Younger Sister Masterlist

A Star At Home - F1 Grid

Summary: Her first home race, y/n has part of the duo that have pulled quickly Williams back from the depth. They've overtaken Mercedes, Ferrari and Red Bull in results for 2026 in the new regs and only sees a challenge in McLaren for P1. They're battling the top of the field. A lot rests on her shoulders but she's made no enemies.

Sidenote: Yes, I'm manifesting the greatest team comeback in the sport. Williams will rise to championship fighting, I believe in them.

British!reader

Warnings: Major character death, graphic descriptions of blood.

No part 2 requests please

Silverstone. The home race. Both for y/n and the team, and even for Alex though he races under the Thai flag, this is home really (*cough* I'm talking to you British media *cough*).

"Y/n, you look a buzz for the weekend. I don't think I've ever seen you smiling so much." Laura states as y/n appears on the stage for Thursday media.

"I'm having the best time ever. Oh my gosh, Silverstone was amazing in F2 and amazing in F3. I love being home so much. It never fails to just...make everything better than I could dream for it to be. You guys are the best people on the planet and I say that with all honesty and definitely a lot of bias." Y/n laughs always capable of charming a whole crowd of people while Alex is a little more awkward beside her. "I'm actually looking forward to trying to see the F2 and F3 sessions when I have the time."

Though he is quickly pulled into he conversation with y/n noticing him somewhat left out.

"Poor Alex has been holding my hand through every second, he's probably going to get a cramp in the car." Y/n smiles as Laura shifts the conversation over to Alex for a while.

Eventually they step down and y/n is pulled off to do some media pen stuff where Lewis also greets her catching her to talk for a bit and forcing the group to wait.

"You're going to do great. I'm sure I'll get to have a great time watching you battle the McLarens like always." Lewis jokes earning a grin from the young woman.

"Well so long as I don't lose my nerve or just bottle it." Y/n laughs only making Lewis tsk. "Don't 21 me, yeah?"

"Y/n Y/l/n." Lewis gasps then laughing. "You'll be fine. I've gotta go, but I'll catch you later."

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Y/n grins bouncing up and down on her feet before she actually jogs around her side of the garage giving everyone high fives and thanks before she smiles moving to her helmet and putting in her ear pieces and balaclava ahead of FP1.

"Just remember it's practice, don't get too excited out there. We want the car in one piece for FP2." Her train, Miko jokes earning a smile before he he pats the top of her head and she grins getting the ok from her race engineer, Archie gives her the thumbs up to get in.

She's strapped in and radio checks before her screens are brought down and she just talks through the plan with Archie.

"I'm allowing you the outlap to relish in this first few moments in an F1 car." Archie states as she waves to the crowds.

"Thank you." Y/n laughs before she sighs.

"You're not going to cry are you? I'll force you to box."

"No. Twat." Y/n giggles before she decides to pick up the pace again. "Time to focus, I am already enjoying this though. It's good to be home."

"I think the fans agree, it's good to have you home." Archie chuckles since the fans are really cheering for her as she passes the grandstand. "Maybe they'll have a y/n grandstand next year."

"Don't get my hopes up." Y/n laughs before she begins to build up on the last few corners for the push lap.

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Y/n's first two practice went well, top 3 as expected and after the third practice, going into qualifying she is actually feeling confident.

The only problem is, the McLaren's and Alex are also feeling pretty good and on one lap pace the Ferraris aren't half bad from the look of things.

Q1 and Q2 go smoothly, but going out for her first run in Q3 she's feeling new nerves accompany her adrenaline rush.

"I don't know if this one is going to be it." Y/n mumbles on the outlap.

"Good thing we've got another go after this one, but just give it everything and then we box afterwards. We just need the banker lap, alright?"

"Copy." Y/n mumbles still not feeling the confidence she had felt in the practice sessions.

She speeds around for her push lap and despite her feeling completely unfaithful in her abilities she spots her time jump up on the screen knowing that Archie will hesitate to inform her.

"Box this lap."

"That's going to be easy to beat." Y/n sighs shaking her head. "Fuck sake."

"We'll discuss once you've boxed. Oscar 8 seconds on a push lap."

When y/n gets back to the pits she sighs starting to discuss where to improve and after a few minutes, y/n is sent back out with the rest of the top 10.

"Head down. This is home." Archie states in what she's sure is meant to be motivation but really just makes her feel like she's about to put in such a bad lap that the crowd might actually think she's mocking the sport entirely.

"Ok, before I start my lap. I don't want to know until I'm in the pitlane ok?" Y/n instructs earning agreement from Archie as he looks over at James, a moment which is caught on camera.

Y/n starts her flying lap as the last driver to cross the line managing to shake off her nerves and just focus completely on the lap.

She gets through the lap and actually it didn't feel quite as shoddy as her banker but Archie doesn't say anything till she's in the pitlane.

"That's P2, baby. Get up there and come see the team. You have a front row start at home." Archie finally utters making her almost slump and begin to laugh.

"I'm sorry."

"I hope you're talking to yourself. It's your own abilities you doubted." Archie states as she pulls up. "P0, and out you get the team are waiting for you."

Y/n laughs climbing out the car, managing to squeeze herself out around the steering wheel before she bounds over to the team laughing as she jumps into the crowd getting pats.

It's not pole, but front row as a rookie at their home race is pretty damn impressive.

In fact in both team and driver the front row is Brits and the top three is Brits with Alex taking P3.

Y/n smiles hugging both Alex and Lando before she moves to get weighed before finally getting her helmet and balaclava off.

"Y/n y/l/n, I mean that was special-"

"Not special enough for pole, but I didn't want to ruin Lando's day." Y/n jokes making Lando move over poking her side before giving her a side hug.

"She's very special, everyone should be giving her a cheer. Especially after that awful banker."

"Oww...I'll get you for that, watch yourself on the first corner." Y/n jokes before pushing him away and refocuses on the interviewer. "Sorry, go on."

"No, it is nice to see. You were quite negative after that first lap but first row is very good and you have got yourself quite the company going into the first corner. How you feeling about tomorrow?"

"I would like to think my maiden win as a rookie could come tomorrow but that's quite cocky and overconfident even for me. So a podium on any step will suffice. Maybe I'll push for a fastest lap and if any fans want to stop giving Lando driver of the day every day then I'd happily take the votes."

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Y/n smiles feeling Lewis nudge her as he arrives to stand next to her for the anthem.

"It's starting to get a little crowded in this line up of Brits for the anthem...might be time to retire. I'd give up my spot but I'm far too young and talented." Y/n teases making the older man chuckle and give her a side hug before they space out, her between himself and Lando while George stands on Lando's other side.

"So mean." Lewis laughs while y/n just grins and then the anthem is announced and the four Brits stand proud and tall as they are meant to.

Then it's over and y/n is rushing back to her car along with all the other drivers heading backwards.

Archie talks to her while Miko holds everything at the ready and within a few minutes she's in the cockpit and awaiting the start of the race.

Her start for the formation lap isn't perfect but once she's back in the P2 spot she forces herself to shake it off. One bad start doesn't mean another bad start follows.

She puffs out a couple breaths watching as the red lights appear one by one and then after a few beats, they're gone and thankfully she's speeding forward into turn 1.

Annoying she makes it out unscathed but Alex and Charles both get ahead of her. Charles gets into P2 which definitely earns annoyance from Alex too, the Ferrari driver is in the 3rd fastest car and just overtook them both.

And so she ends up fighting them both as they go through the first lap with Lando scampering away while the three battle for 2nd.

It's in the third lap with the field still not spread out much that y/n tries to at least get past Alex. What she doesn't expect is for him to try and get past Charles not paying mind to her. In a split second y/n's world literally turns upside down.

By the error is that they were going into copse and the sharp swerve leave her car completely out of control. Pieces fly off as the gravel doesn't slow the momentum but instead just wrecks the car. In fact the gravel seems to add to the damage.

Agony strikes up and down her body, she can't locate a body part in more pain than another but when she stops moving she's blacked out for a couple seconds. Cameras removed themselves from watching the scene but nothing stopped the spectators from bearing witness to the mangled ball that's left of a car. Her legs up to her shins exposed from the severe damage of the car.

Her radio is too damaged for messages to come through or be sent and all anyone can do is watch marshals rush to her aid, but she's in a hard spot to get to quickly.

Y/n wakes herself feeling her body screaming in pain, it's only when she looks down and sees the something had managed to stab into her thigh and fly out that panic sets in all pain sourced there. It has to be more than just a deep cut.

Blood is pouring into what's left of the cockpit.

"Red flag. Red flag. Y/n is out in copse." All the race engineers state through the radios.

"Is she ok?" Alex asks in concern since he'd seen her.

"Just come into the pitlane."

Most of the drivers ask, many of them having seen her crash right in front of them, the red flag was raised before the crash even stopped. The extent of it being bad enough that there wasn't anyone who could think she was going to be ok.

Y/n's adrenaline is keeping her awake but it's also causing more bleeding and when Dr Ian Roberts appears she can't stop crying.

"I can't move. I can't get up." Y/n cries when they appear but audible scream rips through the air when they apply pressure, the spectators flinching, some parents of children have already started leaving to save them anymore trauma.

In the blinding pain, y/n's body goes into shock right there and the race to get her out is on.

Meanwhile drivers are climbing out their cars. Some marching for answers, some seeming to treat it like any red flag. But more than a couple notice Alex actually stumble back from the pit wall after he's spoken to James then the team principal is walking inside being caught by Toto and only a few words are exchanged before James is gone and the Austrian has also paled.

Before Lewis has the chance to catch the Austrian, he's disappeared into the Mercedes garage and out the back.

"What's happening?" Lewis asks moving to Fred as Charles practically runs from the pit lane.

"It is looking unlikely that we will continue the race...Y/n's condition is...bad. I do not know the extent but I know they have struggled in getting her out the car in fear of moving her causing more injury.' Fred states while Lewis suddenly feels like he's aged 20 years in 10 seconds.

Word spreads quickly and while the red flag has officially been into an early race end. No news of when or if it will start comes around.

Eventually drivers are called into a meeting with all team principals included. James at the front of the room and for the first time ever he's showing emotion that gives makes the room drop in temperature.

"We wanted to inform drivers second to having y/n's family and loved ones informed." Stefano states looking like a broken man. "Y/n was lost to her injuries on trackside. The race will obviously not resume."

He decides to leave out the specifies that she lost too much blood and despite all efforts to resuscitate her. By the time they could try, too much blood was gone and nothing could bring her back. Her heart had given out and the adrenaline that had initially woken her up and kept her conscious before the pain became unbearable was nothing.

The room is unmoved. Everyone unable to comprehend the reality.

Y/n can't be dead.

She was so...alive.

Y/n was laughing and joking and she spent the driver's parade dodging the interviews because she wanted to talk to everyone while they were driving around.

Alex suddenly breaks the frozen image literally pushing his chair over before he storms out the room making the rest finally react. Finally feel the weight of their emotions.

Lewis hunches over hiding his face in his hands much like his teammate who has felt too much loss in his life and now he's forced to see another person he cared for so dearly be taken from this earth.

There a choked breath before another driver leaves, Max leaving with Oscar following not far after and Lando before slowly everyone has filtered out.

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It took only a 30 minutes for the drivers to become aware of photos of videos some that appear to be of y/n's last breaths making the rounds online from spectators on the grandstands.

The sight of her soaked white suit, red and nearer the obvious wound, black with the stain of her blood.

"I don't care! That-That should be illegal. That is a person! That is our friend and she has died and they are posting her-" Max chokes on his words as he speaks to Stefano among some other FIA personnel as other drivers hear the shouting and head out to back the champion up. "That is y/n! Find them and have them ban. Smash their phone. Shame them! We cannot allowed this."

"Max is right. These pictures and videos should not be shared. Even if it's not to protect y/n, then to respect her family and friends-us! We have to see that knowing her and know the pain she was in." Lewis states feeling his ache and hollowness be replaced with anger.

He didn't play the videos, someone else did in the Ferrari unit but the screams will haunt him. They'll stay with him. No crowd chatter of concern could drown out her pain. Her cries for help.

Some drivers had even saw the pictures of the pooled blood on the gravel.

A promise of getting hold of each and every person who has posted the videos and pictures and full intention of bringing justice to the fact that there should've never been such inhumane actions of sharing them in the first place.

-

They allowed everyone a couple days.

All the drivers attended the quickly arranged funeral. Lewis, Alex, Lando and Charles being of the few who helped to carry her coffin.

