Pairing: Lando Norris x widow!reader Summary: A year after losing your husband to an F1 crash, his teammate comes by and regrets never coming to check in on you. Warnings: 18+ only, grief and loss, depression, mentions of blood, alcohol WC: 2.2k
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It doesn’t matter how long the night may seem, dawn will find a way to fight the darkness and break in a new day. Another day without him.
365. It had been 365 days since he left this world for an eternity among the stars. Even now, a year later, you struggled to say his name without spiraling into the abyss where you wished you could join him.
“Racing is my oxygen, I need it to survive.” That is what he had said whenever someone asked him if he was thinking about retiring.
“I hate you,” you murmured to the picture of your wedding day, the bright smiles something that hadn’t been seen inside these four walls for a year.
You could almost hear his mocking laugh and you sighed at the truth, you could never hate him. He was your other half, he completed you. You hated that he had left you and the emptiness that had remained in his absence.
“I miss you.”
A knock sounded at your door and you dragged yourself through the silent house to see what had been delivered. You didn’t want to have to interact with anyone, let alone on a day like this one. “Just leave it on the step.”
“Y/N?”
You stumbled at the voice and froze, wondering if it was too late to climb back into bed and pull the covers up over your head and hide from the world.
“Please, Y/N, open the door,” Lando called out.
They had been teammates. They had been friends. The three of you had spent so much time together the media joked Lando wasn’t third wheeling but a part of a throuple.
Your hand trembled as you reached for the stiff deadbolt, the harsh scrape evidence of how long it had been since it was last opened for a grocery delivery almost two weeks ago.
After the funeral, everyone else moved on with their lives while you were left with dozens of decaying bouquets and sympathy cards that could never replace your husband. For a while there were phone calls and invitations but leaving the house had become daunting and eventually those had stopped entirely. You couldn’t blame them.
“Jesus,” Lando muttered as you opened the door. “Are you alright?”
“What are you doing here?” you asked as you pointedly ignored his question.
He shuffled on the doorstep as he shifted his balance about. “It’s the memorial unveiling today, I thought you might want someone to drive you.”
If you could feel anything, you might have felt angry. “I didn’t know there was an unveiling.”
“Shit, seriously?” He ran a hand through his curls that had grown longer than he used to keep them. “You should be there.”
He carefully stepped around you and into the house, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the stale air before he frowned. You couldn’t remember when you last opened the curtains, preferring the dark where you could sit in his shirt and pretend he was still with you even after his scent faded from the material.
Lando stepped into the kitchen next, opening the fridge and cupboards to find them almost empty before slamming them closed.
“I know what you’re thinking,” you said lamely as he stormed across the room to grab your shoulders. “I’m fine. I was going to order groceries today.”
“This isn’t fine, Y/N!” He sighed and released his grip so he could pull you into his arms. “I should have come by sooner.”
You froze as you felt the first human contact in months and felt his heartbeat against you, the rhythmic thump enough to jolt you back into control and you pulled away, wrapping your arms around yourself protectively.
“I’m not your problem, Lando.” You turned to the door that was still open, his comical Fiat Jolly parked in the drive. “You should go.”
His head dropped as he slowly walked past, pausing only a moment to say something before he thought better of it and shook his head, closing the door behind him.
The road noise in the retro pastel blue car was too loud to hear anything when Lando’s phone rang so he pulled over into the next parking lot off the busy streets and found Oscar’s name on the caller ID.
“Hey mate, what’s up?”
“Where are you?” his teammate asked in a hushed tone. “The ceremony starts in five minutes and you’re the one who actually drove with the guy.”
Lando stared out ahead at the shop space he had pulled into and saw it was a food mart. “I’m not going to make it.”
“What could possibly be more important than this?”
“I’ll talk to you later, tell them to start without me.” Lando hung up without a goodbye and rushed out of his car, an apology sent to his friend in heaven.
There was no knock at your door this time, there was just the quiet scratch of the pot plant moving across the concrete step before it was unlocked and swinging open.
You didn’t even have the energy to rise from the bed you had crawled back into, there was only one person who knew where the spare key was hidden. He pottered around in the kitchen and you heard the doors opening and closing before his bare feet padded softly down the hallway.
“Coming in,” Lando warned as the door creaked open and he stepped into your room. “I hope you’re wearing something.”
Before you could ask why he gave you the answer and ripped the blankets off the bed. Cold air rushed in and you shivered as you pulled the hem of your husband’s shirt further down your thighs. The orange and grey pattern on the shirt caught Lando’s attention and his eyes turned down before he turned away and opened the closet.
You weren’t sure if he was expecting to see one half empty but you hadn’t been able to box up a single item. You were clinging onto them, and the memory they represented, for dear life.
