I’ll Find My Way Back To You // Part One : Prologue

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The universe has a funny way of putting the things you want right in front of you, but just out of reach. Stiles and Y/N have been best friends ever since Scott brought him home, but when Stiles realizes that he might want to be something other than best friends, she leaves to go to some fancy private school up North. Now that she’s back though … maybe he’s got a shot? A Teen Wolf AU in which the reader has always been so close to Stiles and yet so far.  -Kinda been abandoned/replaced with Yet So Far

You guys can check out a Portuguese translation on Wattpad by the lovely @gibibabe here if you want!

Season 2

Prologue           Part 1             Part 2

Part 3                Part 4             Part 5

Part 6

Season 3a

Part 7                Part 8             Part 9

Part 10             Part 11             Part 12

Part 13             Part 14

Season 3b

Part 15             Part 16             Part 17

Part 18             Part 19             Part 20

Part 21

Season 4

Part 22             Part 23             Part 24

Part 25             Part 26             Part 27

Part 28             Part 29             Part 30

Part 31

Season 5a

Part 32             Part 33             Part 34

Part 35             Part 36             Part 37

Season 5b

Part 38             Part 39             Part 40

Part 41             Part 42            Part 43

Part 44

Season 6a

Part 45             Part 46             Part 47

Part 48             Part 49

It Burns For You

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ɴᴏɴᴇ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ. ᴏᴏᴄ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ, ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴇʟꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ!

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ

Coriolanus is 12 when he sees you for the first time. Your red uniform is pressed perfectly and your school bag looks brand new. Your lunch consisted of a hearty-looking sandwich with roast beef and lettuce and a container of fresh fruit that had his mouth-watering.

"Do you want a piece? Our maid always packs too much and I can never finish it. You can have some if you want." Your voice fills his ears

A delicate-looking hand is holding a juicy-looking strawberry in front of him. He reaches for it and it takes every ounce of self-control he has not to shove it in his mouth. Instead, he takes a small bite and thanks you for sharing.

"Don't you have a lunch today?" You ask

He doesn't. The school had said they would start supplying the students with lunches soon but how soon? Coriolanus had already been attending for a number of years and still nothing.

"I already ate it." He lied

"You're still hungry though. You can have the rest." You say with a smile as you push your fruit bowl to him.

"Is it your first day?" He asks

"Yes, my mother thought that my governess wasn't doing a good job so she had my father enroll me here. I miss being at home with my new kitten though. She has long white hair and she is the cutest thing in the whole world." You said

Coriolanus can't believe that you had your own governess, let alone a pet to call your own. He later learns from Arachne that your father became incredibly rich by manufacturing weaponry for the Capitol. Despite your inherent wealth, you've never flashed it around him.

You and Coriolanus are 15 when you discover all the lies he tells at school about his family. He had left his uniform jacket behind on his chair and you got his home address from Sejanus, meaning to give it back so he'd have it for tomorrow. Instead, you had discovered the Snow's decrepit-looking building and barely functioning penthouse. Coriolanus' heart nearly stops when he emerges from his room to see you and his Grandma'am sitting together as she compliments your shoes.

"What are you doing here?" He asks, ready for your judgment and teasing words

"I wanted to return your jacket, Coryo. You'll need it for tomorrow."

The red of the jacket in your arms matches his face as he ushers you to the door, trying to hide the fact that Tigris was preparing cabbage in the kitchen that would undoubtedly stink the entire place up with the scent of the Snow's poverty.

"Stop rushing me, your cousin invited me to stay for dinner." You say trying to stop the way he is leading you to the door.

"You don't want what she is making. Tigris is a terrible cook." He said

Tigris lets out a shout of disagreement from the stove and Coriolanus ignores it.

"How about, I go out and get something to add to the meal Tigris is cooking, and by the time I get back you change your attitude about me staying for dinner Coryo. "

And with that, you walk out the door and slam it in his face. He's rather stunned at your declaration but knows you're serious. He rushes around their home, trying to clean up what he can while Tigris laughs at his frantic motions. Then, just as he was debating whether or not he wanted to change out of his uniform, you return from your short trip to the closest market.

"I wasn't sure what Tigris is cooking so I got a couple of things." You say placing the bags on the table.

