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pucksandpower · 1 month

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Boop!

Charles Leclerc x Reader x platonic!drivers

Summary: boop! boop! boop!

Max Verstappen strolls through the paddock, his mind preoccupied with race strategy, when suddenly a finger boops his nose.

“Boop!”

He blinks in surprise to find you grinning at him mischievously. “Y/N? What are you doing?“

“Booping!” You giggle, already breezing past him.

Max just shakes his head bemused as you make your way over to Lando Norris, who is chatting animatedly with his trainer. Without pause, you reach out and boop Lando’s nose.

“Boop!”

Lando’s eyes widen comically. “Wha … Y/N!”

You merely flash him a cheeky smile before skipping off, leaving a confused Lando behind.

Lewis Hamilton raises an eyebrow as you approach, but you disarm him with a brilliant smile before booping his nose lightly.

“Boop, Lew!”

The veteran driver blinks slowly. “Well, someone’s in a playful mood today.”

“Just bringing some fun to the paddock!” You trill, already bouncing towards the next target — a very confused Oscar Piastri.

As you boop Oscar’s nose with a cheerful “Boop!” that has him staring cross-eyed, Daniel Ricciardo happens to wander over, watching the scene with amusement dancing in his eyes.

“What’s all this then?“ Daniel chuckles as Oscar shoots him a pleading look.

You spin towards Daniel with a grin. “Boop!”

The Australian laughs as you tap his nose, not even trying to dodge. “You’re proper zippy today, aren’t ya?“

With a parting wink, you flit off to find your next victim. Logan Sargeant jumps when you appear beside him and boop his nose without warning.

“Gah! Oh, it’s just you, Y/N.” Logan exhales in relief as you chirp, “Boop!”

Pierre Gasly watches you dubiously as you skip up to him. “I don’t know what you’re up to, but I don’t think I want any part of-”

“Boop!”

You cut him off cheerfully by booping his nose, leaving Pierre blinking owlishly as you dance off to accost Alex Albon.

“Hey, hey, watch out!” Alex yelps as your finger lands on the tip of his nose with a decisive “Boop!”

You simply beam at him before bouncing towards Yuki Tsunoda. The young Japanese driver eyes you warily.

“What do you want?“

“Boop!” You poke his nose lightly.

“What does that even mean?“ Yuki mutters in bafflement as you skip away, already focusing on your next target.

Fernando Alonso regards you with an arched eyebrow as you approach. You don’t even break stride, swiftly booping his nose with a cheeky “Boop!” before carrying on, leaving the eldest rookie of F1 faintly bemused.

Spotting George Russell chatting with Lance Stroll, you make a beeline for the duo. As you reach them, you boop first George’s nose with a bright “Boop!” earning a surprised blink, then turn and boop Lance, calling out a cheery “Boop!”

Lance gapes at you. “Did you just … boop me?“

“Yep!” You shoot him a sunny smile before whirling off in search of new targets.

As you roam the paddock, your gaze lands on your boyfriend laughing with his mechanics. Shooting him a mischievous look, you zip over and stand on your tiptoes to plant a loud “Boop!” on his nose.

Charles jerks back, eyes widening comically before focusing on you. “Mon amour? What are you doing?“

You bite your lip coquettishly, eyes sparkling as you watch him process what just happened.

Slowly, a grin tugs at the corners of Charles’ mouth. “Oh, I see how it is.”

Quick as a flash, he reaches out to boop your nose lightly. “Boop!”

You let out a delighted laugh as he pulls you into his arms, cradling your face in his hands as he gazes at you adoringly. Your smiles mingle barely a breath apart before Charles leans in to capture your lips in a sweet kiss that sends butterflies fluttering in your belly.

As he draws back, eyes twinkling, Charles murmurs, “Not that I’m complaining, but why did you suddenly decide to go around booping everyone’s noses today?“

You grin up at him impishly. “Well, there’s this thing called tumbl-”

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vinvantae · 9 days

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How the current F1 grid acts after going from your friend to lover

Some sections inspired by prompts from @me-writes-prompts

Some are longer than others just depending on how inspired I was, not playing favourites I swear!

Some are angsty, some are fluffy. Some are a lil sexy but they’re all basically just different post friends-to-lovers scenarios. Enjoy!