He grabbed a casual dress he had seen you wear before and tossed it over, the soft cotton covering your legs. “Get dressed.”
“Lando!” He had already disappeared back down the hall and you groaned as you rolled off the bed and onto your feet. The material hung loose around your body in a way it hadn't before and the dress was no longer flattering as you stood in front of the mirror.
It was the first real time you had looked in the mirror and you barely recognised yourself. Your skin no longer glowed, your hair was knotted and unkempt and your eyes held no life where they were sunken into your face.
Needing to try salvage something of your dignity, you tried to brush out the knots but the handle snapped and you stared at it in disbelief. Sudden rage hit you as you failed at such a simple task and you threw what remained of the brush at the mirror, shattering the image but somehow making your reflection more true to how you were feeling.
“Y/N?” Lando skidded to a stop, barely missing the shards of glass on the carpet. “Are you alright?”
“No,” you admitted aloud for the first time and your legs gave out as reality crashed into you. “I miss him so much.”
You didn’t feel the glass slash your legs or the sharp pain as they stabbed your knees. You didn’t feel the warm blood seeping into the carpet or Lando’s arms as he picked you up. You didn’t feel anything but the overwhelming sense of loss like a fist squeezing your heart from inside your chest.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you,” Lando murmured as he sat you on the kitchen side and cupped your face. “I’m sorry I wasn't here.”
“I’m not your problem,” you reminded him as you shook his hands off your face. “You were his friend and I’m not an inheritance.”
“I’m your friend too. A shitty friend, but I’m going to fix that,” he said as he looked down at your bleeding knees, “starting with this.”
He went to the cupboard above the fridge to find nothing had changed and the first aid kit was still on the shelf you struggled to reach, but he easily did. You tried to get a bandaid from it as he placed it on the benchtop beside you but he moved your hands back and gave you a warning look.
“This might hurt,” he apologised as he broke the top off a saline bottle and started to rinse the blood away. “There’s some glass stuck in there - maybe we should go to the hospital.”
“I’m not going back there, especially not today,” you said with a lick of venom and a shake of your head. “There’s whiskey in the back of the pantry, just give me some of that.”
He seemed dubious about the idea but knew how stubborn you could be and exhaled a resigned sigh before getting the half empty bottle. He looked at you through the clear glass, above the sloshing amber, and you could feel the judgement in that stare.
“I have trouble sleeping.”
He didn’t give you a response as he handed it over before getting a chair to sit on, placing your foot on his knee so he could try to get the glass out with a pair of tweezers. To be honest, you were numb to everything and didn’t even need the alcohol but you gulped greedily at the spiced whiskey.
“What’s that?” you asked as you noticed a pot on the stove, steam softly billowing up, and then you noticed the mouthwatering scent.
“Vegetable soup. You need to eat.”
“When did you get so mature?” The joke fell flat as he looked up and you saw the depth of his own grief that he let escape from where he had buried it.
“A lot has changed in a year.”
There was no appropriate response to be said so you took another swig and felt the warmth of the alcohol hitting your empty stomach while he continued to pull shards of glass out.
“All done,” he said as he gathered the rubbish and left you to inspect the bandaids plastered all over your knees and skins too.
“If you ever look for a change in career, nursing isn't the answer.”
His lips curled up with a small laugh as he checked the pot and gave the soup a stir. “You’re meant to say thank you.”
“Thank you, Nurse Norris.”
Lando returned to where you were sitting after lowering the heat on the stove and tapped his finger on the stack of mail beside you. He picked up an envelope with the F1 symbol beside the return address and flipped it over before seeing almost a dozen others just like it.
“Your invitation is probably in one of these.”
“Did you know there’s a clause in the contracts for ‘surviving spouses’?” You laughed bitterly and tipped the bottle back, no longer feeling the burn of the alcohol rushing down your throat. “They send a cheque every month, the very people who killed him and I want nothing to do with, and if it wasn’t already bad enough, they send it in his name.”
Lando looked at the envelopes and frowned. “Seriously?”
You took the top one and ripped through the seal to show him the cheque address to René Gauthier. On and on, you tore them all open and Lando swallowed deeply as the mess grew.
“Do they think €10,000 a month is going to make everything better? Nothing they do can bring back my husband.”
“Nothing can fix what happened,” he said as he wiped your cheeks that you hadn’t noticed were damp with tears. “I know it doesn’t make it any easier but they brought in new regulations this year, so it doesn’t happen again.”
“Sometimes I wish he hit those officials,” your voice broke at the whispered confession. “He would have had to live with that guilt, but at least he would be alive. Oh god, I’m a terrible person.”
René had been labelled a hero for the manoeuvre he had done to save the lives of the officials that were in the wrong place. He had put himself into a wall swerving away from them and while they had walked away unscathed for their mistake, your husband had died for his. It wasn’t fair.
