#lavender haze; 1k event!

[redclercs]

— or, the one where you go back to square one.

✤ requested as part of the lavender haze event!

✤ ex! mick schumacher x fem reader, prompts used: “say you want me, and i’m yours.” + "what pretty noises you're making for me… am i making you feel good?" + car sex in the rain

✤ warnings: smut, slight angst, mutual pining, mdni!! little plot, fingering (f receiving), grinding, little bit of dirty talk, car sex, idk how to write car sex bear with me lmao, protected sex, piv, hair pulling. while the actions portrayed in this writing are consensual, do not take this as an example and be smart about having sex!! 2k words (this was supposed to be a really short drabble)

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It’s a make it or break it situation every time you see Mick.

Not your fault really, things with him never go the way you plan them in your head and there is no use in being angry anymore, life happens and that’s that. Your attempt at being something else with Mick had met its dead end sooner rather than later, and like a pair of fools you told each other you could go back to being friends, as if nothing had happened.

But honestly, how are you supposed to look at Mick as just your friend again? When all you can picture when you close your eyes are scratches that run down his back and the hickeys on your neck.

"What are you thinking?" he asks, pulling you out of your thoughts like he always does when he notices that faraway stare. "Everything okay?"

Unable to hold back your eyeroll, you nod. "Just great."

Mick frowns and then shrugs, he doesn't want in-depth explanations of your feelings lately. It's not that he doesn't want to deal with them, but he doesn't know how to without making a burden out of his own.

He flashbacks constantly to the night the decision of being 'just friends' was made between the two of you. It was for the best, or so he thought and the momentary relief he'd felt when you agreed didn't compare to the anguish that followed him since your friend let it slip that you were moving on with someone else.

It's possible he's taking you straight to someone else right this second, as you're on your way to a party hosted by one of your mutual friends. He shouldn't have agreed to this, and he's been praying for something—just about anything—to get in the way, so you can't make it to your destination.

You turn the volume of the radio up, you hate the song, but you don't think you can go on with the only sound being the rain pattering outside the car.

Mick's prayers are answered when the rain starts falling so heavy, it's impossible to see further than a few meters, even the headlights of the rest of the cars are hidden through the curtain of water falling from the sky.

"Should I pull over?" he questions, albeit stupidly. It's the best course of action right now and he is in no rush to continue the journey. "It's safer."

You shrug again, feigning disinterest although your body has tensed. "Fine by me."

Mick stops in a lay-by, turning the car engine off once he's made sure he's left enough space for another vehicle that wants to park behind you. "We'll just let the rain pass for a while."

"I know," you huff, he doesn't have to narrate everything you do. It's irritating and you're not a child that needs explanations every two seconds.

"Why are you mad at me?" he questions, turning the volume down before undoing his seatbelt. "Did I do something wrong?"

Where do you start?

"We would have missed the rain if you'd gotten to my place on time," you murmur. It's the first excuse you can think of to be angry at him, although it's not the real reason.

"I said I was sorry, y/n. I had things to do other than being your chauffeur."

"Well I didn't know being 'my chauffeur' bothered you so much, I could have asked Esteban to take me instead."

"You know it's not that," Mick groans, hitting his forehead against the steering softly.

"Then what is it?" you roll your eyes again, turning in the seat to look at him. "Please, do tell."

Mick stares back at you, and the choice is made within seconds in his brain, he's telling the truth. He cannot keep pretending he's not absolutely tormented by the idea that you've met someone else. "I don't want you to move on. I don't want you to go to whoever is waiting for you at that party."

You're caught off guard, having expected something entirely different to come out of his mouth. A strangled 'what?' leaves your lips before Mick is kissing you, praying once again, that you don't reject his advance. Even if it's what he deserves.

It's a desperate kiss, sloppy and wet and better than any you've ever had with him. Because you can feel how much he has wanted it, and you have wanted it too, so, so much. But what if this is all he wants? To know he still holds this power over you to have you physically, but with no strings attached.

You cannot handle the heartbreak of not being able to have him in the way you want to. Not again.

You push him off you, firm but gentle as his lips start traveling down your jaw and to your neck. "No, Mick. Not again."

"Why not?" he whispers against the pulse on your neck, sending shivers through your body. "y/n..."

