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astonmartinii · 8 months

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no more ace to play [mamma mia part two] | formula one social media au

drivers: sebastian vettel, fernando alonso and jenson button

the investigation was fruitful but now y/n has a handful of drivers and a bucket load of criticism

general note: i answered an ask about this but i thought i'd reiterate here, this is a no wives or kids au, so seb and jenson's wives and kids do not exist in this !! thank you so much for all the lovely feedback on the last part, hopefully i remembered to tag everyone who asked x

part one | masterlist | ko-fi

yourusername

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tagged: fernandoalo_oficial, sebastianvettel, jensonbutton

yourusername: so i guess it's kinda real now and they're all lovely x

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user4: i know the bitter old people are going to find this now but i for one think it's fucking ICONIC

user5: the guys are way too chill for the situation

user6: they've not said anything, so how would you know?

user5: idk reeks of babytrapping

user7: be for real y/n doesn't need to baby trap anyone she has her own career?

yourbff: debrief needed STAT

yourusername: literally on my way to yours right now get the non-alcoholic wine READY

landonorris: do i like get a prize for my hand in this?

yourusername: here's a gold star ⭐️

landonorris: i was hoping for some monetary rewards

yourusername: ur literally a millionaire ?

landonorris: and?

user8: are any of them gonna like comment or?

user9: very odd considering they wouldn't shut THE FUCK UP on their own posts

user10: for real they were very proud of their 'accomplishments' but now it's the consequences of their actions and theyre silent ?

user11: have yall considered the fact that finding out you might be a dad is a bit of a shock, let them all process it?

jensonbutton

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jensonbutton: back to see the old rides

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user12: SPILL JENSON PLEASE

user13: so like what team is this kid going to support they've got so much to choose from?

user14: if they have any taste, ferrari 💅

user15: i mean their momma clearly has taste so ....

oscarpiastri: nice to meet you jenson!

jensonbutton: by how much mark talks about you i could've sworn i'd already met you

aussiegrit: bold of you to send shots my way considering your current predicament

user16: mark saying this like they aren't lucky to be with y/n ?

user17: bro we all saw that you met up with y/n and the baby daddy squad... wanna maybe share some thoughts?

user18: why would he want to publicise that he got with a slag?

user17: i know you're not calling y/n a slag when we're talking about f1 playboy JENSON BUTTON ?

user19: i have complete faith that this mamma mia summer WILL have a good ending but i NEED these men to maybe actually talk about it so people aren't just out here coming for y/n ?

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yourusername: got myself a sweet treat and did some meditation (i.e. listening to asmr roleplay) because life is crazy and morning sickness is a bitch

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user24: not to be sappy but i am emotional watching y/n go through this, she's been on the internet for so long i feel like i've watched her grow up, idk anything about f1 but i hope they're good for her

yourbff: gosh who knew you getting pregnant would lead to us having to go to the bakery every single morning

yourusername: but but but they have such good croissants and SHUSH I BUY YOU YOURS EVERYDAY

yourbff: i know you're like my sugar mama, please still buy me pastries when you have your actual child

user25: i think we're all being a wee bit dramatic about the whole "they haven't said anything" business. yes, they probably should say they're fine with it so people stop accusing y/n of baby trapping them but ALSO we don't know what they do everyday, maybe we should just let the adults go about their business

charles_leclerc: i am basically seb's kid so i shall be a character witness: that man is an ANGEL and believe me that took a lot for me to say in public lol

yourusername: why thank you charles, i have heard a lot about you. in fact on his "provisional dad cv", sebastian directly named you, some guys called max verstappen, mick schumacher and lance stroll as fatherly experience

maxverstappen1: LOL I KNEW SEB LOVED ME BUT WTF IS A DAD CV

sebastianvettel: this is a serious matter and i wanted to show that i'm serious about fatherhood

mickschumacher: soz max, charles and lance i think WE all know who his favourite is

lancestroll: i'm just happy to be recognised tbf

yourusername: well i kinda hope this real child will be his favourite...

charles_leclerc: boring 🥱

alexalbon: well i'm gonna nominate myself as jenson's grid kid and woah that guy is great 👍

jensonbutton: sounds kinda sarcastic but thanks for the effort alex

carlossainz55: seeing as we're all here i'll say that nando is the best grid dad sorry not sorry

yourusername: you're all here but idk who you people are ?

fernandoalo_oficial: chilli have i ever told you how proud i am of you?

stoffelvandoorne: do i mean nothing to you old man

user26: wtf is going on here

fernandoalo_oficial

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fernandoalo_oficial: what a race! thankful to finally be back on the podium this weekend and i'd like to dedicate this race to the soon-to-be new addition and my new family, here's to our future ❤️

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user27: HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO CUTE

user28: i'm sorry the THUMB IN THE MOUTH CELEBRATION ARE YOU KIDDING?

jensonbutton: proud of you, come home quick x

user29: i'm sooooo chill about this

fernandoalo_oficial: i'll make sure to tell the team that THE jenson button wants the meeting to go faster

sebastianvettel: do i mean nothing? that's literally my old team name drop ME

yourusername: just tell them i've gone into labour

fernandoalo_oficial: you've not even been pregnant two months yet...

yourusername: they don't know that

astonmartinf1: this is a public instagram comment section...