“You’re not a terrible person, Y/N,” Lando reassured you as he pulled your hands away from where you had hidden your face in shame.
The alcohol had hit your system and you closed your eyes as the room swayed, your words falling unfiltered as your head spun. “Racing was his life, Lando, but he was mine. I don’t know how to live without him.”
The bottle disappeared from your fingers and you lifted your heavy eyelids to see Lando putting it on top of the cupboards out of your reach.
“You find a way to live because it's what he would want.” He scooped you up off the counter and your head fell into the crook of his neck without resistance. “You find a way to live because we’ve already lost too much. I’m not going to lose you too.”
Click here for part two.
People don’t change. Sometimes they just forget who they really are.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Epilogue
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A huge thank you to @sinceweremutual for helping put this together! This fic wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for all the ideas we discussed and shared.
Pairing - Damon Salvatore x ofc
Warning: um...i don't think so
A/N: You will notice a condensed narrative because the focus of the story is Lucy not Elena and frankly she doesn't care about most of what's going on.
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A couple of weeks after Lucy had officially moved into the boarding house, she was spending one of her rare nights alone. The brothers were bonding and, despite their insistence she was welcome to join, she had opted to give them some time without her. They’d dropped her off at the Grill and she’d had a meal with a couple of drinks. Now, she was walking home.
The boarding house was a bit of a walk, but it was a beautiful evening. She had a little smile on her face as she made a mental list of things she needed to do the next day as she meandered toward home. She’d just reached the edge of the business district when a firm grip on her arm tugged her sideways into an alley. The figure that stood before her as she was shoved back into the wall made her lip curl in disgust.
He was dirty and drunk. He sneered as he looked her over and crowded into her, trying to use his size to intimidate her. She’d seen him around town once or twice but had never gotten any particularly creepy vibes off him. Guess she was wrong. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
He jerked his head back as if the bored tone of her voice was insulting. Perhaps it was. After all, he was probably expecting pleading and fear. “I’m just trying to get to know you, sweetheart. There’s nothing wrong with that is there?” He tried, and failed, to sound innocent.
“This isn’t how you get to know someone, asshole.” She clenched her teeth together and a muscle twitched in her jaw. “Tell you what, I’ve had a pretty good day today. You should take advantage and let me go before you piss me off.”
“I don’t think so.” He took a step to close the already minimal distance between them.
Lucy sighed. Why were there so many assholes in this town? Thrusting her arm forward, she used the heel of her hand to land a blow to his solar plexus. He stumbled back and she swept his legs out from under him before landing a kick to his crotch followed by another to his stomach.
As he curled in on himself, she searched through his pockets. She tossed his keys into the nearby dumpster and pulled out his wallet. “What are you doing?” he moaned as she flipped through the contents.
She used her phone to snap a picture of his ID before dropping it and the wallet on top of him. “I suggest you become an upstanding member of society, Daniel Tines, or we’ll be having another conversation. I’ll even introduce you to a couple of friends. I’m sure they’d just love to get to know you.”
She left him groaning behind her and continued her trek to the boarding house.
Lucy didn’t mention the incident to either Salvatore, knowing that as soon as she did Mr. Tines would no longer be a living resident of Mystic Falls. He was an asshole but that didn’t warrant a death sentence quite yet. Besides, it was always good to have a sacrifice on standby.
Near the end of summer, Lucy and Damon were watching mindless TV and swapping stories when Stefan entered the room and sat in one of the chairs. He was quiet for a long time before announcing, “I’ve enrolled at the high school.”
The other two exchanged a look before Damon turned off the television and leaned forward to stare at his brother. “Why?”
The disbelief was so heavy in the vampire’s voice, Lucy couldn’t help but laugh. She agreed completely, but still.
Stefan shrugged as pink tinted his cheeks. “Call it curiosity. It’s been awhile.”
She huffed. “Curiosity about a certain teenager, more like. This is borderline creeper, Stefan. Don’t be a Cullen.”
He shook his head and stood. “Not funny.”
“I’m hilarious, Salvatore,” she called after him as he left.
“That was pretty funny,” Damon said with a smirk as he turned their show back on.
“Did you see this?” Lucy called into the void of the house as she entered, newspaper in hand. Why the town still had a local paper, she had no idea, but she read it religiously.
The brothers appeared from separate parts of the house. “See what?” Stefan asked.
She folded the paper so the article she’d been reading was on display and handed it over. Stefan’s brows furrowed as he read before passing the paper to his brother. “Animal attacks?”
“Well, it wasn’t me. And it obviously wasn’t Stefan unless he fell off the wagon without mentioning it.” Damon tossed the paper onto a nearby table. “So that means…”
“Another vampire is in town,” she finished for him. “This is an awfully small town for there to be three vampires here. What are the odds?” Damon’s gaze darted between her and his brother and Lucy instantly grew suspicious. “What do you know, Salvatore?”
