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Bonus chapter: Bali vacation

The golden rays of the Bali sun danced across the lush greenery as Yn and Joris stepped out of their dorm in the private villa, greeted by the aroma of exotic flowers and the distant sound of cascading waterfalls. Charles, Alexandra, Andrea, Arthur, and Anthoine were already up, chatting excitedly about the day's plans. She took in the warm breeze, feeling the excitement bubble within her. This vacation was long overdue, especially after Charles' recent success in Australia.

"Bon matin!" She called out with a wide grin, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Good morning, sleepyheads!" Charles replied, her own excitement palpable as she joined the group. "What's on the agenda for today?" She asked her brother while hugging her younger brother and seeing him happy after tough times.

"Today's agenda: waterfall exploration" Charles announced with a grin while having breakfast, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Sounds perfect" Yn replied, matching her brother's enthusiasm. She glanced at Joris, who was already capturing the moment with his camera, a wide smile etched on his face.

Their first stop was Tegenungan Waterfall, its cascading waters a sight to behold. 

“Can you believe we're actually here?" Yn exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she took in the breathtaking scenery

Charles chuckled, slinging an arm around her shoulders. "It's about time we took a break from the fast life, don't you think?"

Joris nodded, his arm wrapped securely around Yn's waist. "Definitely. It's like something out of a dream," Joris murmured, his gaze fixed on the natural wonder before them

Yn nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of serenity wash over her. "Let's take a dip" she suggested, kicking off her shoes and wading into the refreshing waters, as she couldn't resist the urge to dip her toes into the cool pool below, laughter bubbling from her lips as Charles playfully splashed water at her

"Charles, stop!" she giggled, trying to shield herself from the playful assault

"Never!" he declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes

As they dried off and continued their journey, they stumbled upon an elephant sanctuary. Yn's heart swelled with joy as she interacted with the majestic creatures, where they had the opportunity to interact with these majestic creatures up close. Yn couldn't contain her joy as she fed bananas to them and marveled at their intelligence

"This is incredible," she murmured, her eyes shining with wonder

"It's incredible how gentle they are," Alex remarked, her heart swelling with affection for the magnificent animals

Joris captured the moment, his camera clicking away as he immortalized their shared experience. Yn stole a glance at him, a surge of warmth flooding her heart at the sight of her boyfriend capturing memories they would cherish forever

"Isn't this amazing, Jojo?" Yn exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as they passed by colorful stalls selling handmade crafts and aromatic street food

Joris wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his gaze mirroring her awe. "Absolutely stunning, just like you," he whispered, earning a playful nudge from Yn

Later that day, as the sun dipped below the horizon,  laughter echoed from the terrace, where Joris and Anthoine were engaged in a friendly game of table tennis

"Looks like they're having fun," Yn remarked, her gaze drifting to where Alexandra and Andrea were engrossed in conversation by the pool

"They certainly are," Charles agreed, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "It's good to see everyone enjoying themselves”

After a delicious dinner prepared by Andrea and Yn, where she and Andrea bonded over their shared love of cooking, exchanging stories, they found themselves sitting on the terrace, a stack of board games spread out before them

"È così bello cucinare con te, Yn" Andrea said, a smile lighting up her face. (It's so nice cooking with you, Yn)

Yn returned the sentiment, feeling a sense of belonging in Andrea's presence. "Grazie, Andrea. È un piacere" (Thank you, Andrea. It's a pleasure)

"Prepare to lose, little sis," Charles teased, eyeing the Scrabble board with determination.

Yn laughed, shaking her head. "We'll see about that, frère"

As they played, the competitive spirit that ran in the Leclerc blood took over, and soon they were engrossed in a fierce battle of words.

In between rounds, Yn stole glances at her brothers, feeling a surge of affection for them. Despite the pressures of their respective careers, moments like these reminded her of the unbreakable bond they shared.

The following morning, Yn joined Alexandra for a shopping excursion, exploring the vibrant markets and boutique stores that lined the streets of Ubud.

"Tu trouves quelque chose d'intéressant?" Alexandra asked, holding up a delicate handcrafted necklace. (Do you find anything interesting?)

Yn nodded, admiring the intricate design. "Oui, c'est magnifique!" she exclaimed, smiling warmly. (Yes, it's beautiful!)

As they wandered through the bustling streets, Yn couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. In the midst of paradise, surrounded by loved ones, she knew that this vacation in Bali would be a cherished memory for years to come.

Their adventures in the island, led them to vibrant markets, where Yn and Alexandra indulged in a spree of shopping, their laughter ringing through the air as they haggled with vendors over colorful clothes and lots of  souvenirs.

"It's so nice to spend this time with you," Yn smiled, linking arms with Alexandra as they strolled along the bustling streets.

"I couldn't agree more," Alexandra replied, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the breeze.

"Tu trouves quelque chose d'intéressant?" Alexandra asked, holding up a delicate handcrafted necklace. (Do you find anything interesting?)

Yn nodded, admiring the intricate design. "Oui, c'est magnifique!" she exclaimed, smiling warmly. (Yes, it's beautiful!)

One evening, Yn and Joris stole away for a romantic dinner in a quaint village restaurant, savoring each moment of solitude amidst the bustling energy of Bali.

