#top gear rpf

[candyfloss-kittens]

I just finished June of Doom for 2024 (@juneofdoom)!

Well... not quite finished it, as I intend on coming back to it later and writing the alternate prompts as their own one-shots, and I do intend on going back at a later date and adding a part two to any previous one-shots that I feel need one.

But! I managed to get the main 30 prompts done and posted in a month! I managed to complete a monthly challenge in a month!

[ao3-anonymous]

[incorrect] Fastest Growing Fandoms on AO3 This Week (05/13/2024)

Every week I pull data on how many fics are in each fandom and compare to the previous week, then calculate the percentage increase to determine fastest growing fandoms.  Since this naturally skews towards smaller fandoms, I have included the same data filtered to Over 1k, 5k, & 10k fics.

Overall:

Over 1,000 Fics:

Over 5,000 Fics:

Over 10,000 Fics:

Source: AO3 Fandom Dashboard

Not everyone was seeing my reblog, so I'm editing the original to include my note:

Okay so if you'll see an earlier post I made, I fixed a bug last week that ensured fic counts include locked fics again. Since last week's numbers were before the fix and the percentage compares last week and this week, all the fandoms with high locked fic % (mostly RPF) are showing on this week's "fastest growing" analysis. Not quite accurate, but it will fix itself next week. Sorry y'all!

[dracothelizard]

SOON

(so this thing @sweveris organised will be 97, my RBB will probably be 98...I should figure something out for 100!)

[bad268]

Hii can I request a Paul Aron x reader? Maybe like they went to school together and she was known to keep to herself but he finds out she drifts cars as a passion outside of school. Maybe a cute interaction after he watches her and he's with a couple friends too?

Drift to Survive (Paul Aron X Drifter! Reader)

Fandom: RPF/F2/3

Requested: Clearly (haha I speedran this, but I learned a lot of shit about drifting <3) (Also, off-topic but LOOK AT HIS HAND)

Warnings: None

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 1132

Summary: Drifter! reader decides it's time to share the infamous after-school activity.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

What had started as an after-school activity turned into a fully-fledged career after a while. You had started drifting back when you were younger. Your dad used to compete in Drift Masters (DM), and you had always been interested in it since he would take you to the rounds.

By the time you were 10, your dad was taking you out to open fields or empty tracks to drift, and when you reached 15, you started competing in lower levels. It was difficult managing a full-time career on top of finishing school, but it would be worth it in the end.

Somedays you wish you had told your school friends about your passion for drifting, but then you remember how critical people are of different interests. It was better to keep it on the down-low until you got better at least.

Well, to say you were getting better would be an understatement. You started competing in Formula Drift earlier this year, and you were dominating. You just found out that if you secured the championship, you would be offered a seat in DM. 

Since there was a race for you this weekend, you decided to bite the bullet and invite a couple of your closest friends. They were racing in Formula 2 or Formula 3, and you knew they did not have a race that weekend. Surely, they were free. 

You sent a quick text to the group chat that included Dino, Ollie, Jak, and your best friend, Paul. Maybe you wished Paul was more, but right now, your focus was on your career, especially since you just graduated and were moving up in the world. That was something you could pursue another day.  

They all accepted immediately, intrigued at the prospect. They did not really attend a race where placement did not matter, so they were interested to learn about it. Also, they did not think it was something you were interested in. You were just so quiet. They did not expect you to be interested in their type of racing, let alone a more dangerous branch of it. 

The day of the event came, and you were feeling more confident than ever. You had done a few practice runs with your dad again, and he was confident you would get that DM seat. Your friends arrived at your room early that morning since you all agreed to carpool together. 

You all loaded in the car. You drove. It was after much debate from the guys, saying they were the racing drivers, but you rebuttled with how Ollie could not pass his driver’s license test. Plus, it was your car that your dad drove over for you. You did not plan on letting any of them take your car.

Paul sat in the front, Jak and Ollie took the window seats, and Dino sat in the middle despite him saying he was too tall for it. Granted, he was the shortest of the three, so his argument was invalid. 

You let Dino have control over the music, so he would shut up. Thankfully, he did have good taste in music. You made it to the track in no time, and you drove around to the back where drivers and the teams would park. The boys looked at you funny as you showed the garage passes to security, but no one asked anything until you parked.

“You never told us,” Paul started as he climbed out of the car and followed you toward the boot. You were grabbing out a bag that had some of your essentials like team merch, hat, and snacks. All of your racing gear was already with the team. Paul closed the boot for you after you grabbed the bag out. “Where are we sitting?”

“You guys are sitting in the garage,” You answered as you locked the car after Ollie, Dino, and Jak clambered out of the car just in time to hear your answer. They all gaped at you before Dino made a connection.

“Wait, where will you be?’

