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I was cheering so hard, people on the grandstand were looking at me hahah

the way everyone is just 😐 as lando gets p1

Read the first part when it came out, lost the post, and have never been happier to find it again

𝒜𝓊𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝐼𝓃 𝒩𝒶𝓋𝓎

Oscar thought he wouldn't have to deal with anything similar to Alpine-Gate ever again. He was wrong.

Oscar Piastri x Horner!Reader

-> Everything Goes Wrong (pt1) -> Oscar breaks up with his girlfriend and McLaren start treating him like Daniel, but then he meets someone new. posted: 3 Feb 2024

-> A Storm Is Brewing (pt2) -> Mark gives the Go-Ahead for possible negotiations with Red Bull, McLaren pull an Alpine, and Oscar makes a decision. posted: 5 Feb 2024

-> The Build Up (pt3) -> In a large bowl mix Contract Negotiations with two parts Announcements and three parts Life Updates, let cook for an hour and while it's still hot, sprinkle some jealousy and betrayal over the top as a nice garnish. posted: 12 Feb 2024

-> Pre-season Bonding (pt4) -> Where teams are announced, dinners are held and Oscar finds himself surrounded by people who are determined to help him on his way to greatness. posted: 3 Mar 2024

-> Get This Party Started (pt5) -> The season starts and it's a relatively calm affair, until it's not. Some things can be predicted while others show up like an unwanted Force Ghost from Star Wars. posted: 29 Mar 2024

-> Down Time Down Under (pt6) -> Oscar finds that having a crush having less than platonic feelings for your boss's only adult daughter is apparently free real estate for some of F1's biggest gossips posted: 10 May 2024

-> Shift Happens (pt7) (in progress) -> Miami and Imola bring new challenges to the grid. Challenges such as trying to avoid the Grid Gossips who are determined to find out everything about your relationship- oh and being on the podium with your ex-teammate too. posted:

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'P1P with Oscar, Daniel and Mark' Transcripts (in progress)

This is an Ongoing Series!

Amazing this, we love this guide

The 2024 Beginners' Guide to F1 from Shunted Towers.

This was an experience

u should do like a foursome. where the winners on the podium get to fuck y/n. Like Lando Charles and max. Weird idea oop

18+ ONLY

Warnings: Smut, foursome, eating out, blow jobs, hand jobs, face fucking, spit, swallowing, soft dom!max, hard dom!lando, switch!charles, face riding, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (don't have sex, because you will get pregnant and die), riding, denial, doggy, praise, anal (fucking and fingering), overstimulation, sub space (i suppose)

I tried to include recovery time but i forgot ill be honest

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Celebrating for Max, Lando and Charles meant one thing: getting drunk in the club.

They'd all spotted her across the dance floor at the same time, swaying her hips with the music, drink in her hands. All three of them wanted her. It should have caused an all out war.

But she noticed them, noticed as the three of them stared. Moving her hips from side to side, she walked over to them, walking over to Lando (as he was standing in the middle).

Her fingers played with the chain around his neck as she looked at the other two boys. She said something, something none of them could hear, and went up onto her tip toes to whisper in each of their ears.

It must have been the alcohol, because they never would have done it sober. Never would have followed her back to her apartment with other drivers beside him.

Max stumbled into her apartment first, hands around her hips as Lando and Charles followed.

His lips were on hers as she kicked off her shoes and reached back to unzip her dress. Once he saw her struggling, Charles walked over to pull the zip down, kissing her neck as he did.

Just lando was left standing there, feeling a little left out. So, she reached out her hand, reaching past max, reaching for the chain around his neck.

When she pulled lando closer, Max began kissing down her neck as she began kissing Lando. She stepped out of her dress without breaking away from anybody, leaving her in her underwear.

Charles couldn't stop himself from cupping her ass. Her eyes shut as he did, letting out a quiet whine.

But still, her underwear was blocking too much of their view. It was gorgeous, sure, but the boys couldn't wait to see it on the floor.

Charles slipped his hands beneath her underwear, still cupping her ass. Lando pushed the straps of her bra down her arms as Max undid the clasp.

As her bra fell away from her body, Max looked away. Not out of politeness, not because he felt like he shouldn't be looking at her in such a state, but to look around her apartment. He looked towards the kitchen, at the counter top.

Suddenly, she was in his arms. Charles and Lando followed as Max placed her on the counter top. She sat there, leaning back on her hands as Max got to his knees.

Immediately Charles and Lando attached themselves to her breasts, each of them taking a nipple between their lips. She threw her head back as they worked, this enough to get her wt. Soaked even.

On his knees Max pulled her underwear away from her body. He discarded it on the kitchen floor and dove right in, kissing her thigh before moving her legs over his shoulders.

He licked and sucked as her folds, tongue swirling around her clit. She let out moans and whines, gripping Charles and Lando's hair as Max's tongue prodded at her hole.

"Holy shit," she gasped, legs shaking around Max's head as he brought her to her first orgasm of the night.

The boys pulled away from her as they stripped down to nothing. Still on the counter, she watched as Lando reached back to unclasp the chain from around his neck. "Leave it," she said and he halted his movements, leaving the chain dangling around his neck.

Curling her finger in a beckoning motion, she led them through the apartment and towards her bedroom. At first the couch was temping, fucking each of them on the cushions, but there wouldn't be space to take all of them.

Grabbing a hold of Lando, Charles and Max, she sat them on her bed and got down onto her knees in front of them. She wrapped her hands around both Max and Lando and held her mouth open for Charles.

It was hard work, moving her hands up and down Max and Lando while working Charles in her mouth in the same rhythm.

But the boys were all moaning as she either sucked or tugged. Out of the three of them, Charles was enjoying it the most, but that was because it was easier for her to concentrate on him.

When it got to be too much, she released her hold on Max and Lando, concentrating all of her efforts on Charles. He gripped her hair as he let out breathy moans, letting his hips stutter as he came in her mouth.

Releasing her hair, Charles laid back, breathless as Y/N swallowed, wiping any excess away from her mouth.

She took time to recover as she moved onto Lando. He was rock hard, vein prominent as it climbed up the side of him.

After a good minute of recovering, she placed her hands on her knees, signalling to him that she was ready.

But Lando had other ideas. He caressed her cheek before placing his hand beneath her chin. "Open wide," he said and she opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out and shutting her eyes.

Something warm and let hit her tongue. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, at the grin he wore as he looked down at her. That was when she realised what he had just done, that she had just swallowed his spit.

And she loved it.

Her jaw ached as she sucked him, moving her mouth up and down his shaft. Her tongue swirled around the tip and ran along the vein. Just like Charles, Lando held her hair. But he didn't just grip onto her, he held her hair as he thrusted his hips forward, effectively fucking her face.

It was aggressive, but she was grateful. She wasn't having to do any of the work with how her jaw was aching, Lando taking complete control.

Tears sprung to her eyes as spit ran down her chin. The noises she was making had the other two looking over, eyes blown wide. They'd never seen Lando, the youngest of them all, so dominating and aggressive. It had Max's arousal getting to painful levels and Charles ready to go again.

Just before Lando came, he pulled her off of his cock, moving his hand up and down his shaft as he pointed towards her chest. She wiped away her tears as he came on her breasts.

Using a finger, she gathered a little bit of cum and put her finger in her mouth as she stared into his eyes, "Holy fuck," Lando hissed as she licked his cum off.

With an aching jaw and painful knees, she shuffled over to Max. "Best saved for last, huh?" He joked.

She swallowed thickly as she put her mouth around him and hollowed her cheeks. Just like the other two, Max gripped her hair, but he pulled her off of him. "Gorgeous," he muttered as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip.

"Charlie," said Max.

As if he already knew what to do, laid down on the floor behind her. He grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her on top of him, sucking and licking at her folds.

She was hesitant at first, but, after some gentle coaxing from Max, she settled down on his face.

Her eyes closed as Charles worked her like an expert, his tongue flat and broad as he licked her in a long stripe. His tongue played with her clit before he sucked on it.

"That's it," whispered Max as he petted her hair.

As if rejuvenated, she moved her mouth back to Max's cock, sucking in time with Charles's licks. Ignoring the ache in her jaw, she worked back with ferocity, taking him all the way, until her nose was pressed against his pelvic, before pulling back.

Max moaned. He kept a hold of her hair, kept his hips still as his moans filled the apartment. "That's it," he whispered, his eyes squeezed shut.

Suddenly she stopped as she let out a cry, pulling away from Charles. Her legs were shaking as she went up onto her tired knees, and Charles kissed the inside of her thigh one more time before he pulled away from her, leaving her to bring Max to completion.

He wasn't far off, hips stuttering as he held himself at the back of her throat. He spilled inside of her mouth and she eagerly swallowed before lifting off.

Suddenly they pulled her up, dragged her to her feet. "Who do you want first?" Charles asked with a glint in his eye, and Y/N reached for Lando.

The brit was happy to oblige. Max and Charles cleared off the bed as she laid back and Lando climbed on top of her. His necklace hung over her as he grinned, tongue between her teeth.

He leaned down to kiss her, his lips bruising against hers. As he kissed her, he pushed her legs apart, using one hand to hold himself up and the other to part her folds. He held himself as he pushed forward.

She let out a cry as Lando thrust forward. He kept his eyes locked onto her face as he set a pace, slow at first, but his thrusts were still hard. When her only reply were moans, whines, face scrunched up as her eyes shut, Lando sped up his pace. He gripped, his head against her shoulders as his hips snapped against hers.

The sounds of skin against him filled the apartment. Lando moved away from her shoulder, his necklace swaying above her as he fucked her.

Her moans came out hot and heavy as Lando's thrusts sped up, his pace seemingly impossible. She clenched around him as she face scrunched up, bringing her to her third orgasm of the night.

Lando have one last particularly bruising thrust, cumming inside of her. Breathlessly, he pulled away from her, laying on the bed beside her quivering, sweat covered body.

Max was next, but he gave her a moment to recuperate, considering how clearly exhausted she was. She looked at him with half closed eyes, hands resting on her stomach.

After what felt like no time at all, she beckoned Max closer. She stood on her own shaking legs and gestured for him to lay down on the bed before her. He did so, placing his hands behind his head as he grinned up at her.

She sat herself on his midsection, legs on either side of him. She leaned down, kissing him softly. But Max pushed it further, his tongue invading her mouth. She squeaked in surprise, but didn't pull away.

His hands moved from behind his head to hold her ass, his grip so firm it definitely left bruises. She didn't mind though, a reminder of this night was exactly what she needed. No, the memories of this night were never leaving her mind.

She held his cock as Max used his grip on her ass to raise her up.

She lowed down onto him, eyes fluttering shut as her hands rested on his chest. Max was thick within her, her walls clenching around him.

Max grunted as he moved his hips, bouncing her on top of him. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her as her body bounced.

"Come on, pretty girl," he said as he moved. "I want to hear you."

She moved as Max moved her, manhandling her like she was a ragdoll.

Still thrusting up into her, Max moved his hands up to her back, pulling her body down on top of him. He shut his eyes as he sucked her nipple into her mouth.

"Oh my god," she cried, holding herself up high enough for Max to give her tits attention. Max was hyper aware of everything, of the way she clenched around him. "I... I'm-"

But with the way he was fucking her, she couldn't get the words out. To Max, that was reason enough to pull her off of him, leave her dangling on the edge without pushing her over. She cried out as she fell onto the bed beside him, clenching her legs together. "Please," she cried as she reached down, but Max grabbed a hold of her hands, preventing her from sorting herself out.

"No way," he said and brought her hands to his cock. She moved her hands up and down his shaft until he came in her hands. She looked at him with a glare as she licked the cum from her skin.

"Charles," said Max and the Monégasque took his place on the bed. "Don't let her cum," Max said to him as he placed her so that she was sitting on Charles just as she was Max.

As she sank down onto him, tears sprung to her eyes. "Ride him," she heard Lando say as he rested against the wall.

She tried her best, but she was already exhausted. After watching her struggle to bounce, Lando walked over and took charge, bouncing her on top of Charles.

