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daddyricsdoll · 2 months

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Let me take your innocent Ollie or Paul

⋅˚₊‧ ୨❄️🪡୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

The views of Estonia from Paul’s apartment were surreal, and even better when you’d wake up and they force you to stay inside. The snow already too much to even walk outside, leaving me and Paul covered in blankets still laying inside his warm bed. His curls perfectly rumpled. And a smile that mixed between soft and mischievous caressed his lips.

The memories of last night skimming through both of our minds. When Paul made me ride his thigh and my fingers dug into his broad shoulders. Light skin adorned with the contrast of love bites and scratch marks from when I really couldn’t help myself. Nearly have done everything, except for that one last act that will take away my purity.

But I’m ready for it, as long as it’s Paul that’s taking it. “Mu armsam,” (My love) He grabs my attention once again. “do you have to go to work today?” Closing the small gap between us before holding himself above my body, his arms beside my head. “No, I’m spending it with you.”

“Perfect.” He mutters, landing a delicate kiss onto my lips. Soon dragging his mouth down my face to litter my neck in kisses that started to become far from satisfied. Just taking more and more, little moans escaping my parted lips.

“I don’t think we finished everything last night.” He manages to fit between his kisses. One hand running along his t-shirt that drowns my body. “Oh really? What else did we not do?” My words teasing, giving him the hint of exactly what was running through my mind.

“Let me show you.” Paul whispers into my ear. Crawling off my body and standing on the floor. His arms reach out to me and I sleepily try to get up. My incentive being his contact, but also the bulge that screams for my touch.

Paul lifts my body and starts planting kisses all over my skin, one for each snowflake that falls. Lifting up my body so my legs wrap around his waist like it’s a custom. Paul starts slowly walking as I indulge myself in neck and lips. Hypnotising myself with his scent and blinding every insecurity with the delicacy of his face.

The cool air of his apartment brings goosebumps along my skin, but his large hands warm my skin up again. Letting me stand back on the floor and facing my body toward his large floor to ceiling window. Paul's body pressed against my back, and almost leaned against me, forcing my hands to splay out against the glass.

Pushing his hips against mine and breathing against my ear. “Let me take your innocence. If you have any left.”

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jpnriikicore · 26 days

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── tan lines and light eyes

paring paul aron x fem!reader, word count 467, genre fluff, ( masterlist )

he leaned against the doorway of the balcony gazing at the spectacular view with the orange in the sunrise standing in only his boxers with his blond hair disheveled. ocean crashing against the shoreline. seagulls flying in the morning sky.

clothes lying on the floor from the bed to the front door. your faded rogue lipstick on the collar of his white button-up shirt that was discarded on the hardwood floor he wore last night. a diamond ring hidden in a small velvet box in his pant pocket that he wore last night and that he’s carried around since their fifth date waiting for the right moment.

you snap a photograph of him in that moment with an old fuji camera you brought along with you. you bend your knee upwards and lean your head forward to rest your chin against your knee as you admire the view of him in front of you. finally, at the realization that you indeed awake from your deep slumber. he didn’t want to wake you earlier this morning with how cute and peaceful you looked with your cheek squished up against the pillowcase and hair sprawled out. he walks over towards you tilting your head up to press a chaste kiss on your lips. he’s head dips down to press gentle kisses on the side of your neck. love marks already scattered across your neck that are going to be almost impossible to cover up. a freshly done tattoo of his number '17' on your shoulder blade.

your arm extended out for a piece of bacon on the food tray that was sent up earlier this morning. his hand follows your arm as he clasps your forearm and presses a gentle kiss on your wrist. he eyes flickering up to gaze at you as you feel him smile against your skin.

“morning, kallis." ( dear )

his accent was sleepy and thicker, as it always was in the morning, his watercolor eyes looked down at you as he lowered himself down onto the edge of the bed settling himself next to you.

“morning.”

you’re both still young and full of ambition to get to your dream. you’ve worked too damn hard to give it up now. a future red bull and mercedes driver. a secret little rendezvous that is hidden in the shadows. nobody else knows about your relationship besides your teammates.

after, finishing your piece of bacon. a giggle escaped from you as he pulled you down on top of him laying on the plush mattress. your cuddled up by his side sharing a chaste kiss. his dominant hand gently grazing her spine underneath one of his shirts. his nondominant hand tangled in your unruly hair. your head resting on his chest intently focusing on the patter of his heartbeat.

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lecsainz · 7 months

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hiii could i please request an paul aron x reader where he is not so happy with a race Result and the reader cheers him up.

BAD RACE

parings: paul aron x girlfriend!reader

authors note: I loved writing this one! PS: I tried to look at thousands of pictures of him but couldn't come to the conclusion if his eye is blue or brown, so I went with blue 🤷‍♀️

✩. . . masterlist !

Paul Aron had just crossed the finish line of yet another race, and the result was far from what he had hoped for. His frustration was palpable, and he couldn't shake off the disappointment that clouded his features.

Y/N, his ever-supportive partner, knew all too well how he reacted when races didn't go his way. Paul could be moody and grumpy, dwelling on his performance for days on end. But she also knew just how to cheer him up.

As Paul and his teammate Dino made their way back to the Prema garage, Y/N was waiting for him. She was surrounded by a few mechanics who offered her friendly smiles, aware of her role in boosting Paul's spirits after a tough race.

Paul walked alongside Dino, his head hanging low, lost in thought. Y/N watched them approach, her heart aching for her boyfriend's obvious disappointment.