Alex hasn't spoken since the day of the race. His family and Lily have tried but he's assigned blame of the accident to himself after trying to stomach the replays at least up to the swerve, though James had done everything to stop him from watching the clips.

He isn't the only one who felt at fault. Charles had felt he did wrong, though that is a little harder to justify. He only played a part in that he was the car Alex was aiming to overtake. Other than that there was no part he played in the sudden incident.

Watching her dad step up to the podium to give the eulogy there is nothing more soul-destroying.

"I want to apologise if I do not manage to keep my composure. I'm a grieving father to the last thing I had left." Y/d/n states reminding everyone of the fact that actually less than a year ago her lost his wife, y/n's mother to illness. Not publicly shared but the pain of loss is no less no matter the illness. Now he's lost the daughter he so publicly supported.

He was at the race. He had to watch. He had to witness the moments that led up to his own child's death.

"Y/n was a star from the moment she was born. I knew it. Her mum had tried everything to get her away from karts, said-said they were dangerous for someone as small as y/n. So I did everything to make it safer. I would add extra padding to her seat and to her rib protector. But I never wanted to hold her back from pursuing her dream and when she discovered F1, trying to inform her that women didn't drive in F1 was like trying to take a bone from a dog. Despite my trying to make her understand that her dream was nearly impossible. I wanted to support her though, and she climbed and fought her way through the ranks, she proved herself time and time again and when James Vowles took a chance on her. Put her in a seat. She cried that day and she promised to make me proud. In that moment, I mistakenly didn't correct her in saying I was already more proud of her than she could've ever imagined."

There a brief pause the man wiping tears with a tissue as someone gets up from their seat and exits. Thankfully not one of the drivers but another family member who clearly can't bear to handle this speech.

"I didn't express my pride verbally because I assumed it was always so obvious. But that is a mistake I'll carry with me for the rest of my life." Y/d/n looks down at his notes seeming to try and recall what he wanted to say. "To the drivers who drove alongside y/n, I thank you for being here. She had always spoken so highly of you all, she said that there wasn't a driver she didn't want to befriend because she had no intention of enemies. I also want to-I want to thank you for protecting her even later after...It was passed onto me that you had all demanded justice in a moment where as her family we in that moment were too weak to act and the use of your power and the respect towards y/n's memory in your actions coming together is something you may not feel we owe you for but I hope to communicate my thanks. I'd also like to thank everyone within F1, the drivers, the Williams team and anyone else who may have had a friendship or even acquaintance with y/n. Because I find great comfort in knowing she was loved and cared for and she felt that during her-short career. I hope I'm not asking much in that you carry her even just silently in your thoughts for however long you can. Not many of you knew her for long but she was special and even if it is just a passing thought, I would like to think her memory will live on through each of you."

-

Y/n's commemoration comes the following day with y/d/n, the drivers on the grid along with the teams and even a significant amount of former drivers appear wanting to pay their respects.

With Silverstone not due to be in use within the next couple weeks, they are allowed to place the flowers down in copse where they done every thing to clean up the gravel like it never happened.

"You shouldn't ever think of blaming yourself." Y/d/n states finding Alex looking at the spot as he has been for nearly 10 minutes, his bouquet for her among the masses. "Alex, you can't blame yourself for this. If it was anyone's error, as much as it physically pains me. It was y/n-"

"I wasn't looking behind me for her at all. I was so focused on passing Charles-"

"She never should've tried not while being able to see much more easily what you were doing." Y/d/n frowns as tears gather in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. We are supposed to be honouring y/n and I'm making this about me."

"Alex...you are now carrying the team especially since James has decided any replacement for y/n will require multiple races. To give the team time to heal-including you."

Alex nods, he actually wasn't aware of that. He'd hardly communicated with anyone in the team though that is more of his doing than anyone.

"Whoever replaces y/n won't be able to live up to her. I can't even do that." Alex admits then wincing. "She was the best of us and with more time-"

"I know, but...now we all have to not live with what she could've been because she won't ever be that." Y/d/n states then sighing. "I was hoping you might help me and might pull other drivers in that you know she was close to...Silverstone wants to build her a memorial and I want the people she drove with and worked with to be the ones who design it."

"You'll help-"

"I've done my part and I'm afraid now I have to go home and...remember her there. Please, I'm entrusting this to you because she may not have told you. But she very much looked up to you and admired you a lot. So if you would lead the memorial and invite me to see the finished product then I'd appreciate it."

Alex takes a moment, looking at the exhausted man.

Really looking at him.

Y/d/n is worn and beaten by his grief, if he admitted he's not slept since y/n's crash then Alex would believe him. Clearly he needs rest and to recover from yet another life stripped and dragged from him so unwillingly.

"I'll make it a memorial that is perfect for y/n." Alex promises earning is very small and still forced smiled.

Team Betrayal | Red Bull! Reader x Platonic! Grid

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N races for Red Bull but when she's caught out drinking another brand, she enacts her revenge until the Grid outs her snitched.

Apologies but this is a female reader.

Warning: Bad writing. I'm not sure what this is but it was prompted between an energy drink dilemma I had the other day.

There is no timeline for this. Make it up.

Main Masterlist.

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Swiping away the sweat that ran down the back of her neck, Y/N grinned at the camera, drinking in the euphoric energy enveloping her on all sides.

"Thank you for joining us after such a long day." The interviewer beamed, pleased to have been able to catch the Red Bull racer before debrief started. "How're you feeling? You look absolutely drenched."

"Yes. Max thought he was funny tipping the entire can of Red Bull over my head. I'll wash my hair three times and still go home smelling of the stuff." Y/N joked, dabbing the drop of sticky liquid rolling down her forehead.

Pleased that the conversation had naturally developed down that path, the interviewer smirked at the camera before turning their attention back to you. "So, you've been driving for Red Bull for 2 years now? Is it safe to say you're also a big fan of the drink?"

She laughed nervously, unsure why such an odd question was being asked after a Grand Prix. Usually the media used this opportunity to ask how she felt about losing/her teammate winning. Again. "Who isn't?" Y/N joked.

Whipping out her phone, the interviewer (dressed in traitorous McLaren orange) thrust it in front of her face. The grin from Y/N's face instantly dropped as she squinted against the blinding sun. Disbelief painted her face.

"Where did you get that? That's actually me!"

"One of your fellow racers provided it earlier." The interviewer informed, tucking away the damning photo of Y/N drinking a can of Monster Energy, dressed in her Red Bull racing suit and attempting to hide her behaviour behind a laughing Lando Norris.

"Who?!"

"I'm afraid we're not at liberty to say. We promised confidentiality in favour of the photo," teased the interviewer.

"That's my face." Y/N's eyes darkened challengingly. She leaned into the microphone, staring down the camera. "In that case, those boys won't know a moment of peace until I get my answer."

She straightened just as soon after, smile flickering back into place as she heard her name being called. "Oops, I was meant to be in debrief a minute again. Thanks for talking to me. Catch you later!"

"Thank you for your time." The interviewer called after the retreating navy figure. She turned back to the camera. "Ladies and Gentleman, I think it's safe to say that Y/N Y/L/N is as ferocious off the track as she is on it. I don't know about you but I would not want to be a member of the Grid this evening."

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The interview went viral.

YourUserName this you? (She retweeted with a pic of Lando wearing a Monster Energy hat, a can of Red Bull in hand)

→ LandoNorris no.

User 1 not Lando deliberately lying about his own face

User 2 oh, no. Lando. What have you started?

User 3 not me checking my phone every 2 seconds to see if Y/N has posted after she vowed vengence.

→ Your User Name 👀👀

User 4 don't drag poor Maxie into this. He's always seen drinking Red Bull.

User 5 she never was good enough for the team, hope they drop her after this.

User 6 may as well just go to McLaren with how much time she spends with them.

OscarPiastri just a warning. I can hear her laughing evilly next door.

YourUserName so just to clear a few things up. I have never bought a Monster Energy in my life.

YourUse Name i am always supplied with them by people who are attempting to remain innocent in this scandal.

PierreGASLY yeah, well. My shoes are cleaner than yours so...

→ LandoNorris you sure showed her.

User 7 not the Grid coming for my girl only to end up fighting for their lives.

User 8 coming for his teammate

User 9 not the whole Grid teasing her for betraying Red Bull

User 10 always knew Max didn't like them. This just confirms

YourUserName not you too. You said you had my back

→ Max33Verstappen this is why you didn't get on the podium

Max33Verstappen not my babies?!

→ YourUserName i may not have a podium but I do have your cats.

→ Charles_Leclerc you're making this worse for yourself

→ YourUserName watch out or Leo's next

→ Charles_Leclerc *horrified gasp*

User 11 alex fighting for his innocence.

User 12 the Grid are feeding us tonight.

User 13 what's the odds that they're fighting for their lives in the gc?

User 14 bet they're compiling a list of times they gave her Monster

→ User 15 trying to figure out who might be next

User we found the snitch

User 2 anyone else see Red Bull lurking in the likes?

LandoNorris @ danielricciardo this is why she didn't respond

Max33Verstappen daniel's currently crying.

redbullracing christian said you have a meeting with PR tomorrow.

→ YourUserName crap.

User 3 can we take a moment to appreciate all the Grid content we got this evening?

→ User 4 and look at how quick Y/N's responses were. Boo was ready for them.

→ User 5 what are the odds they were all sitting next to their phones, terrified every time it buzzed

→ lilymhe can confirm.

The Witcher Masterpost

Main Masterpost

The reader is my OC, Akela, just with the pronouns/name changed as Tumblr seems to prefer reader!fics. Her version of each story can be found here.

one shots

Sticks and Stones (Geralt x reader) - After Renfri’s death, you find Geralt surrounded by a crowd of people throwing stones at him and yelling at him to die. Needless to say, you react in the only way possible. Like a witcher.

Heart of Geralt (Geralt x Jaskier x reader) - Geralt and Jaskier’s first meeting, except with an added twist. Who knew the White Wolf liked raspberries?

The White Wolf and His Pup (Geralt x OC) - Geralt finds a baby girl in the woods, and for some reason, he can’t quite let her go.

Fragile (Geralt x OC) - Geralt deals with a sick baby.

An Accidental Purpose (Geralt x witchers x OC) - Geralt brings the baby he found in the woods to Kaer Morhen to meet Vesemir and his brothers.

Like Father, Like Daughter (Geralt x OC) - Geralt should have expected his child’s first word to be ‘fuck’.

Raising a Wild Pup (Geralt x OC) - Geralt deals with a tantrum, watches the sun set, and goes swimming. In one evening. That’s his superpower. He calls it fatherhood.

Eleven (Geralt x reader) - For a five-year-old, political events can be boring. Thankfully, Geralt is a master at distracting you.

Fire (Geralt x reader) - It’s your birthday, and you and Geralt celebrate by playing a game.

Book (Geralt x reader) - After a long day, you ask Geralt to read you a story before bed.

Eye of the Beholder (Geralt x Yennefer x Jaskier x reader) - Geralt has a tendency to cover your eyes whenever a naked person steps into view—as any father does—but this proves to be quite difficult when he first meets Yennefer.

Sex and Apologies (Geralt x Yennefer x Jaskier x reader) - After the djinn causes the building to fall around Geralt and Yennefer, you believe your guardian to be dead. He is, of course, very much alive, and you’re far from happy.

First (Geralt x reader) - You smile at a boy, and Geralt starts to worry.

Little Traveller (Geralt x reader) - While staying at an inn, you sleepwalk, leaving a very uneasy Geralt to come and find you.

You Make Me Smile (Geralt x reader) - The one thing you should never do is start a tickle fight with a witcher.

Each Other (Geralt x reader) - Geralt would never have believed that he’d one day find himself braiding a teenage girl’s hair, never mind her braiding his… But here he is. And he isn’t complaining.

Like Him (Geralt x Jaskier x reader) - You and Geralt have an argument, and it takes a certain bard to get you to stop glaring daggers at each other and make up.

Dad (Geralt x reader) - Three times Geralt called you his daughter, and the one time you called him ‘Dad’.

A Mother’s Touch (Yennefer x reader) - Geralt is great, but sometimes, all you need is a mother’s arms to wrap around you and hold you close.

To Annoy a Witcher (Geralt x reader) - Five times Geralt hated the bard’s song, and the one time he didn’t.

Wild Rabbit (Geralt x reader) - You meet your mother—the mother who, as the stories go, left you to the monsters in the woods. Fortunately, you were found by Geralt before they could get you, but it’s safe to say you’re not happy to see this woman… and neither is Geralt.

Mud Monster (Geralt x Jaskier x reader) - Jaskier should have known better than letting you convince him to play a prank on Geralt.