“Say you want me, and I'm yours," you sigh, as his lips still hover over your skin. "But mean it, Mick. Mean it this time."

"I want you, y/n. I never stopped wanting you," his right hand is holding your jaw and the other is in your hair, combing it behind your ear. "And I'm not saying this just to fuck you. I mean it. I miss you."

You've known Mick for enough time to have figured out the little tells he has when he's lying. And you are so relieved to find that he's not, as he takes you in with those blue eyes you've missed so much. "I miss you too," you whisper, before looking for his lips again.

One moment you're still in your seat, legs twisted in an uncomfortable position and the next you're on Mick's lap, after he's moved the seat all the way back leaving you enough space not to be pressed against the steering wheel.

His hands are on your hips and your ass, lifting the skirt you're wearing before letting it fall back down. Your hands wrap around his neck before falling to his chest. The kisses you exchange are still messy, rushed and quick. You bite his lower lip before licking it soothingly and he groans, hands pressing harder on your ass.

You can feel his fingers moving to your inside thigh slowly, ghost touches that are there one moment and gone the next. You move your hips back and forth, slowly, starting to feel Mick's growing bulge. He grunts again, pulling you down on him to create more friction.

Mick's hand finally finds its way back to your throbbing core, you're starting to get desperate because it's just not enough. No matter how much you sway your hips in circles or you press down on him, it's not enough. "Please," you whine against the shell of his ear, "Please touch me."

His index and middle finger press against the wet cloth that are your panties and he smiles into your lips. "You're so wet for me,"

You can't find a coherent answer, and he doesn't let you anyway, as he moves your panties to one side to access your hole. His index goes inside you painfully slowly, and you know he's enjoying torturing you this way. Your fingers pull on the back of his head, tugging at his hair and you're not surprised when he moans, the hand that's not on your pussy clasps the back of your neck.

The rain is still going strong around you, and yet the only sounds both of you can focus on are the ones leaving you both. Gasps and moans, grunts and whines.

"What pretty noises you're making for me… am i making you feel good?" Mick pulls your head back by the neck for you to stop hiding your face against his neck as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. His thumb is drawing slow circles in your clit while he interchanges the motion of pumping you to scissoring them inside of you. "Do you want to cum?"

You nod desperately, grinding against his fingers while you still pull on his hair. "Please, Mick."

"Not with my fingers,"

You miss him immediately when he pulls his hand away, your hole clenching around nothing. But you hurry to undo his belt and zipper, you need him right now. Mick shifts in his seat, looking for the jacket in the backseat.

Your fingers wrap around his dick and you start pumping him slowly, your thumb running across his tip between movements has him moaning and bucking his hips.

"Seriously?" you pause, looking at the brand new pack of condoms he gets out of the inside pocket of his jacket.

"In my defense, Esteban asked me to buy them for him," his already reddened cheeks turn a shade or two darker, and he smiles at you. "He won't miss one."

You continue with your up and down movements while Mick opens the package and once he gets the condom out, he grabs your wrist to halt you.

Mick almost cums from the sight of you putting the condom on him, something he never thought he'd ever see again after fucking everything up.

You move your underwear to the side once again and Mick grabs your hips to lift you before letting you fall slowly on his cock. Both of you throw your heads back in pleasure and you stay like that for a moment, taking in the sensation of being as physically close as you can possibly be. Mick fills you up perfectly, and you feel so, so good around him.

Your hips rock back and forth slowly, while you maintain eye contact with him, blue eyes eating you up in awe. And he helps you lift your body and fall back on him at your own pace, he's at your mercy.

The hand that isn't steadying you goes back to your clit, caressing and pressing until he finds that right movement that makes you hold your breath before you release it in a pleasured cry. "Just like that, Mick, please."

He continues to draw circles on your clit while nipping on your neck, interrupted every now and then by his own moans of pleasure. Your pace quickens and Mick's neck strains, trying to hold his orgasm back, he wants you to reach yours first.

You smile at his distress, and move your hips faster guiding him up and down in frantic movements. And it's useless how much he tries to hold back, because when you bottom out, he groans, his release spilling inside the condom.

But you don't stop riding him, and he tries his best to keep his focus on the bundle of nerves between your legs, twisting his fingers faster and harder until you grip his shoulder and let your head fall into the crook of his neck, shaking with such pleasure you're seeing stars.