maxverstappen1: maybe when the little one is actually here i'll let you win for once

fernandoalo_oficial: how kind of you?

maxverstappen1: i need the little one to know that at least one of you is cool and that i should be their favourite god father

lewishamilton: now that is a bold assumption

danielricciardo: i have been quiet on this topic but if anyone is prime god father material YOU'RE LOOKING AT HIM

yourusername: you'll all receive an email and a god father application in the coming weeks

charles_leclerc: is this another seb idea?

yourusername: maybe... but idk yall so i think it's a good idea

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yourusername: welcome to the crazy house

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user33: so we've confirmed the poly? yes or no?

user34: i'm gonna say yes but with them you literally never know

georgerussell63: so we all sent them a jellycat?

alexalbon: speak for yourself george that sick ass rocking bunny is all albon

user35: not to be weird but this kids is literally going to have the hottest parents of all time

user36: no cause if i'm a teacher and all of them walk in for parent's evening i'm passing out

jensonbutton: oh wow what a lovely crib i wonder who put that together

fernandoalo_oficial: don't you dare take all the credit

sebastianvettel: as if anyone other than the WOOD WORK KING put that together

yourusername: guys they are lying the delivery guy put it together and they all stood around watching like dads at the airport

jensonbutton: "like dads" so still getting the experience in

danielricciardo: so who is responsible for this grandpa ass nursery aesthetic?

yourusername: well this is awkward i thought it was cute

fernandoalo_oficial: it is don't worry honey, it matches seb's overall grandpa aesthetic

sebastianvettel: you guys agreed to move to mine don't switch up on my aesthetic now

jensonbutton: oh seb we all love your certain affinity for tartan and plaid

sebastianvettel: i'm not feeling this love right now :(

yourusername: cuddle pile incoming

note: ahhh okay this was very highly requested so i hope it met expectations. i'm thinking this could defo be a longer series (i am also working on into the arms of another dw) following the whole family if yall would like that? i'm gonna try and tag everyone who requested that, i am sorry if i missed anyone x

taglist: @boiohboii @vellicora @faithm120601 @raizelchrysanderoctavius @luv4kani @minkyungseokie @eugene-emt-roe @magical-spit @ironmaiden1313 @jaydaaasworld @whoreks @rainerax @nonsensical-nonsence @laneyspaulding19 @chelseyyouraverageluigi @lxclerc @gemofthenight @woweewoowa

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vexinglyvolatile · 7 months

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ace attorney memes i made part 8

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sebandmia · 2 months

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when life coincidentally imitates art 🥹

#this makes my stomach hurt #you can’t make this up!!!#seb and mia forever #emma stone #ryan gosling #la la land #oscars 2024 #oscars #academy awards 2024 #seb x mia #sebastian wilder #mia dolan

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gmzriver · 2 years

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Ryan Gosling as Sebastian Wilder in “La La Land” icons.

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anto-pops · 2 months

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The Serpent's Paramour CH 4 - Sebastian Sallow x Female!Reader

Summary: With Sebastian off in London doing Merlin knows what, you find yourself having to deal with more of his cronies and your pent up abilities. It isn't long before you come to realize that not even the wards on the house can stop the inevitable.

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: 18+, aged up characters, explicit language, nightmares, graphic descriptions of pain

Chapter 4 can also be read here on Ao3

Not long after Sebastian and Devlin left for London, you’d shuffled back up to your room to dwell on everything you and your former friend had discussed. It didn’t take a Leglimen to figure out that despite Sebastian’s claims that he was only being nice because he needed you alive, his actions were speaking far louder than his words. There were a plethora of ways he could go about getting you to do his bidding; he could bribe you with your wand, for starters. Or he could use the Imperius curse and simply make you a mindless puppet, content to obey his commands without any of the push-back or hurled insults.

But he wasn’t doing any of those things. Even though he claimed that he had hated you for a time, he obviously didn’t now, and he seemed to be trying to win your trust in a way that went completely against what you’d expected of him. Moreover there was something in his eyes that made you draw pause– something eerily similar to affection.

Part of you– wistful and naive as ever– was giddy at the idea of him feeling any semblance of care for you after all this time. The past five years hadn’t afforded you many opportunities to be taken care of, and though there had been a few random flings with strangers throughout your travels, they had always been fleeting and loveless. Quick bouts of physical yearning brought on by too much firewhiskey and ale. Nothing of substance. Your old feelings for Sebastian were as close as you’d ever gotten to the kind of love written about in fairytales.

That line of thinking got instantly crushed under the overwhelmingly rational part of your brain. You were currently his captive, being forced to aid him in the retrieval of yet another dark relic, all for his sister’s sake. He had taken your magic, insisted that you blindly trust him and his obscure plan, and in doing so he had unknowingly put you in a dangerous position. Without an outlet to use your magic, you were bound to be consumed by the dark power that coursed through your veins. Everyday you spent here would only bring you closer to an inevitable catastrophe.

You didn’t even want to consider who else would be affected if the repository magic set itself off here, surrounded by other people.

Not that you would care all that much if you took out a bunch of dark wizards with you. The fact that Sebastian was actively working with the very people that had hunted you all over the Hogwarts region your fifth-year was disconcerting enough. The stench of dark magic on him might have been absent today, but you would never forget how potent it had been when you’d first set eyes on him. He was still using unforgivable curses even now– hell, he had probably been using them the day you arrived for the smell to be so strong. Just because he was being kind to you didn’t change the fact that these people were your enemies, and by extension, so was Sebastian.