"Hey, champ," she greeted him with a warm smile as he finally reached her.

Paul managed a weak smile in return, but the disappointment still lingered in his eyes. "Hey," he replied, his voice heavy with the weight of his performance.

Y/N didn't waste any time. She stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him into a tight embrace. "I know it wasn't the race you wanted, but you'll bounce back," she reassured him, her voice filled with unwavering confidence in him.

He sighed and buried his face in her hair, inhaling her comforting scent. "I just messed up, Y/N. I had a shot, and I blew it."

Y/N leaned back slightly, cupping his face in her hands so that their eyes met. "You're not defined by one race, Paul. Remember all the victories you've had. This is just a bump in the road. You'll come back stronger."

Paul's blue eyes searched hers for a moment, and he found solace in her unwavering support. He leaned in and kissed her, a silent thank you for always being there for him. Paul's lips met Y/N's in a heartfelt kiss, their connection speaking volumes even without words. It was a kiss filled with gratitude, love, and a promise that they'd tackle whatever challenges came their way together.

Breaking the kiss, Y/N flashed him a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know, Paul, I've been thinking."

He raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "About what?"

She shrugged playfully, her fingers tracing a pattern on his chest. "Well, I hear that some racers have lucky charms or rituals they do before a race to ensure good luck."

Paul's lips curled into a grin as he caught on to her idea. "Are you suggesting I need a lucky charm, Y/N?"

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I'm suggesting I could be your lucky charm."

His heart raced at her words, her suggestion making him forget about the disappointment of the race. "I like the sound of that," he admitted, his voice husky with desire.

Y/N chuckled softly, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Great. Now, we just need to figure out what kind of good luck charm activities we should engage in."

Paul's hands found their way to her waist, pulling her even closer. "I think I have a few ideas."

Their playful banter was interrupted by the cheerful voice of one of the mechanics. "Hey, Paul! Don't forget, we have a team dinner tonight."

Paul sighed dramatically, his forehead resting against Y/N's. "Team dinners after a tough race are the worst."

Y/N laughed and pecked his lips. "Come on, champ. It'll be fun. And maybe they can give you some tips on how to make me your official lucky charm."

Paul grinned, his mood significantly brighter. "You're right, as always. Let's go at a dinner with the team."

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norrisleclercf1 · 15 days

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Paul Aron

Long distance relationship

Y/n surprises him at home either the help of his brother Ralf and they spend the day together - all fluff

A/N: My first time writing for Paul, hope everyone loves it, he's such a cutie

"Thank you so much for doing this Ralf," Your boyfriends brother smiles at you brightly, knowing that Paul has done nothing but talk about how much he's missed you for the past 2 weeks. F2 was on a huge break and he was back home in Estonia visiting family.

You couldn't visit due to staying for university and exam season. "If it gets him to shut up, I'll do this a thousand times," He jokes and you laugh with him. "Has he really been that bad?" You ask, you knew Paul was missing you alot, the phone calls and facetime calls proved that.

"He's down baddddd, oh god he never stops talking about you. Which I mean I love my baby brother is happy, but I need him to stop bothering me, Y/n." You laugh even harder as Ralf helps you get into the car.

"Speak of the devil," Ralf shows you the phone and answers the call, quickly putting it on speaker. "Ralffff, she's not answering." Paul whines and you quickly cover your mouth to stop the snicker from escaping. "Jesus man, get yourself together. She's probably busy studying." Ralf groans, like this wasn't the first time he was having this talk.

Putting the car in drive, Ralf takes you to where Paul is. "Yeah, but she always answers me, even if I wake her up." Ralf gags, clearly hating this so much. "Paul, she's probbaly busy, let your girlfriend breathe for once." You listen, and smile as your phone vibrates and you see a text from Paul asking if you were okay and not to study to hard, to take care of yourself.

Ralf keeps talking to Paul and you think about how much you miss your boyfriend and seeing his dorky smile, fluffy blonde hair, and his arms around you. It made you choke up just a little bit. Pulling up to the house you smile seeing the familiar building. "Hey, Paul think you could come help me with the groceries?" Paul groans but hangs up.

Ralf snorts, and watches as the buildings door opens and Paul looks up, stopping as he sees you in the car you wave. "OH MY GOD!" You giggle hearing the muffled scream and push the door open as your wrapped up in strong arms, goofy smiles, and fluffy blonde hair.

"You're here, oh, you're actually here." Paul laughs and pulls you even closer, you soak up the moment. Ralf smiles, and grabs your bags letting you two have a moment. "I've missed you," He whispers and you play with the ends of his hair. "So I've heard," Paul pulls back and groans. "You heard everything?" Nodding your head, your boyfriend blushes making you laugh and hug him again.

"That's okay though, cause I missed you just as much."

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embrosegraves · 2 months

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𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝔹𝕠𝕪

Paul Aron x Fem!Reader Paul is sometimes shy about asking to touch you. He just wants to make sure he never assumes consent.

Warning: One (1) word in Estonian idk I tried. Mentions (and innocent touching) of boobies *gasp*

1.1k words hihihi

“Kallis?” [Sweetheart?]

You lifted your head from the class notes in front of you to see your boyfriend, Paul, standing at the door of your home office. He looked nervous, as if he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to be in the room.

“Paul? Did you need something?” You hoped that softening your voice would help him not be as nervous. Having been dating for just over half a year, you were quickly becoming aware of some of his ‘tells’. Things like how his nostrils would flare a little if he wanted to laugh but thought it’d be inappropriate. Or how he would be extra nervous when he wanted to ask you something because he didn’t want to worry you with things while you were doing your coursework for uni.

