YANDERE ASSASIN
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• You and your husband has been married for 2 years now. And you were happy with each other.
• You are an accountant for a company while your husband is an engineer.
• You were like any other normal couple working, eating dinner together, going out on weekends, doing the usual day to day stuff.
• But one thing you didn't knew was that well your husband is an fake engineer who pretends to be one.
• In reality he is a most sought after assasin who is hired to kill top level people.
• The "I have to go out for two days for a project darling" is nothing but a excuse he gives you to go and kill his target in another state.
• Have guns hidden in various places in your shared home for " safety purpose ".
• One time you found one of his gun and asked him why is it here? "Hehe well darling the crime rate is increasing day by day I bought it for us for our safety I even have a legal licence for the gun." (Yes a licence for being an assasin)
• This is the same man who melts into your arms, follows you around the house like a puppy, looks at you like you hung the moon and stars and also the same man who doesn't miss his target even from miles and shoots them mercilessly.
• Hits all the target in a shooting game giving you a huge stuffed teddy bear while saying "Beginner's luck, baby."
• Yan vowed in the beginning phase of his job that he would never get married due to his job risk but you entered his life, made him break his vow as he asked you to marry him after falling so desperately in love with you. How couldn't he? You are just so damn perfect.
• You mentioned in a conversation to him casually how a co worker creeped you out by his staring. Boom from next day the co-worker now always avoids you like plague. (Because some unknown assasin threatened his life if he ever came near you)
• He has never been guilty in his life for killing people or having it as job but becomes guilty in a millisecond when he sees you sad thinking how bad of a husband I am? And to make all the clarifications clear you were not sad due to him you were just having your usual period mood swings. Because no way in hell this man would ever make you sad. Before making you cry he would shoot himself with his own gun.
• You both were watching an assasin movie on a weekend and you said how good looking and skilled that assasin the movie character is.
Meanwhile Yan's Mind : Control your self yan no need to be jealous you are better than that freaking stupid looking loser assasin. y/n just doesn't know. Control.
• Yan at a Halloween night comes home after shooting his target with a little blood on his clothes wearing his assasin black clothes and a gun in hand knowing full well that you are at your friend's house. Only to be surprised that you are at home throwing him a suprise Halloween party with others. You looking at him with a confused look as he stands on doorstep shocked.
Yan : Suprise baby!!! I came up dressed up as an assain that you liked in that movie. I hope you like it. (Saying with an akward smile while telling himself to not be so reckless next time)
Meanwhile the people at party who know the true Yan : 🧍♂️
• Is so damn protective of you due to his work line that whenever he leaves for days makes sure your friend stays with you and making sure you are safe through all the hidden cameras spread all over the house.
• He loves you a lot. He might be a deadly assasin to the whole world but he is just a normal engineer madly in love with you who just wants to devour you whole so no one else can have you.
• Reader to their friends : My husband won't ever hurt a fly.
Meanwhile Yan listening to this conversation: 🧍♂️
• When he is off duty he just spoils you with his cooking and spending all his time with you cuddling watching shows and just talking.
• Prays to god that you never found out about his true job afraid that you would get scared and leave him.
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hi! can i request shy/innocent reader who blushes at any sex talk, but one day she shows up covered in hickies that she didn’t notice and eddie, robin and the gang are grilling her trying to find out who shes with and steve’s just standing in the corner like🧍♂️
ty for requesting :D — the gang finds a hickey on you during movie night (shy!fem!r, fluff, 1.3k)
Slasher films, Eddie tells you, are just excuses to make the goriest, raunchiest movies known to man. But that’s why they’re so good! he exclaims like a giddy teenage boy before sliding the bulky VHS into the tape player.
Your stomach’s been in knots about it since. You’re made of something more delicate than that — not particularly built for gruesome horror — but you swallow down your worrying anyway.
Robin’s smacking on gummy worms at your feet, Eddie hasn’t stopped smiling since he sat down beside you, and Steve’s got one toned arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder. The combination of familiarity takes your mind off the whole thing when you threaten to scare yourself about it.