You couldn’t allow yourself to be distracted by his suave one-liners or the playful glimmer in his eyes any longer.

You spent the next hour restlessly tossing and turning in your bed, toeing the curtains of the canopy with your foot as you thought about where your wand might be stashed away. Knowing Sebastian, it was more than likely on his person, seeing as that was the only surefire way to prevent you from getting your hands on it. He knew from firsthand experience just how nosey you could be, so you sorely doubted you’d get lucky enough to find it hidden in a drawer in his own room– wherever that may be. Where did he hole up at night? He had to sleep somewhere, though seeing as you’d only ever interacted with him during the day, it wouldn’t surprise you to discover that he had become a nocturnal creature in the past five years.

It wouldn’t be the strangest thing about him.

Your silent contemplation was cut short by the unmistakable sound of the bedroom door smacking against the wall as it was aggressively thrown open, and you shot upright with your heart thrumming wildly against your sternum. There had been so many thoughts racing through your brain when you’d returned upstairs earlier that you’d completely forgotten to barricade the door. It did little to deter anyone from entering, as you’d already discovered, but at the very least it helped prevent you from being scared shitless like you were right now. The door creaked on its hinges as its momentum caused it to drift back into place, but a high heeled foot then knocked it aside once again, leaving you face to face with an unfamiliar woman.

You could tell that she was tall even without her boots on, the top of her ashy blonde head just a few inches short of reaching the top of the doorframe. Clad in black from head to toe, the form fitting clothing she wore accentuated all of her assets in a flattering way, leaving you feeling rather mousy in comparison. Her icy blue eyes narrowed once she zeroed in on you rigid atop the mattress, and her ruby red lips pulled back from her teeth in a fierce sneer. Her fair, unmarred skin looked like pure porcelain against the light that streamed through the windows, and you nervously scooted to the side of the bed in case the murderous glint in her eyes was genuine.

She took a purposeful step into the room, your attention shifting to the small box full of clothing wedged under her arm and balanced against the curve of her hip. As striking as the woman was, the malice that emanated from her was enough to make you want to avert your eyes– but this strange female wasn’t Sebastian, and something told you that letting your guard down around her was the furthest thing from a good idea. Her cold gaze raked down your half-dressed body, rouge lips curling even more when she seemed to take note of the coat Sebastian had given you still draped over your shoulders.

“So you’re what all the fuss is about,” she said, turning her nose up at you as she stalked closer to where you sat. “Don’t know why I have to hand over my clothes when your bag of rags would have more than sufficed, but whatever.”

You weren’t sure what to say to that, so you kept your mouth shut. Sebastian’s earlier comment about having someone named Nora bring you clothing came back to you then, and you realized he must have somehow given her the order all the way from London. He hadn’t seen anyone other than Devlin in the minutes leading up to his departure.

Nora’s animosity was as obvious as it was perplexing, and you slid off the mattress and backed up a step when she reached the bed before unceremoniously dumping the box of attire on top of the sheets. Immediately you noticed that the majority of the material was varying shades of black and gray. Then rather scornfully, Nora began sorting through the pile, tossing shirts to one side of the bed and pants to the other. Mercifully, there were no undergarments to be found. You couldn’t fathom being made to wear someone else's unmentionables.

When the blonde finally deigned to look at you, she was focused wholly on the woolen coat you gripped tightly around yourself. “He may as well burn that now. I doubt the stench will come out after washing it at this point.”

Her comment gave you whiplash, and your voice returned to you as you indignantly asked, “What’s your problem?”

“You are,” she practically spat.

“You don’t even know me,” you helpfully supplied, and Nora scoffed, the sound ripe with contempt.

“And thank Merlin for that. I have no desire to get to know the woman responsible for sending Sebastian to prison. Regardless of what he might think, you are without a shadow of a doubt the worst thing that’s ever happened to him.”

What in the sweet hells had Sebastian told this woman? Her negative feelings towards you seemed to be rooted in something a lot more personal than anything having to do with her boss. “I don’t see how my history with him has anything to do with you.”

Nora snatched up the now empty box at the foot of the bed, her grip on the handle white knuckled as she turned to face you fully. “It has everything to do with me. It was us that gave him purpose again– my people who pulled him from that cesspool of a cell you put him in and gave him his life back. But then after everything we went and accomplished together, he suddenly spends five months diverting resources to track you down, even though you want nothing to do with him. You’re not even interested in helping him and yet he bends over backwards to make sure you’re comfortable. If you ask me, he should have locked your ass in the basement and thrown away the key.”

Your magic flickered to life beneath your skin, thrumming in your blood almost painfully as the wards of the house suppressed your abilities with the strength of a damn Graphorn. The anger you felt wasn’t just that; it was a unique blend of guilt and self-doubt. Everything she was saying to you were things you had already thought a hundred times over, but something about hearing it from someone else’s mouth caused your composure to slip. How much of your shared past with Sebastian did she know of? Who was she to him?

The hands that had been holding onto the lapels of your loaned coat fell to your sides, curling into trembling fists. “I couldn’t care less what you think of me. It sounds like Sebastian doesn’t either, seeing as he hasn’t taken your opinion into consideration. Deal with it.”