“In the car,” You said simply as you handed them the badges and walked down toward the entrance. They all stood in shock for a minute before running to catch up. You led them around before parting off to your garage. Ollie, Dino, and Jak decided they wanted to explore a bit more, but Paul said he wanted to stick with you. Plus, he really wanted to look at your car.

Call him a nerd, but all cars are interesting to him. 

You did just that. It did not take him long to realize that you were the “amazing”, “talented”, and “once-in-a-generation” driver that everyone talked about. You used an alias while driving, so he never made the connection before. You showed him your car, let him sit in it, and showed him your special helmet. Since this event was so special, you did a specialty helmet based on your dad’s helmet. If you could secure your DM seat with your dad’s helmet, it would have come full circle since he was the one to help you get there.

“Wow, this is incredible! I never knew you did this,” Paul said in awe as you explained a few more things in your driver's room while getting ready to get in the car. “It suits you though.”

“Thanks, Paul,” You laughed at that. “No one ever asks what I do outside of school, so I never said anything.”

“Well, now I’m gonna make it my mission to learn everything about you,” Paul said in a soft tone as he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you into his body. He used one of his hands to do up the zipper and velcro of your race suit before resting his hand against the side of your neck, “If you’ll let me, that is?”

“I’d always let you in, Paul,” You whispered back as you slowly leaned in to press your lips against his. It did not last long as one of your managers knocked on the door, telling you it was time to get in the car. Reluctantly, you pulled away from him as you pulled your balaclava on and grabbed your helmet. “That’s my cue. Time to drift to survive. You better be watching from the garage. I need all of the energy I can get.”