He sighed and raked a hand through his hair before motioning for the other two to follow him. “My timing in returning to town wasn’t coincidental. When I told you Katherine died in the fire at the church, that wasn’t exactly true.” He poured a glass of bourbon and downed it before continuing. “There’s a tomb beneath the church. The vampires were locked inside. Are locked inside. With the return of the comet, it should be possible to open the tomb.”
Stefan stared at his brother with wide eyes. “You can’t be serious, Damon. We don’t know anything about those vampires. Even the few we did know, there’s no telling what all that time locked away has done to their mental stability. They could tear this town apart.”
Damon held up a hand to cut off his argument. “I had originally intended to rescue Katherine, the rest of them be damned. Now, I don’t really give a shit. She can rot with the rest of them. I won’t be opening the tomb, little brother.”
Lucy arched a brow and poured her own glass of liquor. “What changed your mind?”
“You.” His simple answer had her turning in surprise. He laughed at her expression. “Talking to you about her—about everything—made me realize a lot of things. The primary one being that she didn’t give a shit about either of us. She got off on playing us against each other. On seeing if we would betray one another for her. It was a power thing. I’m better off without her. Hell, the world is better off.”
Stefan pursed his lips as he thought and Lucy wondered if he agreed with his brother or if he was still feeling nostalgic for his old flame. Finally, he nodded once. “Good. Leave her right where she is.”
Conversation then moved to finding the vampire feeding and killing near town. Their presence was a threat to the brothers and they would need to be dealt with one way or another. Lucy fell asleep to Stefan playing with her hair while his brother rubbed a hand along the legs she had draped across his lap.
A few days later found them once again discussing the vampire as they sat on the couch. Two campers had been killed and there had been an attack at the first day of school bonfire. The brothers had patrolled the woods, but so far they had found nothing. They were all becoming frustrated at the lack of progress.
Lucy was turned on the sofa so her back leaned against Damon’s side. He hooked an arm around her to keep her next to him. Stefan sat at the other end and rubbed her feet absently while they talked over the music she had playing in the background. That was probably why none of them were aware of their visitor until she appeared in the doorway.
Lucy tapped Damon’s arm while nudging Stefan with her foot at the same time. They glanced at her before following her line of sight to the girl.
“Elena,” Stefan exclaimed and Lucy pulled her legs back so he could get up.
When she tried to get up to greet their guest, Damon held her in place. “Nope.”
She sighed and rolled her eyes. Stefan led Elena further into the room. “This is my brother Damon and our friend Lucy.”
Lucy offered a little wave. “Sorry for the rudeness. Damon’s being an ass and won’t let me up.” She swore she could feel Damon’s smirk behind her. Stefan simply chuckled, well used to their antics.
“It’s fine.” Elena gave a small smile as her gaze darted between the three of them. If the confusion on her face was anything to go by, she was trying to figure out their dynamic. Who exactly they were to one another. “Nice to meet you.”
“Yes. It’s nice to put a face with the name.” Faux sincerity dripped from Damon’s voice. Lucy elbowed him even while she smiled and was rewarded with a small grunt and a cough as he choked on his drink. He squeezed slightly, promising retaliation. Stupid vampire.
Stefan shot Damon a look that was clearly a warning to shut up before turning back to his crush. “I apologize, Elena, we were in the middle of something. We should exchange numbers so you can call before you come over next time.”
“Harsh,” Damon muttered not loud enough to be heard by the girl. Stefan shot them a glare as Lucy bit her lip to hold back a laugh.
Stefan led Elena toward the door and Lucy tuned out their conversation.
“What do you think?” Damon asked.
She shrugged. “She’s cute. I can see the appeal.”
“You are such a girl. I meant about the vampire problem.”
“Was that supposed to be an insult? I am a girl, you know.” Annoyance colored her words.
He kissed the top of her head. “I know, Luce. Trust me. I know.”
Elena came to the boarding house a few more times, but for the most part her and Stefan hung out elsewhere. Truth was, Damon and Lucy weren’t seeing much of the younger Salvatore. Not only was he spending as much time as possible with Elena, he’d joined the football team at her insistence. And hadn’t Damon had a field day giving his brother shit about that. Lucy thought it brought too much risk for exposure, but what did she know? She was just a human after all. That entire conversation had her rolling her eyes and spending the next two days avoiding the idiot.
The bonus vamp was still leaving a mess around town, the latest victim being the football coach/history teacher. According to Stefan the guy was a raging asshole and no one was sad to see him go so that was something at least.
