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Part 2 of Blue Lock Hills 🌾 is out!!!

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Blue Lock Hills 🌾 Part 2 Thank you all for the love for Blue Lock Hills! 💕💕 Part 3 will be the final part of the introduction, and then we

another fic recommendation

ok, i probably read too many fics for any sane person, but I wish to share this one called Spirit of Bone & Metal. It is honestly such a good read I would recommend it even if you aren't in the fandoms.

Spirit of Bone & Metal

it is an in-progress work on Ao3 with two fandoms Fnaf and Undertale (No Au's). It updates about once a month and at the time of this post has 14 chapters and 52,624 words.

g o check them out it is a great read :))

It’s been a year since the incident at the Habitat. Your friends have something to say to you. Why don’t you see what all the hubbub is about?

http://smilefor.today/

The SMILE FOR ME epilogue, an interactive webpage is out! We wanted to express how much you fans mean to us. This of course was put together by @gabeoflane and I! :-) — ADDITIONALLY, and more importantly, All profits from our big steam/ itch sale will be donated to Reclaim The Block, as well as local bail and relief funds.

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hihi congrats on 500 followers wohooo!!! i love your writing sm you deserve 500 and many many many more <3

for your special how about either oscar or lando (you decide bb) who always wants his best friend (reader) to come to one of his races and then that ONE time it actually works out he wins and instead of being normal about it the first thing he does is run to his bestie and kiss her ?? romcom vibes iygm <33

have fun with it lovie!! if you don’t want to write it don’t worry it’s just an idea ofc

my baby i love the bones of you! i love love love this idea tysm 💗

reqs are still open cuz my laptop is fixed!!!

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oscar didn’t mind that you had a life outside of him. he honestly didn’t. most best friends did. he himself had a life that didn’t revolve around you so why should he expect you to? his mother had told him that it was the part of him that was in love with you that wanted him to be the centre of attention. at first he was shocked by the very thought of being in love with you. but then when he saw you for the first time after that conversation with his mother, it hit him like a grand piano falling on top of him in the middle of the street.

since his realisation he had begged you to come to a race and cheer him on. it baffled you because for as long as you had known oscar he had never really bothered about you coming to watch him race, it’s not like he came to watch you type up a report at your office. so when he started getting on your case about it, well it made you wonder what exactly had changed.

“please! i am begging you to come with me. just this once.” oscar had pleaded from your couch. it was the summer break and he had decided to stop over at yours for a sleepover, having missed you while being away racing for the past god knows how long.

you rolled your eyes. “why do you keep asking me? you never cared before.” you retorted knowing that this would shut oscar up. it always did.

“i miss you a lot while i’m away. you are my best friend you know. face time doesn’t do it for me anymore.” oscar had pulled your feet to rest on his thighs as some stupid romcom played on your tv in the background.

you don’t know what tugged at your heartstrings this time, maybe it was his honestly and not shutting you out this time. or maybe it was the face that you really did want to watch him in his element. you would’ve killed to watch him win his first race, even under the circumstances.

“fine but you better win to make it worth it.”

this conversation plays in oscar’s mind the entire way to baku. you sat next to him nervously. it wasn’t your first time flying, but it was your first time flying in max verstappen’s private jet with your best friend, his teammate and the current world champion.

oscar’s hand makes its way over to your knee to give a supportive squeeze and both lando and max can tell that there is nothing platonic about the two of you. lando wonders when something will get done about it.

★・・・・・・★

was it too ridiculous for oscar to hope for a only one room, only one bed situation? when he had confided in lando - he laughed in his face. so it was safe to say that it was but that didn’t stop oscar from hoping.

you end up in the room beside oscar, close but not close enough. you were oscar’s guest for the entire weekend, except thursday. that was your day to explore the wonderful city, this was such a long way from home and you were so excited to find some of the city’s most beautiful areas. this was an agreement you had made with oscar about your time here and he had begrudgingly agreed. he would rather with him the whole weekend but you knew how media days worked and if you were honest you could’ve be arsed with the whole hassle of it.

oscar wasn’t too fragile to admit that he did in fact miss you while you were off galavanting. he wanted to be there with you but alas, he had a job to do.

when you eventually did return to the hotel around dinner time, you sat with oscar and showed him everything you had seen that day while he listened intently with the biggest smile on your face. he owed his mum big time.

oscar does great over the practice sessions and you enjoy getting to watch him race around the track, getting a feel for the weekend ahead of him. watching him made you realise how much you actually enjoyed watching f1 as a whole. not even just your boyfriend- i mean your best friend. not that you wanted him to be your boyfriend or anything, that would just be crazy!

on saturday you watch oscar cross the line and qualify second on the grid and it makes you buzz with excitement. you wait for oscar in the mclaren garages to congratulate him. not really knowing where you should be during this time of celebration.

oscar finds you moments after his interview and pictures are taken like it’s his only purpose this weekends. you elect to ignore the raging butterflies the look in his eyes gives you when he finally spots you in the sea of papaya mechanics.