But he quickly got bored and went back to slowly tugging himself as he rested against the wall. Charles looked up at her as she continued to bounce, but he quickly lifted her off of him. He flipped them over, propping her up on her hands and knees as he got behind her.

From that angle, all of them could see just how wet she was. Drenched, with a mess already on the bed beneath her. And they weren't done with her yet.

Charles watched as she shivered when he pushed his finger between her folds. It was a mix of her and everything of Lando's that Max hadn't fucked out of her. He lifted his finger to his lips, tasting it, tasting them. "My turn," he said and pushed into her.

With her hair knotted around his hands, Charles wildly snapped his hips against hers. He held her hip with the other hand, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. Cries and whines and moans left her lips as he fucked her into the mattress.

But then Charles let go of her hair. His pace slowed as he squeezed her ass, pulling her cheeks apart. His thumb ran over her hole, not quite pushing in. That's where he'd be in a matter of moments. "There's lube in the drawer," she said through her gasps of ecstasy.

Max reached into the drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube. He coated his fingers and reached between the bodies of her and Charles. "That's it," he said as he gently pushed his index finger inside of her hole, going up to his knuckle. "Good girl."

Her eyes were squeezed shut as Max pushed his finger in and out of her hole. "You're doing so good for us," said Charles, his thrusts matching the slow pace of Max's fingers.

Her moans turns into incoherent babbling and Max pushed Charles away before she could cum. He worked in another finger, his free hand on her as as he stroked her soft skin. "Good girl," he whispered again, speeding up his thrusts. "I'll need to get one more in, okay?"

He kept trusting, but he kept to two fingers as he waited for her to nod into her pillow. "Use words, gorgeous," he said.

It was a struggle, but she managed to get the words out, to tell him how much she wanted it.

She cried out at the stretch as Max words one last finger in. "Good girl," he said once again as he thrust in and out, opening her up. "Think you're ready for us?"

Again, she nodded and Max realised words were going to be too much for her. He pulled his fingers out and laid himself down on the bed, manhandling her back on top of him, just as she was before. With a hiss she sank back down onto his cock, feeling familiar inside of her.

"Hold onto me," said Max as Charles climbed into the bed behind her.

She placed her forehead on Max's shoulder, squeezing him tight as Charles pulled her cheeks apart again. He held himself as he pushed towards her tight hole, slowly pushing in.

The feeling was indescribable as Charles pushed all the way in. She cried out, biting down onto Max's folder at the burn. "Fuck," Charles hissed, his forehead thrown back as his eyes shut.

Only Lando was left. He stood just to the left of them, in the perfect place for her to reach over and suck him off. He stood ready, but she wasn't, not yet.

Charles had to set the pace, his thrusts being the thing to move her on top of Max. It took a while to get used to, before she could turn her attention to Lando. But he understood, that was clear by the way he stroked her hair.

Charles picked up the pace and she moved away from Max's shoulder, taking Lando into her mouth.

Sucking him off was a real challenge as she was rocked between Max and Charles. Her eyes were squeezed shut as Lando held her head, fucking her face once again.

It was all too much and she came for the fourth time. The three men held her up as they fucked into all three of her holes, using her until they came.

Lando came first, pulling out of her mouth as she swallowed. She looked up at him, still rocking between Max and Charles, her expression completely fucked out. Max was next, cumming inside of her. He didn't pull out though, staying inside of her while Charles continued to snap his hips against hers.

Charles's jaw was clenched as he gave a few last thrusts, cumming inside of her ass. He pulled away, watching as he leaked out of her. She fell onto the bed, out of breath as she looked up at the three men.

As Charles put a blanket over her, Max and Lando walked through her apartment, searching for her bathroom. When they found it they ran the bath for her, getting it to a suitable temperature before they went back into the bedroom.

"Think you can walk?" Charles asked her as he ran his fingers through her hair.

She shook her head and Charles nodded, easily picking her up and following Max and Lando into the bathroom.

We love a nice Lando smau

a little party never killed nobody - lando norris

best friend(?) party girl reader x lando norris social media au

a/n: idk this is a brain dump of the feminine urge to party with lando in atrocious ways! this will include obscene amounts implied and photographed alcohol consumption so if ur uncomfy with that, i’d skip this one! fc is alix earle!

--------------------------------- Australia

landonorris

landonorris: straya points and the official inaugural party host, y/nusername

y/nusername

y/nusername: gday mate 🇦🇺🦘

danielricciardo: Never underestimating you again, the hangover on that plane was miserable

georgerussell63: I told you she’s a bloody party animal

y/nusername: that was pretty tame ngl

oscarpiastri: I was right, not joining was a better idea

y/nusername: u just hate fun

landonorris: feels like the season finally started

y/nusername: bring it on

daniel3.jpg

daniel3.jpg: Melbourne introduced me to the Y/N and Lando party world

--------------------------------- Japan

landonorris

landonorris: podiums make me so happy i start singing

y/nusername: i feel like you’re better at karaoke than at racing

landonorris: changing careers fr

yukitsunoda0511: Please don’t

y/nusername

y/nusername: jpop is awesome 🇯🇵

yukitsunoda0511: you're welcome

y/nusername: yuki san you are my idol

--------------------------------- Miami

y/nusername

y/nusername: in miami, bitch 🇺🇸

landonorris: not like my podium mattered or anything

y/nusername: baby girl i bought you your champagne bottles at the club as a congratulatory gift

maxfewtrell: She's right baby girl

landonorris

landonorris: good timessss lfg miami

oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri: Miami was extremely good to us!

y/nusername: when will u let me throw u a party pookie

oscarpiastri: I think the wise answer is never

y/nusername: but it’s FUN and you should celebrate your podiums!

georgerussell63: Do not trust her, you will have a week long hangover

y/nusername: it’s been a YEAR let it go 😭

--------------------------------- Monaco

y/nusername

y/nusername: my best friend is a formula 1 grand prix winner and i’ve never been drunker (or happier). i fucking love monaco 🇲🇨

landonorris: 🧡

carlossainz55: I think I’m still drunk 🥶

maxverstappen1: same

oscarpiastri: same

landonorris

landonorris: last weekend dump. it was a dream come true (and i’m still drunk too)

y/nusername: now that we got your win out of the way, charles_leclerc monaco win when

charles_leclerc: I'm trying

y/nusername has posted her stories

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lando.jpg

lando.jpg: great weekend, could get used to winning and partying with them

y/nusername: vamos!

carlossainz55: 😛

y/nusername

y/nusername: bailando (bye-lando?)💃🏽 🇪🇸

landonorris: u couldn't have picked a better photo

y/nusername: i was barely able to walk, no

carlossainz55: Looking good!

y/nusername: i'm inclined to believe you're saying you look good, to which i would agree

landonorris: what

y/nusername has added to her stories

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landonorris

landonorris: home gp win. it doesn’t get better than this.

y/nusername: i love you so much winner!!!!!! (fuck u for that photo!!!!!)

lewishamilton: Huge congratuations!

y/nusername: good times innit 🇬🇧

georgerussell63: I will never, ever be bullied into going out with you ever again

y/nusername: ...as i said, good times innit

landonorris: how come george and fernando get that picture and i look like a kpop idol

y/nusername: cause ur my baby girl fr

landonorris: what

fernandoalonso: Too old for this craziness, but thanks again!

y/nusername: what do you mean you were the life of the party!!!

y/nusername has added to her stories

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y/nusername

y/nusername: you think i’m crazy? you should meet maxverstappen1 three jägerbombs in. 🇳🇱

maxverstappen1: Let me tell you that you on five jägerbombs was worse, but you wouldn't remember.

landonorris: she’s like that without the alcohol too

y/nusername: wow okay drag me!

y/nusername has added to her stories

--------------------------------- Mexico

y/nusername: viva el tequila y viva méxico 🇲🇽

sergioperez: Respect!

y/nusername: i promise i don't down tequila like water all the time, i can also appreciate the flavor!

landonorris: she's lying

patriciooward: Can I join you next time?

y/nusername: you can join me any time!

patriciooward: Tonight any good?

landonorris: once again what

patriciooward has added to his stories

--------------------------------- Brazil

y/nusername: eu te amo 🇧🇷

carlossainz55: 😍

patriciooward: 🔥

landonorris: i am once again asking... what?

--------------------------------- Las Vegas

y/nusername: i girlbossed too close to the sun this time but a drunk fake wedding doesn't represent us as people 🇺🇸

user65: you are absolutely kidding THEY DID NOT GET MARRIED

oscarpiastri: Oh Jesus Christ pick up the phone

carlossainz55: Thanks for the invite!

maxverstappen1: That's a way to make controversy

user24: fuck a las vegas win, lando finally bagged the girl

user43: lando to carlos and pato: fuck around and find out

landonorris has added to his stories

--------------------------------- Abu Dhabi

y/nusername: season is over but we’ll be back (no accidental weddings this time) 🇦🇪

landonorris: could you stop posting on ig and come say what you want to eat

user52: cant you see the man loves you why did you unmarry him and say you're not marrying him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oscarpiastri: Don't make promises you cant keep

user 75: HELLO?

user 19: OSCAR?

Amazing series!! Such a big recommend

all eyes on us | mv33

synopsis ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ in which you’re the teammate of max verstappen, but you too don’t seem to get along quite well…

pairings ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ mexican!fem!reader x max verstappen

face claim ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ lizeth selene

warnings ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ explicit language, grammar mistakes, reader is a bit aggressive n competitive, alcohol, cigarettes n smoking, sexism, i think that’s it?

a/n ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ this will be an ongoing series, it’s a half thought out plot but… i’ve done so many of these just for them to be deleted. let’s pray that i don’t delete this one

status ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ ongoing

POSSIBLE INACCURATE TIMELINE

( ᗢ chapters include narrative content )

chapter names may change as story progresses.

01. sweet lies

02. stupid girl ᗢ

03. bad sign

04. mad woman ᗢ

05. my old ways

06. isn’t it? ᗢ

07. i want you

08.

more to come…

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Can’t wait to see who it is!

who’s the worst of them all? someone tell Santa Claus! - f1 grid

part two | masterlist

warning: not intended for minors + some jokes + fluff/filler part

a/n: hi hi it’s me… I’ve had this written since early November and I’m excited to share!! enjoy!!

DEAR Y/N,

have you been a good girl this year? I heard you’re looking for your stocking stuffed, I think I have just the gift. meet me at midnight for your gift!

Xx

secret Santa

you can’t read this out loud, and most definitely not to the public who will view this video later. whoever was your secret Santa, must’ve heard the rumors of your dry spell. and how pitiful was if that it wasn’t even a rumor, it was the truth.

“oh it’s just a sweet handwritten note.” you chuckle quickly flashing the note to the camera before shoving it back inside the off white envelope.

the presenter presses for more information. she asks what the letter contains and who you think it’s from, and in all honesty, it could be coming from anyone.

all the boys handwriting was not legible. it was like getting a doctors script, it could mean anything, but it was clear this individual took their time to make it perfect.

“I’ll have to find out at the Christmas dinner tonight.” you flash a wink in hopes to cover the beet red look against your cheeks.

“well have fun!”

fun… this was about to be nowhere near fun when it came down to narrowing twenty something guys to be your secret Santa.

—

starting off with Pierre. in his bachelor days, he would’ve sent you something like this, but it was always harmless jokes and he would never take it this far. with kika around his arm, you could cross him off the list of embarrassing yourself in front of.

then there’s his best friend, Charles. he always had a wobbly relationship with women, and seeing he’s alone tonight you cross the room heading his way, “you don’t happen to be my secret Santa?” your hands delicately press against his shoulders, he turns around rather quickly at your touch instantly shaking his head, “no, no, I got Pierre this year. you still don’t know yours?”

shaking your head in response, you eye the room from where you stand. the bar had begun to fill with drivers and team members rather quickly. the air was colder now, but the heat from inside was welcoming to those dressed in bare minimum, like yourself. Charles hand against your lower back was like a radiator, the heat spread through your system faster than the log fire going on, “I’m sure you’ll find him.” Charles promises, “but for now, can I get you a drink?”