“I manifesting that win for you,” Paul laughed as he followed you out to the car. As soon as you were situated in your seat, he leaned in one last time to give you a last piece of motivation, “You’ve got all of us behind you, just breathe, and you’ll do great as always. I’ll be waiting for you at the finish line to take you out for victory drinks.”

~~~~~

© BAD268 2024. DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION.

[mwebber]

what are your favourite martian moments? 😺

thank u for asking eve i'm so glad i get to talk about two of my favourite people on god's green earth <3 in no particular order just off the top of my head...

#1: ABU DHABI 2022 i cannot state just how much brain damage this moment did to me. like i vividly remember freaking the fuck out about the martian interview on sky and talking to the besties and barbi @brawn-gp was like omg another moment do u want me to clip. and i was like YEAH YES. PLEASE. I LOVE YOU (i love you <3) and then i saw it and blacked out and when i awoke it was to this. unparalleled brainrot Truly there will never ever be another

#2. MARRIAGE QUOTE do i need to say anything else. when i saw this for the first time i think i nearly had an aneurysm

#3. SINGAPORE 2008 their first real red bull date.......... i think about them sitting on that couples rickshaw every monday giggling with each other generally being blushy messes sharing secretive smiles like they're the only ones in on a joke. also mark pretending to push seb off a building only to catch him STOP my heart is melting

(tumblr is being dumb and won't credit the gifs properly but they're from thnx-mate-blog)

#4. VLAD RYS GEORGIA K MOMENT this is unironically my favourite pic of seb to ever seb. and of course he's looking at mark. no further comments

#4.5 THE OTHER VLAD RYS GEORGIA K MOMENT. this photo is still so mind-boggling like why the fuck are you looking at each other like that. hi. hello?

#5. MONACO 2010 HUG.

#6. MAKE LOVE TO EACH OTHER / ALWAYS REMEMBER YOUR FIRST TIME. it's literally so fucking funny to me that red bull saw everybody's martian brainrot and was like. wouldn't it be so fucked up if we dropped that mark buttered seb's muffin after china 2009. twirls hair. haha wouldn't it be soooo random. if we did that

#7. WHATEVER THE FUCK THIS IMAGE IS. i can't even look at it for too long i start feeling funny in my tummy

#8. SEB'S LONGING STARE. i ccant believe i forgot this one it should be higher up perhaps

#9. AUSTRALIA 2016/2017. their podiums are SSOOOOOOO.

#10. MATCHING PORSCHES. is it hot in here? do you feel feverish? i feel feverish

#11. RIGHT ONE'S HEAVIER. monaco 2021 when mark casually revealed how much he knows seb still after all this time that seb was like ".. yeah!" like he himself was pleasantly surprised that mark still cares and oh god. somebody hold me

#12. NEARLY SKINNY DIPPING AU CANADA. caliss de tabarnak attache ta tuque mark nhabille pas des sous vetements criss de tabarnak de caliss d'esti de sacrament de

(from thnx-mate-blog)

13. VERY GOOD. i just know they had a Conversation after mark retired that was soo insightful and healing that they still reference to this day. they're very good with each other. btw. if u didn't know.

14. LOVER'S TIFFS. i can't. i can't think about them anymore i think i need to be put in a straightjacket and locked up

#15. 2013 PRIZE GIVING. the way they look at each other...... i'd write 5 million words of rpf too

there's literally so many more moments i want to include on here like mark's "i hope when i'm 70 they're not still asking if i love sebastian" or top gear when mark was like "my dad always said you shouldn't hit boys mate" or when seb and mark were at hangar 7 post 2010 and he went for the wettest limpest high five hand hold known to man or when mark massaged seb's shoulder in australia 2009 or their 1-2 podiums in 2009 or in 2020 when mark was like i've moved on from ferrari for u or "seb didnt expect sex in monaco" or china 2010 when they were bitching with each other or when seb was like i don't understand what he's saying half the time or when seb was on mark's shoulders for a red bull stunt or when they played cricket in australia 2012 or when mark was like we're very well-suited to each other both very handsome in that one magazine or when mark addressed their relationship in like 2014 and said we wished each other well in austria as you do or after multi 21 when seb was like i was racing i was faster i passed him i won and mark was like a cheetah never changes its spots we'll be fine or early on when mark was like we'll get hot chocolate together and i'll be going on about smth that happened before seb was born and he'll roll his eyes or when seb was like i learned a lot from mark or when seb said he'd give mark free hotel toiletries for his bday or when they copied each other trying to put stickers on their car or when someone changed seb's wikipedia page to say he's dating mark or when they did their pepe jeans butt ad or turkey 2011 when they all but caressed each other in 4k or the brazil 2011 cheek cradle or their websites i haven't even talked about their websites yet [I AM FORCIBLY DRAGGED AWAY]

[itsduckinghard]

Top Gear (UK) RPF, James May/Richard Hammond, enemies to lovers

[witchywitchy19]

Saw this a few times around so decided to join in 😊

Who is your favourite driver?

Lewis Hamilton

Do you have any other favourite drivers?

Max, Fernando, Sebastian, Kimi, Charles, Carlos, Checo, Daniel

Who is your least favourite driver?

Lando (slowly warming to him) and George

Do you pull for drivers or do you pull for team as well?

Mainly driver in the case with Lewis, I use to be a big supporter of Mercedes however since the end of 2021, things have not been the same with Mercedes and from 2023 and onwards, my opinion is Mercedes and Toto arent treating Lewis the same like before, that has lost all my faith and trust in them.

If you like the teams, what team do you pull for?

Red Bull and Ferrari

How long have you been into F1?

Since 2021

What got you into F1?