Coriolanus is sure you spent a fortune on what is in these bags. Fresh bread accompanied by a sickly sweet fruit spread and a block of butter sits in one while the other holds something else in a brown box. You take your seat next to him at the ugly little table he has eaten too many meals at and cut a piece of the bread for Grandma'am. He is worried when Tigris starts portioning out the cabbage she cooked on the stove. Coriolanus watches your expression as you take a bite but nothing that he expected happens. You don't knit your brows in disgust or get up to leave and take your fresh bread and mysterious box with you. Instead, you go back for a second bite and compliment what Tigris has done with the food.

He sits stiffly next to you and can barely accept the slice of bread you offer him. You excuse yourself to use the bathroom and Tigris reaches across the table and pinches his shoulder.

"Stop sitting like that, Coryo!" She scolds

"Like what?" He asks,aware that Tigris meant how oddly straight his back was.

"You're making her uncomfortable. You've been friends with her for years she isn't worried about what our home looks like." Tigris says

"She might not be but what happens when she goes to school tomorrow and talks?" He asks

He shuts up when he hears the sound of the bathroom door opening again.

"That was lovely Tigris. I've never had anything like it, I'll have to invite you all to my own home for dinner sometime. Our cook makes these pastries that are simply wonderful. They even get sold at local markets, which leads to this..."

His eyes widen when you finally unveil what was hiding in that second bag. A dozen expensive looking deserts sit in the brown box you brought, each one decorated differently.

"I hope I picked something everyone would like. I know Coryo mentioned that Grandma'am liked chocolate so I picked this one just for her."

Coriolanus feels a wide smile stretch across his face as you pass out your little desserts. His worries about you gossiping to their peers fade from view as he bites into what he thinks is a croissant. You laugh at his reaction and toss a napkin at his face which is most likely covered in the gooey fruit filling that was in his pastry.

He walks you back to your home that night and thanks you for making his night. He can't remember the last time Grandma'am had smiled from eating chocolate. You accept his thanks and gently tell him that he shouldn't be ashamed about his financial situation. He never gets to disagree with you though because a soft kiss is pressed to his lips followed by a rushed,

"Goodnight, Coryo! Thanks for the cabbage!"

He walks back to his own home with a jump in his step. Thoughts of you consume him as he smiles to himself, proud his first kiss was shared with you. He feels his heart burn with something that felt like it was going to come up and out his mouth as he finally made it back to his room, you officially had him wrapped around your finger.

Your room is flooded with sunlight the first time Coriolanus sees it. A soft, silky-looking bed spread sits atop one of the biggest beds he has seen as you beckon to your cat, Maisy to come and say hello to him. He looks at the oversized wooden dresser that sits against one wall. He sees the photograph of him and you that was taken a few weeks ago at your 17th birthday party nestled among little knickknacks. Books Coriolanus has never even heard of line your shelves as he you place a record on the player that sits on your desk. Soft sounds of a piano and the words from an unnamed singer fill your gorgeous room as he turns to you.

"Do you want to dance?" He finds himself asking

You accept and he leads you or well tries to. You're rather stiff and it turns out dancing is harder than it looks because he isn't any good at it either. You laugh as he trips over his feet and end up falling with him, landing on the ground entangled in each other. Your fingers brush his curls from his eyes as his nose brushes yours.

"What're you doing?" You ask quietly

"Nothing." He responds, his eyes flicking to your lips.

The moment his lips touch yours, a tingle shoots down his spine. This is a real kiss, not what you gave him when you were both 15. He cups your face and your hands are tangled in his hair as he deepens it. He felt his head spin as you moved against him, almost as if you wanted him to swallow you whole right here on your bedroom floor. A giddy feeling swelled in his chest when he pulled away for air.

"Coryo...what was that?" You ask

"I thought you'd know by now. That was a kiss, darling." He laughed brushing his thumb across your lip

"I know that...but why'd you give me one?" You ask

"Don't you know?" He smiles and places a chaste kiss on your lips "My heart, it burns for you, it always has."

Part 2 is out now!

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i haven’t come around in so long, but i’m coming back so strong

summary: after some convincing from your girls and a conversation with harry, you decide to make your much anticipated return to the paddock. naturally, drama follows.

vicious speaks: this chapter is all about race weekend, baby!

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fan1 MOTHER

fan2 I USED TO PRAY FOR THIS

fan3 the way you look at harry 🥹💕

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lando let’s get it 🏎️

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fan1 HOME RACE, BABY 🇬🇧

fan2 cheering you on from home!!

fan3 LETS GOOOO

fan4 don’t let that bitch being at the race distract you!! you got this 💋 ♥︎ by author

fan5 uhhh we all saw that like right?