You stay like that for a few moments, while your breath goes back to normal and your body stops twitching with the remnants of your high. Mick goes soft still inside you and you support your weight on his shoulders to lift yourself off him.

The windows are foggy and the car smells of what you just did, the music is still playing in low volume and the rain refuses to stop.

Mick helps you return to the passenger seat, not without stealing another kiss from you, holding your jaw between his thumb and index.

Both of you fix your clothes in silence, one that falls heavy turning uncomfortable quickly.

"We can try again," Mick ends the silence after he's completely buckled his trousers and smoothed his shirt. "I want to try again with you y/n, I want to try until it works."

So you kiss him again, because you'll try and try, until it hurts or bleeds.

─── team principal radio: ❝to the anon who requested this, i accidentally deleted your ask because i am stupid but i hope you see this and enjoy it! let me know your thoughts y'all♡❞

✰ lavender library cardholders: @karmabyfernando

[irisintheafterglow]

One-Shots (1k+ words)

Bakugo Katsuki

I Know Places - escaping the cameras with your pro hero boyfriend

Rock and Roll, Buckaroo! - ghost hunting with the bakusquad

willow - revenge date against your ex goes awry, so guess who shows up instead

blood moonlit, must be counterfeit - a guy at a party has a really good dynamight costume, and you two get to talking about your favorite heroes.

...but I don't like a gold rush - you're dynamight's publicist and, by some joke by fate, you fell in love with him. you're pissed about it.

don't even know, i'm talkin' nonsense - on his way back from a patrol shift, your boss gets hit with a mystery quirk that affects his speech. you're the only one in the office who can help him.

can I say that? - you tell katsuki he's pretty. he doesn't know how to respond.

Takami Keigo

**I Can See You - meet cute? more like meet SEXY

Jump Then Fall - what happens when you try to outrun your boyfriend and the fastest hero in history?

**Maroon - he leaves a real fuckin' legacy over you

Aizawa Shota

Safe & Sound - healing him during the fight with shigaraki

Kirishima Eijiro

I Think He Knows - 7 minutes in heaven meets mutual pining

Blurbs/Drabbles

Bakugo Katsuki

Call It What You Want - wearing his initial on a chain around your neck

Lavender Haze - all they keep asking me is if I'm gonna be your bride

Karma - karma is my boyfriend, karma is a god

Any Man of Mine - katsuki is confused by 90s american country

Timeless - in those photos, i saw us instead

gym crush!bakugo

Todoroki Shoto

You're an Idiot - he keeps falling through your window with concerning amounts of blood

Takami Keigo

good chemistry - hawks with a chemist!reader

Imagines/HCs

Electric Touch - first date with pro hero chargebolt

The Very First Night - blind dating with katsuki, shoto, and izuku

Polish Up Real Nice! - selfcare with the boys

crown prince!touya todoroki

racer!bakugo showing off his favorites

bakugo takes you to prom

Series Masterlists

More Than It Seams - you're a hero costume tech working for one of the biggest fashion companies in quirk society, and the days until the most important fashion event of the year are dwindling fast. if you weren't stressed enough, a certain half-and-half hero keeps appearing with rips in his suit. (pro!shoto x reader, completed!)

The Joker and the Queen - in a season where you're determined to fly under the radar, newly-returned crown prince!touya todoroki has other ideas.

[seraphiism]

hello! congrats on 1k kay! you really do deserve it~ as for your dreamscape event (if it’s still open), how about dusk with lavender & ⭐️ xiao? thank you vv much! i hope i did not forget anything else ehe~

- blue

𓆩 ღ 𓆪 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

( you are the only people i'd surrender my softness to )

chara : xiao fandom : genshin impact quote cr : noor hindi a/n : HELLO BLUEEEE thank you sm hehe !!! <3 late xiao birthday fic !!

