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NOT arguing with a man who has big disney princess eyes. whatever you say beautiful <3
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Hi!
Can I please request a one-shot where the reader is a best-selling author and she freaks out when she sees that during an interview they ask Seb what his favourite book is and he mentions one of hers, saying something along the lines of: "it's the best book I've ever read" and "the author is a beautiful and talented woman". Her fanbase knows how much she loves him and f1 in general so they team up with the f1 fans on social media to get them to meet? And then you can continue to write how they eventually meet however you like :)
Sorry if it's a tad bit long! No worries if it's not something you're interested in writing :))
Bye!!
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HI!!!!
this request was so funny!!!! I had so much fan while writing this!!!
here's the fic!!!
hope you like it!!!
also @hrts4scarr I hope my fic isn't too much similar to yours!!!!
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THE MAIN CHARACTER FROM MY BOOK - SEBASTIAN VETTEL
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SUMMARY: reader is only a fantasy and romance writer and a huge fan of sebastian. he's fan of her book. when he reveals that to the public there's no way their fans are going to lose an opportunity to have them meet.
PAIRING: rbr!sebastian vettel and author!reader
GENRE: smau, fluff pure fluff!!!
WORD COUNT: +/- 1K
WARNINGS: none
AUTHOR'S NOTE: hiya! this was based on this request! also if you see any similarities to one of @hrts4scarr ’s recent works, that's because we got the same request! also go check scar’s work, it's so cool! once again, english isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes!
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“You’ve checked Twitter recently?” Senna, Y/N’s manager from the publishing house, asked extra happily. The author only shook her head between drinking water, exhausted from another day of signing books for long hours.
Of course it wasn't that she didn't like it! She loved it! But if she was doing it for eight hours six days a week for two months now it was getting boring.
“Then do it!” Senna said, almost shrieking.
Y/N only gasped but opened her laptop and searched Twitter to see her whole feed in Tweets of Sebastian Vettel talking about her book.
That Sebastian Vettel she had the biggest crush on and created him in her book series.
The author looked at the other girl with opened mouth and she only said:
“You're gonna see him tomorrow, we've already arranged it with Red Bull. Sign some books for him with special dedications baby”
Y/N only started smiling like a stupid teenage girl.
Oh what she was gonna do in front of Sebastian?
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Nice is beautiful.
And so is Monaco.
Sebastian found himself in a car in the passenger seat. He wasn't sure where he was going. He only understood that there will be books? Like a lot of books.
He entered the library with his PR manager and some photographer and when he saw that one book on the poster, he immediately knew why he was there.
There weren't a lot of people.
The queue to the author desk wasn't too long, only five people before him.
Sebastian knew that the author of his beloved book was pretty attractive. He had seen her photos on her website.
But in real life she was even a hundred times prettier than in photos.
He was close to saying she was beautiful in that interview. So close but he didn't for his own sake. Now he could say it to the first person that walked beside him.
Finally the queue ended and he was standing in front of the girl.
“Hi, I'm Sebastian” he said only with a smile on his face and she quickly stood up from her chair and fixed her hair.
“Hello, I'm Y/N” she answered with a shy grin and shook his hand.
“I can say that I'm a fan of your writing,” Sebastian announced with a laugh, making her blush.
Mein Gott, she looks so pretty with rosy cheeks – he thought. My God
“Great, because I have something for you” she said and showed him all of her books excluding “Young and beautiful”. “For you, for the longer flights to Australia” she added.
Oh, Sebastian was speechless. He didn't expect to get anything from her, especially since he found out about meeting her like half an hour ago.
“Oh, thank you so much!” he said with a big smile and looked at all the books. The covers were pretty, just like her.
“I don't know if fantasy is your favorite, so I put here most of the romances I have” Y/N laughed a little, looking at him as he carefully watched all of the books.
“I actually like it a lot, even if I don't look like it” he answered, holding in his hands the book where he was in as the main character.
He read the text at the back and when he saw a review from a Twitter user he couldn't believe it.
“Book is great, especially since Hugo gives me major Sebastian Vettel vibes”
“Haha, what is this?” he asked, showing her the review and she only blushed and shrugged.
“Well, I can say that I was lacking in character personalities” she wasn't, he put him in that book on purse. She was writing that book on Wattpad years ago before it was published, when she was watching him in Formula 3.5 and was dreaming of him.
As if she wasn't doing it now.
