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P1 in World History - OP81
Oscar Piastri x Historian!Reader
summary: no one understands how Oscar suddenly dropped facts after facts on the most random historical events
based on this request (by my favorite ever)
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f1 đĽ Grill the Grid: High School Edition is HERE
Watch our drivers struggle with math problems, historical dates, and chemical reactions đ
Spoiler alert: we had some surprises.
youâve finally found the view - intros pt 2
a/n: app used is twinote!
masterlist - intros pt 1 - part 1 (coming soon!)
youâve finally found the view - intros pt 1
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masterlist - intros pt 2 - part 1 (coming soon!)
youâve finally found the view - series masterlist
summary: Y/N is studying abroad in Australia so she can spend the year with her long-distance bestie, Hattie Piastri! Hattieâs worried about Y/N making friends in a country she doesnât know, so she invites her friend and roommate to one of her friendsâ weekly trivia nights, and they rest, as they say, is⌠definitely something!
a/n: this is my first smau in years and my first work for f1⌠please be nice to me 𼲠dm or send in an ask if youâd like to be added to the taglist!
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WHY DID THEY NEVER TALK ABOUT THIS THEY WANTED HER SO BAD???
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Lando Norris x Best Friend!Reader
summary: reader and Lando were best friends to their eyes only, but they were forced to face their true feelings once confronted by an uncomfortable situation
based on this lovely request
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Max Verstappen x Student!Reader
summary: Max falls in love with the cute fan who is also a double major student with a lot to teach him
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notes: i have no idea if juilliard has an english major, i also don't know how U.S colleges work, but for the sake of this smau let's pretend it does this way
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aot boys + writing their name on you
contains: armin arlert, eren jaeger, zeke jaeger, erwin smith, levi ackerman, jean kirstein x gn!reader
nicknames: darling (erwin), baby (jean)
warnings: reader and armin are implied to be in high school/college in armin's, reader and erwin are implied to be of drinking age in erwin's, mentions of drinking and reader getting drunk, kinda suggestive, reader's breasts are mentioned but never mentioned to be male or female
armin:
When your relationship is still private to just you and your friends, he loves talking about you to the people who know. âMy partnerâ this and âmy partnerâ that- he tries not to be annoying about it, but he loves that people know.
When football season rolls around, all the players are giving their spare jerseys to their partners to wear.
Armin, being the manager, doesnât have a jersey to give you, and you two are still trying to keep your relationship on the down-low until youâre more settled.
Armin pulls you into a corner on the morning of the homecoming game and pulls a sharpie out of his pocket. He grabs your hand and smiles, before writing âARLERTâ in big bold letters across the back of your hand.
He plants a kiss on your warm cheek before slipping away to his first class.
Itâs subtle enough that not many people even take notice of it, but every time you see a peek of black while youâre writing, your mind floods with images of your beaming boyfriend.
(By the end of the season, you have a varsity jacket with his name embroidered onto it. You wear it to every game.)
eren:
Eren isnât dumb- youâre hot as fuck, and he knows other people want you. He trust you with his entire heart, but still, he doesnât like the idea of people who donât know about you two looking at you like that.
So, like a completely reasonable person, after hugging you good morning, he drops to his knees in front of you and slips a hand under your shirt.
While you donât know what heâs doing at first, he looks up to you for permission when he pulls out the sharpie. When you give him a nod, he writes âJAEGERâ in small blocky lettering just below your belly button, then, with a hand on your hip, turns you around to do the same on the small of your back.
You appear the same when he pulls away from you to leave a lingering kiss on your lips, but all day, whenever you lean down to grab anything or stretch your arms above your head, anyone watching can see your boyfriendâs name scrawled on you.
zeke:
Zeke isnât jealous. He doesnât care if other people want you, and he doesnât need to show you off, because youâre his and his only, and you both know that. Heâs yours as well.
But⌠good lord, if seeing his name on you doesnât turn him on.
