Morgwen (Morgana/Gwen)
The Dumping Ground
• Elektra/Faith
• Elektra/Carmen
• Carmen/Lily
• Tyler/Jody
• Jody/Sasha
• Tyler/Ryan
• Chloe/Candi-Rose
• Candi-Rose/Bird
• Candi-Rose/Jay
The Story of Tracy Beaker
• Tracy/Crash
• Tracy/Ben
• Tracy/Lol
• Lol/Wolfie
• Crash/Rio
• Justine/Rebecca
Life With Derek
• Dasey (Derek/Casey)
• Derek/Sam
• Derek/Trevor
• Casey/Sally
Boy Meets World
• Shory (Shawn/Cory)
• Jeric (Jack/Eric)
• Eric/Jason
• Shawngela (Shawn/Angela)
• Shawpanga (Shawn/Topanga)
Girl Meets World
• Rilaya (Riley/Maya)
• Riley/Zay
• Riarkle (Riley/Farkle)
• Lucaya (Lucas/Maya)
• Maya/Zay
• Riley/Maya/Zay
Descendants
• Jal (Jay/Mal)
• Jaylos (Jay/Carlos)
• Mevie (Mal/Evie)
• Hevie (Harry/Evie)
• Buma (Ben/Uma)
• Umaudrey (Uma/Audrey)
• Haudrey (Harry/Audrey)
• Humaudrey (Harry/Uma/Audrey)
• Bevie (Ben/Evie)
iCarly
• Creddie (Carly/Freddie)
• Carly/Sam
• Carper (Carly/Harper)
• Sparper (Spencer/Harper)
Victorious
• Tandre (Tori/Andre)
• Jori (Jade/Tori)
Zoey 101
• Quogan (Quinn/Logan)
#about meeee#ships and shit#my ships and fandoms#prompts#ignore me while I ramble#again if there are any ships or fanfoms not lisred here that you aren’t sure about my interest in just ask!
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