Tu es magnifique ce soir" Joris murmured, his eyes sparkling with adoration (You look beautiful tonight)

Yn's cheeks flushed pink as she leaned closer, her heart fluttering at his words. "Merci, mon amour, toi aussi," she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips

"Il fait tellement beau ici, n'est-ce pas?" Yn remarked, her eyes sparkling with joy as she savored the flavors of Balinese cuisine. ("It's so beautiful here, isn't it?")

Joris nodded, his gaze softening as he reached across the table to take her hand. "C'est magique, tout comme toi." ("It's magical, just like you.")

As they reached the villa, laughter and chatter greeted them. Charles and Arthur were engaged in a heated game of Monopoly, their competitive spirits evident in every move.

"Ah, look who's finally decided to grace us with their presence," Charles teased, flashing a grin at his sister and Joris.

"Monopoly, encore?" Yn teased, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. ("Monopoly, again?")

Charles chuckled, exchanging a knowing look with Arthur. "You know you love it, Yn."

"Care to join in?" Arthur asked, gesturing to the board.

Yn chuckled, shaking her head. "Maybe other day. Jojo and I have other plans for the evening."

Joris smirked, wrapping an arm around Yn's waist. "Indeed we do."

Charles and Arthur's expressions shifted from amusement to mock horror in an instant. "Yn!" Charles exclaimed, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Trop d'information!" (Too much information!) and Joris and Yn leave laughing at her brothers antics

Yn, Charles and Arthur also had time to go on a special siblings' day, their bond as strong as ever. They shared stories, laughter, and secrets, relishing the precious moments they spent together.

"Regardez, Yn!" Artie exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a display of souvenirs

Yn smiled, marveling at her brother's enthusiasm. "C'est magnifique, Artie! Let's get one for maman and Lolo, shall we?"

"Tu sais, Artie, peu importe ce qui arrive, nous serons toujours là l'un pour l'autre," Yn said, squeezing his hand reassuringly. (You know, Artie, no matter what happens, we'll always be there for each other.)

Arthur nodded, a grateful smile tugging at his lips. "Merci, Yn. Je ne sais pas ce que je ferais sans toi." (Thank you, Yn. I don't know what I would do without you.)

"Vous êtes les meilleurs frères du monde," Arthur declared, wrapping his arms around Yn and Charles in a tight hug. (You're the best siblings in the world.)

"Et vous, vous êtes les meilleures frère Turtur," Yn replied, pressing a kiss to his forehead. (And you're the best brothers)

Their week was filled with laughter, love, and cherished memories, weaving a tapestry of moments that would forever bind them together as siblings.

Under Anthoine's guidance, Yn delved into the art of photography, discovering a newfound passion for capturing moments frozen in time and she absorbed the wisdom of Anthoine.

"Merci pour ton aide, Anthoine," Yn said, gratitude shining in her eyes. (Thank you for your help, Anthoine.)

Anthoine grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. "De rien, Yn. C'est un plaisir de t'aider." (You're welcome, Yn. It's a pleasure to help you.)

"Patience et passion sont les clés de la photographie," Anthoine explained, his words resonating with Yn as she captured the beauty of Bali through her own lens. (Patience and passion are the keys to photography.)

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Yn couldn't help but feel grateful for the precious time spent with her loved ones in the enchanting paradise of Bali.

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Are you gonna do a chapter based on Joris’ birthday

Bonus chapter: Joris bday

sorry to be late for this been very busy with assigments

WARNING: SMUT!!!! (at the beggining only) then its lots of fluff

The sun kissed the city of Montecarlo, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. It was a special day for Joris, and Y/N couldn't wait to celebrate his birthday.

Soft and lazy kisses trailing slowly down his bare chest have Joris’ eyes shifting behind his eyelids as he wakes up, unwillingly being pulled into the start of the day. A small grunt sounds from his chest in refusal to open his eyes, yet the soft little pitter patters now walking down the dips of his abs stir the butterflies in his belly.

His attention draws to the fingernails hooking under the waistband of his boxers, the somewhat ache in his crotch seeping through the thick layer of sleep he was in.

He hears shuffling under the covers, suspecting what - or who - that could be, causing a smile to creep up his lips. He lifts his hips willingly for his shorts to be pulled down, just for his cock to be taken hold of by two soft, warm little hands.

And then, what he didn’t expect but hoped for - silky, warmth and wetness all wrapped around his tip as the lips are wrapped around him.

She was determined to make Joris’ birthday as special as it can be, hence she started by giving him head. “Holy shit, baby,” Joris’ voice is deep but there’s a hint of desperation in it as you give him head “Fuck you’re crazy today.”

“Just spoiling the birthday boy, amour,” Yn smiles at him, tapping his cock against her tongue and ensuring he watches while she does it.

“Je t’aime tellement chérie” he says with a breathy voice.

"Je t’aime aussi, bon anniversaire, mon amour!" Y/N exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

"Merci" Joris replied, returning the embrace as both of them lay on the bed entangled in each other. "Are you ready for today?"

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"Absolutely," she replied with a smile. "Let's make it unforgettable."

They embarked on a day filled with Joris' favorite activities, from making the most of the sunny day and sailing on Charles’ yacht (which she had to plead him for but Charles after knowing it was for Joris’ bday couldn’t say no), to going shopping at his favorites boutiques and having lunch in the same restaurant they have being going since they can remember and whose owners know them as it’s a very small restaurant not in the most tourist zone of the principality and most of the clients are Monaco natives.

