WRITE 👏🏻 IT 👏🏻 NOW 👏🏻 I neeeeeed history/English professor Jamie and his flirty student who sometimes wears her skirts a little too short and sits in the center where he can see just enough to drive him crazy!!!! She stops by later to ask him about the assignment and he steps behind her and shuts and locks the door 👀 OOOH or maybe he knows she’s inexperienced and wants to teach her??? 👀👀👀
ahhhhh okay okay!! I'll write it!
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𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤
Oscar Piastri x Reader
“He’s not my boyfriend anymore.” “You can’t tell people that we’re engaged like that.”
Reader and Oscar announce their engagement on social media through a hilarious (for them) prank.
I really hope this turns out okay, I've never done a smau before :D
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youruser We move on…
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yourBff that’s it! I’m taking you on a trip far away.
→ youruser ily
user wait what
user where’s oscar? where’d he go?
user haha, i’m scared.
f1wags ‘we move on’ what dOES THAT MEAN
f1wags im gonna lose me job 😭😭
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oscarpiastri Moving on…
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landonorris surely start a jpg
→ oscarpiastri no
user where is mother?
user mother’s not even in the like nooooo
user oh no. they have matching captions
f1wags istg Oscar if you and mother broke up
logansargeant ayo?
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imessage
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youruser it’s been emotional
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landonorris answer my texts
→ youruser what texts bro? they’re all literally just “???”
user mother is making music at the cost of not dating oscar 😭😭
f1wags queen are you /j or /srs i NEED to know
user no please not like this
logansargeant our boy is sorry, please put him out of his misery
→ youruser our boy? Far as i’m concerned, we don’t share a boy
user everyday I am reminded of everything wrong in the world
user is no one paying attention to the grid’s comments?
→ user they’re as desperate as we are for info 😭
→ user and logan’s comment? What do you mean you don’t share a boy?!?
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oscarpiastri A lot of emotions this week
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landonorris Oscar please answer my texts
→ oscarpiastri the only thing you’ve sent me is ?????
user AGAIN WITH THE MATCHING CAPTIONS
f1wags Hahaha Oscar I’m getting really scared now hahahaha
user I’ve known not a single day of peace since Y/n’s first post
NicolePiastri what did you do Osc?
→ user NOT EVEN MAMA PIASTRI KNEW
→ user noooooooooooooooooooo
user hey god? I am NOT one of your strongest soldiers
user guys neither of them have specified which emotions they’re feeling
→ user please don’t give me hope
→ user I’m too far in to believe that they’re happy 😭😭😭
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NicolePiastri Well this answers my question
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landonorris ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
→ youruser this is so funny to me
→ oscarpiastri hehehehehehe
user EVERYONE CALLED ME CRAZY BUT I WAS RIGHT
f1wags I can sleep easy now :’D
user they’re laughing. WE SUFFERED AND THEY’RE LAUGHING
logansargeant okay, without me? rude.
→ youruser oh please, you would’ve spilt at first chance
→ logansargeant i don’t like you
user WARRRRR ISSSS OVERRRRRRRR
user everyone say thank you Mama Piastri
→ user THANK YOU MAMA PIASTRI
→ user THANK YOU MAMA PIASTRI
→ youruser Thank you Mum ❤️😁
→ oscarpiastri Thank you Mum ❤️
→ NicolePiastri You’re welcome kids
AHHHH I hope you enjoyed! first time ever doing a social media au si I'm crossing my fingers that this was good 🤞
Let me know what you think, I might make some more depending on feedback but who knows
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Rise!Leo hurt/comfort
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Something pulls you from your slumber.
You inhale sharply, looking around for a hint of what woke you, but there's only darkness. You take another breath, this one slower, as you shift beneath the blankets to prop yourself up on one elbow. There'd been… a light? A flash of something? You're not sure. You continue scanning the darkness with bleary eyes, but it's just black. There's nothing. Nothing but you and the darkness in your-
You hear a sound. A small, choked whimper that makes your stomach drop when you hear it. It's unfamiliar to you, yet somehow you know it's him.
“Leo?” Your voice is quiet, scratchy from sleep. “Leo, is that you?”
There's a sniff, followed by what sounds like a hum of confirmation - but it's off. The anxiety that's started to bloom in your chest expands, and you push yourself into a sitting position and reach your hand out towards the sound. It hovers in the air for a long moment before his hand grips yours.
He's shaking.
“Leo, what's wrong? Are you okay?”
There's another whimper, and his hand squeezes yours so tightly it's almost painful. You tug him towards you, wanting him closer. There's resistance for only a moment before you feel him give in, before he releases your hand and you feel the bed dip. He crawls over and settles the length of his body between your legs, snaking his arms around your waist and pressing his head into your stomach. It's more than just his hand, you realize - his whole body is trembling, his breaths coming much too quickly. Your left hand rests on his shell, the other brushing soothing pets over his head.
Your thoughts are still a little jumbled, a little clumsy. You're not sure what's going on, honestly, since your brain is barely even registering that you're awake, but you need to push through. Leo needs help. You aren't sure what kind of help, exactly, but… You think back to what he'd asked you, that first night, and decide that's as good a place to start as any.
“What do you need?”
Leo's fingers tighten in the fabric of your shirt, and his face rubs back and forth against your stomach. You're not sure if he's… shaking his head in response or just seeking the feeling of the action. When he speaks, the words are strangled, muffled in the fabric of your shirt, but you manage to piece them into place somehow.
“Tell me I'm okay?”
Something in your chest caves in at the uncertainty in his voice. You're not sure exactly what he's uncertain about - actually being okay or whether you'll do that for him. (Of course you will. Of course you will.)
You move your hands to his head, lightly scratching along his scalp. He feels… colder than usual. “You're okay, Leo,” you whisper. “You're okay.”
He holds you a bit tighter, sniffling into your stomach. You continue to pet him, murmuring assurances while your mind runs in tired circles.
(How long did he wait before coming to you? How many times has he been like this and decided against seeking you out?)
Slowly, painfully slowly, he starts to relax. His breathing gradually evens out, and his vice grip on your shirt loosens. You trail your fingers along his scales long after he's fallen asleep, feeling sleep tug impatiently at you, as well.
Just a little longer. You'll stay awake just a little longer.
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