A guy I was seeing at the time was heavily into it and a few of our dates, I offered to watch it with him so I could spend time with him. It intrigued me but when things ended with the guy I didnt watch till I found Drive to Survive on Netflix and got hooked onto it. I bleed F1 now

I own so much F1 lego, Red Bull top, Mclaren top and sunglasses, Lewis pop funko and on my 30th birthday this year im going to monza to watch the race 😊

Do you enjoy fanfic/RPF?

Yes, I read so much fanfic everyday that i tend to re-read stuff 😅 plus im a writer myself of F1 and Lewis on AO3 (Pumpumpkinwitch 😉)

How do you view new fans?

More the merrier ❤️

If you could take over as team principal for any team, who would it be and why?

Mercedes and I would kick that team back into gear

Are your friends and family into F1?

None of my friends are, my dad is as we watch it together with our red bulls haha mom is slowly getting into it

Are you open to talking to other fans/friends?

Hell yes ❤️ i would love to have some friends to talk about it with

Tagging- @preet-01 @boldlettered @onboardsorasora @hamilgodd @lewierre @thethirteenthcrow

[rogloptimist]

the gears are turning (bad)

okay. picture this for me. canaan house + project lyctorhood but i ruin it by adding rpf

dunno how it ends (or starts honestly because who am i gonna make god…) but uhh tadej and jonas consume each other and achieve partial lyctorhood and are existing in weird ass stasis in which parts of their souls are permanently embedded in the other

primoz:

9th house necromancer

he don’t got no cav because he’s super special

was born into the ninth as a non adept (non necro) when there were no necromancers left on the ninth except the reverend mother and father

raised with the sole purpose of becoming the 9th house cavalier with the expectation that a necromancer would be conceived due to his talents w rapier (this is the ski jumping btw)

in a last ditch effort to conceive a necro heir, rev. mother and father do The Ritual (they kill a bunch of babies to harness tre death energy to ensure that the child is conceived as a necromancer) with primoz as an anchor of sorts

do y’all remember how john killed everyone? picture that for me. primoz can feel the thanergy (death energy) bloom slipping away because the ritual starts going wrong, and in an act of desperation he grabs it and it basically radioactive spider’s him; the thanergy bloom turns him into a necro

HOWEVER he basically is being electrocuted with death-energy (thanergy) so he reaches out and accidentally puts the entirety of the 9th’s population’s souls in stasis by chucking them out somewhere unknown

freaks the fuck out and assumes position as reverend of the ninth and pretends everything is fine

brief detour he spends some time at the 6th (this is visma!!!) but the collectivist hivemind drives him insane and he wants out. now he’s alone seeking a necromantic solution to basically murdering his whole planet because he needs to prove that it was worth it (switching from ski jumping to cycling but not being able to quite touch the top, he didn’t do this all for nothing etc etc)

crazy crazy crazy relationship with god harrowhark style ! catholic guilt goes crazy

tadej:

8th house (i know it’s weird but trust) necromancer

adam is his cav- i will talk more about this later

specializes in soul siphoning, i.e. slurping up your cavalier’s soul out of their body and using the vacuum to generate power temporarily (cannibalism metaphors do you get ittt)

weird shit with consumption. he’s obsessed with transcending the limits of the flesh to become closer to god

first time he tried soul siphoning he actually killed the cav because he took it too far!

i also think it would be silly and fun if he consumed his own flesh ianthe/babs style while performing necromancy

sicko catholic (everyone on the 8th thinks he’s a heretic, everyone else think’s he’s a nun, it’s actually a secret third thing somewhat adjacent to a communion kink)

controversial within his house for being too flashy (tl dr the 8th house is basically a cult with their interior design done by mr clean), ambitious and dangerous with his necromantic practices

rest of the necro’s don’t really know who he is? they all know he’s weird for an 8th, but not how or why. he’s also particularly intrigued by jonas

would be fun if he was god’s son like literally gideon style

jonas

6th house necromancer

cavalier is matteo (or wout? i’m conflicted. but also i want there to be a scene where matteo tells him you did everything that matters)

specializes in that thing where they read the bones and necromantic remains for death signatures. yeah rhat

born and raised on 6th, unusually high pool in his age group and didn’t show much promise for becoming a warden until recent years. was not expected to be heir to the 6th, people still haven’t gotten used to it (constant underdog narrative we stay winning)

people didn’t like him on 6th for supposed undercompetence, outside of the 6th they all think he’s a boring necro (too by the book)

he starts counting the doors first. just so you know

was friends with primoz while he spent his time on the sixth but grew apart after he went back to the ninth- still is unsure about tf is going on with him, also knew that he defo was not a necromancer before but keeps his mouth shut

tadej finds him particularly interesting, doesn’t buy the calculating librarian look that the 6th house puts forward. thinks he wants something more

remco:

4th house necromancer

from the second but family is fourth, was raised in the cohort

struggled with tight restrictions of the second, was hailed as a prodigy in combat as a child and wanted to serve first line w cohort but was sidelined in teens in command structure, returns to his father’s birthplace the fourth

there he learns the fourth specialty of using thanergy spikes to explode shit and gets really good at it very fast

climbs the ranks of the fourth and becomes heir, but is looked down upon by older cohort members for youth and hotheadedness

weird obsession with proving everyone wrong that needs to be studied in a lab

dunno who the cav is sorry 😔 i think it would be kind of hilarious if it was wout (viva la belgium) and he and jonas keep making eyes from across the room wishing to go back to their beehive days