To Love and Be Loved (Geralt x Yennefer x reader) - Geralt and Yennefer aren’t exactly the most well-behaved parents when it comes to you and teenage boys.

Fishy Business (Geralt x OC) - Geralt teaches you how to catch fish.

Until the End (Geralt x reader) - After Geralt loses both Yennefer and Jaskier on that mountainside, you’re there to assure him that he’s not alone.

Constant (Geralt x reader) - You’re worried that, once Geralt finds Ciri, he’ll stop caring for you. Geralt’s quick to put your mind at ease.

Jealousy (Geralt x Ciri x reader) - You meet Ciri, and you are less than happy.

Name Game (Geralt x reader) - Geralt accidentally calls Ciri something he shouldn’t have.

The Pup and the Cub (Ciri x reader) - Geralt leaves you and Ciri to finally sort out your differences.

The Bard and the Barber (Geralt x Jaskier x Ciri x reader) - Though you’re all too happy to see Jaskier again, there’s one thing that must go: his hair.

Luna Wolf (Geralt x reader) - Geralt finds you on the bleak path of revenge as you hunt the leshy that killed Eskel.

For Eskel (Ciri x reader) - In the Temple of Melitele, you grieve Eskel.  

drabbles

Geralt x Jaskier - (“For someone who’s totally selling the monster-killing, impassive mystique, you’re surprisingly kid-friendly.”)

Geralt x Lambert x Eskel x Vesemir - (Geralt was beginning to think he should never have introduced Akela to the other witchers.)

Geralt x reader - (“I’m bleeding!”)

Geralt x reader - (“Are you mad at me?”)

Geralt x reader - (“What the hell are you holding and why is it…wriggling?”)

Geralt x reader - (“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”)

Geralt x Lambert x reader - (“Poke me again and see what happens.”)

Geralt x Jaskier x reader - (“For the first time in my life, I genuinely want to throw my life in the ocean.”)

Geralt x reader - (“I’ll be here when you wake up.”)

Geralt x reader - (“Where’s Roach?”)

Geralt x reader - (“You have a stick in your hair.”)

Geralt x reader - (“You know I love you.”)

Jaskier x reader - (“I’ll always be there for you.”)

Geralt x reader - (Waking up face down in the dirt didn’t surprise him. The fact that said dirt was in a rose garden, did.)

Geralt x reader - (“You can join them, you know.”)

Confused Hatred

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Gekko didn’t understand why you hated his little homies.

Most importantly, he couldn’t understand why his little friends wanted so desperately to be liked by you.

He just couldn’t understand you.

And he hated it.

He hated you by extension, too.

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When Gekko woke up, he felt refreshed and in an amazing mood.

Today was going to be a good day.

He gently woke up and greeted his little homies, sensing that they, too, were in a positive vibe.

He felt like hardly anything could ruin his day.

He exited his room, immediately going for the kitchen to fix himself a latte, happily greeting Cypher while passing by.

“Well, you seem to be in a good mood,” He observed, a smile in his voice.

“Yeah ! I just woke up, too, so the vibes are just perfect right now,” He answered, nodding enthusiastically as he poured his beverage in his cup.

“Glad to hear it, young friend,” The sentinel said, nodding as well.

His critters noticed something, and suddenly grew more agitated. Wingman almost fell off the counter he was sitting on out of pure excitement.

The initiator caught him just in time, however. 

Turning to see the source of the ruckus, he immediately saw you.

Just like that, his bright smile faded away.

You were looking at him and his friends with such disdain and disgust… 

It made his blood boil.

Dizzy slowly flew over to you, trying to appear friendly.

Noticing her, your disgust visibly grew and you took a step back.

She wasn't going to abandon just like that, however, continuing to make her way towards your face.

“If you don't stop that thing right now Gekko, I will swat it away,” You warned, glaring at the poor little homie. 

At least you were nice enough to warn him… 

Gently taking her into his hands, it was his turn to glare at you.

Silently, you held his gaze, as if challenging him, daring him to say anything. 

“What the fuck is your problem ?” He questioned, frowning. 

He felt rage building inside his chest, hot and almost painful.

“I could ask you the same question. Deadlock has already said that those… Things were better off in a cage. Letting them roam free is a safety hazard for everyone,” You replied coolly, your eyes sharp. 

Staring through him and into his soul.

It both freaked him out and made him even angrier. 

“They haven't hurt anyone !” He almost shouted, bringing Dizzy – who he was still holding – closer to his chest protectively. 

“Yet,” You continued, as if you were an oracle and could tell the future. 

Hell, hardly anyone was aware what you were capable of, for all he knew…

He shook his head.

Gekko was giving you way too much credit.

And he wasn't about to ruin his amazing day talking to you. 

Grabbing his now finished drink, he turned away from you to face his little friends.

He could sense their curiosity and pure want to befriend you.

It almost overwhelmed him.

If he wasn't already used to it, he would've been, if he were honest.

“C'mon little homies, let's go somewhere peaceful,” He announced, and he felt their disappointment.

You chuckled, dry and hollow. 

He felt his cheeks grow hotter due to how much anger he was feeling.

“You do know that nowhere will be “peaceful” with them around, right ?” You questioned, nonchalantly. 

He decided for his own good to ignore you, already walking away.

How the initiator allowed you to have that much influence on him was beyond his comprehension. 

Slowly sipping his drink, he watched over Iso and Jett playing with his little friends in the lounge fondly. 

Why couldn't you just…

He sighed, frustrated, while shaking his head. 

He should seriously stop thinking about you.

Maybe he should go for a walk, perhaps that'll clear his mind. 

He waited a bit, not wanting to ruin his homies’ fun. 

But they all knew him too well, and slowly left the two Asian agents to be by his side. 

Mosh was the last one to hop over. 

“Let's go for a walk !” He offered happily. 

They all cheered.

After all, it wasn't often they could explore the garden and by extension the forest, Gekko being too afraid of them getting lost or eating something they shouldn't have.

He didn't know them as much as he'd like, and he hated that.

What if one fell sick ?

… Or worse ?

He shook those thoughts away.

They had two healers that loved his little friends very much and would do anything for them.

They weren't the only ones feeling that way, too.

Now in a better headspace once again, he went outside, his friends following him close by. 

He looked around, admiring the scenery and the peacefulness of nature, following the path towards the garden, which was being taken care of by both Skye and Omen.

He didn’t expect to see anybody there other than those two.

Instead of literally anybody else, he saw you. 

He almost groaned in discontent, but then he saw the expression you were wearing.

You didn’t even have your eyes open as you simply listened to the world around you, content.

He noticed a bunny hopping next to you, and some birds curiously observing you very closely.

Even if he hated your guts, he admitted that this scene was…

Peaceful.

Pretty.

When you opened your eyes, he fully expected you to shoo away the animals around you, but instead…

You gently smiled at them, offering them a tiny bit of your food.

He truly couldn’t understand you.

What was so different between his critters and regular animals ?

He could argue that his little homies were more likeable than any animal, since he could at least communicate with them.

Sighing softly, he was turning around when he accidentally stepped on a dry twig that snapped rather loudly…

… Spooking every animal nearby in the process.

He winced, not uttering a single word.

He started making a step away from the whole scene, away from you, but your voice made him stop dead in his tracks. 

“Hey,” You spoke up, coldly. “You could at least apologise…” You continued, your tone dry. 

Right.

“Sorry about that,” He apologised, not turning to you. 

“So on top of being a freak lover, you’re a freak yourself ? Just watching people silently while they’re having a nice time outside ?” You spat, clearly unhappy. 

“My homies aren’t freaks !” He exclaimed, whipping his body around to face you. 

“So you aren’t denying the other claims ?” You retorted without missing a beat.

“Insult me all you want, but do not come for my friends,” He hissed, using his body to block your view of his little homies. 

It was Thrash’s turn to try to get close to you, and she floated her way happily and curiously.

Gekko realised that she was attempting to mimic the movements of a bunny.

He would’ve cooed if this action weren’t to have your good graces, out of everybody’s. 

“Get that thing away from me while you’re at it,” You ordered, shifting away from her path.

“I don’t get why you don’t like them and yet like animals,” He muttered, kneeling to get Thrash’s attention.

“Those aren’t animals, that’s why,” You replied as if it was obviously why. 

The initiator only scoffed in answer.

He received a notification from his phone.

It was from Brimstone, telling him he was on the mission in the evening.

He smiled, that would mean that he would get away from you for a bit-

“Huh, it seems like I’m on mission duty for tonight…” You mumbled, thoughtful.

He groaned.

The mission brief was simple ; get to Icebox, prevent the Valorant Legion from planting to spike – or diffuse it if they do get it down – and go home.

As to why they needed both him and you on the same mission…

Well, even if it was explained to him multiple times, he still didn’t get it.

… But he also knew that what you were capable of was unknown to him, and since it was the best team composition for this plan…

He sighed.

He felt his critters being agitated, since he was forced to sit right next to you.

He didn’t like being close to you.

It always made him feel… Weird.

He knew why, though.

He still didn’t like the reason at all.

But he remained silent about it.

He didn’t want to let you of all people know how much you influenced his mood.

Or even how he truly felt about you.

He already knew the answer to his question, after all.

Before he realised it, they arrived at Icebox.

Being one of the first to step out of the Falcon, he turned to Sage, the assigned team leader for this mission.

“So… Game plan ? What are you feeling, Sage ?” He asked, trying to sound as jovial as normal.

He wasn’t really feeling it, but at least he could try, right ?

She immediately turned to you.

“Can you hold B site with Gekko ?” She gently questioned, and you met eyes with him.

After holding gazes for a moment, you had a small sigh.

“Sure,” You caved, tearing your gaze away from him.

Stepping out of the aircraft, your cheeks and nose immediately turning a light pink.

He looked away.

He wasn’t looking forward to this mission.

It has now been a few hours since they arrived, the sun long gone and temperatures dropping way below zero.

He had to admit, he was freezing. He thought he’d be fine with just a couple of layers, but the cold was really biting, and he was struggling to hold both his weapon and keep his face warm. 

He glanced at you.

You didn’t seem to be having any problems at all. 

Steadily holding your angle by Yellow, you didn’t even seem phased by the freezing cold air.

“Hold your angle instead of looking at me,” You said, not tearing your eyes away from Main.

Right, he needed to hold Mid and Tube.

Looking away, he readjusted his grip on his Bulldog. 

He was losing the feeling of the tip of his fingers.

“Hey, any updates ?” He questioned into the quiet comm link.

He hated how shaky his voice sounded

“Not yet, however they should be attacking soon,” Answered Sage, her tone even.

He sighed.

“How soon is soon, anywa-” He was cut off by gunshots. “Nevermind,” He continued, immediately running towards you.

“Stay in your position, I got it,” You immediately said when you realised what he was doing.

You managed to put one down, but not without receiving a bullet or two yourself.

He heard footsteps behind him. 

Pulling out Dizzy, he threw her out to blind his attackers while getting to cover.

He counted two blinds.

“Someone’s here, too !” He semi-shouted into the comms.

“We are on our way,” Said Neon as he could hear the familiar noise of her running. 

She should be here within a couple seconds, then.

As if on cue, Gekko heard her electrified footsteps by Snowman. 

Looking over to where you were at, he was surprised to see that you were struggling.

“I’m going to try to get out of this position, cover me if you can,” You announced between two shots.

Wingman immediately went out of his bag and ran towards the enemy he saw, making them look at him instead of you, giving you enough time to run away towards Gekko.

“Can you cover me while I get Dizzy ?” He asked in the heat of the moment.

He didn’t know what he expected from his request.

A refusal, an insult, anything but…

“Sure,” You said, not looking at him.

He was too distracted by the fact that you accepted to realise that you were already shooting to cover him.

It wasn’t until you shouted at him to get his ass moving that he went back to earth, running towards Dizzy’s bubble and picking her up. 

He dashed back into cover, only sustaining a couple of light injuries. 

Soon enough, Thrash felt ready to be thrown onto the field.

He barely registered what happened next, everything going so fast.

One minute, he was holding Thrash in his palm, the next, she was diving in front of you to take a swarm of bullets that would’ve definitely killed you and turned into her bubble form.

Somehow too stunned to move and to kill the enemy in front of you, the initiator decided to take him down in your stead.

There was no way he would let Thrash’s sacrifice go in vain. 

The rest of the gunfight went by. 

Bit by bit, the enemy numbers went down, until the last body hit the ground as you shot the mirror agent in the head. 

Everybody relaxed and let their guard down as Gekko went around the site to pick up his little homies.

