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Welcome to the Mini Summer F1 Virtues Verse/Omegaverse Fan Content Event!
(Yes I know, the name is a mouthful.)
This is a chill, low pressure mini event that is centered around any fan content (art, fic, photo edits, any creative fanwork) about F1 Omegaverse RPF, including Virtues Verse spin-off content!
It runs until the 15th of July.
How do I partake?
To partake, you can upload your work to the ao3 collection, and/or on tumblr, using the hashtag #vv!event.
What kind of content is allowed?
- Any F1 RPF content centered around the Omegaverse trope
- Any spin-offs and contents of my Virtues Verse fic series is allowed (but will not be integrated into the canon 'verse).
- Any rpf driver, pairing, kink and any take on a/b/o
- Any kind of fan content: fics, art, music, photo edits, mood boards, anything you can think of as long as it is creative fan work!
- any length of fic
- you can use the prompt list supplied at the bottom of this post for inspo, or come up with your own ideas!
What is the time limit?
The mini event will run until the 15th of July.
What are the rules?
Check out the rules here.
What if I have more questions?
Please send me an ask or a DM. ☺
Event prompt list
The event is still running until the 22nd of July if you want to participate <3
VV!Nico/Lewis, early days//fluff//light smut
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„This doesn’t mean anything,“ Nico says in between kisses, his voice breathless. „Nothing.“ Hands pushing against Lewis’ shoulders.
„Hmm,“ Lewis replies and pulls Nico down on top of him. He can still feel the beat of the music and the sweat from dancing on his skin.
Nico pulls off his own top, rhinestones clinking against Lewis’ floor when it lands there like an afterthought. Lewis takes a second to take in the sight: Nico’s soft, creamy skin, the pebbled rosy nipples, the dip of his breastbone, the curve of his waist. He fits his hands against it from either side, running them up and down, thumbs pushing into the soft flesh there.
„Stop staring.“ Nico bats away his hand. „Fuck me instead.“
The tops of his cheekbones are red, so red that Lewis can see it in the dim light.
He sits up, almost toppling Nico over, and pulls off his own t-shirt, carelessly discarding it next to Nico’s. Nico sits back in the meantime, watching him with lidded eyes. His shorts leave little to the imagination, but Lewis can’t wait to see what lies beneath.
Their combined scents fill the air, tangling and mixing. He can tell Nico is on suppressants, and it makes Lewis run half-wild, not knowing what he really smells like.
Just for the effect, he stands up from the bed, stretching languidly, before he unbuckles his belt and undoes the button of his pants.
Nico’s eyes are glued to Lewis’ crotch, and seeing his eyes widen is pure satisfaction.
„What did you say? Six figures, sixpack, six inches?“ Lewis smirks, stepping out of his trousers.
Nico tears his eyes away from Lewis’ dick only to roll them at him. „Don’t flatter yourself too much.“
But Lewis can see the hunger in his eyes.
He climbs onto the bed with Nico, and as he’s kneeling there and Nico looks up at him, something real flickers over Nico’s face; just for a second, but it’s soft, vulnerable, and beautiful.
It stops Lewis dead in his tracks, hands halting before they reach the waistband of Nico’s shorts.
„What?“ Of course Nico notices, and the walls behind his eyes go right back up, like he’s waiting for Lewis to reject him now, or to do something he won’t enjoy.
Lewis reaches out instead, pushing a loose strand of hair behind Nico’s ear. „You’re beautiful,“ he says, meaning it. „You’ve always been the most beautiful.“
„Stop,“ Nico whispers, but there is a waver in his voice, akin to the one in his eyes earlier.
„Do you want this?“ Lewis asks, his voice a whisper.
„Of course,“ Nico says way too fast, grabbing Lewis’ wrist, „What makes you think I don’t? Besides, you’re already…“ He gestures between them at Lewis’ dick, „Would be cruel to just… leave you hanging now.“
„No,“ Lewis simply says, „I’ll be fine.“
Nico says nothing for a long moment. He’s not looking at Lewis. His hand is still wrapped around Lewis’ wrist.