⤷ fan6 yup

⤷ fan7 he’s pathetic

fan8 jealousy is a disease

fan9 yn has handled everything with such class. sad you can’t say the same.

fan10 rooting for you! to lose.

fan11 let my man be petty if he feels like it! ♥︎ by author

fan12 you’re such a weirdo

fan13 omg you guys need to calm down, they didn’t even say yns name and you’re out here assuming

⤷ fan14 they didn’t have be to mention her by name, she’s the only one who recently hinted at attending the race

fan15 bro still isn’t over his break up that happened more than a year ago 😂

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fan17 stay stay stay the fuck away from yn and harry

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fan6 the caption might as well be “fuck lando norris” 😭😭

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yourusername camera crumbs: race weekend edition ♥️

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Coca cola vs inside the car

Summary: David putting mentos on his Girlfriend’s coca cola inside the car (based on David’s recent vlogs)

Y/n and David has been in a relationhip for 6 months, they met while Y/n was an intern director at Nickelodeon. Y/n was helping David adjust on set and their relationship develop further, which gave David the courage to finally asked her out.

Now 6 months in their relationship and they are both happy and in love, the vlog squad has been very welcoming and Y/n and Natalie, has become good friends.

David was supposed to pick her up, as he asked if she can help him film something for the vlog.

While waiting on her apartment, David Messaged her, that he’s outside.

‘Hey babe, I’m here with the squad come down now’ the message read.

You then hurriedly grabbed your jacket, phone, purse and keys and quickly locking the door to meet the squad and David.

‘Coming’ you replied while waiting for the elevator.

When you get down, you spotted David’s Tesla with Zane, Jason, Carly and Natalie with the front seat empty, you open the door while saying hello to everyone and putting your seatbelt on.

‘What about me?’ David said pouting.

‘Hi!’ You answered kissing his pouting lips.

‘So, what’s the plan for the vlog? Any explotions, flame throwers, or drunk videos?’ You asked familiar with the vlogs of David.

‘Not yet, but we should go to the grocery and some coca cola babe. As they offered me a brand deal, that fine with you?. David asked while holding your hand and driving.

‘You got a Brand deal for coke?! Omg! Thats huge!’ You said excitedly while stroking his face.

‘Well Y/n, you know your boyfriend, he just show a video of him eating or drinking something, and the brand deal comes knocking’. Jason said, which earn a laugh from Zane and Carly, while Natalie is on her phone.

‘Let’s go?’ David said when you reach the supermarket, grabbing his camera and your hand.

On the supermarket, everyone grab some snacks while your boyfriend grab some 2L coke.

On the car, David set up his camera as usual and hand you one, 2L coke, thinking nothing of it, you grab it while he drive.

‘Hey babe, can you open the coke, I wanna drink’. You thinking he really just want to drink for the brand deal open the coke without thinking of anything.

While you hold, the opened coke on your left hand, the other hand and your eyes are focused on the cookie, that you bought on the supermarket.

Without noticing that David has opened a mentos and put one inside the coke, making the coke explode, and startled you with the coke fizz.

‘What the fuck!!! David! Omg!’ You exlaimed trying to close the coke and open the window, but your boyfriend being David Dobrik, locked the door and laugh.

You thinking fast, pissed and wet from the coke explosion, grab another mentos put one in the coke and face it on David while he drive, now you’re the one laughing.

‘WTF, babe, come on! Im driving!’ He exclaimed with a smile.

‘Well you started it!’ You argued back trying to finish the coke on david while laughing, making Zane, Jason and even Natalie Laugh.

‘Well how’s that for a coke ad!’ Zane said while getting out of the car as you reach David’s house.

‘Now I’m all sticky’ you said to David while pouting and trying to clean yourself.

‘Me too babe! So lets go shower and change’ he said while kissing your pouting lips.

‘So how’s that for your vlog?’ You asked while walking inside with David.

‘Good, but I have to do that, to the others first.’ He said while pulling you to his room.

‘But for now, I wanna shower with my sticky girlfriend’. He added while kissing you and dragging you on the shower.

slipping through my fingers (myg) {series masterlist}

pairing: min yoongi x reader genre: dilf!yoongi, exes and co-parents au, angst!!, fluff, smut summary: you've always thought you had it way too easy. all of a sudden, your life seems to be taking a few unexpected turns. it's time your luck ran out.