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#1 Max Verstappen

He relishes in your warm touch against his skin, but he was still so unfamiliar when it happened in front of his friends - even the soft press of your lips against his cheek had his cheeks turning the darkest shade of pink, his next words coming out as stammers. He would be annoyed by the way his friends - your friends - teased him about it but after years of pining - he was just glad he finally got to call you his, your soft giggles filling his ears as he proudly admitted that he was, in fact, a massive simp.

“You’re cute.” You whisper in his ear, laughing when somehow his cheeks darkened even more.

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#2 Logan Sargeant

You could see Logan watching you out of the corner of your eye as the two of you made lunch - you couldn’t help the smile that tugged your mouth. “You’re staring, Logan.” His cheeks flushed, but he approaches you nonetheless - his eyes sparkling. “Can…” He took a deep breath. “May… May I kiss you? Please.” A soft hum left your lips as you looped your arms over his shoulders, fingers carding through the hair at the nape of his neck. “You don’t have to ask… I’m yours.”

He ducked his head to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to saying that.”

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#3 Daniel Ricciardo

The moment the two of you locked eyes, you burst into laughter - tears rolling down your cheeks as you lent into his hold, his cackles bouncing off of the walls as the people around you exchanged looks. “Did I say something funny?” You tried to explain but you couldn’t get a full sentence out without your own giggles cutting you off.

“Are you guys crazy or what?” Daniel managed to calm his laughter just for a moment - his brown eyes sparkling as he looked at you, his smile morphing from one of humour to one of fondness as you tried to calm yourself, wiping away a tear. Crazy in love, maybe.

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#4 Lando Norris

You were rudely awoken by a repeated clacking against your window - none other than Lando stood down on the ground, smiling up at you when you finally opened up the glass to look down. “What on earth are you doing?” You laughed. “You’re my boyfriend now, we don’t need to sneak around anymore.”

When you let him into your place, his hands were immediately on your hips - pressing a deep kiss to your lips. “I miss sneaking around.” He hummed, somehow hauling you even closer. “But I do have to admit… this is better. Showing off to everyone that you’re mine.”

“Yours, huh?” You purr. “Should make me scream loud enough that my neighbours know too.”

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#10 Pierre Gasly

Your breath catches in your throat as he presses you into the wall - his arms caged either side of your head as the music thumps loud in your ears. The smirk that toys on his lips has your heart pounding in your chest. He pressed his body against yours - the months of pining after you were finally over and he had you exactly where he wanted you. “I know exactly what you’re thinking…”

“Oh? You do?” You tease, letting your hands run up his chest. “And what are you gonna do about that, mon amour?”

His chuckle was dark, a thrill zipped up your spine - and as his eyes locked against yours, you knew you were in for a wild night.

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#14 Fernando Alonso

You couldn’t wrap your head around how often his hands were on you - before it was always just a ghostly hand on the small of your back or a gentle hand on your shoulder but now? He’d haul you onto your lap whenever he got the chance, his large hands finding purchase on your waist. Or he’d sweep you into a kiss in front of large crowds, not caring who was watching - and you couldn’t get enough.

“Nando, if I knew you were going to be like this… I would’ve confessed my feelings for you a whole lot sooner” You laughed, as he had practically run away from his PR agent to sweep you up into a massive hug.

“I don’t know how I managed to keep my hands to myself for all of those years, I’m just glad I don’t have to hold back anymore.”

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#16 Charles Leclerc

As his arms slipped around your middle, chin coming to rest on your shoulder - you felt content. After years of mutual pining, his touch felt more natural than ever. The two of you had always been close and the transitions from friends to lovers was so natural, his touches became more intentional, his hugs lasted longer - his hands lower. You turned in his hold so you could brush your lips together in a longing kiss, his stubbled cheeks in your hands. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, mon chou.” He hummed. “But unlike all the other times? I can show you just how much.” Your laughter was as light as air as he scooped you up into his arms to whisk you to the confines of your bedroom.

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#18 Lance Stroll

Things were still new, fresh, so you decided to keep the nature of your blossoming relationship between the two of you private. But that didn’t stop you from stealing glances at each other across the garage whenever you could, struggling to hold back the smiles. He was brought back down to earth when an engineer nudged a shoulder against his- turning to be met with a teasing, raised brow.

