I decided to update my master list for all the new people. Thank you so much for all the support throughout the years. I appreciate and love you guys so much. Have a Wonderfull day.
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F1 |
Oscar Piastri
F1 elementary
Bed Chem
Lacy
Too Sweet
Roses
Mr. and Ms. Piastri
Drivers License
And they were roommates
Charles Leclerc
Summerween
My boy only breaks his favorite toys
It's not my fault you're like in love with me or something
Back to December
Bad idea right?
Paper Rings
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Bottoms |
Hazel Callahan :
Santa's Little Helper
Rockstar girlfriend part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5. part 6.
We aren't partners
Friendsgiving
The Bodyguard
Christmas in November
The day after Halloween
My girlfriend is a werewolf part 1. part 2.
Bottoms the podcast
Teacher Things
Undercover Spiderwoman part 1. part 2.
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DC |
Blue Beetle :
Spiderman's Biggest Fan part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5.
Who the hell plays hockey in the summer? | Teacher! John Logan x Teacher! fReader
Summary: It's Halloween in Box elementary and Oscar decides it's a good idea to play secret admirer and finally make a move with one of the teachers.
pairings: teacher! John Logan x teacher!reader, teacher! Garrett graham x teacher!reader, teacher!Allie Hayes x teacher!reader, teacher! Hannah Wells x teacher!reader, principal! Dean Di Laurentis x teacher!reader
a/n: Excuse any errors, English isn’t my main language. This is based on Abbott Elementary. If it's in bold it's a confessional.
warnings: English isn't my main language so excuse any mistake!
Summer, kids number one wish after a long school year. Family trips, playing all day, eating junk food, the list goes on. Two months to finally relax after a stressful school year. But as the bell rang loudly, filling the halls mixed with the loud voices of the kids that were heading towards their classrooms, the teachers were reminded of kids' worst nightmare, summer school. The teachers patiently waited outside the door greeting every single kid that entered. The hallways were different from their day to day. Miss L/n had stayed all night up decorating the halls to make them spooky for Summerween.
For the rest of the teachers the idea of summerween was incredibly stupid. In the regular school year they didn’t celebrate halloween, why would they start celebrating it now in Summer out of all seasons? Y/n was pretty persistent, convincing the teachers that the kids needed something exciting to look forward to. Summerween was different and these kids needed something different in their lives. So after much begging and convincing a few teachers to sign off her letter, Summerween was on.
People could probably say that Y/n L/n could be a little bit of an overdoer. Every holiday her classroom would be decorated. Valentine's day? dressed as cupid. Christmas? Mini Santa Clause always showed up. Saint Patrick Day? Green all the way. Summerween wasn’t the exception. Spiders webs, spiders, pumpkins, bats surrounded the hallways, clinging towards the halloween aesthetic scaring a few of the kids.
"Hi! I'm principal Di Laurentis. I still don't know how I ended up ruling this school but might I say I love it here. I’m the literal king of this school, everyone does what I say, it’s like I direct them or something. There’s a lot of perks of working at Briar elementary, Hot teachers, smart kids and the paycheck. Being a principal is the best, so I welcome you to my lovely kingdom. But enough about me, let’s talk about my untalented and ugly staff so you guys can see what I have to work with everyday. Look, there we have one of our annoying second grade teachers, Y/n. I'll leave you guys to it and let me say if you need more beauty shots, I'll be in my office" Dean said while tilting his crown down sending a kiss towards the camera. He turns to the left and the camera slowly follows him walking towards one of the students eating a lollipop. He quickly takes it out of her hand and eats it himself. He walks away leaving the kindergartener alone crying in the halls.
"Hello!! I'm Y/n L/n. But around here everyone calls me Miss L/n. I've been teaching second grade here for about four years now and honestly it's a blast. I love the kids, I love the school, I love my coworkers, I love the classes, I love my mood ...Sorry l am rambling but in my defense it's one of the best holidays of the year. Summerween! Well it’s technically not a holiday but it is different from Halloween because we got the opportunity to dress up. They also let me put the whole school in halloween decor. All the kids are so excited to wear their little costumes and eat candies. That’s why I had to step up my game. Guess what I am? No? Okay. Well I’m a bumblebee cause people say I’m sweet like honey and sometimes that is annoying, but that’s nobody's buzzness. Did you get the joke? Did you understand? Because I am dressed as a bee? I know you got it, I see that smile on your lips, cameraman. Anyway, let me just get to the point, I teach second grade and around here we all love to have fun. Do you want a Frankenstein cupcake? I made them myself" She said with a huge grin stretching out her hand with a cupcake toward the cameramen while the kids in the background made cute cupcakes. Her face was covered in frosting and her costume was covered in glitter.
John Logan, smiled as he excitedly greeted his first graders, exclaiming proudly “happy Summerween ” (as Miss L/n requested) as they entered the classroom, His hockey player costume intact. He watched as his little students entered the classroom all giggly while holding onto buckets filled with candies he had personally requested them to bring so they could exchange with their classmates. When the last student entered, his eyes trailed towards the end of the hall where he could see Y/n L/n handing her kids a lollipop while they entered.
Logan stared at her in awe, as she did a dance battle with one of the kids that was dressed as a hip hop dancer. Y/n stinger got caught on the door making her fall back as all the kids from her class ran up to her to help her up. She shook them off by saving countless thank you’s. Y/n threw her head back laughing at her kids following the action as Logan stayed in his place being starstruck by her beauty. Logan waited a few seconds to catch her eye and waved at her with a soft smile which Y/n happily returned. Being lost by the sudden interaction Logan couldn’t feel the small child tugging on the side of his pants trying to get his attention.
“Mr. Logan! You are staring at Miss L/n again. You said staring at people was rude” The child exclaimed quite loudly making Logan jump up and panic. He quickly crouched down to be at the same level as the kid.
“Alex, what did we say about yelling?” Logan said softly, trying to push back his flushed face. Alex looked down towards his shoes shaking his head.
“That we shouldn’t do it. I’m sorry Mr. Logan. I was trying to get your attention because I needed to tell you something but you were looking at Miss L/n. I heard that in their class they are making cupcakes today. What are we going to do? It’s Summerween we should do something fun” Alex said, raising his head and grinning excitedly towards Logan. Logan mirrored his expression.
“Well, I talked to Principal Di Laurentis and he said we could play hockey. So after we exchange candies right after recess we can race” Logan said resting his hands on his shoulder grinning. Alex quickly squealed in excitement jumping up and down. Logan followed his actions moving side to side.
“Hockey in the summer time? things can’t get any better”
“Wait, what did you need to tell me that was so urgent?” Logan said quickly remembering what were his true intentions.
“I actually don’t remember” Alex said, making a thinking face.
"Mister Logan! Jeremy is kicking me again" a kid screamed from inside the classroom making Logan quickly enter the room to detain the fiasco before it got worse. Jeremy was quite the fighter and he didn’t feel like cleaning up blood today.
John Logan didn't expect to like being a teacher as much as he did but now after being a teacher for about a year, he was starting to get the hang of things. He enjoyed the kids' presence, they made things actually fun for him and the best thing, aside from the kids, was Y/n L/n. Having Y/n around made the teaching experience quite refreshing. She was around the same age as Logan but she had been teaching there for about four years just like her close friend and Music teacher, Hannah Wells. Logan had tried several times to get in their little group but it was quite hard for him to click with the teachers. It wasn’t that they were mean or anything, it was the fact that they didn’t take the rookie teacher seriously. Adding to the fact that Logan wasn’t the best when getting social clues, for some people, it felt like they were talking to a child while they were talking to Logan.
“Mister Logan, I wanted to inform you that the camera crew just got here today, so don't be surprised if they catch your fine ass. You look quite attractive with that costume." Principal Di Laurentis said, peeking his head through the door. Logan turned around with a scared look on his face seeing Dean wiggle his eyebrows at him. Logan’s hands dropped stopping the two kids that were originally fighting.
"Excuse me?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow at Dean making him wink at Logan.
"I'm just playing but remember that they...Oh look they are here now! Here we have Mr. John Logan. He teaches first grade and he's been working here for about a year, yet he can barely get a hold of his class but we are working on it. So enjoy your time with him. The hottest teacher in the school. Bye" he exclaimed while he left Logan standing agape in the hallway with a camera crew filming straight at him. Logan quickly took his glasses off, cleaning them on his pants nervously while the kids screamed as loud as they could in the back of the class, the kids once again starting their fight.
“First of all, I'm not the hottest teacher here, I'll leave that to Tucker and second of all I have perfect control of my kids. Didn’t you guys catch on camera me stopping the fight? " Logan exclaimed defensively while putting on his glasses and looking at the camera clearly stressed. His hair was now messy pointing to several directions as his breath was unsteady.
"Mr. Logan! Help me, Jeremy is still pulling my hair now" a kid yelled from the back of the class quickly gaining Logan’s attention. He quickly ran towards the back of the class and the camera crew quickly behind him. Logan tried pulling Jeremy off one of the other kids but he wouldn't move.
"Jeremiah, let go!" Logan said while falling desperately to get his attention.
"I'm not letting go, Johnny! She bit me with her stupid vampire teeth" Jeremiah yelled, still not letting go of his grip becoming stronger.
"First, I told you even though you are stronger than me to call me Mr. Logan. Second of all, we said no bad words in the classroom and that included the word stupid. Now let's just try to be in a loving mood, it's Summerween, don't you guys want to be in a loving mood?!" Logan asked desperately, trying to convince the kids to let go of each other. All the kids around them were unphased by the interaction, exchanging candies while the fiasco unfolds.
"NO!" Both of the kids exclaim pushing Logan down towards the floor. He closed his eyes in pain waiting for a few seconds for the floor to eat him alive. He let out a sigh, dragging himself to one of the classroom doors praying that someone, beside Dean or Y/n, would help him out.
"How are you kids so strong?! Hayes! Hayes please, please help me. Hayes I know you can see me" Logan exclaimed as he gripped on the side of the door from the floor. He reached forward holding her leg desperately not wanting her to move. Allie stopped dead in her tracks staring down at Logan with pity. His eyes were nearly covered in tears as he begged her to come and help. Allie looked towards the break room as she turned her back from it, taking a step into the classroom but not before quickly rolling her eyes at Logan. Instantly the kids stopped fighting while the ones that were exchanging candies sat down hiding their sweets.