He was exhausted, and he could tell it was the case for the others, too.

When his eyes landed on you, you had an unreadable look on your face as you stared at the body of the Omega Earth agent that almost killed you if Thrash didn’t act that fast. 

He wondered what was going through your mind. 

Your eyes met. 

He held your gaze, unwavering, as he sat up from his kneeling position.

He shivered. 

He really should’ve brought an extra coat…

The initiator looked away, already starting to walk towards the Falcon, when he heard another pair of footsteps behind him.

Knowing it was you, he paid it no mind.

He froze when he felt a soft and warm extra layer on his shoulder.

Turning to you, bewildered, he saw how close your two faces were.

Your breaths were merging into one.

You looked away, taking a step back, looking almost… Embarrassed ?

“If you go hypothermic now, Sage will spend too much time with you and neglect everybody else,” You simply justified, walking away as your cheeks got visibly redder. 

He decided to blame it on the cold, feeling his own face growing hotter, too.

A few days had passed since that mission, and Gekko could tell you wanted to say something to him.

Every time he was alone, you were looking at him expectantly, sometimes even daring to take a few steps towards him before… 

Turning away once your eyes locked in with each other.

He sighed.

You were starting to bug him, if he was honest.

He didn’t mind the distance you took from him, by all means.

… Was it weird that he sorta, just maybe missed the banter ?

…

Probably.

He sighed, frustrated.

He was just chilling on his bed in his room, staring at the ceiling while the little critters were either sleeping or quietly chilling.

What was he going to do with you ?

Should he continue this cycle of hatred that has been going on for months now, or should he attempt for what felt like the umpteenth time to be the bigger person ?

A soft, gentle – almost shy – knock brought him back to earth as well as catching the attention of Wingman and Mosh, the only two still awake.

He didn’t recognise the pattern.

“Come in,” He invited, expecting someone like Sage to enter.

He froze when he saw you, however.

You were wearing one of your gigantic oversized hoodies, definitely too big for your form, hands deep in your pockets. 

Wingman immediately ran to greet you, and you tensed, your expression – previously timid and almost apologetic – quickly changing to surprise and wariness. 

“Wingman, c’mere. We talked about this,” He recalled the little guy, who for once, listened to him. 

You visibly relaxed once he was back at an acceptable distance.

You closed the door behind you.

He guessed you were finally going to commit to what you were attempting to say for the last few days.

Your eyes landed on Thrash.

“How is it ?” You asked almost too quietly for him to hear. 

“She’s doing fine, no thanks to you,” He answered coolly, studying you. 

Your expression didn’t change as you slowly shifted your eyes from Thrash’s sleeping form to Dizzy’s, then to Wingman and finally… Mosh.

It was as if you were trying to see something.

Whatever you were attempting to find, you didn’t manage to, and you frowned. 

“What’s up ?” He questioned, squinting.

He almost got up from his bed to shield them away from your sight.

There was always something with your eyes.

As if you were able to stare into someone’s….

He didn’t know.

But you could see something, and not knowing what made him uneasy.

He heard rumours about your touch, too.

Always brief, always accidental.

But for a short moment, they felt more aware, almost opening a third eye into the future.

“Did I ever tell you why I didn’t like you and your things ?” Your voice brought him back from his thoughts.

He took some time to attempt to remember the reason why, but…

You both started off rather well, but as soon as you met the homies, you had immediately shutted down and started the hating cycle. 

“Nah, you never told anybody, or I would know,” He said confidently.

You chuckled.

“A handful of people know, but I asked them to not tell you,” You replied, shifting your weight.

“... Why ?” He questioned, visibly and audibly confused. 

“I’m going to tell you now,” You reassured, then sighed. “Don’t freak out, but when I lock eyes with people… I become more aware of them. It’s hard to explain, but I can understand them on a deeper level, know their fears and hopes, hell, even their past sometimes for example,” You explained, refusing to meet his eyes. 

Why… 

Why were you telling him this ?

“It’s universal for every living thing, radiant or not. But…” You locked eyes with Wingman. “When I look into your things, I don’t see anything. I can’t sense anything, it’s just… Void,” You finally said, rubbing your elbow. 

“And that’s why you don’t like them ?” He asked, still confused but… He started to understand.

“Basically,” You sighed. “It just, it freaks me out, man. I don’t wanna find out what happens when I touch them, so I always try to avoid it if I can. So far, I’ve succeeded,” You continued, looking at the floor. 

“That explains for the little homies but… Why don’t you like me ?” He enquired, fearing the answer.

“That’s ‘cause I can’t figure you out. I genuinely can’t tell if you wanna gut me or fuck me or even if you hate or love me… Hurts my head, sometimes,” You replied honestly, still not looking at him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” He denied, feeling his face and ears grow hot.

“Totally not why you’re blushing, too, huh ?” You replied, amused.

He looked at you, and your eyes met.

He remembered what you said earlier, but he knew it was too late.

If you didn’t know before, you certainly knew now. 

“You actually love me,” You announced out loud, surprise clear on your face.

He didn’t say anything, bracing for the impact of rejection. 

“Here I thought I was alone in this,” You muttered, loud enough for him to hear.

“Huh ?” He intelligently said.

“I love you too, dumbass,” You announced, louder this time.

That was…

“Wild,” He instinctively said, which made you chuckle.

“Indeed,” You confirmed, relaxing.

Sure, everything wasn’t perfect yet, but now that the air was cleared up…

Gekko finally felt like he had a chance with you.

What was he saying, of course he had one.

He was just glad that it wasn’t going to be toxic.

That you were actually trying in this relationship, too.

please wake up ; h.h.

𓂃 ⋆ 𓈒 masterlist

summary. instead of stoick dying after toothless is under the bewilderbeasts control, you, hiccup's younger sister, are almost hit, resulting in tears and desperation.

pairing. hiccup haddock x sister!reader

genre. angst, hurt/comfort, platonic.

word count. 2.8k

warnings. for plot reasons, valka was taken by cloudjumper when hiccup was 4 and you were a baby, near death experiences, violence, lots of angst.

✐ i couldn’t find the original post for the gif (i found it on pinterest, reposted), but the username is in the top left corner of the gif ^^

The amount of fear that ran through Hiccup when Drago yelled out his bone chilling scream, waving his staff around in the air… it was immeasurable. The aggression that the throaty sound held in it sent a chill down Hiccup’s spine. He knew at that moment, that he was in serious trouble.

The ground shook with each step that the bewilderbeast took towards them, and rather than the calm awe and serenity that Hiccup felt when he met his mothers bewilderbeast, looking into the eyes of this one made him feel a fear that he couldn’t get rid of.

“No dragon can resist the alpha’s command.” Drago said lowly, his voice scratching its way out of his throat. “So, he who controls the alpha, controls them all.”

A hint of rage settled in Hiccups veins as Drago spoke, pointing his staff towards Toothless.

The rage nearly dissipated, a low sound emitting throughout snow and ice covered land. The sound came from the bewilderbeast, it’s pupils narrowed at Toothless. Toothless began shaking his head, making a noise of discomfort. “Toothless?” Hiccup said worriedly.

Toothless continued to whimper, shaking his head around. “T-toothless, you okay, bud? What’s going on?” But all of the words leaving Hiccups mouth did nothing.

Drago’s voice sounded again. “Witness true strength. The strength of will over others.” Drago was holding up his staff again, the pointed end pointing to Toothless, who suddenly rose, ever so still. “In the face of it… you are nothing.”

When Hiccup realized he was now looking at the end of the staff, it being pointed directly at his chest, he knew that trouble was arising. Toothless slowly turned towards him, pupils as narrow as the bewilderbeast’s were. “Uh,” Hiccup slowly backed away from his dragon, “What did he just tell you?”

Toothless got low to the ground, snarling as he slowly crept over towards his rider, who kept backing away. “Toothless, come on. What’s the matter with you?” He felt the desperation begin to tear at his heart, knowing that there was almost nothing he could do. And sudden moves or sounds could result in the controlled Toothless to pounce on him, resulting in his demise. Even if Hiccup could get a hit in, how much would that break his heart? Would he be able to hurt his best friend?

“No, no, no, no. Come on. What are you doing? Knock it off.” Hiccup knew he was being backed up into ice, and soon he would have no where to go. “Stop!” He yelled out, “snap out of it!” But the attempt was useless, as Toothless kept his slow, creeping pace.

The world around his became almost meaningless. It was just him, Toothless, and mountains of ice trapping him in. “Toothless, no! Toothless.”

Toothless hissed, preparing to launch a heated breath of fire at him, and he felt his heart drop. “Don’t!”

He almost didn’t hear the broken cry of his name being shouted, his eyes remaining on Toothless’ sharp ones. “Stop!”

“Hiccup!” The voice shouted again, and with wide eyes, he looked, and his heart sunk further. You were running right towards him, determination and fear in your eyes. The painful realization of what you were doing came all too quick, and his fear that was once reserved for himself was now almost entirely for you. “Y/n! No!”

But it was too late, you were right next to him, and then crashing into him. Hiccup slid across the snow covered ground, gasping in fear of what he’d see when he looked at you.

He looked just in time to see the blast of fire miss you—just in time to see it hit the ice behind you, breaking a peace of it off as it came crashing down onto you.

“No!”

He startled himself with the cry that left his lips. The world around him faded out again. It was only you, him, and his shallow breaths. “No…” He said again, the disbelief strong in his tone. This couldn’t be happening.

He ran over to you, feeling like he was going to collapse. He was by your side in seconds—he was by your side and there you were, covered in shards of teal-blue ice. Your eyes were shut; your breathing was barely there. He feared every one of your breaths would be your last.

He groaned as he pushed the ice off of you, piece by piece. As each shard slid off, an already growing bruise was left in its wake wherever your skin was visible.

The despair was crushing him; engulfing him; making a home into his heart that was sinking even further as it buried itself into the ever so cold snow beneath him. He grabbed and pulled at your left arm, pulling you off of your side and onto your back. “Y/n!”

Hiccup hardly paid attention to his mother dropping by his side, and his father close behind her. Your breaths were still so shallow.

“Y/n… Oh, my Gods.” His breath caught in his throat, and he faintly felt his mothers hand rest on his shoulder. For the better of his own sanity, he pressed to fingers to your neck, sighing in relief at the slow and weak feeling of your heartbeat beneath his fingers. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

“Wake up… please wake up.” He ignored every sound around him, including the sound of his friends arriving to the scene. He couldn’t help but to wrap his arms around you, being ever so careful and gentle with your injured form. He felt like he had already lost you, the thought making tears roll down his face. He couldn’t believe that you had gotten hurt instead of him: the target.

You—the younger sister who came into his life when he was just 4 years old. The sister who listened to him when everyone turned a blind eye and pretended like he didn’t exist. You were always there, and as he held you close, he couldn’t get rid of the fear that soon you would be here no longer.

All of his attention was on you, until he heard a low coo from his very own dragon: the dragon who did this.

As Toothless’ snout brushed up against your hand, he couldn’t help the anger that enveloped him. Deep down he knew it wasn’t Toothless’ fault, but something else told him he needed something to be angry at. After seeing the way Toothless’ had unknowingly injured you, his emotions got the best of him. “No! Get away from her!” Hiccup harshly shoved Toothless away, feeling guilt at the way his dragon whined in response, but Hiccup was spiralling.

He stood to his feet, looking down at Toothless. “Go on! Get out of here!”

Toothless took a small step forward, his eyes holding sadness at being shouted at, but Hiccup shouted again. “Get away!”

Hiccup was a mix of emotions as Toothless coward away and ran off.

“It’s not his fault.” Valka said softly, her sadness making her voice wobble only slightly. “You know that.”

And Hiccup did know that. He fell to his knees again, fresh tears rolling down his face as he looked at you. Your eyes were still closed.

The bewilderbeast roared out, but Hiccup almost didn’t hear it as his mother spoke. “Good dragons under the control of bad people… do bad things.”

“Come on!” Hiccup heard someone shout, along with the sound of Toothless whimpering. He looked up, and Drago was riding a once again controlled Toothless, leading him away. “Gather the men and meet me at Berk!”

Hiccup felt an urgency rush through him, and he jumped up onto his feet. “Toothless!” He cried out to him, but Valka held him back. He felt useless as the alpha roared out, and Drago’s men prepared to leave the island.

He couldn’t help but to continue to cry. He just lost his best friend, and he looked down at you, worried that he would lose another. He dropped down beside you again, feeling like the entire world was against him. He felt lost and scared. He couldn’t lose you. He doesn’t know what he’d do without you.