“I uh, I can come back later if you’re busy. It wasn’t really important.” Paul stammered a little as he answered you. It intrigued you immensely when Paul got shy, because it was such a difference to his very outgoing personality when he’s around his friends and teammates.

“Please tell me what’s wrong? I promise you’re not disturbing or interrupting me.” You held your hand out towards him, inviting him to walk further into the room. He was careful as he walked towards you, like he didn’t want to disturb the research papers you had on the desk. You stood up as he reached you and lifted a hand to caress his face.

“What did you need of me, My Love?” You kept your voice soft and your touch gentle.

Paul lifted a hand and gripped your hand that was cradling his face. “I just- I really missed you.”

A smile found its way onto your face. You finally realised that he was nervous because he wanted to be around you but didn’t want to distract you from your studies. Gently, you guided him to sit in the chair you were just in. Paul tried to protest that it was your chair and that he could find another one to sit on but you were having none of it. You sat down on his lap and told him that this way you could get some of your work done while still being around him. He settled pretty quickly after that.

Admittedly it did take you a while to notice that Paul hadn’t moved his arms from the armrests of your chair,. So when you did notice, you were just a little confused.

“Are you alright Darling?” You asked over your shoulder.

“Uh huh.” He replied.

“Are you sure? Because you haven’t moved your arms from the chair once.” You turned as much as you could to look at him face to face. His face was flushed a light pink colour as you twisted around on his lap.

“I just wasn’t sure if you wanted me to touch you.”

“Why would you think that?” You watched as his face slowly became more and more red.

“I don’t think you ever said if you were okay with it and I didn't want to just assume that it would be alright to.” He moved his eyes away from yours. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Barely stopping yourself from cooing at his adorably red cheeks, you twisted back around and leant back so you were resting on his torso. Grabbing both of his hands, you moved them to hug you around your midriff. Adjusting your head to look at his face, you whispered and peppered kisses to the underside of his jaw.

“I don’t think it’s possible for me to be uncomfortable when you touch me. You're always so careful and gentle. If anything I want you to touch me more.”

“But what if I accidentally overstep?”

“I will tell you. But for now I want you to do something for me.”

“Anything.” He left a shy, barely-even-there kiss behind your ear.

“I want you to hold my boobs.”

Paul was stunned into silence. Had he heard you correctly? You wanted him to do what?

“You- Me- What?” He couldn’t get the words to exit his mouth.

“I want you to hold my boobs. For two reasons. One, to prove that I trust you to touch me and be more casually intimate, and two, because believe it or not I actually find it very comforting. However, I need both my hands to finish typing up my class notes, which means I can’t hold them myself.” You placed a kiss on his jawline before sitting up a little so you could finish typing your notes. You felt as Paul also sat up a bit, presumably to keep the contact between your back and his chest.

Just before you were about to set in and start on finishing your notes, Paul’s hands began playing with the hem of your shirt.

“Can I lift it Kallis?” He whispered.

“Of course you can My Love. You can do whatever you need, to make it easier if you’d like.”

“Thank you.” He said, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck and leaving little feather-light kisses. His hands moved underneath your shirt and shyly travelled up your body before resting briefly at the apex of your breasts. Seeing as you had given him verbal permission, Paul decided he could easier grab hold of your breasts without your bra in the way.

You hummed in acknowledgement when he mumbled that he was going to unhook the offending item of your clothing, focusing as much as you could on your notes. You knew that as much as the skin on skin contact was comforting for you, it was also incredibly important for Paul because it allowed him to test how far he was willing to go. He could set the pace knowing that if he accidentally took it too far, he could rely on you to tell him when to stop.

You sat there on his lap for roughly 2 hours, Paul’s chin resting on your shoulder. Every now and then, Paul would give your breasts a gentle squeeze, making sure not to be too harsh. Occasionally, when you finished a paragraph of notes, you would give Paul a peck on the nose, his smile making your own smile grow with each kiss.

Neither you nor Paul moved once you were done, except to lean a bit further back in the chair to be a little more comfortable. You were far too engrossed with the feeling of each other to even briefly entertain the idea of moving from where you sat. Too wrapped up in the love you had for each other.

It was Paul who eventually whispered to you, breaking the silence.

“Can I do this again tomorrow?”

You huffed out a tiny laugh, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair as best you could.

“Oh my sweet boy, you don’t even have to ask.”

I call this ✨ divine inspiration ✨

Aka the collective hivemind that is the discord server coming together to give the strength and inspiration to FINALLY advertise just how much I love Paul Aron.

anyways, started writing this at the end of F2 Quali, finished it at the end of F1 Academy Quali. Decided to gift while I was still delirious from lack of sleep (Aussie F1 fan struggles lmao)

likes, replies and reblogs are always appreciated <3

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httpiastri · 4 months

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Omgg hiii againnn 🫶🏻 paul obsessed girlie here!! (Ur prompt list was so good btw) I think my favs were probably hands under their clothes, or from the dialogue, "god, you're shivering. take my jacket." Or "you don't have to be so genle. i won't break, you know." But honestly I’d be happy with any, all or none of them ur writing is so damn good 🩷🩷🩷

bestieeee aren't we all paul obsessed 🤭🤭 at least i know i am!! thank you for your request sweetheart, im in such a paul mood these days that idk what to do. hope u enjoy this, have a great day (and happy holidays!!) <3<3

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paul's hand is soft in yours. the way his thumb brushes along your knuckles makes you smile subconsciously, leaning into him as you walk down the street.

there's a post-dinner-date type of lull hanging over the two of you, a comfortable silence that you really don't mind; you know that paul isn't the most talkative person, so just his presence is more than enough for you. that's why when he finally speaks up, you instantly look up to him. "hey, you-"

your eyes grow worried when he stops right in the middle of the street. you're just about to ask what's wrong when both of his hands cover one of yours, his eyebrows knitted together.

