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[localwhoore]

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[localwhoore]

oacar 😜

sick little games * op81

neither you nor oscar can believe the predicament you’ve found yourselves in.

pairings: oscar piastri x female!reader

word count: 1.4k

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you’d left the restaurant immediately after the newscaster finished talking. you’d lost your appetite after finding out that the man you’d hit on was possibly a ghost. you simply ordered a sandwich to go — frankly because you’re honestly still quite hungry — paid and then left to head back to your apartment.

oscar trailed behind you all the way back, not another word uttered between you.

on your way back, it started to make sense for you. when you first bumped into him, the confused stares weren’t from you stopping in the middle of the crowd, but from the fact that you were talking to yourself. and even then, the waitress’s hostility and confusion should have been the nail in the coffin.

you hadn’t even questioned the way that she only brought you 1 glass of water instead of 2.

you open the door to your apartment and turn around after stepping in, oscar still standing in the hallway with his hands clasped in front of him. you raise your eyebrows. “what are you doing? come in.”

“really?” oscar asks in shock. “i mean, you don’t have to invite me inside… like, i’m a stranger.”

“what?” you scowl in disbelief. “you’re a literal ghost — what are you going to do, murder me?”

he blinks at you. “too soon.”

“just come in so nobody else thinks i’m going insane talking to myself,” you scoff, beckoning him inside. “stop the whining.”

you close the door when he steps into your apartment. you almost want to giggle at yourself for holding the door open for a ghost and waiting for him to walk in. but you swallow the giggle you feel bubbling because you can only imagine how difficult it is especially for oscar.

oscar lingers next to you as you take off your shoes, looking down at his feet. “do you think i can take my shoes off?”

“i don’t know,” you glance over your shoulder and watch him seriously ponder at the thought, “you’re the ghost — try it.”

he blinks, “you don’t think i’d dirty your apartment floor if i keep them on, right?”

you tilt your head and sigh. you stand up straighter and turn to face him. “but didn’t we bump into each other? means if i reach out right now,” you hold your arm out and hover it over oscar’s shoulder, “i would hit you.”

“i guess?” oscar scrunches his face and looks down at your hand. “hit me.”

you hesitate for a moment. can he even feel pain? so you reach forward with all intentions of hitting him and even wound your arm back slightly to do some damage.

a soft shriek emits from you when you stumble forward and your fingertips jab into the wall supposedly behind him. “what?” you squeak, quickly stabilising yourself in disbelief. “i swear i bumped into you when we met!”

“you did!” oscar says with a sigh, throwing his head back. “i don’t get it!” he darts his hand out to grab your wrist, eyes widening when his hand passes through you. he gasps, “why does it do that? i swear i bumped into you earlier!”

“i don’t know! you’re the ghost!” you shriek, now walking further into your apartment. “you’re asking me like i’ve got a degree in parapsychology!”

oscar tilts his head as follows you in. “para-what?”

“study of paranormal activity!” you sigh. “my sister used to be obsessed with this type of stuff before our parents got separated and moved to different ends of the country. she’s a very investigative person.”

“i’m sorry, i didn’t… i’m sorry about your parents,” oscar shrugs, frowning slightly. he watches you take a seat on your couch and throw your sandwich next to you. “and your sister. i’ve got 3 of my own back in australia and i grew up in the uk.”

you suck in a deep breath and sink into the couch. you realise you’re not entirely in the position to be freaking out as much as you are. you have to give it to oscar for staying calm in the past hour. you know that if you were in his position, you would not have taken it as well. in fact, you think you might even go crazy if you woke up one day with little to no recollection of events as a ghost.

and to find out from some random news clip to a restaurant with someone you've never met?

“i’m sorry. that must’ve been really hard on you,” you sigh, leaning forward to rest your elbows on your knees. “how do you feel? about everything?” you turn your head and realise that he is still standing and hovering by your couch. “why don’t you sit down?”

“it’s not my house — i don’t want to feel too at home as a guest,” oscar shrugs simply. he points at the empty spot next to you for permission. you nod and move the paper bag to the ground by your feet and he laughs as he takes a seat. “i doubt i’d deform your sandwich if i sat on it, by the way.”