“Okay, I'll remember that,” he said and laughed. Oh, she loved his laugh. His laugh on TV wasn't as good as in real life.
She was in love with him.
She thought to herself that she was crazy.
But did he care? No, he didn't. Not at all.
“Can I get your number? I want to do something for you as a thank you” Sebastian asked and Y/M speechless and in shock, nodded and grabbed a pen and one of the books to write the number next to the dedication. “I'll text you, don't worry” he winked at her and left with his team and all the books in his hands.
Getting Paddock Passes for the European Grand Prix didn't sound wrong, did it?
And with that Y/N ended in the Red Bull garage in Valencia, extremely happy since it was her first Grand Prix in real life ever.
Also when the fans saw the photos of their little meet up in Nice they went crazy. She had never seen anything like shipping her with someone before that but did she like it? Yes, because Sebastian seemed to like her too.
And now he looked so hot in post race glow and champagne.
“Hey Y/N, I was thinking if you would want to join me at dinner after the whole post win thing?” Seb asked when he came back to the garage, covered in sticky alcohol.
“I don't want to intrude on you-”
“You won't! I'm the one who's asking you to join me” he smiled at her shy personality. She was adorable as hell.
“Okay, I'll go” Y/N said and Sebastian grinned widened and he left a kiss on her cheek.
“See you soon, pretty girl” he said and left to take a shower. She was just standing here without any words, red on face and with butterflies in her stomach.
Oh the thing that she had for Sebastian was big, very, very big.
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discopaddock · 1 month
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Lewis Hamilton 🍊| media day ausgp '24
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when are we getting the seb fic! ❤️❤️
there's one seb request in my inbox and when I post ill go with the angst, promise!!!
k
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dune part two
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hi, i was wondering if your requests are open, because I wanted to request a farleigh start x reader (male)? you know the enemies to friends to lovers trope where they realize they have a lot more in common and it just develops from there? everything else is up to you :>> thank you so much!
hi lovely anon!!
sorry it took so long! hope you like it even though it so short, enjoy!
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ARE THEY FRIENDS?? WORSE...
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PAIRING: farleigh start x male!reader
SUMMARY: what can go wrong when they both hate the same person?
WORD COUNT: 385
GENRE: fluff
WARNINGS: drugs, mentions of fights (nothing graphic)
AUTHOR'S NOTE: based on this request
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The very first thing you could say about Y/N and Farleigh was that they were complete opposites. But if you would take a closer look you’d see that they weren't as big as you thought before.
Okay, so at first let me say that they boys hated each other at the beginning. Parties? Y/N could smash Farleigh’s face for one sentence he said (of course he has never done that, but he has had a crazy amount of thoughts like this). And Farleigh? He was craving to do the same just for his presentence in the same room as he was.
School yard? Yeah none of them was around the other one because they could end up being out of the school.
What was the reason for this? I honestly have no idea. Maybe it was that one guy that both of them wanted to fuck, but he didn't want any of them. Maybe it was the fact that Y/N once told Felix that he’d seen Farleigh with cocaine. I mean there could be so many other reasons why they hated each other.
But what happened and they became friends? Guys, I know the answer to that question!
Well, there was once a silly little guy called Oliver Quick. Did Farleigh like him? No, not at all. Did Y/N like him? Also not, at all.
Y/N was a straight A student who didn't not like people that could take his spotlight from him. The best and most perfect law student at Oxford wasn't the best student of all? Something didn't click here. Oh, and Farleigh knew that all too well.
So, since Farleigh also didn't like Oliver and the only person who had any chances to do something with the teachers didn't like Oliver too, he thought it would be okay to talk with him.
It wasn't so hard then to convince the teachers to do a shakedown in Quick’s room.
The cocaine found there? Oh, it definitely wasn't coming from Farleigh.
And what about Oliver you might ask. Well, he said bye bye to his studies at Oxford. And to Felix, which was the best for Start and he couldn't be happier.
And Y/N and Farleigh, who were they after that?
Were they friends?
Worse. They became lovers.
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discopaddock · 2 months
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hello lovers,
as there is only one request in my inbox, i was thinking about angst fic with sebastian.
be ready,
k x.