As evening descended upon Monaco, they made their way to a chic restaurant nestled in the heart of the city. The air buzzed with excitement as they took their seats, anticipation building in her for the surprise they had planned for Joris.

As the waiters dimmed the lights, Yn could hardly contain her excitement. She glanced at Charles, who winked in response, their plan about to unfold.

Suddenly, the room erupted into cheers as the waiters emerged, carrying a decadent birthday cake ablaze with candles. Joris' eyes widened in surprise, his laughter echoing through the restaurant as his friends surrounded him, sharing in the joy of the moment.

"Surprise!" they chorused as the waiters appeared carrying a birthday cake with candles and bengals.

"Joyeux anniversaire, Joris!" Y/N exclaimed, her heart swelling with happiness as she caught his delighted expression.

"Merci, merci à tous!" Joris exclaimed, his eyes shining with gratitude.

They savored the exquisite meal, sharing stories and laughter late into the night. With each toast and shared moment, Y/N felt a deep sense of contentment wash over her. These were the memories she cherished most—moments of pure joy spent with the ones she loved.

As the clock struck midnight, they bid farewell to the restaurant and ventured into the lively streets of Monaco. The club was already alive with the sounds of laughter and music as they stepped inside, the neon lights casting an electric glow over the dance floor.

"Let's make this a night to remember!" Charles shouted over the music, his voice filled with excitement.

Y/N laughed, feeling the rhythm of the music coursing through her veins. This was home—surrounded by loved ones, lost in the magic of the moment. As she glanced at Joris, his smile illuminated by the neon lights, she knew that this birthday would be one they'd never forget, knowing that as she saw Joris’ very happy face as he conversed with Charles and their friends in their booth.

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SHE LOVES CONTROL ; prologue.

summary — being a woman is difficult.what about being a woman who is pursuing a career in motorsports? you would be met with pandemonium.that was the story of her life.always having to fight for a place among the big leagues ; in this case the men just to prove she belonged in the sport.

her last name didn’t help her much either.the world would continue to bark and bite away at her confidence — even more so if they knew of her family ties.that was the reason why she chose to race under a different name,everyone would respect her so called “underdog” story after all.

the drivers were….alright to say the least.she knew of their prying eyes and judging stares when she had first made her appearance on the grid.thankfully,there were a few diamonds in the rough to help her out.for now,she just needed to prove herself to everyone ; quench her hunger for victory.this was going to be a wild season..

pairing — f1 22-23 grid x fem driver!reader,love interest tbd

warnings — misogyny.

teaser | prologue | chapter 1

FROM J ⛅️ : hello everyone!! the prologue is here <3 it’s just a little teaser to Y/N and her character,also her friendship with albonoooo 😮‍💨 she’ll interact with the other drivers soon,don’t worry! please lmk your thoughts and if you want to be added to the taglist!

“Who run the world? Girls! Y/N Y/LN to race for Formula 1 — establishing her place as the first woman to race in the big leagues since Maria Teresa de Filippis”

“Do women really belong in Motorsport? What makes Y/N Y/LN so special?”

“A recipe for disaster: Y/N Y/LN’s Formula 1 debut and what it could mean for the future of motorsport”

Headline after headline.

Articles either criticising her every move or stating their unwavering support for her.

She read each and every article published about the news — eager to know how the world would react.A part of her already made peace with the reality that there would be people reacting terribly towards the news ; let it be a man or woman.The men simply viewed her inferior to the other drivers,commenting on how her biological capabilities were “leagues away” from the other nineteen…..just because of what was between her legs.The women on the other hand were possesive…thinking she would steal away their beloved drivers because she definetly was the only female presence on the paddock.

It was humorous really,how a mere woman wanting her career to align with motorsports could cause such an uprise of reactions among everyone.

Her eyes scanned over the headlines again and again.Laughing at the things they had to say.She found the articles scrutinising her every move amusing — it was ironic how they perceived her as ‘unworthy’ of a seat.

Yet,she did beat everyone else in Formula 2 in terms of points…claiming her place as the champion.

Becoming the champion of Formula 2 was a tough fight.She had stayed there for a few years,giving it her all to stand above all with victory — and she did in the end.Did they hate her because she was victorious? Or was it because she had rightfully earned her place among the others? She would never know..not like she wanted to anyway.

“You haven’t even had your debut,yet you’re causing an uproar on the internet” he hummed in amusement standing next to her while he observed her reading the words on her phone.His british accent was hard to miss as she chuckled along with him.“I think it’s admirable” Alex added on with his voice filled with sincerity.A bashful smile made its way on her face,flattered and touched by his words.

“That makes me a little more hungry to prove to everyone I belong here” she admitted with a chuckle.She was eternally grateful for the little support she had coming from him and her family…though she was more discreet when it came to the family part.He placed a hand on her shoulder squeezing it softly.

“You will.” he nodded his head,patting her back before making his way to the car.Her nerves buzzed with excitement ; her last race as a reserve driver.A few more months,and that seat would be hers.She felt remorseful for Latifi because he lost his seat…but it would be her turn to take on the mantle now.She would take his place since he didn’t perform.

That was Formula 1.

A sport dependant on results.If you didn’t deliver, it was best to kiss your seat goodbye.She could only cross her fingers and pray the 2023 season was kind to her.She needed the team to see her results….see her effort.There was no way she worked her ass off just to quit now.Thankfully,James Vowles was there to see her worth.She had caught his eye — he was watching her races in Formula 2,undoubtedly raising his expectations with the performance she served on the track.