"How?" Logan mouthed to the camera while watching the kids stay like statues with Allie.
"I'm Allie Hayes. Please do not associate me with the principal or I will call the authorities against you. If it were my decision, I would have been principal and I would have said no to this little filming festival you have going around here. But since l am not principal, I have to answer your dumb questions. I am the other second grade teacher here at Briar elementary. The only person I don't get annoyed at in this school is possibly Logan. He isn't the worst teacher in the world but he isn't the greatest. Kids here can be little shits but I have them under control. Logan on the other hand doesn't. He lacks control and I truly believe he's one of the kids." Allie said to the camera while moving to the side to let into view a giggling John Logan exchanging his candies with his students excitedly.
Meanwhile, Hannah and Garrett walked together to the break lounge ready to eat their lunch and enjoy their break. Both of them worked on the second floor with the middle school kids and they were exhausted.
"Good evening, I'm Hannah and I teach music. I've been in this school for four years and quite frankly still don't know why I've stayed so long."
Garrett sat down taking his food out of his neatly prepared lunch box whileHannah took her mug to serve herself some coffee. Both of them took in the wonderful peace and quiet that surrounded the break lounge, something that it always lacked. But the peace and quiet was interrupted by the door slamming open and a visually alarmed Logan coming through, Allie following behind shortly after.
"I'm so done with those little pieces of sh.. You" Logan took a deep breath pointing at the cameramen. "Stop following me with those stupid cameras. You're making me seem like I'm a bad teacher” he said while his eyes twitched, making Hannah hide a chuckle with a cough. She continued to drink her coffee attempting to calm herself.
"I don't think they're making you seem like a bad teacher, maybe you're just being one” Garrett responded while taking a bite of his sandwich making Hannah "cough" even louder.
"Garrett. I came to this school the same time John Logan did and it still surprises me that he is still here. There were fifty new teachers and surprisingly the only two left are John Logan and me, I thought he was going to be the first one to leave, yet here he is, still struggling and still not getting the hang of it" Garrett said to the camera while fixing the nonexistent wrinkles of his button up shirt.
"Well, I’ll have you know that I am a great teacher! My students say it to me all the time when I get emotional. I bet you don’t even cry with your students. My students and I had a Summerween party, something that didn't even cross your mind to have today. We exchanged candies, had a dance party and watched movies. They love me. I love them. And all you did was bore you kids to death today, I suppose. What did you do? Make them read" Logan responded angrily while looking at the peaceful Garrett.
"Actually, yes. We read about the history behind witches. Something you can actually do to learn since you come to school to learn not to party. But I guess you didn't get the memo since all you did was go to frat parties in college" he said, taking another bite of his sandwich.
"Jokes on you I wasn't even in a frat. But I just know your kids wanted lollipops and by the way I gave my kids lollipops and none of them threw them at each other so I believe that's progress" Logan said proudly while looking in the fridge giving his back to the teachers letting them see the back part of his robes covered in lollipops.
"Congrats! You are getting better, Logan. I am really proud” Hannah applauded while placing her cup of coffee down.
“But I don't think you should get your kids hopes up with Halloween. You should show them the gory things that I showed mine today. Real, scary, halloween movies. When they’ll get older they will thank you for teaching them how to survive a psycho. ” Allie responded while sitting next to Garrett.
"Aren't your kids seven?" Garrett asked, concerned, raising an eyebrow at Allie.
"And your point is, Phil Jr.?" Allie asked while taking a sip of her black coffee.
“I already told you, my name isn't Phil Jr., it's just Garrett" he said seriously while glaring at the woman.
"I will not stop spreading love in my classroom.I love Summerween and no one and I mean no one loves Summerween more than me" Logan exclaimed sitting down with his arms crossed.
"Hellooo fellow teachers!" Y/n exclaimed throwing flower petals in the air while entering the break room.
"I highly doubt it" Hannah responded while looking at her best friend, dressed up in her vibrant yellow costume. She was holding onto a basket filled with sweets while her wings neatly placed on her back. Her hair wasn't styled as usual, instead it was pulled back in two braids with her antennas.
"Happy summerween to you, and you, and you" She said, handing a beautifully devoted Halloween box to each of her coworkers.
Garret smiled softly, Hannah whispered a thanks and Allie playfully rolled her eyes, but deep down she loved it. Y/n headed towards Logan giving him a bigger box than the rest. Logan blushed hard, taking in the gift in his hand while Y/n placed down her things.
"Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it a lot" he said, smiling softly but his smile got wider when she sat next to him.
"You're welcome Logan! By the way, I love your football costume. I really like the effort. A lot of my students dressed the same. It looks cute" she said, playing with the ends of Logan’s long sleeve .
“Actually, Y/n. Logan’s dressed as An...” Allie started but quickly got cut off by Logan slamming his hand against the table.
"Thank you, Y/n! I was trying really hard for that can look. I really like your bee costume. I know everyone was buzzing about it” he said excitedly while trying to hide his blush. Y/n threw her head laughing hitting Logan’s shoulder softly making Logan blush more if it even was possible.
"Thank you! I wanted to go all out today, I heard that the party was going to be the bomb.” Y/n said winking towards Logan which made him grin excitedly.
“You know about that?” Logan asked confusedly, while taking his food out of his bag.
“Yeah! My kids were telling me about some big plan you have after recess. I was so excited for the afternoon party I forgot to bring lunch" She smiled at her while opening a water bottle and looking down at her notes to fix anything that was incorrect for the party the school was throwing later today.
"Here, have my sandwich" Logan exclaimed quickly, planting the sandwich next to her. She looked up from her paper shaking her head.
“Don't worry about it Logan. You should eat, I can wait until later.” She responded by trying to hand it back at him but he shook his head.
"Have it, I'm not even hungry" Logan said smiling softly while shrugging trying not to worry her.
"Thank you Logan! I owe you one" Y/n said, taking a bite while Logan looked at the camera suspiciously while drinking his coffee.
"What? I'm not hungry. My stomach is filled with brownies, candies and cupcakes. Plus the cupcake I had this morning, if Y/n’s hungry I wouldn't mind giving her my food!! Or anyone not necessarily her, I give my food to everyone that wants it, look. Here have this kiwi" Logan exclaimed while taking out the kiwi he was previously eating and handing it in to a kid that was passing by. The kid stared at Logan weirdly before continuing walking.
"So,what are you guys doing tonight? Anything special planned in this spooky evening" Logan asked, trying to change the subject while they all peacefully ate. Everyone stayed quiet but Logan anxiously taped his finger on the round table making Garrett groan and speak up.
"Well, since you're being nosy, I rented out a movie theater to watch movies tonight with my girlfriend” Garret responded, closing his book. Y/n squealed, turning to him with a smile. "It was so romantic. What did you get?" He asked, directing himself to Y/n, but she simply shrugged.
“The kids gave me some beautifully made cupcakes, those that count?" She asked sitting next to him, Alliie laughed making the two stare at her.
“It's sad that you want that to count," she said, taking another sip of her coffee.
“Don't listen to Hayes, she's just jealous the kids didn't give her anything because they are scared of her” Hannah said, rolling her eyes as Y/n fixed her posture awkwardly.
"My kids love me, they know my second grade class is the superior one and they did get me sweets. I just don't like them" Allie responded, getting a bag of candy and throwing it on the table leaving Hannah in shock.
"Well, maybe you'll get something later, the night is still young" Logan said suspiciously while looking at the camera with a smirk. As if it were by cue a delivery man opens the door holding a big strawberry bouquet.
“Delivery for Y/n L/n” the delivery man said while reading the card. Y/n excitedly got up taking it in her hands and placing it down on the table picking the card to see from who it was. She quickly smiled at the delivery man saying thanks before he left. All the teachers looked at the bouquet waiting for her to say who it was from.
"Who is it from?" Logan asked while standing next to her with a huge grin on his face.
"It says spooky summer berries from a secret admirer, " she said, picking a strawberry and eating it.
Hannah, Garrett and Allie stood outside in the hallways with the camera crew filming them.
"It was Logan" the trio said at the same time while rolling their eyes.
"This is beautiful! The person that got me this has to know me really well, I love chocolate covered strawberries. They are literally the best thing to ever exist on this planet"
"You see! I know her well!! I got her that gift and went all out! I'm proud of my hard work and the smile on her face is to die for. So ha! I win Summerween" Logan exclaimed happily at the camera while grinning.
"Breaks over, I need my teachers in their classrooms so they can take the kids to that dumb party Y/n’s making" Dean said entering the lounge and getting himself some coffee.
"Nothing you can do will ruin my mood today, Dean. So I will take that as a compliment" She responded, taking a picture of the strawberries.
"You got yourself that gift? That's sad, even for you L/n" Dean responded while taking a sip of the drink.
"Actually, it was a secret admirer," she responded, not even looking at him.
"Logan, it was Logan" Dean said, looking at the camera in the hallway while taking a bite of a strawberry he had taken from Y/n's gift.
"Also how are you guys enjoying the reality show we have going on here?" Dean asked, winking at the camera.
"I feel watched and stalked" Allie responded seriously.
"I didn't ask you. Logan?" Dean turned his head towards Logan who started to pick up his things so he could head back to his classroom.
"This isn't a reality show Dean. It's a documentary for schools with poor funding so I don't think we should be proud of that” he said while standing up and putting his tote bag on his shoulder.
"You know what I'm not proud of, the fact I haven't received my Summerwhatever Day gift yet. Didn’t you guys say we were doing an exchange" Dean said only for him to hear. Logan shivers while looking at him with the same expression as before. "Now everyone chop chop. We don't have all day" he continued while applauding obnoxiously.
Everyone started leaving the teachers lounge leaving Logan to himself to open the box Y/n had given him, he slowly opened the box and opened his eyes wide when he saw the gift.
