I need tiktokers to understand that ao3 has been home for the freaks (affectionate) ever since the day it was created. the entire site was created because “dark and fucked up fics” were banned and removed from other platforms, so us freaks came together and created a site for other freaks — a site where nothing is censored, a site with no algorithm, no capitalism, no ads, and again, absolutely no censorship.
this has been our house for decades. you newbies don’t come into our house and tell us how to arrange our furniture. either be nice and respect our house, or leave and build your own house elsewhere.
i’m back and i just wanna tell ya’ll that i have multiple drafts of ‘what do we call this?’ and another surprise thingy that i’ll be posting after the 23rd of march because i currently have my exams and just wanna focus on them so the drafts will be edited and posted after i’m done with school, for now i want ya’ll to send me requests for fics(series/oneshot) and i’ll get to writing them (again after the 23rd)
people i’ll write for:
F1
Lando Norris
Carlos Sainz
Charles Leclerc
Max Verstappen
Oscar Piastri
+ any other driver you want, i just won’t be able to represent them as accurately
Smosh
Damien Haas
Angela Giarratana
Spencer Agnew
Arasha Lalani
Courtney Miller
Olivia Sui
+ any other cast/crew you want, i just won’t be able to represent them as accurately
Music
Harry Styles
Niall Horan
Billie Eilish
Sabrina Carpenter
Louis Tomlinson
Youtubers
Sam Golbach
Colby Brock
Matt Sturniolo (no incest!)
Chris Sturniolo (no incest!)
Nick Sturniolo (mlm!, no incest!)
Benoftheweek (Benjamin De Almeida)
Fictional Characters
MCU
Bucky Barnes
Natasha Romanoff
Yelena Belova
Tony Stark
Peter Parker
+ others
Harry Potter
Theodore Nott
Mattheo Riddle
Draco Malfoy
Harry Potter
Fred Weasly
George Weasly
Pansy Parkinson
Hermione Granger
Luna Lovegood
Ginny Weasly
+ anyone else
this list will be updated as i cannot fully think of all characters.
thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3
!! - i’m writing this just for fun, this will have spelling mistakes(because i’m on my phone), will be self indulgent and also, it might be abandoned, but with all of that aside let’s start? (thanks to @kodaswrld for the dividers!!)
warnings - eventual smut, friends to lovers-ish, cursing, mentions of SA and panic attacks
a/n - as i mentioned above, it will be selfindulgent, and the timeline might not match up because, well i’m writing what comes to mind
part-2
on my way to the cafe, my car buzzed with the faint whisper of One Direction songs, which was interrupted by the occasional announcement of directions on the map, when i got a text from Gabi, one of my friends i’d made on my last modelling trip to germany, saying she was in town for a shoot and i was undeniably happy to say yes when she asked to meet up, considering i was already planning on coffee and ice-cream.
~
10 minutes later, i reached at the cafe, it had just opened up on the ground level of this little hotel run by two lovely old ladies, the teal outside complimenting the beige wood, flooring and overall vibe of the place
lost in my thoughts admiring the variety of hibiscus trees, i get jolted back by a familiar voice calling my name, Gabi’s voice,
“Ohhhh! i missed you so much honey!” i smiled, hugging her
“what makes you think i didn’t miss you!” she replies, squeezing me so hard that i almost had to cough mid-hug, but not without noticing something
“Gabrielle Hanes, tell me, what is that ring you’re wearing on a special little finger?” i smiled slyly
“oh, um, I’m Engaged!! surprise!!!(?)” she said enthusiastically but also a little unsure
“Girl i’m so happy for you, you did get engaged to Patrick right?” i joke
“OMG, Yes! who else would be able to handle me?” i smiles, showing off the ring
“aah! we will debrief, but let’s order first?”
“yes please” she replied
~
themayastewart
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themayastewart 👁️👅👁️ fun!