“Hiccup…” Stoick said from behind him. Hiccup could already picture the look on his face based of the sadness in his voice.

“No, Dad.” Why were they acting like you were already dead? You just had to wake up.

As the tears kept falling down his cheeks, his friends backed away and watched from a good distance, as he needed his space. His parents stayed close behind him.

“We have to— we have to do something. Why isn’t anyone doing anything? My sister is dying and you’re all just standing around waiting for—“ Waiting for her to die.

“Hiccup,” Gobber said softly, a pained sigh leaving the man’s lips, “there’s not much we can do, right now. Not here. Back home, maybe things would be better. But we don’t have our dragons to get there, Hiccup.”

Hiccup remained looking at you, still. “So, why are you all acting like you don’t care?” Maybe that was harsh, but he was still spiralling.

“Hiccup, of course we care.” When Astrid spoke, Hiccup looked at her and found a world of sadness in her eyes. Maybe she was worried for you; maybe she felt guilt and pity for him; maybe it was both. The the look in her eyes made him feel less alone.

Hiccup was silent for a few moments, and then, “There’s nothing we can do?” He chose to ignore the way his voice cracked with emotion.

His father sighed, and removed his helmet, holding it to his chest. “Nothing we can do but pray that she wakes up.”

Hiccup inhaled deeply. “I need a second alone with her.”

He didn’t receive a response, he only heard the sound of footsteps slowly backing away.

With a shaking hand, he took your hand into his, watching a teardrop fall down and land on your fingertip. The desperation in him had been making a slow incline, and he wasn’t sure how much of this he could take.

“You have to wake up.” He whispered, falling back down to wrap an arm around you. “Come on. Wake up.”

But as your breathing remained slow, he felt the tears roll down a little faster, and he couldn’t help the sob that slipped past his lips. “Wake up. Come on, what are you doing? Get up…”

A hitch in your breath.

As the sound reaches his ears, and he feels the pattern of your breath change for only a moment, his head snaps up. Your face is neutral, a scrape and bruise on your right cheekbone.

“Y/n?…”

He’s filled with a sense of hope, and just as it feels like it was a trick of his mind, your breath catches again, and your brows move the smallest amount.

“Oh, my Gods.” Hiccup breathes out. “Y/n? Hey… wake up, come on.”

Your eyes began to flutter open and it’s like Hiccup and finally breathe again. He leans forward so that you see him, and your eyes meet his. “Hiccup?”

Hiccup laughs, light and airy, and nods. “Yeah, I’m here. You’re okay.

Your face scrunches up a little as you become aware of the pain running across your skin. Hiccup notices and a slight frown lands on his face.

Your hand squeezes his, “I’m glad you’re okay, Hiccup.”

Hiccup can’t help the shock that runs through him. “You’re glad I’m okay? I’m glad you’re okay…” he then sighs, thinking about how he nearly lost you. The ache in his heart was still there, like a poison latching onto him, killing him slowly. He couldn’t believe how close to death you had gotten. “I thought I was gonna lose you.”

And then he was hugging you again, being as gentle as possible. He felt you wrap an arm around his back, but he could tell that by the way your arm was shaking, it was taking more of a toll on you than you’d like to admit. Hiccup pulled back. “Don’t strain yourself.”

Your eyes were still only about half open and he wouldn’t be surprised if you passed out soon. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna be fine. I promise.”

But his words could only be heard so clearly as the world began to fade once again. It had taken so much of your energy to stay conscious as long as you did.

“No, no, no. Keep your eyes open, okay? Stay awake, stay awake— Dad!”

The last thing you saw was your brother and parents hovering over you, and then you were welcomed into a deep sleep once again.

⿻

The rest of the day went by so fast, yet so slow. Hiccup felt pride for him and Toothless—who he had since forgiven and apologized to—for being able to fight against Drago and the alpha. After this, it was clear that Toothless had earned his place as the alpha. However, as all of this had been happening, you were the only thing on Hiccup’s mind. He was fighting for everyone, and most importantly to avenge you. This was Drago’s fault—all of this. Hiccup had to do something about it, and he did.

It was likely clear how much he was worrying for you, because not long after the bewilderbeast had dove into the water, taking Drago with him, his mother was at his side. He knew from the look on her face alone that she was saying he should go to you. He didn’t waste a second.

He ran up to his house, passing by people cheering and shouting out of glee, and he pushed open his front door and ran straight to your room. There you were, under the care of Gothi, tucked into your bed and bandaged wherever needed. It was honestly a wonder that they were even able to get you to Berk while you were unconscious, but they managed. Hiccup was just glad to see you now, alive and breathing.

Gothi nodded at him, making her way out of the room. Hiccup remained still for a moment, looking down at you. It pained him to see you like this.

Eventually he sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at his hands. He felt so guilty about you getting hurt. It felt like it was his fault, somehow. You had jumped to save him, and this is where it brought the both of you. Surely, he was partially at fault for this outcome.

“You’re not blamin’ yourself, are you?”

At the sound of your voice, Hiccup whipped his head around, eyes wide and burning with tears that haven’t even quite built up yet. “You’re awake.”

You nodded lightly, looking down at your bandaged and bruised body. You didn’t regret a thing you did.

“Why… did you do that?” Hiccup started slowly. He didn’t expect this to be what he decided to talk about, but he got to thinking and his mouth was moving before he even realized it. “I mean… save me—“ He took a deep breath, brows furrowing at the topic at hand.

“What else did you want me to do?” You said. You sounded determined, strangely enough.

“I—“

“I couldn’t just… stand there.”

“I wanted you to.”

You sighed this time. “And what? Watch you die? You could’ve.”

Hiccup saw tears begin to form in your own eyes, and he somewhat felt bad for bringing this up right now. “You could’ve, too.”

“I know.” You stated. There was a brief pause as you both collected your thoughts. You didn’t want to argue about this. Neither of you wanted to make anger out of grieving for someone who hadn’t even died. “I care about you, Hiccup. You looked just as scared as I felt. Even if you don’t want to admit it. I don’t know what I would’ve done with myself if you got hurt, or worse. I love you, but I’m not sorry for what I did. I’d rather be hurt than you be hurt instead.”

Hiccup gazed down at you and realized in that moment that you were just like any other Haddock—stubborn as hell. Hiccup and his father were some of the most stubborn people on Berk, if not the most stubborn, and he wouldn’t be surprised that if he got to know his mother a little more, she would turn out to be the same.

Having such a quality can be unbearable at times, but it made for some pretty promising trust with the people you love.

“Well,” Hiccup broke into a smile, chuckling lightly. “I would do the same for you.”

You laughed softly. “I’d hope so.”

Hiccup was shocked when you started pushing yourself up on the bed all of a sudden. “Hey, woah, woah, woah. What are you doing?”

“Relax. I know my limits.” You snickered, and then winced. All of a sudden your arms were around Hiccup and Hiccup wasn’t sure if it was the stupidest or sweetest thing you’ve ever done. Probably both.

Hiccup hugged you back, his eyes closing as it felt like the day was finally calming down. “Don’t ever do anything like that again.”

An amused scoff, and then, “no promises.”

Definitely a Haddock.

@ sakufilms

"Hermosa" - Gekko x F!Reader Part 1

Gekko x F!Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Word count: 17.7K

This is my first Valorant fanfic ever, been wanting to do this for a while, hope you enjoy! There will be multiple parts for this, hehe

(C/N) = Codename (your agent name)

(Y/N) = Your name

Everything's SFW for this part, there will be fluff and angst, I really hope you like this so far!!

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You were amongst the first agents to join the Valorant Protocol, alongside Sage. You two were great friends, despite the age gap. Sage was always eager to teach you new things, whether it was in the shooting range or just any hobbies you were interested in.

Brimstone wasn't left behind either, after all, he's like a father to you after you lost your family during the First Light. Your parents were forever grateful for Brimstone's help throughout the years, so when the fatal day arrived, he didn't hesitate to take you in and teach you all he knew to defend yourself, eventually leading you to join the Valorant Protocol.

Being one of the first to join allowed you to gain experience at an incredibly fast pace, and you managed to gain everyone's trust to the point no one questioned whenever Brim put you in charge for any call outs in the battlefield. It's safe to say everyone trusts you. Well, everyone except for a few.

You can't please everyone, that's clear as water to you, but you can't help the uneasiness around other agents like Fade and Omen. Maybe it's just the way they are; laid back, lacking communication in some aspects, but they know enough to not go against your word. Brim wouldn't like that.

"(Y/N), Sage," Brim was shuffling through some files as you and Sage stood behind him. "We need to locate the next agents to join the protocol, but we also have a setback due to Omega Earth agents scouting a new location that Fade has gathered intel on." You couldn't pinpoint it but he seemed... off. You've almost never seen him in such stance for the last two years in VP.

Sage approached Brim and placed her hand on his shoulder, as if to ground him. "Brimstone, just tell us what to do and we'll get it done."

This seemed enough to help Brim regain his senses and prompted to clear his throat. "Right, apologies, you two." You smiled in reassurance. "So, first things first. We need to reach this new location before Omega Earth does, for that, I'll need a 5-stack team to cover as much as possible. Sage, I need you in the battlefield for this." Sage nodded, allowing Brim to continue. "I was thinking you can take Fade with you since she's the one who retrieved this information for us. Now for the rest of the agents, I was thinking you should take Killjoy, Raze and Jett, but if you want to replace anyone for this job, feel free to do so. Any questions so far?"

Sage shook her head, "I'm assuming we need to avoid a spike being planted again, even if they're just scouting." Brim nodded. "Alright, everything's clear. I'll stick with the agents you have proposed."

"Perfect. Now," he turned to you. "I need you to help with the scouting of the next agent. We've located him, and he's actually an acquaintance of Reyna," he continued. You couldn't help the slight shiver down your spine upon hearing her name. Reyna. You've never really had bad experiences with her, it was just never clear to you whether she doubted your judgement or not. Nonetheless, you couldn't let yourself think negatively before you're even assigned this task. "Reyna will meet up with him but you need to tag along to make sure they're not followed. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." Even though he's like a father to you, you maintain professionalism within the headquarters, even when it's just the three of you. Brim nodded and turned back to the files from earlier.

"Alright, with that decided, Sage, feel free to go through these files to gather as much knowledge as possible from the sites. (Y/N), I believe Reyna is in the shooting range in case you want to discuss details with her. The sooner, the better."

With that, you promptly excused yourself and left the office, making your way towards the shooting range.

Once Sage made sure you left, she turned to Brim. "What made you decide to send her off with Reyna? You know they haven't interacted as much." Sage was concerned, since you've expressed your worries about agents disliking you in the past. Reyna was no exception.

"Reyna requested her. Those two need to eventually get along, and from the looks of it, this new kid might help with their interactions." He handed Sage the file with all of his information provided by Reyna. She hummed, and understood what Brimstone was on about.

You felt your heart pounding, anxiety dwelling up. You never struggle with these feelings in the battlefield, yet you still felt the same sense of awareness that an enemy may be nearby, watching. You suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and gasped out in surprise, turning around abruptly and firmly grabbing their wrist.

"Tae, (Y/N)..!" It was just Neon. You sighed in relief.

"Neon, thank god... I'm sorry, you scared the shit out of me." You released her wrist and breathed out, trying to calm down after the scare of your life.

"Right back at you, what are you so jumpy for anyway?" Neon couldn't help but notice your palm was sweaty when you grabbed her wrist.

"Oh, uh.. I was just looking for Reyna is all." You were hoping Neon wouldn't catch up on the fact that Reyna scares you a bit. Of course, your hopes were for nothing.

"Are you... scared of her?" She tried to stiff a laugh.

"What? Pff, of course not! Why would I?" You tried to shrug it off but it was no use. Neon laughed a bit.

"You know she's my mentor, right?" Neon smiled, "She's not as bad as she seems. She just has this.. scary aura but, trust me, as long as you don't get on her bad side, you'll be fine."

You sighed, slightly relieved. "Yeah, I just.. I've never talked to her one-on-one about something so, I guess I was just nervous."

"Well, don't be! I'm sure everything will go fine. I think she was heading to the kitchen just now, she finished practicing a while ago."

"Thank you, Neon." You smiled and headed to the kitchen.

As you walked in, you saw Reyna sitting in a chair with a coffee on one hand and a magazine on the other. You've never seen her outside of practice and missions, so it was a bit weird for you to even see her in casual clothing.

"Hey there," you slightly waved at her, awkwardly making your way to the counter and getting a glass of water. You were nervous, and Reyna could sense it.

Setting her magazine down, she looked at you. "Hello, (Y/N)." She sipped her coffee. "Your heart is racing. Something bothering you?"