“please.”

—

the nights gone smoothly and so far you can cross off valterri, Logan, Kevin, and Nico. you’re questioning yuki, Daniel, Lewis, and lando due to their abilities to dodge the questions.

George outright told you it wasn’t him after hearing you’d spun yourself in circles to find anyone new to question. Logan had confessed to having brought up the idea, but refused to give any further information.

and then there was Carlos.

the man who’d been under your nose this whole evening. with his bow tie crooked, and the clock ticking closer to midnight, you meander your way over to where he stands.

“I’m not who you’re looking for, hermosa.”

“and who am I looking for exactly?”

his eyes flicker from the clock, the television highlighting the Real Madrid game, and back over to you, “I’d never send such a cryptic message.” he maneuvers his body to face yours, “I know how to ask for what I want.”

“and what is it that you want?” you press your body closer in to the smooth wood bar top. your mind is spinning, your heart is hammering it’s way out of your chest, and Carlos is inching closer.

“for you to leave me alone.”

“you’re no fun, sainz.” you pout your bottom lip out and spin on your heels to find your body pressed into lando’s.

“you find him yet?” landos cheeky grin makes him look like a Cheshire Cat. ever since he read the note he’d been eager to place the pin on the man and root for your dry spell to end.

for now, it’s ten minutes to midnight and the place was emptying. the alcohol buzzed around the room and the chatter begun to die, it’s ironic how it was a little bit like your heart: buzzing to find the guy, but ready to die at the sight of him.

“I’m sure it’s all just a prank and I’ll have Logan to blame for it.”

“miss,” the bartenders tap against your shoulder makes you spin away from landos chest, “this is for you.”

DEAR Y/N,

giving up? never thought of you as a quitter.

xx

yours

grinding your teeth together you press the napkin into your palm until the ink smudges. you’re no quitter, but if the man with no balls doesn’t show up soon, you’ll leave here ready to slam your car into someone else’s.

“I’m going to head out, you’ll be okay to walk out alone?”

lando’s worries snap your thoughts from the napkin that’s disintegrating into your hands. his touch is soft against your bare shoulder, making your body two degrees warmer than the room, “I’ll be fine, you go home and have a good Christmas.”

“you too, and if you don’t find him—“

“yes, I know, you’ll key his car.”

rolling your eyes, you playfully shove the Brit off into the cold, leaving you and the cleaning crew in silence.

you never noticed how trashed the bar was. in its glory days, you can tell the red thick carpet and white trim around the bar gave the place a holiday feel. and by the old pictures scattered around the walls, the formula one boys had a riot in this place. people from Michael Schumacher all the way down to young Fernando Alonso, the place seemed to always be the home of f1.

looking down at the disintegrated napkin in your hand, and quickly looking up at the clock, midnight had just struck. if he wasn’t here by 12:01 you were a goner. you hated people who wasted your time, you’d much rather be at home or maybe in lando’s warm McLaren buzzing from the alcohol and the warm leather seats.

turning on your heel, he’d just arrived. he’s shaking the snow off his bulky black jacket, shimmering out of the sleeves. a man comes and retrieves it from his grasp, and in typical fashion, he thanks him.

“you thought I wouldn’t come?”

“I hate when people are late.”

“good thing I’m not late then,” he says with a soft smile approaching where you stand at the bar, with your arms crossed tightly over your chest. he leans forward, inching his mouth over your ear, “I’m right on time.”

a/n: take your guesses on who you think it is!! the big reveal happens Christmas Day!

tags: @oconso @xcicix @imsorare @weasleyswizardwheezes-blog @monzabee @lpab @frreyaa @motorsp0rt @lovelytsunoda @smoothopz z @jaehyunluvcult @iloveyou3000morgan @lunnnix @leclerc13 @goldenalbon

Love this series so much

It’s amazing

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( main master list | more of max verstappen ) ( requests )

:: PART ONE | angst + romance ❭ ⤷ welcome to your new home

:: PART TWO | fluff + romance ❭ ⤷ how to: love your new home

:: PART THREE | romance ❭ ⤷ how to: hold hands with your new husband

:: PART FOUR | fluff ❭ ⤷ how to: love your new life

:: PART FIVE | fluff + smut ❭ ⤷ how to: love your new husband

:: P6 COMING SOON | angst ❭ ⤷ how to: say goodbye

:: P7 COMING SOON | fluff + romance ❭ ⤷ goodbyes aren't forever. stay in my arms, my love

Absolutely one of the best writers on this app

F1 Masterlist

Requests are open! I write for Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Daniel Ricciardo, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri and Carlos Sainz

Max Verstappen

Series

Keep on rolling (on going)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Two.Five

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Mini Me

Mini Me

Better Than He Ever Was

Prodigy

One shots

"I'm Sat"

Have To Have Her

Sweat, Baby, Sweat

Barking Mad

English Love Affair

Taking Control

Blurbs

Gamer Gorl

Charles Leclerc

Series

Rich Kids Club

Chapter One

Chapter Two

One Shots

"He Can't Know"

"He Does Know"

Green Eyed Monster

Pancakes

Inked Up

Daniel Ricciardo

One Shots

Hidden in the dark

Daddy Ricciardo

Dancing In The Dark

Christmas Sweater

Drive Out Of The City, Away From The Crowds

Oscar Piastri

One Shots

Pastry

Tears Falling Down at the Party

Rookie Season

Lando Norris

Series

Rich Kids Club

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Oneshots

Home Cooked

Petit Monstre

Lando Norris HC's

Horse Girl

Saying Goodbye

Blurbs

Heartbreak boy

Carlos Sainz

Series

No Need to ask

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Landoscar X Reader

Oneshots

Double Podium Baby!

Landoscar HC's

All You Need Is Love (and sleep)

A Swing and a Miss

Blurbs

OTT Christmas

Jealous lil guy

'Landoscar taking your virginity'

Aussie Christmas

Nugget

Baby Fever

Maxiel X Reader

One Shots

Easy Mornings

Lestappen X Reader

Oneshots

The Bad Luck Boy

Blurbs

Burnout

midnights, masterlist * mv1

a compilation of lonely midnights shared between you and max following your breakup

one.

since your breakup, max hadn’t thought of you. until he stumbled home by himself in the middle of the night.

two.

you were in the middle of eating dinner alone when you got the feeling of getting punched in the gut

three.

max just won his third championship, but the sinking feeling starts to settle in

four.

you’re woken up in the middle of the night in cold sweat and max’s name at the tip of your tongue

five.

max knows how much you hate thunderstorms, and he can't help but think of you when he's home and there's one

six.

a thunderstorm keeps you up at night, the same way it kept max up

seven.

the news is out: three time world champion, max verstappen, and his girlfriend of 6 years have been broken up since the singapore weekend

eight.

rumours on the paddock have it that max is out and about with another girl on his arm

nine.

max finds out you'd gone to the club with alexandra, making him wonder if it’s really over when pictures of you and another man leak

ten.

the 2023 season has ended and geri horner has made the mistake of inviting you to a house party where max is in attendance

-> extras.

the great war.

a look into the fight that led to the painstaking breakup

director's cut.

an insight into the writing process and the songs that inspired it

This did things to me, like Damm

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 | max verstappen x fem!reader

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | After Max broke Sebastian Vettels 9 win in a row record, his girlfriend wants to show how proud she is by doing the same.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut, pre-established relationship, sub!max dom!reader, p in v, riding, doggy, shower sex, oral both!receiving, handjob, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praise kink, toys, dacryphilia, somnophilia, dry humping, thigh-fucking, semi-public sex, fluff at beginning and end. No use of Y/N.

Inspired by: @buckyhad

After Max won the race and broke Sebastian Vettel’s record, his girlfriend and just about every other fan of his in the world was screaming and cheering for him. Excitement and disappointment washed over the crowd of Formula 1 fans, everyone taking in Max’s win in different ways. He seemed to be impossible to beat seeing as he just got the new record and had defeated the Monza curse all in one race.

When he came searching for his girlfriend once he finished up with all the formalities and celebrations with the public, he found her sitting in his driver room. The second Max walked in, he was met with the girl in his arms. She pulled him down into a loving and excited kiss. Her arms remained tight around him, making Max smile into the kiss. He could feel how proud she was even when she hadn’t said anything yet.

“Good job, Max! I’m so proud of you, baby.” She peppered kisses all along his face and jaw. Even when they had been dating for quite some time, she still managed to get him flustered. “You did so good.” The praises just kept on coming as she now moved him to sit on the couch she had been sitting on. She was perched on his lap, running her hands through his hair. Of course he was tired and wanting a bit of a break, but he knew that it was impossible to get that with her there.

“Thank you.” Max smiled up at his girlfriend, not telling her anything about how tired he was. She knew that he was exhausted and slipped off of his lap. He assumed that she would just be heading off to talk to the other drivers and WAGs, but no. He watched as she dropped to her knees in front of him and pressed a kiss to his thigh. “What are you doing?” He asked and brushed her hair out of her face, wanting to see her.

“Congratulating you?” She said it as if it was the world’s most obvious thing. She was quick to pull down his pants, leaving him barely any time to even react. He had gotten decently hard just from her sitting on his lap, so with a few quick strokes of her hand, he was fully erect.

“No teasing, please.” Max watched her with furrowed brows and when she glanced up at him, his breath hitched. Her pupils were blown and her lips were bitten from how she had been thinking about him earlier and from how she had kissed him messily just a few moments prior.

“I didn’t plan on it.” She gave him an innocent smile that left when she wrapped her mouth around his cock, tongue swirling around the tip. His head fell back with a groan, hand staying on the back of her head. Max didn’t push her head down, he just kept his hand there to feel her. She slowly took him all the way into her mouth, gagging slightly when she felt his tip hit the back of her throat. His hips jumped at the vibrations of her throat and she choked but continued to suck him off. One of her hands moved to his balls, gently fondling and squeezing them. Max knew to stay quiet while they did this, the other drivers or anyone outside might be able to hear what they were doing.

“Shit- I’m already close.” With Max’s words, her lips tightened around his cock and she moaned quietly, vibrations flowing through his whole body. His legs shook for a moment and his thigh muscles flexed as he bucked his hips, cumming down her throat. Max’s head fell back as he gasped her name. His eyes opened as he looked down at her, feeling her mouth leave his cock with a pop. She opened her mouth, showing how she had swallowed every drop of his cum.

“Good?” She asked, teasing him slightly as his chest heaved while he caught his breath. He nodded and she pulled his pants back up. After he went out to get some drinks with the other drivers, Max would come home and find her there waiting for him.

“I’ve got to go, I’ll see you in a while?” He brushed the hair from her eyes and she nodded. She had stood up and so had Max, looking down at her.

“Yeah, of course. Again, congrats on the win.” She pressed a kiss to her boyfriend’s cheek and watched as he walked away. She didn’t have much left to do, so she went back home. She didn’t talk too much with the other WAGs or drivers, so there was nothing left for her. She arrived at their house and just laid around, playing with their cats and looking at clips from the race. That was when she got an idea. 10 wins was his record on the track, in bed his record was about 5 in a day. She wanted to beat that as well.

One down, nine to go.

When she arrived back at their house, she laid on their bed, wondering what she might be able to do to beat that record. She had a little box sitting under the bed, it had different toys in it that she only really used when Max was off in some other country for a race and she couldn’t wait. Thinking about that box, she leaned off of the bed and pulled it out. The contents inside were sort of limiting what she could do. Dildo? No. Handcuffs? Maybe. Vibrator? That thought lingered for a moment as she imagined the things she could do to him using one. Yes.

Max would come back home soon, it was still early in the afternoon and she knew that she had to squeeze in nine orgasms for him. When she heard the front door open and heard him call out her name, she got onto her feet almost immediately. She rushed down the stairs and into his arms.