[prologue]

1. will i ever see you again?

2. and the hits just keep coming 1.0.

3. the calm before the storm.

4. and the hits just keep coming 2.0.

5. a one time thing.

6. ...tba.

The Aftermath || LN4 {1}

Pairing: Lando Norris x widow!reader Summary: A year after losing your husband to an F1 crash, his teammate comes by and regrets never coming to check in on you. Warnings: 18+ only, grief and loss, depression, mentions of blood, alcohol WC: 2.2k

F1 Masterlist || One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine || Ten || Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Epilogue

It doesn’t matter how long the night may seem, dawn will find a way to fight the darkness and break in a new day. Another day without him. 

365. It had been 365 days since he left this world for an eternity among the stars. Even now, a year later, you struggled to say his name without spiraling into the abyss where you wished you could join him. 

“Racing is my oxygen, I need it to survive.” That is what he had said whenever someone asked him if he was thinking about retiring.

“I hate you,” you murmured to the picture of your wedding day, the bright smiles something that hadn’t been seen inside these four walls for a year. 

You could almost hear his mocking laugh and you sighed at the truth, you could never hate him. He was your other half, he completed you. You hated that he had left you and the emptiness that had remained in his absence.

“I miss you.”

A knock sounded at your door and you dragged yourself through the silent house to see what had been delivered. You didn’t want to have to interact with anyone, let alone on a day like this one. “Just leave it on the step.”

“Y/N?”

You stumbled at the voice and froze, wondering if it was too late to climb back into bed and pull the covers up over your head and hide from the world. 

“Please, Y/N, open the door,” Lando called out.

They had been teammates. They had been friends. The three of you had spent so much time together the media joked Lando wasn’t third wheeling but a part of a throuple. 

Your hand trembled as you reached for the stiff deadbolt, the harsh scrape evidence of how long it had been since it was last opened for a grocery delivery almost two weeks ago. 

After the funeral, everyone else moved on with their lives while you were left with dozens of decaying bouquets and sympathy cards that could never replace your husband. For a while there were phone calls and invitations but leaving the house had become daunting and eventually those had stopped entirely. You couldn’t blame them.

“Jesus,” Lando muttered as you opened the door. “Are you alright?”

“What are you doing here?” you asked as you pointedly ignored his question. 

He shuffled on the doorstep as he shifted his balance about. “It’s the memorial unveiling today, I thought you might want someone to drive you.”

If you could feel anything, you might have felt angry. “I didn’t know there was an unveiling.”

“Shit, seriously?” He ran a hand through his curls that had grown longer than he used to keep them. “You should be there.”

He carefully stepped around you and into the house, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the stale air before he frowned. You couldn’t remember when you last opened the curtains, preferring the dark where you could sit in his shirt and pretend he was still with you even after his scent faded from the material.

Lando stepped into the kitchen next, opening the fridge and cupboards to find them almost empty before slamming them closed. 

“I know what you’re thinking,” you said lamely as he stormed across the room to grab your shoulders. “I’m fine. I was going to order groceries today.”

“This isn’t fine, Y/N!” He sighed and released his grip so he could pull you into his arms. “I should have come by sooner.”

You froze as you felt the first human contact in months and felt his heartbeat against you, the rhythmic thump enough to jolt you back into control and you pulled away, wrapping your arms around yourself protectively.

“I’m not your problem, Lando.” You turned to the door that was still open, his comical Fiat Jolly parked in the drive. “You should go.”

His head dropped as he slowly walked past, pausing only a moment to say something before he thought better of it and shook his head, closing the door behind him. 

The road noise in the retro pastel blue car was too loud to hear anything when Lando’s phone rang so he pulled over into the next parking lot off the busy streets and found Oscar’s name on the caller ID. 

“Hey mate, what’s up?” 

“Where are you?” his teammate asked in a hushed tone. “The ceremony starts in five minutes and you’re the one who actually drove with the guy.”

Lando stared out ahead at the shop space he had pulled into and saw it was a food mart. “I’m not going to make it.”

“What could possibly be more important than this?”

“I’ll talk to you later, tell them to start without me.” Lando hung up without a goodbye and rushed out of his car, an apology sent to his friend in heaven. 

There was no knock at your door this time, there was just the quiet scratch of the pot plant moving across the concrete step before it was unlocked and swinging open. 

