XNDA ⤿ l. hamilton 44
→ ( in which. . . ) you, a famous musician, release a new album with an unknown feature. you both post suspicious photos of random people on your respective social medias. your fans start to connect you with a highly decorated formula one driver.
→ ( part. . . ) 1 of 2
→ ( fanfic genre. . . ) social media au
→ ( face claim. . . ) christina aguilera
→ ( pairing. . . ) lewis hamilton x singer!reader
→ ( content warnings/disclaimers. . . ) fluff, setting the plot
→ ( author's note. . . ) this is my first ever social media au, it was super fun to mess around with this fic. i hope you enjoy! see end for more.
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y/nmusic
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y/music i am so excited to announce my 8th studio album liberation! i have worked so hard to produce this and had so much fun creating this album.
i would like to thank everyone who featured in these songs, you were all such a joy to work with! i would also like to thank my person for being my rock and helping me when i felt that this project was not moving/going anywhere, i love you so much <3
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user5 so excited!!
user17 mother is mothering
pharell it was a pleasure to work with you
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f1lover lewis is lurking...
lewishamilton cannot wait to listen 🖤
f1ishamilton THE HEART???
roscoe4ever EXCUSE ME??? WHAT IS THIS?
user12 who is the "rock"...
user29 "my person" ???!!!?!?!?!
gwenstefani so so so proud of u ❤
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y/nmusic
📍 brackley, england
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y/nmusic a weekend away ❤️
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user4 hope you had fun!!
y/nmusic i did thank you 🫶🏻
user4 OH MY GOD Y/N???
f1lvr lewis is lurking AGAIN.
gwenstefani girl who are u holding hands with?
y/nmusic calling u rn dw gwen
y/nstan LOL not even gwen knows this is crazy
y/nfan gf who is the guy 🤨
y/nfan2 there goes another parasocial relationship
y/nlover3 scratching my eyes out (i am so happy for her)
lh444 the location???
roscoe4ever RIGHT like hello??
taylorswift i miss you ml ☹️
y/nmusic i'll be back soon dw!
lewishamilton
📍 brackley, england
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lewishamilton recharging with the ones i love most 🖤
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lewisfan i am soooooooo normal about this (i am going crazy)
lewisfan2 me too (i am actually ripping my hair out)
roscoelovescoco love's you's dad's 🐾
lh444 sometimes i forget that lewis runs his dogs account, i remember, and then get the ick
y/nfan7 what is y/n doing here
sebastianvettel you look like you are having fun!
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lewisfan3 the matching shoes 😭
lewisy/nshipper not him using the same black heart emoji he used on the liberation announcement?
y/nfan okay grandma lets get u back to bed
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i am back!! i am so sorry for taking such a long hiatus, i have had no motivation to write, i get ideas but then hate how i make them. i hope you all enjoy this fic! thank you for reading! requests and feedback are welcome! make sure to leave a comment and kudos as well (only if you want :P)
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I just think it would be so sweet youtuber!reader and Spencer recording a skincare video, being silly with face masks and the whole thing (obviously normally he just washes his face with water before bed but the reader is in the process of changing that)
oh my god this was going one place and then i took it somewhere else LMAO but i love this sm! thanks for sending it in 🫶
cw: fluff, menace spencer at it again, soooooooo sweet it will give you a toothache
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“You ready, babe?”
Spencer looked down at the vanity adorned with various products, giving you a small nod before looking between you and the camera. Ever since watching Spencer just rinse his face off with water one morning about a week ago, you've been brewing up the idea of a skincare routine video to get him in the groove of taking his skin health seriously. For a man who loves to tell you what products (or lack of products) aren't helping your skin, he sure did little to make sure his routine was up to his standards.
“Okay! Hello, lovelies! Today I’m with Spencer,” you gestured over to him, “and we are going to be doing my nighttime skincare routine! Spence, would you mind sharing with the audience your skincare routine?”
He furrowed his brows and looked over to you, “a routine is a sequence of actions regularly followed, like a fixed program. I don't have procedures I go through so I wouldn't classify it as a routine.”