„But not enough?“ Nico cuts him off with an acidic note in his voice, ready to squirm out of his arms.
„…not like this,“ Lewis calmly finishes his sentence, „Not… half-drunk, two days after you and Jenson broke up. Not when you think you have something to prove… and not when you want this to mean nothing. Because it does mean something to me, I think.“
Nico barely disguises the wobble of his bottom lip.
Lewis brings their joined hands to his mouth and kisses the back of Nico’s hand.
His dick is still hard, but he doesn’t care, not even a little.
„Stay with me tonight?“ he asks, kissing the knuckle of Nico’s thumb, „We can cuddle, or watch Project Runway.“
„You hate Project Runway,“ Nico whispers into the space between them, voice heavy with emotion.
„I’ll put up with their awful designs for you,“ Lewis tells him.
Nico holds his breath for a second, and Lewis just looks at him, takes in the glow of his blue eyes in the dark, those eyes that have haunted him in his dreams before.
„…can we make french toast?“ he eventually asks, voice soft and real.
„Of course,“ Lewis says, closing his eyes for a second as his heart somersaults in his chest.
I have several oneshots for the event prepared, and I will drop them throughout the week I've decided! Remember: the event has been extended until the 22nd of July!
Enjoy!
Maxiel parenting//angst with a happy ending//tw: mentions of violence
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Max lets out a slow breath when the screen of his phone says “school”. Again.
“Good morning, this is Ms. Bailey.” She doesn't sound urgent, so nobody is hurt. Probably.
“Good morning, Ms. Bailey,” Max says, leaning against the counter, rolling his eyes to the heavens. “Which one is it?”
By now he should be on a first name basis with her, to be honest.
“I'm afraid it's Flynn,” she sighs, and the “again” is implied.
Max narrowly bites back an exasperated “fuck”. “What happened?”
“He got into another fight,” Ms. Bailey says, her voice neutral, “With the same boy from his parallel class again. During homeroom.”
“Anyone seriously hurt?” Max asks. There is a stain on the sink opposite of him that needs cleaning.
“No, no, a teacher pulled them apart, thankfully. Before anyone could get hurt. But you know how it is, I have to inform you-”
“Yeah, yeah,” Max replies. He's a pro at this by now. “We'll talk to him later. My husband is coming to pick the kids up today, if you want to talk to him-”
“It's really not necessary,” Ms Bailey tells him. She sounds as routined at this as he is. With so many mid-puberty alpha students, Max wonders how many of these calls she has to make weekly. “Just make sure you talk to him… you know we have a very tolerant policy around here, but Flynn’s been getting into so many fights lately that I'm concerned he might get suspended at some point.”
“Yeah, of course.” Max pinches the bridge of his nose. “Sorry. Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Ms Bailey echoes.
“Ugh, fuck,” is the first thing Max says after hanging up.
Teenage alphas get into fights, it's normal and somewhat expected. They're full of hormones, they're trying to find their own identity, they're starting to feel territorial and they have a lack of self-control. But lately, at least once a week, Max gets one of these calls.
Isabel was never like this; she did get into her fair share of fights and tussles, but they very rarely ended with calls home from school.
But Flynn…
He's not a violent kid, at least not at home. He's gentle, actually, with all of the animals which he loves so much, with little Jasper, with his siblings and packlings (mostly) and with them; lets Luna braid his hair and lets Jasper use him as a climbing gym. Sometimes he's still just like a little boy and wants cuddles and to sleep with his head in Max's lap or for Daniel to spend time with him and tell him he's proud of him.
But ever since he's turned fourteen a year ago, he’s been coming home with split lips and black eyes and bloody knuckles at least once a week.
At first, Daniel reassured Max that it's normal, that young alphas just need to fight sometimes. But when it became more and more frequent, both of them started getting concerned.
When he told his mother about it, her expression softened. “...like your dad,” she said, regret heavy in her voice.