You made your way to the table she was sat at and took the chair from another table before sitting down across her.

"Well, I was assigned to tag along with you to recruit this new agent and Brimstone advised me to discuss the details with you as soon as possible." You tried to talk calmly, but you knew Reyna could still sense your uneasiness anyway.

"Ah, sí. I personally asked Brimstone to assign you to this." Wait, she asked for you? Why?

"You did?"

"Sí, you see, your abilities are best suited to make sure we're not followed back into the headquarters. My little friend seems to have gotten himself into trouble after all." She was right. Being a sentinel, you were one of the best at holding positions with your enhanced senses. You're able to hear steps at a location you've previously been at, and sense any foreign entities based on their aura.

"I see, that makes sense." You were more at ease now. "So, this friend of yours, where and when are we picking him up?"

Reyna smiled. "We're going to take a trip down LA, cariño."

You didn't think you would be leaving so soon, but from what Brimstone informed you, there is already an Omega counterpart of this new guy, so it was crucial to recruit him as soon as possible.

You and Reyna got off a train. You were keeping a low profile, so you were both wearing a vest under your casual clothes, with a pistol and a knife strapped in a hidden spot for both of you. You carried a Ghost while Reyna brought a Sherif.

"Alright, this is the meeting spot. We're way earlier than him, so that should give you enough time to scout the place." Reyna said while taking her phone out. "I'm letting him know we're here, so it should take him around 20 to 30 minutes to get here. That enough time for you?" She turned to you after sending the text message.

"More than enough. Got your earpiece?" Reyna nodded. "Alright, be right back then."

Reyna watched you walk off, thinking how you and the new agent will get along. She wishes the best for him. Heck, he's a soft spot for her. She knows a bit of your story from Brimstone, and she's never once not reminded of this kid whenever he looks at you. Maybe that's the reason why she avoided you so much, but it was time to change that, since she knew you and Neon would be great friends for him, and her most preferred anyway.

Making your way down the street, you glanced at the graffiti on the walls. You were wearing a long red skirt, as much as you hate them, but underneath you wore dark skinny jeans, where your weapons were strapped on. As for your shirt, it was a black t-shirt. The dark color made it easier for you to conceal the vest underneath.

Right outside the alley were a couple of food stands, and it wasn't too crowded. You made sure to mentally map the area around you and pinpoint the most crucial paths to the meeting spot.

After a while, you had a broad vision of the area, and you decided to stay put a bit close to the most vulnerable entrance to the alley, yet not too far from Reyna.

"Reyna, I'm all set."

"Copied, he should be here any second. If you sense four sources of radianite besides his, don't worry." Reyna echoed through your earpiece. Before you had time to ask her what she meant by that, you sensed someone new, along with the other sources of radianite Reyna mentioned earlier.

You closed your eyes and focused on the meeting spot, just to be sure. Faintly, you could hear two voices.

"El caos puede ser... hermoso." You could tell that was Reyna.

"Chill, chill, we're good." A voice you've never heard before. From the friendly manner, you assumed this was the new guy.

You opened your eyes and spoke to your earpiece. "Reyna, showed up already?"

"Yes, just stay put for a bit." You knew what she meant, it would be silly of you to leave right away in case he was followed through here.

You proceeded to close your eyes and go through all the crucial spots. Nothing suspicious so far, until you heard a faint click, far away, but loud enough for you to know it was a finger placed on a trigger. You weren't sure from where exactly. You frantically looked everywhere. Then you realized there was one place you weren't able to scout. The roof.

"Reyna, duck!" You got out of your hiding spot, ripping your skirt off, and got a grenade you borrowed from Raze. A loud gunshot was heard, but Reyna was able to get the new guy away just in time. You threw the grenade on instinct based on the source of the gunshot, and oh boy, were your instincts right. An Omega soldier fell off, grunting from the pain. You got your Ghost out and tried to shoot him as soon as he fell, but he was fast. He rolled over and managed to find a hiding spot.

"Shit," you cursed. If you were fast enough you would've killed him before he finished landing.

"(Y/N), are you hurt?" You heard Reyna through your earpiece, a hint of concern could be detected on her voice. You couldn't help but smile at that.

"Worried about me now?" You laughed. "I'm fine, but this asshole has me in a pinch. He's got a sniper rifle and I'm just hiding behind a bunch of garbage."

"We're on it, just don't walk into any green goo you see on the floor." You weren't sure what she was talking about but didn't question it. Then, seconds later, you heard a gargling sound, followed by an explosion. You quickly glanced back, aiming your pistol, and quickly understood what Reyna was on about. That green thing seemed like a sort of grenade.

The soldier attempted to flee the goo before it got him, but just as he came on sight, you shot him straight through the head. You closed your eyes and quickly went over the rest of the points, making sure there was no one else lurking. You heard nothing.

You opened your eyes and met Reyna standing in a dark corner, her eyes glowing. "Nada mal para ser tu primera vez," she said amused. You were about to ask what she was on about when a green haired guy appeared on the other end of the alley. You recognized his aura from earlier.

"You think so?" The guy asked excitedly. First impression, very childish.

"Gekko, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Gekko." Reyna introduced you two.

"Thanks for saving my butt earlier, it's nice meeting you, Gekko." You extended your arm to give him a handshake. He promptly followed.

"Oh, yeah, no problem, and thanks." He scratched his neck. "Likewise."

Reyna looked at him in a funny manner before making her way out of the alley. "Well, we better get out of here before we have to deal with anything else."

You stopped in your tracks when you remembered you literally tore your skirt off. "Uhm, Reyna?" She turned around, and quickly realized what you were worried about.

She sighed in frustration, "Hand them over, I'll take them back." You thanked her and handed your pistol with your knife.

This whole time you didn't notice Gekko glancing at you, as much as he could. He had heard about you from Reyna, unbeknownst to you. He was eager to get to know you and become friends, but he never thought you would be this pretty. He got himself together and followed you two from behind.

Once you arrived at the headquarters, you notified Brimstone of the little encounter you had. This made him a bit uneasy but he acknowledged your good work, alongside Gekko's. He asked you to lead him to his room, which happened to be next to yours and Reyna's.

You made your way to the main room where everyone hangs out. They were all greeting Gekko and welcoming him.

Jett suspiciously slid next to you and wrapped her arm around your shoulders. "Heyy, what's that about the new guy saving your ass out there, huh (C/N)?" Jett was teasing you again. She was always like this, in a friendly manner, of course.

You scoffed, "I have no idea what you're talking about, wind girl."

Jett laughed, "Oh, come on! That's never to be heard of! You? The best sentinel around caught up in a tight spot? Talk about sloppiness right there, girl." As much as you knew she was joking, she was right. It was rare of you to be caught in a tight spot. You thought maybe it was the uneasiness of being around Reyna for the first time, but it wasn't time to think about that right now.

You approached Gekko and tapped his shoulder. "Ready to see your new room?"

He beamed a smile. "Yes! Can you show me around as well? Just so me and my critters don't get lost." You smiled and nodded as you waved everyone else goodbye.

In the back, you didn't notice Jett and Yoru talk behind. "I bet one of them will fall in love." Jett said to him.

"You're really going to bet against me again?" Yoru asked. "Dibs on new guy." Jett simply rolled her eyes.

"Kitchen's that way, and down the hall you'll find the locker rooms, followed by the entrance to the range. That's where we practice. You're most likely going to be training under Harbor. Just make sure your little guys don't eat our food."

Gekko wasn't paying much attention until you brought his creatures up. "Oh, yeah, don't worry about them. They don't eat normal food." He smiled. He was way too distracted admiring you, as corny as it is. Looking how you interacted with everyone made him look up to you. "Say, for how long have you been here?" You stopped in your tracks, startled at the question. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No, don't worry." You interrupted him as soon as he started to apologize. "I don't mind the questions, I'm just not used to the personal ones, I guess." Gekko said nothing in response, giving you the space to continue. "I've been here for almost two years now, since the start of the Valorant Protocol."

"Damn, so you've been here for a while."

"Pretty much."

"Well, I look forward to learning from you, (Y/N)." You turned around and saw him smiling. You don't know what it was, if it was his smile alone, or his eyes displaying trust and admiration towards you that made you a bit flustered, but one thing's for sure; his smile is contagious.

You turned around as soon as you felt yourself smile and kept walking, Gekko following from behind. "So, you're friends with Reyna?" You were curious about him too, so you couldn't help but return the personal questions to him.

"Oh, yeah, Reyna and I go way back, shortly after the First Light. I wasn't affected by it but she was, in a way. I used to know her and..." He trailed off. You glanced at him in response. "Nevermind... Anyway, my critters got to know her as well and we spent time together until she left. Then, as it turns out, she left to come here, so she dragged me along with her."

You hummed in response. You never thought Reyna would be thoughtful enough to think about someone else's future, but you never judge a book by its cover.

You chatted a bit more until you got to the dorms. "Well, this is where we all live in the headquarters. This is my room," you pointed to a door that read your codename. "And this is yours."

"We're next to each other? Qué padre, I'll get to see you often, then." You couldn't help but smile at his eagerness.

You helped Gekko set up a code for his lock and proceeded to open the door. The room was plain, with a simple bed and a small table with a closet. There were no decorations yet. This allows each agent to personalize their room to their liking.

"And here it is, your new room. I know it's plain but don't worry, we can go out shopping with the others so you can buy a few decorations and such."

"Thank you, (Y/N)." He smiled again. God, his smile is contagious. You couldn't help but smile back.

You were saying goodbye to him and his creatures, and right before you left, you turned around and looked at him, smiling. "By the way, welcome to Valorant."

hello!! pls could i request reader who's part of the original arcane gang & one of vander's children? if you're okay with it could you also focus on how their relationship would be with each specific member (specifically mylo he's my favourite) but if not then i'm okay with just their relationship with vander. i'm sorry if i'm asking for too much i'm okay with as much or as little as you wanna do :D

Ofc I can do Mylo <3 I absolutely love this request and I'll make sure to add everyone ( bonus with little man )

Pairing ; GN + Multiple characters (PLATONIC)

Pronouns ; They/Them

Character(s); Vander, Vi, Powder, Mylo, Claggor ( Bonus; Ekko )

Warnings ; lots of swearing, threatening (?), blowing up a kitchen, I can't think of anything else.

other ; Reader is a year younger than Vi

+started 1/4/22 -> ended 1/4/22 +

Vander

Dear lord, he has another one.

Being a single dad, having to protect a city, running a bar AND having 5 children was extremely tiring.

The only time you would usually see him is if he was working at the bar, or if it was night time and work was over for him.

He always felt terrible about not spending a lot of time with his children, so he'd probably stay up late at night with you and the others to make up for it.

Like once everyone was out of the bar for the night, he would play some songs and have a dance party with everyone. ( probably made some amazing root beer floats )

Whenever you would be arguing with someone, he would always make the two of you talk it out and apologize to each other.

" Vander! Mylo hid away all of my arrows and I can't go do archery! "

" I told you I didn't touch them Y/N! "

" Kids, lets calm down , we don't want the situation getting any worse. "

Once you said you wanted to try archery for the first time, he was so stoked but also scared.

What if you got hurt? stabbed yourself on accident? KILLED SOMEONE-

10000% overthinks ALL THE TIME.

Whenever it was just you and Vander alone at night, I feel like he would lay on the couch and let you lay on him.

cuddling together as he read you one of your favorite chapter books.

sometimes you would fall asleep and he would think it is the cutest thing ever.

Vander was laying on his back while you were laying on top of him. One of Vander's large arms was wrapped protectively around you as you snuggled into his chest. Vander's other hand was holding up a chapter book, soon flipping to the next page as he continued to read out loud to you.

" Nex slowly placed his hand on top of the book. Suddenly, a bright and shining light glowed from the- "

*SNOREEEEE*

"... You asleep, kiddo? "

Getting no answer, he chuckled and smiled, slowly closing the book and placing it on the coffee table. Vander picked you up in his arms and slowly walked to your room, trying to not wake you up.

He placed you on your mattress and placed the warm blankets on top of you, leaning down to the bedside and brushing your hair out of your face.

" I love you, kiddo. Sweet dreams. " He whispered, placing a small kiss on your forehead before slowly walking out of your room.

I think it would be so funny if you two just geeked out on a book you were reading about and the rest of the kids are just like " ???? "

" Oh my god, don't even get me started on how much of an asshole Kate was towards Charlie! She was so mean? FOR NO REASON TOO! " - You

" I feel like Charlie is going to find out that she actually stole Liz's gem lane instead of finally getting her own. " - Vander

" WHO THE HELL IS CHARLIE AND KATE AND WHAT THE FUCK IS A GEM LANE?! " - Vi

Would absolutely love it if you read his favorite books with him as well.