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Hello! First off, i hope you're doing great and taking care of yourself :)
I was thinking, how about a Charles Leclerc fic. It can be angst or hurt/comfort whatever you like (I'm bad at sorting things into genres sorry)
So like, he has a very bad race and when reader (his girlfriend so fem!reader pls) goes to comfort him, he yells at her and after some argument, at something reader flinches and that's cuz of her past? and fluff at the end if you don't mind...also sorry for making this so long. you don't have to do if you don't want to or if you're not comfortable. thank you <33
HI! im doing okay, thanks for asking lovely anon! how about you? 😁
you can find the work here :) hope it's not too short,
karolina x
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I DON'T WANNA TALK - CHARLES LECLERC
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SUMMARY: charles is mad after the bad race, what can go wrong after screaming at his girlfriend?
PAIRING: charles leclerc x fem!reader
GENRE: angst with happy (???) ending
WORD COUNT: 0.9k
WARNINGS: screaming, crying, charles is mad, traumatizing childhood and parent, ENGLISH ISN'T NY FIRST LANGUAGE
AUTHOR'S NOTE: hiya, was inactive for a (longer) moment, school still sucks, inspiration is taking offence at me and history at school does kill me right now fr (we started the great war recently and watched im westen nichts neues - i hate this kind of films). anyway this was based in this request.
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Charles was angry. No, he was furious.
Race didn't go well. He had to retire after Perez touched him and he ended up in the wall.
Race was good, for two laps he was even leading but then the Mexican showed up and Charles’ good race said “bye bye”.
“Charles,” his girlfriend said after they were finally in their hotel room.
He wasn't in the mood for talking. He didn't want her pity. He wanted to take a shower (another one) and scream in his pillow.
The girl was looking at him, worried. This wasn't the state she has seen him for many times. It was the first time actually.
“I don't wanna talk” he answered only and grabbed some clothes of his and entered the bathroom.
“If you’d like to-” she started but he turned around to face her with anger written on his face, panting.
“Shut up!” Charles yelled at her and entered the bathroom. She was left speechless. There were tears forming in her eyes that started falling down when she heard the slam of the door.
Oh, she really didn't want it to come back.
Life was good, great even, then those memories came to her mind, causing another session of crying.
The girl had no idea what to do.
Her eyesight wasn't so clear as she was looking for the tissues, convinced that her make up was smeared as hell.
When she finally found some in her bag, she next jumped on the bed and covered herself with the blanket.
Her heart was hurt, it didn't crack in shatters but still it hurt as hell.
She felt like that seven year old girl, who was standing in front of her father, crying because he yelled at her.
She was screamed at because of trying to make her dad come to terms with her beloved mother.
It was too much for little Y/N. It hunted her for years.
Especially now, when her and Charles were trying everything to have a baby. She was frightened she became the same as her father and her child would have to experience the same case as she had.
And now it was too much for adult Y/N.
She knew she should meet her therapist as soon as she could but she couldn't since she was travelling with her boyfriend around Asia for the next two weeks and her therapist wasn't doing online appointments.
And there she was, still lying on her side of the king-size bed covered with a blanket and still crying.
Charles wasn't aware of his girlfriend's reaction to his behaviour until he left the bathroom, all showered and with a clear mind, and heard sobs in the room.
He sighed only and went to the bed and took a seat beside the girl. He carefully took off the blanket of her face and saw her with smeared make up, red eyes and runny nose.
She didn't want to talk with him and put her head in the pillow, so he couldn't look at her.
“I'm sorry-” he started but her hushed by the pillow voice interrupted him with:
“I don't wanna talk.”
So Charles didn't talk more but kissed her head quickly and left to the living room, to give her space he knew she needed.
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The next hour went, well, silent.
Y/N wasn't sobbing anymore, just blowing off her nose and coughing from time to time. Charles at the other hand was thinking about his new song and was trying to write any notes but he lacked at stave paper and at any keyboard or piano.
The girl finally got out of the bed and entered the bathroom. She grabbed some cotton pads and put micellar water on it and began to remove her make up.
It was a heavenly feeling for her, since her eyelids were sticking to each other because of the mascara.
Next she grabbed some cleaning foam and removed the rest of the cosmetics and put on the cream.
The girl left the bathroom and went to Charles who was sitting on the couch with some folded paper around.
He heard her steps and turned around to see her face.
“Ready to talk?” he asked only and she nodded, then sat beside him. “I'm sorry, truly” he said, looking into her eyes, that he loved so much. Now they were puffed and red from the crying.
“I know” she answered and hugged him like a koala. Charles wrapped his arms around her body, without saying any words.