mathieu/jasper

from 3rd house, jasper is necro and mathieu is cavalier

mathieu comes from a long ass line of cavaliers and was expected to become cavalier primary from basically birth. luckily he’s very very good with a sword but his dad is crazy!

jasper is a necro, born into 3rd royal family. is known for sheer power but also infamous for inconsistency

specializes in flesh magic, specifically loves working with muscle and tendons

mathieu+jasper raised together (is it brotherhood or are they just fucking. who knows. not them)

honestly very into bitch wife idiot husband why change the canon. keep jasper stupid 2024

adam not the one and only yates:

8th house cavalier

as per 8th practice was genetically engineered to be a match to a necromancies for soul siphoning

in this case, it was with his twin simon and i am totally so normal about the two of them !

however upon birth it was discovered that simon’s necromancy wasn’t perfectly compatible with adam’s- because he wasn’t heir material they didn’t care

but when tadej started as an adept and started sucking up people’s souls like a vacuum they needed someone capable of holding onto the shore of the river (wack ass spirit world) for longer and adam was found to be compatible

loyal to the end, but people all note that he looks faded when with tadej

will of steel or something

my various madman ramblings

[eddieschains]

Can you do “not so tough now” with Joseph?

i had so much fun writing this 🤭 i hope you like it!!

TW// 18+ (minors move along), RPF (don’t like it, don’t read it), barley proof read, Joe is kind of an asshole, sub!Joe, control kink??, dry humping, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), let me know if i missed anything!!

Not So Tough Now, Are You?

“Hey babe?” You heard Joe call from the bedroom while you were in the bathroom getting ready.

“Yeah?” You respond, standing in the doorway.

“Jack asked if we could pick up a bottle of champagne on our way to the party, I guess he forgot some.” He’s standing in front of the mirror tucking his shirt into his pants before giving himself a couple sprays of cologne.

“Well I have a full bottle in the liquor cabinet if you wanna just bring that.” You walk towards him, helping him smooth out his sleeves.

“Okay yeah that’s perfect.” He turns around to give you a peck on the lips. “You almost ready beautiful?”

“Yeah let me just get my shoes on. Wanna warm up the car?” He nods, grabbing his keys before exiting the house.

This was the first time you would be meeting his school friends. You’d met his close group of friends before, but these guys were more of acquaintances so you’d never got a chance to introduce yourself.

You pull up to the driveway and take notice of how nice the house is. The alumni from his school must do very well. You weren’t too nervous, considering Joes other friends were absolute angels, you didn’t think you’d have much to worry about.

“Hey Joe!” His friend greets you at the door, pulling him in for a hug before moving his eyes towards you. “Who’s this pretty thing?”

Wait. Has Joe not mentioned you before?

“Oh this is my friend Y/N.” Friend. So that’s how tonight’s gonna go.

“Hi. So nice to meet more of Joes friends.” You shake the man’s hand, your teeth gritted together.

He ushers you two into the house to say hi to the other attendees. You look up at Joe with fire in your eyes, but he ignores you. You leave him to grab yourself a drink from the kitchen while he mingles in the living room.

“So you gonna tap that or what?” You overhear one of his friends say, motioning to you.

“I already do.” He laughs, sipping the beer his friend handed him.

“I bet she lets you throw her around, huh? Pretty thing like that you’d have to.” You hear his friend laugh, glancing over to see him look you up and down. Is Joe going to say anything? You feel like a piece of meat standing in this kitchen waiting for the wolves to attack.

“Oh don’t worry guys, I am very much in control when it comes to her.”

Oh my fucking god. He was gonna pay for this later. You decide to walk over to the group and have a little fun before tearing into Joe for the way he was speaking about you.

“Hi guys, i’m Y/N nice to meet you.” You smile as you see all of their faces drop. “What’re we talking about?”

“Oh just school.” Joe responds, avoiding eye contact.

“Yeah? Tell me, what was Joe like in school?” You inquire the rest of the group.

“Oh he was like top dog. Always fucking bitches and was just the toughest guy i’ve ever met.” One of his friends responds, obviously not sensing the tone in the room.

You look to see Joe giving him the eyes, secretly telling him to shut up. “Tough guy, huh? Yeah that sounds like Joseph.” His eyes whip over to you. You know he despises when you call him by his full name. “Hey, Joseph, i’m getting pretty tired. Can we head home soon?” You ask with an eyebrow raised. He nods as you walk away to throw away your drink.

You grab his keys and wait for him in the car, not wanting to hear what else he has to say about you just for the sake of looking cool. You see him walking down the driveway and you bury your head in your phone.

“Baby i’m so sorry. I didn’t think you’d hear all of that. But you know, these guys they’re…”

“Pigs?” You ask, not looking up from your phone.

“I guess that’s one way of putting it.” He responds, putting the car in gear.

“So you decided you also needed to act like a pig so they’d respect you?”

“No no, I should’ve never said those things. I’m not like them I promise.” You mumble a mm-hmm in response.

The rest of the car ride home is silent. Nothing but your thoughts invading your psyche. You never would’ve thought of Joe to be the type to act differently with his friends, but if he wanted to put on the tough guy act, then so be it.