A half-hour in, and the scariest thing you’ve seen so far, is an overtly theatric sex scene. You only get a glimpse of the static nudity before a clammy, ringed hand splays itself over your eyes. It doesn’t save you from the high-pitched squealing and gruff moans, though, so you’re not entirely sure it’s doing much.
“What are you doing?” you ask Eddie through quiet giggles.
“This shit’s gross,” he answers, muffled through the candy in his cheek. “You don’t need to be watchin’ stuff like this.”
Your brows furrow beneath his palm. “I’m not a child, Eds.”
“Yeah, but you’re too pure! I wouldn’t feel right if I just let you watch it!”
Steve returns from the kitchen then, with a bowl of refilled popcorn in hand. He scoops a handful into his mouth and scolds through the mouthful. “Eddie. Leave her alone.”
The pale hand slips from your face when the scene ends — the climax sufficiently interrupted by a serial killing, chainsaw weilding psycho. The wild-haired boy scoffs. “Jeez! Sorry for trying to take care of your girlfriend, Harrington!”
“I do that on my own. I don’t need your help, freak,” Steve retorts, unthinking, before plopping down beside you and shoveling another handful of popcorn into his mouth.
All three of you glance at him with unwavering stares. He blinks back at you for a moment until the realization hits him. Rolling his chocolate eyes, he grouses, “Not like that, you pervs.”
Eddie grins. “Oh, so it’s not like that, then?” he wonders in a teasing lilt.
“Well,” Steve shrugs, trying and failing to hide his smirk. “I mean, obviously it is, but—”
“Steve…” you waver in an inaudible whine, shrinking back into the couch, hoping it’ll swallow you whole.
The boy seems confused by your sudden sheepishness. He’s never been shy about anything in his life. “I’m just saying!” he chuckles. “I’m your boyfriend. I take care of you. That’s, like, my whole job… One that I do very well, might I add.”
Robin grumbles while Steve and Eddie laugh like a couple of teenage boys. She rises from her comfy spot on the carpet and reaches for your hand. She pulls you into the kitchen behind her and calls to them over her shoulder. “You guys are such freaks, you know that?”
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Tired and slightly tipsy, you stand with Steve on his back porch. A cigarette hangs loosely from his plush lips. His chiseled jaw tightens every time he takes a drag. The sight of him is impossible to look away from.
“You don’t think I take care of you?” he blurts before blowing smoke from his mouth. The wisps disappear beneath the starry velvet sky.
“Huh?”
“Earlier. When Eddie was making that stupid joke,” the boy explains, snuffing the cig out in the ashtray on the railing. He glances at you with sparkling honey eyes, half beneath his lashes, before turning away again. Almost shy. “I said it was my job to take care of you or whatever, and you just… Kinda grumbled about it. Like you don’t think I do or something.”
Your chest stings.
“Of course you do!” you answer sheepishly. “It’s just… hard for me to talk about, I guess. In front of Eddie and Robin and everything…”
“Oh,” he hums, nodding with his pink lips softly pouted. When the realization passes, he bites back a bashful beam. “So… you do think I take care of you, then?”
You roll your eyes, still impossibly shy. You know that he knows that answer now — he just wants to hear you say it. “Obviously…” you murmur with a quiet smile you try hard to keep hidden.
“Good,” he says to himself, nodding like he’s proud. “That’s good…”
You’re not sure how, but you end up squished between his body and the deck railing in record time. Steve kisses the breath from your lungs with lips tasting of nicotine, cola, and sour candy. His golden hands dig into your hips while his mouth trails to your jaw.
You twist your hands in the strands of his silky chestnut hair as his plush lips lock with your thrumming pulse. A sigh spills from your mouth at the tingling feeling — warm and wet, then stinging for a moment. Steve runs his tongue over the bruise he left there.
“Don’t leave a mark,” you scold in a slurred whine.