“it’s on and off again. this sandwich is my overdue lunch and i’m not taking any chances,” you snort with a small grin. “this must be a little overwhelming for you.”

he shrugs and leans back. “it is. i don’t even remember waking up today, i’d just regained consciousness walking down the street before i bumped into you. it was like a video game — spawned out of nowhere.”

“this game is not going to be fun, by the looks of it,” you mutter, earning yourself a soft chuckle from oscar. “you can stay here until…”

“i’m not a ghost anymore?” he prompts.

“technically not a ghost 'cause you’re not…” you’re trying to choose your words carefully. you don’t want to trigger anything if you don’t know him that well just yet. “you know.”

“dead,” he points out firmly with a finger pointed at you. “let’s be realistic — i could be a ghost. i don’t even know how critical my condition is.”

you press your lips together and drop your gaze to the ground. you mirror his position on the couch and lean back with a sigh. “we should really stop talking about it, don’t you think?” you whisper hopefully.

he shakes his head. “i need to know what happened to me and who did this to me,” he sighs, shaking his head slightly. “maybe they got it wrong. maybe it was a driver error that caused my crash.”

“oscar…”

insistent, he continues to shake his head. “they wouldn’t do this to me,” he says softly with a frown, “i refuse to believe it. there’s no reason to!” oscar turns his head and meets your eyes. he sighs. “what do you think?”

you shrug. “i don’t know any of these people you’re talking about,” you say softly with a smile. “but i’ll help you, i promise.”

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[localwhoore]

i’ll never get over how oscar raises his eyebrows all the time like it’s smt so simple but?? it always reminds me of a parent being like “oh that’s nice sweetheart.” i just think it’s so silly

[localwhoore]

we should collaborate and release a mega rant

sorry about the heavy topic, but i just need to bring this up

am i the only one that finds it so weird how deadset some people are on having a child biologically? maybe it’s just because i’m a lesbian so that’s never gonna happen, but there are literally millions of children that don’t have homes and never will because so many people are anti-adoption and openly admit that they would never consider an adopted child their own and i find that so crazy.

it’s not just straight people either. some gay men will literally use surrogates to bring another newborn into the world instead of adopting an already existing child? i understand taking in a child right from birth that a mother didn’t want, but that’s 😭 literally 😭 adoption 😭 too 😭

and people will say “oh well adoption is such a difficult process” as if conceiving isn’t? especially if you have fertility issues! ivf is so fucking expensive and has such a low probability of working. how is that any easier?

my own mother literally said that “there’s something so special about knowing they have a piece of you in them” when i told her i would want to adopt someday and that made me so sad for my future children that she might not love them like she would my sister’s children just because they aren’t blood related to her.

i personally just don’t understand how you can feel okay bringing a new child into the world when you literally have the opportunity to save an already existing child’s life by giving them a loving family and saving them from an absolutely horrific system.

totally open to hearing other peoples’ opinions, but if it’s anything along the lines of it being easier to love them mark my words i will literally be in your walls tonight.

[localwhoore]

have you never heard about don't like don't read

same goes for u? if ur upset by my rant then dont read it 😭😭 take ur own advice before spewing shit on ANON too

[localwhoore]

‘what would the drivers feel’ i’m sure they can wipe away their tears with the millions of dollars they have in their private jets 🙏

not getting into the whole ‘fiction affects real life’ debate because that’s very nuanced, but one thing that IS annoying is going on TUMBLR (of all fandom spaces) to complain about f1 smut in the f1 smut tag 😭 if you don’t like the content then block it, but if you do consume or create that type of fanmade content (smut, fluff, AU, etc) then doesn’t that make you the tiniest bit of a hypocrite..?

i don’t even read those fics but one thing about fandom spaces is that they CANNOT be contained 🙏 people are always going to write nasty horrifying stuff and it irks me when people forget that the block button EXISTS

then block me if u have such a problem or are u the one forgetting that button exists

and for the record i dont create dark fics or smut and neither do i consume them

[localwhoore]

hey its me again 😁

todays topic is why you freaky ass bitches are into dark! driver shit like Ok babesters !!