You jump out of the car as soon as he parks it, running inside before he can try to convince you to talk before going inside. You knew he was going to take him time before coming inside, trying to think of what to say to you to calm you down. But all that was on your mind right now was some version of revenge. If he was going to tease you, you were going to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Throwing your clothes off, you begin rummaging through your lingerie drawer. Trying to find a piece that’ll make his head spin. You finally settle on a lacy red piece, with garters to add even more spice.

You wait in the bathroom until you hear him walk into the bedroom. You hear the plop of the mattress as he lets out a loud sigh and you start to feel bad. But, now wasn’t the time to make him feel better. He hurt you, and you were gonna make him pay.

You step out of the bathroom and immediately jump on top of him, legs on either side of him pinning him to the mattress.

“Honey what are you do-“ You press your fingers to his lips, shushing him.

“No talking unless I say so, got it?” He nods, a confused look on his face. “And no touching either.” You say as you pin his hands above his head.

You begin to grind down on his lap, his eyes falling shut. You were never in control like this when it came to your sex life, and even though you had just started, you were loving it.

You reach one of your hands that isn’t holding his wrists down to caress his cheek. Lowering yourself to kiss him from behind his ear, down to his collarbones.

“So what was it you were saying about me earlier? How you were always in control?” You nibble on his earlobe, earning a deep groan from him.

“I’m sorry baby I- shit. I didn’t mean it.” He pleads.

“Well you may be used to taking control, but tonight it’s my turn.” You growl in his ear, moving your hips quicker on top of his growing erection.

You begin to undress him slowly. Starting with his shirt, kissing and sucking on his chest and stomach along the way. He wiggling and squirming underneath you, desperate for you to pull him inside of you. You then move on to his pants, moving even slower. Painfully slow, for the both of you. You know you’d much rather just sink yourself on top of him, but he needs to pay for the events earlier in the night.

Once you finally rid him of all of his clothing, his fully hard cock springs up, hitting the inside of your thigh. You have to hold back a moan, not wanting to let go so quickly. You continue to grind your clothed pussy on top of him, and you can feel your wetness pouring through your underwear.

“Please baby.” Joe moans from beneath you.

“Please baby, what?” You spit.

“Please just fuck me, I can’t take it anymore. I’m sorry, okay?”

“Hmm doesn’t sound like much of an apology to me.” You respond, kissing right above his pelvis.

“I’m sorry, I really am. I was a dick and shouldn’t have treated you like that. Please I need to be inside you right now.” He continues to beg as you let out a light chuckle.

“Aw look at you. My poor baby’s just begging me to fuck him isn’t he?” You lower yourself one more time to place a sloppy kiss on his lips. “Not so tough now, are you?”

Joe responds with nothing but please please please as you lift yourself off of him. Standing on the side of the bed as you remove your own clothes even slower than his. He watched while he’s whimpering and panting, waiting for you to make contact once again.

Once you’re fully naked, you wrap your legs around him once again. You grab his cock and start toying at your entrance, sliding it back and forth gathering your slick with it.

“Remember, no touching.” You remind him as you fully sink yourself down on him, moaning as he fills you up. “Fuck.”

Your hands lay on his chest, pushing into him as you slowly move your hips back and forth. You had gotten yourself so worked up, you were sure you could cum right then and there. But you hold it, wanting to wait until he was begging you for his own orgasm to reach yours.

“Does that feel good baby? Your big cock inside my tight wet pussy?” You moan on top of him.

“Faster, please baby.” He begs.

You tap him on his chest, “Uh-uh. I make the rules. But since you asked so nicely…” You begin to move your hips faster, his happy trail hitting your clit adding to the sensation. Joe is a moaning mess, biting down on his bottom lip so hard you were worried you were going to see blood soon.

His hands are still sat above his head, wiggling as he fights the urge to touch you. You almost forgot the rules you gave him, so you grab your breasts in your own hands and start squeezing and kneading them.

“You wish you could be touching these tits right now don’t you?” You take your nipples in between your fingers, rubbing them between the pads. “Wish you could be sucking on these, huh?”

That was Joes final straw. He lifts his upper body to yours, his mouth immediately finding your tits as he sucks harshly on the round buds.

“Fuck! Joe, I-I said no touching.” You moan as your hands instinctively find the back of his head.

“So what’re you gonna do about it?” He smirks. You don’t respond, relishing in the feeling his mouth is giving you.

Once he’s done with your chest, his hands each for your hips. He lift you up and bounces you back down on to him over and over again until you lose the strength to hold yourself up right. He wraps his arms around the small of your back as he fucks into you from below.

“Oh my god Joe, Joe don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Feels so good.” You moan, letting your head fall into his neck.

“Look who’s begging now honey.” He laughs. You’re enjoying the feeling too much to scold him.

You feel your orgasm fast approaching as you squeeze yourself around him.

“Gonna cum baby. You gonna let me cum, or do I have to ask permission?” He asks, sarcasm coating his words. You look up from his neck, giving him permission with your eyes.

A couple thrusts later, you feel his warm ropes of cum coating your walls which only pulls your own orgasm from you. You continue moving your hips on top of him, allowing both of you to ride out your highs.

Your hands reach for his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss. This time it’s more passionate, fueled by love instead of control.

“I love you but if you ever speak about me like that again we’re going to have serious problems.”