Suddenly Nora crossed the space between the two of you to glower mere inches from your face, but you thankfully held your ground. She was nearly a whole head taller than you. “Mark my words; as soon as he gets what he wants from you, he will toss you aside like you’re nothing. He’s worked too hard and sacrificed too much to forget why we’re here.”

The relic immediately came into your mind, but you knew it was truly just a means to an end. “To cure Anne?”

“Among other things,” Nora grinned wickedly, all teeth on display as her sharp eyes bored into yours. “I don’t care about our stupid deal– should he grow complacent in his role, I’ll end your miserable existence myself. You’ll get what’s coming to you, just you wait.”

Maybe it was because you were actively being threatened by someone you didn’t know, or maybe the three days of being unable to use your magic had finally taken a toll that even the wards couldn’t stop well enough. Whatever the reason, Isidora’s dark magic from the repository flooded your system, roaring through your veins like a screeching tempest, so violent that your limbs shook from the ferocity of it. The almost sentient power whirled through your chest, your arms, your fingertips, bludgeoning back the invisible restraints that had worked to keep you meek and non-threatening for the past seventy-two hours. It slithered throughout your body– pushing and pressing in its insistence to break free– until finally a small piece of it slipped out and struck like a snake poised to bite.

The barely there sliver of power was tiny, but it was also more than enough.

As you stood your ground and glared daggers at Nora, her fair skin paled impossibly further when she felt the dark magic seeping from you. The pathetic wards were momentarily forgotten as your magic reared its ugly, corrupted head, conveying to the witch that under no uncertain circumstances would you be an easy target. She could try to kill you, but you wouldn’t go down without a fight.

Nora yelped, jumping away from you as a deafening boom sounded from beneath your feet. The floorboards groaned and strained before a large crack appeared underfoot and spiderwebbed across the room, stopping just short of where the woman now stood a handful of feet away. You enjoyed the moment while it lasted, relishing in the strain that lifted from your shoulders as you expelled the tiny bit of the pent up magic. Then as quickly as the power had appeared, it vanished, receding back beneath your skin and falling dormant under the renewed intensity of the wards.

Nora’s eyes were wider than saucers as she stared unblinkingly at you, fear and apprehension alike overshadowing her pretty features. Your resolve hardened as you stood up straighter, a silent challenge reflected in your eyes. The look said everything words couldn’t, but you still opted to say, “Thanks for the clothes.”

The threat in your gaze registered fully, and without another word to you, Nora dropped the box she’d been holding and sped out of the room, not once looking back.

***

Everything was shaking. The ground, the columns that stretched high within the cavernous room, and even the air seemed to quake with the power Ranrok had unleashed. You threw your hands out to steady yourself, watching on in horror as an unnatural creature crafted from pure pain erupted from the repository. It looked like a dragon– moved like a dragon– but the thing barreling towards you was in fact nothing of the sort. The transformed version of Ranrok flapped its gargantuan wings before banking left and dipping down out of sight, and your gaze fell on Professor Fig, already staring at you.

He had never looked at you like that before. Saddened. Confused. Disappointed.

He’d never once believed that you would claim the repository’s power for yourself– had always trusted you to make the right decisions time and time again. Even after reminding you of Isidora’s folly and the consequences that had followed her into death, you hadn’t yielded to him.

“Isidora wasted her ability trying to save people from themselves. I will not let others dictate what I do with this– my– power,” you had said.

The crestfallen expression on Professor Fig’s face had remained up until now. Your chest hurt at the sight, but before you could apologize to him or justify your reasoning, the beast that was now Ranrok soared overhead, knocking thick slabs of rock free from the ceiling of the cavern. There was no time to react as a massive boulder whistled through the air, heading straight for the Professor.

He broke eye contact in the seconds before his demise, raising his arm above his head as though to protect himself from the inevitable. The chunk of rock landed with a booming crunch, and your stomach lurched vehemently.

No…

No, he couldn’t be–

It wasn’t right– there was no way–

You reached out, your foot lifting to move towards the place Professor Fig had just been standing, but that first step was ultimately your last. The second your boot touched down against the rocky overhang, you were weightless– falling backwards as the earth crumbled beneath you and sent you plunging down into the darkness.

Into the belly of the beast.

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Your eyes snapped open abruptly, the darkness of the night leaching into your room and imbuing you with panic. For those first ten seconds of consciousness, you thought you were still beneath Hogwarts. That is, until the sight of the canopy overhead settled your nerves.

Not for long, however.

A vicious, skull splitting headache assaulted you the moment you tried rolling over in bed, stilling your movements and pulling a pained groan from your chapped lips. Your ears were ringing, and though it was dark, your vision was blurry. Beyond the banisters of the four-poster bed, everything was hazy and out of focus. You couldn’t even read the clock on the mantle, and you gave up trying after a sharp, concentrated bolt of pain shot through your head in protest of your efforts.

Pushing yourself up slowly on shaking limbs, you became acutely aware of your own sweat-slick skin. The shirt you wore was one of the ones Nora had given you, and the soft cotton stuck to your clammy skin, chilling you to the bone and causing you to shiver uncontrollably. Moving imbued you with the overwhelming urge to vomit, bile rising up in your throat as you tried to swing your legs over the edge of the bed to make for the bathroom.