His chuckle fans across your neck before he parts from you. The lovebite is hardly noticeable now, just beginning to blossom beneath your jaw. “I think it might be a little too late for that, babe,” he teases with lidded eyes.
The backdoor slides open before Steve can kiss you again. Eddie stumbles out with a cigarette hanging between his lips. Robin nearly runs into the back of him when the boy stops suddenly in his tracks. His chocolate eyes flit between the two of you, now separated and trying to play it cool.
“…Are we interrupting something?” he murmurs through the stick in his mouth.
Steve shrugs and puts his hands on his hips, so not cool. “What? No. What are you— What are you even doing out here?”
The lighter clicks. “…Smoking?”
He glances at Robin, then. Her ocean eyes widen as she shrugs. “I just didn’t wanna be left out,” she murmurs in an answer to his silent question.
“Fair enough.”
Eddie squeezes between you and Steve, clumsy and unknowing. He glances at you innocently once, then again with suspicious, squinted eyes. “Is that a bruise?” he wonders before turning away to exhale the smoke from his lungs.
Your chest wrenches. “Huh?” you hum with pinched brows.
“You have a bruise on your neck,” he tells you, pointing a ringed finger to the blooming mark Steve left some minutes ago now. “What happened?”
He says it like he’s concerned. Like he’s worried something had happened to you. The possibility of it being a hickey doesn’t even cross his mind — ‘cause you’re just too pure for that.
You shrug and start to stammer, somehow less cool than the overtly uncasual boy on Eddie’s other side. “I don’t know. It’s probably just... The lighting or something.”
His fluffy brows pinch together as his eyes dart over your face. You’re visibly flustered, lips softly swollen and shining with spit. He looks at Steve next and finds the boy looking much of the same. Only then does he realize what he’s interrupted.
“Eugh!” he groans in disgust, features screwed-up and puppylike.
Steve fights back a laugh. “What?!”
“You guys are a bunch of dirtbags!” Eddie shouts.
“It’s just a hickey, Eds,” the brunette boy says, chuckling before he can help it. “It’s okay. Calm down.”
“Absolutely harlot behavior. Both of you,” he chides, shaking his head until his wild curls sway around his jaw. While the rest of you laugh, he grumbles. “I don’t even feel like smoking now. You guys just ruined this cig for me.”
The three of you blink at him when he takes another drag. It takes him a moment too long to register the stares. When he does, he spreads his palms in defense and mumbles through the stick. “Well, I’m not gonna waste it!”
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locked in a closet | oscar piastri
pairing: oscar piastri x landos bestfriend!reader
summary: lando norris locks his two bestfriends in a broom closet in hopes that they’ll stop hating each other.
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lando.jpg: how can i get my bestfriends to stop hating each other?
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oscarpiastri: you can’t.
lando.jpg: ☹️
oscarpiastri: you can pout all you want. We will never get along.
lando.jpg: why must you break my heart 💔
user1: it’s been a whole year lando…i don’t think they’ll ever get along
user2: NEVER SAY NEVER
user3: oscar this, lando that, can we talk about how good y/n looks?? 🙄
yourusername: THANK YOU!! nobody appreciates my beauty anymore 😒😒
oscarpiastri: what beauty?
yourusername: die?
user4: LMAOO
yourusername: maybe if, he who should not be named, wasn’t so annoying, we could actually get along!
oscarpiastri: i’m not fucking voldemort you can say my name
yourusername: o-os🤮c-ca🤮🤮🤮🤮 no i just can’t.
oscarpiastri: oh and i’m the annoying one??
yourusername: yeah! you are!
oscarpiastri: @/lando.jpg control her.
lando.jpg: guy please, can’t we all just get along 😞😞
yourusername: how would getting along with he who should not be named, benefit me??
lando.jpg: it would make me really really happy 😁😁
yourusername: i couldnt give less of a shit about your happiness lando
oscarpiastri: see? She’s a horrible friend, me on the on the hand would never be so mean to you.
yourusername: you told lando he looks like big bird two days ago?