・❥・[ dreamscape event ] ༊*·˚ ⌛fluff • ⭐️ xiao • 💐 lavender : serenity

xiao has always found birthdays to fall in line with human tradition, the many years in his life turned blur and haze in the depths of a life filled with chaos forevermore. he does not pay any mind to the special day, finds it to be as ordinary as any other time in his life : a moment in passing , a fleeting memory that will soon be lost in translation.

the yaksha does not quite remember when he started looking forward to his birthday: was it two years ago-- three, even? his brows furrow ever so slightly in recollection of your first encounter. you were so incredibly stubborn, relentless in attempt to become acquaintances with someone who had almost forgotten what it meant to cherish another-- and how incredibly determined you were in declaration of confessions, anxiety dissipating the moment you noticed the pink hues settle on his cheeks.

xiao sighs, eyes closed as he feels the cool winds blessing his skin. time is such a very strange thing-- the way it feels like he has known you for a lifetime despite the few years it has been. to speak of love is something that brings him into a state of embarrassment, but there is a strange gentleness that resides in the heart, dulls the pain of karmic debt unleashed.

another inhale , a heaviness that settles in his limbs. xiao feels himself losing the battle against sleep, head resting so comfortably on your lap. seldom does he sleep, but in your presence, he is much more prone to it. he doesn't like to admit it, but there is a calm in your existence and it quells the pain, allows tranquility to slip into his life. he cannot fall asleep here, not now, not when you're--

"don't open your eyes. i'm not done yet!"

he frowns at the panicked tone yet doesn't move a single inch despite the way your hand covers his eyes instinctively. he wasn't going to-- not when you had asked so politely earlier, telling him that it was a surprise for his birthday. it was just a mere thought after all, yet somehow you had picked up on it. it is almost frightening how well you have learned to read him.

"i'll fall asleep soon."

"okay, well, don't do that. give me five minutes."

a quiet hum of acknowledgement. he listens, fights back the smile that threatens to grace his lips at your mumbles here and there. five minutes turns into ten, then--

"xiao," you begin, voice quiet and curious, "are you awake?"

he opens his eyes to the sight of your bright gaze, and this time, he does not fight the smile. you blink once, twice, almost caught off-guard at the tenderness in his gaze, but you lean down, kiss his forehead, laughing when that all too familiar blush surfaces.

he sits up, turns to face you, and watches in silent question at the way you hide something behind your back. there is a hint of nervousness that adorns your visage; you know he isn't one for huge celebrations, especially if they revolve around him, but with everything he has ever endured, you wish to celebrate the joy of his existence, the joy of your friendship, and the joy of a love beyond.

with slight reluctance and a timidness xiao is not at all used to, you bring your hands forth ; in your grasp lies a delicately crafted floral crown, brilliant hues of white and green from qingxin flowers. there's a bashfulness in the curl of your lips, and the yaksha wonders if your face is as warm as his right now. he swallows hard, eyes wide, and wonders if he is worth of such kindness.

"may i?"

he snaps from his train of thought, a sight panic surfacing in amber hues, and nods. with the gentle bow of his head, you place the crown on him, find yourself almost breathless when he looks up at you. you have always found xiao to be beautiful, but there is something so incredibly soft about this moment -- the gentle breeze, the sway of the trees that shield you from the orange glow of the sun, the way he looks at you like you have always been the one thing his heart has been searching for all these years.

it is all so overwhelming, the beauty in catharsis. you feel that familiar sting in your eyes, but you don't dare make him fuss over you, not on his birthday-- so instead, your hands cup his cheeks, devotion lingering beneath your fingertips, and you kiss him, ever so gentle, fall into the feeling of veneration.

"happy birthday, xiao." you murmur against his lips, and in the way he pulls you closer, you know that this will be one of many birthdays you will spend with him in a blissful future.

[ghost-proofbaby]

1k follower celebration <3

hello lovely people!! in honor of hitting 1k on here (which, just... damn. wow. what? ily all <3) i'm doing a lil celebration! i've got some snacks, i've got some refreshing beverages, and best of all, i have a couple prompts below! if you guys are down to party, send me an ask including which prompt you'd like me to do and the character (i have a list at the bottom of this post for who i'm willing to write for this time around!) i'll announce when requests are closed for this, and complete them slowly over the next few days!!

thank you again for 1k, there's not enough words to thank y'all for your support <3 hope you're all having an incredible tuesday!!!!

♡ forest green: send me a character and a song, and i'll write a quick blurb (under 1k) about it!

♡ burning red: send me a character and three words/items, and i'll write some brief smut about it!