people can read what they want but ts is actually fucking weird bro rape kink is crazy 😭

thats weird as fuck like youre into…. being kidnapped…….. and raped??????? have you considered seeing a therapist? and speaking about your issues? and what if the drivers see what youve been writing??? WHAT IF LANDO OR MAX OR WHORVER SEES THAT YOUVE WRITTEN A FIC ABOUT HIM LOCKING YOU UP IN A BIRD CAGE AND VIOLENTLY FUCKING UR “innocent pure pink pussy with his 40 inch schlongus🥺🥺” LIKE BRO HES NOT GNA “breed u so ur stuffed w his fertile seed and stuck w him forever” ??????? WHY ARE YOU WEIIIIRDDDDD

I LITERALLY SAW A FIC WHERE THE READER GOT KIDNAPPED????? AND GOT FUCKING BABYTRAPPED????????????????AND SHE WAS OK WITH IT BECAUSE CHARLES WAS HOT???????? THAT MAKES ZERO SENSE THATS SI FUCKING WEIRD BRO I JS CLOSED THE FIC AND WENT STRAIGHT TO SLEEP BRO LMFGFKAOOO 😭

“ur mine…… and mine only 😈😈😈 grrrrrrr daddys here kitten witten schmookulicious🐺🐺⛓️🖤” be so fucking fr rn if someone said that to u irl TELL ME TO MY FACE u wld not be SPRINTING IN THE OTHER DIRECTION 😭😭😭 AINT NO F1 DRIVER BOUTA SCOOP UR FATASS UP AND SWEEP U AWAY TO THE BED TO REPOPULATE THE EARTH WHILE UR CHAINED UP AND HAVE TO FILM VIDEOS ASKING FOR RANSOM MONEY 💀

almost all the plots are;

reader talks to a rando, driver gets jealous and violently breedfucks reader to “assert dominance”

reader is a hissy brat and driver gets jealous and violently breedfucks reader to “assert dominance”

reader is casually spending time w her friends like a normal person and driver gets jealous and violently breedfucks reader to “assert dominance”

reader gets manipulated into a relationship and then driver violently breedfucks reader to “assert dominance”

driver violently breedfucks reader to “assert dominance” to babytrap so that pookie reader will 🥺never leave themmmmmmm🥺

to end things off,, lets play a drinking game! every time u see a dark fic, check the warnings. if it says somnophilia take a shot. if it says breeding kink take a shot. if it says size kink smut take 2 shots. if it says manipulation, obsession, controlling behaviour, gaslighting, or dubcon take a shot for each that shows up. now u can read the fic. take 5 shots every time a driver growls “youre mine”. take 3 shots for every ooc thing ANYONE does throughout the whole story. take 2 shots if the setting is in a random bar. take a shot if the driver gets jealous somewhere along the entire fic

and what do you get? whats your end result?

𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓱𝓸𝓵 𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰🕊️🕯️🛁🫧🎀

[localwhoore]

at the hospital rn LOOOOLL IM DEAD

mixed-up order

part ix

pairing: lando norris x reader

In which two neighbors, Lando and Y/N, find their lives entwined by a DoorDash mix-up.

lando's texts with max f.

max's post

your text with bff

your tweets

lando's text with max f.

instagram

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a/n: girlie went THROUGH it LMAOOAOOO

halfway through the week, and those two ig stories sums up my situation rn lol, but reading the comments from you guys made my day much better 🫶 also shout out to anon who told me to use the web version mwa love u pookie 🫂 i hope you guys like this one!! this was inspired by tummy ache 😩

if i forgot to tagged you, pls do remind me! i have a memory of a goldfish 🐟 (no longer accepting tags sorry!!)

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[localwhoore]

sorry reblogged on the wrong account GREJEKAKFJWKFJWBCKOWRKWOBFLFLS

leche flan invisible string mick my love NOWWWW 5k words minimum and ill get back to slaving st the drawing pad 😈

5k words minimum when the original fic literally took me 2 days and 6k words is craZYY SOAP

(read the original piece here)

"oh, your cat is adorable," you coo, dropping to your knees with a grin. you extend your hand to the grey cat, the cat sniffing you curiously as its slowly approaches you. "a boy?"

"girl," mick lets you know with a grin. "her name's cement." he pops his head out of the kitchen. "get it? cause she's grey?"