“So, you two..?”

“We’re friends.”

“Just friends?”

He let his gaze fall back to you, unable to help the smile on his face as you gave him a knowing look.

“Yeah, just friends.”

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#20 Kevin Magnussen

Kevin wasn’t huge on PDA, sure - he was more than happy to hold your hand, but for the most part he kept his hands to himself, especially at work. But when it got busy, sardines packed into a small office space for some last minute announcement - he’d always find his way to your side, arm brushed right up against yours. As Ayao addressed the room, he leant in - his voice a whisper. “Fancy a distraction?”

“Depends what you have in mind, Kev.” You whispered back, eyes forward - trying your best to pay attention, but your cheeks instantly heated up as his hand ghosts over your rear.

“You have no idea, søde.”

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#22 Yuki Tsunoda

You’d fallen asleep on Yuki before - he used to freeze up, determined not to move an inch in order not to wake you. But this time, with your head on his chest - hand splayed across his shirt, he simply pulled the blanket off of the back of the sofa and laid it across you both.

He smiled softly as you grumbled and snuggled in closer, allowing him to press a gentle kiss to the top of your head and close his own eyes - just enjoying the weight and warmth of your body on top of his.

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#23 Alex Albon

It was surprisingly warm as the two of you laid on a picnic blanket under the stars, your head rested on his chest - a strong arm tucked underneath you. This was the first real time you’d spent together alone since you’d both finally admitted your feelings and it felt so right. You let your eyes flicker across the stars, a soft gasp passing your lips as you witnessed a shooting star.

“I don’t think Greggs is open this late.”

“How on earth did you know I wished for a sausage roll?”

He chuckled softly. “I know you better than anyone else.”

“Do you though?”

His gaze flickered down to you as you propped your chin up on his chest to look up at him, the smile on his face fond. “Of course I do.”

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#24 Zhou Guanyu

“Open up.”

You opened your mouth, allowing his hand to guide the spoon between your lips - hand cupped beneath your chin to catch any potential dribbles. He watched with eager eyes as you swallowed, the flavours washing over your chin. “Oh my god, that’s delicious.”

“And to think, you doubted me.”

With a playful roll of the eyes, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You’ve never cooked anything more than instant ramen in my presence. How was I supposed to know?”

“Cooking is my love language, so get used to it… gonna make sure you’re never hungry.”

“Oh, a boyfriend who’s my own personal chef? I am lucky.”

He grinned at that.

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#31 Esteban Ocon

You wobbled as you fished through the piles of jackets on the bed, trying to fish out your jacket as Esteban leant against the doorframe with a playful smile on his face. “You should just stay here, mon ange.”

A soft whine left your lips. “Estie, I shouldn’t.”

He approached you, his hands wrapping around your middle - pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Stay. I insist… it’s cold out, I’ll keep you warm.”

After a moment of protest, you looped your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. “Okay, you’ve convinced me.”

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#44 Lewis Hamilton

Although you were more than friends, you were still yet to let him put a label on it. Too scared that saying you were more than just two people screwing, would open yourself up to heartbreak.

But it was different this time, his eyes full of want as his fingers brushed across the skin of your jaw. You wanted to be his, you lent in to kiss him but his grip on your face stopped you, a smirk tugging on his lips. “Lew, please.”

“You know exactly what I want, sweetheart.” He whispered, lips brushing lightly over yours. “I need you to say it. I want to hear you say it.”

“I’m yours, Lewis. Always… Now, kiss me.”

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#55 Carlos Sainz

It was crowded and loud, shoulders bumping against yours - throat burning from having to shout loud enough for anyone to hear you. You swirled your drink in your glass, chin propped up on your hand as you lent against the bar. Carlos could see the scowl on your face from across the room, so he politely excused himself from his friends to approach you.

“Mi vida.” Somehow you managed to hear his low purr over the music. “You look bored.”

You looked up to him, his brown eyes boring into yours. “So bored.”

He chuckled softly, pressing a deep kiss to your lips - stealing your breath. “We should definitely get out of here? Don’t you think so?”

It was almost comical how fast you nodded, letting him haul you out of the club.