“What happened?” the man asked, rubbing her back with his palm. “Tell me, I'm not leaving this without any explanation,” he added in a calm tone.
The girl was silent for a few moments. But then she told him only:
“Father was screaming at me for trying to help.”
Charles was speechless. He knew his girlfriend’s relationship with her father wasn't good, but he didn't know it was that bad. He never asked since her mother told him not to for the girl's mental state.
“I'm sorry, dove. I'm so sorry” he whispered to her ear, trying to comfort her the best he could.
“I don't want to be like him” she mumbled in the crock of his neck and he sighed.
“You are not like him,” he assured her. “You will never be like him,” he added and kissed her temple. “You are a better person than him, dove.”
“I love you” she mumbled.
“I love you too” she whispered back and they remained silent for the rest of the night, cuddled in each other’s arms.
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more farleigh plsssss !
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sorry yall that took so long and it isn't as long as it should but I really struggle at school 😭😭😭
you can find the request here
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GIRLFRIEND - FARLEIGH START
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PAIRING: farleigh start x fem!reader
GENRE: angst with happy ending
WORD COUNT: 478
WARNINGS: language, mentions of sex, situationship, reader is crying, use of y/n.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: this was based on these requests. sorry it's so short, school is killing me fr.
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“No Farleigh! You don't understand! You'll never understand!” the girl yelled at her situationship, while putting on a green sweater.
“Then tell me! Tell me what's wrong because I don't fucking understand what I'd your fucking problem!” he said, sitting up on the bed.
“You! You are my problem!” she answered with her voice breaking.
“The fuck you mean!”
“I have no fucking idea what we are Farleigh! Friends, fuck buddies, girlfriend and boyfriend?” Y/N said with tears in her eyes.
He chuckled only and smoked a fag. How could she even think about something like that.
“Darling” he started, while getting up. He stood in front of her and put his hands on her arms. “Why do you even think about it?” he asked calmly, looking at her face.
“Juliet! You fucked with her, I know that!” the girl cried, making him sigh.
“I did not fuck anyone, how did you come up with that?” Farleigh asked, wiping the tears from her face. “Who told you that? You weren't present at any parties for almost a month” he added.
“Juliet herself” she cried again. Farleigh’s face dropped, as he heard that.
“She's insane, I did not have sex with her” he said and took her face in his hands. “Darling, I swear to you, I have done nothing with Juliet or anyone but you” he assured her. “And you know when I'm telling the truth.”
Y/N only sighed and hugged his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist, picked her up and took her to his bed.
“I'm sorry you heard this, darling girl” he mumbled to her hair, while stroking it. “You're my one and only,” he said.
“So girlfriend?” she asked.
“Yeah, girlfriend” Farleigh answered and pressed a kiss on top of her head.
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On the next day, Y/N woke up beside her now boyfriend, Farleigh. He was running his hand on her back as she was lying on his bare chest.
“Morning” he mumbled, looking at her.
“Hello” she answered and within twenty minutes they were on the way to classes with their hands holding each other.
“Oh, hi Farleigh” Juliet said as she stood in front of him, acting like Y/N was never there. “What are you doing?” she asked and he only furrowed his brows.
“Having an amazing time with my girlfriend” he replied and smiled rudely. He watched Juliet's face with pure satisfaction and then he started walking Y/N to her class, leaving Juliet speechless.
“You're rude” she said, when they stood at the door of her art class.
“You should be too” he chuckled and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Have a nice day, darling,” he said. “I'll be waiting for you” he gave her a wink and she entered the room with hot cheeks.
She was in love. And so was he.
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LIAR - FELIX CATTON
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PAIRING: felix catton x fem!reader
GENRE: angst, pure angst
WORDS: 1,3k
WARNINGS: death (only mentioned), heartbroken reader, abuse, alcoholism, lies, felix is stupid, toxic relationship, ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO SORRY FOR ABY MISTAKES.
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Felix never understood why she never said anything about her father. He asked about him many times, but she always found a way to change a topic or acted like she didn't hear his question.
“I just don't wanna talk about it, Felix” she said as they were driving to her family house.
The girl saw that something was odd with her best friend, since he came back with Oliver from Liverpool the previous day.
“Why?” he pushed, but didn't answer for a longer moment.