♡ catastrophic blues: send me a dialogue prompt (some ideas here or you can completely come up with your own!!) and a character, and i'll try my best to absolutely break your heart!

♡ lavender haze: send me character concept, and i'll tell you my headcanons about it!

♡ sunset orange: tell me a lil about yourself, and i'll ship you with one of the characters i'm writing about this time around and give you a song that would be "your song" for the two of you!

when you send an ask, you can start it off with whichever prompt you're wanting and then proceed to tell me the character and extra information needed <3 (example: hello! can i get lavendar haze with eddie and wayne during eddie's childhood!)

characters i'm willing to write for in this event: eddie munson, steve harrington, spencer reid (we're gonna take this one for a test ride again lol), robin buckley <3

[redclercs]

— or, the one where mick prefers the dress off of you.

✤ requested as part of the lavender haze event!

✤ mick schumacher x fem reader, prompts used: “against the window, are you insane?” + "leave the heels on"

✤ warnings: lowecarse intended, smut, mdni!! semi-public sex, unprotected sex, piv, bit of sir kink ig? creampie, no aftercare, per usual, don't take this as an example and be smart about having sex y'all. 1.2k words

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the moment mick saw you with the dress on, he wanted to take it off you. not in a bad, overly possessive way, although it did occur to him that if he was looking at you like that, some of the other guests in this wedding would too.

who in their right mind had thought of giving the bridesmaids such a deep cleavage? mick couldn’t even begin to guess. his brain was swarmed with other thoughts.

“what?” you ask, your hands already on their way to cover your breasts. “it’s not too much, is it?”

mick shrugs in return, shaking his head. “definitely not.”

“you’re a shit liar,” you retort, eyeing yourself in the full-body mirror one last time. “let’s go loverboy, I don’t want to make a late entrance.”

although usually annoyed by the nickname, mick doesn’t give it a second thought as he follows you out of the room, where he wishes he could stay for the rest of the day, filling it with your whines and soft moans.

••• ─────────

you finally notice mick’s discomfort during cocktail hour. the bride and the groom are somewhere in the venue taking pictures and you’re left behind with the rest of the guests to catch your breath, and leave your boyfriend breathless.

“what’s gotten into you?” you ask mick, taking the short glass of amber liquid out of his hand. his other palm is drawing circles against your hip bone, almost leaving a hole in the fabric that hugs your figure perfectly.

"what do you mean?" he asks, already extending arm to recover the drink. his mouth is dry, and his tongue feels like sandpaper.

you click your tongue, still keeping the glass away from him. "you're so tense, and while i don't hate it, you've been practically groping me all day. in front of everyone."

your boyfriend clears his throat and stares at you for the millionth time that evening. "it's the damn dress, y/n seriously, whose idea was it?"

you laugh, before noticing he's being serious. "seven other girls are wearing this dress, mick."

"i don't care about the other seven girls, they're not the ones giving me an issue."

you raise your eyebrows at him. he's actually acting like a horny teenager in the middle of one of your closest friend's wedding.

and you like it. it thrills you to know you have this effect on him, so you caress the back of his neck with your perfectly manicured nails, the color matches your dress perfectly.

"seriously y/n," mick is gritting his teeth and turning back to the bar, to hide the lower part of his body against the mahogany.

this time you laugh audibly, and to mick's mortification a few of the guests and the bartender turn their heads in your direction.

"come on loverboy, let me help you." you wink, making your way out of the bar.

your heels create an echo through the empty room. the old mansion in which the party is taking place has many unused spaces that you discovered yesterday with mick, so now you're putting them to use.

mick shuts the door behind him, and after the lock clicks, scarce seconds pass before his hands are all over you. you didn't even hear him move.

your world comes down to tongues and teeth, and his fingers pressing and grabbing against the skin the dress leaves exposed. your hand finds its way to his crotch, he's already so hard it must be painful to keep it in his pants.

"you're so hot," mick keeps repeating like a mantra, "you're driving me crazy."

you smile against his lips, fingers already working the belt of his trousers. "this is crazy."

you want mick, you always want mick. but the idea of doing having snuck out of the wedding just to fuck him while people might be looking for you has you wanting him in a way that's overwhelming. you have never done this before, with him or with anyone else.

the moment your dress comes off, you gasp. to be fair, you expected mick to work his way up your legs, moving the fine fabric to the side, not just have you naked in the middle of the room, with your bare ass against a leather cushion.