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#63 George Russell

“Stop walking away from me!” He practically yelled, halting you in your tracks - you turned to face him, tears rolling down your cheeks. “You’re my best friend, I just.. I just can’t lose you.”

You scowled. “God, I hate that word.”

“Lose?”

“Friend.” You groaned, rubbing your eyes. “George, we’re not just friends, we’ve not been just friends for a long time…”

He stepped closer, taking your hands away from your face - linking your fingers together by your side. “I know, this is all just so new to me. I care about you endlessly… I want this, us, to work.”

You smiled softly, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him softly. “We’ll take it one day at a time, okay?”

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#77 Valtteri Bottas

“You look tired.”

You looked up from your coffee as Valtteri stepped into the room - his mullet messy from sleep as he stepped around the kitchen counter to give you a kiss. The two of you had been roommates for two years, but had recently found yourselves falling comfortably in a relationship - his bedroom long since abandoned.

“I did not know you had the ability to snore that loud, Val.”

He let out a snort of a chuckle. “Well, it wasn’t like I knew that you sleep with a hundred stuffed animals either.”

You giggled, placing your mug on the counter so you could pull him closer. “You wanna go back to your own room?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

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#81 Oscar Piastri

“This was a terrible idea.”

Oscar laughed as he stood just ahead of you on the ice - you were holding onto the railing for dear life as you shuffled your skates towards him. He rolled his eyes and effortlessly skated over. “You’ll never get better if you don’t let go. I won’t let you fall.”

With a huff you finally relinquished your grip and made an attempt to skate, for a moment - it feels like you have it, but a second later you’re crashing face first into Oscar’s chest - the two of you falling back onto the ice.

“Oh my god, Osc. I’m so sorry!” You squeaked. “You okay?”

“I got you flowers for our first date and you gave me a concussion, that doesn’t seem like a fair deal.” He teased. “A kiss would make it better.”

With a playful roll of the eyes you lent down to kiss him - definitely a first date to remember.

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A lil bit of everything for everyone! Hope you enjoyed x

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formulafics · 3 months

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VALENTINES DAY

Scenario: a peak into some of the grids Valentine’s Day with yn. <;3

Includes: charles leclerc, alex albon, lando norris, george russel, mick shumacher, yuki tsunoda, and logan sargeant.

A/N: this is another super short post, BUT AT LEAST ITS A POST 🙌🏻 as always, shoutout to my beloved @renarots for fueling ideas that go into these fics 🥰

charles_leclerc and ynln

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charles_leclerc Happy Valentines Day - Mr & Mrs. Leclerc ❤️💍

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ynln obssesed with you for life 😚

⤷ formulaleclerc SOBBING I LOVE YN AND CHARLES

arthur_leclerc ❤️❤️

lovelyleclerc CHARLES AND YN ENGAGEMENT WAS NOT ON MY 2024 BINGO CARD WHAT THE FUCK

alex_albon and ynln

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alex_albon valen-time for a valentines dump

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ynln were literally so cool 😎

⤷ logansargeant the coolest 💯

⤷ formulaoneoneone logan is NEVER beating the yn and alex are his parents allegations

lando.jpg and ynln

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lando.jpg 4 years down, forever to go. 😚

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ynln I love you forever my sweet boy

⤷ ynln and happy Valentine’s Day, everyone! 🥰

norriswrld their anniversary being on Valentine’s Day may just be the most devastating thing in the world

⤷ ln4nation LITERALLY.

ynln and georgerussel63

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ynln my forever valentine. ❤️

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georgerussel63 love you to the moon and back. 🌙❤️

⤷ amgr63 this is so sick and twisted george 😭

mickshumacher and ynln

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mickshumacher my favorite girls for life. happy valentines day ❤️

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ynln micky, the people want to know - do you love me or Angie more?

⤷ mickshumacher yes.