Uncoordinated as the day you were born, your legs gave out the second you tried standing, and you collapsed to the floor in a trembling, sweaty heap as your bed-mussed hair fell into your face. Despite the struggle that came with trying to see further than two feet in front of you, when you turned your head to the side to glance out the windows, you could make out the distinct sight of your reflection in the glass, the red sparks that crackled across your skin telling you everything you needed to know.

The repository magic was begging– no, demanding to be let loose.

It had been too long since you’d used it fully, the power taking on something of a snowball effect as it accumulated more and more until it was straining painfully from within. You had to get out– as far from the wards as physically possible. You didn’t have your wand, so there would be no way to channel your abilities precisely, but at the very least you could let the overload of dark magic expel itself however it saw fit. The alternative was a very painful death that you weren’t too keen on experiencing.

Forcing yourself up onto your unsteady legs, you stumbled to the bedroom door and shouldered it open, dragging your feet to the staircase before practically sliding down the steps on your bottom. The dull throb in your tailbone was nothing compared to the intense pain that wracked the rest of your body. Using the wall for support, you shuffled into the dining room, noting through your crippling headache that none of the doors were being guarded this late at night. Either Sebastian had taken more people with him to London or the Ashwinders in the house had grown complacent after three days of hardly seeing you. Regardless, you weren’t complaining in the slightest as you dragged yourself to one of the sets of doors you had yet to go through.

Locked.

Dammit.

With effort, you turned and made your way to the other side of the dining room, virtually falling against the handle before you tried twisting the knob. That one was locked too, and a half-sob slipped from your lips as panic started to sink in. The jagged, red bolts that pulsated against your skin were coming in faster waves now, silently urging you to move quicker before it was too late. Your only other option in the room was the door to the garden, but you already knew there was no way out that way. Still, it was your best bet.

You didn’t know if the gods were being merciful or cruel when the garden door opened. It was just your luck to find an unlocked exit that offered no clear cut way off of the property.

Pointlessly, your hands shoved against the cobblestone wall closest to you, as if that would get you anywhere. Dizziness met you when you craned your neck back to stare up at the top of the stone barrier before you, the wards seemingly sensing the growing magic within you and working even harder to stifle it. You felt like you were suffocating. With as much effort as you could muster, you dug your fingers into the divots of the wall and hoisted yourself up a few inches, then jammed your foot into whatever space you could find below to push yourself up higher.

Another wave of pain rippled through you and caused you to cry out as your limbs spasmed, and you fell pathetically back against the grass with your knees folded under you as your fingers twitched uselessly. Your palms stung where they had scraped against the rough stone of the wall, but it was a far cry from the torment Isidora’s magic inflicted upon you.

“I knew it was only a matter of time before you would try clawing your way out of here,” came a vaguely familiar voice, but you didn’t have the strength to turn around and face whoever it was. With a heavy thud, your head tipped forward to rest against the cool cobblestone, and through the insistent waves of agony that gripped you, you heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Your head lolled weakly to the side, allowing you to catch a glimpse of the red headed Ashwinder you hadn’t set eyes on since your first day in the house.

What was his name again? Sebastian had said it to you once. James? John? Something with a ‘J’. His gray eyes were narrowed, his maskless face donning an expression of obvious suspicion as he gauged your pitiful state against the ground, and you dimly noted the fading bruise from the candelabra you’d thrown at him still decorated his forehead. Another surge of the repository’s power rolled through you suddenly, and you clenched your molars together hard in a bid to fend off the piteous moan that threatened to spill from your scratchy throat.

The Ashwinder couldn’t conceal the blatant horror that spread across his face as he watched the dark magic crackle over your skin, and he drew in a sharp breath before taking a tentative step back. “What the fuck is happening?”

It hurt to force the words out, but you beat back the raw, irritating pain that came with speaking to convey the direness of the situation. “Out. I have to get out.”

“Out where!? You’re fucking glowing– what– shit, what’s going on?”

Great, he was panicking. This was exactly what you didn’t need. “Take me outside,” you growled, the words almost breathless as they left you. “No wards– or else I’m pretty sure I’ll level the house to the ground and you with it.”

“I– what? If this is your idea of threatening me, you’re–”

“It’s not a threat!” you barked, your fear clearer than glass in that moment. “It’s a promise, I can’t–” another wave coursed through you, and you whimpered before curling in on yourself even more. “I can’t control it,” you whispered.

To his credit, the man seemed to genuinely consider your request instead of outright refusing– though it probably had more to do with the unmistakable aura of dark magic that emanated from you.

“If you escape outside the wards, I’m done for. How do I know you won’t just apparate away the second you’re free?”

You wanted to tell him that he didn’t know– that he would just have to trust you. But the power pushing against your skin intensified in that instant, and you doubled over against the grass as a loud, grating cry tore from your lips. It wouldn’t be long now.

“Fuck– fuck!” he yelled, raking his hands through his already messy hair as he stared down at you incredulously. “You better not make me regret this.”

The Ashwinder closed the distance between you both and grabbed you by the arm, hoisting you upright despite your mewls of pain before looping your arm around his neck. He supported the majority of your weight as he half-dragged you through the dining room towards one of the previously locked doors before charming it open. As the two of you made your way down the hallway, he shuddered against you from the palpable force of the dark magic that radiated from your near-boneless body, and the next thing you knew, you were outside again– only this time in the front of the house.