He giggles lightly, a remorseful look setting on his face. “Deal.”

[nortism]

nothing funny than reading a fic and then checking the author’s other works to find an insane fandom you wouldn’t even think would have fanfiction, like what do you mean you’ve also written top gear rpf?!

[candyfloss-kittens]

Fanfiction

If anyone’s interested in Top Gear / the Grand Tour fanfic, then feel free to check out my Archive of Our Own account; 

I also write fanfic for Green Day rpf, and Knight Rider (1982). And I have written for a bunch of different fandoms, including Prodigal Son, Big Wolf on Campus, Lost, Good Omens, Care Bears, Pirates of the Caribbean, Malcolm in the Middle, and Supernatural. But Top Gear / the Grand Tour is currently my main fandom when it comes to fanfic.

And please, please, comments are the highest motivator for me to continue working on my fics (granted they're not just telling me to update)! I may not reply to them, but I do read and appreciate every single one! So please, leave some comments if you read any of my fics! Length doesn't matter! Genuinely, if you want me to keep writing and posting my fics, the best thing you can do is to leave comments on them. Because honestly, lack of comments is definitely a massive demotivator to me. Because what's the point in posting, if no one is reading?

I’m also on Wattpad! https://www.wattpad.com/user/killingkilgrave

edit; as of March 2024, I'm no longer posting on Wattpad, so all my fics will now only be on Ao3. However, whatever is still up on my Wattpad, will be staying there, and nothing new will be updated there. All my ongoing fics will remain unfinished on Wattpad, and continued over on my Ao3. I am also in the middle of slowly posting and backdating nearly all of my old Wattpad emo bandom rpf fics up onto my Ao3. They will all be under the pseud, Old Loves.

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One of the weirdest experiences while using ao3 that people don’t really talk about is when you find an incredibly talented writer and you go to check out their profile and the first thing you see is like… top gear rpf

[dracothelizard]

WINGS???

Mark Owen, you've got an AU bingo going and I can't believe I'm only realising it now. You did Circus AU, In Space AU, 70s/Disco AU, Zombie AU, and now WING AU???

Mark Owen at the other two, probably.

[bad268]

Waking Up in Vegas (Max Verstappen X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 1

Requested: Nope, Vegas inspired

Warnings: Hungover, alcohol, brief joke about cheating

Pronouns: You/your

W.C. 1762

Summary: Chaotic wins mean forgotten proposals and spontaneous marriages.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(@/Max's insta from April 14, 2022)

“Did we get hitched last night?” Was not the question you thought to be asking yourself after you woke up hungover from the grand prix after-party. The Las Vegas Grand Prix after-party, that is.

Your head was still pounding to the point you could still feel the bass and vibrations from the music the night before. It was an unexpected win for Max since he started on the third row (rare), but when the silver arrows collided (replay 2016) and Ferarri fucked up Charles’s strategy, it only took a few laps to get in front of Lando. The raw speed of Max’s Red Bull was still not comparable to the McLaren. That’s what led to you both getting fucked at a popular nightclub on the strip. In all honesty, you were not even sure how you made it back to your hotel room, but you were not going to question it.

“I don’t think so, but I don’t remember,” Max groaned, turning to hide his face in your neck. “I bet Daniel would know. He’s probably the one who got us back. Either him or Charles.”

“I ask because I’m wearing a ring,” you chuckled as you looked at your left hand. Max’s head shot out of your neck to see the ring. His eyes widened immediately, causing you to get concerned. “Do you remember anything from last night? It’s all blank for me.”

“No,” he trailed off. He hesitated for a minute as he looked up to meet your eyes before dropping his head again with a shy smile as his face heated up. “I just…”

“You can be honest, Max,” you gently pushed. You moved down on the bed, so you were leaning on your side, face to face with Max. “Unless it was cheating. In that case, I would rather remain blissfully unaware.”

“No, it’s not that,” he laughed nervously.

“Then, it cannot be as bad as you think,” you reassured. “Trust me. You can tell me anything. Nothing could top walking in on Daniel singing, ‘She Keeps Me Up,’ in Austin last year. That was awkward.”

“No, it’s not that bad,” he laughed sincerely this time as he finally brought himself to look into your eyes. “I recognize the ring.”

“Oh, is it yours?” You asked back immediately, moving to take the jewelry off. “You can have it back.”

“No! I mean yes!” He rushed, grabbing your hand to stop you from removing the ring. “What I’m saying is I bought the ring for you, schat (darling).” He stopped to give you a minute to register the information. Your eyes grew wide as the gears in your head started to turn.

“You bought it for me?” You whispered back, looking back at your hand which is still being held by Max.

“I mean, I would have wanted to remember if I proposed, but I guess it worked out either way,” he chuckled, becoming shy again.

“Then ask me again,” you replied, pulling back to sit up in bed. You realized that you were wearing one of Max’s shirts, yet you still could not remember anything from the night before. You pushed that from your mind as you continued reassuring Max. “If you’re so pressed about it, ask me again. Right now.”

“I had a whole day planned out,” He jokingly whined, moving to sit up as well. This is when you noticed that Max was wearing grey sweatpants while shirtless.

“Well, now I’ll be expecting it,” You joked back, reaching out to hold both of his hands. “I don’t need anything extravagant. I just want you, Max.”

“If I ask you to marry me now, we’d need to either plan the wedding quickly to do it over the winter break or wait a year,” Max pointed out with a sigh.

“Max, you're forgetting where we are,“ You laughed, “We’re in Vegas!”