“Jeez, you’re excited.” Max teased but hugged her back. He couldn’t see the smirk that she held, nor could he know her intentions. She reached up and grabbed onto the collar of his shirt, dragging him into the living room and shoving him down onto a chair. “What are you doing?” He looked up at her when she moved onto his lap.

“What do you think?” She could feel the forming bulge in his pants and smiled at him innocently. Max shifted underneath her for some friction, groaning loudly.

“You’re insatiable.” He put his hands on her hips. He mainly expected for them both to just strip naked, but when he slowly started moving her hips against his, he knew that wouldn’t happen. Max sucked in a sharp breath, biting his lip.

“You ok?” She gently touched his chin and made him look up at her while she ground her hips down onto his. He could barely meet her eyes, his brows knit together. His cock was still somewhat sensitive from earlier, but it made everything just feel better.

“I’m not gonna last…” Max’s fingers dug I go her hips so hard that they would likely leave bruises.

“That’s fine, Max. Cum for me.” She let go of his chin but still watched his face when he came. His muscles tensed as he groaned out curses of her name. When she stood back up, she could see the little wet spot on his jeans.

“Damn it, I gotta buy new jeans.” He grumbled and stood up. She hummed and reached over for his belt buckle, undoing it and slipping it off before pushing his pants down to the hardwood floor. He looked down at her, a bit taken back by her sudden boldness.

Two down, eight to go.

“May as well take them off then, right?” She cupped the bulge in his boxers and smiled. His eyes shut from the touch and he moved away for a moment. Max reopened his eyes and looked at his girlfriend, smiling and ruffling her hair.

“Cute.” He scoffed and then followed her upstairs and into their room. When they laid down together, both doing their own things, Max thought that maybe she was done with sex for the day. She was reading a book and he was watching clips from the race and looking at posts on social media. That was until she took one hand off of her book and slipped it under the covers, moving it into his boxers. He glared at her.

“What are you looking at, Max?” She leaned over and looked at his phone, her head on his shoulder. He could feel her arm moving against his own while she jerked him off.

“C- shit… clips from the race.” Max choked out when her grip on his cock tightened ever so slightly. Her hand was working him quickly, making his lips part.

“Can you explain some to me?” She asked, glancing up at him for a second. His eyes were clouded from lust, but he did his best to try and explain things to her. Every sentence would be interrupted with a moan or a groan. She moved onto kissing his neck at the same time, leaving him whining and sighing her name.

“I cant…” Max whispered, his back slightly arched off of the bed. She used part of her arm to push him back down flat on the bed as she continued to stroke him. His head fell to the side and he dropped his phone onto his chest.

“Its ok, Max. You’re fine.” Her voice was soft in his ear while she pressed a kiss to it. He groaned her name and thrusted up into her hand. She pulled down the covers a bit to see how his shirt had ridden up and his abdomen was exposed.

“Too fast!” His thighs tensed and he hissed through his teeth. She looked over at him and slowed her hand but felt him groan in frustration. Taking another look at him, she knew what he was meaning by that. Max wasn’t complaining about the speed, he was just embarrassed about how fast he was about to cum again. She went back up to her former speed and heard him let out a loud groan. With one more flex of his abs and a buck of his hips, he came all along his shirt and lower abdomen.

Three down, seven to go.

“There you go.” She pressed a kiss to his cheek and stood up from the bed while he was still panting. Walking into their shared washroom, she grabbed a cloth and washed her hands. She wiped off the cum on his abdomen and watched as he pulled off his shirt. When she laid back down, he pulled her into his arms and then continued watching the video from before.

“You’re killing me, by the way.” He mumbled in her ear and she simply laughed. Her hands were brought to her chest and she was pretty much laying on top of him. Maxs hand slid down her stomach and went to go push away her panties, feeling guilty that she hadn’t had the chance to cum yet. She moved away from him shook her head. Max looked at her with a blank expression, not quite sure of what she might want.

“Not with your hands, Max. I need more than that from you.” She gave him a quick pat on the chest and smiled. Max felt his cock twitch at the idea of taking her, although he was still recovering from his previous orgasm. “Can you do it?” Her voice was teasing as she sat up and slipped off her panties.

“I can.” Max tried to sound more confident than he truly was. He wasn’t sure how long he would be able to last. Sitting up beside her, he watched as she moved to lay on her stomach, back arched to put her ass in the air. His hands gripped her hips and he took in a deep breath before pushing his cock into her.

“Shit…” She hissed when his hips were pressed up against her, leaving him balls deep inside of her. Max let out a quiet whimper and an even quieter moan of her name. His legs shook a little while they both took a second to adjust. Once decent, his thrusts picked up, slow and steady. Max had to bite his lip to contain his whines while he grew a bit more confident and moves his hips quicker. Her eyes rolled back while she gripped the sheets, moaning his name shamelessly.

“Oh my god-“ Max groaned and his head fell back, trying desperately to hold back his orgasm that was approaching at such an embarrassing rate. He wanted her to cum first, he wouldn’t be able to deal with himself if he couldn’t make her cum. Watching her twitch and tremble under him made him feel better about himself as his cock dragged against her walls. She clamped down around him as if she was trying to cut off his dick, making him whine out her name.

“More!” She pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts desperately, feeling one of his hands move under her to go to her clit. Rubbing at the bundle of nerves, her eyes rolled back. Max panted and his legs shook. With just a couple more hard and deeper thrusts, she came with a moan of his name. Max kept moving for a couple more seconds before shooting his cum inside of her, his grip on her hips becoming bruising.

They stayed connected for a while longer, catching their breaths before Max pulled out with a grunt. Letting go of her hips, she laid back down comfortably on the bed. Max pressed a kiss to the space between her breasts and smiled.

“Thank you.” She looked up at him and moved his sweaty hair out of his forehead. The strands of blonde hair stuck to his skin. Max pulled her into his arms and she put her legs around him.

Four down, six to go.

She was running out of ideas as to how she could make him cum. With only two more real ideas, she wasn’t sure what to do. She grabbed onto one of his arms, looking at his watch to check the time. It was getting somewhat late now.

“What are you looking at?” Max asked, watching his girlfriends movements closely. She hummed quietly and put his arm back around her.

“The time. Its only 7:00, 5 hours until midnight.” He was confused by this statement but nodded along. He still hadn’t caught on to what she was doing to him. With two ideas left, she would have to find four other ways to make him cum within five hours. She let his eyes close while he held onto her, drifting off to sleep. This was fine with her seeing as it would let him get back some of his energy as well as giving her new ideas. Her mind raced with the possibilities and she came up with four.

About an hour or so later, Max was still asleep but she had managed to wiggle out of his arms. Pressing a kiss to her boyfriends cheek, one of her hands moved down and slowly started pumping him, feeling him harden in her hand. Slipping under the covers, she moved down to his cock, wrapping her lips around it and sucking at his tip. His breathing quickened but he still hadn’t woken up quite yet. Quiet moans left his throat and when she took him all the way down her throat, that was when he woke up. He hadn’t fully comprehended what was happening until he found himself peeking under the covers and seeing her there, lips around him. His head fell back and he let out a guttural moan.

“Shit…” Max’s hand got tangled in her hair, gently guiding her and pushing her a little bit. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes when her nose ticked his abdomen and his cock hit the back of her throat. He picked his head back up and looked under the covers again, watching her. Her mascara was running as a tear ran down her face. Max thrusted up into her throat and wrapped his fingers up in her hair, now taking control of her movements.

With each push of her head, the tip of his cock slammed against the back of her throat. She was holding onto his thighs to even stay upright as she whined around his cock. Max had turned her hair into a ponytail in his hands, tugging at it roughly. She couldn’t have asked for anything more. Max could barely even keep his eyes open as the pleasure and sensitivity was completely ruining him, turning him into some animal.

His voice was almost completely gone as he cried her name while cumming down her throat, holding her head there. He didn’t even notice that he was choking her until she gave him a pat on the thigh to ask for air.

“I’m sorry. Are you ok?” Max asked as she had her eyes closed with her head out from under the sheets. She opened them and then opened her mouth, showing she swallowed every drop of his cum. Max felt his cock manage to twitch again.

Five down, five more to go.

“I’m fine, honey.” She kissed him on the cheek and laid down with her head on his chest. When she felt his hands holding onto her thighs and slowly spreading them, she lifted her head. “Max?” She muttered his name, her confusion obvious as she watched.

“I wanna return the favor.” Max whispered in her ear before moving under the sheets and putting his head in between her thighs. Her close were long discarded, leaving him complete access to everything he wanted. She couldnt turn down his offer, so she simply watched him lick experimental stripes up her folds. Each touch had shivers running down her spine.

“Max no I cant let you…” She cut herself off with a moan once one of his fingers pressed inside of her. No more words besides embarrassing pleas and curses of his name left her lips. Max pumped his fingers inside of her, curling them ever so often as he ran them against her G-spot. Her sobs and begs were enough for Max to rut his hips against the bed in hopes of release. She was tugging on his hair and trying to push his head away as he sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue.

Max felt his sixth orgasm approaching and struggled to keep up with his movements but put everything towards trying to help her feel good as well. Her words were completely unintelligible as her eyes squeezed shut, the only warning of her climax being her shaking legs and the tightened grip on his hair. Hearing her whines and cries of his name followed with begs to stop, he came once again without her even knowing. Max released her and sat back up, moving to her side.

“I feel bad, Max. I didn’t even get to touch you.” She apologized and put her head on his shoulder, catching her breath. Max stroked her hair and shrugged.

“Its ok… I came.” Her head lifted so that she could glance at him. The ends of her lips twitched into a smile.

Six down, four to go.

“Aww… ok. Come on, let’s take a shower.” She watched as Max stood up and put out his hand for her, bringing her up onto her feet and leading her into their washroom.

“Whats been up with you today? I cant even breathe without you on top of me.” He was genuinely curious as to what she was doing. Somehow, he hadn’t managed to catch on yet.

“Nothing, just really need you.” She breathed out her words as she stepped under the water. Max followed her in and put his hands on her hips, keeping her close as his face fell into the crook of her neck. She could feel his cock pressed up against her. When he started thrusting between her thighs, fucking them, she squeezed her thighs together. That extra friction drew a moan out of Max as he held onto her hips with a bruising grip.

“Shit… you feel so good.” Max grunted as he dropped his face into the crook of her neck and panted. She put a hand on the cold and wet shower wall, using it to keep herself standing. She felt as Max dropped his head into the crook of her neck, allowing her to hear his quiet sounds that were muffled by her skin.

“I won’t last… so sensitive.” He gasped and his rhythm began to falter. She crossed her legs just partially to make it even tighter around his cock. Max choked out a strangled moan and came with a gasp of her name and Dutch gibberish. His cum went right down the drain.

“What a waste…” She sighed quietly and let him pull away. She pressed a kiss to his lips once she turned around. Maxs legs were a bit shaky, pretty much forcing her to give his cock a teasing squeeze to hear him cry.

Seven down, three to go.

The rest of the shower was innocent, just a couple washing each other. Her hands barely ever left his body, almost always touching him. Max was absolutely exhausted though, so he couldn’t have pushed her away or denied her even if he wanted to. Which he didn’t. Once she stepped out of the shower, he followed right behind her like a lost puppy. Apparently 7 orgasms can make a man a bit clingier than normal. The towel fell to the floor once she reached the side of their bed. Max watched it fall and then allowed his to follow.

“I’m so tired…” Max’s voice was soft as he laid down next to her. His head was resting on her chest and his eyes were beginning to close until she slid out of the bed and grabbed the box kept under it. Of course he had seen it once or twice when she showed him what she did when they were apart, but that was it. “What are you doing?” He asked drowsily, watching her open up the shoebox and pull something from it. He couldn’t make out what it was, so he let it go.

There was a movie playing on their TV, one that she had turned on to distract Max and think he was being delusional about the box. Once she was back in bed, the toy was laid beside her. He looked so tired that for a split second, she almost felt guilty for overstimulating him like this. It wasn’t something they had ever done before, it was usually 3 orgasms max and then they were done. In all honesty, she was a bit surprised that Max was able to take it. After the third one, she did notice the shaking and trembling in his abs.