Max hates that thought. He doesn't want to be like his father, and he especially doesn't want his kids to be like Jos.
But it's undeniable. For as much as Flynn looks like Daniel, his broad frame and his face shape make it undeniable who his grandfather is.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Then he calls Daniel, and tells him what happened.
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Flynn looks like a sad puppy, and Max already feels bad for the scolding he's about to receive.
They're sat around the dining room table, Daniel, Flynn and him. The doors are closed; Daniel shooed the other pups away when they tried to eavesdrop.
Daniel has his arms crossed, looking as strict as he can (which is, to be honest, not very strict). It's enough to make Flynn duck his head.
“Tell us what happened,” Daniel tells him.
“This is the third call in two weeks, Flynn,” Max adds softly.
Flynn sniffles and Max's heart almost breaks.
“I'm sorry,” he says, looking up at Max through his curls. “I didn't mean to get into another fight.”
“Then what happened?” Daniel urges, leaning forward. He doesn't sound unfriendly, just… well, like a Dad who needs to make sure his kid is okay. „The same boy again?! What’s your deal with him?“
Flynn sniffs, scrunching up his nose. Like I do, Max thinks.
“...he was being mean,” he eventually says.
“To you?” Max prompts. He wants to reach across the table and grab Flynn’s hand, he looks so miserable.
Flynn shakes his head. “No, to Jakob.”
Daniel and Max exchange a quick glance, heavy with meaning in a way only couples who have been together for a long time can.
“What did he do?” Daniel asks.
“Keeps saying he's weird and stupid,” Flynn grumbles, “And called him the r-word.”
Max looks at Daniel again, clenching his jaw. Daniel lets out a slow, controlled breath, meeting his eyes. They've been dealing with this for fifteen years now; it's just how things are when one of your kids is different. It never gets any less infuriating.
“So you hit him?” Daniel asks.
Flynn is staring at the tabletop, nodding. “I know I shouldn't, but… it just made me so… so mad!” Finally, he looks up, and there's a fire in his eyes. On the table, his fists are clenched. “Jakob isn't stupid or weird! He's the smartest person I know! …well, him and Luna. But the point is, he's not stupid!”
They can tell he's getting heated over this, and Max is so, so proud of him.
“Did you tell anyone what that boy said?” Daniel asks.
Flynn bites his lip and shakes his head. “...no, I didn't… I didn't want to get Jakob involved. He doesn't need to know someone… said that. And I didn’t want to get Evie involved, either.“ Evie, the only person even more protective over Jakob than Flynn.
Daniel and Max exchange a long glance, and then they both exhale simultaneously. Max can feel the tension fall away from his heart.
Flynn looks up at them, eyes darting between them in surprise as Daniel starts laughing and Max hurries around the table, wrapping his arms around him.
“You're so…!” Max holds him close, and Flynn, albeit confused, gives a sweet little pup-like whimper and cuddles close.
“Sorry, Mama,” he mumbles, voice muffled against Max's shoulder.
Daniel gives a friendly little growl, reaches between them and grabs Flynn by the scruff of his neck, in an affectionate way, the way he used to when Flynn was little and got too wild. „You’ll be the death of me at some point, boy.“
„Sorry, Daddy,“ Flynn says, but there’s a smile in his voice.
„It’s okay, champ.“ When Max has stepped away, Daniel ruffles Flynn’s hair. Then, his expression becomes more serious. „But you can’t solve all your problems with violence, yeah?“
Flynn ducks his head again, the sheepish expression back on his face. „Yes, Dad, I know… but sometimes I just get so… so mad when someone is being mean!“
Max is overcome with love for him. „You’ll learn to control it.“
„When?“ Flynn throws up his hands.
„Once you’ve presented,“ Dan tells him with a sorry little smile.
Flynn grumbles. „That could take ages!“
Max runs his fingers through Flynn’s curls. „It won’t, I promise.“
„You’re already so chock-full of hormones, it can’t take that much longer,“ Dan comments, and the noise Flynn makes in reply is peak embarrassed teenager. It makes Max laugh.