“Our families will go crazy if they find out we got married in Vegas, and they weren’t here for it, liefde (love),” Max chuckled as he shook his head. He wrapped his arms around your torso to pull you onto his lap, leaning his head onto your shoulder as he held you.

“I highly doubt your dad will care,” You retorted quickly, placing your hands on his cheeks to make him look at you. “And it’s not like we will not have a ceremony eventually. I don’t really want to have a whole wedding, but we could host a party during the summer break with all of our friends and family. We could make vows for it too. We wouldn’t be rushed to plan a wedding or wait a whole year for it. Plus, I want your last name as soon as possible.”

“Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Max joked as he leaned in to place a short kiss on your lips. “I would have proposed a lot sooner if I knew.”

“I thought I was dropping enough hints! It’s been seven years, Max!” You chuckled, leaning back a little. “You know, in some of the States, we are technically considered married already.”

“Then I see no other reason to wait,” Max chuckled, leaning in to press his forehead to yours. “Can’t wait to make you Mx. Verstappen.”

Just as you both started leaning in, the moment was interrupted by knocking at the door. You both got out of bed, throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt in the process. Max moved toward the door as you started making tea/coffee and grabbed out meds to calm the still-raging hangover you had. As soon as Max opened the door, what felt like half of the grid fell into the room. In reality, it was just Charles, Daniel, Lando, and Liam.

“What the hell?” Max laughed as he helped Charles stand up after Daniel, Lando, and Liam practically threw themselves into the room, and accidentally tripped the Monegasque in the process. They all just walked in and piled on the sofa, leaving Max to sarcastically say, “Why don't you come in?”

“Is there a reason you all flooded our room?” You asked as you walked toward where Max was sitting to give him his mug. Instead of letting you move to sit in another seat, Max pulls you to sit on his lap. “Not that we don’t love hanging out with you lot, but we have plans for later.” You really should have expected them to all start talking at the same time, but you did not

“Someone dared us to jump into the fountains,” Lando chuckled.

“I did not agree to be the chaperone last night,” Liam sighed.

“I saw a video of Max proposing last night,” Charles said.

“Honestly thought one of us was gonna get alcohol poisoning,” Daniel admitted.

“Woah, woah, woah,” You shouted over the group. “Back up. Take a breath. Who remembers last night?”

“You guys made me the chaperone because I didn’t race, so I didn’t drink anything,” Liam complained. “You all got piss drunk like I’m talking 5 drinks each minimum. Oscar jokingly told Lando to jump into the fountain, but he pulled you and Max with him. That was pretty funny honestly. Max also told his entire plan of proposing to you to Alex, completely forgetting you were there until you suggested getting married in Vegas. Max said something about in the morning, and then we got kicked out of the club.”

“Not who I expected to have been the responsible one, but okay,” Max whispered into his mug as he took a drink.

“Thanks for being responsible, Liam. I’ll cover you next time,” You said to the Kiwi. “Speaking of last night, though, the plans for today were to go get married before our flight out, and we need at least one witness. Do you guys want to come?”

“That’s a dumb question,” Lando replied quickly. “I call dibs on being the photographer!”

“No, I’m a much better photographer than him!” Daniel protested, “Plus, I've known them longer.”

“I mean Lando you can be the photographer for the ceremony and Daniel can do the actual wedding if you want,” You offered.

“No, I want to do the real thing!” Lando complained.

“Then I’ll do today, deal?” Daniel compromised.

“Deal,” Lando agreed.

“Good, because photographers can't get drunk at the wedding or be part of the wedding party,” Daniel boasted with a smug look toward the McLaren driver.

“Wait, that’s not fair! Max!” Lando looked to you and Max for help.

“You agreed to it,” Max laughed. “There’s nothing we can really do, Lando.”

“We could also just hire a photographer, so you’re both included in the wedding?” You suggested the obvious. “Either way, we should probably get ready to head out now. Our flight leaves at like 7 right? You guys also probably have debriefs too.” Receiving nods in response, you stood up to make your way to the bathroom. “Then we better get ready.”

~

Las Vegas was not as enhancing as it was the night before. It was missing the infamous Vegas lights as all the glitz and glam was replaced with normal street lights and normal activities. There was still the occasional impersonator on the corner, but nothing seemed too extravagant. It was like Las Vegas had an on-off switch.

When you all walked out of the hotel, it was still 2 PM, and everything just seemed too normal for what you were about to do. The drivers met up with their teams for the debrief as you explored around the strip and had a little spree. By the time the debrief finished up, those Vegas lights were appearing and the city was livening up. It was nearing 5 o'clock as your group made its way to one of the (surprisingly) many chapels on the strip.

“This is the most un-serious thing we have ever done,” Max laughed as you both stood at the small alter, separated by an Elvis impersonator. Neither of you had packed anything super fancy, so you were wearing white and red feather boas provided by the chapel. “My mom is going to be so mad.”

“I mean, I’m not complaining about it. Isn’t that what matters?” You laughed with him. “As long as we get a real party after this, I think it’ll be a funny story. Plus, we were never ones to follow the rules.”

The ceremony went on filled with laughs. In the end, it did not matter if it was serious or not because all that mattered was you were pronounced as Mr. and Mx. Verstappen.

~~~~~

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