One night Zeke brings up the idea. At first, heâs joking, but he feels a shudder run through you from where his arm is wrapped around you, and suddenly the idea is invading his thoughts regularly.
So one night Zeke presents you with a marker and tells you his idea. After you give him permission and pull off your shirt when he asks, he takes his time kissing all over you and worshipping your chest and torso.
Eventually, you run your fingers through his hair and guide him back to the topic at hand, and he watches goosebumps rise on your stomach as he writes âZEKE JAEGERâ in his curvy letters below your breasts.
The next day, whenever Zekeâs arm is around you, his fingers run over the faked ink through your clothes, and you shudder in his arms.
It may have started as a joke, but that sharpie never leaves Zekeâs bedroom again.
erwin:
One night, before you go out drinking with all your friends, Erwin gently takes your arm at the door and grabs a sharpie off the table.
âDarling, we both know youâre a⌠friendly drunk. Iâd simply like to have some assurance that everyone knows you are taken.â
You roll up your sleeve and allow your boyfriend to scrawl âif lost return to ERWIN SMITHâ in his perfect cursive across your arm. He places a gentle kiss over the ink after he recaps the marker, and then another on your lips before he leads you out to the car.
Hange teases you about the words when you get to the bar (âwow, canât take you anywhere, huh?â), but your heart warms when youâre stumbling back to your car with your boyfriend and he finally tugs your sleeve down after a long night.
levi:
Levi isnât quite so civil about it. Heâs not incredible at expressing his feelings, but he really loves you and does his best to make sure you know it.
The first time he sees someone blatantly flirting with you after you start dating, he cuts into the conversation and drags you away as soon as he can.
Later, in private, he pushes past his own mental barriers and tells you, âI donât like seeing other people look at you like that. Only Iâm supposed to look at you like that.â
Neither of you come up with something easily to let people know youâre taken, aside from something like cheesy t-shirts (which Levi vetoes immediately).
A few days later, Levi approaches you with a sharpie and pushes your chin up. You respond easily to his hands, and sit still as he writes âLEVIâ in his sloppy lettering across your collarbone.
âPerfect,â he murmurs, running his fingers across it when he finishes.
âBaby, I love the idea, butâŚâ your neck cranes to see the letters. âYou know I can barely read that, right?â
He doesnât quite blush, but you can tell heâs nearly there. You take his hand in yours, smiling.
âHey. Itâs perfect. Itâs you, and thatâs what really matters, right?â
jean:
When you, Jean, Connie, and Sasha are hanging out, Connie dares Jean to write his name on you.
It starts as a joke, funny for everyone: Jean writes âKIRSTEINâ in thick letters on your cheek, and you both giggle, while Connie and Sasha crack up and take photos.
But later that night, after Sasha and Connie leave, Jean pulls you into his lap and kisses over his name on your cheek.
âHey baby? Do you think I could make you a Kirstein for real some day?â
You push his hair back and smile. âA bit fast for that, donât you think, Mr. Kirstein?â
He grins back and kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and thumb over the sharpie.
âSomeday,â you mumble into the kiss, and he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.
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FUCK this post and happy birthday sonic
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this has almost 11 million notes what is this
Iâve never seen this post once in 10 years on this site
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Iâve never even heard of this before tho??? Wtf??????????
oh my god, I didnât think there were any surviving versions of this post left
For those who werenât around in the Deep Lore times, this is one of the relics of the editable post era. This post has THE SINGLE HIGHEST NOTES of ANY post on this site, bar none, but with more than a dozen variations. Every single post youâve ever seen with more than 3 million notes has been a different version of this one.
This is the âDeanâs Gym Shortsâ post. This is the Flubber post. This is the original âReblog if you support gay peopleâ post. it was ALL of them. before half the site got nuked, it had even more notes than it has now - at one point, well over 15 million, and that was years ago.