"Oh, I've known about Logans' crush ever since he started working here. But I love seeing the reactions he does when he thinks I don't know a thing about the little gestures he does for me. That's why I decided that I should give something back" Y/n said smiling to the camera holding the gift she had received from him. In the background you could see Logan dancing excitedly and when Y/n turned around to look at him, he froze waving at her trying to act cool which Y/n responded with a smile while quickly turning to her classroom.
Logan looked at his kids jumping up and down at the party and he smiled. He looked at the camera men and then down at his hands.
"I'm going on a date today" He said screaming while joining his kids in a dance battle.
Hannah looked at Logan and then at her best friend from the other side of the school gym and smiled softly at her.
"You asked him out, didn't you?" Hannah asked, looking at Y/n.
"Yes, I think he’s cute." She responded while looking at the dancing Logan. Both of them looked at how Logan huddled up with the kids holding onto the hockey sticks. A few seconds in, a kid slams another one, making them cry.
“I thought he meant imaginary hockey?! who the hell plays hockey in the summer”
Summary: John Logan and Dean Di Laurentis are special guest on Puck Me Sideways podcast after Y/n said in a lie detector machine that he was her crush.
Warnings: sexual themes mentioned. Not proof read. Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my main language.
Y/n L/n always had a lot of things to say. All her life people would make fun of her because she never knew when to shut the fuck up. Maybe it was the fact that she knew a lot about several things or the fact that she just enjoyed talking shit. But the girl could talk hours on end about things not knowing when to stop. She would ramble about shows that were annoying, songs she was passionate about, hot hockey players and the list goes on. Thankfully, Y/n had a friend that enjoyed talking shit as much as she did. Allie Hayes and Y/n L/n could drag people like they were drinking water. So when they were offered a mini section to do a podcast the two of the girls agreed without hesitation. Getting paid to talk shit on the internet for an hour? That was an amazing deal.
And by the looks of it, everyone around them agreed that talking shit was good since they were having a godly amount of streams daily. At this point it wasn’t only people from Briar, other students from different universities were tuning in.
Y/n had decided to name the podcast “Puck Me Sideways” wanting to mention their favorite things for her, hockey and for Allie, fucking.
It took place in a private classroom that was part of the schools radio station. The girls wanted the “studio” to look as cozy as possible. So instead of a serious looking podcast they decided to decorate the room with vibrant colors and random knick knacks, but there was two things that the girls had agreed on was having bean bags as chairs and the logo on the back. A hockey puck on each side of a hockey stick which Allie joked that it looked like a penis.
Yes, this technically was an “academic” podcast. But since you guys would occasionally talk about the hockey team, it would cancel out. They were supposed to be limited to 150 swear words an episode.
Their podcast “Puck Me Sideways” was popping off, so the girls had come up with several ideas to not make the podcast repetitive or boring. Costumes, themes, breakdowns and most importantly, special guests. Due to the fact that people actually like them, there were a lot of campus celebrities that surprisingly wanted to be on the show. But there were also some that didn’t give a shit like some hockey boys.
Y/n and Allie had the amazing idea that when Hannah, their best friend, had settled down with Garrett Graham captain of the hockey team they were going to have a one way ticket to puck city. They weren’t wrong. Hannah caved in and asked the only hockey player she knew aside from her boyfriend, that was going to say yes, Dean Di Laurentis.
So in preparation and to slowly hint at the listeners that they had gotten Dean on board, the girls decided to spend half their budget on a shitty lie detector machine. When Y/n was attached to the lie detector machine and was asked if she had a crush on a hockey guy. She had rambled about how Logan was an amazing hockey player. When no one had asked her about him specifically. Hannah was the one that usually edited the podcast and she had to painfully go through almost 10 minutes of Y/n describing Logan’s hockey stick. What she didn’t know is that not only was Dean showing up to the podcast but he was bringing one of his best friends, John Logan.
There he was, award winning smile, John Logan, sitting across from her. His hair was messily styled as he threw his head back laughing at something Allie had said, his pearly whites showing through.
For the first time in Y/n’s life she was speechless. John Logan was hot, Y/n knew that. She had seen him around campus several times but having him so close by made Y/n malfunction with his beauty. He was sculpted by God and being near him made Y/n feel things she couldn’t say on air, maybe Allie could.
Y/n wasn’t going to survive an hour of talking, she glanced at the timer that was behind the cameras noticing the 00:10 on the screen. Ten minutes and she hadn’t said a single word. Ten minutes of her staring at Logan while he talked about last nights game with Harvard. The only thing viewers could possibly see was her staring lovingly at Logan and if she had to see a compilation on a gossip page of her staring at Logan she was going to lose it.
“Damn, Y/n. Cat got your tongue? See people…Y/n likes talking shit about how much game she has. But as of right now she barely said hello to John over here. May I remind you guys that in the last episode she said that Logan was her dream man and that she could take h…” Allie started pulling the microphone towards her as everyone focused her eyes on Y/n, including those damn puppy dog eyes. Y/n could feel her body tense up but she quickly analyzed where Allie was going, so she slammed her hands on the table interrupting her.
“Mister Logan, Do you have a girlfriend? The people want to know” Y/n managed to get out. But after hearing herself in her headphones say those words she felt herself cringe instantly regretting asking that.
Mister Logan? Who the hell did she think she was speaking to? Y/n moved on her bean bag chair noticing how it sucked her up. Y/n closed her eyes not wanting to face even more embarrassment while she heard Allie and Hannah behind the booth attempting to hold in their laughs.
“My boy here? he is single, not ready to be tied down and he’s ready to fuck. So people on the air be ready he’s as good in the sheets as he is in hockey” Dean answer pulling the mic toward himself.
“How do you know he’s good in bed? Have you guys..?” Allie starts but gets cut off by Dean.
“I live with him, babe. I have ears and I can clearly hear the five star reviews he has.”
“They say hockey players fuck. I’ve heard your name countless times, supposedly you're a pussy pleaser in the community. Opinions on that.” Allie read from her notes trying to stir up the pot for the episode. Y/n stared at Allie agape not believing the words that were slipping out of her mouth. Logan laughed and pulled the mic towards him, quickly shifting on the bean bag crossing his leg on top of the other one resting his hands.
“The original question was if I was single, not how much I got laid. Isn’t this podcast about hockey?” Logan asked hiding his smile.
“Look around and see if that answers your question, Logan” Allie says pointing at the logo.
“Okay, okay. Fine I’m glad you’ve done your research. Not a lot of people mention my supposed pussy pleaser ways in interviews, which makes this one intriguing. So thank you for putting that out there” Logan said sarcastically while attempting to hold in his laugh.
“Supposedly?” Y/n let out looking at Logan slightly. She quickly gripped on her head regretting letting that slip noticing the cocky look on Logan’s face.
“Well, I can’t confirm the rumors myself but if you want, we can test that theory and you can give a review to answer the rumors.” Logan replied, sending a wink towards Y/n’s direction. Allie gasped loudly hitting the table once again.
“You're good at leaving them speechless. I’ve never have I seen Y/n this quiet. What is going on?” Allie said in between laughs while looking all around the set.
“I don’t want to be cocky but if we get past this pod, I’ll promise you she’ll be really vocal and loud when I’m done with her. But that’s not important right now…How about you? Are you single Miss L/n? The viewers need to know” Y/n looked up, her face completely flushed as Logan grinned towards knowing the effect his words had on Y/n.
“What are you supposed to be?” Y/n said quickly trying to change the subject off her once again. Logan looks down at her outfit trying to hide her smile while Allie instantly notices her discomfort so she takes the lead clearing her throat.
“What Y/n is trying to ask is, what is your costume? For all of you guys that don’t know we are doing halloween in may so. We have been doing different themes for each episode to dress up and all that. By the looks of it you two clearly dressed up. But if that’s what you regularly wear that’s fine, we don’t judge here. So why don’t we go around the room and say what we are dressed up as. The theme this week is crush. It can be a fictional crush, celebrity crush, real crush, whatever crush you want. So I decided on dressing up as my lovely boyfriend , Ryan Gosling. My biggest crush in the whole world. Shout out to you, babe. I did my makeup and styled myself this morning. Who’s next? ” Allie said as she fixed her white button down as Dean applauded obnoxiously loud making Y/n cringe once again. Logan reached towards the water in front of his arms slowly grazing Y/n’s leg making her tense up once again.
“Y/n, why don’t you go? Who are you supposed to be, A freshman hockey player?” Dean asked in a joking tone while turning towards her.
“First off all, Fuck you. Second of all I was told that our costume today was going to be to dress up as one of the players not crushes.” Y/n started while fixing her hockey Jersey. Allie chuckled, pulling out her phone to check the email while Hannah shook her head.
“Don’t worry, Y/n. For you it’s the same person that’s why we didn’t tell you anything. We didn’t want you to be a more blushing mess than you already are. So don’t be such a baby and tell the camera who are you dressed up as” Allie continued pointing at the camera while Y/n rolled her eyes.
“I’m dressed up as number 22 on Briar’s hockey team” She muttered into the mic while glaring at Allie ignoring Logan’s eyes.
“Wait isn’t that, Logan’s number?” Dean started making Y/n groan throwing her head back clearly embarrassed.
“You know what I want to know, what the hell is Dean dressed up as. Who’s your crush” Y/n said quickly, making Dean look down at his outfit.
“I’m dressed as a JLO, obviously. I know Logan being here has taken your common sense but we need you to be attentive. Now, Logan. Who did you pick?” Dean asked, turning to Logan. He smiled widely, turning to Y/n, not unlocking their eyes.
“Well, I decided to dress up as my favorite podcaster. I thought my outfit was pretty obvious.” Logan said standing up, giving an awkward turn. Y/n could feel her face turn completely red noticing that his outfit mimicked one that was recently posted on her instagram story.
“You see guys, this is how we make love in this podcast. In the next episode we will probably talk about all the puss Logan’s going to get” Allie said screaming into the mic.
The administration decided that that was the episode they wanted to watch from beginning to end. Making you guys end the end the show with your last episode: “The show is coming to an end and so is Y/n”
The Deal With The Devil | John Logan x Fem! Reader
Summary: Y/n is tired of her friends keep assuming she has a crush on Garrett Graham, her best friend's boyfriend. Her best solution? Make everyone believe she’s dating John Logan.
pairings: John Logan x Fem! Reader
warnings: Sexual themes implied. John Logan and the reader can’t stand each other. Some spoilers ahead. English isn’t my main language so excuse any mistake.
authors note: haven’t seen lots of x reader for off campus so i decided to write a little john logan imagine in honor of off campus eve.