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user3 we finally get gabi and maya content😭😭
landofan61 lando and max in the likes?!? maya and lando would be an it couple ffs
user712702 she’s way too pretty for him, and how would he even know her, he probs just liked it cuz it showed on his feed🤷🏻♀️. landofan61 maya’s sister-in-law has shot for lando and a bunch of the other drivers since they were probably 14-15, i’m sure he knows her lol
riabishh such a pretty girl!!!
themayastewart thanks baby!!
gabisummers i wonder who took the first pic? we should meet up next week btw😛
themayastewart whoever took it had an excellemt model, and YES WE SHOULF!!
after replying and liking some of the comments that had come through, i put down my phone, deciding to make lunch so that when Mason and James came back home from Work and School respectively they’s have something to eat
deciding on a simple garlic bread and pasta/salad tuoe thing, i got to work tackling all the tasks that required me having to use a knife, and within an hour and a half (and some tears) i’d managed to make lunch that tasted as good as it looked, and fyi, my presentation is always godlike
anyways, after being done with lunch, i scrolled on my phone, whose fyp page was filled with edits of nobody other than Lando Norris
sighing, i put my phone down but to my demise i turned out to be Lia texting me about Lando again…
outrageous. utterly and completely outrageous, i mean, i couldn’t believe it, Lia pitching me to ‘potentially’ date lando was fine, but giving him my info to buy me a plane ticket was too far, but alas, i decided to text Lando, i mean, i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t a little curious about what could be
deciding on sending him a simple, “hey Lando, Maya this side, I’m Lia’s SIL, she told me to text you”
i send the message and not even a moment later, Lando replies, “hii, i knew you wete supposed to text me. anyway, i can’t talk right now, i’m supposed to be doing media, i’ll text you later if that’s fine?”
“yeah, of course, i’ll be waiting” i reply back with a slight smile
a/n- i hope you liked this chapter, and it’s not really what i imagined but oh well🤷🏻♀️ anyways, i’ve got exams😭 so might nit be online as much
!! - i’m writing this just for fun, this will have spelling mistakes(because i’m on my phone), will be self indulgent and also, it might be abandoned, but with all of that aside let’s start? (thanks to @kodaswrld for the dividers!!)
warnings - eventual smut, friends to lovers-ish,cursing, mentions of SA and panic attacks
a/n - as i mentioned above, it will be selfindulgent, and the timeline might not match up because, well i’m writing what comes to mind
I woke up to the sound of ruckus from my brother Mason and my nephew James running around and what I could only assume was the living room, with my sister sister-in-law, Lia gone on a work trip to the F1 Grand Prix, I was officially the only adult in the house despite my brother being four years older than me
Getting out of bed with no knowledge of what time it was or where my phone was and why my alarm didn’t go off I walked out of my room to see Mason chasing James and the waffle iron smoking with drips of what I could only assume was batter
“ Mason! Are you insane?” I scolded my brother.
“auntie May!” James shouted and ran up to me to hug me
“hi bug” I said softly brushing my fingers through his blonde hair something I had to thank my sister-in-law for,
“do you know mama is going to work with really fast cars?” James asked me.
“yeah, bug I know” I smiled “which one’s your favourite?”
“the owange one!” he giggled
“Lando” my brother chirp in “Lando Norris is his favourite”
“wait, wasn’t it like Max Verstappen from Red Bull or something?”
“yeah well, he’s been growing an obsession over Lando the past month” Mason shrugged
“well anyways, what time is it?”
“it’s like 7:30-ish?” Mason replied. “why?”