This, with no exaggeration, is the ONE TRUE heritage post
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a winter with the hydro sovereign
neuvillette x gender neutral reader, christmas fluff!! christianity doesnât exist in genshin itâs referred to as winter festival? but itâs not super specific lol
for my beloved @lehguru !!! merry christmas love you deserve a nice day even if itâs just in the little ways <3 i hope you enjoy!!
warnings: none! just fluffy:) a little over 200 words!
Neuvillette doesnât have a good track record with holidays. With how busy his job is, he forgets holidays more often than not, but when he does remember, itâs with bitterness in his heart. After all, he hasnât had anyone to spend them with in many years.
So, when he arrives home to find you on the sofa with a wrapped gift in your hands, he wracks his brain until he remembers itâs the day of the winter festival.
The dragon carefully removed his outerwear before joining you on the couch.
âMy love,â he greets you, kissing your cheek as he does, âI must admit⌠I did not recall that the festival was approaching.â
âNeuvi, youâre so busy,â you say in a comforting voice, setting aside the gift you got for him and pulling him into your arms. âI expected you wouldnât have time to get me anything, and I donât need anything. I have you, donât I?â
Neuvilette gives you a small smile, pulling you closer by your waist and planting a kiss on your lips gently. âMy dear, you are truly everything I could ever need.â
You smile and press your lips to his again. He grabs your thighs firmly as he stands, making you yelp as youâre lifted off the couch. His long strides take you both to his bedroom as his lips work down your neck, leaving the carefully wrapped books you bought him laying on the table.
a blessing, a curse
tw: hurt no comfort, death, mentions of cannibalism (itâs aot yall), slight age gap (reader is 3 years younger)
a/n: mostly canon compliant but like i canât be assed to make sure itâs 100%, jaw!porco x warrior candidate!reader, i have decided that people is marley are adults (aka can marry and move out) at 16 :P
summary: At 14, you meet the love of your life. At 15, you fall for him. At 16, it all comes crashing down.
You donât talk about it.
Two weeks after you started dating, Porco brushed your hair out of your face when he thought you were asleep and whispered, âIâd die for you.â
And he would.
As the top candidate to inherit the jaw titan, it wasnât surprising that Porco had introduced himself. You were around his age, 14 while he was 17. It wasnât common for warrior candidates to be so old when they inherited, but not unheard of- Zekeâd been 16 when heâd inherited the beast, and he was one of their strongest still, and Colt was set to inherit the beast at 17. It would still be years until you took up the jaws, if everything went to plan- Porco should still have eleven years, if all went well, but Marley didnât want to give up such a talented candidate as you just because you wouldnât be quite as young as the rest of the candidates.
When Porco first introduced himself as the jaw, you already knew who he was. Your class of warrior candidates had only been a few years after his, and youâd seen him hanging around the base, waiting five years for news of his brother who would never come back. An older soldier had taken pity on you and explained he was the younger brother of the current jaw (although neither of you knew that Marcel was no longer the jaw at the time), and he stuck around as a candidate.
Neither of you said that he was kept around because Marley needed someone they had leverage over to inherit the founding.
Youâd never spoken to Porco, though, when he introduced himself. It had been two years since the warriors sent to the island returned, and heâd adjusted well to the news that his brother was dead and he was the new jaw over the last few years. Youâd just been named his official successor.
âHey, kid. Iâm Porco, and I guess we should get to know each other- seeing as youâre set to eat me someday, you know.â
You laughed and introduced yourself too. Consuming Porco and inheriting the jaws was still a blessing then, a privilege to serve Marley and prove that you were a good Eldian.
Not anymore.
Not many months later Porco finally asked you out. Pieck had been teasing him about his obvious crush whenever you werenât around for months, and heâd gotten tired of it, deciding to just let you reject him and get it over with.
He didnât expect you to grin at him and loop an arm around his shoulders.
âTook you long enough, Pock! How about coffee?â
At 15, you fell in love. At 15, Porco promised you he would die for you. And at 15, you knew that being the one to fulfill that promise was no blessing at all.