Y/n wished things could be simple. She liked to consider herself a simple girl. But life didn’t want to hand her anything on a silver platter. Her love life couldn’t be a silly love story. She was cursed with the worst love trope known to man kind, unrequited love.
God, did it suck. Twenty guys in the Briar U Hockey team, yet she only had eyes for one. She wished she would’ve fallen for her best friend’s brother, that would have been easier than whatever she was feeling now. But no, here you were with a “crush” on your best friend’s boyfriend, Garrett Graham.
Y/n L/n had known Hannah Wells since freshman year. Both of them got assigned to the same dorm and after that, they instantly became friends after Hannah spotted Y/n’s One Direction posters covering her side of the dorm. Y/n and Hannah were tight so imagine Y/n’s surprise when she dropped the bomb that she didn’t like Justin Kohl anymore and that she was dating Garrett Graham.
At first, Y/n didn’t trust Garrett. He was a player. Word around Briar U got around quick and Hockey players didn’t have the best reputation when it came to relationships. You wanted a one night stand? The hockey boys were your guys. You wanted a serious commitment relationship? maybe check in the history department.
But after Hannah begged Y/n to hang out more with the couple, she started to enjoy his presence. She knew Garrett was attractive, at this point it was a requirement for the hockey team to be jacked, hot and have luscious hair. But Garrett wasn’t her type, at all. Maybe it was how Hannah spoke so highly of him or how she would see them together cuddle up by the common room couch wishing it was her that she picked up on the fact that she had a little crush on Garrett Graham.
She felt so guilty. Hannah was her best friend. Why did she have a crush of her best friend’s boyfriend? Yes, he was attractive but so were his roommates. Why couldn’t she have a crush on Dean, Tucker or even Logan.
She thought she had everything under control. One night after hearing them have their second round of sex, Y/n pulled up her notes app to come up with a plan to shake off her feelings. First, avoid one on one time with Garrett and Hannah. Second, try not to gawk when Garrett is around. Third, don’t daydream about watching a movie with Garrett. Don’t daydream about Garrett in general.
For Y/n, her crush on Garrett wasn’t obvious. But for everyone around her it was as clear as day. When she saw them together she would sprint the other way. Which made Dean comment and on the regular that maybe Y/n should consider joining the track team with how fast she would sprint out of that situation. She would also avoid eye contact with Garrett, rambling random excuses to not speak with him. Everyone knew about her little crush, even Hannah and Garrett, themselves.
So after much discussion with Hannah. She had convinced Allie Hayes to speak to you.
“Y/n, come on. I won’t judge. But the first step to overcoming this is admitting you have a problem.” Allie says sitting on the small twin size bed. Y/n forcefully laugh her eyes still glued on the computer in front of her, her physiology midterm essay glaring back at her.
“Allie, are you reciting an addict intervention script? I don’t need to overcome anything, like I said before, you are insane. Why would I have a crush on Garrett? First, he’s Hannah’s boyfriend. Second, he’s not my type? Third… I can’t think of a third because of how ridiculous this sounds.”
“You can’t think of a third because you are clearly lying and are in denial. Look, I won’t judge you Y/n. Garrett’s an attractive guy. But you need to accept that he’s in love with Hannah, so you can move on this pathetic little crush you have. You can’t avoid spending time with all of us forever.”
“I can since I'm here to get my degree. I’m not here to get shit wasted at a stupid frat party or to get accused about liking some guy by my friend. I’m not going, not because I'm avoiding Garrett and Hannah, I'm actually busy doing things?” Y/n replies shutting her computer. Allie scrunches up her face thinking of ways to deescalate the situation.
“You are starting to sound like Logan”
It was ironic. While Y/n was crushing badly on Garrett. John Logan, Garrett’s best friend, was crushing on Hannah. A full soap opera moment if you will. Y/n picked up on Logan’s crush, not because he told her, but because it was pretty fucking obvious with the way he acted around her. Then Y/n would wonder if she was also that obvious, but she would shake it off.
There were two possible options for Logan and Y/n. They could continue with their sad high school crush and avoidance, it would eventually work on the couple making them break up and date the two. or they could date each other to end each other's suffering. When the thought passes through her head Y/n doesn’t think about it twice. That’s how she found herself in John Logan’s room on a Friday night at 10:30pm.
“You told Allie what! No scratch that. How the hell did Allie believe you? You barely even speak to me.” Logan said looking down at Y/n with a stressed look on his face.
“I’m speaking to you right now, Logan.” Y/n claps back as she reads one of Logan’s notes from an Econ class.
There was a small problem with the little white lie Y/n had told Allie. Y/n L/n and John Logan, don’t get along at all. John Logan got along with loads of people, but Y/n was one of the girls that didn’t stick for him. One time she had insulted his form after a game in front of the guys and that was the start of his dislike towards her. They would constantly bicker and to the blind eye, people would consider that there was pent up sexual tension between the two, even if they both denied it.
“You know what I mean. We barely talk to each other and when we do it’s to fight about something stupid.” John replied back clearly annoyed at your comments.
“So, you admit that the things you usually say are stupid? See we are starting to get along already.” Y/n force a smile as she turns to look at the man pacing in front of her.
“How the hell would you tell her that we are together. She has to know you're lying. You clearly aren’t my type.” Logan sat in the chair in front of you tugging his hair frustrated.
“Gee thanks. Don’t worry I don’t go for condescending assholes. She always says we have this pent up sexual tension and that we should work on it. So my best bet was to say I was dating you for it to make some logic. I was helping you out because Tucker has been calling you out on your crush on Hannah and…”
“I don’t have a crush on Hannah.” Logan cuts you off. Slapping his hand on the table in front of him.
“ and I don’t have a crush on Garrett but if we work together we could put those fake rumors to rest.” Y/n replies in the same tone as him. John Logan stands up and leans toward you.
“Fine, it’s a deal. I’m not going to enjoy this. We are doing this under my rules” Logan’s hand rests between your knees pushing them apart.
“Fine.”
“First rule. If they are going to think we are together they need to hear us hooking up” Y/n feeezes, she starts nervously rambling but he chuckles. “ I don’t mean actual sex. We can fake it. Like I said, you aren’t my type.”
“Oh, really? I thought you fucked everything that has a skirt on.” Y/n replied sarcastically.
“I have my exceptions.”
Logan grabs the bottom of the bed and pushes it against the wall. He pushes it again, doing the same action repeatedly as the headboard hits the wall.
“They aren’t going to believe it if you don’t moan. Come on, I know you’re a screamer” Logan says making Y/n glare at him.
“You are a pig. That’s what you tell all your hook up’s to fake their moans?”
“Actually, I work for it. I have an impressive form when it comes to sex.”
“Just like your impressive form in hockey”
“L/n. I wasn’t the one that lied to our friends. If you want to keep this act up and make our friends believe it. No scratch if you so desperately wanted to be in a fake relationship with me, you need to put in the work. Now let me hear you.” He whispered in her ear, still continuing the moments with the bed. His arm would occasionally bump with your knee.
“Why would I be the only one moaning. You need to moan too!”
“I don’t moan.”
“Bullshit. I’ve heard you and you are pretty vocal. Come one John. Hannah and Garrett are next door. You want them to stop bothering with the crush? you better start moaning.” Logan let out a fake but impressive loud moan.
“Damn. Y/n” He let out a breathy moan. You hold in your laugh trying to take the situation as seriously as possible.
“Do I need to go down on you to hear you moan? Because I like a challenge, L/n.”
Summary: After a secret gets spilled at Jeremiah’s bachelor party. Conrad thinks it time to finally tell Y/n the truth.
pairings: Conrad Fisher x Ex! Conklin Reader
warnings: angst, season 3 episode 7 spoilers! English isn’t my main language.
authors note: God I haven’t written in forever. Here’s another Conrad fic since I haven’t written one in a long time. Hope you guys enjoy!
Y/n always dreamt of getting married. She would daydream about meeting that perfect someone and falling so deeply in love that she would spend the rest of their lives together. In a perfect world, the perfect wedding would be simple. Cousin’s Beach, wind blowing her hair as she said I do. The decor, the dress, everything else didn’t even matter because standing next to her would be her dream man, because a dream wedding wouldn’t be complete without her dream man, Conrad Fisher.
The thing was, this wedding was far away from the dream wedding she had created all those years ago. In the back of her head she knew she was marrying the wrong brother. That she shouldn’t be getting married to Jeremiah Fisher. But there she was wanting for the wrong brother to take her away.
Y/n loved Jeremiah. There wasn’t a doubt in the world that she didn’t. She just couldn’t love Jeremiah the way she loved Conrad. Loving Jeremiah was easy, her relationship with him was simple. But with Conrad, things were unpredictable, different, fiery.
When Jeremiah asked her to marry him, it was the first time he had caught her off guard. She had convinced herself that marrying Jeremiah was the answer. That even though everyone around her was against it, that this was the only opportunity to confirm that you were finally over, Conrad Fisher.
But there she was. Having second thoughts 3 days before the weddings. Being so close to Conrad was driving her insane. Her morals were being questioned. When Conrad would look at her a second too long or when he would laugh at one of her jokes. The past weeks Conrad had done so much more for her than what Jeremiah had done in the four years that they had been dating. She was starting to second guess everything. At this point she didn’t know where her wedding with Jeremiah started and where it ended with Conrad. Everything was so blurry.
Conrad had helped her try cakes. Found her a solution for the flowers. Fixed the house. Conrad was doing more for this wedding than Jeremiah. Might as well marry Conrad at this point.
Y/n found herself going to the beach to avoid seeing a drunk Jeremiah, she needed time for herself. That’s when she saw him.
“Conrad.” Herr heart stops. Maybe it was the stupid edible she had taken or all the alcohol in her system. But in front of her wasn’t the guy she was going to marry, but Conrad.