"god, you're shivering."

you hadn't even noticed it yourself, but paul is as attentive as always. you did forget to bring a jacket when you left earlier today, so the cold gusts of wind blow right through the thin material of your outfit. now that he has mentioned it, you suddenly become aware of the goosebumps on your skin and the way you're trembling slightly.

"here," paul starts, shrugging off his suit jacket in one quick motion. "take this."

"are you sure?" you ask, blinking up at him as he stands in front of you, draping the material over your shoulders. "you shouldn't get sick, you have that thing later this week and-"

"i'm sure." his tone is firm but not harsh, the little smile he gives you right after telling you that he doesn't mean any harm; he just wants to take care of you.

"thank you." your cheeks start to redden – you're sure you could blame the cold if he asked, even though it's not the actual reason – and you take his arm in your hands as you continue to stroll. your shivers may have stopped, but the butterflies in your gut still make you a little shakey. it doesn't take long before you reach his car, but instead of opening the door for you like he usually does, paul's hands land on your hips outside of the jacket. he turns you towards him, your hands finding the side of his neck as you look up at him towering over you.

but when he bends down to kiss you, his lips barely even brush against yours.

paul is always so tender, so delicate. his touch is consistently light, always scared to hurt you, never wanting to overstep a boundary. it's sweet and you're thankful he cares so much about making you feel comfortable. but sometimes, you crave something more.

when you lean back to break the kiss, there's a hint of confusion on his face. you take a breath, fingers reaching the back of his neck to play with his hair. "paul, you..." you start, tilting your head. "you don't have to be so gentle with me." you look to the side, feeling yourself crumble under his curious gaze. "i won't break, you know."

his eyebrows shoot up, taken back in surprise. your relationship isn't new per se, though you haven't been together for too long, either. he just always assumed that you wanted to be loved in a soft, gentle way. but now that he knows how you felt, he doesn't exactly complain.

"oh, really?" he asks, his voice making you look back at him instinctively. your eyes are met with his cute smile and his eyes forming those charming little crescents you adore so much. when you nod and take your bottom lip between your teeth to hold back a grin, his hands slip past the material of his suit jacket and reach for your sides underneath it. he doesn't just stop there; soon, his fingers dance along the hem of your top, thumbs massaging your skin ever so lightly. "like, now?"

you pause for a second. "yeah..." you're blushing even harder by now, but he doesn't notice because he's already leaned into you and kissed you again. this time, it's not just a brush and he's not treating you like you're made out of glass. his lips are pressing against you with a new type of confidence as his hands move under your top, palms feeling up and down your sides. his grip on you tightens and he backs you up against the side of his car. you let out a surprised yelp into his mouth when your back comes in contact with the cold material, and paul uses the opportunity to let his tongue slip past your now open lips.

as soon as you felt his lips on yours, it was like you both stepped into a bubble, leaving the rest of the world behind. you don't care how much time is passing, you don't care about who's watching; all that's in your mind is this new side of paul.

when he parts from the kiss, you find yourself chasing after him with your lips, disappointed to have ended it already. paul loves your reaction and grins from ear to ear when he looks at you, your eyes closed in bliss and lips slightly red from the kiss. "was that better?" he asks, smugness clear in his tone, and your eyelids slowly open.

you're completely breathless, unable to find any words to suit the situation, but you eventually manage a nod.

he leans down to leave a quick kiss to your forehead before opening the door to the passenger's seat for you. "you ready to go, then?"

maybe you'll have to work on that gentle side of his.

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aviscarrentals · 14 days

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Yelp • Chapter 1 ls2

masterlist previous chapter next chapter

words: 1.5k

warnings: cursing, implied off"screen" deaths, injury/blood, implied character death

notes: this first chapter is mostly just exposition (and a little sad i know), but at the very end you get a sneak peak of the action before everything turns totally cray. (there will be more defined logan x parker in the future chapters as well.) parker is supposed to be the "reader" character. i decided to use a gender-neutral name instead of y/n because that's not my thing. she/her pronouns and feminine descriptions are used, but her gender is not a major plot point at all, so you can totally still read this imagining parker however you want. i hope you enjoy!

“God, it’s so weird just going right back to school like nothing’s even happened,” Parker started.

“Yeah,” Logan agreed. “Five fucking kids are dead, but science! Calculus! English!” he finished mockingly.

“Well, four,” Oscar corrected him, Lily nodding along.

Logan let out a large exhale and nodded. “Crazy he survived that shit considering how fucked up the rest of them were.”

“Well, you know what they say about quiet kids,” Arthur chimed in. The other five immediately turned to look at him in confusion.

“What?” Fred questioned incredulously.

“What?” Arthur demanded. “They’re like actually really cool and badass and stuff.”

“Huh?” Logan inquired with a furrowed brow. “I thought the thing was that they’re like… kinky and shit.”

“Mate, what the fuck?” Arthur responded defensively. “Why would I say that?”