“hi! well done that was amazing! you were so fast!” you say through a giggle as oscar engulfs you in a hug that is worthy of the big screen. oscar mumbles something into your neck and all you can think is that you could definitely get used to this.

★・・・・・・★

the sight of a ferrari and a redbull colliding made your stomach sink. even when you knew both drivers were okay it worried you to no end, knowing that oscar puts himself in the way of that kind of danger multiple times a year and you had no idea just how dangerous it was until now. the chaos made your mind temporarily forget about oscar leading the race.

in what feels like seconds later, oscar crossed the finish line first and like a sheep you follow the mechanics to watch the podium.

what you didn’t know though, was that oscar had only one thing on his mind at the moment. and it wasn’t even getting his second win and proving all the critics wrong when they said that he wasn’t deserving of that win in hungary. he had to see you. his lucky charm. he raced like a god out there and in his love-struck mind he had no one else to thank other than you.

after stopping his car and almost sliding off of it he spots you waiting for him and his mind doesn’t take a second to think about what he’s about to do as he races towards you with what must be the biggest grin you’ve ever seen on him. his flushed cheeks and the pure sparkle of happiness in his eyes makes you light up with joy. he gets to you in record time and you don’t get to tell him well done or even let him know that his mum is a few people away because he is taking your face in his hands and he is planting the sweetest kiss on your lips. he doesn’t ask and even though it doesn’t bother you, you can tell he feels horribly about it when he pulls away and eventually spots his mum. with no time to talk about what happened you just let him run over to her with a grin that matched his.

there was plenty of time to tell him how much you loved him once he got down from the top step of the podium anyway.

neither of you were aware of the cameras on you during that (what should’ve been) private moment so when you show oscar a cute edit of the both of you, where the clip of what your first public ans actual kiss was played first he just pulls you in for another that was probably your fifth hundred.

♡ OP81 Fluff Headcanons

♥ my masterlist!

♥ pairing: Oscar Piastri x Reader

♥ synopsis: some fluffy OP81 HCs for my pastry girls

♥ warnings: brief suggestive mention

♥ a/n: Needed to start feeding the OP81 babes so here's my HCs about Kimi Raikkonen 2.0

♡ Oscar will never beat the polite cat allegations, especially around you, he can’t help but hold doors, take your coat and pull out your chair

୨୧ and SHOES, everytime you go out, Oscar makes sure there is a pair of flats on hand, and always offers to tie your sneakers, even in the middle of a busy street

♡ Contrary to popular belief, he likes a good photo, especially with his lady. Oscar has a whole album in his camera roll dedicated to selfies of the pair of you. 

୨୧ Oscar drives, all the time, he’s just too scared you’re gonna smash his car into a bollard one day (plus, he likes you getting all cosy in the front seat on a long drive)

♡ his glove box is FULL of your stuff;  lip glosses, nail files, setting powder. He did his research (snooped though your handbag) to find out exactly what you needed

୨୧ Osc gets super emotional sometimes, only ever behind closed doors. He’s the new Kimi to the cameras, but to you? He’s George Russell crying after scoring points in a tractor Williams.

♡ Nicole is the sweetest mama-in-law, and ALWAYS backs you up in a disagreement with Osc (not that those happen often, but girls supporting girls right?)

୨୧ The man really wants a baby, like, every time he visits family with babies, he pulls little puppy dog eyes at you. He can imagine how beautiful you’d look carrying his child and it always brings him joy (and a bit of a hard-on imagining the process)

♡ He’d propose with a family heirloom, for sure. Sentimental is his way to go

୨୧ And sentimental he is. He keeps all your wedding photo albums on the coffee table, and REGULARLY spends evening flicking through them and swooning at “his beautiful gorgeous amazing wife”

♡ You are saved in his phone as “Mrs. Piastri” and you have him saved as “Baby Iceman” (true love right here)