“Ask my mum about it” she said finally, when he parked at the driveway. The girl didn't wait for him and left the car to open the door and step in. Felix locked the car and ran after her to see her hugging a woman, whom she looked alike.
“Hello” he said awkwardly standing in front of them.
“Ah, mama! This is Felix, been telling you about him” she announced and grabbed him by hand, so he stepped close to them.
“Nice to meet you, young man, I've heard plenty of stories about you” the woman said, smiling at him.
“Nice to meet you too” he replied and grabbed her for a hug.
“Go to the living room, kids, I'll make the tea” her mother announced and the girl took Felix to the room.
“Is that you?” he asked, pointing at the photo on the shelf, next to the books.
“Oh, yeah, it's little her” the woman said, as she entered the room. “This was taken at her first music competition” she added, making her daughter red. “She won it, I'm still so proud of her.”
“You didn't tell me you were taking part in competitions?” Felix turned around to his friend.
“You never asked,” she answered and stood up from the couch. “Then we were karting with girls” she said, while showing the photo of her at the karting track next to a kart.
“Oh, and this one is from the Grand Prix two years ago, when you were a marshall,” her mother cooed, pointing at another photo.
“I told you about that,” the girl reminded Felix, making him laugh. Yes, she had told him about it one time. “Come on, I'll show you around” she said and grabbed him by hand and took him upstairs.
“Your room?” he asked, watching her open the door.
“Yeah, welcome to my kingdom” she said and let him in.
“Yeah, it's definitely your room,” Felix laughed. He could see that she was the owner of it. The books that she's been telling him about, the film posters she told him she had watched, the Formula 1 related things - everything that was in that room was her.
“What happened yesterday?” the girl asked, when they were lying on her bed for a while. The bed was small, 90x200 centimeters and his legs were sticking out of it. He found this funny and was laughing until she asked.
“He's a, um” he started, not sure if he wanted her to know that. But she never lied to him, right? She wouldn't do that like Oliver did. She would never. “He lied to me. To all of us” he said finally.
The girl looked at Felix, not understanding what he meant. She saw how they were treating each other the previous day, but she didn't ask since he came to her room and started kissing her, banning her and himself from talking till breakfast.
“What has he done?” she asked and raised her head. She was worried about him. He was her best friend, her other half and she was really jealous of Oliver for the whole time, which Farleigh found hilarious and was making jokes about it to Felix when she wasn't around. And Farleigh liked her more, if he had to choose between her and Oliver who was better for his cousin, he would choose her without hesitation. She was normal in his opinion, not a liar like Oliver.
The girl loved Felix. She gave him her whole heart. But he didn't see it. His heart didn't belong to her, but her heart belonged to him. And it hurt her a lot.
She tried to leave him, for her own good, but she couldn't. He was so magnetic, so majestic that she just couldn't leave him.
Farleigh and her own friends saw how she felt and how Felix was blind about it. Farleigh tried, he really tried to do something but his cousin was as if he didn't have eyes and couldn't see anything about her.
Farleigh told her he felt sorry for her and that she should really leave him for her own good and that he knew it was hard, but she still couldn't. And Farleigh saw it.
Gosh, she spent the whole vacation with him and Venetia because Felix was always with Oliver and he seemed like she wasn't there until yesterday. She was his second choice and she knew it.
So she decided that it would be her last try to cut contact with him. For her own good.
“Felix, I'm not coming back to Saltburn with you” she announced, when he stopped talking about that liar.
He was shocked. Why would she say that? What has gone wrong?
“What? No, no, no, you're coming back” he replied, feeling betrayed.
“Mama said that the great-grandma is feeling worse and worse, Felix, I can't be not around her” she said the half of the truth. This was one of the two reasons she wanted to stay at home. “I can't do that to her,” she mumbled, tears forming in her eyes.
He would understand, right?
“I can drive you at any time here, I promise, just come back with me” he assured her and grabbed her face in his hands gently. “You can just leave me,” he said, looking into her eyes.
“Felix, you don't understand” she shook her head, as he made everything about himself. “I can't leave her now, I don't know how much time she has left,” she added. “You should stay for tonight and go back home tomorrow, it's getting dark” she said and he only agreed.
He didn't want to leave her, especially now.
During the night, Felix was walking through the house and looking for the water. He stood in the kitchen and saw his friend’s mother looking for something in the cabinet.
