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Hi I love your writing so much and I wanted to ask for a street racer reader x Dean if it’s ok I feel like it would be interesting to read about
Hi! Thank you so much for loving my writings ❤️. Of course you can have this. Idk what to write for this ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so I hope what I write is good for you
Dean’s Racer Girl
A/N: you and Dean live in New York
A/N 2: I thought of doing a different ending of where you get into a car crash and Dean goes all proud but sad at the same time when you end up in hospital
“Dean, I’m leaving! I’ll meet you there!” you yell from the bottom of the stairs. You’ve been a street racer for a few years now and Dean has always wanted to watch you do your thing since he’s always at work at his mechanic.
“What?! No. It doesn’t start in the next few hours!” you watch him skid across the floor and stop at the top of the stairs, only wearing a shirt, underwear and socks.
“I know, that’s why I want to get there earlier. I want to do a quick drive and I have to do some things. And put some pants on, babe!”
Dean screams as he runs into your shared room to grab his pants from your bed and struggled to put them on as he’s running to you, who’s already out of the house.
Sitting in your beloved 1967 yellow Camaro with black stripes, you buckle in. “We got this, Bee.” - yes, you got it and named it after the Transformer.
Both on your left and right are different types of cars, their drivers’ revving up the engines. You’re the only woman who always races with these men and they somehow manage to lose against you.
Dean has only heard the stories of you racing and winning, which makes him even more proud of you.
But when he watches you for the first time tonight, he’s gonna fall in love with you all over again. And he did.
A woman walks out and stops a few feet away from the cars and in the middle so she won’t get runned over, she talks about the rules, which you know by heart. With her arms up in the air, she counts down from three and down her arms they go, releasing the cars into the city.
A few cars managed to get in front of you, all going the same way, but you know a shortcut. You take a right, some following, with the rest going straight.
Picking up the speed, sirens and flashing lights come up behind you. “Shit.”
The cops chasing happened every now and again, but they know you, so they let you off the hook. Once they get a look at your number plate, their lights and siren turns off. “Oh, thank fuck.”
Shifting gears, Bee goes faster. From taking turns and knowing the routes, you see where you first started, a grin on your face. With a look in the rearview mirror, your grin drops as you see the others are not that far behind you. Putting pressure on the pedal with a smirk now, Bee goes over the line with cheers from the bystanders.
Dean has a smirk on his face, muttering a “Fuck me” when you drove past.
Slowing down and coming down to a stop, you get out of the car with a giant smile on your face. Dean had already begun to walk towards you as the others had caught up and stopped in random places.
Dean picked you up from the ground and spun you around with the same smile you had on his face. You wrap your arms around his neck before he puts you back on your feet, his arms still around you.
You let out a squeal as his lips smash against yours, yourself taking a moment before returning the kiss. “Let me just say that was totally hot,” he says against your lips. He leans his forehead against yours, separating from the kiss.
“Yeah?” your smile widens.
“Mm-hmm. When you drove past, you want to know what I said?”
“Yeah.”
“Fuck me.”
“Did Sam drop you off?” you ask, leaning your head back a bit to see him properly. “Yeah, why?”
“‘Cause I really want to fuck you.”
Clone Wars/Bad Batch Street Racer AU
This isn’t a real headcanon or anything, this is just a fun little idea I had watching the old Fast & the Furious movies!
Since it has a lot to do with machines & cars and whatnot, I thought it’d be cool if maybe the different clone squadrons or at least different known groups in Star Wars are like street racers!Or maybe CW Anakin & even Ashoka are street racers & the 501st is their mechanics? Idk it just felt kind of fitting but it works!
Plus the whole concept of family works with how the clones interact with each other!
Thinking abt how street!racer Jungwon would literally pine for you, but he is always flirty
How street!racer Jungwon would nearly crash his car when he saw the white ribbon in your hair that formed a little bow.
How street!racer Jungwon would literally ask you straight up for your number and then go to ask you to tag along to his street race tonight.
How street!racer Jungwon would laugh when you say "isn't that illegal" and he would chuckle with dimples indented into his cheeks.
How street!racer Jungwon would literally internally celebrate when you said "yes"
How street!racer Jungwon would see you among the crowd with that iconic white ribbon in your ponytail.
(Bro, character AI got me hooked in that story and now I WILL defo write one now)
Spider Masterlist
Following the story of Miguel O'Hara, Nueva York's best street racer ( and maybe on the wanted list), and his lady, Y/N.
[ Everything is a one shot/drabble unless stated otherwise. ]
Introducing them (3rd/4th pov)
Miguel's feelings for Y/N brainrot
Spider
Miguel's feelings
Pairing : Streetracer! Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : fluff
Wordcount: 0.5k
Masterlist
Spider Masterlist
[ A/N: Just a lil brainrot of Miguel's feelings for Y/N. Vibe inspired by Dom & Letty of the Fast & Furious series. ]
! Allusions to previous sex if you squint
Some days Miguel is annoyed, and feels like the world is entirely against him. Other days, he's got his woman on his lap, her lips on his, and her hips grinding into his. She makes his brain go haywire, his heart beating out of his chest. He's all hers.
Currently, it's early in the morning, and he's laid in the same bed with the godess of a woman he feels blessed with. How they found each other might be a little messed up, but damn is he glad to have her.
His arm is loosely wrapped around her as he waits for her to wake up. He's glad they're sharing a place now.
No more of him sneaking theough her window to hang out, or her sneaking out to join him whenever. Nothing can keep them apart.
It's something his friends on the track like to test. There used to be a time his closer friends liked to tease him, that they'd race for his Y/N. They used to earn a pointed angry look, due to him thinking he could genuinely lose her. Now, he's far past his insecurities. When his friends would suggest that (not that they do anymore), he'd simply smirk, telling them to keep wishing.
Sometimes, there's a foreigner on the track, unfamiliar with Miguel's crew, Y/N especially. He'd always watch from a distance how she'd turn them down as they'd attempt to bother her while she was chilling with her girlfriends. The rougher ones, the ones who didn't seem to want to listen, he'd talk to, sincerely telling them to leave her alone or he'd make them. Then there's also the absolute idiots who are stupid. Thinking she could be won over like half of the girls on the track. Now, he's always completely destroying those boys on the road, but never with her on the line. He likes the look on their faces as he opens the door for Y/N, letting her have a very close look at how he wins. How her man wins. It always ends with an extra car to take home. He'll never bet her, but he'll bet a pink slip alright.
" Hm? "
Miguel is cut from his thoughts as the godess of a woman that is his lady suddenly wakes, acknowledging him.
He grins at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he pulls her closer again.
" Just thinking about you. "
She grins into his chest, pressing a kiss to his naked skin. He feels incredibly lucky to have her return his affection, that she feels the same for him as he does for her. He doubts it'll ever end. He can't wait till they'll be mr and miss O'Hara. To tell their future kid (or kids) about their youth. To teach them everything he knows.
At this point, he's pretty sure he'd be incomplete without her.