After making the decision that Lucy needed to get out of the house more, Damon dragged her to the Founder’s party. It wasn’t exactly her idea of a good time, but it might be interesting and she got to buy a new dress. Damon wore a black suit with a shirt open at the collar while Lucy wore a knee length white dress with large red flowers splashed across it.
Once they arrived at the Lockwood’s, he placed a hand on her back to steer her into the house. Fortunately, the mayor and his wife were greeting people at the door. “Come in. Come in.”
“What a lovely invitation,” Lucy said to Damon with a smile.
“Wasn’t it though?” He flashed a smirk as they made their way to the bar.
They mingled and met more people than Lucy could possibly remember throughout the afternoon. They’d seen Stefan and Elena once or twice in passing but didn’t run into them properly until night had set in. Elena was in a room full of artifacts looking at the guest registry from the original founder’s party.
“Does that say Damon Salvatore? And Stefan Salvatore?” Elena asked as they joined them.
Stefan looked dumbfounded so Damon took pity on him. “Our namesakes. The original Salvatore brothers. Our ancestors. Tragic story.”
Stefan gave his brother a warning look. “We don’t need to get into all that. It’s boring.”
Lucy smirked and shook her head. Damon apparently thought it was his sworn duty to embarrass his little brother in front of the girl he liked. And Stefan was taking everything far too seriously, as usual.
“It’s not boring, Stefan,” Elena insisted. “I want to know more about your family.”
Damon turned to Lucy with a grin. “You should tell the story. You have such a flair for the dramatic. We couldn’t possibly do it justice.”
Stefan crossed his arms over his chest and smiled. “That sounds like a brilliant idea.”
Lucy looked between the two of them with a blank expression. “Why are you like this?”
“Come on, kitten. Elena is waiting for her story,” Damon goaded.
“I-It’s okay. Really. You don’t have to,” the girl said, not understanding what was going on between the three companions.
Lucy rolled her eyes and sighed. “It’s fine. You see, the two Salvatore brothers were the best of friends. They always stood up for on another, covered for one another with their asshole father. Damon bore the brunt of their father’s disappointment. He was forced to join the Confederates even though he didn’t believe in anything they fought for. A lot of Southern sons were in the same situation. It was shameful for the wealthier families not to do their part after all.”
She snatched Damon’s drink from his hand and took a swallow, needing the moisture. “When Damon returned from the frontlines, he found a young woman living in his home. Stefan was already smitten and it wasn’t long before Damon fell under her spell as well. She played the brothers against each other and loved every moment of it. They only discovered this fact when she was rounded up along with twenty-six other citizens thought to be Union sympathizers. They were herded into the church which was then set on fire. The brothers tried to rescue her and were shot dead by their own father. Their deaths were added to the tally for the Battle of Willow Creek and most people were none the wiser.”
Lucy couldn’t help a little smirk of triumph when the three people in front of her stared in stunned disbelief. While they’d talked about Katherine, she’d known details they’d never discussed. “Of course, there were a few people there that wrote everything down in a journal. Maybe they left it lying around the living room for a future generation to read.”
That earned her a sharp look from Stefan and she shrugged. He should have put it in his room if he didn’t want her to read it. That wouldn’t have stopped his brother but she, at least, wouldn’t snoop in there.
Elena cleared her throat. “That was quite the story. I wasn’t aware you were so close to the family. That’s great.” The strain in her voice said it was anything but.
“Well, I mean, I live with them, so…”
Her eyes widened and Lucy blinked. She had literally been there every time the girl had been over. Why was she so surprised?
“So, are you related or something?”
Lucy shook her head. “Nope. Picked Damon up hitchhiking this summer. I brought him home and they kept me.”
“They kept you?”
Damon patted the top of Lucy’s head. “Yep. Couldn’t stand to be without our little kitten. Life just wouldn’t be the same.”
She snorted and pushed his arm away so he’d quit patting her. Stefan was smirking but coughed and did his best to maintain a straight face when Elena glanced at him.
“Okay,” the girl said, stretching out the word. “I’m just going to go find Caroline. Nice talking to you.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, Lucy stuck out her bottom lip in a mock pout. “I don’t think she liked my story.”
Damon tugged her into him so her head rested on his chest. “It’s okay, kitten. I liked it.”
“Don’t call me kitten, Damon.”
“Okay, kitten.”
“I will literally set you on fire.”
“You scare me sometimes, Williams.”
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YN and Harry have been together for years. The problem is, even after being spotted kissing, they won't admit it at the beginning. Oh, there also is Judie and Teddy - their cute, little kids.
♡ Goldie - social media - swimmer!reader
Harry follows a competitive swimmer, YN on IG, and (lies you can imagine) it breaks the internet. YN attends his shows and their relationship just grows.