It was only a matter of time until she was offered a seat,he was unwilling to let such talent go to waste.

Williams.

Not her first choice for a team when it came to making her debut but — she was eternally grateful she had a seat regardless.It was also a step closer to Mercedes….even if she didn’t want aim to race with them.

Not when he would be there.

BAHRAIN 23’ : THURSDAY.

“How do you feel about making your Formula 1 debut this Sunday?” the reporter asked curiously as he jotted down notes in his journal.The two RedBull drivers on her left and right turned their heads to observe her,eager to know what she had to say.

“It’s definitely nerve wracking — I’m feeling quite nervous to be honest” she admitted with a shy smile.Max and Checo chuckled softly at her words,the 2-time world champion nodding in understanding on how she would feel.

“But…I feel excited as well.I want to prove to everyone that I deserve to be here just as much as the others.With Williams and Alex supporting me,I hope I can do exactly that” she finished her sentence,putting down the mic as fans clapped at her answer.It was diplomatic ; she was biting her tongue and choosing not to express her true feelings.

If she had the right to be a 100% honest there would be a lot more of….colourful words being spoken.

The fans were definetly a plot twist.Hearing them cheer for her was heartwarming.She still did recieve her fair share of hate,but she would “focus on the positives” — just like dad advised.He was all the wiser when it came to motorsports anyway.

”Well Y/N,I hope the season treats you well.You’ve already made a name for yourself so I’m sure all will go smoothly”the reporter replied to her,the girl smiling bashfully and thanking him for his kind wishes.

The press conference ended after a few more questions being thrown here and there.She walked over to the managers with a pep to her step while maintaining the calm expression on her face….even if her heart felt like it was about to burst.Alex stood there as well with small smile gracing his face.Her first press conference as a Formula 1 Driver! It was a milestone to her.

“You did amazing” Thea — her newly appointed PR Manager said with a smile.She chuckled softly,taking the water bottle she was offered with for a sip.Her heart screamed with excitement,adrenaline coursing through her veins even if it was only Thursday.There were three more days for her to impress everyone.

She shaked off her train of thoughts with a smile.Opening her mouth,she answered with a cheeky response.

“I hope I can do the same on-track then”

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SOFT. — yt22

pairing . . . yuki tsunoda x reader summary . . . after the particularly disappointing Canada Grand Prix, all Yuki needs to come home to is his partner, cooking for him, as well as fully prepared to be his own personal pillow for the week. warnings . . . nothing really! notes . . . guys I literally love Yuki so much :( also, this is pretty short!!

masterlist

━━━━━━━ YUKI WASN'T HAPPY with how the Canadian Grand Prix ended, but at least he was on his way home, which was all that mattered. He knew you would be home when he touched down, and he'd be touching down in the evening.

He would drive himself home, but he knew you'd be waiting for him there, his favorite dish cooked for him and a bath ready to be ran for him. You catered to his every need when he got home, ready to drop any and everything for him.

It's not like you really had much to worry about, you worked from home. That also made traveling with your boyfriend much easier, being able to hold your entire job on one laptop.

Yuki was right, as soon as he pulled the front door open, the smell of his favorite dish wafted through the air. He was home, and he was safe. He left his work behind him, on the front doorstep. He was home, he didn't have a facade to live up to anymore.

You still stood in the kitchen, dishing out two plates of food when he walked into the kitchen. You faced him, smiling before setting everything down and walking over to him. Wrapping your arms around him, and feeling his around you after so long, was the most relieving part.

"Are you hungry, Yuki?" Your voice was soft, nothing more than a careful whisper. He tiredly nodded, sitting down across from you at the dining room table. You smiled as he ate, he always loved this part of your guys' tradition.

"Should I run us a bath today or tomorrow?" Your hand reached his, tucking into it from where you sat. Yuki was finishing up his meal, drinking most of the cup of water you'd set out for him.

"Tomorrow. I showered before getting on the plane, I want to sleep." He complained, rubbing at his drowsy eyes. You smiled, taking care of both of your plates. It was a matter for tomorrow to wash them, so you pulled Yuki into your guys' bedroom.

You'd made the bed earlier, the windows were pulled open, sheer curtains waving in the moonlight breeze. Yuki and you changed into pajamas, joining each other under the blankets. It was warmer beneath them, and it was also warmer in his arms. But tonight was about Yuki. So, you gathered his head into your chest, and pushed your fingers through his hair.

As they moved through his hair, they scratched against his scalp, which effectively put him to sleep.

MASTERLIST!

FORMULA 1

mv1 - made for lovin’ you baby

ls2 - nothing yet . . !

dr3 - nothing yet . . !

ln4 - nothing yet . . !

pg10 - nothing yet . . !

fa14 - nothing yet . . !

cl16 - nothing yet . . !

ls18 - nothing yet . . !

yt22 - soft

aa23 - nothing yet . . !

zg24 - nothing yet . . !

eo31 - nothing yet . . !

ob38 - nothing yet . . !

lh44 - nothing yet . . !

cs55 - nothing yet . . !

gr63 - labyrinth ( part one )

- labyrinth ( part two )

op81 - matching bracelets

MOVIES

donnie darko - doll

- baby

- relax!

dazed and confused - nothing yet . . !

it 2017 - nothing yet . . !

gran turismo - nothing yet . . !

batman begins - nothing yet . . !

evil dead rise - nothing yet . . !

the lost boys - nothing yet . . !

the conjuring - nothing yet . . !

the amazing spider-man (or spider-man overall) - nothing yet . . !

scott pilgrim vs. the world - nothing yet . . !

dinner in america

- are you flirting?