As he stumbled towards the end of the gravel path that led towards a set of iron gates, the wards grew fainter, and more of the repository’s power started to slip free from its shackles. The red head glanced sideways at you, picking up his pace the best he could before muttering under his breath, “Sebastian is going to kill me.”

Sebastian would be the least of his concerns if he didn’t speed things along.

Finally, the two of you crossed the threshold of the gates, and the telltale weight of the wards lifted completely from your shoulders. With your last remaining bit of strength, you wrenched your arm free from the Ashwinder and collapsed to the ground, crawling an additional few feet away from him as the magic erupted from you with the force of a steam train.

You were certain your screams could be heard from miles away as all of the pain held within Isidora’s stored magic ripped from you. It was unlike anything you had ever experienced before; it felt like your skin was being peeled away, and like your nails were being pried off. Like your bones were being broken, mended, then broken all over again. The emotional pain that came with all of it was just as bad. The kind of hurt that went hand in hand with mourning, fear, anger, and countless other emotions overwhelmed your fried brain and left you crying in earnest. The Cruciatus curse Sebastian had cast on you all those years ago couldn’t amount to a fraction of what a repository full of hoarded pain was doing to you.

It felt like an eternity had passed by the time your screams dwindled into muffled sobs and you were left twitching against the dirt. Despite your silent pleading to the gods to let you pass out in the throes of agony, you’d remained awake for every torturous second, and by now you desperately wanted to lose consciousness. The dark nothingness that sleep offered looked like a blessing next to the lingering feeling of the dark magic pulsating through you.

You heard the Ashwinder say something from somewhere near the gate, then another voice responded in turn– rough, stern, and familiar– before a pair of solid arms were scooping you off of the ground. The weight of your eyelids was too much to fight, and your head lolled listlessly against a firm chest as you lay in a boneless heap against the warm body that carried you. It was all too easy for your mind to finally slip away as the sound of a door closing reached your ears, and then that blissful nothingness you had craved an eternity ago was there to greet you.

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yanai-bigi · 2 months

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I couldn't get this crossover out of my head, thus, ladies and gentlemen, let me present you Nami and Sanji on a poster as Mia and Sebastian from La La Land. My mind is at peace now.

#sanami #sannami #one piece #sana #sanji x nami #sanjixnami #shipping #digital art #la la land #mia and sebastian

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littlefireaidan · 10 months

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#la la land #sebastian wilder #mia dolan #seb x mia

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mamaspeckles · 2 months

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VENMADS x la la land ending

I cannot tell you how much I love the la la land movie.. everything about it is so beautiful. Absolute masterpiece!

(TAGS ARE RELEVANT)

☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡☆彡

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narryamor · 1 year

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#i mean honestly #i still can't believe this is real #my divorced parents #haylor #haylor reunion #grammys #taylor swift and harry styles #harry styles #taylor swift #harry styles and taylor swift #we never go out of style #the rest of the world was black and white but we were in screaming colour #la la land #emma stone #ryan gosling #sebastian wilder #mia dolan #seb x mia

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mockscreens · 5 months

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please like/reblog if you save!

more lockscreens here!

#la la land #lockscreens #wallpapers #mia dolan #sebastian wilder #mia x seb #emma stone #ryan gosling

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alsopartgekkos · 1 year

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😲😏😈 seems i’ve met a kindred spirit

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #hogwarts legacy #nvidia ansel #the way he looking #the dialoge and his face absolutely illegal #mamma mia #boye chill

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astonmartinii · 4 months

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if you need me, let me know, gonna be around [mamma mia part seven] | formula one social media au

drivers: sebastian vettel, fernando alonso & fernando alonso

flo has finally given y/n the experience of motherhood, but she’ll never forget about her overgrown kids

MAMMA MIA MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST | TIP JAR

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yourusername: venturing out from christmas hibernation and adding to the already overflowing collection of teddies. oh, and getting pics like that of jens while he's out "having a job"

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user1: i am a simple woman, i see dilf jenson, i lose all sense of reality

user2: gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

jensonbutton: oh wow who is that handsome specimen on the last slide?

sebastianvettel: the man who carelessly abandoned his family !!!

fernandoalo_oficial: a man who couldn't handle that i was the best driver in the family

jensonbutton: what ???

sebastianvettel: i'm sorry... is that the ghost of the man we once knew

jensonbutton: i'm not dead

fernandoalo_oficial: to me you are

yourusername: okay guys ... the bit is up !! we do miss you jense but we're happy you're happy :)

sebastianvettel: sure.... well at least you won't try and worm your way into the crochet club

fernandoalo_oficial: as long as you still come to some of my races :)

user3: glad to see parenthood has not changed these fools

charles_leclerc: why do my selfies never make the instagram :(

yourusername: charlie, if i posted every time you sent me a picture of you crying that's all my instagram would be

charles_leclerc: but ........ i thought i was your favourite

yourusername: you know i don't have a favourite

charles_leclerc: sure if that's what you want to tell yourself

maxverstappen1: we all know you say that to not hurt charlie's feelings because i'm your favourite

fernandoalo_oficial: you people are so dramatic

maxverstappen1: says you old man, i can scroll up you know

sebastianvettel: well you're all second to flo

charles_leclerc: she's disqualified from this competition, she's your actual child you have to say she's your favourite

jensonbutton: it's more who annoys us the least

user4: 2024 and nothing has changed here

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sebastianvettel: love being miles away, missing my baby and getting a running commentary of how my "grid kids" are terrorising y/n