♡ Happy birthday, rockstar - social media - director!reader
YN's social media posts over the years wishing Joe a happy birthday. (part of an Action! series)
Harry x (ex)director!reader x Joseph Quinn
A story, where Harry and YN fall in love at Sign Of The Times music video set, challenge their relationship over the years, eventually fall apart and the aftermath of that break-up.
social media:
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6
written parts:
▪︎ first date ~2,8k words
A short story about two people being nervous on their first date.
▪︎ tolerate it ~3k words
YN sees how much Harry is distancing. Confrontation happens, unfolding cascade of events and feelings YN has buried within herself. Is this the end?
▪︎ champagne problems (part 2 to tolerate it) ~3k words
YN thinks Harry wants to save their relationship after the argument they've had. He thinks that, too. But the definition of saving can differ.
▪︎ heartbreak anniversary ~3,4k words
Harry holds an emotional conversation with his therapist, and then his family. If it wasn't heart-wrenching enough, Anne and Gemma have some news to share - something to tip the scales at the breaking point.
a/n: headers are made by me. if use, please give credit.
LOVE ME ALWAYS | HARRY STYLES X READER
organized in chronological order <3 LMA!U
AN AFTERNOON IN NEW YORK: harry and y/n spend an afternoon in new york, basking in both the sun and the company (2022)
↳ CONCRETE JUNGLE: a compilation of paparazzi photos taken of the styles’ in new york (a bit of an add-on to ‘an afternoon in new york’) (2022)
THE MONTHS PRIOR: a compilation of text conversations between highschool harry and y/n, just months before the infamous x-factor audition (2009/2010)
YOUNG LOVE: a fluffy interaction between highschool harry and y/n (pre-famous) (2010)
LOCKING UP: harry and y/n working the evening shift at the bakery (2010)
SCHOOLYARD LOVIN’: harry and y/n sharing some (fairly) innocent kisses in the schoolyard (2010)
WE THINK HARRY HAS THE X FACTOR: harry’s initial x factor audition (2010)
STRAY HAIRS: y/n does harry’s eyebrows (2012)
TEENAGE DIRTBAG: a collection of social media posts from harry’s and y/n’s 19th birthday celebrations (2013)
YOU’RE STUNNING: a little bit of harry and y/n before leaving the house for mtv video music awards (2013)
DARLING, LET’S RUN: a curious gazes blurb of harry and y/n leaving the 2014 american music awards after party (2014)
THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM: a late late show interview with one direction briefly featuring y/n y/l/n (2015)
YACHT CLUB: harry and y/n in st barts on a new year’s getaway with their families (2016)
GOOD MORNING: [coming 09/14/22]
EARLY MORNINGS: harry and y/n enjoying an early morning in bed (2018)
THE CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS: harry and y/n’s first met gala (2019)
SHE’S BUSY: y/n tries out a tiktok prank on harry (2021)
MIDNIGHT: y/n comforting her son after he has a nightmare (2022)
ITALIAN GETAWAY: paparazzi photos of the styles’ on their family vacation in italy (2022)
SOMEONE MISSES YOU: vienna explaining why she loves her daddy (2022)
NYC, NIGHT 6: [coming 09/11/22]
NYC, NIGHT 7: yn’s private instagram after harry’s concert (msg, night 7) (2022)
MINI-BLURBS
(Completed and ongoing series) (personal favs)
Six months by @fishnets-fingers (just 💗🤌🏻)
My way back home , Don't worry darlings ,
Laceleaf. by @be-with-me-so-happily (honestly anything bee writes is a masterpiece)
Tales from the modern incubus ,
The Queen's secret. by @gurugirl (just give them a read)
Only human by @tobesobri
Fix it, Daddy by @harrysonlylover (already hooked)
It's you by @babyiamperfectforyou (my lovies❤️)
Intruder by @lukesaprince
Love on tour by @gucciwins (one of my absolute favorites)
Wildest fantasies by @watchmegetobsessed ( 1st thing I have ever read on this app, it's my forever favorite, I'm actually gonna reread it now)
The story of you by @marmixedwithabitofintellect
Cruvy secrets by @swiftmendeshoran
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false starts and unthinkable mistakes Oscar comes to you at the end of a bad race
debuts and podiums how oscar celebrates after your first race, and first win.
mishaps online oscar accidentally posts a nude online the night before your big concert and launch. oops.
red flag you get in an accident on track
the disgraced pop princess oscar is your salvation after things so horribly wrong
-> his disgraced pop princess oscar is there for you through your first real GP weekend and everything else, of course
my girl fans made a youtube compilation of oscar and you being in love since your prema days.
slip-up oscar slips up about your wedding
pointe shoes and racecars you and oscar had grown up together, and grown apart. now you're teaching him ballet for a mclaren video. will you two reconnect?
family fights you and oscar were never meant to be together, lando made that clear. one night changes everything, then another changes it again.
accident prone oscar comes home one night hurt, how do you deal with it?
bad day you had an awful day, but at least you're coming home to him.