“Max, you ok?” She whispered and ran her hands through his hair. His head was resting on her chest and his eyes shut.

“I’m fine, just tired.”

“You ok for a little bit more? You know the safe word, baby.”

“Mhm…” Max sounded so drowsy that she wasn’t exactly sure that he knew what he was saying. She pressed a sweet kiss to the top of his head while nudging him to get him to sit up. He did as he was told, sitting up with his head resting on the headboard. Her touches started off gentle, gentle kisses along his face moving to one’s down his neck and chest. He slowly woke up more and more as he could feel his cock beginning to grow harder once more. Her kisses went lower and lower until her lips touched his abdomen, using her teeth to nip at the thin skin. Max winced and gripped onto the sheets, watching her every move. He wondered if she would go to suck him off again, but knew that it was unlikely.

“Give me your hands, Max.” Her voice was demanding and not as soft as it had been before. Max obliged, putting out his hands and seeing how she reached for the ties that she had picked out before. She tied his wrists to the bed posts, not allowing him to touch her. Max put his head on the pillow and looked up at her, eyes widened in a mix of excitement and fear.

“What are you doing?” Max whispered softly, lifting his hips towards her to get more comfortable. She ran her hands over his abdomen, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his hip bone. His breath hitched as he felt her hand wrap around his overly sensitive cock. His mind went blank with the simple touch, the feeling of pain melting away into pleasure. Every little touch of her hand was too much, he was already squirming under her.

“Sit still.” She hissed and used her other hand to keep his hips pinned to the bed. Max let out a frustrated whine and felt his body twitch. He didn’t know what he had planned for her. His voice was scratchy and about to completely just vanish as he choked out strangled and weak moans with each stroke.

“Too- ah- too sensitive.” Max arched his back, moaning and whining shamelessly. She was entertained by how he acted over a haphazard handjob.

“You know our system, Max. You can stop me if you want to. Color?” She let go of his cock and heard him groan.

“…green.” He whispered embarrassedly, trying to lift his hips and find her hand once more. She hummed and reached over to the vibrator, flicking it on to the lowest setting. His eyes widened but before he could even fully process what was happening, the toy was pressed against his tip. “Fuck!” Max thrashed his head to the side, his whole body spasming.

The vibrator buzzed around his tip, speeding up as she flicked it to the 2nd setting. He came once again, crying her name and feeling tears stream down his cheeks.

Eight down, two to go.

The overstimulation made his mind go completely blank. Her small hand wrapped around his cock, adding onto the stimulation. For some reason, seeing him writhe and sob was enough for her to turn the vibrator up to the highest setting. His moans got quieter and she looked up to see him with his jaw dropped, silent moans being all he could give. With a messy thrust of his hips, he came again.

“You didn’t even last a minute, Maxie.” She smiled and turned the vibrator off. He panted and eventually caught his breath and collected his thoughts.

Nine down, one more to go.

“Wait… how many times have I…?” Max panted out his question, chest heaving.

“Nine, baby.” She never kept track of the numbers unless she was doing it for something. That ended up being how Max figured out what was going on.

“You sneaky little bitch. I see what you’ve been doing.” Max hissed but she just laughed at him. He couldn’t hold back a little smile from hearing her laughter.

“Well, can you give me one more? Or are you just… done.” She teased, her fingers tracing loving shapes over his chest. Max looked up at him, admiring her every move.

“One more. May as well, right?” Max accepted what she was trying to do. She smiled and nodded.

“Just let me know if you change your mind.” She reassured him while moving on top of him. She watched as he tugged on the restraints, desperately trying to hold onto her hips or just touch her as she rubbed his tip over her entrance. Max was already pushing crescents into his palms, gasping.

With one quick movement, she dropped onto his cock. He filled her up perfectly and for a quick moment, she had forgotten to watch him. Max was writhing beneath her, back arched, eyes rolled back. Her jaw dropped at the sight of him, so she decided to roll her hips against him. Max choked out a strangled moan, hips thrusting up.

“I’m not gonna last long..” Max warned her between sobs. She stroked his cheek and smiled.

“I don’t need you to last.” She whispered and started riding him, focusing on making him feel good. Max could barely even breathe from the pleasure that coursed through his whole body. He couldn’t handle it. His chest was heaving, sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Please-“ Max choked and bucked his hips again. He whined and continued trying to escape the restraints. “Let me hold you.” He begged and she bit her lip before nodding and removing the restraints from his wrists. Max immediately moved to hold onto her.

“Come on, handsome.” She smiled down at him and wiggled her hips. He clung to her as if she would leave the second he let go. His cock was twitching inside of her, begging for release. She knew his body as if it was her own. “Cum for me, baby.”

“Oh fuuuuck…” Max moaned out a curse and then a groan of her name following, cumming almost immediately from her words. He bucked his hips up, whole body twitching.

Ten down.

She pulled off of his cock and laid down next to him, humming and pulling him into her arms. She let him cling to her while he calmed down from his tenth orgasm.

“You did it, Max.” She smiled, tracing comforting patterns over his back. Max closed his eyes and buried his head into the crook of her neck.

“I’m gonna get you back for that.” Max warned and she laughed as he moved impossibly closer to her. Whispering soft praises in his ear, she let him fall asleep in her arms.

Absolutely love this already

CL16 | Is It Over Now? | pt.1

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader

genre: social media au

summary: you and charles have been everyone's fave couple on the grid, but when you somewhat unexpectedly break up, you turn to songwriting to cope with the pain

face claim: léon

a/n: this is my first f1 fic & smau, let me know what you think!

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part 2

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y/n.16updates: More hd quality photos of Charles and y/n’s argument last week. They don’t look very happy, I hope everything is resolved now…

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user5: these new pictures and all the breakup rumors are giving me anxiety ngl

user12: i refuse to believe they’re true

user17: i mean they hadn’t been seen in public for a while except for…

user8: unless either y/n or charles confirms it i’m not buying it

2 May

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wagsf1update: y/n y/l/n and Charles Leclerc have split. After several weeks of rumors regarding the couple’s breakup, both the singer’s management and Leclerc’s team have confirmed the rumors are in fact true.

The pair were first linked together back in late 2019, but have according to the F1 driver’s team decided to end their romantic relationship of over three years, and “remain close friends”.

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user1: OMG

user6: i can’t believe it

user8: I will never believe in real love ever again

user9: charles and y/n breaking up def wasn’t on my 2023 bingo card

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14 May

Damm this was something

paris | mount, chilwell & reader smut

summary: you join the boys on a squad trip to paris, and after you and mason have a tipsy conversation with ben, he ends up in yours and mason’s hotel room. 

this is whole new territory for me to write about three people having sex but thank u to @mountftchilwell​ aka the platonic loml for hyping this idea up ily SO much it hurts my soul <33 

warnings (bc it needs them today): MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. semi-pubic foreplay, fingering, threesome, oral (m&f rec), vibrator usage, double penetration, overstimulation, dirty talk, pet names, swearing, spanking, spitting, choking, unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap especially in situations like this!!), some wholesomeness at the end. i think that’s it? it hasn’t been proofread so apologies for any mistakes. it’s an extremely long one, i’m sorry.

this is basically pwp so read at your own discretion. 18+ ONLY. 

“c’mon, tell him.”

mason’s eyes gazed at you over the rim of his beer glass from across the table, a smirk hanging loosely on his lips. your heels were already rubbing up against the material of his jeans, and had been ever since you sat down, skin soft against the denim. he was spurring you on, and you knew it, itching for the words to leave your lips until you had the pretty pink blush painted across your cheeks.

“tell me what?”

ben’s voice rang out and cut the tension between you and your boyfriend, only for a minute, before you turned your attention to the other brunette, sat comfortably on the side of both of you, his silhouette glistening in the light of the eiffel tower. “am i missing something?”

you were grateful that mason had brought you along to paris with the squad, only for a long weekend because tuchel thought it would do them some good to get away and clear their heads. ben was one of the only members who didn’t have a partner to bring, and so rather selfishly you snatched him up to be with you and mason.

your boyfriend could see it, plastered all over your face – the way your eyes softened when ben was around, the way you mutually flirted – and instead of being angry, he found it attractive. you’d always been open about how mason was no matter what, the love of your life until the day you died, but you’d also been open about how you had a school girl crush on ben that never left, and he couldn’t blame you.

mason tapped the rim of his glass with his finger, and you tapped your acrylics against the side of your champagne glass, the alcohol buzzing through your veins, and you watched as your boyfriend turned to his best friend with the loose smirk still hung on his lips.

“my girlfriend fancies you.” 

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Max Verstappen multi part stories

Marriage

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

Summary: Max leaves his fiancée y/n at the altar on their wedding day but after years of regretting what he did, by a miracle of fate (or Lando) she appears in his life again.

Ruin it

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 |

Summary: You and max were always teasing each other and over the years it turned into a huge sexual tension, until the fights of all the years and the accumulated lust turned into one long night of great sex.

FRRRRR

i hope all the f1 x reader author girlies know how much i love them. yall are out here doing gods work everyday working like a dog day and night and i love u.

AND ESP THE F1 FIC GIRLIES WHO WRITE SB5, MW6, JB22 AND KR7 I LOVE U 🫶

mamma mia | formula one social media au

drivers: sebastian vettel, jenson button and fernando alonso

what the hell is in the water in greece? why are pregnancy tests so expensive and why does seb name his vehicles like that?

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location: greece

fernandoalo_oficial: had a great break in greece recharging the old batteries 🔋

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user1: old man who is this woman?

landonorris: who taught you to soft launch grandpa?

fernandoalo_oficial: hey! respect your elders

landonorris: you just called yourself old? and WHO IS THIS?

fernandoalo_oficial: none of your damn business kid

user2: why is he particularly dilfy lately?

user3: he's approaching silver fox territory i fear

jensonbutton: i see that greece was a popular spot for wold champions this break?

fernandoalo_oficial: i also saw, sad not to bump into you old friend :(

maxverstappen1: where was my invite ???

jensonbutton: cool world champions only

lewishamilton: excuse me?

fernandoalo_oficial: idk what to tell you it wasn't planned, me, jenson and sebastian just have good taste

sebastianvettel: i see mary goodnight was appreciated

fernandoalo_oficial: yes thank you for lending me your boat, huge hit with the ladies

sebastianvettel: very happy with my choice to get it deep cleaned before i got there

fernandoalo_oficial: first of all, i'm not dirty. second of all, thanks for the faith in my game big man

user4: i am so confused by this comment section I DID NOT WANT TO KNOW ALONSO FUCKED ON SEB'S BOAT ???

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yourusername: (sober) brunch with a side of light baby daddy investigation

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user7: only y/n would end up in a mamma mia situation, stay strong

yourusername: omg i didn't even realise, but donna was always a bad bitch, so i will just be the same

user8: i can't believe i am watching a girl investigate her own baby daddies on the internet (i love this place)

yourbff: if we can't find the lucky men, at least they'll have a cool ass aunt

yourusername: all fun and games until you have to change a nappy

user9: i'm enjoying this saga, BUT, why can't we just wait and do a paternity test

yourusernmae: i still need to know them to do that... and being nosey is far more fun

user10: all i'm thinking is this girl has to have GAME for three dilfs in the span of like three days... RESPECT 🫡

user11: i am so invested in this... please be interesting people 🤞

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jensonbutton: back on sky duty and bumped into a couple of familiar faces

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user12: who let these old men talk about their sex lives on a live broadcast?

user13: i am entertained tbf

user14: obsessed with both needing to reinforce the fact that they pulled in greece

user15: i need seb to jump in on this conversation ASAP

fernandoalo_oficial: not happy with you pinning all of my success on seb's boat mate

jensonbutton: was it all your charming personality?

fernandoalo_oficial: obviously

sebastianvettel: i can confirm that it's always all the boat

jensonbutton: is that a confession?

sebastianvettel: gentleman don't kiss and tell x

charles_leclerc: jesus christ and we're the generation ruining the sport?

jensonbutton: f1 has always been slutty, you guys are letting us down

maxverstappen1: clearly you guys are still active enough to keep up the reputation yourselves

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sebastianvettel: retirement is looking fun, glad to take mary goodnight out for her first spin

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user21: did he just say mary goodnight? SEB WHAT?

user22: omfg he is potential baby daddy two??

charles_leclerc: so seb got a bit too lucky in greece?

user23: CHARLES?

user24: i am losing my mind they were right, they are the baby daddies

user25: i knew as soon as she said a nando with a samurai tattoo

user26: @yourusername he's number two !!!!!

user27: @yourusername we found him, boat and all

landonorris: YOU'RE POTENTIAL BABY DADDY TWO SEB WHAT THE FUCK

sebastianvettel: i don't understand lando

landonorris: check your texts

user28: don't forget the others lando

landonorris: @fernandoalo_oficial check your texts (and forward it to jenson i don't have his number)

fernandoalo_oficial: okay?

yourusername: WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

user29: i think someone needs to check on her

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yourusername: i hot girl summer-ed a bit too close to the sun, what do you mean the three dilfs were f1 world champions?

