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I know I kinda dipped (again) and I apologise. Things are still hectic but Iβm being a big girl and trying to push through.
That being said, I am working on the rest of the seriesβ chapters all at once so that I have a backlog of chapters ready to post for you all.
My only βissueβ is that I canβt promise when theyβll be ready to post. But, Iβm remaining optimistic and I am determined to get them posted so they can be read and (hopefully) enjoyed by you all.
I love you, and Iβm so so proud of each and every one of you
While weβre here, Iβm going to use this as my explanation post hehe π (tl:dr will be at the end) (also possible trigger warning? Iβm not sure)
Iβll try to be as candid as possible so.. Where to begin?
Last time I posted, I was a few days away from turning 20, which honestly feels exactly like being 19 but with a little more responsibility. My birthday was great, I was with friends and family, I loved it.
But then shortly after (like maybe less than a few days) it was brought to mine and my younger siblings attention that our eldest brother (I have 3 older brothers so weβll call this one D) was homeless due to things that were both within and outside of his control. I wonβt disclose what they are, but I will say that mental illness and substance ab*se were contributing factors.
So while I was home, celebrating and surrounded by my family, D was struggling to find a place safe enough to sleep every night. It put me in a bit of a bad mental state to say the least. I never thought in a million years that I would be in a situation like this, but here we are. This, very clearly, resulted in my taking an unannounced and unexpected hiatus from most things I was involved with online.
For the next few months (the rest of August, all of September and the beginning of October), I felt like I was in a weird sort of limbo. Between trying to care for my younger siblings (oldest daughter core), making sure their mental health wasnβt declining and their grades werenβt slipping, and also taking care of the house we live in since my mother works 6 hours away and my dad works 40+hr weeks, I became the person who primarily cooked and cleaned. Meaning I had virtually no free time to do what I liked, never mind about taking time for my own mental health. Not to mention, D would show up at our house every few days for some food, water and a shower. I was put in a place where I literally felt like I couldnβt prioritise myself, and while I donβt regret how I managed to juggle it all, it sucked.
Then on my sisterβs 18th D came over again, which he wasnβt supposed because heβd been having episodes related to his mental illness, and Mum had asked him to come over the day after my sisterβs birthday. So that it would still be close enough to her birthday that we could include him with our more private celebration, instead of him being there with all of my sisterβs friends at our house..
From that point, he was starting to have more episodes, and they were starting to get a bit worrying from their increasing level of violence (towards himself). I suspect his substance ab*se was only making them worse. I remember crying with my mum when my parents told my siblings and I that theyβd made the decision to cut D off, and to not let him come near our house, until he either got clean or at least started making the effort to get help. Weβve got a decent amount of places that people who are struggling and/or homeless can use to get the help they need where I live, so it was entirely plausible for D to do this.
Unfortunately, in late November, D was arrested. And soon after he was in jail. You can imagine that this didnβt help my families already struggling mental health. He ended up being in jail for my mumβs birthday, my older brother Lβs birthday, Christmas and New Years. And since my mum works 6 hours away from home, my dad was going to drive down to where she was to spend Christmas with her, my sister decided to join. Which meant it was only me and my younger brother (whoβs 16) at home for Christmas. I thought Iβd be okay with it, but my younger brother ended up spending all of Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and basically all of Boxing Day with his girlfriend and her family. He was home for part of Christmas so we could facetime our mum as we opened presents, but otherwise he was with his girlfriendβs family. Meaning I was almost completely by myself for the holiday season and Iβm not ashamed to admit that I did cry.
I bawled my eyes out because I just felt so alone, and almost isolated that I didnβt know what else to do. It felt like the build up of emotions and feelings that I had unintentionally ignored and bottled up just kicked down the floodgates like Derek Morgan in Criminal Minds. It was, without a doubt, the lowest I have ever felt in my life.
A week after New Years, D was released and put on bail. While heβd been in jail, theyβd gotten him the proper medication he needed and both he and my parents felt it was okay for him to be able to come home. My parents made the decision, and then discussed with my younger siblings and I, that D would be living with us for the foreseeable future. Not only did he need a place to stay outside of jail, he also needed a legitimate address for a court mandated mental health help clinic thing (not sure how to explain it for non aussies since I believe this particular one is an australian only thing :/).