Some nicknames he would call you are kiddo, bud and kid.

Vi

Since you are a year younger than Vi, you would still get bossed around by her.

She would boss you around in a joking manner of course

Like waiting for the perfect moment of when you get off the couch to stretch and then will ask for you to get her a Fanta or a Coke.

She gets herself into a lot of fights, and you would usually be the one cleaning her wounds up

" Hold still- Vi- VI STOP MOVING, I CAN'T EVEN PUT A BAND AID ON YOU?! "

" But I look even more cooler if people see my cool battle scars! "

" Vi you are 16, I'd be concerned if you had real battle scars. "

I bet you, she would see this cute girl or guy and immediately come to you to tell you about them.

Sometimes she would ask you for advice on how to talk to them and you're just like ??

Usually, you’ll train with Vi with that robot punching bag game thingy.

You would always make bets with each other as well

And you always lost

You started getting out of breath as you uppercut the robot guy. You were 1200 points away from getting onto the leader board, but you were so exhausted it HURT. Your legs were shaking as you tried dodging one last time, getting hit by the robot and losing.

" Oopsie daisy~ and per usual I, the unbeatable Vi, won yet again. "

" ughhhhhh- I can't feel my legs- How do you do this everyday for two hours straight!? "

" My motivation is to get hot Piltover chicks and get sick abs. "

" What's with you and Piltover girls anyway? "

" Have you ever seen cute chicks down here? "

" 1. no, and 2, you are a minor, please stop saying chicks like you're a 34 year old man. "

" yeah, yeah whatever scrub. Now go get me my Fanta prize. "

Some nicknames she would call you were Scrub and Sparrow

Scrub because you can never beat her at anything that requires physical movement.

Sparrow because you like to shoot arrows.

Powder

Since she is the youngest, she gets picked on by Mylo. A lot.

Just be prepared for her to come running to you if Vi isn’t there to protect her from Mylo’s shenanigans.

She would probably look up to you because of what you do for her.

Like when she asked if you could teach her how to shoot a bow and arrow.

You made her a homemade bow and let her color and design it herself. ( which she got very excited about. )

“ great, now pull the string all the way back to your chin… “

Powder did so, closing one of her eyes as she aimed at the spray pained piece of cardboard.

“ Relax your shoulders and lower your elbow a bit. And in 3… 2… 1… shoot “

She let go of the string, the arrow flying to the other side of the room as it crashed into a vase full of wilting flowers. The two of you starred at the broken vase as it shattered to the ground and water spilled on the floor.

“ Y/N?! POWDER? WHAT HAPPENED? “ Vander yelled from the other room, the two of you hearing him get up out of his chair. “ hurry, hurry- give me the bow- “

Another reason she looks up to you is that you take the blame if Vi isn’t there to defend her.

Whenever she trips or falls and gets hurt, you’re usually the one that will clean up her wounds while Vi is there to calm her down.

I feel like Vi would hype up her falls and call them cool.

“ Yknow, that was a pretty badass fall. “ - Vi

“ Oh, totally. You owned that shit like a motha’. Fuckin’. boss. “ - You

“ See? And that’s why she is one of the strongest girls I know! “ - Vi

Oh. And the two of you spoil her so much.

She still has old markers that won’t work from 2 years ago because of how thankful she was for the gift.

She forces you and Vi to draw with her a lot because she wants to make something for you two.

Powder doesn’t really call you any nicknames normally.

But when you two are playing stuffed animals, she will call you ‘ Evil Meowtins‘ thanks to your role of a scary villain cat.

Mylo

Tried making Mylo’s the longest! Hope you enjoy, Anon :)

Being the second youngest at 14, he always tried being the ‘ coolest ‘ of the group.

There are times where he will purposely lock everyone in to show off his amazing lock picking skills.

He tries to pick fights with Claggor because he is a couple days older than him.

You are ALWAYS. the one that makes him calm down as well.

If he gets a little hot headed, he will come to you to rant for a bit.

You try and listen as well as you can, but when he doesn’t know what else to complain about he will start to repeat himself.

“ and when I fell down- HE LAUGHED AT ME. Even though it was his fault that he put the paint bucket there in the first place!! “ - Mylo

“ mhm… Yeah, I think you hit your head pretty hard because you’re forgetting that you’ve said this 4 times now. “ - You

He gets really embarrassed when you tease him in front of people but would pretend it didn’t phase him.

He teases you as well, but will apologize if you tell him to stop.

You’ve learned that Mylo has a difficult time expressing his emotions. Like really bad.

He throws fits and cause fights as a coping mechanism, which in the end makes things worse. For both him and the others.

You’ve learned to be patient with him, also defending him in certain situations when he was being the one picked on.

You’ve decided to do this little trick with him, trying to make him stop his acting out habits.

Whenever he would be nice for the day or whenever he wouldn’t complain a lot, you would give him a small brain teaser toy.

Whenever he was mediocre, you would give him maybe 1 or 3 simple Metal puzzle toys.

He would bring the small puzzles with him whenever he left the house just incase he got bored.

Then, whenever he was nice the entire day or most of the day, you would give him large and difficult puzzles for him.

Some of them would be too difficult so you would get the ones he couldn’t do and give them to Ekko.

He would always use them though, having his own little corner with all of the puzzles you got for him.

He asks you if you want to do pranks with him, which you can’t say no to or else you would be a target next.

Fun fact, did you know Claggor’s real hair color is actually blonde?

“ MYLO! “

“ What ya want now? “ He said, pretending to tinker with a locked box.

“ DID YOU DO THIS?! “ Claggor ran into their shared room and pointed at his hair. It was no longer a dirty blonde color, his hair was a very dark chocolatey brown with some blonde spots here and there.

“ Oh wow, Claggor- pfft, I never knew you wanted to dye your hair brown. “

“ I think the color suits you nicely, Claggor!” You said, giving him a genuine smile.

“ VANDERRRRR! “ Claggor screamed out, starting to walk to the other room.

“ HEY- waitwaitwait nono we can talk this out- Y/N was the one with the idea in the first place! “ Mylo panicked, quickly walking behind him while waving his arms around rapidly.

“ OI! YOU’RE SUCH A LIAR, I ONLY GAVE YOU THE CASH! HOW DARE YOU USE ME AS A HUMAN SHIELD FOR YOUR OWN GAIN! “ You yelled, soon running after them.

Thankfully Claggor started to like his new hair color and kept it for a couple more years.

Again, you never usually yell at people and you can be patient when it comes to your brothers and sisters.

The first time you got full on mad was actually thanks to Mylo.

“ Mylo… if you don’t get that bow out of your stupid little closet I will use your head as a sledge hammer and get it out myself. “

Mylo was trying to impress you on how great of a lock picker he was and locked your bow in his closet. Problem was, after he got your attention, he couldn’t get the locks open and now his lock picker was jammed.

If this was any other item you probably wouldn’t get angry. But since this was a gift from Vander and the rest of your siblings ( ft. Ekko for paying 4 cents in total ), you were getting pissed.

“ uh- uh- right- sorry okay uhm. Oh god- “

“ I’m going to give you 30 minutes to figure your shit out and if I don’t get my bow back by then, Mylo. I’ll make sure that you will see something even scarier than death itself, do you understand?!“

He nodded and quickly got back to work.

In the end, he ‘ borrowed ‘ Vander’s axe and saved your bow from being forgotten in his gross closet.

Yeah, never again.

He calls you a lot of nicknames. Some to tease you.

Gears ; you got scammed after thinking you bought a box full of arrowheads, looking in the box at home only to have 100 gears instead. Also how you got the nickname ‘ Gears for Brains. ‘

Jammer ; after the incident with the closet and your bow, whenever you you couldn’t find your bow he would call you Jammer. ( like how his lock pick got jammed )

Fruit Cake ; you once ate some old ladies fruit cake to be nice and later threw up the 3 slices she fed you. Calls you fruit cake whenever you are hurt or feeling sick.

Some other examples are ; archer, salty Salmon, sibby ( refuses to say sibling ), buggy, stinky breath, etc.

Claggor

The calmest sibling out of the entire Vander family

Usually when the two of you hang out it’s just you guys reading two different books in the same room.

It’s not that you two were awkward or didn’t like each other, you two just had your own kind of hanging out time.

But when you guys did plan to do something, the two of you would think about making trick arrows.

You two were in love with all of the comic books with Birdeye and Bait Bishop that you were both inspired to try and make their trick arrows.

Once, you two tried making a net arrow and it exploded in both of your faces.

You two got so tangled up in the nets that you had to call Vander over to cut you guys out.

Both of you can geek out about books and plays for hours and not get bored.

Sometimes Vander had to tell you guys to shut up and go to bed because of your late night talks.

“ Yeah, I honestly think Felix was the one that killed Ammi because remember in chapter 6 when they found out that Felix served prison for attacking his ex girlfriend?“ - Claggor

“ Yeah, no way. Jennie got jealous of Ammi when she went against her word and hooked up with that Taylor guy. Jennie is TOTTALY the killer- “ - you

“ kids… you’ve been talking about this for the past 2 hours… please just go to bed “ - Vander

It’s either that or he walks into the living room to see that you both fell asleep on the couch.

You two also like baking together.

Even though Claggor is the one that does most of the baking, you’re the one that does things like decorations and if you two are making a cake, you’re the one that frosts it.

The reason you only did decoration and frosting was because you were banned from baking cakes

It was a pretty uneventful day for Vander. The bar wasn’t as crowded like it usually was and no one tried to come in and pick a fight. He started humming to himself before he heard a loud boom coming from the kitchen, hearing a couple of screams and some pans dropping on the floor.

Dad mode on. “ Y/N!! NO- “ That was the sound of Claggor’s voice. He quickly left the bar and rushed to the kitchen “ Y/N?! Claggor?! Are you okay- “ Vander started coughing as he inhaled flour into his nose, squinting and fanning his hand around to try and see what happened.

“ Kids you okay? “ he asked, “ what happened in here? “

“ Y/N- how much baking powder did you use for the cake… “ Claggor asked, helping you up from the floor.

“ well- It was a lot of cake that we were making, so I poured the rest of the box. “

It was silent for a long time before you spoke up again, “ …I’m guessing I wasn’t supposed to add that much- “

“ You guess? You just exploded mY WHOLE KITCHEN- “

Vander made a weird face before looking at Claggor’s outline through the flour dust, “ your kitchen? “

“ Well it’s not that bad. “ you said quickly, trying to look on the bright side. “ at least I didn’t put metal in the microwave, hahaha!”

“ …kiddo… I love you, so, so much. I want you to know that. You are one of my oldest children, one of the mature ones and I greatly appreciate that… “

“ Aw! Thanks pops! I tr- “

“ But you’re no longer allowed to bake anything from now on. “

Oh god, after that incident, Mylo and Vi wouldn’t stop teasing you for months.

Claggor doesn’t really use nicknames for you and calls you by your name to show respect.

When the two of you are alone and he wants to get your attention, he will call you his sibling.

+++BONUS+++

Ekko

Ekko was the youngest of the group, but he was definitely the most energetic out of everyone.

Ekko looked up to you and Vi the most.

He thought you two were badass and thought you two were superheros at some point.

When you both had to tell him the truth, he was heartbroken but still looked up to you.

If he saw you out in public he would just follow you around, asking if you needed help with anything.

When he was going to be alone for the night, you would bring him back home to have a sleepover.

It was so hard to put Ekko to sleep, so sometimes you two would just read kids stories until you both passed out.

You usually fall asleep before him though…

“ and with a swoop of her wand… she gave Cinderella… “ you let out a yawn.

“ wait I want to see what happens! Don’t go to sleep yet! I want to see her pretty dress! “

“ mhm… of course little man, I’ll try and stay up. “ You smiled and kissed the top of his head. You two were currently sitting on the couch, both of you sitting cris-cross-apple-sauce while Ekko sat on your lap.

“ Cinderellas ruined dress started to glow,,, the fabric turned into beautiful silk as it turned into gorgeous blue ball gown“ Ekko waited for you to turn the page for a couple of seconds before hearing a small bonk behind him.

Ekko turned around to look at you to see you passed the fuck out. Your head hit the top of the couch, as you let out soft snores. Ekko pouted and yanked the book from your hands before closing it and putting it on the ground, turning around again to cuddle into your chest.

Since you called him little man and cutie pie as nicknames, he started making some up for you.