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note: AHHHHHH? idk if i love it or hate it? do i know who i plan on being the dad? no. but do i plan on expanding on this? yes. mamma mia chaos will return.

Could you do mick x Angie new vet

yes ! good timing i picked this rec with mick blowing up lmaoo

mick schumacher x vet!reader MASTERLIST

synopsis; mick's hesitant taking his dog Angie to a new vet, but after seeing you he has nothing to be nervous about.

warnings;

"Are you being serious? Okay.. Was good working with you." The dial tone clicking, Mick looked down at Angie with a frustrated face, met with Angie's head tilting to the right.

His vet, Dr Wilson just announced he had retired, his practice being passed onto someone else. It just wouldn't be the same, Angie had a good connection with him meaning that Mick didn't have to drag Angie into the office.

She jumped up attacking him with kisses making Mick stumble back a bit laughing, her warm and fluffy body hugging him.

He was a bit nervous about bringing her to someone new, she was a fairly picky dog about who she did and didn't like, and if she didn't like the new vet then boy was he in for a long time.

"Morning Mr Schumacher, if you take a seat Dr L/N will be with you in just a moment." The receptionist said with a smile.

Dr L/N, seems fairly nice so far, he sat with Angie hoping she'd like the new vet to save him some peace of mind.

"Mick?" A soft voice spoke out from a door next to reception.

He stood, holding Angie's leash as he looked up at easily the most beautiful woman he's seen.

"Hi! I'm Dr L/N and I'm presuming this is Angie?" You knelt down slightly, as Angie ran from Mick's loose grip and jumped onto you.

"Yep, this is Angie." He held his hand down to you, helping you off the floor due to Angie's excitement, to which you took the grasp of his bigger, rougher hand.

A bit embarrassed you looked down, "My office is just down here." Mick followed behind, Angie abandoning him and taking stride next to you.

You got Angie up onto the table and did some routine checks, and some basic paperwork.

"She's usually quite standoff-ish but she loves you." He spoke as you looked up from your paperwork.

"I tend to have that effect." You joked, seeing his face light up with an infectious smile.

"I'll just need your signature here, and here." You pointed, before stroking and playing a bit with Angie.

"Since you were so well behaved Angie, I've got a special treat for you!" You turned in your swivel chair, getting a dog treat.

She woofed some excited barks, tail wagging rapidly as you threw it in the air slightly, her catching it fast.

Mick stroked her head as your hands grazed, looking up at each other at the same time.

"Your next routine appointment will be in 6 months but you're free to call anytime for any concerns." You spoke to Mick, nodding his head.

He clipped Angie's leash back onto her, but his dismay, she refused to leave. Humiliating to say the least, but with you being the angel you are, you walked Mick and Angie out to help him out.

He was most definitely calling about any small concern to bring Angie in, and it looks like Angie doesn't seem to mind.

omfg i love your fics they’re so funny 😭😭 i had an idea for a max fic that i think you would do so well 🫶 so like she’s his teammate and she has a bf (no idea who but prob another athlete or something since they tend to kinda be fboys 👀 but not another driver please because those dynamics make me cringe in second hand embarrassment 🙏) then he like cheats on her publicly, but she decides to live in idgafistan and max helps her make her ex jealous 😝 but he’s like actually been into her for a really long time and everyone ships them and stuff and then he bags her with his irresistible chronically offline awkward white boy rizz 💋

pairing: max verstappen x fem! red bull driver! reader [ no faceclaim ; reader is entirely faceless ] summary: cheaters deserve to get cheated out of their career, or at least that's how max justifies destroying your ex's life a/n: DISCLAIMER the boyfriend is made up and also a sims 2 reference, if by chance there is a real tennis player by the name of Dominic Lothario im so sorry sir this was not written with you in mind ALSO this is my VERY sneaky way of telling everyone my favorite song is trophäe by paula carolina so naturally i had to shove the word trophy everywhere to justify using lyrics as the title I HOPE I DID YOUR PROMPT JUSTICE also i skipped over singapore because we don't talk about singapore

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maxverstappen1 The only time I've cheated.

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feeltheorange WHAT DID HE SAYYYY

meepshoemaker the double take i just did cracked my neck

yukinator22 NAHHHHHHHHH

albogeant BRO DIDN'T EVEN GIVE HER TIME TO RECOVER LMAOOOOOOOO

ynln7 everyone has permission to laugh i came up with the caption

pierregasly Thank god charles_leclerc I'm going to hell I laughed before I saw your comment pierregasly Me too ynln7 assholes (affectionately)

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ynln7 anyway

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christianhorner This is not the team bonding I was talking about

charles_leclerc Shut up, some of us have waited years for this pierregasly Seconded danielricciardo Third...ed?

simplyclerc LET HIM COOK

lionkingseb max verstapprizz

mcmango he saw an opportunity and he took it

redbullpapaya i manifested this with magic beyond the human comprehension

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redbullracing An immaculate performance today from @ maxverstappen1 and @ ynln7 that’s a 6th Constructors’ Championship for the team!! 🏆 CONGRATULATIONS, WORLD CHAMPIONS!!

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super_max they know they ate

staraikkonen the blueprint for all powercouples

shadownorris LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

angelricciardo talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference

dominic_lothario 👎

redbullracing Shouldn't you be looking for a job? What are you doing in our comments.

kirbyvettel MAXY/N SWEEP

maxverstappen1 The trophy is not my only win this week @ ynln7

ynln7 ok now let me pass you maxverstappen1 No 🧡 You're pretty in p2

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ynln7 celebrating the win the RIGHT way (playing f1 2023)

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easportsf1 Amen

ynln7 LMAO

maxverstappen1 I let you win

ynln7 bruised ego alert

christianhorner Such a RESPONSIBLE team, aren't we?

orangleclerc THE T-SHIRT

strawberryrosberg Did they turn down the afterparty invite for this because mad respect

charles_leclerc Tell me your record, I'll beat it

ynln7 in your dreams, leclerc maxverstappen1 Beat us in real life first charles_leclerc First of all.

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Hi hi. Hope your taking care of yourself. I just want to ask on the grid kids series can i request the drivers being mistaken as grid baby's parents... like shes out with them where people dont know who they are and they get mistaken for being her parents. (you can choose any two drivers if u wanna write it)

Grid Kids: Mistaken Identities

Sebastian Vettel x wife!Reader x platonic!drivers

Summary: the grid kids learn that sometimes seeing two men with a baby can make people draw the wrong conclusions

Max and Charles: Disney Princes

“Why do I feel like we’ve bitten off more than we can chew?” Charles groans, adjusting the collar of his prince costume as they step into the magical world of Tokyo Disneyland.

Max smirks, tugging at his own princely garb. “Because you were easily swayed by a toddler. But why did I let the two of you drag me into this too?”

Your daughter skips ahead, twirling in her Cinderella dress, utterly delighted. “Princess!” She chirps, pointing to herself, and then at them, “Princes!”

Charles laughs, ruffling her hair. “Yes, yes, but remember, you owe me big time.”

Suddenly, a small horde of children swarm around Charles, their eyes wide with awe. “Prince Charming!” One of them squeals, reaching out to touch the hem of his outfit.

Max can’t help but chuckle. “Look at you, a hit with the kiddos already.”

Charles, looking mildly panicked but trying to keep his composure, kneels down, offering his best princely smile. “Hello, little ones. Are you enjoying your day at the castle?”

While Charles is surrounded, a couple approaches Max, eyes flickering between him, Charles, and your daughter. “You three make such a cute family! How long have you and your husband been together?”

Max chokes on his spit. “Oh, no, we’re not — I mean, he’s not — we’re her brothers, not fathers. And we’re definitely not together.”

The woman’s cheeks turn a bright shade of red. “Oh! I’m so sorry. My mistake.”

Charles, now free from the throng of kids, joins in, “It’s alright. Happens a lot more than you would think.” He winks at your daughter, “This princess has a way of wrapping everyone around her finger so I can see the confusion.”

Max and Charles immerse themselves in the Disneyland experience, fully embracing their roles as makeshift royalty. They take pictures, go on rides, and even join your daughter for a tea party at Cinderella’s Royal Table.

While leaving, a staff member waves, “Goodbye, Prince Charming!”

Charles raises an eyebrow, “Which one?”

Max smirks, “Clearly, they meant me.”

Your daughter grins cheekily. “Both Princes. My Princes.”

Mick and Lance: Horsing Around

“Why is she covered in hay?” Lance looks down at your giggling daughter who has a spot of dirt on her nose and straw in her hair.

Mick picks her up, attempting to brush it off without much success. “Because someone wanted to roll around with the bunnies.”

She claps her hands together. “Bunny soft! And pony! I want pony!”

A farmer passing by overhears their conversation, a knowing smile on his face. “That's how it starts, you know?” He nods towards Mick and Lance, “My daughter wanted just one pony and now look around you — turned into this whole farm.” He chuckles, looking at your daughter with fondness, “Seems history is repeating with your little one. She’s clearly got her daddies wrapped around her finger already.”

Mick chuckles, scratching the back of his neck, “Oh, we’re not her dads. We’re her brothers. Just trying to spoil her a bit while we can.”

The farmer looks slightly surprised but grins, “Ah, my bad! You looked so domestic and I assumed. But a word of advice from someone who’s been through it … those little eyes? They’ll have a whole farm following you home if you’re not careful."

Lance nods in agreement, “She gets her charm from our mom.”

Your daughter, however, is undeterred. “Pony! Please, please, pony!”

Lance tries to be stern, “I don’t think Mom and Dad will let us get a pony.”

But her big eyes and pout should be illegal.

They cave instantly. “Okay, okay! We’ll see what we can do,” Mick promises.

As they head home, Mick turns to Lance, “You realize we can’t actually get her a pony, right?”

But Lance just smirks. “Watch me.”

***

Later that evening, you’re sipping tea when a rather unexpected sound catches your attention.

Neighhh.

You rush to the window, eyes widening at the sight in front of you.

Lance meets your eyes sheepishly, “So ... we might’ve made a tiny impulsive decision ...”

Mick is holding a bedazzled harness belonging to the animal in question, “Tiny? It’s not exactly a chihuahua.”

Your daughter rushes to you, grinning from ear to ear. “Look, Mommy! Pony!”

You sigh deeply, “I leave you two in charge for a few hours and apparently we now own a pony?”

Mick shrugs, “It seemed like a good idea at the time?”

Lance adds, “We just couldn’t say no to her!”

You laugh, pulling them both into a hug with your daughter sandwiched between. “You boys are impossible. When did you become such softies?”

“Just following in your footsteps,” Mick smirks. “You know, spoiling the ones we love."

Lance nods, “Guess it runs in the family.”

Lando and George: Busy Bees

“Is she ready?” Lando asks while leaning over to check his face paint in the mirror.