So D has been living with us since January. Itβs been really rocky, and there have been a few times that itβs caused my anxiety to spike due to his episodes when heβs not had the money to get his medication. There was one time a few weeks ago that had resulted in both police and ambulance being called. Thankfully no one was severely hurt, but D had been taken into police custody for the night and he did have to be taken to the hospital to get some stitches in his hand. Heβs been home and has overall been better since then. Not perfect by any means, but there has been a slight improvement, so thatβs something..
Which brings this whole thing to now. My mental health is better, but itβs still not great, so Iβll be working on finishing Aussies Belong In Navy first before I start taking my time and working through the other fics and projects I have that are on hold. I feel less anxious about coming back, and Iβm honestly just so sorry that I left without any explanation for you guys.. I know I donβt need to, but Iβd like to ask for everyoneβs forgiveness. I genuinely donβt know where Iβd be without each and every one of you.
Know that you are loved, and that if ever you need to, my inbox and DMs are always open if youβd like to rant or get something off your chest. No one should ever feel as alone as I did, so if I can do anything to help prevent you from feeling like that, I will do my very damnedest.
TL:DR
I took an unexpected hiatus due to my mental healthβs sudden decline. I was dealing some shit and it sucked bootyhole but Iβm slowly making my way back to posting regularly again.
Oscar Piastri x Horner!Reader
Mid-year break brings a lot of strong emotions, but there's only one thing that could make them even more intense...
Warnings: as per usual :P
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August Break
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oscarpiastri Week 1 of break: much needed
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user5425 please don't cut your hair, my mental health depends on it
user5227 I swear I've seen that shirt before....
danielricciardo The real question is who's face is on your cup??
-> oscarpiastri the missus π₯°
-> danielricciardo ahh I see ππ
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Yn_priv Summer break week 2: Mine <3
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DefinitelyNotTripod Let me guess, you're telling everyone it's just 'cardio' right?
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RiccyBobby How could you do this to me? I thought we had something special Osc ππ
-> OscahhPriv ......I can explain?
-> Yn_priv looks like boobies triumph over a cheesy grin Danny π€
christianhorner I fear, as your parent and your boss, that I shouldn't be witnessing this.
-> Yn_priv Look away then??
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redbullracing And with that, the 2024 summer break comes to an end, but look at what Max and Oscar got up to during break!
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redbullracing Admin has words she'd like to use but can't π« π« oh the woes of being an employed baddy
user5318 Admin has returned from sickness! Celebrations are a must!!
-> user 7642 who cares about the boys, Admin is back and she's better than ever
OscarPiastri Nice to have the regularly scheduled Admin back.
-> maxverstappen1 now there's actually some flavour to the social media posts
-> redbullracing Feels good to be back ππ
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redbullracing And all is well in the world ππ
user4837 Pookie Admin is back, summer break is done, it DutchGP week.. life is worth living again
oscarpiastri really? Monaco cool down room? really?????
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OscarPiastri has posted on their story!
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oscarpiastri A reminder for the person who tried to text and get with my girlfriend (you know who you are): She's mine. And I don't share.
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oscarpiastri 6th pic is the most recent just fyi.
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oscarpiastri The ideal result for the weekend π P.s. Sorry for winning your home race maxverstappen1. I had a statement to make.
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oscarpiastri P.p.s. Hope you weren't too mad about p11 π
-> yn.horner I love it when you subtweet. Subtweet? Subcomment? whatever you know what I mean..
maxverstappen1 I won your home race earlier, we're even now π
maxverstappen1 Congrats on your win mate π₯π
yn.horner You told me you were gonna hard launch on main, and yet here I am, still surprised you hard launched on main
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-> oscarpiastri Love you more pretty girl β€οΈβ€οΈ
danielricciardo Times like this and I'm reminded of my own racing days.
-> oscarpiastri "Talk shit about me again and see what happens" right?
-> danielricciardo Got it in one
*wipes dust off the mic* Heyy.... How's everyone doing??? I've returned from war the unexpected but surprising needed hiatus...
I'll make a separate post explaining as best I can but just know that I missed you all! oh and please forgive my subpar editing ππ I'm too poor to pay for photoshop so I have to use microsoft paint lmaooo
Vote here to decide which driver makes the reader want to become the very thing they dislike the most!
Who makes the reader want to be cliche?