Conrad looked down towards where you were standing. His gaze was a little distant. As she looked around trying to find the excuse to leave. To not be alone with him, because one second alone with him could be a chance for a mistake to happen. With one mistake, the wedding would be over and the two of you would lose Jeremiah. These past few weeks the two of you had been playing on the invisible line, reaching to the point of crossing it, but never doing so. Y/n wasn’t going to risk it. Not with the wedding being 3 days away.
“Come up. Come sit with me for a second” Conrad pleaded as he played with the collar of his shirt. Y/n knew that look on his face. She was far too familiar with it. Every bad thing Conrad Fisher had said to her got accompanied with that stupid look on his face.
“No. I should head back” Y/n replied, shaking him off, trying not to give it any importance.
“Come on, Y/n. Just for a minute” Conrad cut you off. She let out a sigh walking up the woods later. Conrad extended his hand towards you. Why did he have to be so helpful, why couldn’t he make himself harder to love. Y/n held onto his hand climbing the step, both of their hands lingering for a second too long. Y/n clears her throat making him sit on the little bench at the life guard tower. He looked to his side, as if he was thinking what to say to her next. Something hard for her to understand since the past few weeks, he was saying everything without thinking, which was making her have so many second doubts.
“Are Jere and the other guys back at the house?” Y/n asked as she sat next to him. Y/n didn’t want to worsen her situation by one of the guys or Jeremiah finding her alone with Conrad, not right not at least.
“There in a gutter somewhere, yeah. Your fiancé was really wasted tonight. Good ol’ Jeremiah can’t handle his liquor, still.” Conrad said not really caring about where Jeremiah was or how he was at the moment.
“It’s his bachelor party, relax. He can get drunk.” Y/n defended him. Because in her head at this moment that was the right thing to do. Defend her fiancé getting shitfaced, the same night they had decided to meet up and talk, by themselves. But there she was with her ex. The silence kept eating her alive. If she stayed a second too long she felt that she would ruin everything. She hadn’t felt like this, she was content with Jeremiah. Why was she hesitating so much?
“I’m gonna go back to the house” Y/n stood up, she needed to leave. She couldn’t be left alone with Conrad.
“Y/n, I need to tell you something” Conrad breaks his silence making Y/n freeze in her spot. He was going to tell her those words she didn’t want to hear. The words that would change everything with a blink of an eye.
“What?” Y/n managed to get out while turning to face him.
“Jere cheated on you when you were in Cabo” Conrad said as her heart stopped. He could maybe think that this was her reaction to the news, but actually she felt herself sinking. Now he knew that even though Jeremiah cheated on her she was still going to marry him.
“I already knew about that.” Y/n said cutting it short. She didn’t want to talk about Jeremiah cheating with anyone let alone Conrad.
“You know?”
“Yeah, I know” Y/n answer back as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“And you’re still marrying him, now? That was a few months ago, Y/n. What the fuck?” Conrad said, confusion masking his facial expression.
“He made a mistake and he hates himself for it and I forgave him. So now we are good. That’s how a relationship works Conrad, people make mistakes and you forgive them. Then, you move on. Everything is fine now. ” Y/n replies trying to brush it off.
“Fine? Are you kidding me? I mean, knowing is one thing, but you are defending him. Why?" Conrad asked, still in near shock that she was accepting this.
“Well it's really none of your business" Y/n bites back.
“It is my business because that piece of shit is my brother and you’re…You’re not the kind of person that would take that from a guy.” Conrad said finally getting up and facing her, face to face.
“I put up with a lot worse from you” Y/n replied looking him dead in the eye.
“I never so much as looked at another girl when we were together”
“You know what. I don’t really want to have this conversation with you right now, Conrad. Goodnight, I'm going to see if Jere’s okay. ” Y/n jumps the ladder as she walks towards the direction of the house. Conrad follows close behind.
“Y/n, I’m sorry. It’s none of my business. It's just…It’s just, why do you have to get married? Why can’t you just move in together? Y/n your weddings at a fucking country club! Who are you?” Conrad asked, agitated as he followed Y/n. Y/n turns around, her eyes twitching as she points at Conrad.
“Who are you to even ask me that question? You don’t even know me anymore”
“I know you better than anyone else. I know you don’t want to fucking marry him” Conrad replied back sternly.
“Just leave me alone, Conrad and if you keep following me I will scream. I swear I’ll scream”
“Y/n, I’m sorry. It’s not about any of that, Y/n. It’s…Fuck I still love you. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get you out of my system. You will always be there. Here.” Conrad spoke as he rubbed his chest. Y/n’s breathing gets agitated. As anger starts to form in her face. She hated the fact that he was doing this. Hating that he was doing this now.
“You are only saying this because I’m marrying Jeremiah. Because I’m actually happy for once. That’s why…that’s why you’re saying this all of a sudden”
“No, no it's not all of a sudden, Y/n. Don’t you realize that? It 's always.”
“Well it’s to late and the fact that you are saying this now is fucked.” Y/n said, turning her back once again to head for the house. Conrad desperately walks towards her not wanting to let go just yet. He grabs Y/n’s hand begging.
“I know. I know. I just…Please…Hear me out. Let me talk for a minute. I fucked up four years ago.You remeber that night in the motel? When I told you I still wanted you? I couldn’t sleep that night. I loved you. I know I did. But I knew if I kept you with me,I would hurt you. I couldn’t have that. I knew it. I saw you and Jere and I-I..saw how happy you two made each other and so…I tried to let you go. But then this summer. Being around you again and talking the way that we used to, and you looking at me the way that you used to. I just see you again and all my plans go to shit. I love Jeremiah. He’s my brother, he is my family and I hate myself for doing this but, when I see you two guys together. I fucking hate him. Y/n…”
“Don’t say it.” Y/n said, closing her eyes not wanting to watch Conrad break down in front of her.
“Don’t be with him. Don’t marry him. Be with me”
“You will never be what Jere is to me. He’s my best friend and he loves me no matter what. He doesn’t take it away when things get hard. Nobody has ever treated me the way he does. Nobody, least of all you. You and I…You and I were never really anything. “ Y/n started to walk away from Conrad. She saw the light die out in his eyes. She couldn’t look at him anymore. She started walking again. This time Conrad didn’t follow her. She tried holding it in. Not wanting to break in front of Conrad, not now.
When she knew Conrad wasn’t around again, she let herself collapse to the ground in tears. She cried for Conrad and then for him. She cried for what wasn’t going to be. She wasn’t going to marry Conrad, she had settled for Jeremiah. This was’t a fairytale, she couldn’t go back on her decision now that everyone was on board. Not when Jeremiah's feelings were at stake. She couldn’t fuck this up, as much as she wanted to run back towards Conrad, she took a deep breath and headed towards her drunk fiancé.
summary: y/n wanted to live in New York, so that's how she ended up living with three losers
faceclaim: Sabrina Carpenter
pairings: oscar piastri x fem!reader, lando norris x fem! reader, Logan Sargent x fem!reader, franco colapinto x fem!reader
a/n: Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language. this is inspired by new girl
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logansargent we look really hot with our shades on!! But why the hell are Oscar and Lando wearing ur bras?
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-> oscarpiastri We are just friends.
-> landonorris but you wish you were more
-> yourusername do you guys know that private message exist
-> landonorris but I want your whole 100 followers to see that Oscar has a crush on you
-> oscarpiastri I do not.
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Logan and Y/n stood in front of the tv as the Zumba routine played at full volume. The clock read 4:30 am as the pair tried following the middle aged woman in front of them. Logan skipped in a circle moving his dumbbells side to side. As Y/n hollered when the woman on the TV would ask if they were hype. Oscar, being tired from the night before he could hear the pair having the time of their lives with the zumba. He quickly slipped on some pants not bothering to put on a shirt while walking down the stairs rubbing the tiredness of his eyes. When Oscar finally got to the bottom of the stairs he quickly got flashed with Logan’s short shorts.
“Oh, Oscar, are you joining us?” Logan said, turning to him as he placed the dumbbells down taking a sip from his water. Y/n also turned jogging in place smiling at Oscar.
“I thought you guys were doing that dancing class” Oscar said as he yawned looking at the pair thinking that the clothes they had on was a cause of his imagination and lack of sleep.
“Yeah, dummy. What do you think we are doing? This is a dancing class. We are doing Zumba. Logan found a cheap disk at a thrift store and he also found these sick outfits so we are matching with the ladies on the tv” Y/n responded stretching her wrist warmers.
“Yeah, we are getting ripped”
“I thought you guys meant you were going to the gym and that they were offering the class. It's four in the morning guys. That stupid song is driving me insane” Oscar said glaring at the pair as he leaned against the wall. Logan groaned, throwing his head back as Y/n raised an eyebrow at him.
“You are certainly not invited to our pilates mom group”
“Logan, you are not a mother. Neither of you are”
“Well with all you bitching and moaning, I should be”
Lando pushed open the apartment door after having one to many drinks at the club he looked at Y/n and Logan and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
“Are you guys supposed to be John Travolta and Jaime Lee Curtis?”
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-> landonorris babe don't lie. those white claws are on ur side of the fridge
-> yourusername those white claws aren't mine, that's Logan side of the fridge
-> logansargent I hope none of you are touching my white claws
yourusername Oscar is such a nerd
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Y/n pulled Franco Colapinto’s arm as she quietly tried to sneak him out of the apartment without waking her roommates up. Franco’s clothes hung loosely on her body as she shushed him for what felt like the one hundredth time. As they were almost near the exit, Lando turned on the light with a huge grin on his face.
“Is this supposed to be his walk of shame?”
“Lando shut up and go to be” Y/n replied through gritted teeth, as Franco stood in front of the door awkwardly.
“I will not shut up. This is the first time you bring a guy home. Honestly I am so proud of you. I was worrying that I was the only one bringing people to the apartment. But now I don’t feel as bad.” Lando said walking up to them and wrapping his arms around both of their shoulders.
“Lando, you literally bring two people daily. I think you should feel bad.”
“No because, this is different. Wait until Osar finds out. Hold up, this means you are not a virgin anymore. Oh my God my kids are growing up.”