SHOWS

brooklyn nine-nine - nothing yet . . !

avatar the last airbender - nothing yet . . !

the walking dead - nothing yet . . !

the umbrella academy - nothing yet . . !

chilling adventures of sabrina - nothing yet . . !

a series of unfortunate events - nothing yet . . !

titans - nothing yet . . !

pen15 - nothing yet . . !

MISCELLANEOUS

dc universe - father of the year.

- defiance.

- mornin’ ( just jason )

- like like! ( just damian )

- you have kids? ( just damian )

- late nights ( just dick )

- number one ( just damian )

- safe haven ( just jason )

- summer’s over ( damian and jonathan )

anything else requested will either get their own part or will be placed down here! - nothing yet . . !

LABYRINTH - gr63

pairing . . . george russell x fem!reader summary . . . you never actually meant to wish your bother away, but if you wanted him back, you'd have to travel to the goblin king's castle and retrieve him. But maybe you don't go back, maybe the goblin king entices you, and you have to make a decision. warnings . . . literally a labyrinth!au because I watched the movie last night and I watch it consistently every summer, other than that, nothing else. notes . . . i don't remember where this idea came from, I just had the idea of it and decided to make it. also, this is only part 1!! be patient for any other parts. <3

━━━━━━━ YOU HELD YOUR crying younger brother; he was relentless as you pleaded with him to stop. Unbeknownst to you, after you had started your spiel about the goblin king taking him away, you were under watch. Goblins sat around the room in the cover of darkness as you finally laid Toby to rest.

"I wish the goblins would take you away, right now." You spat, flipping off the light and walking away into your room. You paused mere seconds later, silence filled the hall and your father and stepmother's room. Unusual.

The room was the same as before, Toby's crib sat in the middle of the carpet, close to your stepmother's side of the bed. Reaching into the crib whilst expecting the worst, your nightmare came true - Toby was missing.

Suddenly, a flash of lighting elicited an owl to bang against the window of the room you were in. Snarls and weird noises filled the silent air, it left you scared and spinning around in horror. Once the owl broke open the window, it became he.

"You're him, right? You're the Goblin King." Your eyes widened; he stood in all his glory before you. He was different than you expected, a slightly scrawnier man with light blue eyes and fluffy (albeit messy,) brown hair. He was gorgeous.

"I want my brother back, please." You pleaded with him once you regained your composure. Staring into his eyes was hard, seeing as he was more beautiful than you could've ever imagined.

"What's said is said." He had a British accent as he spoke, staring you down from where he stood on the windowsill of your father and stepmothers bay window.

"But I didn't mean it!" You exclaimed, tears filling your eyes. Had George not been the Goblin King who was madly in love with you, after years of watching you, he would've taken pity and returned Toby. How was he supposed to convince you to be his Goblin Queen if you could leave with your brother and be okay with it?

"Oh, you didn't?" He grinned as you stood motionlessly. He was rather intimidating.

"Where is he?" You pleaded with him, trying to drag the answer from his gorgeous lips - why were you staring at his lips?

"You know that very well." He spoke effortlessly, as if he'd done this thousands of times before. He hadn't, but he had dreamt of this moment with you.

"Please, bring him back." A tear slipped from your eye, and George had fought everything in himself to reach forwards and wipe the tear from your face. He had a plan to conduct, making any mistake would be costly.

"Go back to your room, play with your toys and costumes. Forget about the baby." He stepped even slightly closer to you, but you hadn't noticed. Distraught raced over you, Toby could be in danger!

"I cannot." You sighed. It was a quiet understanding you had reached as he spoke; you needed your brother back and you needed him back now.

"I've brought you a gift." George grinned slightly, this was going well, and he knew that. It would lead to an ultimatum you would make in the end, but you didn't know that this was all nearly scripted. You were playing right into his trap.

"What is it?" You were interested, your eyes sparkling with some sort of wonder.

"It is a crystal, nothing more. But, if you turn it this way," he rolled it in his hands again and again, "and look into it, it will show you your dreams. But this is no gift for a girl who takes care of a screaming baby." he was still messing around with the crystal ball, moving it around in a near hypnotizing way.

"Do you want it?" He asked her, she sheepishly nodded, "Then forget the baby." He added. You, however, were stubborn. Toby was still your brother, and you still needed him back.

"I cannot." You sighed, "I do appreciate what you're trying to do for me, but I want my brother back." your eyebrows furrowed instantly, thinking about what he might be going through. "He must be so scared." you worried aloud. George watched, a small grin formulating along his lips.

"Do not defy me, you are no match for me." He stepped forwards, but you stood your ground.

"But I must have my brother back." You felt another tear leave your eye. This time, George was close enough to wipe it off, an intimate gesture that left you flustered and weak in the knees. You shook off the feeling, scolding yourself instantly.

"He's there, in my castle. Do you still want to look for him?" George pointed through the window. The landscape changed instantly, switching from the rainy darkness that once was, to a barren wasteland esque area, filled with an intricate design of twists and turns - the labyrinth.