“Okay,” you tried to maintain your giggles, “then tell them what you usually do for your skin before you go to bed.”
“Well,” he began, looking back at the cameras and talking with his hands, “Sometimes, if I feel as though my pores had excreted more oil than normal and Y/N’s face wash is out, I'd use that, but more times than not, she's in bed before me so I’ll just use water.”
A pout formed on your face as you looked at the camera. “Terrible, I know.”
“Hey!”
“Anyway,” you gently placed a hand on his arm, the action soothing him while simultaneously letting him know you meant no harm, “we’re going to fix that. Today, I’ll not only be showing you my routine, but also getting Spencer to do it with me!”
The video went on without a hitch. You started with a cleanser and then went into an exfoliator. Now, you had your container of clay mask sitting in front of the two of you. “Now we’re on the third step. This mask cleans pores, brightens skins, and detoxifies skin,” you look up from reading the jar to see a contemplative look on Spencer’s face. “You good, Spence?”
“Yes, yes, I just don't know how I would go about putting it on my face.”
With soft eyes, you gently opened the lid and scooped a small clump of the mask onto your finger. “I’ll put yours on for you, okay?”
He smiled and gave a nod before you swiped your finger down his cheek, spreading out what you had into a thin layer. “This feels nice,” he said, closing his eyes and letting out a soft hum.
“It’s supposed to.” The moment felt very domestic, and you couldn't wait for the time where you'd do this without the camera. The serenity of the moment was cut short though, when you went to scoop more of the mask onto your finger and the jar started to slip from your grasp. The shock of it almost falling sent one of your hands flying up, which caused whatever clay you had on your hand to fling onto Spencer’s unsuspecting face.
You registered the gasp he elicited when you stabilized the jar on the vanity, and when looking over at Spencer, you saw the splatter of clay painted across his face. “I am–” you started to laugh, but used your clean hand to cover your mouth, “I am so sorry, baby.”
“No, no, it’s okay.” His thin smile was giving mixed signals, but you assumed nothing of it when he changed to topic. “Could I take a look at the ingredients?”
Giving a quick nod, you didn't take notice of how quick he grabbed the mask and swooped his fingers in. Not a second later, you felt the cool substance flung across your face. All you did was blink at him– him, and his shit-eating grin– before folding your lips in and letting out a hum. “Spencer…”
His face slowly morphed into one of concern, “I don't know why I thought that was okay. Y/N, I’m sorry. We can clean this up and–” and a big splat sound echoed in the room and Spencer promptly shut his mouth when a lump of the mask landed on his forehead and began to drip down the bridge of his nose. Your laugh caused a fire to light in his eyes, and he once again grabbed the jar. “Oh, I see how it is.”
“You started a war, Spence.” When he aimed his fire, you stood up and ran over to your bed, grabbing a pillowcase. “You wouldn't target one of our very expensive pillowcases?”
“You're the one sacrificing it!” He flung the clay, and you used the pillow to block the blow. At the amount on the pillow, your eyes widened with humor, “That’s almost the entire jar!”
Laughing, Spencer stalked forward with another handful of the mask. “I’ll buy you more,” he said, cornering you before smearing his hand all down your face.
Your gasping giggles filled the room, and Spencer leaned his forehead down onto yours as you both calmed down. “This video has gone off track.”
“I’m sorry,” his voice was soft and gentle, a big contrast from the chaotic clay war from moments ago.
“Don't. I’m having more fun than anticipated.” Your arms made their way around his neck, gently carding your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. Yeah, you still had the clay mask all over your hands, but you were over one-hundred percent sure the two of you would be taking a shower in less than five minutes.
“You didn't anticipate having fun with me while doing skincare?” His eyes held a playful glint.
Gently pulling his head down so that your lips grazed his, you whispered, “I always anticipate having fun with you, Dr. Reid.” And with that, he captured your lips with his, the face mask smearing all over your faces without a care in the world. The video was the last thing on your mind… you'll continue it at a later time.