You didn’t even have the energy to rise from the bed you had crawled back into, there was only one person who knew where the spare key was hidden. He pottered around in the kitchen and you heard the doors opening and closing before his bare feet padded softly down the hallway. 

“Coming in,” Lando warned as the door creaked open and he stepped into your room. “I hope you’re wearing something.”

Before you could ask why he gave you the answer and ripped the blankets off the bed. Cold air rushed in and you shivered as you pulled the hem of your husband’s shirt further down your thighs. The orange and grey pattern on the shirt caught Lando’s attention and his eyes turned down before he turned away and opened the closet.

You weren’t sure if he was expecting to see one half empty but you hadn’t been able to box up a single item. You were clinging onto them, and the memory they represented, for dear life. 

He grabbed a casual dress he had seen you wear before and tossed it over, the soft cotton covering your legs. “Get dressed.”

“Lando!” He had already disappeared back down the hall and you groaned as you rolled off the bed and onto your feet. The material hung loose around your body in a way it hadn't before and the dress was no longer flattering as you stood in front of the mirror. 

It was the first real time you had looked in the mirror and you barely recognised yourself. Your skin no longer glowed, your hair was knotted and unkempt and your eyes held no life where they were sunken into your face.

Needing to try salvage something of your dignity, you tried to brush out the knots but the handle snapped and you stared at it in disbelief. Sudden rage hit you as you failed at such a simple task and you threw what remained of the brush at the mirror, shattering the image but somehow making your reflection more true to how you were feeling.

“Y/N?” Lando skidded to a stop, barely missing the shards of glass on the carpet. “Are you alright?”

“No,” you admitted aloud for the first time and your legs gave out as reality crashed into you. “I miss him so much.”

You didn’t feel the glass slash your legs or the sharp pain as they stabbed your knees. You didn’t feel the warm blood seeping into the carpet or Lando’s arms as he picked you up. You didn’t feel anything but the overwhelming sense of loss like a fist squeezing your heart from inside your chest.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you,” Lando murmured as he sat you on the kitchen side and cupped your face. “I’m sorry I wasn't here.”

“I’m not your problem,” you reminded him as you shook his hands off your face. “You were his friend and I’m not an inheritance.”

“I’m your friend too. A shitty friend, but I’m going to fix that,” he said as he looked down at your bleeding knees, “starting with this.”

He went to the cupboard above the fridge to find nothing had changed and the first aid kit was still on the shelf you struggled to reach, but he easily did. You tried to get a bandaid from it as he placed it on the benchtop beside you but he moved your hands back and gave you a warning look.

“This might hurt,” he apologised as he broke the top off a saline bottle and started to rinse the blood away. “There’s some glass stuck in there - maybe we should go to the hospital.”

“I’m not going back there, especially not today,” you said with a lick of venom and a shake of your head. “There’s whiskey in the back of the pantry, just give me some of that.”

He seemed dubious about the idea but knew how stubborn you could be and exhaled a resigned sigh before getting the half empty bottle. He looked at you through the clear glass, above the sloshing amber, and you could feel the judgement in that stare.

“I have trouble sleeping.”

He didn’t give you a response as he handed it over before getting a chair to sit on, placing your foot on his knee so he could try to get the glass out with a pair of tweezers. To be honest, you were numb to everything and didn’t even need the alcohol but you gulped greedily at the spiced whiskey. 

“What’s that?” you asked as you noticed a pot on the stove, steam softly billowing up, and then you noticed the mouthwatering scent. 

“Vegetable soup. You need to eat.”

“When did you get so mature?” The joke fell flat as he looked up and you saw the depth of his own grief that he let escape from where he had buried it.

“A lot has changed in a year.”

There was no appropriate response to be said so you took another swig and felt the warmth of the alcohol hitting your empty stomach while he continued to pull shards of glass out.

“All done,” he said as he gathered the rubbish and left you to inspect the bandaids plastered all over your knees and skins too.

“If you ever look for a change in career, nursing isn't the answer.”

His lips curled up with a small laugh as he checked the pot and gave the soup a stir. “You’re meant to say thank you.”

“Thank you, Nurse Norris.”

Lando returned to where you were sitting after lowering the heat on the stove and tapped his finger on the stack of mail beside you. He picked up an envelope with the F1 symbol beside the return address and flipped it over before seeing almost a dozen others just like it. 

“Your invitation is probably in one of these.”