“Mason! You doofus, James has got school in like half an hour, go get him ready”
Mason, who was now coming over to me from cleaning up the waffle iron took James from my arms who was who was resting on my hip with his cheek on my shoulder,
“C’mon bug! you gotta get ready for school” i nodded, sad at the sudden loss of weight from my body
now, that Mason was getting James ready, i retreated back into my room to find my phone and get fresh
~
25 minutes later, i had found my phone, showered, texted Lia, and made lunch for James, and now mason was taking him to school
after they left, i finally had the house to myself, leaving me alkne in my thoughts until i’d gotten 25 messages from Lia, checking them, it was all photos of Lando Norris
confused, i texted her,
dropping my phone onto my chest after 10 minutes of being left on delivered, i accepted defeat, and decided i’d be going to the cute little cafe that’d just opened up
getting dressed in a cute pink sundress, and texting mason so he knew i wasn’t home, since he was probably gonna come back home before heading off to work. i got in my car, and started driving to the cafe, one direction songs playing from my car’s bluetooth
a/n - LANDO IS WORLD CHAMPION 2025 AS I WRITE THIS, YES! also, short chapter, but tumblr deleted my work like 4 times and i’m so fed up and i’m not rewriting everything but i just wanted to get smth out and also, i dont know what the hell is going on with the first text thingy
pairing: lando norris x fem!reader
summary: in which lando always calls you bunny OR your favorite place to be is riding lando's cock
warnings: smut, riding, dirty talk, language, pet name!, NOT PROOFREAD (I hate re-reading stuff I write if you couldn't tell hahahah)
word count: 1.2k ish
author's note: this idea came to mind LAST NIGHT and i just had to write it since i'm off of work today. talk about me feeding y'all LOL xoxo still working on oscar's version of aphrodisiac chocolates!!! I literally wrote this in like an hour so it’s shortttt. xoxo ily
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Lando calls you Bunny like it’s your actual name.
Don’t forget your lanyard later, Bunny
Hey Bunny, can you hand me that?
Y’look great, Bun
It was constant. In the paddock. During interviews. Even the fans notice it. Some thought it was a childhood thing. Others assumed it was just something that stuck.
And the rest of the grid? Of course they asked.
And every time, you and Lando offered a different answer.
She had these ridiculous bunny ears the first time I met here…never wanted to take them off.
Her nose used to do this little twitch whenever she was annoyed…I swear
She loves carrots
And tonight was no different.
You’re curled into the booth beside Lando, wine glass in hand, one leg draped over his under the table. He was warm, hand on your thigh. Thumb brushing soft, lazy circles.
And then it came up again.
“Alright…someone has to ask again,” Pierre points his fork toward Lando. “Bunny. What’s it actually from?”
Groans went around the table. Everyone chattering how he’ll never tell you. Just let them have their secrets.
And Oscar grins. “No, I wanna hear this one.” He leans forward. “What’s the excuse tonight?”
Lando doesn’t miss a beat. Fingers gripping your leg. A grin pulled onto his mouth.
“Showed up to my flat in bunny ears once. Wouldn’t take them off.”
You scoff beside him. “It was Halloween.”
“She wore them to sleep.”
And laughter erupts around the table.
And his hand tightens on your thigh. And you felt the shift in his demeanor.
The part no one ever saw.
The reason why he started calling you that.
Didn’t know that the first time he’d said it, was barely a whisper, as you rode him in his driver’s room after a race.
How you were so worked up, desperate, how your knees trembled as you bounced on him like you couldn’t stop.
They didn’t know how he said it when you were on top. How he groaned against your lips.
“Okay but seriously,” Charles says, laughing. “Is it like a….is it like a kink thing?”
You choke on your wine. And Lando drags his fingers higher up your leg.
Lando didn’t even so much as blink. “Absolutely not.”
And later, after everyone said their goodnights and you slipped into the car with him, Lando was quiet. Calm. Fingers brushing against your skin whenever they could.
And when you got back to the hotel. The door clicking shut.
He says, “Everyone thinks it started with ears…”
He presses you into the wall.
“But it was this fuckin’ cunt, Bunny.”
His voice was low. And you gasp, fingers curling into the fabric of his hoodie, as he grinds his hips into you. Slow. Heavy. Could feel how hard he was.
He kisses your jaw, under your ear…biting, sucking, claiming you.
“Fuck,” he groans into your skin. “Remember that night? In the driver’s room? You got on top of me like you needed it. Like you were gonna die if I didn’t let you bounce on my fuckin’ cock.”
You whimper.