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user7: seb is on a mission to pick up every dad hobby ever. first beekeeping and now sailing

user8: don't forget the gardening and the crochet

user9: he's collecting the infinity stones of dilfism

yourusername: a full eight hours of sleep looks so good on you

sebastianvettel: so i don't look good all the time 🤨

yourusername: of course you do handsome. me and flo miss you :((

sebastianvettel: don't say that i miss you all so much

fernandoalo_oficial: maybe that's your sign to come home?

jensonbutton: yeah i think you should listen to the universe seb, you like all that crystal and salt of the earth stuff

yourusername: sebbbbbbbbb :(((((

sebastianvettel: STOP

user10: they are so precious to me

yourusername: no but seriously if i have to teach another grid kid how to iron i might lose my mind

charles_leclerc: ummmmm stop blasting me on main?

yourusername: learn to iron then

sebastianvettel: you still don't know how to iron? i thought i taught you in 2019?

charles_leclerc: clearly not well enough !! and y/n please name and shame the others so i'm not alone

yourusername: @landonorris @logansargeant sorry

landonorris: WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU Y/N? I CALLED YOU IN CONFIDENCE

logansargeant: i don't have any excuse, thank you for the lesson y/n :)

jensonbutton: at least one of our kids is well mannered

charles_leclerc: i am well mannered, sorry i love my grid mum and her kid. i do semi-know how to iron but needed an excuse to see flo :(

user11: free my girl from these incompetent men

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mickschumacher: thanks nurse y/n and nurse flo for helping me - sorry about your mug

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user12: the plaster :((((((((

jensonbutton: IT WAS YOU WHO BROKE MY I <3 NASCAR DILFS MUG

mickschumacher: sorry !

jensonbutton: nuh uh mister @sebastianvettel sort your kid out

sebastianvettel: mick said he was sorry jenson, leave him be

jensonbutton: but when lando put the rubbish in the wrong recycling he had to go litter picking with you I WANT A NEW MUG

yourusername: you guys know they aren't actually your kids, you can't put them in time out

yourusername: you can barely put your own child in time out

fernandoalo_oficial: she's too cute i don't want to make her cry

landonorris: but it's fine to make me cry?

fernandoalo_oficial: yes. in fact, it's quite fun

landonorris: Y/N!!!!

yourusername: okay, babies let's all put the phones down for this evening.

user13: nooooo y/n please i could watch these idiots argue all day

yourusername: the main thing is that your finger is all okay and that you got a cute plaster out of it

mickschumacher: i very much love my lil cat finger

yourusername: so does flo, i think you might be stuck doing puppet shows for the forseeable future

mickschumacher: anything for miss flo

user14: mamma mia family dynamics you are everything to me

fernandoalo_oficial: why did mick get a kitty plaster and i got told to do it myself :(

yourusername: because you're a grown man and you injured yourself by tripping with darts in your hands

fernandoalo_oficial: mick is a grown man - HE CAN VOTE just because he needs seb's help with the paperwork does not change that

mickschumacher: you said yourself they are confusing !!

sebastianvettel: ignore him mick

fernandoalo_oficial: booooooooo

user15: i know these men provide the best entertainment for flo even if she doesn't understand a word they're saying

yourusername: she finds them very entertaining which then starts a competition to who can make her laugh the most

yourusername

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yourusername: sometimes even my most competent grid kid needs some help, happy anniversary alex and lily x

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user16: UGH this is so cute

alexalbon: grid mum or emotional support retail assistant?

lilymunhe: so how much of the heartfelt gift was really you

alexalbon: 90% !!! i swear

yourusername: it was all alex he just needed the support (idk he said that jewellery shops are stressful)

alexalbon: they are !! i don't know how big fingers are :(

lilymunhe: thank you y/n wouldn't want the 27 year old man to get lost at the mall

yourusername: no worries, i somehow gained at least 15 extra children along with flo, i just go with it. he's less hassle than charles and max

charles_leclerc: rude.

maxverstappen1: gasp!

user17: i love how much y/n has really embraced the grid mum life

user18: i don't think she had much choice 😭

user19: the way she's like "oh i'll help you all with anything you need" and takes flo on all of these side missions and the guys just leave them to die 😭

user20: they're such dad's who don't want the cat but end up attached but don't want to show it

jensonbutton: wait which one of us claim alex? is it me? why was i not invited?

alexalbon: ur my williams dad :) and i think this trip needed a woman's touch (and flo's touch obvs)

jensonbutton: rude i give great gifts

fernandoalo_oficial: considering he's one of the least feral and has lily, i want to claim alex

sebastianvettel: i have too many kids you guys can have alex

alexalbon: sebastian! did our gardening afternoons mean nothing ?

lilymunhe: we'll take it nando

sebastianvettel: did you or did you not just make it a competition with george to see who could plant potatoes the fastest and then make a mess of my vegetable garden

georgerussell63: GUILTY

yourusername: soz but you all have to claim all of them, my rules now

user21: y/n and flo going to rule that house with an iron fist

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fernandoalo_oficial: glad to be back on the podium, but even more proud to call you my grid kid. we all love you, especially flo :)