⤷ shumishumi THIS IS SUCH A CUTE RESPONSE IM ON THE FLOOR

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yukitsunoda0511 happy valentines ❤️

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ynln you’re my favorite human 🥹

cryingoverf1 what do y’all know about yn and yuki being the best couple on the paddock? NOTHING.

yukisgirl these are my parents btw guys (yn and yuki adopt me challenge)

logansargeant and ynln

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logansargeant happiest man in the world 🫶🏻

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ynln happiest girl in the world 🥰

⤷ formulasargeant GOD THEYRE SO CUTE

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ethrlst · 1 month

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sparked secrecy

⌞ sypnosis ⌝ - one of the unspoken rules of friendship is to always keep it platonic. between your circle of friends, the line of friendship start to blur between you and a certain pair of blue-green eyes. what happens when you begin to favor one more than the others?

⌞ wordcount & tags ⌝ - 1k+ words. fluff! lando x reader! slight!slowburn! head over heels for each other! highschoolsweethearts!

⌞ a/n ⌝ - here’s a little something i worked on after watching a cute edit of lando i saw on my fyp. for the mean time, i might start doing small drabbles of other drivers as well before writing the second part of my first work ;). happy reading!

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three minutes clicks the clock before the bells go off signaling lunch, students favorite time of the day. it was yours as well, as much as theirs, because it was a full hour and quarter of laughter, bantering and endless conversations with the people you adore, your friends. one by one, students grab their belongings and head straight to the cafeteria, including your friends who didn’t miss inviting you before your short answer of i’ll be with you guys in a sec, referring to your books and supplies.

when the noises died down, you had initially thought you were alone, not until you hear a soft cough. bringing your eyes towards the noise just to see lando leaning down towards you in a chair. ‘hi’, he softly grins at you: ‘hi’, smiling at him in return. gazing at eachother’s eyes, you feel the rush of blood to your cheeks, and as quickly as you could, you try and distract him with a conversation.

‘why aren’t you in the cafeteria with them?’

‘you look really pretty.’ it fails.

his hand reaches for your hair, tucking it behind your ear, he then gently caresses your scarlet tinted cheeks with his thumb. ‘cherry’, he utters while observing your flushed face. slapping him with your english book, giggles and a small ‘ow!’ from lando echoes in the room. ‘let’s go?’, gathering your items, you look at him only to see his eyes already on yours, staring, admiring. with a small smile, he says, ‘yeah, let’s go.’

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listening intently to daniel’s story on how he managed to pull his girlfriend of 2 years, you can hear charles’ complaints about it’s repetition, sick of hearing how utterly in love his friend was. ‘mate, i’ve heard this story more than i’ve heard max talk about being the top student, daniel please!’, charles exhaustedly rolling his eyes, the group laughs at the two; giggling, you joined. ‘well to be honest i’d quite prefer his stories rather than sit here and endure about yuki’s problems with his crush.’ pierre only adds to the group’s laughter. the latter is quick to defend himself with a very verbal curse to his friend as well as a witty comment about carlos who laughed at pierre’s statement, ‘well carlos here isn’t even trying to talk to his, so i don’t know why he’s laughing’. carlos only responds with his middle finger.

continuing to write down your ideas on how you’re going to design the cake you plan on baking tonight, you hear your name being called by oscar. ‘heard from lily you received a love letter with chocolate covered cherries on your locker, mind giving us an insight on who?’. with a smile, you ignore your friends’ continuous questions regarding the matter with a short ‘no can do.’ despite so, they continue to nag you of any information, a hint to whoever this mystery admirer of yours was. stretching, lando gives you an amused look, sharing a small moment of sparked secrecy before you comb through your hair to hide the beaming look on your face.

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the cool breeze of the air blows your hair right onto your face as you walk, chuckling to yourself, you try and comb your hair back to decency with your fingers. it works for a while, but the wind comes back stronger and that’s when you decide to finally put a stop to your agony and lando’s endless rude comments about how your hair reminds him of the full grown bush outside his parents house. the both of you side by side walk towards the train station just before parting to say goodbye. ‘i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?’, he smiles softly towards you and you return with a grin, ‘of course, who else are you gonna copy statistics out of?’.

lando lazily rolls his eyes and comes up with a comeback, but ultimately fails. quickly you say your byes to him before boarding the train, usually you would wave him goodbye but today seems to be different, sitting at a chair, you look away nervously. lando still frozen on his feet, gradually lifts his fingers and graze his left cheek. yes, you didn’t wave him goodbye, but instead, you had kissed him. it had been a good minute after the train had left when finally, he starts coming back to his senses. with a silly smile that reaches upto his ears, lando begins to take his route home. step by step, the boy couldn’t help but replay the way you leaned up towards him and gently place your soft lips on his cheek with your hand on his chest. he rethinks it all, simmers it all down to his memory as much as he could, afraid he’d forget any bit of detail.