“Lando, I wasn’t a virgin”
“That’s what I am saying, Did he..Oh God. Oscar! Oscar, come here”
The three of you guys stare at each other in silence while oscar quickly walks into the kitchen looking at the trio. He looked Franco up and down, quickly turning to Lando
“What”
“Did you know, Y/n isn’t a virgin anymore?”
“I know”
“You know?!”
“Who did you took it?”
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The four of roommates sat on the couch quietly scrolling on their phones. They have been like that for like for an hour. The peaceful silence had broke when Lando gasped loudly.
“You guys remember that we agreed on doing a group costume”
“No one agreed to do a group costume”
“No, you guys did!”
“You said, we should do a group costume for Charles halloween party and we didn’t answer”
“Anyways, as I was saying, I saw a tik tok of some roommates that dressed as the main south park characters and that would be perfect for us. Logan can be Kyle, Y/n can be Stan, OScar can be Catman and I can be Kenny” Logan said while showing them the tiktok on his phone. Y/n laughed and turned to Logan.
“You being Kenny is insane”
“Why?”
“Oscar should be Kenny and you should be Cartman” Y/n responded as if it were obvious.
“Stop defending your boyfriend. I don’t want to be Cartman”
“Lando. You are literally Cartman”
“ I am not! I already bought the costumes in our sizes so shut up”
“Wait, why did my card got charged”
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yourusername who is that lady in the last picture, she is quite attractive
landonorris I look so good in this pic, what the fuck
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charlesleclerc I think I missed a chapter, what's up with that last picture
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-> francolapinto i am taller than you
Francolapinto invite me next time
-> oscarpiastri No.
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“Damn it! Everyone to the bathroom right now!” Logan yelled, making everyone enter the small shared bathroom. Logan gripped on his towel showing it to the group. “Is someone playing a joke on me? Honestly, why is my towel still damp?”
“Because that’s not your towel, Logan. It’s my towel” Lando responded, pointing at the blue towel he was holding. Logan looked at Lando with fear.
“No it’s not. Your towel is the red one. It always has been the red one”
“I'll tell you this, pal. I've never used that. I do use that one every single day.”
“Oh, God.” Logan said, gagging.
‘This towel's so warm and fluffy. It's like it's been in the sun forever.” Y/n said, touching the red towel.
“This means you two have been drying your junk with the same towel.” Oscar commented, trying to escalate the situation.
“Intimate.”
“Are you out of your mind?! What do you mean, am I... How do you think this is your towel? Do you even wash it?” Logan asked, trying to not get worked up, which he was failing miserably.
“No, I don't wash the towel; the towel washes me. Who washes a towel?” Lando responded matter of factly while the others looked at him shocked.
“You never wash?”
“You wash your towel?”
“You never wash the towel?”
“What am I going to do? Wash the shower next? Wash a bar of soap? You got to think here, pal.” Lando said, rolling his eyes.
“I'm furious right now.”
“ I get out of the damn shower, I'm clean as a damn baby, and I use the towel.”
“Let me ask you this. Have you been wearing my underpants” Logan asked as his eye twitch.
“Sometimes, yeah. Who cares? You guys don't wear each other's underpants? You're lying. We all wear each other's underwear.”
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landonorris the little one?! y/n is the little one. I am taller than her
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“I want to see who got podium!” Oscar said through his headset grinning, while lando scoffed.
“I obviously got podium, did you not see my hard work out there? I for certain won” Lando replied hitting the table in front of him. As the screen went black.
They all had been like that for the past two hours and none of them had gotten podium. So they had come up with a group strategy for at least one of them to come on top. When the screens comes back up lando yells angrily while Logan groans.
“You guys didn’t give me five starts!”
“Come on, Lando! We can’t all be on the podium” Y/n replied from her room through the headset.
“You are such and ass. My outfit was better than your. Fuck! The theme was Main Character, you did a basic outfit, while I actually played the game correctly and did Sharpay Evans. It pisses me off that I lost. Like this game is dress to impress. Not dress to be mediocre. I am done”
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charlesleclerc now our doggies can have a doggy date
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logansargent why did we also get pictures of you and Oscar? what happen to that handsome guy
landonorris if you guys are together don't you dare break up because we have a lease together, thanks x
alexalbon since when is Oscar this happy
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landonorris I didn't get a post for my birthday
logansargent I think we are out of the loop what is happening
alexalbon Oscar is in his active era. I am afraid
yourusername love you, Osc.
logansargent you guys can't leave me alone with lando if you move out!
Omg if u wanna do a part two to the bodyguard story i would love to see hazel begging reader for forgiveness out of fear she would quit </3 bonus points if reader is like “are you drunk?” and hazel isn’t <//////3
I wasn't that proud of the bodyguard story but im glad other people liked it!!!
omg i can’t stop thinking ab The Day After Halloween part two if u don’t plan on making one pleaseeeeee consider omg. if u want any inspo i think it would be so cute to see the reader being all shy and bitchy as a defense mechanism around hazel because she’s actually liked hazel for a while
I need to work on this pronto, since we are in the halloween season again
F1 Elementary | Teacher! Oscar Piastri x Teacher! Reader
summary: It's Halloween in Box elementary and Oscar decides it's a good idea to play secret admirer and finally make a move with one of the teachers.
pairings: teacher!oscar piastri x teacher!reader
a/n: Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language. This is based off Abbott Elementary. If it's in bold it's a confesional.
The bell rang loudly, filling the halls mixing with the loud voices of the kids that were heading towards their classrooms. The teachers patiently waited outside the door greeting every single kid that entered. The hallways were different from their day to day. Miss L/n had stayed all night up decorating the halls to make them spooky for halloween. People could probably say that she could be a little bit of an overdoer. Spiders webs, spiders, pumpkins, bats surrounded the hallways, clinging towards the halloween aesthetic scaring a few of the kids.
"Hi! I'm principal Norris. I still don't know how I ended up ruling this school but might I say I love it here. I’m the literal king of this school, everyone does what I say, it’s like I direct them or something. There’s a lot of perks of working at Box elementary, Hot teachers, smart kids and the paycheck. Being a principal is the best, so I welcome you to my lovely kingdom. But enough about me, let’s talk about my untalented and ugly staff so you guys can see what I have to work with everyday. Look, there we have one of our annoying second grade teachers, Y/n. I'll leave you guys to it and let me say if you need more beauty shots, I'll be in my office" Lando said while tilting his crown down sending a kiss towards the camera. He turns to the left and the camera slowly follows him walking towards one of the students eating a lollipop. Lando quickly takes it out of her hand and eats it himself. He walks away leaving the kindergartener alone crying in the halls.
"Hello!! I'm Y/n L/n. But around here everyone calls me Miss L/n. I've been teaching second grade here for about four years now and honestly it's a blast. I love the kids, I love the school, I love my coworkers, I love the classes, I love my mood ...Sorry l am rambling but in my defense it's one of the best holidays of the year. Halloween! and this year is different because we got the opportunity to dress up. They also let me put the whole school in halloween decor. All the kids are so excited to wear their little costumes and eat candies. That’s why I had to step up my game. Guess what I am? No? Okay. Well I’m a bumblebee cause people say I’m sweet like honey and sometimes that is annoying, but that’s nobody's buzzness. Did you get the joke? Did you understand? Because I am dressed as a bee? I know you got it, I see that smile on your lips, cameraman. Anyway, let me just get to the point, I teach second grade and around here we all love to have fun. Do you want a Frankenstein cupcake? I made them myself" She said with a huge grin stretching out her hand with a cupcake toward the cameramen while the kids in the background made cute cupcakes. Her face was covered in frosting and her costume was covered in glitter.
Oscar Piastri, smiled as he excitedly greeted his first graders, exclaiming proudly “happy halloween ” as they entered the classroom, His Mark Webber costume intact. He watched as his little students entered the classroom all giggly while holding onto buckets filled with candies he had personally requested them to bring so they could exchange with their classmates. When the last student entered, his eyes trailed towards the end of the hall where he could see Y/n L/n handing her kids a lollipop while they entered. Oscar stared at her in aw, as she did a dance battle with one of the kids that was dressed as a hip hop dancer. Y/n stinger got caught on the door making her fall back as all the kids from her class ran up to her to help her up. She shook them off by saving countless thank you’s. Y/n threw her head back laughing at her kids following the action as Oscar stayed in his place being starstruck by her beauty. Oscar waited a few seconds to catch her eye and waved at her with a soft smile which Y/n happily returned. Being lost by the sudden interaction Oscar couldn’t feel the small child tugging on the side of his pants trying to get his attention.
“Mr. Oscar! You are staring at Miss L/n again. You said staring at people was rude” The child exclaimed quite loudly making Oscar jump up and panick. He quickly crouched down to be at the same level as the kid.
“Alex, what did we say about yelling?” Oscar said softly, trying to push back his flushed face. Alex looked down towards his shoes shaking his head.
“That we shouldn’t do it. I’m sorry Mr. Oscar. I was trying to get your attention because I needed to tell you something but you were looking at Miss L/n. I heard that in their class they are making cupcakes today. What are we going to do? It’s Halloween we should do something fun” Alex said, raising his head and grinning excitedly towards Oscar. Oscar mirrored his expression.
“Well, I talked to Principal Norris and he said we could race cars outside. So after we exchange candies right after recess we can race” Oscar said resting his hands on his shoulder grinning. Alex quickly squealed in excitement jumping up and down. Oscar followed his actions moving side to side. “Wait, what did you need to tell me that was so urgent?” Oscar said quickly remembering what were his true intentions.
“I actually don’t remember” Alex said, making a thinking face.
"Mister Oscar! Jeremy is kicking me again" a kid screamed from inside the classroom making Oscar quickly enter the room to detain the fiasco before it got worse. Jeremy was quite the fighter and he didn’t feel like cleaning up blood today.
Oscar Piastri didn't expect to like being a teacher as much as he did but now after being a teacher for about a year, he was starting to get the hang of things. He enjoyed the kids' presence, they made things actually fun for him and the best thing, aside from the kids, was Y/n L/n. Having Y/n around made the teaching experience quite refreshing. She was around the same age as Oscar but she had been teaching there for about four years just like her close friend and English teacher, Logan Sargent. Oscar had tried several times to get in their little group but it was quite hard for him to click with the teachers. It wasn’t that they were mean or anything, it was the fact that they didn’t take the rookie teacher seriously. Adding to the fact that Oscar wasn’t the best when getting social clues, for some people, it felt like they were talking to a child while they were talking to Oscarl.