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I am... So normal about Sunna and Meno. So normal, in fact, that I made their rings so I can stare at them together and think about them constantly. Bless you and your AU for giving the best brain rot.
WHAT????????????? WAIT. WAITWAITWAIT, HELLO? COME BACK HERE, WAIT. I'm so tired, I am mere seconds away from putting my phone down and going to bed. Last minute, I see I've got an ask, so I glance down at the blurry-eyed sight of rings like "oh, did they find rings that look like Sunna and Meno's?"
THEN I REALIZE. THAT YOU MADE THESE. THAT Y-- ARE YOU SERIOUS !?!?!?!?!?
I am literally so baffled. It's perfect too. I tend to lazily disregard the shape of the sun ring whenever I draw it, but no, yeah, that's exactly how the rays look. This is how all of it looks. I need a minute with this... I'm soooooooo. Thank you. I love you. Thank you. Oh my god. I have to stare at this for a moment longer then go to sleep so happy and fulfilled
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My wife was making fun of some woman. We were at a work party and my CEO’s latest arm candy was there. My wife and several others were at the table quietly laughing and making fun of her. Calling her a bimbo and making fun of the way she spoke. But the second I heard her mimic that voice, I wanted her to be a bimbo too.
I thought about it often the next few days. Hearing her talk in that voice. She would never go for that in bed. We had a plain boring nearly scheduled sex life. The boss’s new girlfriend stopped in the office one day and it just pushed me over the edge. I wished my wife was a bimbo like her.
As soon as I got home, I told the wife I needed to handle a few things. She mumbled some response as she continued cooking dinner, chatting away on the phone.
I pulled up a picture of my wife and the boss’s bimbo. I even found a video of her on her Instagram page. I imagined that silly high pitched voice coming from my wife. Adding in all the likes and cutting words short to her formerly pristine highly educated vocabulary. Big words becoming harder. She couldn’t remember the right sounds for her words. I began stroking my cock. It had been hard for so long. Up and down to that sound. I swear I could hear her down stairs on the phone.
“Oh my gawd, we had like this like big big party thingy for hubby’s work. And like soooooo many people were like there! It was like totes soooooooo fun”
She sounds so much better with that voice. Stroking harder. God I love bimbo voices. So dumb and silly. Women are just hotter when they talk like that. I imagine my wife talking like that forever. High bitch and breathy. No one will take her seriously, just like she and the others said at the party.
“Umm what do ya mean I like sound funny?” I heard her ask. I want her to talk like that more and more. She and all her friends should all talk like that. My cock gives a spurt of cum when she talks again.“Mmm I’m like totes sure I am like totes talkin normaler cuz like you talk same as me silly!”
I looked at the pictures. My wife was alright, maybe a bit plain. But my boss’s bimbo, she would stop traffic from space walking down the street. Especially her boobs. I wish my wife would have a big pair of tits like that.
“Uhm like ya! I totes luuuuuuvvvv having a big ol pair of double ds! My hubby soooo luvs them too!”
No, bigger. She would have a massive fake rack. All the wives and girlfriends would be whispering and mocking her just like she did at the party. No! They would all be bimbos too! But women on the street made fun of them all. They didn't understand it becvause they were too dumb to realize it.
“Yeah like H cup tiddies are so hawt and stuff! Everyone just stares at me cause I'm lik so cute and stuff”
She would wear sexy outfits like my boss's girlfriends. Bright and girly colors. Lots of pinks and neons. Her and her friends made fun of that, but it would be so hot to see them all like that dressing sexy for their men.
"So lik all my cloths are pink, and green and like orange and so pritty!!! omg gurl! we shuld go shopping! I need supa sexi stuff fir my man!"
I stroke erratically as i reached my climax. Cum was squirting everywhere. If only my wife was that type of bimbo. No wonder my boss was always so happy
I went down to dinner. And there on her knees was a much improved version of my wife. Even though I just came, I was hard again. Dinner was reheated hours later.
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