user5: for two people who hate each other, they sure do talk a lot…
danielricciardo: why do they even hate each other so much? 🙄🙄
lando.jpg: oscar spilled his drink on y/n the first time they met. he refused to apologize. she refused to forgive him.
yourusername: you forgot to mention that my shirt was $300 😐😐
oscarpiastri: FIRST OFF who in their right mind buys a 300 HUNDRED DOLLAR SHIRT???!?!? and SECOND OFF, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!! I refuse to apologize for something that wasn’t on purpose.
yourusername: this is why your mom loves me more.
oscarpiastri: she does NOT.
nicolepiastri: …
oscarpiastri: MUM????
yourusername: i know that’s right.
user6: oscar and y/n would be so cute together if they stopped being so IMMATURE
user7: they should just #kissandmakeup
user8: me patiently waiting for the enemies to lovers 🧍♀️
user9: you’re going to be waiting a LONG time…
charles_leclerc: i think it’s time to give up on the idea them being friends mate 😢
lando.jpg: I SAY WHEN ITS TIME
user10: charles is just sick of getting caught in the crossfire 😭
user11: OMG IM NOT THE ONLY ONCE WHO NOTICES THAT ???😭😭😭
user10: NOO I DID TOOO!! it’s like every time oscar and y/n are having a glare-off charles somehow ends up right in between them
user11: AND THEN HE JUST STANDS THERE LIKE 🧍♂️
maxverstappen1: just lock them in a room and let them fight it out 🤷
lando.jpg: wait a damn minute…
yourusername: LANDO NO.
oscarpiastri: absolutely not.
— y/n has posted new photos!
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yourusername: p2, and now movie night in max’s movie theater <33
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user12: cutting oscar out of the photo is DIABOLICAL WORK 😭😭
user13: oh to be y/n l/n :((
user14: y/n is literally living the DREAM
user15: the way y/n made SURE you could see that she cut oscar out of the photo
yourusername; i have no idea what you’re talking about ?? 😓😓
oscarpiastri: get off your phone and watch the movie 🙄
yourusername: stop staring and me and watch the movie 🙄
user16: clock it y/n!!!!!
landonorris: did you really have to crop out oscar?
yourusername: yes!
user17: landos trying so hard 😞
user18: they’re all having a movie night 😞😞😞 ??
user19: I SHOULD BE THERE 💔💔💔💔💔
maxverstappen1: this movie is so funny!!
yourusername: it’s brokeback mountain?
maxverstappen1: and it’s hilarious! 😂
user20: MAX WATCHING BROKEBACK MOUTAIN ??!?!??
user21: max thinking brokeback mountain is funny is so him??
charles_leclerc: this movie is so sad 💔💔💔
yourusername: yeah charles we all see you crying :(
user22: charles crying over brokeback mountain is SO HIM!!
user23: is everyone just in there phones during the movie?? 😭😭
oscarpiastri: nope! just she who should not be named 🤷
yourusername: the unoriginality is disgusting!!
maxverstappen1: i’m going to, as the kids say, expose everyone. @/oscarpiastri has not stoped staring at y/n all night.
maxverstappen1: @/yourusername hasn’t stopped staring at a photo oscar on her phone.
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maxverstappen1: @/landonorris has eaten 2 whole pizzas.
maxverstappen1: @/charles_leclerc is crying like a baby.
maxverstappen1: @/danielricciardo keeps awkwardly laughing at the worst moments.
maxverstappen1: @/georgerussell63 keeps taking photos of his abs
maxverstappen1: @/lewishamiliton is secretly wiping away his tears
maxverstappen1: @/alex_albon has been whining about missing ‘his lily’ all night
maxverstappen1: @/carlossainz has gotten up to pee 10 times in the past HOUR
maxverstappen1: and @/logansargent has been hugging a teddy bear for the past 2 hours.
maxverstappen1: that’s what you ALL GET for not having MOVIE THEATER ETIQUETTE AND BEING ON YOUR PHONES.
yourusername: damn okay….
alex_albon: can you go get me my jacket in the closet? i’m kinda cold 🥶🥶
yourusername: yeah sure? 😭
user24: something’s brewing..i can feel it.
landonorris: @/oscarpiastri can you go get me my beanie in the closet? my ears are cold
oscarpiastri: yeah sure
— 3 minutes later!