Stoic much? oscar might be too good at the whole 'keeping a secret' thing. like, really good.
wallflowers like flowers too you never thought you'd find love, especially not with your best friend at his sister's wedding.
chancer Can he figure out who you are at the masquerade ball before you leave forever?
mark my words mark (webber) 'slips up' about your marriage.
nothing bad! the sprint pisses you off, ted's notebook catches you at a bad time, you say some things, oscar posts some things, and it ends up being one of the most popular ad campaigns in history. oops.
quick tweet, big problem you and oscar are together, but the world doesn't need to know you're engaged. lando decides they do.
knowing me, knowing you you're a broadway star, and oscar has to know everything about a topic for the 'anything but F1' segment. win-win when his girlfriend is in the public eye.
gymming oscar doesn't want you going to the gym
then we can breaking up sucks.
first kisses being jack wolff's nanny is a pretty sick gig, especially when your old friend is an f1 driver and is interested in you...
-> first dinners being jack wolff's nanny is a pretty sick gig... only when your boss (/ father figure) isn't trying to interrogate your new boyfriend. (18+)
-> vampire oscar gets a new nickname...
guilt tripping oscar asks something of you that you know you can't do. you do it anyway and it ends in you two almost breaking up. almost.
farm girl what's a better way to a guys attention than shouting at him for being too slow?
sweating oscar has been acting strange
mixup oscar gets a bit jelly when you and franco get close
guilty oscar gets a bit worried about you when you start overworking yourself
get through it oscar's there for you after you loose your mom.
the trouble with racing at the first race of the season, oscar figures something out that could change his life forever.
-> different the differences are starting to show ow that oscar is going to be present in mia's life, and in turn, yours.
marriage talk oscar answers random questions for mclaren's instagram, not once did he think it would take him down this road...
family game night family game night in the off-season
hab oscar's experience of being your mechanic, and you winning on his birthday
new meetings oscar is terrified for you to meet his family, funnily enough, you already know a few of them...
mistakes the aftermath of the Hungarian gp
family issues lando (and his mum) are there for you during a difficult time.
catch-up lando after monza
the break up of the century you and lando break up on horrible terms, could a new album and a special performance bring you tow back together?
making moves Lando and you don't exactly get along and now you're quitting, he'll surely take it well, right?
misguided mishaps One bed between you and your brother's best friend… what could go wrong? (18+)
was it casual? the seriousness of your relationship wasn't exactly clear... leading to unforseen circumstances... (18+)
3 minutes lando overshoots an overtake, and you go off the track. what then ensues is the most stressful and awful 3 hours of his life.
2 hands your stunt-driver pulled out the day before the shoot, good thing you're dating an f1 driver. (18+)
risotto brazil was shit
prince charming lando brings his niece to the ballet, who knew he'd find love?
holidate Y/n, who gets mocked for being single, finds the perfect solution when she meets Lando, an F1 driver. Now she has the perfect date for her holidays, but her heart starts yearning for something more.
"oh yeah?" you and lando go out to celebrate his win and the championship, but you run into someone...
prison, not a promise lando proposes and it doesn't go as planned...
don't embarrass me you and lando have a fight on NYE
total wipe out lando has a chance encounter that changes his life
nothing to say based off of harry and karen's story in love actually
who's he? you've always been more famous, but now jack whitehall has decided to address it
cheeky he takes care of you whilst you are ill (emetophobia warning!)
cherry kisses all's fair in love and fake relationships, yet Lando Norris somehow still finds a way to play dirty
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Presenting… y/n y/l/n Tweets about our favourite F1 commentator!
Judgy McJudgy Pants or Osc? You decide! you and oscar are getting closer, or are you?
dangerous media things go downhill fast as you fall, and he has to catch you. what makes it worse is what he says after…
lies and flights you two have a moment, the moment ends, and so does something else...
confronting a confrontation in a hotel room doesn't go so well thanks to Franco's loud mouth...
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your first season as an f1 driver doesn't start the best, and you quickly realise McLaren doesn't like women very much. On top of that, your race engineer is as smug as the rest of them, and you have to deal with him all the time.
pairing: race engineer! oscar piastri x f1driver! fem! reader
warnings: lots of misogyny, lando is an asshole in this, illusions to ed behaviour, reader is not in a good head space, all of mclaren is super sexist, mentions of crashes and injuries.
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navigation for my blog :) (masterlist)
Kings of Leon
Wear something noticeable || Part 2
Equatorial Sun
What are you doing up?