"that's so funny! like my cat!" you shriek, starting to pat the cat on its head. "actually... cement looks a lot like concrete." you lift your head. "doesn't she?"

mick hums, trying to pull up an image of your cat from the back of his mind. truthfully, he's only ever seen concrete twice during your time together.

the first was when he'd found her roaming around the day she slipped out of your apartment and then another time when he spent the night over at yours after you started dating.

"huh," he laughs, "i guess you're actually kind of right. even their fur colour's kind of similar."

"you know, when concrete was a kitten, she used to have this white patch of fur in the shape of a heart right above her tail. it barely resembles a heart now," you explain as you get to your feet. you saunter towards the kitchen where mick stands.

"a heart-shaped patch as kitten?" mick snorts with a laugh. "that's cute– oh my god! that's the cat my sister wanted to adopt but the lady said she'd given the cat to the wrong person!"

"oh, my god!" you laugh, throwing your head back with a laugh. "that was you? the guy who reserved the cat with the heart patch!"

"i can't believe i never noticed that!" mick laughs. "you got it from that one lady in the suburbs with the big house? mama cat was a friendly white cat?"

"exactly her," you grin. "wow, guess you're really like... meant to be my boyfriend or something."

"i guess you're stuck with me then," mick beams, leaning down with puckered lips. "because the universe said so."

"we have to get our cats in for a playdate soon." you glance over your shoulder at cement now padding towards the area her water bowl was placed. "they're siblings, how sweet."

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[localwhoore]

This week the Chinese Grand prix will be held in Shanghai for the first time since 2019.

Zhou Guanyu is the first ever Chinese Formula 1 driver when he signed with Alfa Romeo in 2022.

Which means that this weekend is the first time a Chinese driver will race at their home Grand Prix.

Zhou is making history this weekend, and I will be cheering for him to have the best home race possible.

Go Zhou!!!

Poster for his upcoming documentary film "The First One"

[localwhoore]

this man thinks he’s the funniest man alive

[localwhoore]

ippudo gyoza us as video games

@aviscarrentals - roblox

@foreveralbon - minecraft

@disneyprincemuke - pico park

@vroomvroomcircuit - candy crush

@mclarengf - My Horse Prince Dating Sim.

[localwhoore]

when was rhe first time also LOOK AR HIM BRO LOOK AT HIS FACE

mao shang wang durian my sweet boy malakai from heartbreak high

“where my hug at”

hes probably a hoe and pulls up to frat parties to try and hit on guys and girls

[localwhoore]

mao shang wang durian my sweet boy malakai from heartbreak high

“where my hug at”

hes probably a hoe and pulls up to frat parties to try and hit on guys and girls

[localwhoore]

mcd’s double w sprite

AITA for cold shouldering my boyfriend?

so basically we were at the gym a couple days ago and i was just hugging/holding onto him and he was like kissing my forehead or whatevs right? and then he starts pushing my arms down. like off him. so i’m like what and ask him what. and he goes “we’re in public, we’re at the gym.” so im like whattt and get soooo pissed off. so i like move to the other side of the machine we’re at w our friends and then cold shoulder him pretty much for the rest of the sesh. except in volleyball cause we were playing 2v2 me and a friends against him and a friend and it wasn’t reallly on my mind anyway. we get outside and we’re waiting for the uber home and he’s like trying to cuddle up to me and i go back to cold shouldering him. and then i put on my headphones and start playing glitchcore-hyperpop-rap at full volume to drown out my thoughts. anyway we did talk abt it and we’re alg but i just wanna know if im TA cause he was like fully reciprocating the pda until he wasn’t x

love u soapie

NTA ur br a weirdo

[localwhoore]

sorry im not WHITE take nyc subway train juice or soemtjing

ippudo gyoza us as water brands

@aviscarrentals - florida everglades swamp water.

@foreveralbon - fiji

@disneyprincemuke - pocari sweat bitch idk

@vroomvroomcircuit - aquafina

@mclarengf - Dasani Water.

[localwhoore]

Downtown manhattan swamp water.

ippudo gyoza us as water brands

@aviscarrentals - florida everglades swamp water.

@foreveralbon - fiji

@disneyprincemuke - pocari sweat bitch idk

@vroomvroomcircuit - aquafina

@mclarengf - Dasani Water.