George adjusts his fake antennae headband. “I still can’t believe you convinced me to wear this.”

Your daughter runs in from behind them, flapping her tiny bee wings with a big smile on her face. “Bzzz! Bzzz!”

Lando laughs, “Look at you, the cutest little bee in the hive!”

He then whispers to George, “At least we match.”

George groans, “Yeah but did we really have to be flowers? It’s bad enough that she’s got me trick-or-treating for the first time in twenty years.”

As they set out, the trio attracts many admiring glances, especially when your daughter toddles up to houses, holding out her little bucket and adorably attempting a “Trick or treat!”

At one house, an older lady opens the door, gasping with delight. “Oh my! What a beautiful little family! You and your husband have done such a wonderful job. Your daughter’s costume is simply adorable!”

George’s cheeks flush under his floral face paint, “Oh, uh, we’re not a couple. We’re her brothers!”

Lando waves his hands, “Yeah! No couple here, just brothers. He’s too annoying to date anyway.”

The lady looks slightly taken aback but quickly recovers. “Oh, my apologies! It’s just so rare to see two young dads out and about. Anyways, here you go, little bumblebee.” She drops a handful of candy into your daughter’s bucket.

The night continues with more misidentifications, George and Lando taking it in stride but also bickering about who gives off more of a dad vibe.

George pokes Lando, “I told you, dressing as matching flowers makes it look like we’re together.”

Lando rolls his eyes, “You’re just embarrassed because Mrs. Thompson from three houses down thought we were a couple.”

George grins, “Well, maybe if someone didn’t m insist on holding my hand to guide me ...”

Lando splutters, “That was to stop you from tripping over a pumpkin in the dark! Besides, look, she’s having the time of her life.”

Your daughter just continues her “bzzing,” happily collecting candies and compliments.

When they return home, a mountain of treats in tow, your daughter shows off her loot with pride.

Sebastian greets them at the door, laughing as he sees their costumes. “Looking good there!”

George mumbles, “At least we’re on brand.”

Lando grins, “Exactly! Team Bee for the win!”

Your daughter, energy not even slightly dimmed, runs up and hugs Sebastian, “Daddy! Bzzz!”

Sebastian chuckles, “My little bee. Did you have fun with your brothers?”

She nods vigorously, “Bzzz!”

You shake your head in amusement. “Alright, my buzzing bee, time for bed. And you two,” you point at George and Lando, “thanks for being such good sports. Even if you did look ridiculous.”

George and Lando are already on their way to raid your vanity for makeup wipes. “Anything for our little bee,” Lando says with a wink.

The Parents and the “Parents”

Charles runs a hand through his hair, “So, Y/N, Seb ... you won’t believe how many times Max and I have been mistaken for a couple when we’re out and about.”

“Yeah,” Max chimes in, “apparently we give off strong young dads in love vibes.”

Lance sighs dramatically, “Don’t even get me started! Mick and I took her to the park a few days ago and this lady actually asked how long we’ve been married and when we adopted her.”

Mick nods, “She even recommended a couples’ yoga class for us. Said it helped her and her wife reconnect for personal time during parenthood.”

Lando, trying to stifle a giggle, pipes up, “George and I were given a book called The Ultimate Guide for Gay Dads by our new neighbor. She said it really helped her son and his husband.”

George gestures wildly, “We even got invited to the local dads’ weekly barbecue. I think we’re honorary members now.”

You burst out laughing, “Oh my god, I can’t breathe! This is priceless.”

Sebastian chuckles, “I think it’s sweet that our daughter has so many loving dads. We’re setting a new norm here.”

Max grins, “I always knew I had a paternal side.”

Charles nudges him, “More like you just can’t bring yourself to say no to her.”

Lance admits, “That’s true. Is this a good time to apologize for the pony in your backyard again?”

Everyone turns to look at Mick, who shrugs, “She has the best puppy eyes, okay?”

“It’s a gift really,” George agrees. “I tried to do the same face to Lando to get the last slice of pizza but all he did was laugh at me.”

Lando retorts, “That’s because your puppy eyes looked more like you were constipated.”

Suddenly, the laughter is interrupted by a small voice. Your daughter toddles into the room, holding a toy race car in one hand and a doll in the other. “Why do you all have funny faces?” She asks, her innocent eyes widening.

Sebastian picks her up and sits her on his knee, “Well, little racer, we were just talking about how sometimes people think that your brothers are your dads.”

She scrunches her face in confusion, “But that’s silly! They’re still your babies too. How can they be dads?”

You laugh, “You’re absolutely right, sweetheart. They definitely still act like children sometimes.”

The six indignant whines of “we do not” you get in return don’t really do much to help their case.

But you love your kids anyway. All seven of them.

Hi,love ur stories 😍

I was wondering if u could do one based on 'I see the light' from tangled, where they meet at a mutual friends wedding or something, she was singing the song where she has the most melodiest voice and (charles, max or Pierre) somehow 'fall in love' at first sight of her along with her voice. Thx 😊😍

This was cute 💕 I hope you don't mind but I changed the setting a little bit.

Tangled Up In You || MV1

Pairing: Max Verstappen x singer!fem!reader Warnings: fluff, slight angst with his ex, more fluff WC: 2.2k

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Children were known to be resilient creatures that could adapt well to changes but Penelope had struggled to understand why her and her mother no longer lived with Max. It had been six months and still she asked where her ‘Maxie’ was and why he couldn’t come with them to their new home. 

So, it came as no surprise when she was asked who she wanted to invite to her 4th birthday party that Max was at the top of the list.

“...you don’t have to come, I can say you are busy-”

“No, I’ll be there, Kel,” Max interrupted as he put the call on speaker and added the event to his calendar. “Is P there? Can I talk to her?”

“Sorry, she’s with Daniil picking out her princess dress. The theme’s Disney, of course,” Kelly laughed softly before she sighed. “Are you sure you want to come, or are you just being nice?”

“I want to come. I miss our tea parties, and standing on tiny pieces of lego.”

The silence on the line lingered for a moment before she couldn’t help asking. “Do you miss me?” 

This time it was Max who sighed. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”

He hung up before she could apologise again. Somehow she always turned a conversation back to their relationship, but that wasn’t something Max would ever entertain. If the man knew one thing from his life of racing it was how to move forward and when the three year relationship he had run its course he had taken time to reflect, just like those post-race debriefs, and planned to use it as a lesson learned for next time.

Kelly had overdone it as usual. 

The largest ballroom of Hôtel de Paris had been transformed into a set straight from Disney and filled with actresses dressed as Penelope’s favourites princesses. 

It was easy to spot P when Max walked in because her excited squeals were impossible to miss and he followed the sound to the front of the stage where she was jumping excitedly.

“Maxie!” she screamed, running and jumping at him trusting he would catch her.

“Happy Birthday, P,” he grinned as he lifted her up into a hug. “I can’t believe you are two years old already.”

“I’m four, silly!”

“No, that can’t be. You can’t possibly grow up that quickly.”

“I can! Have you seen my princesses? My favourite one isn’t here yet but mummy said she’s going to be here any minute.”

Max scanned the room for the princesses and saw the usual ones like Cinderella, Snow White and Aurora. “Is Rapunzel still your favourite then?”

Penelope nodded with a big toothy grin. “She’s so pretty. I want to be like her when I grow up.”

Max put her down carefully and straightened the tiara sitting on her perfectly styled hair. “You are already prettier than everyone here, P.”

“There you are,” Kelly greeted Max as she left another conversation to join them, kissing his cheeks twice just a little too close to the corners of his lips. “Just in time too. Sweetheart, look who’s here.”

Penelope screamed as she spotted Rapunzel taking the stage, a long golden braid adorned with flowers hanging all the way down her back. “It’s her, it’s really her,” P squealed as she squeezed Max’s hand. “She’s beautiful.”

Max was in a state of shock as his jaw fell slack. “She is.”

The lights of the stage dimmed until only a single spotlight cast a warm glow to her skin, the braiding of hair around her head appearing like a golden crown, or more accurately, a halo.

Max recognised the song in an instant, remembering the evenings spent on the couch watching Tangled, P dancing across the living room floor as she sang her little heart out. The memory brought a smile to his lips and it only grew wider as the angel on the stage began to sing.

You double checked the wig was held firmly by the pins and not a strand of hair was out of place before running your palms over the dress to make sure there wasn’t a single wrinkle on the pastel pink material. Satisfied you were ready, you hooked the small microphone and earpiece into place and nodded to the sound engineer to start the cue.

It was no difficult task to smile brightly as the music began and you twirled out onto the stage, you lived for these days. Seeing the excitement and joy your performances made the children who witnessed it brought joy to your life. Seeing their eyes widen and their jaws drop was what motivated you to channel even deeper and give your all to the act.

All those days watching from the windows All those years outside looking in All that time never even knowing Just how blind I've been

You spotted the birthday girl at the front of the crowd and plucked a bright flower from the braid, kneeling down to tuck it behind her ear. Her smile widened and she could hardly stand still as she trembled with excitement.

You waved a hand to the ceiling and the projector illuminated it with a thousand little glowing dots and a surprised gasp whispered across the largest crowd you had ever sung to.

Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight Now I'm here, suddenly I see Standing here, it's all so clear I'm where I'm meant to be

You smiled at the little girl once more before spinning on your toes beneath the twinkling lights, the tulle skirt billowing around you as if you were floating away with them.

Around the room, the other casted characters were turning on their lanterns and raising them into the air on near invisible strings. You could perform this set a thousand times and never tire of seeing the crowd's reactions to the lanterns floating into the night sky.

And at last I see the light And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light And it's like the sky is new

You scanned the crowd while they were in a state of wonderment looking up, but there was one man who wasn’t. He still held the same unblinking look of awe but he could have been oblivious to the lights the way he was staring right back at you.

There was something about the look that almost knocked you off your feet as your stomach flipped and heat burned on your cheeks under the intensity. His eyes, a pale shade of blue, drew you closer to the edge of the stage and his foot lifted as if he were to follow.

And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted

His lips moved like he knew the words by heart and you nearly missed the line as your heart skipped a beat. The rest of the crowd faded away as you knelt back where you had been and pulled another flower from your hair.

All at once everything looks different Now that I see you

He leaned forward and you tucked it behind his ear, your fingers grazing his jawline as you retreated. You were so absorbed by his shy smile and the blush highlighting his cheeks you didn’t notice the woman standing to the side of him. For a moment, before you caught yourself, it was only him that you sang to and only him that you saw.

“Please, please can I?” P begged her mother to go and see Rapunzel but after the breathtaking performance she had been in a mood and withdrew her hand from her daughter’s. 

“No, your cake is going to be coming out in a moment - I need to be here to show them where to put it.”

Tears welled along the four year old’s eyes and her bottom lip trembled before Max stepped in. “How about I take her?”

He had been watching the stage entrance for any sign of movement since her song had ended and it was hard to hide the disappointment when she didn’t return for another. He could still hear her voice and was busy committing it to memory in the hopes he could use the sweet, melodic sound to calm his racing mind when he lay awake alone at night.

Max couldn’t explain how utterly obsessed he had become or how he wished he knew what delicate perfume it was he had inhaled when she touched his face. He ran his hand along his jawline, following where her fingers had been under the guise of a scratch, and he was glad he had tidied his beard up for the event.

“Of course you would offer that,” Kelly bit back, pulling him from his thoughts as his hand fell away from his face. “Whatever, do as you want.”

Penelope understood the permission but missed the sarcasm and Max sighed to himself as he took P’s hand and made their way to the curtains that hid the makeshift backstage area.

“Rapunzel!” P squealed as she rushed forward, towing Max to keep up until she barrelled into the princesses legs and wrapped her arms around them. “I love you.”

You had almost begun to pull your wig off when you heard a little girl call out. You turned just in time to catch her as she grappled you into a hug and you laughed softly as you tucked her hair back behind her ear to see the flower you had given her.