“Did you know there’s a clause in the contracts for ‘surviving spouses’?” You laughed bitterly and tipped the bottle back, no longer feeling the burn of the alcohol rushing down your throat. “They send a cheque every month, the very people who killed him and I want nothing to do with, and if it wasn’t already bad enough, they send it in his name.”

Lando looked at the envelopes and frowned. “Seriously?”

You took the top one and ripped through the seal to show him the cheque address to René Gauthier. On and on, you tore them all open and Lando swallowed deeply as the mess grew.

“Do they think €10,000 a month is going to make everything better? Nothing they do can bring back my husband.”

“Nothing can fix what happened,” he said as he wiped your cheeks that you hadn’t noticed were damp with tears. “I know it doesn’t make it any easier but they brought in new regulations this year, so it doesn’t happen again.”

“Sometimes I wish he hit those officials,” your voice broke at the whispered confession. “He would have had to live with that guilt, but at least he would be alive. Oh god, I’m a terrible person.”

René had been labelled a hero for the manoeuvre he had done to save the lives of the officials that were in the wrong place. He had put himself into a wall swerving away from them and while they had walked away unscathed for their mistake, your husband had died for his. It wasn’t fair.

“You’re not a terrible person, Y/N,” Lando reassured you as he pulled your hands away from where you had hidden your face in shame. 

The alcohol had hit your system and you closed your eyes as the room swayed, your words falling unfiltered as your head spun. “Racing was his life, Lando, but he was mine. I don’t know how to live without him.”

The bottle disappeared from your fingers and you lifted your heavy eyelids to see Lando putting it on top of the cupboards out of your reach. 

“You find a way to live because it's what he would want.” He scooped you up off the counter and your head fell into the crook of his neck without resistance. “You find a way to live because we’ve already lost too much. I’m not going to lose you too.”

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sweatshirt - you and peter broke up a long time ago, but something about seeing you in his old sweatshirt makes him act impulsively

stood up 💋⚡️- you and peter get on each others nerves - funnily enough you would not have expected a date-gone-wrong to be the start of fixing your relationship

fake it 🌻💕⚡️- peter comes up with the brilliant idea of you both fake dating each other as a way to get the team to back off on the couple comments

spider-man cookies and napkin notes 💕- peter has finally been bullied (lovingly, of course) by his friends into asking out the cute barista, but things go a little wrong. or maybe a little right

reward system 💋- sometimes you feel a little behind everyone else, but peter makes sure to remind you that you’re not as alone as you think you are

boys and girls - based on the song “boys and girls” by james tw

second chances 🌧- you meet your unrequited high school crush/best friend years later at a college frat party of all places - things go about as well as expected

good looking 🌻💕- spider-man landed on your balcony once and the rest is history (said every peter fic ever)

back to december 🌧- you meet peter in december, and his sad eyes and shy personality pull you in (no way home spoilers)

just the two of us 💕💋 - peter is pretty much the only thing keeping you sane during your time in grad school

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𝗲𝗽. 𝟭 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝘆𝗲𝗿𝘀;

Chapter One || [Part One]

Chapter One || [Part Two]

Chapter One || [Part Three]

Chapter One || [Part Four]

Chapter One || [Part Five]

Chapter One || [Part Six]

Chapter One || [Part Seven] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟮 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗱𝗼 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁;

Chapter Two || [Part One]

Chapter Two || [Part Two]

Chapter Two || [Part Three]

Chapter Two || [Part Four]

Chapter Two || [Part Five] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟯 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲, 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝗷𝗼𝗹𝗹𝘆;

Chapter Three || [Part One]

Chapter Three || [Part Two]

Chapter Three || [Part Three]

Chapter Three || [Part Four]

Chapter Three || [Part Five] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟰 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆;

Chapter Four || [Part One]

Chapter Four || [Part Two]

Chapter Four || [Part Three]

Chapter Four || [Part Four] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟱 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝘁;

Chapter Five || [Part One]

Chapter Five || [Part Two]

Chapter Five || [Part Three]

Chapter Five || [Part Four] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟲 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘅, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿;

Chapter Six || [Part One]

Chapter Six || [Part Two]

Chapter Six || [Part Three] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟳 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘁𝘂𝗯;

Chapter Seven || [Part One]

Chapter Seven || [Part Two]

Chapter Seven || [Part Three] - FINAL PART

𝗲𝗽. 𝟴 ━ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻;

Chapter Eight || [Part One]

Chapter Eight || [Part Two]

Chapter Eight || [Part Three]

Chapter Eight || [Part Four] - FINAL PART