“Good evening” he mumbled and she answered. He got the water and stood for a moment. He had a battle inside if he should ask about that. And his curiosity won, so he asked: “I'm sorry for being rude, but anytime I asked your daughter about the father she never answered and recently she told me to ask you about him, so could you tell me something?”
“Oh, he was, let's say, not a good person” the woman started and sat on the chair. “I completely understand why she doesn't want to talk about him. She has some kind of trauma and she used to go to therapy, when she was younger” at these words he furrowed his brow. “He was an alcoholic and violent towards us, so you know” she stopped talking, not knowing what to add more. “Oh, and when he died it really hit her, even though she didn't talk with him for years.”
“I'm so sorry you had to go through this,” he said and wanted to hug the woman. He would never have thought that something like this happened to his best friend.
“It's okay now, young man, don't worry” she said and hugged him. “She's doing great,” she assured him.
He felt so stupid. He was such a dick for her sometimes.
Now he wanted only to make it up to her.
So when he was leaving he promised the girl that he was going to do everything for her, because she deserved it.
But he broke the promise. He never had done that, because he died and left her alone, without making anything up to her.
He was such a liar.
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discopaddock · 4 months
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happy new year guys!!!🎉🩰
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i saw that you’re writing for farleigh quick and that makes me so happy!!! i’d like to request some fluff for him with a fem reader, maybe an “i hate everyone but you” kind of trope. like “all of these rich weird freaks and you’re the only normal one.” just cute!! i can’t wait to see how you write! thank you 💗
you can find the fic here !
hope you like it, x🩷
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SORE LOSER - FARLEIGH START
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PAIRING: farleigh start x fem!reader
GENRE: fluff
WORD COUNT: 592
WARNINGS: my english, farleigh is a bit sad
AUTHOR'S NOTE: based on this request
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Sometimes Farleigh felt like an outsider in his own house. Well maybe Saltburn wasn't his own house, but he still spent the most of his life there and when the whole Oliver situation happened, he felt even more unloved by his own family.
When the whole plate thing happened he had no idea where to go.
But then he suddenly knew.
She was the only person he ever cared about. And he hoped she cared about him too.
So he stood at the door of her family house and hoped she was inside. When he saw her mother he almost felt the tears forming in his eyes.
He asked about her. If she was at home or wasn't. The woman said nothing but called for her daughter, adding that she had a guest. The girl quickly showed at the doorstep and smiled as she saw a friend of hers.
“Hi, Farleigh” she said and hugged him and then she felt how tense he was. She knew something happened, he wouldn't be at hers if not.
He hugged her back and walked into the house next. She asked what had happened, when they were finally in her room. This very pink coloured room, that used to get on his nerves, whenever he was there, now was like some sanctuary for him.
Or maybe she just was there for him.
“They hate me” Farleigh mumbled only and hugged the white teddy bear that he gave her at her last birthday as a present.
“I'm sorry, Far” she said, kissed his cheek and hugged him again.
This was the moment that he knew – she was the one.
He could hate everyone but her. She was always there for him and he was so happy to have her around every time. He loved her and it wasn't platonic love.
“I adore you” he whispered, sure of his words. He had never said it to anybody before.
“And I adore you, Farleigh,” she answered and looked up to his face. He was smiling again. “You're staying here, right?”
“Only if your parents say so” he replied and hugged her tighter.
“Gonna ask them,” she announced and stood up. “Oh, and Farleigh, don't smoke in this house” she said dead serious and he only chuckled.
For the next few days the two of them were inseparable. Every activity they were doing together.
Farleigh even went playing golf with her and her dad, even though he found it boring.
“I won!” she yelled, satisfied, jumping a little. Farleigh only shook his head, smiling. The girl's father wasn't with them, because he was golfing with his friends, so they were alone on the course.
“Oh, stop being so grasping” he scoffed and hit the ball with his wedge.
“You are such a sore loser, Farleigh,” she said and ran after him.
“Oh, you sure?” he stopped, so she ran at him and bounced off his chest, almost falling on the ground, but he caught her.
“Yeah, yeah I am” she answered and then he kissed her without saying anything.
The girl felt like in a fairytale. Farleigh, the boy she had a crush on for years, was kissing her.
“You're an excellent kisser, you know?” he chuckled at her question and kissed her again, lifting her up a little.
“Let's go, I have to win with you” Farleigh laughed and started to run to the place where the ball fell with her hand in his.
“You're such a sore loser” the girl laughed with red cheeks and ran with him.
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