"Is that the castle beyond the Goblin City?" Your voice shook slightly as you stepped up to the platform, George was not far behind you.

"Turn back, dove." The small nickname sent an unwanted rush of butterflies through your stomach, and you kept your face forwards. "Turn back before it is too late." He added, acting as if he had not just called you an intimate name.

"I cannot. Do you not understand?" You felt like breaking down and sobbing. How selfish of you to say that, to say that and get Toby - oh, the poor baby! He must be horrified! - sent away to a place both of you were unfamiliar with.

"What a pity." George was grinning.

"It doesn't look that far." You noted, scanning the area before you.

"It's further than you think, and time is short. You have thirteen hours to solve the labyrinth before your baby brother becomes one of us forever." His voiced echoed out a "such a pity" before fading out into the distance.

"It doesn't look that hard, c'mon feet." And you were off on the worst mistake of your life, you should have stayed home and accepted defeat, you could've run away and changed everything about you, but you got yourself into this mess, which means you'll have to get yourself out.

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is this too niche I feel like no one really knows this movie anymore

rip David Bowie though </3

LABYRINTH ( ii ) - gr63

pairing . . . george russell x fem!reader summary . . . you never actually meant to wish your brother away. but if you wanted him back, you'd have to travel to the goblin king's castle and retrieve him. But maybe you don't go back, maybe the goblin king entices you, and you have to make a decision. warnings . . . still the labyrinth!au !! nothing else :) notes . . . this is part 2 of the original post! scroll to the bottom to read part 1 if you havent yet <3 also, like one use of "(name)" in this entire thing

━━━━━━━ THE WALK THROUGH to the labyrinth was the easiest part. You had found that the only easy part was walking to the labyrinth and staring at it. At the edge of the labyrinth, your eyes fell upon a goblin that was turned to a small pool of water.

"Excuse me? Excuse me!" You called out, stepping forwards as the goblin quickly zipped up his pants and turned to you, he was... disturbing, to say the least. But you had to adjust to the faces of the goblins, this was the way Goblin City anyways - or, at least, you hoped.

"Oh," his voice was loud and raspy as he turned to you, "it's you." he sounded displeased, staring at you from where he stood - which was rather taller than you expected. You were taken aback by his rudeness, but shook it off in a second.

"i have to get through this labyrinth. Can you help me?" You asked, watching as he picked some weird contraption up, scanning the air quickly before finding a small flying... fairy? Fairies were real?

"Oh, how sweet." The goblin turned from you, spraying a fairy before counting - "Fifty-seven!" and moving on.

"How could you?" you gasped loudly, rushing towards the fairy and cupping it into your hands, "Poor thing." you cooed, glaring at the goblin a second later.

"You monster!" You accused him, your face morphing into one of anger. A sharp stinging pain shot through your hand - "It bit me!" you cried out, dropping it out of surprise. You began slowly walking after the goblin, cradling your injured hand in your chest.

"What did you expect fairies to do?" The goblin seemed amused, waddling onwards in a line.

"I thought they did nice things, like granting wishes." You thought back to the countless childhood stories, Peter Pan, Cinderella, all of them. Fairytales had painted the creatures as sweet and beautiful things that helped people and did good things, not bite people and be mean.

"That shows what you know, doesn't it?" He snickered, "fifty-eight!" left his lips as he sprayed another fairy. He was an unkind goblin, and it irritated you. You'd been frustrated enough today, George and your brother, your evil stepmother, and your mean father.

"You're horrible." You snarled, your hands dropping to your side. This was pointless, all of it was. You hadn't even gotten into the labyrinth, and you already wanted to turn around, forget Toby, and run away forever.

"No, I'm not. I'm Hoggle." Hoggle finally gave his name, you rolled your eyes without a problem. "Who are you?" He didn't seem like he'd meant it, he seemed like he wasn't even listening to anything you were saying.

"(name)." You answered, folding your arms over your chest and continued after Hoggle.

"Thats what I thought - fifty-nine!" He muttered, spraying the next fairy he saw.

"Do you know where the door is?" You were hopeful he'd finally answer you, but, as you expected, he didn't. He remained impossible to get any straight answer from, and it made you even more upset than before.

"Maybe." He answered.

"Well, where is it?" You hopefully asked again.

He didn't answer you, continuing to walk before being bit by a fairy, he exclaimed a small "Oh, you little..." before spraying it and counting it - it was his sixtieth fairy of the day.

"Where is it?" You were more restless than before, glaring at his back as you continued after him.

"What?" He was clueless.

"The door." You deadpanned, expecting the answer.

"What door?" He responded.

"It's hopeless asking you anything!" You cried out, throwing your hands up and your head back in anguish. You were losing time over this, and if he was to be no help, you would just... forget about Toby.

"Not if you ask the right questions." He continued forwards, the complete opposite of this conversation.

"How do I get into the labyrinth?" you finally asked after letting his response flow through your head a few times.

"Now that's more like it. You get in..." He scanned the wall before pointing, "there." when you grinned and followed where his finger was pointing, he spoke up again - "Are you really going in there?" He asked.

You nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid I have to." you sighed out the ending of your sentence, you didn't want to do this at all. Thankfully, you at least got your answer.

"Cosy, isn't it?" He tried joking, because now he just seemed sorry for you. Why would he be sorry? He didn't know you, and this was all your fault anyways, if you hadn't been so selfish... if you hadn't been so upset.