They’ll talk to the school, set things right. It’ll be okay. They’ve gotten through worse.
For now, Max can’t believe that he ever thought Flynn’s behavior was caused by aggression, instead of Daniel’s pure, protective, and maybe somewhat impulsive streak.
When he goes to open the door to the kitchen, he hears Daniel say in a sotto voice: „You know, some bullies do need punching, though.“
Another oneshot… I’ve been in a pup-centric mood for weeks now, so here ya go!
fluff//quadruplet-centric//tw: insects
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„What are you four doing?“ Daniel leans against the rake, sticking its spikes into the warm, soft earth under him.
„Looking for bugs!“ Evie says. The „Duh, Dad!“ is implied. She’s absolutely covered in dirt, even her blond hair that is sticking out from under her hat is caked with it.
Her, Flynn and Luna are all climbing the pile of manure outside the barn; Flynn and Luna both don’t look much cleaner than Evie.
„We’re categorizing them,“ Jakob says like it’s obvious. He’s sitting cross-legged in the tub of a wheelbarrow, his glasses having slipped down his nose. He doesn’t like getting dirty, but it looks like they’ve found the perfect job for him. The notebook in his lap is covered in his neat handwriting and little drawings of what Daniel assumes is different bugs and worms.
„We’ve found nineteen earthworms already!“ Flynn exclaims, giving Daniel a big, gap-toothed smile. He’s currently missing both front teeth, and it just adds to his rascally looks. Like looking into a time travel mirror for Daniel.
„Wow,“ Daniel grins, „That’s a lot of earthworms.“
„They’re making good soil for the garden!“ Luna gently lifts a worm into her palm, looking at it fondly.
„There’s also lots of ladybugs,“ Evie adds, but Flynn cuts her off, „And dung beetles!“
„Lotsa bugs in there, huh?“ Daniel grins. Sometimes he’s overcome with love for the kids; him and Michelle always got along, but their age difference and difference in interests was always a bit awkward. Meanwhile these four are as thick as thieves.
„Yes, they like it in there,“ Jakob states, matter-of-factly, „It’s their home.“
„Their Bug Kingdom!“ Evie roars, thrusting her fists into the air, making Luna giggle. „I’ll be the bug knight!“
„I wanna be a bug knight, too!“ Flynn demands, and Luna scrambles to her feet, almost slipping on all the dirt, „Can I be the bug princess?“
„Bugs don’t live in a monarchy!“ Jakob protests, but then hesitates, „…although bees have a queen.“
„We’re playing pretend!“ Flynn tells him, jumping off the pile, reaching out for Jakob after wiping his dirty hands on his shorts, „Come on, you can think of the story!“ That lights up Jakob’s face. He doesn’t always get the games the others play, but they’ve long since figured out that he is great at thinking of story lines for their play pretend.
„The bug princess needs saving!“
„Let’s ask Riley if he wants to be the butterfly queen!“
They run off together, leaving a trail of manure, straw and dirt behind.
Daniel watches them go with a grin on his face.
They’ve had their fair share of trouble with these four, but Daniel thinks maybe they’ve done some things right, too.
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I'm the anon with the Kimi/Seb ask and it warmed my heart to see that ask ❤️ I'm actually writing about their story for the summer event, but it went from "I'll write something" to "I'm 3000 words in and it's just the beginning", so I don't know if I'll ever post it since it won't be finished by the 15th and I'm using a lot of VV characters etc. to help it along 😅
I’m sooo exciting to read the story!!!!!! <3 I do have a bit of a soft spot for them!
Are u gonna write some lestappen or mick/charles(with omega charles of course) in this omega verse event? 👀🤔
atm I’m gonna try and see what my brain comes up with tbh! so no definite plans yet! so far i have a vv!brocedes one and a vv!pack pups one… but I plan on writing a few more! feel free to write your own if you want :)