You would always talk like you had forever. Endless conversations of âsomedayâ- someday youâd move in together, get married. Someday heâd retire- you almost laughed out loud the first time he said that- and youâd follow, and youâd run off to the countryside and Marley wouldnât follow you.
Porco knew he couldnât fulfill every promise he made to you, but on your sixteenth birthday, he gave you a key with a tiny bow wrapped around it, and asked you to move in with him. Within a week, you were moved into his apartment, spending every night in the same bed and every morning making breakfast together. Most of the time Porco was deployed you would be too, but during the occasional solo mission or titan-only operation, you would spend nights cuddled up with his pillow, reminding yourself that your boyfriend is smart and strong and would never let himself die without you.
When Liberio was attacked, Zeke turned traitor, and all the rest of the warrior candidates were killed or missing, you were reminded just how dangerous your job was. Youâd signed up for this- you could die at any time, and youâd agreed to that, so why was it hitting you so hard now?
Maybe it was watching the love of your life be forced to crush a human between his jaws, watching a devil squeeze down on his head until his powerful mouth snapped shut and sealed the war hammerâs fate. Maybe it was the lifeless bodies of Udo and Zofia and countless other soldiers snuffed out. Maybe it was the way Porco trembled in your arms, telling you about listening to fighting from the bottom of a pit, helpless to do more than hear his comrades die.
You spent hours that night just holding your boyfriend, rubbing his back gently and mumbling, âshhh, itâs alright, Pock, youâre here now. Youâre here, with me, everythingâs okay.â
Minutes from the break of dawn, Porco confessed to you that feeling the floor let out under him had made him think of his brother. Heâd sat at the bottom of the pit, remembering his brotherâs memories of a moment of weightlessness being lifted to the mouth of a titan, seconds before his death.
When Porco finally fell into a fitful sleep, you called in to inform your superiors that you and Porco wouldnât be attending training that day. They didnât ask for elaboration.
Not long after, when the warriors were deployed to retake the founder once again, Porco sat next to you on the aircraft, letting you huddle into his side and whispering sweet nothings against your forehead.
âListen, honey,â he tilted your head up to look in his eyes. âThis is gonna be a tough mission. So, I wanted to make this special, but more than anything I wanna do it.â
He pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it, letting your hand wrap around his around the box. Inside was a simple ring, a golden band with one small diamond inlaid into it.
Tears were streaming from your eyes, soaking into Porcoâs shirt where your chin rested against it. âPock, you dick,â you whined, pressing your forehead to his cheek. âDonât act like youâre leaving me. Youâre gonna be okay.â
Even as you murmured gentle affirmations to the both of you, you tugged the ring out of the box and let Porco gently guide it onto your ring finger.
Two long weeks you spent staking out with the rest of the soldiers while Porco and Pieck infiltrated the military. Your days were spent preparing weapons and plans, and your nights were spent huddled together with Reiner and Colt, all trying to catch sleep while you could instead of worrying over your people in the walls.
The attack was a blur, but it went something like this: you, Colt, and Reiner shared a final hug before you boarded the aircrafts, you dropped out and deployed your parachute, you watched Reiner transform and attack the holder of the founder, your eyes caught Porco, in titan form, go barreling into the battle. After that, when you landed and started shooting, minutes and hours started to blend together. The amount of smoke and dust in the air meant you couldnât get your eyes on Porco, which was probably for the best- you both needed to focus.
What you do remember clearly was the lightning. Hundreds of flashes across the city, some frighteningly close to you, and then hundreds of titans rising up. Marleyan soldiers dying all around you, as you sprinted across the rooftops, focusing completely on not being caught in a titanâs grip.
You registered the walls falling and releasing the titans like a faint ringing in your head- clearly something wrong, but not even close to your main concern.
Dead and dying soldiers littered the rooftops, and at one horrifying point, a mutilated and bloodied soldierâs hand caught your ankle, tripping you on the shingles.
âHelp-â the soldier managed to choke out before your free foot kicked him away. No remorse filled your mind as you scrambled up and kept running.