“I think about it every fuckin’ day.” He groans.
And you don’t even get a chance to respond before he lifts you off the ground, hands gripping your thighs, and carries you straight to the bed.
“M’so obsessed with it,” he says, voice rough. Kissing you again as he drops you on the mattress and yanks his hoodie over his head with one hand. “With you. With this fuckin’ cunt.”
He kneels between your legs, pulls your panties off, and then stuffs them in his back pocket.
He pulls his jeans down, cock hard and thick. Leaking.
“Don’t even wanna fuck you from behind anymore. Just want you on top. Losing your fuckin’ mind on my cock.”
You crawl into his lap, straddling him like instinct.
And he hisses when your cunt touches his tip.
“Y’turned it into a fuckin’ problem,” His hands grip your ass.
You drag his cock through your folds, teasing him. And he hits his head against the headboard with a thud as he drops his head back.
“Y’think I don’t notice the way you moan when I let you sit on it?” He pants. “The way you tell me to shut up and take it like a good boy?”
You sink down on him in a single motion.
“Fuck, Bunny…” He gasps. Hips jerking.
And you start moving. Steadily. Rolling into him.
“Every time you do this,” He says through gritted teeth, hands grabbing your hips. “I tell myself that it’ll be the last. I’ll tell myself Lando, be normal. Change it up.”
And you bounce on him harder.
“But then you climb into my lap with that fuckin crazed look in your eye. And I let you. Always let you.”
His head rests against the headboard. Neck thick. Veiny. Flushed.
“Ride me everywhere. Every fuckin’ place that you shouldn’t.”
He flexes his hips into you, just enough to make your cunt clench. And you gasp.
“Let you ride on me on that fuckin’ plane. My trainer two rows back. Had your sweatshirt over your lap like that would hide it.”
You whimper, pressing your hand to his chest. Cock twitching in you.
“Remember Suzuka?” He continues. “Showed up with no underwear under that skirt, climbed into my lap during lunch and said, five minutes. Just need to use it.”
He groans at the memory. At the feel of your cunt around him.
“Fuckin’ bounced on me while I tried to be normal. Bit into my shoulder while you came.”
You roll your hips harder, whining.
“Imola…my god…” He pants. “Told you I was exhausted. Needed to sleep.”
He lifts his head, eyes meeting yours. Eyes blown.
“And you just got on top. Said I’ll do all the work.” He huffs. “And you did. Fucked me so slow and deep. Grinding into me like you wanted my fuckin’ soul.”
You moan, squeezing him. Panting.
“Monaco yacht…” His hands grip you harder. “Dragged me into that fuckin’ cabin during the afterparty…made me sit on that little chair.”
You both breath out. Hips grinding harder as he fucks into you.
“Remember how many people were there? How many of them heard the fuckin’ chair squeaking under us every time you dropped down onto my cock?”
You’re gasping now. Head falling into his neck.
And he fucking loses it.
Mouth on your throat, sucking a bruise there, as his cock slams up into you.
“Hotels, rental cars, Fuck…in a fuckin’ golf cart. Remember that?” He hisses. “Bahrain. Climbed into my lap after practice, pushed your panties to the side, said you needed to calm down. Calm down.”
You’re sobbing.
“It’s the only way I want it now. Moaning. Grinding. Milking me.”
Your body seizes. Hips uncontrollable now.
“Y’gonna come again?” He grunts. “Make another mess on my cock like always?”
You nod into his shoulder. Unable to speak.
“Do it,” He groans. “C’mon, Bunny. Fuckin’ come all over me.”
And you do.
With a loud moan, cunt squeezing him tight. Shaking. Trembling.
And he was right there with you. Hips jerking as he comes inside you, groaning your name out like he didn’t want it to end.
“Bunny…bunny. Fuck, I fuckin’ love you.”
You collapse into him. Wrecked. Smiling.
“You’ll do it in the morning, yeah?”
You laugh. “Obsessed.”
He kisses your temple.
“Fuckin’ right.”
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