“Aren’t you the sweetest little girl,” you giggled as you knelt down to her height and took in the sight of the man who followed her, his hands tucking into his dress pants. You drowned in the eyes that had held you captivated before tearing yours away and swallowing the disappointment that had crept up your throat. “I hope you are having the most magical birthday with your father.”

The birthday girl looked up at him with a laugh. “This is my Maxie.”

You tried to hide your confusion but he obviously saw it as he scratched the back of his neck, the material of the shirt he wore straining as his biceps tensed.

“Uh, I am, was, her step-dad,” he corrected as he gave the girl a small sad smile before offering his hand to you. “It’s just Max, or you can call me Maxie too, I guess, if you want.”

You smiled in amusement as you shook his hand, the touch lingering a little longer as neither of you made an effort to pull away.

“I’m Rapunzel,” you said as your eyes darted to Penelope.

“Right,” he chuckled and let his hand fall back to his side as he looked at her too. “Your cake might be waiting for you, P. Do you want to go check?”

“Can you come?” she asked you with big round eyes.

“I’m sorry, sweetie, but Eugene has probably got himself into trouble without me, so I should really be going. But I must thank you, it was an absolute delight to celebrate your birthday with you. I love getting to spend time with a fellow princess.” You swung your braid over your shoulder and the sweet scent of the fresh flowers filled the air. “You can have as many as you like.”

It took all your concentration not to look at Max when that was what you really wanted to do, especially when he knelt beside you and helped Penelope to choose which flowers to take. His arm brushed against yours and you nearly lost your balance from the deep breath you took of his mouth watering cologne.

Eventually she was happy with the dozen bright blossoms she cradled in her arms and thanked you before rushing to take them back to her mother. “Come on, Maxie!” she called without looking back to see if he was following.

He rose with a sigh and you hissed as your head was tugged sharply by the pins. “Shit, sorry,” he murmured as he saw his watch had got caught in the braid. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s alright, it actually happens more often than you would think.” You rubbed the back of your head where the pain was worst and double checked the birthday girl was gone. “I’m Y/N.”

He repeated it with a smile as he slipped the watch off his wrist to use both hands to untangle it from the golden threads. “Would you let me take you to dinner to apologise properly?”

If you were wearing your microphone it probably would have picked up the sound of your heart from how quickly it started pumping. There was no denying this attraction between you and you could see he was equally affected by it too.

“No, I told you it’s alright,” you started, taking his hand when his shoulder slumped crestfallen. “But, you can buy me dinner if you want to make it a date?”

A bright smile broke across his face and you couldn’t help smiling back knowing it was because of you. “Tonight?”

You nodded as you reached into the hidden pocket in the dress and passed him your phone to enter his number before he sent himself a message to get yours. “You might not recognise me without all this,” you joked as you started to pull the pins out of the wig and freed your natural hair.

He chuckled and shook his head as he found you even more beautiful than before. “There’s no mistaking those eyes, I would recognise them anywhere.”

pairing: lewis hamilton x femalereader

summary: lewis gives you secretly his number. you're hesitant to call him at first, but when you do, things get a little much more interesting.

warning: mentions of sexual activities, cursing words

(a/n): this is part one. Here's part two and part three.

YOU WERE STANDING in the loud crowd of people. Each one of them holding out a shirt, a picture, or a shirt to sign, including you.

You held out a white hat with a Mercedes emblem on it, hoping Lewis would notice it.

When he finally reached you, he looked at you for a few seconds and smiled.

What the...?!

He signed the hat and moved into the next person.

And when you turned around ready to leave, you looked down at your hat, seeing a phone number written on it.

Fuck.

"My best friend is a total idiot," your best friend shouted from the balcony of your apartment.

"Stop calling me an idiot!" You climbed out of bed. "Or at least try to be discreet with your very generous opinions about me and get your ass inside! I've got some deliciously hot neighbors who don't particularly need to know everything about me."

"Have you even been listening to me this whole time that I've been lecturing you about matters of life and death?" She sighed dramatically.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. "A random guy giving me his number isn't a matter of life a death, if you ask me."

"Did you just call Lewis Hamilton a random guy? My husband of nine years?"

"Oh, stop acting like a blushing schoolgirl," You brought your fingers to your temple and massaged the flesh there as if the movement could erase the brutal headache. "Besides, you dragged me to that race. Maybe it's your chance to hook up with your crush-since-for-ever!"

Your best friend's eyes narrowed. "What are you suggesting, filthy woman?"

"You shoukd call him. I'll give you his number right away." You strolled to find your back, but a habd found your wrist, stopping you.

"You're a mad woman. That's a fact."

You fake smiled. "Stop complimenting me that much. I don't think red suits on my cheeks."

"I swear, you're insane. The only reason I'm still by your side is because until 11th grade, you had my back when I sneaked out for parties, hooking up with whoever had a penis and a 6 pack."

You turned to face your best friend, hands in your hips and lips tightly shut together.

"You're seriously going to turn down this offer?" She asked.

"I wouldn't exactly call it an offer."

Your best friend rolled her eyes. "Yes. I'd call it stupidity, actually!" She waved her hands dramatically in the air. "THE Lewis Hamilton flirted with you, and you didn't even notice. Then he gave you secretly his number, and you're freaking going to ignore it?!"

"And what am I supposed to do about it? He's just a normal guy. Don't make him look like he's some God himself."

"First of all, yeah. Lewis is a God himself. He's mouth-watering hot, almost an 8 times champion, has a very cute dog, an 8 pack to stare at all day long, and much, much money," your best friend explained. "You should definitely call him. At least try to figure out why he gave you his number." She added in a calmer tone.

You exhaled and grabbed the white hat curled up under the sheets of your king sized bed. Gazing at the number, you then bit your lips. "Fine," you gave in. "But I'll call him tomorrow so that I don't seem much desperate, okay?"

"He was the one to make a very, very bold first move, and now you're afraid of embarrassment?!" She growled. "Come on! We only live once. Live some adventure, have some great sex, and experience a true love! I haven't seen you going head over heels for someone except that John guy in college."

"It hasn't been a long time since college," you said, contemplating whether you should count the years or not. You choose the second one. "I'll call him tonight. But don't think I'm doing it because I'm actually interested! I'm doing it exclusively for you." You explained, playing with the hem of your summer blue dress. "He probably is an attention freak who only dates supermodels."

"Baby, I assure you," your best friend came and sat next to you, her hand wrapping around you and caressing your cheek. "Supermodels would kill to look like you."

A smile appeared on your lips, and you gazed at your best friend. She always had a special eay about cheering you up and getting you out of your moody and grumpy vibe.

"Tonight." You said.

This has many potential to go wrong, you thought.

You didn't like wrong. You like safe and steady. But what if your best friend was actually right? (For the very first time of your 20 years old friendship.)

"Tonight." She repeated and smirked.

You turned your head and analyzed the hat with the calligraphic black numbers on it.

This couldn't get any more embarrassing.

***

You let out a long, deep, and shaky breath, then dialed the number.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Three beebs later, a male voice answered the call. "Hello?" The tone was familiar and harsh, but you couldn't be entirely sure that it was him.

"Hey," your voice came out steady, much to your surprise.

"Who is it?" The man replied and now you were sure it was him.

The British accent.

"Um, I noticed a number written on my hat that you signed and--"

"You're the girl from the race?" He interrupted you very much, complicated thoughts that would sooner turn into much more complicated words.

"Yes," you replied hesitantly. "Maybe one of them, at least. In case you gave your number to a few more girls for fun."

A laughter sounded. It was bried but somehow contagious. "I assure you, love, I don't usually spread my number across my fans' hats and shirts."

Your senses kicked in, and the temperature rised in your body.

Love.

"So, why was I the chosen one?" You asked.

"Oh," Lewis growled. "Maybe I could answer that question face to face." He said and then added a few moments later, "Join me for dinner tonight, will you, love?"

You laughed. "Isn't it kind of early for us to meet?"

"I'm not going to kidnap you, I promise." You could basixally hear him smile on the other line. "You can bring a friend of your for more safety." He suggested.

"So that it could be two of us to be kidnapped, right?"

There was a moment of silence. "Not sure about that." He spoke a few seconds later. "I only want you to be honest."

You smiled.

Is he flirting with me?

Of course he's flirting with you, you idiot!

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You asked.

"Yes." He replied instantly. "I couldn't wait another torturing hour, anticipating a call or a text from you."

"Okay. I'm in then."

"What about tonight at 9 pm?" He asked.

It was about 7, so you guessed there was plenty of time to get ready.

"Yes, that'd be great." You smiled.

"Perfect. May I pick you up myself at nine?"

"I'm surely capable of driving my own car, don't you think?" You laughed.

"Maybe," he said. "But why actually do it if I can drive for you? I'll come pick you up myself, I promise."

"No cops, no kidnappers?" You joked.

"I promise."

Lewis Hamilton would drive for you...?

"Okay, then." You spoke. "See you tonight, Lewis. I'll text you the address."

You went to end the call, but he stopped you before tapping the red button. "Wait, wait--"

"Hmm?"

"What's your name, love?"

Your heart roared in your chest and your cheeks reddened.

You adored that nickname.

"Actually, this was the first thing that I would mention to a guy, but love sounds much better, don't you think?"

Lewis laughed. "Tell me your name, and I promise I'll use love every single time instead of it."

"Okay," you said. "I'm (y/n)."

A moment of silence occurred again. "Prettier than love, honestly."

"Maybe, but not when you're the one to say it." You smiled. "You know, that British accent can actually kill."

"Hmm," his voice sounded from the other line. "Weird thing. That is exactly what I could tell about your eyes, as well."

Love this so much

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they're secretly together and one comment leads to the grand reveal.

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for when you find out that it'll always be them. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - max's version!!!!!! i hope u like it <3 charles' version coming soon!!!!!! thank u sm for reading, i love you <3

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🖤•My Masterlist•🖤

(F1 drivers version ⬇️)

Charles Leclerc

•Can’t shut my mouth about you girl

•Never too much for someone that can’t get enough of you

•Crazy in love

•more than friends

•something borrowed and something stolen

•loving rival

•forget isn’t long enough

•lavender haze

•little white lies

•forget me not

•his best friends ex girlfriend

•rockstar!

•rockstar Part 2!

•it’s been a long time coming

Max verstappen

•girls are players too

•starstruck

•starstruck part 2!

•it’s true, it’s always been you

•love is the way you…

•gift giver!

•all too well

•unpredictable!

•only love could hurt like this

•there’s a thin line between love and hate

•strange love

•I’ll be getting over you my whole life

Mick Schumacher

•bad reputation

•wildcard!

•I watch it begin again

•bad influence

•what’s love if you can’t feel it?

•he really should’ve known better

Daniel Ricciardo

•if you fall, I fall

•wifey for lifey!

•fight for her love

•oh no I’ve fallen in love again!

Sebastian Vettel

•red is the colour of love

•best kept secret

•baby on board

Fernando Alonso

•always rooting for the anti hero

•a love so easy!

Lando Norris

•gift giver

•I love you and I like you!

Pierre Gasly

•material girl

Lance stroll

•better late than never

fave f1 blogs?? (other than yourself <3) i can resist the clutches no longer...

you ask an amazing tough but good question because there’s SO MANY!!! all of these are fic writers so if you’re into giggling and kicking your feet or throwing your phone across the room here you are xx

@userlando - based on your profile pic i think you’re gonna love her (and she’s an amazing writer)

@holllandtrash - another one based on your profile pic (read 6 to 1 if you haven’t yet)

@vamossainz55 - a dear friend with writing skills I wish I had! Carlos sainz will become apart of your top five drivers just based off of her skills!

@monzamash - into something spicy? I recommend to a friend her works will help cure the mood!!

@scuderiasundays - do you want to squeal at how ADORABLE dad!driver can be??? what a perfect person to check out!

@oconso - do you want to shake someone for their ability to make you want to throw your phone across the room? I recommend to a friend, they will make you feel that way…. (all the love cay)

@f1version - want to pretend you and *insert driver* are dating? the social media au’s will give you that feeling!!!