"Would you go left, or right?" You decided to ask Hoggle, turning to him after scanning both ways you could go through the labyrinth. "They both look the same." you worriedly add, gently folding your hands together over and over again - a nervous habit.

"You will not get very far." Hoggle told you, shaking his head while staring at you. You found yourself rolling your eyes again - Hoggle the pessimist.

"Which way would you go?" You rephrased your question, hoping for a better decision this time around. When would you learn?

"Me? I wouldn't go either way." Hoggle snorted out of humor, making you scoff.

"If you won't help me, just leave." You groaned, shaking your head.

"You take too many things for granted. Take this labyrinth, even if you get to the center, you'll never get out again." Hoggle muttered, shaking his head this time. He was still irritating you incessantly, making you furthermore upset with him and everyone.

"That's your opinion." You groaned, trying not to lose your cool right then and there.

"It's better than yours." Hoggle sassed instantly.

"Thanks for nothing, Hogwart." You rolled your eyes once more before turning down a path and beginning your venture into the labyrinth, time was of the essence.

"It's Hoggle! And don't say I didn't warn you." He muttered, his voice losing its boost as you walked further away, further away from him, further away from safety, and further away from your perfect sanity.

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MADE FOR LOVIN' YOU BABY

pairings — max verstappen x reader

warnings — nothing but fluff, pretty much just domestic love yk, kinda like the Jason Todd one i wrote

summary — Max wasn't actually a mean guy outside of the grid, he was actually a very loving guy that you had fallen for.

notes — writing f1 stuff will this thrive like my batfam stuff (also this is on my computer so it might be different) (and i’m also kinda writing on my phone?? idk) and it’s crazy short whoops

━━━━━━━ YOU WERE GLAD that Max was finally on his break. You could finally see him for a while, and he wasn't as busy with his media presence and all that. He was all yours until the season started back up again.

You could feel the stubble Max had yet to trim against your shoulder, and you tiredly turned to him, groaning before a smile landed across your face. Despite how early it was, Max's face was able to easily make up for that.

"Morning, Max." You scooted closer to him, kissing him softly. When you pulled away, you smiled happily at him. He smiled back, kissing you before you laid on his chest, feeling his heartbeat against your cheek.

You both stayed like that for another hour, before you got up and went to the kitchen while he delt with the few things he had to for the day. Eventually, he found you downstairs.

You had made a healthy enough breakfast, plating it up for the two of you to eat outside on your balcony. You two sat together on a small couch in a mess of tangled limbs. You remained there, even well after you both finished breakfast.

It was a comfortably quiet time, one the two of you had found yourselves accustomed to ever since he had begun his break from racing.

you had both found the time you spent together, tucked away in your home, had been spectacular thus far. you were now well adjusted to always having Max by you now.

“wish you could stay home like this forever.” you muttered tiredly into his chest, smiling when one of your cats hopped up to where they two of you laid together.

running your hand along the cats fur, you could feel Max looking at you. with a little effort, you finally met his eyes, which were filled with nothing but love and happiness.

“everyone on the grid is so wrong about you being a bad guy. you’re such a softie.” you teased, smiling and poking his side. he smiled wider, throwing his head back and laughing.

“you’re the only one who sees me this way, obviously everyone else thinks i’m a bad guy.” Max rolled his eyes.

“liar. not Charles. he’s probably more in love with you than me.” you joked, dropping your head back down onto his chest, listening to the steady beats of his heart.

it was calm all around. there weren’t any loud cars driving through, you could hear the birds around you two as the sky began to light up, the afternoon at a steady approach.

it just felt like morning. you two had on sweaters, blocking out the morning cold. eventually it would warm up a little more, but wouldn’t get unbearably warm like the summer would.

“i wish i could stay here forever, y’know. right here, on this couch, until we grow old and gray.” you began drawing patterns on his rising and falling chest. you felt it move with laughter, which made you laugh.

“go back inside and play Mario Kart?” Max grinned. you sat up, a determined look crossing your face as you nodded excitedly. you had bought the old Nintendo 64 console and multitude of fun games in Miami during the Miami Grand Prix. you and Max were obsessed.

round after round, insult after insult, it ended with the two of you laughing together in a mess of limbs on the floor.

all Max was made for was love, his insults never had any angry backing, his apologies were instantaneous after any argument, and his priorities in your relationship was very well set.

he did his best for you, and you returned the same bouts of love.

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MATCHING BRACELET

pairings — oscar piastri x reader

warnings — none

summary — you love making bracelets, so it was easy to come up with the genius idea of making you and your boyfriend matching bracelets.

notes — this made me wanna make a version for five 😰 also i’ve read every yuki thing on this app guys please put out more 😞🤬 also woah no way it’s short?? i have such small motivation 😞 btw, working on requests!! expect soon maybe

━━━━━━━ YOU HAD A TALENT FOR MAKING bracelets. whether it be on a bracelet wheel, beaded, or a knot bracelet, you loved making them. more specifically, you loved making them for others.

your boyfriend knew that better than anyone else. it wasn’t a surprise that you’d fallen into a steady habit of making bracelets for him before he left.

his entire jewelry collection was either fan made or made by you, and he definitely wasn’t complaining — it always gave him something to talk about in interviews.