The ring felt like a thousand pounds. Porco was okay. He had to be. You wouldnât consider another option.
After what felt like an eternity of running and dodging titans, an Eldian soldier flew by, and you seized the chance.
âHelp! Help me!â You yelled out, waving your arms. Devil or not, nothing mattered right now except survival. You would live to see Porco another day, if it was the last thing you did.
The soldier dropped onto the rooftop several paces away from you.
âMarleyan,â he spat, clearly not pleased that youâd survived the titan attack.
âPlease, I mean you no harm! I am a subject of Ymir within the Marleyan military- all I want is to survive and find my fiancĂŠe!â
The soldierâs face softened, and he held out an arm slowly. âI can take you to the large building up there. Other survivors have gathered there, and most of the titans have been killed. I canât guarantee your safety upon arrival.â
âIâll take it,â you replied easily, moving closer to the solider slowly until he turned and let you clamber onto his back. With his mobility gear he started taking the both of you towards the building, and your eyes were drawn down the trail of wreckage of a titan fight. Your eyes snagged on a quickly evaporating jaw titan skeleton, and you forced yourself to look forward. Heâd survived. He had to. Porco was smart and strong. He had to survive.
The soldier brought you to the building before flying off again, and you started searching through the hallways. If you could find Porco, or even Pieck, everything would be okay-
You pushed open a door and the group of people inside startled and looked at you.
â⌠Gabi?â
The young girl gasped and ran at you, jumping and nearly tackling you with an embrace. You held her up as she choked out tearless sobs.
No more than a minute later, she pulled herself back from you and started bumbling.
âHe- heâs gone, they took him, they took Falco- I donât- I donât know what to do!â
âGabi.â You set your hands on her shoulders and waited for her to look you in the eyes. âWhat happened?â
Gabi took a few steadying breaths and whimpered, âIâm sorry. I- Falco accidentally drank Zekeâs spinal fluid, and when the titans turned, he- he became one! And Colt was holding on to him and heâs gone- and he went after Reiner, he tried to take the armor, butâŚâ She trailed off and her eyes dropped to the floor. âPorco had taken a hit, and his real body was badly hurt, and he⌠he made Falco eat him instead.â Gabiâs breath hitched, but you barely heard it.
There was a ringing in your ears that you could only hear a little past. Porco was gone. He hadnât lost, but heâd ensured the jaws lived on- by sacrificing himself.
If nothing else, it was definitely a Porco way to go out- stubborn until the end.
You shook your head, blinking the fuzziness out of your eyes and forcing yourself to refocus.
âGo, Gabi. Get Falco back. If anyone but me has to inherit the jaws, he was the best candidate. Heâs strong and smart, and he deserves to live, and I know you know that too. So go bring him back for us, okay?â
âHe said he was in love with me,â Gabi mumbled as the other people in the room spurred back into motion, clearly preparing to set out in pursuit of Falco and whoever had taken him.
You chuckled wetly, holding back tears of your own. âWell, I suppose he had to say it eventually. For what itâs worth, the rest of us knew.â
Gabi flushed and shoved you lightly. âOf course you did.â
Within minutes, Gabi and one of the Eldian soldiers set off on horseback. The rest of the Eldian soldiers gave you a wide berth, sensing you were upset.
You found yourself a small empty corner with a window. Gazing at the thousands of titans passing outside, you let your mind wander back to the new information you had.
Porco was dead. It felt fake, like the kind of thing youâd have nightmares about. In fact, youâd had almost this exact nightmare several times over the past two weeks. Porco was dead and gone. Heâd promised you that heâd die for you, and youâd always thought the worst thing in the world was that youâd have to eat him, watch him die at your own hands. Now you knew it could be much worse. Porco had died away from you. You hadnât so much as touched him in two weeks, and now, with his body somewhere in Falcoâs digestion, youâd never get to again.