Sleep monster ; the amount of times you have, quote, “ betrayed him “ by falling asleep when you didn’t finish reading his books gained you this title.

Bow ; you have a bow. Simple as that.

short drabble

Ekko and heimerdinger are being nerdy while you sleep

requested. by anon

There was always a soft hum of machinery that filled the air in Heimerdinger’s workshop. And with that accompanied by the occasional clink of tools and the professor’s enthusiastic ramblings. The workshop had an oddly calming atmosphere, a mix of glowing gadgets, bubbling contraptions, and the gentle warmth of lamp-lit light. It was perfect for dozing off, especially after a long day of following Ekko around Zaun.

You were sprawled out on the old, lumpy couch tucked in a corner of the workshop, your head cushioned by one of Ekko’s jackets that you’d claimed for yourself. Curled up against your side was your pet, a small, scrappy Zaunite fox. Its fur was a mix of gray and russet, with glowing green streaks running along its ears and tail. Ekko had found it injured near one of the Sump scrapers, and after some patching up, it had attached itself to you like glue.

Ekko called it “Scraps” (because of course he would), and Scraps was now peacefully snoozing, just like you.

Across the room, Ekko and Heimerdinger were huddled around one of the professor’s latest inventions, discussing something that involved words you didn’t fully understand.

“…but if you accelerate the core’s energy output without stabilizing the oscillation, it’ll implode,” Ekko said, gesturing animatedly at the device.

Heimerdinger adjusted his tiny glasses, nodding. “Precisely! Which is why you must ensure the harmonic calibrations are synced—ah, but don’t forget to account for temporal distortions.”

As the professor continued explaining, Ekko’s focus wavered. His gaze drifted toward the couch where you were sleeping, your form softly rising and falling with each breath. Scraps twitched its glowing tail but stayed nestled close to you.

A small smile crept onto Ekko’s face. You looked so peaceful, completely at odds with the chaos that usually surrounded you both in Zaun. Your hand was loosely tangled in Scraps’ fur, your other arm tucked under your cheek.

He didn’t notice the professor had stopped talking until Heimerdinger’s voice broke through his thoughts. “Ah, young love,” Heimerdinger said, his tone tinged with teasing amusement.

Ekko snapped his head back toward him, blinking. “Huh? What’re you talking about?”

Heimerdinger chuckled, folding his hands behind his back. “There’s no use denying it, dear boy. The way you’re looking at them, it’s rather endearing, really.”

Ekko’s ears burned. “I wasn’t—I mean, I was just—” He trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck. “They’re asleep, alright? That’s all.”

Heimerdinger hummed, clearly unconvinced. “Still, allow me to impart some wisdom, as one who has witnessed countless romances blossom and wither over the centuries.”

“Oh no,” Ekko muttered, groaning.

Ignoring him, Heimerdinger continued, his voice taking on the tone of a well-meaning but meddling elder. “When courting a significant other, one must always show respect, patience, and attentiveness. Flowers are an excellent gesture, but so is active listening. Communication, you see, is the foundation of—”

“Professor,” Ekko interrupted, exasperated. “I don’t think you understand. We’re not—”

“Young people these days,” Heimerdinger said with a dramatic shake of his head, cutting him off. “Always so quick to dismiss advice. But mark my words: treat them well, or you’ll regret it!”

Before Ekko could retort, Scraps stirred, lifting its head with a sleepy yawn. The movement must’ve disturbed you because you shifted slightly, blinking groggily as the sound of their voices filtered through your half asleep haze.

“Mm… what’s going on?” you mumbled, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. Scraps hopped off the couch and stretched before circling back to your lap.

Ekko winced, shooting you an apologetic look. “Sorry, Firefly,” he said softly, using the nickname he’d given you. “Didn’t mean to wake you up.”

Firefly—because you were always a little light in Zaun’s darkness, buzzing around him with endless energy.

You shook your head, a sleepy smile tugging at your lips. “It’s fine,” you murmured, scratching Scraps behind the ears. “What were you guys talking about?”

Heimerdinger perked up. “Oh, nothing of consequence!” he said cheerfully, though his smirk told a different story. “Merely enlightening young Ekko on the art of courtship.”

You blinked, then glanced at Ekko, who looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole. “Courtship?” you repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t start,” Ekko muttered, shooting Heimerdinger a look.

The professor chuckled, his ears twitching. “Ah, youth. So easily embarrassed.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at Ekko’s expression, your earlier grogginess fading. “Well, did you learn anything useful?” you teased.

Ekko rolled his eyes but smiled despite himself. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.”

He reached out, ruffling your hair gently before pulling his hand back. “For real, though. Sorry we woke you up. Want me to walk you home?”

You shook your head, leaning back against the couch. “Nah, I’m good here. I like listening to you two talk.”

Heimerdinger beamed. “A kindred spirit indeed! Intellectual discourse is a joy to behold, is it not?”

Ekko groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “And now you’ve encouraged him. Great.”

You just laughed again, feeling the warmth of the moment settle around you. Scraps let out a contented sigh, curling up in your lap, and Ekko plopped down on the couch beside you. His hand found yours, giving it a quick squeeze before letting go, his usual ease returning.

The three of you stayed in the workshop, for endless hours as the two nerds worked on their projects. Whereas you cheered them on at the sidelines with cute ol’ Scraps to keep you company. Especially when they would talk about all the science lingo that you did not understand. Even though ekko would sometimes explain it in more simpler terms. It didn’t quite go through your head. Needlessly to say you enjoyed the days you would spend at the workshop.

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Heloo can I request a smau where the reader and lando are dating and they always do date nights but its not really a date night cus oscar is always with them everytime lily isnt there and he just becomes their child 😭 thank you thank youu

just us, and your friend steve | lando norris

pairing: lando norris x reader

summary: at first you were annoyed by oscar being at all of your dates, until you started to miss him when he wasn’t.

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yourusername: date night with my boyfriend <3…and his boyfriend!

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user1: oscar the certified 3rd wheel

user2: that picture is so cute

landonorris: i love you :)

yourusername: haha simp

landonorris: oscar give my girlfriend her phone back

yourusername: fine 😒

yourusername: i love you too lan :D

landonorris: there she is!

user3: man i would KILL to be a third wheel in this relationship

user4: i would be landos boyfriend 😏

user5: is lando oscar’s only friend??

landonorris: yes!

oscarpiastri: it’s not nice to lie lando

landonorris: im not lying?

oscarpiastri: i have other friends!

landonorris: oh…then why don’t you go hangout with them instead of 3rd wheeling with me and my girlfriend?

oscarpiastri: …

landonorris: that’s what i thought!

yourusername: that was not nice lando.

landonorris: it wasn’t meant to be nice, it was the truth!

yourusername: still, it was mean.

oscarpiastri; yeah lando. it was MEAN.

landonorris: don’t gang up on me??

user6: LMAOO they hang out for one night and they become like this 🤞

user7: i need more of this trio

danielricciardo: and why wasn’t i invited?

maxverstappen1: i have the same question?

landonorris: because you guys have other friends! for osc it’s just me and yn

oscarpiastri; I HAVE OTHER FRIENDS.

landonorris: shhh, shhh, shhh baby it’s okay. it’s okay.

yourusername: baby 🤨

landonorris: omg it just slipped out

user8: that’s…interesting!

user9: yn and lando are so cute together

user9: and oscar cute too ig?

user10: you guess?? that man is gorgeous

user11: the “…and his boyfriend” is TOOO funny. yn i love you

user12: she’s seriously so funny

user13: how can people hate her?

user14: they’re most definitely just jealous

maxverstappen1: oh but when i want to make a heart shaped pizza with you it’s weird?

landonorris: yes!

maxverstappen1: double standard much?

landonorris: she’s my GIRLFRIEND

maxverstappen1: AND WHAT AM I?

user15: i feel like im interrupting something

yourusername: how do you think i feel…

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yourusername: paddle and golf with my baby <3 and my baby 🥹

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landonorris: why does he get the cool picture and i get that?

yourusername: i think both pictures summarize you guys perfectly!

landonorris: so he’s cool while i’m a loser?

yourusername: i didn’t say that but…

landonorris: WOW, already favoriting the child. i can’t believe this.

yourusername: my child will ALWAYS come first.

oscarpiastri: :D

user16: we went from “my bfs bf” to “my child 🥹”

user17: WE DID IT GUYS

user18: yn and lando adopting oscar agenda is HAPPENING

charle_leclerc: are you trying to steal my child from me?

yourusername: it’s not really stealing if he willingly comes with…

charles_leclerc: it’s just stockholm syndrome, don’t worry oscar i’ll get you away from them soon

oscarpiastri: im actually having lots of fun :)

charles_leclerc: OMG WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM

user19: we got lando and yn adopting oscar…but we lost this during

user20: totally worth it

danielricciardo: when is it my time to be adopted?

maxverstappen1: you are a 35 year old grown man.

danielricciardo: 😐

user21: why is max coming for daniel??

maxverstappen1: i’m bored. since APPARENTLY i’m not landos paddle partner anymore

landonorris: max…i can explain…

maxverstappen1: save it. don’t call me. don’t come by my house. we’re done.

landonorris: i see you watched diary of a wimpy kid

maxverstappen1: i did indeed..

user24: they’re at it again…

user22: max is so funny

user23: i love him

user24: oscar being so quite during all of his is so him coded

user25: he’s just enjoying being out and about

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yourusername: vacation with the boyfie <3

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user26: omg lando looks so good

user26: i’m going into heat

user26: WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF

user26: GRRRR

user27: this is the first post in 2 months that doesn’t have oscar…

user28: and the crowd…cry’s?

user29; i can’t be the only one who thought oscar would 100% go with them on vacation

user30: i definitely thought so too!

user31: they’ve literally spend all their extra time together

maxverstappen1: how many times did he belly flop?

yourusername: i’ve been swore to secrecy.

user32: she’s so lucky

user33: right? ‘the boyfie’ IMAGINE BEING ABLE TO CALL LANDO NORRIS YOUR BF??

charles_leclerc: guess who’s with me right now 😏

landonorris: charles…don’t.

charles_leclerc: hehehe

yourusername: you’re just his rebound. you’ll never be me.

charles_leclerc: @/oscarpiatsri what do you think?

oscarpiastri: i still like yn better

charles_leclerc: i bought you ice cream…

oscarpiatri: you could never be her 🤷

yourusername; IM COMING HOME FOR YOU OSCAR

landonorris: see what you did charles?

maxverstappen1: how are you holding up?

yourusername: i feel like my hearts been ripped out of my chest. i have no reason to wake up.

maxverstappen1: oh!

user34: max was NOT expecting that answer

user35: if oscar doesn’t get himself over to that damn island soon istg

user36: THATS HER BOY 💔💔💔

oscarpiastri: did you find any crabs? :D

yourusername: yes. i will put them in my suitcase and take them with me to show you

user37: so this is crazy!

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yourusername: look who joined us!! my son <3

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user38: THEY REUNITED!!!

maxverstappen1: how did she take it? 🤣

landonorris: she cried.

yourusername: i did not!

landonorris: yeah baby you did…

oscarpiastri: yn you know how much i hate agreeing with lando, but yes you did cry

yourusername: I MISSED MY SON, GOD FORBID I CRY??

user39: i get you yn. i really do

user40: omg this is so cute

user41: truly adorable

oscarpiastri: now i can see all the crabs in person :D

yourusername; THATS MY SON EVERYONE

charles_leclerc: he was mine first 🥲

yourusername: #getoverit??

landonorris; can’t believe you cried when you saw him

yourusername: i was EMOTIONAL

landonorris: in the four years we’ve been dating you have never cried when seeing me

yourusername: i see you all the time! no need to cry!

landonorris: i want you to cry! cry for me!

oscarpiastri: you could never be me ;)

landonorris: i will send you back to australia

yourusername: if you send him back, i’m going with him

landonorris: WOW.

user42: we have officially entered the era where yn is choosing oscar over lando

user43: her son > her boyfriend

danielricciardo: does this mean i can hop on a plane and go visit you

landonorris: NO. this is officially a family vacation.

danielricciardo: and i’m not family? 💔

yourusername: you’re that one uncle that you see twice a year and don’t talk to or interact with for the rest of said year.

danielricciardo; yeah that makes sense.

. . .

notes; thank you for requesting!! hope you enjoyed :)

Masterlist

At long last, here is my masterlist! Note for my Supernatural re write: There will be a separate Masterlist for each season after the finale:) I would recommend maybe opening my prompt list in another tab, as there are a few prompt fics here and there. You can find it here.

All the links are under the cut!

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