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user24: THEY HAVE MATCHING MIFFY PLUSHIES

user25: miffy is dutch so that might be why max got them matching ones :)

yourusername: and flo is surgically attached to her miffy (she has named her maxi, even if she can barely say it)

maxverstappen1: you are one of my heroes and it was a pleasure to share the podium with you. there's no one else in the world i'd love to dedicate my podium to than lil mia x

fernandoalo_oficial: you've got me crying again

maxverstappen1: get it all out old man

fernandoalo_oficial: already back to the old man 🤨 i guess i'll take the nice messages while i can

user26: nando getting all mushy is so cute i can't believe this is where we are

charles_leclerc: let it be known that if i had a car fast enough i would also dedicate a win to flo, but for now she'll have to settle for a song

fernandoalo_oficial: is silvia going to kill you? because seb and y/n might kill me if they get your ass over this

charles_leclerc: but it's true, no?

fernandoalo_oficial: you will not trick me into slandering my old team charlie

maxverstappen1: LOL YOU SNOOZE YOU LOSE

charles_leclerc: YOU KNEW THAT WAS MY IDEA THIEF

sebastianvettel: charles why am i getting a call from silvia?

maxverstappen1: LOL

charles_leclerc: brb just going to lourdes

jensonbutton: lol way to get outshined by your kid

fernandoalo_oficial: at least i was in the position to be outshined by my kid

jensonbutton: ERGH you know you can't bring that up

fernandoalo_oficial: you said that you couldn't wait to get away from us

jensonbutton: oop.

yourusername: my wonderful boys!

maxverstappen1: :D

fernandoalo_oficial: i love you both :)

maxverstappen1: awww thanks nando

fernandoalo_oficial: i meant y/n and flo but sure love you too buddy

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yourusername: maxy, this means more than you could know, flo very much enjoyed watching 'blu' go fast :)

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user27: is this family going to make me cry? maybe.

user28: side note, how many animal onesies does flo have they're so cute

user29: she's like a lil teddy bear

maxverstappen1: glad to have officially won the title of flo's favourite brother

charles_leclerc: NOT SO FAST MISTER

maxverstappen1: maybe if you were faster you would've dedicated a win to flo :P

charles_leclerc: LOW BLOW

danielricciardo: don't even get me started on the daniel ricciardo erasure

maxverstappen1: shush daniel let the problem children talk

charles_leclerc: yeah daniel, problem children only

sebastianvettel: should we intervene?

yourusername: no, i'm intrigued as to where this is going to go

jensonbutton: i for one love watching these dummies fight

fernandoalo_oficial: let me get my popcorn

maxverstappen1: are we just entertainment to you?

jensonbutton: yes!

charles_leclerc: the minute flo can talk ASK HER WHO IS HER FAVOURITE

sebastianvettel: sure?

user30: they can never ask that question, one of them might never recover

maxverstappen1: for real though, i love you guys and i love flo. i'll send nando home with the trophy as well :)

yourusername: awwww thank you maxy :) @sebastianvettel @fernandoalo_oficial @jensonbutton new shelf needed please

jensonbutton: i'll leave this one to "the woodwork king"

sebastianvettel: am i the only one who does anything in this house?

fernandoalo_oficial: you can't be called the woodwork king and not do the work

yourusername: you don't even let them help seb

sebastianvettel: UGH.

jensonbutton

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jensonbutton: day 4,000+ of losing our actual girlfriend to our overgrown kids

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user31: PICTURE OF DANNY WITH FLO ALERT ALERT

yourusername: not my fault you guys picked up so many stray cats while in the sport

jensonbutton: i only claim lando and alex, the rest are the others' faults

yourusername: i know you love it really

jensonbutton: not when the little tornadoes hit our house, eat all of our food and steal my baby

danielricciardo: whoops

jensonbutton: and terrorise my pets DANIEL

danielricciardo: they terrorise each other jenson, maybe they aren't as well trained as you thought

yourusername: oh god...

jensonbutton: HOW DARE YOU !!!! BECKETT, SALMON AND CREAM CHEESE ARE VERY WELL TRAINED AND WELL BEHAVED

user32: old men are going crazy we love to see it

sebastianvettel: are we a bed and breakfast?

yourusername: i fear so. you need to run back from whatever ocean you are in we are low on staff now jenson is back racing. flo might be cute but she's a liability in the kitchen

fernandoalo_oficial: maybe we should just kick them out

yourusername: noooo :( not my babies

fernandoalo_oficial: can we at least charge them?

maxverstappen1: you people are the most stingy millionaires i have ever met

charles_leclerc: i pay you in piano sorry

yourusername: don't listen to them boys, flo and i love having you over

user33: so like is there any way we could open the mamma mia bed and breakfast to the public

fernandoalo_oficial: why do the grid kids see our family more than us?

yourusername: come home more often then :(

fernandoalo_oficial: i'm working on it the plane is delayed :(

jensonbutton: personally i would just run home but that's just me

sebastianvettel: i would simply just walk on water

fernandoalo_oficial: shut up. see you later

yourusername: yay !!!!

fin.

note: writer's block has really been beating my ass so there's always mamma mia to get it flowing again. i'm still working on requests, hopefully they'll come along a little faster now! also - i started an instagram for my small business i am opening it's @badlydrawnf1cats, feel free to follow x

edit: mamma mia will return

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