“Mister Piastri, I wanted to inform you that the camera crew just got here today, so don't be surprised if they catch your fine ass. You look quite attractive with that, costume." Principal Norris said, peeking his head through the door. Oscar turned around with a scared look on his face seeing Lando wiggle his eyebrows at him. Oscar’s hands dropped stopping the two kids that were originally fighting.
"Excuse me?" Oscar asked, raising an eyebrow at Lando making him wink at Oscar.
"I'm just playing but remember that they...Oh look they are here now! Here we have Mr. Oscar Piastri. He teaches first grade and he's been working here for about a year, yet he can barely get a hold of his class but we are working on it. So enjoy your time with him. The hottest teacher in the school. Bye" he exclaimed while he left Oscar standing agape in the hallway with a camera crew filming straight at him. Oscar quickly took his glasses off, cleaning them on his pants nervously while the kids screamed as loud as they could in the back of the class, the kids once again starting their fight.
“First of all, I'm not the hottest teacher here, I'll leave that to Charles and second of all I have perfect control of my kids. Didn’t you guys catch on camera me stopping the fight? " Oscar exclaimed defensively while putting on his glasses and looking at the camera clearly stressed. His hair was now messy pointing to several directions as his breath was unsteady.
"Mr. Oscarl! Help me, Jeremy is still pulling my hair now" a kid yelled from the back of the class quickly gaining Oscar’s attention. He quickly ran towards the back of the class and the camera crew quickly behind him. Oscar tried pulling Jeremy off one of the other kids but he wouldn't move.
"Jeremiah, let go!" Oscar said while falling desperately to get his attention.
"I'm not letting go Osc! She bit me with her stupid vampire teeth" Jeremiah yelled, still not letting go of his grip becoming stronger.
"First, I told you even though you are stronger than me to call me Mr. Oscar. Second of all, we said no bad words in the classroom and that included the word stupid. Now let's just try to be in a loving mood, it's Halloween, don't you guys want to be in a loving mood?!" Oscar asked desperately, trying to convince the kids to let go of each other. All the kids around them were unphased by the interaction, exchanging candies while the fiasco unfolds.
"NO!" Both of the kids exclaim pushing Oscar down towards the floor. He closed his eyes in pain waiting for a few seconds for the floor to eat him alive. He let out a sigh, dragging himself to one of the classroom doors praying that someone, beside Lando or Y/n, would help him out.
"How are you kids so strong?! Verstappen! Verstappen please, please help me. Verstappen I know you can see me" Oscar exclaimed as he gripped on the side of the door from the floor. He reached forward holding his leg desperately not wanting him to move. Verstappen stopped dead in his tracks staring down at Oscar with pity. His eyes were nearly covered in tears as he begged him to come and help. Verstappen looked towards the break room as he turned his back from it, taking a step into the classroom but not before quickly rolling his eyes at Oscar. Instantly the kids stopped fighting while the ones that were exchanging candies sat down hiding their sweets.
"How?" Oscar mouthed to the camera while watching the kids stay like statues with Verstappen.
"I'm Max Verstappen. Please do not associate me with the principal or I will call the authorities against you. If it were my decision, I would have been principal and I would have said no to this little filming festival you have going around here. But since l am not principal, I have to answer your dumb questions. I am the other second grade teacher here at Box elementary. The only person I don't get annoyed at in this school is possibly Oscar. He isn't the worst teacher in the world but he isn't the greatest. Kids here can be little shits but I have them under control. Oscar on the other hand doesn't. He lacks control and I truly believe he's one of the kids." Verstappen said to the camera while moving to the side to let into view a giggling Oscar Piastri exchanging his candies with his students excitedly.
Meanwhile, Logan and Carlos walked together to the break lounge ready to eat their lunch and enjoy their break. Both of them worked on the second floor with the middle school kids and they were exhausted.
"Good evening, I'm Logan and I teach seventh grade english. I've been in this school for four years and quite frankly still don't know why I've stayed so long."
Carlos sat down taking his food out of his neatly prepared lunch box while Logan took his mug to serve himself some coffee. Both of them took in the wonderful peace and quiet that surrounded the break lounge, something that it always lacked. But the peace and quiet was interrupted by the door slamming open and a visually alarmed Oscar coming through, Verstappen following behind shortly after.
"I'm so done with those little pieces of sh.. You" Oscar took a deep breath pointing at the cameramen. "Stop following me with those stupid cameras. You're making me seem like I'm a bad teacher” he said while his eyes twitched, making Logan hide a chuckle with a cough. He continued to drink his coffee attempting to calm himself.
"I don't think they're making you seem like a bad teacher, maybe you're just being one” Carlos responded while taking a bite of his sandwich making Logan "cough" even louder.
"Carlos. I came to this school the same time Oscar Piastri did and it still surprises me that he is still here. There were fifty new teachers and surprisingly the only two left are Oscar Piastri and me, I thought he was going to be the first one to leave, yet here he is, still struggling and still not getting the hang of it" Carlos said to the camera while fixing the nonexistent wrinkles of his button up shirt.
"Well, I have you know I am a great teacher! My students say it to me all the time when I get emotional. I bet you don’t even cry with your students. My students and I had a Halloween party, something that didn't even cross your mind to have today. We exchanged candies, had a dance party and watched movies. They love me. I love them. And all you did was bore you kids to death today, I suppose. What did you do? Make them read" Oscar responded angrily while looking at the peaceful Carlos.
"Actually, yes. We read about the history behind witches. Something you can actually do to learn since you come to school to learn not to party. But I guess you didn't get the memo since all you did was go to frat parties in college" he said taking another bite of his sandwich.
"Jokes on you I wasn't even in a frat. But I just know your kids wanted lollipops and by the way I gave my kids lollipops and none of them threw them at each other so I believe that's progress" Oscar said proudly while looking in the fridge giving his back to the teachers letting them see the back part of his robes covered in lollipops.
"Congrats! You are getting better, Piastri. I am really proud” Logan applauded while placing his cup of coffee down.
“But I don't think you should get your kids hopes up with Halloween. You should show them the gory things that I showed mine today. Real, scary, halloween movies. When they’ll get older they will thank you for teaching them how to survive a psycho. ” Verstappen responded while sitting next to Carlos.
"Aren't your kids seven?" Carlos asked, concerned, raising an eyebrow at Verstappen.
"And your point is, Carlos Jr.?" Verstappen asked while taking a sip of his black coffee.
“I already told you, my name isn't Carlos Jr., it's just Carlos" he said seriously while glaring at the man.
"I will not stop spreading love in my classroom.I love Halloween and no one and I mean no one loves Halloween more than me" Oscar exclaimed sitting down with his arms crossed.
"Hellooo fellow teachers!" Y/n exclaimed throwing flower petals in the air while entering the break room.
"I highly doubt it" Logan responded while looking at his best friend, dressed up in her vibrant yellow costume. She was holding onto a basket filled with sweets while her wings neatly placed on her back. Her hair wasn't styled as usual, instead it was pulled back in two braids with her antennas.
"Happy Halloween to you, and you, and you" She said, handing a beautifully devoted Halloween box to each of her coworkers.
Carlos smiled softly, Logan whispered a thanks and Verstappen rolled his eyes, but deep down he loved it. Y/n headed towards Oscar giving him a bigger box than the rest. Oscar blushed hard, taking in the gift in his hand while Y/n placed down her things.
"Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it a lot" he said smiling softly but his smile got wider when she sat next to him.
"You're welcome Oscar! By the way, I love your red bull costume. I really like the redbull drink. A lot of my students dressed the same. It looks cute" she said, playing with the ends of Oscar’s long sleeve .
“Actually, Y/n. Oscar’s dressed as An...” Verstappen started but quickly got cut off by Oscar slamming his hand against the table.
"Thank you, Y/n! I was trying really hard for that can look. I really like your bee costume. I know everyone was buzzing about it” he said excitedly while trying to hide his blush. Y/n threw her head laughing hitting Oscar’s shoulder softly making Oscar blush more if it even was possible.
"Thank you! I wanted to go all out today, I heard that the party was going to be the bomb.” Y/n said winking towards Oscar which made him grin excitedly.
“You know about that?” Oscar asked confusedly, while taking his food out of his bag.
“Yeah! My kids were telling me about some big plan you have after recess. I was so excited for the afternoon party I forgot to bring lunch" She smiled at her while opening a water bottle and looking down at her notes to fix anything that was incorrect for the party the school was throwing later today.
"Here, have my sandwich" Oscar exclaimed quickly, planting the sandwich next to her. She looked up from her paper shaking her head.
“Don't worry about it Oscar. You should eat, I can wait until later.” She responded by trying to hand it back at him but he shook his head.
"Have it, I'm not even hungry" Oscar said smiling softly while shrugging trying not to worry her.
"Thank you Oscar! I owe you one" Y/n said, taking a bite while Logan looked at the camera suspiciously while drinking his coffee.
"What? I'm not hungry. My stomach is filled with brownies, candies and cupcakes. Plus the cupcake I had this morning, if Y/n’s hungry I wouldn't mind giving her my food!! Or anyone not necessarily her, I give my food to everyone that wants it, look. Here have this kiwi" Oscar exclaimed while taking out the kiwi he was previously eating and handing it in to a kid that was passing by. The kid stared at Oscar weirdly before continuing walking.
"So,what are you guys doing tonight? Anything special planned in this spooky evening" Oscar asked, trying to change the subject while they all peacefully ate. Everyone stayed quiet but Oscar anxiously taped his finger on the round table making Carlos groan and speak up.
"Well, since you're being nosy, I rented out a movie theater to watch movies tonight with my girlfriend” Carlos responded, closing his book. Y/n squealed, turning to him with a smile. "It was so romantic. What did you get?" Carlos asked, directing himself to Y/n, but she simply shrugged.