“Well, that’s like the thing people say,” Logan bickered. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, but I’ve never heard anyone say that in my entire life.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Arthur retorted, making them all burst out into laughter for a brief moment before they all returned to a somber silence when they remembered the conversation that led them here in the first place.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you to class?” Logan pressed, his pleading tone making it obvious that he was asking for his own sake instead of his girlfriend’s.

“No,” Parker laughed him off, pushing his chin off of her shoulder and his arms from around her waist. “The health room is all the way on the other side of the building. You’ll be late. Again.”

“Yeah, well-” Logan began to protest before his newest complaint was interrupted by a loud crack behind him that made the both of them jump. They turned around to see Zhou Guanyu staring back at them guiltily.

“Sorry,” he started to apologize “I just dropped-”

“Oh, no, that’s okay,” Logan interrupted, as Parker reached down to pick up the textbook that fell from his locker.

“Thank you,” he said with a shy smile when she handed it back to him.

“No problem,” she reassured him, returning the expression. “It’s the least I can do, especially considering…” She trailed off, instead gesturing to his left arm which was fully encased in a sling.

After a moment of awkward silence, the girl spoke up again. “Um, what class do you have next? I can help you carry your things,” she offered.

“Bio,” he answered, “but it’s alright,” the boy quickly added. “It’s not far, I wouldn't want you to go out of your way-”

“No, that’s perfect,” she interrupted. “I’ve got psych first period, so I’m headed to the science wing too,” she explained, lifting the heavy load from his hands, right as the morning bell rang.

“Alright,” Logan said, leaning over his girlfriend’s shoulder to give her an instinctual kiss on the cheek. “I better get going. If I’m late to Mrs. K’s class one more time I think she might beat me to death with one of the CPR dummies.”

Parker immediately bore her eyes into her boyfriend’s soul at his word choice, the poor boy not remembering his audience until the words had already left his mouth. Looking like a deer in headlights, he simply turned around and scurried off.

“Sorry,” Parker apologized once she turned back to Zhou, embarrassed.

“It’s okay,” he said, chuckling.

“Shit, we better get going or we’ll be late too.”

“You guys know Zhou, right?” Parker asked the group in front of her as she led the incapacitated boy to her customary lunch spot under the oak trees in the school courtyard. The two were met with a chorus of “yeah”s and welcomes.

“I hope it’s okay that I sit with you guys today,” he asked timidly.

“Yeah, great to have you, man,” Liam assured him as Lily reached across the table to relieve Parker of the extra lunch tray.

“Didn’t we have trig together last year, mate?” Dennis piped up to ask him.

“Um… I’m not sure. I don’t think I would recognize you in class,” the bashful boy responded, leading to a roaring bout of laughter from the crowd.

“Goddamn! He got your ass, Hauger,” Jack said through a fit of childish giggles.

As the conversation continued, Parker couldn’t help but notice that one of the usual members of their crew was missing. “Hey, babe,” she said as she nudged her boyfriend’s rib to get his attention.

“What?”

“Where’s Paul?” she asked, concerned. “He said he was coming to school when I checked in on him yesterday,” the girl recalled.

“Yo, Bearman,” Logan called quietly to the younger boy sitting across from them.

“What’s up?” Ollie questioned, eyebrows raised.

“Have you seen Paul at all today? Did he change his mind about coming in?”

“No, he’s here,” Ollie informed the couple. “I think he probably just wants some time to himself right now. Usually…” he trailed off.

Parker and Logan nodded in understanding. Usually Paul wasn’t the only Aron present at the lunch table.

“How are you holding up?” Parker inquired, giving the boy’s hand a gentle squeeze. Paul had lost a brother, but Ollie had lost the next best thing. His best friend. “I’m alright, thanks for asking,” he replied a little too quickly, flitting his eyes away from the couple before abruptly turning to rejoin the ongoing conversation to his right.

Logan and Parker shared a sad glance, but decided it was better to leave the boy be. Paul probably wasn’t the only one who needed space.

“So,” Arthur’s voice rang out, gathering everyone’s attention. “We’ve got Wednesday off, what say you all we hang at my place tomorrow night.”

“OMG! Sleepover!” Jack shrieked in a high pitched voice, eliciting a few snorts from the kids surrounding him.

“Shut up, Doofus,” Arthur shouted at him playfully.

“That’s not my name, Lecdumbass,” the other boy snapped back, overdramatically rolling his eyes in jest.

“Anyways…” Arthur hollered over his friends’ audible amusement, attempting to gather their attention again. “Is everybody in? You too, Guanyu,” he clarified, to which the meek boy simply nodded, much to the others’ delight. “Awesome!”

As everyone else agreed to the plan, Jack interrupted once again. “Can’t. My parents have been totally freaking out over all this shit. You know how they are. So, unfortunately, the only party I will be attending is Doohan family game night hosted at 15 Fairview Road. Sorry, gang.”

“Well, hope you have fun playing Scrabble with Mummy tonight,” Liam teased.

“Yeah,” Dennis joined in sarcastically, “maybe if you’re lucky she’ll let you have a scoop of chocolate ice cream too. With sprinkles!”

“Alright, fuck you all, I’m out of here,” Jack countered, beginning to gather his things in perfect unison with the end-of-lunch bell.

“Bye-bye, Doofenshmirtz!” Parker called to the boy’s back.

“See ya when Mama Doohan lets you out of your cage again,” her boyfriend added with a big grin, made even wider when Jack simply flipped them off as he continued walking away.

Dennis had worked his ass off all summer. He wanted that spot on the team and he wanted it bad. So, in the month leading up to tryouts, he had to keep up his training. And if Coach saw how dedicated he was maybe that would benefit him too.