Charles Leclerc
Ollie Bearman
Oscar Piastri
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(I thought it'd be funny if I made Charles and his human sons battle it out for a fic lmao) ((Also next ABIN chapter will be out later today. I did avoid working on it for a bit as I'm planning my birthday but it will be posted before I go to bed tonight))
Oscar was well aware that his partner was not the keenest when it came to cliches. They enjoyed flowers, but not bouquets. They tended not to read books where the only plot was a stereotypical cliche.Β
Oscar had never understood it, but he loved his partner anyway. Every time he got them flowers, it was always two. One flower, he knew was cliche, and three flowers counted as a bouquet in his mind. He bought gifts, but never gave them to his partner on anniversaries. Oscar wasnβt even sure if that was a cliche, but better safe than sorry. That and Y/n had never said anything against it, so surely that meant he was doing something right.Β
There were a few cliches here and there that Oscar just couldnβt avoid, even if he wanted to. Which, if he was being honest, Oscar didnβt want to avoid them at all. He quite liked mumbling compliments and sweet nothings in Y/n ear, especially when they were both so tired and more than ready for bed.Β
Oscar wasnβt entirely certain what counted as a cliche, so he usually went about his day, treating Y/n as he thought any boyfriend should. He held their hand whenever they walked together, sometimes even putting his arm around their shoulders just to be a little bit closer. He made sure to spend as much time with Y/n as he could, because being an F1 driver was extremely busy. Before Oscar left, to do literally anything, he always made sure to give Y/n a kiss on their cheek. Maybe their lips as well, if he was lucky.Β
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Oscar was currently making his way through a very busy Paddock. It seemed as if the crowd was so much fuller today than the day before. Perhaps because it was a Sunday and most people only really showed up for the main race. He was walking around, trying to find his partner, when heβd overheard Landoβs girlfriend, Laila, speaking.Β
βHonestly , I think cliches are the cutest.β she said. Oscar was about to keep walking until heβd heard Y/n reply.Β
βI never used to like them at all..β Y/n confessed. βThought there was never any point in believing that they could happen, or that they could be enjoyable.βΒ
Laila had sounded curious as she spoke, βYou used to?? What changed your mind..?β
βOscar.β
Oscar froze. He couldnβt tell if Y/n was answering Lailaβs question or if they had spotted him lurking, eavesdropping on the conversation.Β
βI donβt think he realises just how many cliche things heβs done for me..β Y/n continued, βAt first I used to get really annoyed at him for doing them, but thenβ¦βΒ
βBut thenβ¦β Laila encouraged, wanting to hear the reason behind their apparent acceptance of cliches.Β
βBut thenβ¦ I donβt know, I guess I just realised that he wasnβt doing those things to be cliche.. He genuinely just wants to do those cheesy romantic things with me.β Y/n elaborated. Oscar was hanging on to every word his partner said. βHe genuinely just wants to have a picnic under the stars, or cuddle up under the blankets, or even justβ He loves helping me make food and distracting me by playing music and dancing in the kitchen..βΒ
Laila was nodding along as Y/n spoke, she didnβt understand their situation entirely, but she understood enough. βAt least you know that he does truly love you..β she said, optimistically.Β
βSometimes I think he loves me more than I deserve..β Oscar wanted to protest, they deserved to be loved so much more than he could give, but he kept silent. βHe made me reconsider if life was really worth not having those cheesy, romantic moments because I donβt think I can imagine my life without them anymore..βΒ
Oscar tried comprehending what heβd just heard, his heart was basically pumping out of his chest. Firstly, he hadnβt realised that his partner had gotten annoyed when he did something they mightβve considered to be cliche. Secondly, he was proud, and a bit bashful, at the fact that somehow heβd managed to change Y/nβs mind about them. He was oddly proud that it had only taken him about a year and a half to change their perspective.Β