"leave the heels on," he commands, getting rid of his suit jacket. his pants are already halfway down his legs.

"yes sir," you're only half-mocking him, but you notice the way his eyes darken at what you just called him, and you know you've unlocked a new part of your boyfriend that will only bring more enjoyment to your life.

you spread your legs for him to settle in the middle, his erection already free, out of his boxers as he approaches you. but your throbbing anticipation is met with denial as he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you to him, and away from the couch.

the long piece of furniture that is against the wall meets your hipbones painfully as mick makes you bend against it. but you don't have time to worry about the possible bruises, not when you're right in front of the window to the back garden with your breasts hanging in the air.

"against the window, are you insane?" you gasp, your hands pressing against both the glass and the cedar surface. you don't want to risk giving quite the spectacle to another guest or one of the staff.

mick's only response is to press your back down and pin one of your hands behind you. and it's like your brain shuts off, because this is so hot, and now you both are horny teenagers unafraid of consequences.

your moans echo around the room when mick finally stars fucking you. your hips hit the wood time and time again and your free hand is pressed against the glass with such force it might break, but you don't care. it's all about the way mick feels inside you and his grunts and groans in the back of your neck.

the hand in the middle of your back moves down to your clit, roughly pressing on it before moving his finger in circles. "fuck, you're so hot," he pants, like it's the only thing on his mind. "you feel so good."

you whine as an answer, legs buckling as you approach your orgasm. you don't even care about the window or the way the sun hits your frame, making it clearer for anyone who could be outside.

mick's hand has to let go of your pinned arm to cover your mouth as you hit your climax loudly. and he presses it down hard when he cums in you, almost cutting your airflow. you twitch in his arms, overly sensitive already against his non-stop movements.

you can feel his cum start sliding down your legs and you sigh, your stomach contracting in anticipation, you could go on and on.

"we have to go back," you speak with mick's palm still against your mouth. "the reception is starting soon."

and you have to clean yourselves up in the bathroom down the hall.

reluctantly, mick takes his dick out of you, still hard. he really can't get enough of you. he can't wait for you to be back at the hotel.

you turn around to kiss him, your bare chest pressing against his clothed one. "let's do this more often," you can't help but giggle, because you're still high on the thrill of the danger of getting caught.

"I'd do it all the time," mick kisses you back, hands squeezing your ass before finally deciding to get himself together.

or as together as he possibly can, knowing you're putting the damn dress back on.

─── team principal radio: ❝thank you for joining the event! i hope you've enjoyed this filth. let me know your thoughts!❞

[redclercs]

─── WELCOME to the lavender library!

here you will find the writings that were requested during the lavender haze event♡

this event is: ongoing!

— this masterlist is still under construction and is constantly updated!

disclaimer! the lavender library has books that feature mature content, refer to the beginning of each book for its respective warnings. do not engage with the content that makes you uncomfortable or if you’re a minor.

➩ 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤

☾ so you could take it off ● mick schumacher

☽ we'll try again● mick schumacher

☾ untitled ● max verstappen

☾ untitled ● carlos sainz

☾ pleaser ● charles leclerc

☾ untitled ● charles leclerc

☾ untitled ● esteban ocon

☾ untitled ● checo perez

☾ untitled ● mick schumacher

☾ untitled ● charles leclerc

☾ untitled ● lando norris

☾ untitled ● charles leclerc

☾ untitled ● daniel ricciardo

➩ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐥

↺ would you do anything for me? ● charles leclerc

↺ baby you're the biggest prize ● lando norris

↺ i'm so chill but you make me jealous ● charles leclerc

↺ this love came back to me ● lewis hamilton

↺ i stayed there ● charles leclerc

↺ side a: how did we end up here? side b: it must have been the way you kissed me ● mick schumacher

↺ what a plot twist you were ● lando norris

[redclercs]

I JUST WANNA STAY IN THAT LAVENDER HAZE!

─── or, my 1k followers celebration!

WELCOME to my first follower milestone celebration!