“can you make me one with green and blue?” Oscar asked late one night, his phone held in his hands, your face on the screen.

you looked up from your bracelet wheel, smiling and nodding. you had of course (read his mind,) already known he would want one. what he didn’t know, was the second part of your super totally secret plan.

that night, after he’d fallen asleep on the call, you had begun creating two bracelets. they both had hearts, but one had a green background and the other had a blue background, the same with the heart colors.

now all you needed to do was wait for him to come home, and you could surprise him.

he came home two days later, not only was it good since he’d just won, but because you also missed him an insane amount. he mentioned how he would be on a break for a little, and that made you happy.

originally, he came home late at night, finding you asleep in your shared bed already. he didn’t hesitate to take a shower and join you in bed afterwards, your body curling into his like muscle memory.

it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep either, relaxing into your comforting embrace and eventually he was sound asleep.

you guys slept until the sunlight creeped through the curtains, basking you both in a comfortable warmth that lasted as you slowly adjusted to the morning.

neither of you, by any means, had the plan to wake up and instantly do something. you cherished these mornings like nothing else, curled up to your boyfriend with the sun casting a warm temperature all over.

“‘morning.” he groggily muttered, wrapping his arms tighter around you, as if to mold the two of you together. you smiled into his chest, breathing him in. you’d missed him.

“morning.” you muttered, looking up at him. you shared a sweet and soft kiss. it was peaceful, there was no rush to spend every second together, because you currently were.

“i have a surprise.” you smiled wider, rolling over slightly and grabbing the two bracelets.

“you made two?” he asked.

“no, Osc, one for me and one for you.” you showed him the initials on the end of them both, and handed him one. he smiled, kissing your head. you both agreed to wear them later.

“now we can match. matching bracelets. i’ll never take it off.” he muttered, yawning.

“what about racing?” you scooted closer to him, closing your eyes.

“i’ll do the paperwork.” he muttered.

no surprise the two of you fell asleep again, waking up later that morning and spending another hour in bed.

your day started at 11:30ish that morning, and had officially began after you both helped each other out the bracelets on.

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·₊̣̇. charles leclerc ·₊̣̇. older verstappen

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Max' older brother who charles has had a crush on since they first met, where charles figures out that older brother has been holding back in raceing so their dad focuses on him so he doesnt hurt max, and charles is in awe because older brother could have made it into formula 1 a while ago and charles doesnt think hed be able to do something like that if it were him, so charles decides to help male reader as much as he can without being noticed

·₊̣̇. older verstappen - charles leclerc x male!verstappen!reader

Charles always knew Max had an older brother, but never thought he would actually meet him. The first time y/n came to the paddock alongside Max, Charles was mesmerized. You’re perfect dark blond locks, icy blue eyes and muscular form had him drooling. He couldn’t believe someone could outdo max’ beauty.

They quickly became mates, finding out more and more about each other. And then racing came up. Y/n didn’t talk much about his racing career, since he almost had the same childhood as max. Yes, we are talking about Jos Verstappen. The devil of Max’ and Y/n’s past.

First, Jos had tried to get y/n into racing, which had been successful until f3. Then Max came along when he tried to win his 3rd karting championship, which he had lost due to the fact Jos was busy with max.

While you were explaining it, Charles suddenly interrupted. “But if your father had kept the focus on you you surely would have been in f1 for years now, mate.” Talking about years, it could have been about 15-ish years. 

“I know Charles, but I'm really stepping back, my dad can stay focused on Max and his championship.I want him to stop nagging at my head to keep racing.”Charles sighs. “Y/n ur missing my point, you should try to get back in. I know you’re stepping back nd shit, but I guarantee you, you will become wdc.” 

That night, y/n stared blankly at the ceiling when he was in his hotelbed. What did Charles mean? Does he want you there, or does his dad and my brother want me to continue the thing I loved so much? These thoughts slid away once he was falling asleep.

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These next few weeks y/n and charles have been sneaking around, trying to find a way for y/n to come back into racing. Their friendship grew more and more, eventually turning into a situationship. What exactly was it?? No idea. Friends with benefits? Possibly. Did they care to label it? No, they just left it like that.

Did y/n get to f1? Yeah! But for how long??

I guess we’ll never know.

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a/n : here your request :p at some points i made it slightly different, but normally it shouldn't be to far off of the request! i made it a small blurb tho bc its like 10pm so 😭

Hi sugar, I know it’s been awhile since I posted something on here. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to write or stopped. I would love to post again but don’t know what to write or who to write about. My requests are opened ❤️

Soooooo here is a list of people I could write about. Please, if there isn’t someone on the list that you like, ask me and I’ll see what I could do. I’ll take requests.

Fictional characters

Harry Potter

• Harry Potter

•Fred and George Weasley

•Theodore Nott

•Draco Malfoy

•Blaise Zabini

Criminal minds

•Spencer Reid

•Derek Morgan

•Aaron Hotchner

•Luke Alvez

Wednesday

•Xavier Thorpe

•Ajax Petropolus

Stranger things

•Steve Harrington

•Eddie Munson

•Mike Wheeler (age up)

•Billy Hargrove

• Jonathan Byers

Non-fictional people

Metallica

•Kirk Hammett

•James Hetfield

Motley Crue

•Nikki Sixx

•Tommy Lee

GNR

•slash

•Izzy stradlin

•duff McKagan

Megadeth

•Dave Mustaine

Formula 1

•Charles Leclerc

•Carlos Sainz

•Toto Wolff

•Lewis Hamilton

•Daniel Ricciardo

•Lando Norris