After another grueling workout under the hot September sun, Dennis made his way back to the empty locker room. He could smell, see, feel, and taste the sweat on his body, making him strip off his soaked through shirt before the door had even fully closed behind him. He needed a shower ASAP.

All of a sudden, he felt the air knocked out of his lungs as his back hit the ground, letting out a strident wheeze. He laid there for a moment, groaning in pain and sweating even harder than before. Wait, no. That wasn’t sweat…

The boy wearily lifted his head off the ground, still recovering from the harsh impact of his fall, only to see the entire floor of the room flooded.

“What the fuck?” he sighed out with the little breath he was able to collect.

He slowly lifted himself back to his feet, ignoring his spinning head, until he looked down at where he had been only to be greeted by a river of pink floating in the shallow water. He reached his fingers to softly touch the back of his throbbing head and was immediately met with an intense pain and sticky, red blood covering his hand.

The boy sluggishly stumbled forward toward the sinks in order to better assess the situation and clean his open wound. The only sounds he could make out were his laboured breaths and the splashes of his feet meeting the puddles beneath him. Splish. Splash. Splish. Splash. Splish. He paused for a moment as the world spun around him.

Splash.

But the sound of that extra step behind him didn’t register in time for him to save himself.

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paul aron x reader social media au: aussieland

description: paul’s aussie gf comes with him to his first race in australia!!

an: this is totally inspired by the fact that i’m australian and i met paul the other weekend

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paularon_ P🥉and P6 in Melbourne🇦🇺Very happy to get our first podium in the @fiaf3 championship and score solid points ✅. We still have some work to do in order to fight at the very front but satisfied with the steps made this weekend.I really want to say a big thank you to all the fans and people here in Australia. I had an amazing time roaming around the country and the support was just immaculate. YOU GUYS ARE AMAZIN!! 🥺 Thank you to everyone at @prema_team and @simone.bechinifor the hard work. Happy birthday and a big thank you to @karlparjamae for the fun times (got him three birthday cakes🥳) Last but not least thank you to @mercedesamgf1 for the continuous support

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yourusername photo dump of aussie paul 🫶🇦🇺 had so much fun being back in my hometown with my fav person ever. see you soon australia ❤️❤️

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sterredem · 25 days

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Masterlist

Sterredem

* written for

Formula 1

Charles leclerc *

Carlos Sainz

Lando Norris *

Oscar piastri *

Max Verstappen

Pierre gasly

Esteban ocan

Lance stroll

Yuki tsunado

Alex albon

Logan Sargent

Zhou Guanyu

George Russel

Lewis Hamilton

Fem!Driver

Formula 2

Ollie bearman

Arthur leclerc *

Paul Aron

Dilfs

Sebastian Vettel

Jenson Button

Mark webber

Toto Wolff

Reserve drivers

Mick Schumacher

Liam lawson

Football

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emphasisonthehomo · 3 months

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Drip

Rating: E

“Condom broke,” Steve grits out in apology. Danny makes a very loud, very aggravated noise. OR Danny lets Steve come inside him for the first time.

#aron's fic #hawaii five 0 #h50 #mcdanno #steve mcgarrett #danny williams

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daddyricsdoll · 2 months

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do you think you could do “Come here and cuddle me.” with Paul 🥹🤞🏻 it reminded me of him

and congratulations on 1k! i absolutely love your work 🤍✨

Thank you 🤍

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

I glanced over to Paul again, sitting on the other end of the couch and mind fully consumed in his phone. I hadn’t held him today, he hasn’t held me either so I’d expect one of us to do it. Leaving that to him. But it’s been so long, so long since I’ve tangled my fingers between his curls and slept in his arms. My eyes flickering over to him constantly, only wishing that he’d notice. But I guess all men are so oblivious, never noticing what’s hanging right in front of them.

I sigh again, grabbing my phone out and trying to occupy myself with it.

“Come and cuddle me.” Paul calls out. And I turn my head toward him. “What?”

“Come here and cuddle me. We haven’t all day.” He pats on his lap, calling me to him.

“I thought you’d never notice.” I joke walking toward him and straddling his lap to fall into his body and arms.

“I’ll always notice, especially you.” Paul holds me tighter. Grabbing my face in his hands and kissing my lips, then littering my face in an abundance of kisses. One for each star in the sky. Trailing off my face and onto my neck, spending all his life there.

Hands holding me respectfully, as I slowly melt into him. My mind already losing its grip on real life. “Oh Paul, you have me don’t you?”

“Yes love, I have you. I won’t let you fall.”

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Paul Aron as your best friend core

paring paul aron x reader, word count 994, genre fluff, warning roughy translated estonian, authors note sorry, for not releasing this faster i was writing other works for charles and lando <3 ( masterlist )

beach days.

you spend a lot of time on the beach in your free hours lounging around. go off swimming in the ocean. the sun is like a warm blanket wrapped around your body that came fresh out of the dryer. filming him on a cam-recorder when he backflips from a cliff. he somehow tricks you onto the cliff with him occasionally.

late night on the beaches or watching the sunset is the best part. your sides bumping into one another as you walk barefoot along the shoreline feeling the warm sand between your toes and chill seawater slash up onto your ankles. he swings your sandals back and forth from the straps of your sandals since he offered to carry them for you knowing that you hated carrying them yourself. admiring the sunset ahead of you or the moon above you.

boat days.