My head is spinning over you
Pax Romana
Harry's grammy performance
You lied to me
Chocolate cake
Golden Boy
Nameless
Meeting her || Part 2 || Part 3
Echo
Camping
my best friend’s dad || part 2
Fragments || part 2
Entangled || part 2
The Cover || part 2 || part 3 || part 4
Dating hints
Pregnancy
Sadie Sink
Elsa Hosk
Lori Harvey
Pudderfly
Deepika Padukon
Dakota Johnson
Matilda Djerf
Gracie Abrams
Bella Hadid
Camila Morrone
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Summary: Harry is a young billionaire and CEO of his own company. He mostly keeps to himself, he is stern and very meticulous when it comes to business. He also likes to keep his personal life very private for the sake of his newly born son Oliver Styles. It isn't until he meets Y/N Y/L/N that everything changes. She becomes his new nanny after his previous one quits due to personal reasons. She is young, caring, and sweet. Will they ignore their feelings? Will Harry's girlfriend accept their love and leave them? Will she be able to cope with his busy agenda? What about Oliver's mother? Where is she? Who is she?
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Summary: Harry Styles, the cold and calculating son of a powerful mafia don, must consolidate power after his father's passing. He faces challenges from his unpredictable younger brother, Silas, and navigates a complex world of alliances, ruthless decisions, and family loyalty. Amidst the intrigue, the elegant and alluring Y/N Castellano, the daughter of an Italian mafia boss, attends the funeral and finds herself drawn to Harry. As power dynamics shift and the future remains uncertain, the story explores the dark and dangerous allure of the mafia, the weight of family legacies, and the potential for unexpected connections in a world defined by secrecy and ruthlessness.
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Summary: Y/N Y/L/N is forced to return to the town where she was born for extraordinary reasons. Her father is extremely sick and on the verge of passing away. Alsfield has changed and is far from what she remembers and even though she lived in town until her high school graduation she barely recognizes it. The town hides a big secret from a few individuals that live in it including Y/N. The man who maintains the town's secret and protects it is no other than Harry Styles. Things take a sudden twist when they meet. Numerous things will impede Y/N from returning to San Francisco to her somewhat ordinary life, will she be able to abandon the town that she had successfully escaped the first time? What is the big secret that the townspeople are hiding, and what is Y/N's role in it? Who is Harry? Where does he come from? Had she met him before? And what does he want from her?
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Summary: Harry is just like any other college student. He is a senior in Chicago University. He keeps to himself except when he is spending time with his closest friends, Sarah and Mitch. His world revolves around his future career, friends, and family. His quiet and routine driven life takes a turn, one weekend when he meets Y/N Y/L/N. She is way too different from him. She spends most of her days surrounded by people who care for superficial and materialistic things. Her parents are never home, and they think that with money everything can be solved. They are both from different worlds yet something that night clicks and Y/N can never again get him off her mind.
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PINKY PROMISES - series - finished
single!dad!au ↳ being a single dad to a four-year-old isn’t easy, but tom figures out a way to make it work with the help of his best friend
SO LONG - series - sequel to pinky promises - in progress
single!dad!au ↳ you finally have a perfect little family with your best friend and his daughter, and everything seems to be falling into place, leaving you to wonder what took so long.
EVERY STEP OF THE WAY - series - finished
dad!au ↳ You and Tom are best friends, and you have been for as long as you can remember. After one night, everything changes. But, Tom is by your side every step of the way.
like you wanna be loved ↳ you notice that tom isn’t feeling great about himself, and decide to give him a little extra love
how you get the girl ↳ tom befriends the girl who owns the flower shop nearby, and finds himself there more often than he should be; tom x f!reader
wednesday in a cafe ↳ college!tom; your first time meeting tom, until the time you say the first “i love you”
sweet dreams ↳ you surprise tom on his uncharted press tour and spend the evening in with him
august ↳ you have the summer with tom… but that’s it; based on august by taylor swift
2 a.m. ↳ when you can’t sleep in the middle of the night, you find yourself in your costar’s room at 2 am
before you go ↳ you have one last day together before he has to leave for filming and you intend to make every second count; a collab with @spiesindisguise
soft ↳ pretty much just aftercare, the softest shit ever, 16+ only
long distance ↳ long distance relationships are hard, but you and tom find ways to make it work
the tide ↳ tom’s tired of his job taking him away from home, away from you; based on the tide by niall horan
you and me ↳ you and tom are best friends, and have been forever, you’re both in love with each other, but are too afraid to admit it; based on you and me by niall horan
the sweater ↳ a certain sweater makes an appearance during your weekend away with tom; 16+ only; a collab with @spiesindisguise
apple ↳ spending warm summer mornings with your boy; based on apply by julia michaels
no judgement ↳ you don’t know what your relationship with tom is exactly, but being with him is easy, so you don’t mind
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