— 7 minutes later!
— 2 hours later!
— y/n has posted new pictures!
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yn.jpg: max’s door didn’t stand a chance against MY muscles 💪(ft, jimmy the cat♡♡)
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user25: oscar in the likes?????
user26: wait a minute…
maxverstappen1: don’t worry i won’t make you pay for it 😚
yourusername: you locked me in a room with oscar. i wasn’t paying either way.
maxverstappen1: FINE. 😒😒😒
user27: did she just…say oscar name?
user28: in the whole YEAR oscar and y/n have known each other, y/n has NEVER said his name WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
user29: something happened in that closet
landonorris: hello, i am lando norris, and i would like to publicly apologize for locking my dear friends (especially yn) in a closet. it was stupid and inappropriate of me. i hope to gain back their forgiveness.
user30: did y/n make you do this?
landonorris: no… (yes pls help she’s locked me in my room and won’t let me out)
yourusername; i’ll let you out once you’ve learned your lesson.
oscarpiastri: nice kitty.
yourusername: thanks!
georgerussell63: um, what the fuck is this?
charles_leclerc: maybe management took over oscar’s account?
oscarpiatari: no? it’s me?
charles_leclerc: oh! then what the fuck is this?
user31: something DEFINITELY happened in that closet. why are oscar and y/n actually being civil????
landonorris: i don’t know but it’s scary.
yourusername: do i have to confiscate your phone too?
landonorris: no! Sorry i’m learning my lesson 😞
carlossainz: hahaha 😂lando is such a loser
yourusername: do i have to take your phone to carlos? 🤨
carlossainz: NO, no i’m sorry 😔
user32: is it finally happening?…the enemies to lovers we all wanted 💔💔
user33: your telling me landos plan actually worked and y/n and oscar are being civil now ??
user34: dare i say…oscar and y/n would be a cute couple
danielricciardo: why are you and piastri being cool with each other?
yourusername: isn’t this what you all wanted??
danielricciardo: yeah…i guess we did…didn’t we?
landonorris: I KNEW IT WOULD WORK!!
yourusername: you’re still in trouble, come give me your phone.
landonorris: okay 😞
— oscarpiastri has posted new photos!
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oscarpiastri: second date, kinda nervous. (she taught me that)
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landonorris: second date and already making it instagram official? You’re so whipped 😒
oscarpiastri: didn’t you want us to get along better?
landonorris: yeah, GET ALONG, not GET TOGETHER 😒😒
user35: GET TOGETHER??? EXCUSE MEEEE
user36: THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS!!! IT HAPPNED IT FUCKING HAPPENED. FUCK EVEYONE WHO TOLD ME I WAS DELUSIONAL FOR SAYING THIS WOULD HAPPEN. GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT?? ME! I WAS!
user37: did i just step into a parallel universe where y/n and oscar are dating? because what the actual fuck is going on
maxverstappen1: 😨.
user38: SEE!! EVEN MAX IS ASTONISHED
user39; the period after the emoji is KILLING ME 😭😭
georgerussell63: Is that Y/n????? @/charles_leclerc
charles_leclerc: no? it can’t be?
yourusername: it is
charles_leclerc: AHHHHHHH
georgerussell63: AHHHHHHHH
user39: we did it ladies and gentlemen…after one whole year, the enimies to lovers has finally happened 🥲🥲🥲
landonorris: WE??? NAH BABY ME!! ALL ME!!