the sun shone on them basking in it's warmth. a good way to celebrate a podium win for paul. you hit the sea together for a weekend to be still and peaceful in just nothingness. away from his fast life to just have a moment of tranquility together. it’s makes moments like this more special. your legs spread laying onto top of his as your back leans against the comfortable plush white cushions of the boat. his hands soothing rubbing up and down your legs. his pink swimming trunks clad against his thighs after taking a dip into the water. his initials on a chain around your neck.

supporting him during races. through thick and thin and high and lows.

you're always spotted in a secluded corner on the floor of the prema truck. you’re seated together his jacket draped over to you keeping the chill off of you. if qualifying doesn’t go well that day you would sit in comfortable silence whilst reassuring his negative thoughts and feelings through physical touch. your head resting against his shoulder, your slight grazes over his hand, the feeling of you fiddling with his fingers, or the traces on the lines of his palms. just a reminder that everything will be okay. a feathery kiss on the top of his head with a whisper of praise makes him believe that he can do better tomorrow and make all his nerves disappear into thin air.

quality time ( exercise ver. )

you wake up tangled limbs in the sheets of your shared king-sized hotel room bed. the waves crashing on shore was heard from the cracked open balcony doors. seagulls flying around in the early morning blue sky. you vaguely remember him mentioning earlier that morning that he was going for a run before pressing a gentle kiss on your temple before leaving.

some mornings or evenings you would attend runs with him and karl. even staying with him when he works out in the gym maybe getting a mile or two in on the treadmill. he enjoys quality time with you. so, even if you're just sitting crisscrossed on a yoga mat watching him he enjoys it.

he’d convince you that he needs a spotter. even if the weights are a bit too heavy for you and you could help him only very little if you needed too. he still enjoys having your company and letting you feel included. he lightens the load of his weights when you finally do agree on spotting him.

"nii lõbus ei tohiks trennis olla. ( exercise shouldn't be this fun )."

traveling to tallinn and races with him when you can.

traveling around northern italy on a vespa, him driving you around as your arms are wrapped around his torso. towards the end of the night you ride towards a fancy friendship dinner date.

you settled in flimsy chairs on the balcony of your shared hotel room trying out different pastas and slices of pizza from restaurants attempting to find the best one in the country that you’re visiting.

while visiting his home in tallinn he would ensure to bundle you up in thick coats for the cold estonian weather. crunched snow underneath your boots a trail of footsteps in the white left behind you as you take a walk in the snowy weather around midnight.

his siblings.

during, your friendship with paul you’ve become close with his siblings, anna and ralf. anna is like a sister to you. ralf gives you lots of advice and shows embarrassing childhood pictures of paul. which for the record you find oh-so adorable and he finds incredibly embarrassing. you’ve grown expectably close to them due to tagging along on family vacations occasionally since him and his family seem typically fond of your presence. him and his extended family tend to have dinners when his finally back home leading to you practically being apart of his family since you sit in with so many of his family dinners and get to know his close and distant relatives.

"meil peres juba uus ralliäss kasvamas ( we already have a new rally ace growing up in our family )."

teaching you phrases in estonian.

after expressing that you wanted to learn how to speak his native language to speak to his family in the most comfortable way for them and show gratitude towards his parents for raising him the way that they did. he taught you simple phrases, to begin with just enough to get you around his home country without being completely lost.

dino and ollie.

after getting introduced to dino and ollie during the first race you attended with paul you’ve become quick friends with them since it was so easy to speak with them. your often spotted joking around with dino and ollie. just chilling on the floor of the prema truck goofing off with them even walking around the track with them. especially, dancing around with dino to whatever song that plays from his playlist on rainy qualifying days. you was there with the prema team supporting ollie’s debut in formula one.

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miloformula123fan · 25 days

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Masterlist :)

(coming soon cause i needed to reset it up!)

before requesting, please read my guidelines here :)

alex albon

arthur leclerc

carlos sainz

charles leclerc

daniel ricciardo

esteban ocon

fernando alonso

general

george russell

jack doohan

james vowles

jenson button

kimi raikkonen

lance stroll

lando norris

lewis hamilton

liam lawson

logan sargeant

mark webber

max verstappen

mick schumacher

nico rosberg

oliver bearman

oscar piastri

paul aron

peter 'bono' bonnington

pierre gasly

sebastian vettel

susie wolff

toto wolff

victor martins

yuki tsunoda

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leavingautumn13 · 9 months

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remember that time i wrote 40k words of pokémon emerald fanfic and then just. didn't post it? warmup sketches today are based on that

anyway you'll never guess who my favorite character is

#pokemon #pokemon rse #magma leader maxie #trainer may #aqua admin shelly #camerupt #aron #aggron #emerald is my favorite pokemon game ever so naturally i have tons of headcanons about like every single character #and hoenn in general #and i've written a bunch of fic for it. like a BUNCH of fic.#autumn.art #listen camerupt would be bonkers tough to train. like.#imagine you have to wrangle a bull but that bull can also breathe fire or make the ground explode under your feet #anyway don't worry i like oras maxie too i was just thinking abotu this fic i wrote and it was emerald based

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embrosegraves · 3 months

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ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝔹𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤?

(request) Paul Aron x Reader Paul and Reader are invited to a Birthday Sleepover “Kimi, look at us! We’re professional drivers and matchmakers!”

Paul was nervous. He hadn’t been to a sleepover since he was little. And here he was, 19 years old and nervous to ring the doorbell. Taking a deep breath, he pushes the button and thinks to himself. He probably wouldn’t be so nervous if he didn’t know you were going to be there. But he did know you were going to be there. In fact you were probably already inside setting up your sleeping area and chatting with everyone while he stood outside. The door swung open just before he could slip too far into his mind. Stood at the door was Dino. The birthday boy.