“The kids gave me some beautifully made cupcakes, those that count?" She asked sitting next to him, Verstappen laughed making the two stare at him.
“It's sad that you want that to count," he said, taking another sip of his coffee.
“Don't listen to Max, he's just jealous the kids didn't give him anything because they are scared of him” Carlos said, rolling his eyes as Y/n fixed her posture awkwardly.
"My kids love me, they know my second grade class is the superior one and they did get me sweets. I just don't like them" Verstappen responded, getting a bag of candy and throwing it on the table leaving Carlos in shock.
"Well, maybe you'll get something later, the night is still young" Oscar said suspiciously while looking at the camera with a smirk. As if it were by cue a delivery man opens the door holding a big strawberry bouquet.
“Delivery for Y/n L/n” the delivery man said while reading the card. Y/n excitedly got up taking it in her hands and placing it down on the table picking the card to see from who it was. She quickly smiled at the delivery man saying thanks before he left. All the teachers looked at the bouquet waiting for her to say who it was from.
"Who is it from?" Oscar asked while standing next to her with a huge grin on his face.
"It says spooky berries from a secret admirer, " she said, picking a strawberry and eating it.
Logan, Carlos and Verstappen stood outside in the hallways with the camera crew Filming them.
"It was Oscar" the trio said at the same time while rolling their eyes.
"This is beautiful! The person that got me this has to know me really well, I love chocolate covered strawberries. They are literally the best thing to ever exist on this planet"
" You see! I know her well!! I got her that gift and went all out! I'm proud of my hard work and the smile on her face is to die for. So ha! I win Halloween" Oscar exclaimed happily at the camera while grinning.
"Breaks over, I need my teachers in their classrooms so they can take the kids to that dumb party Y/n’s making" Lando said entering the lounge and getting himself some coffee.
"Nothing you can do will ruin my mood today, Lando. So I will take that as a compliment" She responded, taking a picture of the strawberries.
"You got yourself that gift? That's sad, even for you L/n" Lando responded while taking a sip of the drink.
"Actually, it was a secret admirer," she responded, not even looking at him.
"Oscar, it was Oscar" Lando said, looking at the camera in the hallway while taking a bite of a strawberry he had taken from Y/n's gift.
"Also how are you guys enjoying the reality show we have going on here?" Lando asked, winking at the camera.
"I feel watched and stalked" Verstappen responded seriously.
"I didn't ask you. Oscar?" Lando turned his head towards Oscar who started to pick up his things so he could head back to his classroom.
"This isn't a reality show Lando. it's a documentary for schools with poor funding so I don't think we should be proud of that” he said while standing up and putting his tote bag on his shoulder.
"You know what I'm not proud of, the fact I haven't received my Valentine's Day gift yet" Lando said only for him to hear. Oscar shivers while looking at him with the same expression as before. "Now everyone chop chop. We don't have all day" he continued while applauding obnoxiously.
Everyone started leaving the teachers lounge leaving Oscar to himself to open the box Y/n had given him, he slowly opened the box and opened his eyes wide when he saw the gift.
"Oh, I've known about Oscars' crush ever since he started working here. But I love seeing the reactions he does when he thinks I don't know a thing about the little gestures he does for me. That's why I decided that I should give something back" Y/n said smiling to the camera holding the gift she had received from him. In the background you could see Oscar dancing excitedly and when Y/n turned around to look at him, he froze waving at her trying to act cool which Y/n responded with a smile while quickly turning to her classroom.
Oscar looked at his kids jumping up and down at the party and he smiled. He looked at the camera men and then down at his hands.
"I'm going on a date today" He said screaming while joining his kids in a dance battle.
Logan looked at Oscar and then at his best friend from the other side of the school gym and smiled softly at her.
"You asked him out, didn't you?" Logan asked, looking at Y/n.
"Yes, I think he’s cute." She responded while looking at the dancing Oscar. Both of them looked at how Oscar huddled up with the kids pushing a car to make the kids star driving. A few seconds in, a kid “runs’ over another ones leg making them cry.
“I though he meant toy cars?! Seven year olds don’t have diverse license”
summary: Y/n Piastri and Oscar Piastri have been hiding things in the relationship, so they go to couples therapy. Based on the movie Mr. and Ms. Smith
pairings: oscar piastri x Wife!reader
a/n: Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language. Also this story will be several parts. Hope you enjoy!
The sound of Oscar obnoxiously chewing his gum bounced against the walls making Y/n grip on the leather chair sending a forced smile towards him and their therapist. They had debated several times about doing this. Both of them had created such a tall wall around themselves not letting anyone through, not even each other. Adding a third person in their life was something neither of them expected when they got married. But it was their last resort. But adding another person just builds up the facade they had in their relationship.
Couples counseling.
The only “date” they were forced to have with another person, in this case their therapist.
She thought of a coherent sentence to describe their relationship without insulting him right then and there. The intention wasn’t to ruin their relationship, even though at this point it was to the point where they were desperate for something to save it. She couldn’t lie, she loved him, she loved him with all her heart. But as the years passed the only thing somewhat stable in their relationship was the dinner they always had at seven pm.
After six years of marriage, their relationship had turned monotone and nothing excited the pair. They used to be spontaneous, both of them love traveling but now they found themselves invested more in their work than in their relationship. Now the only quality time they spent together was eating dinner in silence with the occasional critique of her food from her husband.
It’s not that they wanted their marriage to fall apart. At least on behalf of Y/n’s she wanted her relationship to succeed. She was a perfectionist and her marriage wasn’t going to ruin her streak. She had worked a lot for her marriage to be perfect, everything in her head was calculated to the max to make the relationship as good as the books in couples counseling.
They had tried everything, taking advice from their friends, reading “how to fix your unfixable marriage” articles. So that’s when they decided to get help from professionals and do couple’s counseling. The Verstappen family from next door had claimed that the therapist had worked wonders for their relationship, so why not try it?
“I wanted to start with the fact that we don’t have to be here, right Jane?” Oscar tapping his wife’s shoulder forcing a smile her way.
“Yes, John. It’s a funny story actually” she replied, forcing a chuckle subtly moving her shoulder to take Oscar's hands off. He quickly took the hint resting each of his hands on the arms of the leather chair he was sitting on anxiously tapping it.
“We were at a charity event, specifically a charity auction slash race viewing” Oscar started while looking at his wife for her to continue.
“Our friends the Sainz. They live across the street”
“Anyways the grand lot was…”
“A mystery lot” both continued in unison with a pained expression covering their faces.
“I had sunk a few, wasn’t driving so I started bidding” Oscar said, pinching his nose knowing where this conversation was heading.
“John, here is a tiny bit competitive,” She replied, tapping his thigh while forcing a smile. Oscar bites his tongue trying to avoid saying anything he will regret later.
“As I was saying, the upshot is we end up blowing four hundred bucks on the mystery lot”
“we? I think we, is a lot of people, honey. Don’t lie to Dr. Wexler”
“The important thing here is that we won four sessions with Dr. Wexler!” Oscar clapped back with fake joy wishing to be anywhere else but here.
“The Sainz have a great humor.” Y/n said sincerely laughing this time followed by Oscar laughing as well with her.
“But…you didn’t have to come” Dr. Wexler said finally breaking his silence. He looked up from his notes scanning the couple as if he was looking for every single flaw in their relationship.
“Right” Oscar replied, his once happy demeanor changing abruptly into an awkward one.
“Absolutely, but we as a couple strongly believe in a theory” Y/n said still smiling at the Dr., quickly reaching for Oscar hand and intertwining their hand together.
“we do?”
“of course we do silly, the oil check”
“Right! The oil check. See we’ve been married for five years…”
“six.”
“Five, six years, and this is like a check up for us. Pop the hood, nose around, change the oil, maybe replace a seal or two. Who knows, a lot of things could happen”
“Okay, then. For this so-called “oil check” I'm going to ask some questions. On a scale from one to ten how happy are you as a couple?” Dr. Wexler replied, pushing up his glasses and taking an attentive look towards the pair analyzing their body language.
“eight”
“wait, so like ten being perfectly happy and one being…totally utterly miserable?”
“Just respond instinctively, John” Dr. Wexler answered, wanting for his reaction.
“Ok. Ready?”
“Ready”
“Eight.” The couple replied at the same time with a proud smile adorning each of their lips.
“Next question, on a scale of one to ten how happy would you say your partner is?” The doctor continues his question this time reading from his notes.
“eight.”
“wait. are we allowed fractions?” Y/n asked with a slight smirk staring to see the fun in this session, even if this session could be the end of their relationship.
“it’s what’s instinctive”
“well then, i’m all set. Are you all set, John?”
“one, two, three…”
“eight.”
“Okay, well i’m seeing repetition here. So let me ask a different question, how often do you have sex?”
“ i don’t understand the question” y/n fakes confusion as she rests her chin on her hand.
“wait. okay, i’m lost. Is this a one to ten thing?”
“Right. I mean, because if it is, does “one” equal “not much” or “one”, like, nothing. Because strictly speaking zero should be nothing”
“Exactly. Plus, if we don’t know what one is, what’s “ten”?” Oscar continues trying to test the doctor's patience.
“Right…is ten…you know”
“constant and unrelenting…”
“…twenty for seven…without a break. For anything”
“not even to eat”
“like sting”
“Exactly. Look at Sting’s day job. Who else has sixty hours a week to put aside in the sack”
“This is not a one to ten scenario. It’s a straight question, how often do you guys have sex”
Oscar didn’t want to be a pain in the ass. He loved his wife dearly, he would do anything for her. Even go on a pointless couples therapy session knowing that it was going to do nothing. He was certain that with her there wasn’t a margin for error. Everything was calculated and no risks were involved, that’s what brought their relationship into the position where they currently stood.
“Are you guys completely honest with each other?”
In the back of her head Y/n thought that there could be a tiny possibility that her job was what made their relationship the way it was. Maybe it was the constant lying or the adrenaline rush that her job gave her that their relationship lacked. She knew Oscar, and she knew him well and as much as she wanted to deny it, Oscar brought her the “normal” things to her life. But she was gripping onto that to make their relationship last. She just hoped that this couple counseling will heal whatever they were going through.