There wouldnât even be a body to bury. The ring on your finger was the only thing left of your fiancĂŠe. He couldâve been so much more- he couldâve been your husband, your soulmate, your forever, and instead he was gone.
The tears youâd been holding back finally spilled over your cheeks as you hugged your knees.
At fourteen, youâd met your soulmate. At fifteen, you fell in love with him. And at sixteen, you lost him forever.
Thousands of killing machines passed by the window, making straight for your home in Marley. But it didnât matter. Everything that had truly mattered to you was now gone forever.
kinktober day 2: roleplay
pairing: wriothesley x gn!reader
warnings: roleplay, consensual dubcon, power play, wrio calls reader âfilthyâ a few times
a/n: can you tell i am down bad for him (i pumped this out in half an hour)

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kinktober day 1- pegging
a/n: i literally never write smut pls bear with me
pairing: jeankasa
piercings & polyamory
a/n: i know this is totally out of my usual niche but when inspiration hits after literal months you gotta take advantage of it yk yk
content: nico di angelo x will solace x reader, they/them reader, reader is a hermes kid
warnings: vague description of a home done piercing, piercer knows what theyâre doing but is not licensed
- nico di angelo is as close to a professional piercer that camp has.
- nico himself is covered in piercings- it seems every body part of his that can be is covered in black and silver, and tiny accents of gold.
- you are, by far, nicoâs favorite âcustomer.â
- he always loves piercing will, but thereâs something about the way you wring your hands while he marks out the piercing, something about the way his sheets bunch up in your fists when he pushes the needle through.
- nico gives you five piercings over the course of two years.
- will sits in for number four- itâs not uncommon for him to hang around the hades cabin.
- after itâs done, after nico carefully slides the jewelry into your lip and you grab his hands and thank him profusely, after you press a few drachmas into his hands despite his insistence that he doesnât charge and close the door behind you, will rounds on nico immediately.
- âyou like them!â
- nico knew that, of course, he wasnât that emotionally unaware.
- however, whenever he imagined his boyfriend finding out about the secret he thought heâd hid so well, heâd never imagined the joy currently in willâs voice.
- nico met his boyfriendâs eyes slowly.
- âis that⌠okay?â
- will looked surprised for a second before sitting down next to nico.
- âneeks- did we- did we never have this conversation? wait, ok- nico,â will grabbed both of nicoâs hands in his. âhi. iâm your boyfriend. iâm polyamorous. do you have something to tell me?â
âââ
- while you were showing off your new nico-piercing to your cabinmates, the door to the hermes cabin banged open.
- will solace entered, calling your name, and your cabinmates (the traitors) laughed and pushed you towards him.
- your heart sped up- youâd been nervous about will sitting in on the piercing, because you always felt like your suppressed crush on the son of hades was so much clearer when you were sat in his bed, pliable underneath his hands.
- it was in the same way that your feelings for will felt like they were being dragged out of your chest and right onto your face when he softly sings to you in the infirmary after youâre injured.
- will led you to an abandoned corner of the yard, where nico stood waiting for both of you.
- nico started talking as soon as you came to a standstill, not giving you a chance to get a word in.
- âok, i donât wanna give you the wrong impression. you donât have to answer right now, and if you say no, it doesnât change anything, iâll keep piercing you just like anyone else, but-â nico gently grabbed willâs hand. âi like you. like, romantically. and will likes you too, also romantically. and we wanna know if⌠youâd go out with us?â
- will just nodded along, letting nico dominate the conversation.
- that⌠hadnât been what you were expecting.
- it wasnât like the possibility of polyamory with the two had never crossed your mind - it had crossed your mind a lot - but only ever as a fantasy! you had never expected it to become an actual possibility.
- but you werenât gonna let such a good opportunity pass you by- âyeah! of- of course iâd want that!â
- willâs face broke into a grin, and nico had a small smile.
- âcool,â nico muttered, pink slowly creeping up his cheeks.
- will chuckled and grabbed your hand with his free one. âyeah, cool! now, how about dinner? the three of us?â