First of, I want to thank everyone who's following and has helped me to reach this goal, it means so much to be here not even two months into starting this blog! I hope you're willing to participate because i love interacting with all of you♡

—WHEN: all of july!

— while this is a special ocassion, my normal rules still apply♡

– back to navi.

☽ 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 » send me a driver + a situation/prompt and i'll make you a playlist!

☾ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘭 » send me a driver + prompt, get a short drabble! suggested prompts: x x x x (mdni with the smut ones!!!!)

☾ 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 » send me a fake fic title + a driver, and i'll tell you what kind of story i'd write!

☽ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯…? » talk to me! you can ask any question you want, tumblr games, would you rathers, etc, or pick one from these: x x x x

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𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

mick schumacher + enemies to lovers “later in their life”

"kiss?" and an immediate joking "no" but they're already leaning in with a small smile

𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?

🎵 honeymoon by lana del rey

🎵 k by cigarettes after sex

🎵 heart by heart by demi lovato

🎵 falling in by lifehouse

🎵 all in by the wildcardz

𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦

🎵 today was a fairytale by taylor swift

🎵 something i need by one republic

🎵 kiss me more by doja cat & sza

🎵 i like me better by lauv

🎵 wave by ateez

thank you so much for participating! also idk if these were separate situations i did them that way, excuse my dumb-assery ily♡

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meet me at midnight + charles + rich single mom

i don't know how it works sorry

𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦? 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦?

🎵 dangerous woman by ariana grande

🎵 uptown girl (but the glee version) by billy joel/the glee cast.

🎵end game by taylor swift & ed sheeran & future

🎵 something by the beatles

🎵 i would do anything for you by foster the people

hi! thank you for joining the event, I hope you like your playlist 🥹💜

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gonna take this chance to ask for meet me at midnight with Lando + celebrating his podium! pretty please (and congratulations for your milestone babe)

𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦

🎵 friday by riton et al

🎵 time of our lives by pitbull and ne-yo

🎵 glad you came by the wanted

🎵 shine by years & years

🎵 24k magic by bruno mars

saw the opportunity and you took it and I love that tbh! 🫶🏻 thanks for joining the event and enjoy lando’s podium!!

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crongrats on your milestone!!!! 🫶🏻 I would like to ask for meet me at midnight + Charles + he being jealous

𝘪’𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴

🎵 jealous by nick jonas

🎵 the girl is mine by michael jackson & paul mccartney

🎵 r u mine? by the arctic monkeys

🎵 don’t blame me by taylor swift

🎵 trigger by chase atlantic

thank you for your congrats and participating in the event! I hope you like your little playlist 💜💜

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congratulations on your milestone!❤️ I hope your blog grows even more!!!

now can I ask for meet me at midnight, Lewis and second chance trope? please💘

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦

🎵 fallingforyou by the 1975

🎵never let me go by florence and the machine

🎵 if you ever come back by the script

🎵it’s you by ali gatie

🎵 still into you by paramore

Thank you so much! And I really appreciate you participating on my event 💜💜 hope you enjoy this!

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Can I do meet me at midnight for Lando Norris and frenemies to lovers? Congrats on 1k! ❤️

Thank you! 💜 and thank you so much for participating, I appreciate it a lot🥹🫶🏻

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦

🎵 she’s kinda hot by 5 seconds of summer

🎵 true love by p!nk and lily allen

🎵 accidentally in love by counting crows

🎵 everybody talks by neon trees

🎵 willow by taylor swift

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Congrats on 1k! 🫶🏻 you’re lovely and your works are great❤️❤️

meet me at midnight + charles + right person wrong time? Please!

𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯, 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

🎵 somewhere only we know by keane

🎵 mónaco by lagos & danny ocean

🎵 glimpse of us by joji

🎵 ghost of you by 5 seconds of summer

🎵 all i ask by adele

thank youuuu and thank you so much for participating too! i love this trope omg😭

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hi!! congrats on 1k!!🩷🎉 can i please request the love spiral with mick with 16. "against the window? are you insane?" and/or 17. "leave the heels on." thanksssss

hi! thank you so much for joining the event! i just posted your request here, hope you enjoy!

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🍪 (i love you)

ily thank you for sending this🫶🏻🫶🏻

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

— I’d probably be one of those little cookies with jam in the middle because they’re great but super underrated hahaha

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