When Oscar had zoned back in, he noticed that Y/n and Laila were no longer there. Looking around he saw the clock which let him know that there was only 15 minutes until he needed to be in the car. Quickly hurrying back to his garage, he finished putting on his gear and preparing to begin the race.Β
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After the race, with Oscar finishing in P4, Y/n made their way to wait outside the McLaren garage, ready to congratulate Oscar before he had to do his post race duties. Seeing him emerge from the door to the garage, Y/n smiled at Oscar, bringing him into a hug when he got close enough.Β
Oscar relished the feeling of having Y/n in his arms. He was convinced that he was the luckiest man in the world to have them as his partner.Β
βIβm so proud of you, my love..β Y/n whispered to Oscar, βYou did so well.β
Oscar tightened his grip on Y/n slightly. He could feel his face heating up at the praise. βThanks love..β Oscar mumbled, his face pressing into the crook of Y/n neck, muffling his voice a bit. βMeans a lot to meβ¦βΒ
After a few seconds of silence, Y/n and Oscar broke from the hug just a bit. Oscar couldnβt help but think of the conversation heβd heard his partner having with Landoβs girlfriend. He almost didnβt want to bring it up, but he desperately wanted to know if theyβd meant what theyβd said.Β
βHoneyβ¦ did youβ did you mean what you said earlier..?β Oscar asked, hesitantly.Β
βThat I was proud of you? Of course I did, why wouldnβt IββΒ
βNo no, not that.. I know you meant thatβ¦β Oscar interrupted you, realising that youβd misunderstood what he was asking about. βI meant likeβ¦ before the race, when you were talking with Landoβs girlfriendβ¦ Did you mean all that..?βΒ
Y/n shook their head, laughing silently to themself. βOf course.. Yβknow Laila thought I was paranoid when I told her I felt like someone had been listening to us earlierβ¦β
βSorry βbout that, loveβ¦β Oscar said, sheepishly scratching the back on his neck.Β
βDonβt worry about it, hun..β Y/n laughed gently. βBut back to your question.. Yes, I did mean what I said. You have somehow gotten me to enjoy being part of a cliche..β
βAnd this is a good thing, right?βΒ
βOh youβre so precious.. Itβs a very good thing, my love..β
Procrastination at it's finest ladies and gents
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[2/2/2] [OaOA]
Oscar Piastri x Horner!Reader
When Y/n isn't there for two races, Oscar discovers that he's far more attached than he thought he was. At least it's almost the mid-year break!
Warnings: my usuals :P
βEmber's Notesβ This is gonna be the last ABIN chapter until the end of the summer break. I would like to post thing in the interim but there's a few thing happening IRL (like me turning 20 next week !!!!) that might get in the way of that but we'll see. Enjoy <3
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After Silverstone
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yn.horner Mon-Thurs after #SilverstoneGP: Me and Liv, Monty loses at chess, made a cake with my goddaughter, misshoney.lemon being the bestest girl, and finally the boyfie <3
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user4282 Is your girlfriend single? Asking for a friend ππ
patooward where is the coffee machine from, and how much is it?
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user4587 Can't believe we have Pato and Oscar being friends in the year of our Lord 2024
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Who makes the reader want to be cliche?
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Oscar Piastri
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(I thought it'd be funny if I made Charles and his human sons battle it out for a fic lmao) ((Also next ABIN chapter will be out later today. I did avoid working on it for a bit as I'm planning my birthday but it will be posted before I go to bed tonight))
Mind Reader!Sebastian Vettel x Male!Reader
Reader is a daydreamer, who loves to dream about their future. Sebastian is a mind reader...and also Reader's boyfriend.
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Everyone has dreamt of their future at least once in their life. Whether or not someone can admit to it is a different thing entirely. Some people love dreaming of the future, some people hate it. Some people like the idea of dreaming about it, but think itβs better to focus on the present.