“Paul! Come on in.”

“Hey man!” Paul opened his arms and hugged Dino. “Happy Birthday.”

“Thanks,” Dino huffed out a laugh, “everyone’s still setting up their area.”

Paul followed Dino inside and started to greet everybody that was already there. Just as he thought, you were chatting with Kimi as you finished putting your pillow on your rolled out sleeping bag. Looking at you laughing with Kimi, Paul had to remind himself that Kimi was essentially like your little brother who followed you around PREMA like a lost duckling.

“She’d be laughing with you if you grew some balls and confessed, Aron.” Dino had been trying to convince Paul to confess to you for almost 2 years now. He had also been trying to get you to confess to Paul for almost 3 years. If Paul was helpless, you were a lost cause. “I’m telling you she likes you as well.”

“Not a chance.” Paul was convinced that there was no way that you liked him back. The possibility just didn’t exist. There was not a single chance on Earth that you liked Paul the way Paul liked you.

Dino scoffed but let him be. He had this whole night planned out and one way or another, he was going to get one of you to confess before morning.

“Regardless, the only open spot for you is next to her. So I’d go and say hello at the very least.”

Paul gently hit Dino on the shoulder as he made his way over to where you and Kimi were still talking. Seeing him approach, Kimi smiled and waved at him. You looked up and smiled.

“Hey Paul! How are you?” You asked.

“Hey guys. I’m doing good. Been really busy lately.” He said, waving back at Kimi. He didn’t want to leave the kid hanging.

“I’m glad.” You said, watching as he began to put his thing down next to your space. “Are you bunking here tonight?”

“Yeah.” Paul smiled sheepishly. He was nervous that you wouldn’t want him to sleep near you. He felt slightly less nervous when you smiled at him.

Later on that night, Paul found himself approaching Kimi just after you had left for the bathroom. Without you in the room, Kimi had gotten quieter. It wasn’t that he didn’t know everyone here, because he did, he just felt more comfortable with you around. Paul had begun walking over because a part of him didn’t want Kimi to feel left out, but mostly because he wanted to get to know your relationship with Kimi better.

“I don’t think I’ve seen her as happy with anyone but you.” Paul said.

Kimi just smiled and chuckled a little. “There is only one person she is happier with.”

This intrigued Paul. He hadn’t seen you with anyone other than Kimi so far. Sure you had hung around Dino for a bit, but it was his birthday of course you would.

“Who’s that?” Paul asked.

“You.” Kimi looked right at him as he spoke. “Unless the conversation calls for something else, you are the only thing she talks about.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Of course you didn’t. She made me promise not to tell, but she really likes you.” Paul didn’t need to know that Kimi and Dino were both in cahoots. “She’s basically my older sister, so don’t break her heart, okay?”

Paul’s voice was barely a whisper, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Eventually you had come back from the bathroom, prompting Dino to gather everyone for a few rounds of Uno and Cards Against Humanity.

By now it was nearly midnight and everyone was laying down in their sleeping bags, talking about everything and nothing. You and Paul had been talking about the upcoming F1 season when you had noticed some of the others getting quiet. You assumed that they were sleeping. Soon enough it was just you and Paul that were still talking.

There was a small lull in the conversation before the silence was broken by Paul.

“I don’t want this to change anything between us, but I need to tell you something.” Paul didn’t want to look at you, just in case. He wasn’t sure what he would do if he saw you look at him with disgust.

“Paul, you can tell me anything. I won’t judge you.” You whispered.

“Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

Your hand reached out to grab his when he took a deep breath.

“I really like you. I have for years but I was too scared to tell you. I like being friends with you so much and sometimes I feel selfish for wanting to be more than friends. I don’t want to ruin our friendship because I am so lucky to be in your life, but sometimes I think about what it would be like if we weren’t just friends you know?”

There was silence. You had no idea that Paul felt the same. Unbeknownst to you both, everybody else was listening and waiting with baited breath to hear your response.

“Y/n?”

“I really like you too, Paul. For so long now.” You kept your voice at a whisper, but made sure to tighten your grip on his hand.

“Really?” His voice was so full of hope, it almost made you feel stupid for not confessing sooner.

“Mhmm. Sometimes, when I can’t sleep, I like to think about us together. What we would do. What dates we would go on.” Shifting slightly closer to him, hand still in his, you wrapped your free arm around his and laid your head next to his shoulder. “Sometimes I even think so far into the future I can imagine a little girl. She looks just like you and she calls me Mama. For so long I thought ‘that could never happen. There’s no way.’”

Paul finally had enough courage to look at you. He turned his head and looked you in the eyes.

“Can I be yours? Please?”

“Only if I can be yours.”

“Fucking finally! Do you know how long Kimi and I have been waiting for this?” Dino’s voice was so loud compared to your whispering that your body jumped closer to Paul. Paul had been just as scared if his grip told you anything.

“Listen Dino, I’m just as excited as you are that they finally grew a pair of balls, but can the boasting wait until morning? I’m fucking tired.” Kimi groaned from where he was laying on your opposite side.

“Kimi, look at us! We’re professional drivers and matchmakers!”

This was a bit of a challenge I won't lie. But I liked writing it nonetheless!

I hope you enjoyed reading!

Likes, replies and reblogs are always appreciated!

MUAH <3

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