yourusername: heart heart
maxverstappen1: 🤨
lewishamilton: 🤨
georgerussell63: 🤨
landonorris: 🤨
logansargent: 🤨
charles_leclerc: 🤨
schecoperez: 🤨
danielricciardo: 🤨
carlossainz: 🤨
yukitsunoda0511: 🤨
fernadoalonso: 🤨
totowolff: 🤨
mclaren: 🤨
yourusername: OMG HE BOUGHT ME A REPLICA OF THE SHIRT HE RUINED, I FORGAVE HIM OKAY???
user40: only the seconds date and he’s already posting her?? oh he’s obsessed.
oscarpiastri: well, yes!
user41: 3 days ago they hated each other so much??? what happened???
yourusername: i’m a really good kisser
user42: DO YOU GUYS TGINK THEY KISSED IN THE CLOSET???
user43: maybe we do have lando to thank…
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notes: one of the longest smau’s i’ve done! reminder that comments and reblogs are so greatly appreciated <33
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uuuh love the kook!best friend idea??? the trio would be so overprotective of her??? at keggers she would just make small talk with some pogues and they'll be 🧍♂️🧍♂️🧍♂️like right next to her!
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rafe is getting weirdly possessive over you, you think for a moment, standing near the keg and waiting patiently for your turn to get a drink. you don't think he's ever been so.... territorial. or maybe he has been, and you've just been ignoring it, thinking that he's been a really good, really close friend—looking out for you the way he does.
you can feel eyes burning holes into the back of your head, three sets of eyes in particular. your friends are funny—charmingly stupid, annoying arrogant, and a whole host of other things, but they've always been funny. it's why you guys get along so well, you return their jokes and comments at the same pace, more often than not even cracking jokes that make rafe break his stoic facade.
but he has been, you reflect, stepping up to whichever pogue is pouring the beer today—breaking his facade. you thought you were going a little crazy, thinking that he's actually being nicer to you, until kelce and top comment on it too. even today, he picked you up from your place first, letting you crawl into the front seat even though the other boys complain about being smushed in the back endlessly. he complimented your dress, even asked if it was new, which it was. he even got you your first drink without you asking for it, the strawberry seltzer that you're sure the pogues hosting didn't have lying around.
you feel surprisingly giddy about it—after all, you're still a girl, still their newer friend. like any other girl, you worry your new friends won't like you or that there's some ulterior motive going on. rafe's being a little weird, but he's always thinking about something that he doesn't talk about until days later. you think it'll pass like it always does.
"ah, ah," the blond pogue boy says—the cute one some of your girl friends buy weed from occasionally, when rafe can't deliver. "what's the magic word?"
you giggle at his antics, your worry about rafe floating away. you keep chatting with him, reaching in for the red cup twice, that he pulls up and over his head—impossible for you to grasp.
fifteen feet away, rafe watches jj tease you with the beer cup, jaw clenching while top and kelce see what he's staring at.
"see, boys. now that is not okay." he gestures to you with the cup in his own hand, watching your tiny dress ride up as you jump to get your beer from jj. "that pogue is disrespectin' our girl."
"rafe, i think it's just a joke-" top interjects, but he gets interrupted himself.
"nah, nah, man. these pogues. they think it's funny. i'll show him funny. c'mon." rafe stalks over, and the two boys follow. you don't notice but jj does, lowering the cup and staring at something—or someone—behind you.
"havin' fun, huh?" rafe questions, and you spin around. the jerk scared you—kelce and top surrounding you like bodyguards.
"guys, what are you-"
"i think she's all set, pogue. you can fuck off now."
"don't you have some store to rob?"
"guys, c'mon, it's a beer-"
"it's alright, princess, i see these three musketeers have an issue, so i'll just catch you around, hm?"
jj walks away, leaving the beer he poured for you on the log. you smile apologetically at him, fist clenching in anger at your stupid, stupid friends.
"you idiots. what the hell was that? i can't even talk to someone now-"
"what the hell's that mean, i'll catch you around?" rafe says, cutting you off. "you talkin' to that pogue?"
you pick up the beer and splash it over rafe's head.
"no, you asshole. it's a figure of speech and we live on the same island. jesus christ."
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