Y/n was someone who loved dreaming. He would spend hours and hours just imagining what his future would look like. His dreams of the future were always changing. When he was little, Y/n would imagine that he was going to live in a floating castle in the clouds with all his stuffed animals for company. When he was in primary school, heβd imagine that heβd live in a big treehouse with all his friends. At the beginning of high school, he imagined that heβd live in a cute suburban house with a nice girl, and theyβd have a dog and maybe a cat.Β
It wasnβt until Y/n was in university for a degree in environmental engineering, that he experienced something that would change his life forever.Β
His first gay thought.Β
Y/n had assumed, since his dream of living with a nice girl was incredibly short lived, that he was asexual. Or more accurately, aromantic.Β
He was, evidently, wrong.Β
He had gone on a class trip to watch a Formula One race in 2014. Why was the class trip to an event that was not environmentally friendly? Y/n didnβt know, he was just happy to be included. Though no amount of happiness could disguise his disdain for how bad the fuel consumption was for the planet.Β
Since the class was full of adults, they were all allowed to do as theyβd pleased. They only had to make sure that they met at the hotel lobby every morning and every evening. So Y/n had gone to explore the paddock (somehow his lecturer had gotten the school to pay for three day paddock passes and Y/n was not about to complain). It was during his paddock exploration that Y/n had bumped into who he thought was the most cockyβ and attractiveβ man in the world.Β
Sebastian fucking Vettel.Β
Had Y/n known previously about Sebastianβs abilities, he wouldβve made sure not to think so explicitly.Β
But Y/n didnβt know. And so who could blame him for thinking about Sebastian and what Y/n could only assume was nothing less than the physique of a Greek God with a tastefully enticing sleeper build.Β
Sebastian certainly didnβt, thatβs for sure.Β
In fact, if someone were to ask Sebastian now how heβd felt after accidentally reading Y/n thoughts that day, heβd probably be a little bashful and maybe even a little modest. If youβd asked Sebastian the same question back then? The bastard would probably smirk and say something along the lines of how he always knew he could pull men and women.Β
Sebastian had had the time of his life, going out of his way to talk with and read the unfiltered, borderline raunchy, thoughts of the man who βsmiled and blushed so prettilyβ.Β
The rest was history. Sebastian had managed to exchange phone numbers with Y/n, who over the years had managed to instil in Sebastian the importance of environmental sustainability. Sebastian had been very blunt about his attraction to Y/n, and in turn Y/n had been a blushing, flustered mess as he confessed to his own attraction to the German.Β
Theyβd started dating and they were happy, incredibly content with each other. Y/n witnessed as Sebastian mellowed a little when in public, slowly starting to no longer live up to his βMenace of Red Bullβ persona. Of course, as they both grew older, Sebastian had slowed down in terms of being a pest to the other drivers, however that had not meant that he completely mellowed out in private.Β
He would occasionally do something that reassured Y/n that Sebastian was still the cocky, smug bastard that he was when theyβd met.Β
As they spent more and more years together, it was evident that they were not the only thing to change. The world around them was changing and soon same-sex couples were given the right to marry. Marrying Sebastian was something that Y/n had often dreamed about. The scenario had always played out differently but the overall message and desire remained the same.Β
Y/n was more than ready to spend the rest of his life with Sebastian.Β
It was because of your recurring thoughts of marriage that Sebastian had decided that he needed to have what could potentially be the most important conversation ever with Y/n. He was going to tell his boyfriend the truth about how Sebastian had always managed to know exactly what Y/n wanted for his birthdays, or how heβd always been able to know what Y/n needed before Y/n even had time to realise himself.Β
It was a shock to Y/nβs system when Sebastian had told him about being able to read his mind. So much so that the very first words Y/n managed to say to him were, βSo itβs like Edward from Twilight?β
Sebastian had laughed loudly, before explaining that it was more like Queenie from Fantastic Beasts.
βOhβ¦β Y/n had said, βSo when we first metβ?β
Sebastian smirked. βOh yeah, I saw all of those vivid thoughts in your pretty head..β
βA-all of itβ¦?β Y/n asked, eyes wide at the realisation that his first thoughts of Sebastian were in fact, not as private as heβd originally assumed.Β
βAll of it.βΒ
Y/n was silent for a moment beforeβ
βDonβt be smug, you rat bastard. I couldβve been thinking of someone else.βΒ
βNo, I seem to remember a very detailed image of my bodyββ
βAhlalalala, I canβt hear you, lalalalalalaβ¦β
I honestly don't even know what to say. I'm simultaneously upset at having to redo this whole fic but also I feel glad that I'm at least happy with what I managed to rewrite.
The original version was probably not as humorous, but I felt that given the situation, I needed at least some crack fic element to this.
(I also made some friend rice to make myself feel better after writing this, and boy oh boy did that work)
((Thank you for reading <3 I love you so much <33))
Screaming and crying as we speak omfg I am so done with the schedule post feature. I literally can't find the next ABIN chapter or the next 1k read-a-thon fic π« π« like they're not in my drafts or anything!!
I'm actually so fucking mad at this like you honestly would not believe
Really sorry to anyone who was looking forward to the updates, I'm gonna spend the next day or so just completely rewriting them. I PROMISE that they will be posted, I genuinely just can't deal with it right now