what would tomorrow be like? how would my day be? shall i ask her to eat lunch? should i give her something? i think i should text her. no! that’s not a good idea. but.. how would i know if she’s reached home? i should wait instead.. right? ughhh i don’t know! maybe i should text he— his thoughts were interrupted when he feels his phone vibrate and make a small sound of pingg! fishing it out of his pocket quickly, he looks at the screen to read your message of ‘i forgot to take my chapstick back from your bag, could you bring it to class tomorrow, please lan?’ followed by another, ‘oh and by the way, in case you were wondering, i’m home. :)’.

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clicking his keys on his house door, he heads straight to the the bathroom right after disregarding his items in his room. in the middle of dressing himself to comfortable clothes after a shower, lando’s eyes lands on his bag just behind his door. a thought runs through his head as he grabs it and does his search. hearing a knock on his door, lando removes his headset before responding with ‘coming!’. he finds his family preparing the dining table for dinner as he walks up to his mother and kissing her hello before helping. his ears perks up to his mother’s voice calling his name across the table. ‘are you wearing chapstick, darling? it smelt like a cherry one to me.’ now scarlet faced, lando lowers his head down trying to hide the growing smile on his lips. not wanting to raise suspicion and receive weary eyes from the rest of the family, the boy hums as a response. choosing to stay quiet and listen to the conversation between his father and siblings until rest of the dinner, lando swiftly comes back to his room and sends you a response. ‘hey, just finished eating dinner. sure! and it was the cherry one, right?’.

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lovelytsunoda · 1 month

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I have so so so much to say about this picture oh my goddddd it’s sinful. smutty thoughts under the cut, read at own risk.

this is what it looks like when they’re back home from a race weekend, suitcases barely unpacked and clothes strewn around the living room. their flight got in early, and they didn’t even make it to the bedroom before collapsing against the couch.

they wanted a quick, sweet cuddly nap, but that didn’t last long. as small as the two of them may be, the couch can’t fit them both comfortably. she’s shifting too much, accidentally rubbing against his crotch. he’s groaning lowly in her ear, heat growing between her thighs as a tent grows in his cargo pants. sweet kisses that slowly turn more desperate as she throws her leg over his, grinding against him when he sneakily slips his tongue into her mouth.

they aren’t in a rush, taking time to truly savour each other, moving from the couch to the floor in front of the electric fireplace, heat warming their bodies as clothes are discarded.

deep, slow thrusts of his rock-hard cock inside her, desperate breathy whines echoing around the room.

“that’s my sweet girl. my best girl, loving me so well.”

they are still jet lagged, and as much as the two of them would love to spend more time enjoying each other, they’ve got other priorities.

he gets to his feet, and she shamelessly watches from the carpet, wrapped in layers of blankets as he pulls his cargo pants back on.

“babe, don’t go.” she whined

“someone has to go pick up the takeout. the fridge is barren, and we have no food.”

this is what it looks like after a night out, a night spent working each other up until one of them snaps. rushing home so yuki can spread his pretty girl out on the bed, making her fall apart three times on his tongue before he even thinks about getting his dick wet.

she’s watching from the bed, clenching her thighs together as she watches him undo his belt (a small adventurous part of her wondering how it would feel to have the leather belt wrapped around her wrists while his tongue brought her to the edge), taking his sweet time to give her what she wants, untucking his dress shirt over his slacks.

he’s enjoying this. the give and take, the teasing.

he’s ready to burst, not even taking his dress shirt off all the way, leaving it open as he starts to fuck her, slowly at first, and then harder and harder, her legs wrapped tightly around him as he comes inside her.

watching him the morning after a particularly passionate night, naked under the bedsheets as she watched in the half lights, back muscles rippling as he gets dressed, dark pink marks running over his upper back and shoulder blades.

she sighs dreamily, heat warming her cheeks when yuki turns around, threading his belt through the loops on his jeans.

“hey, sweet girl.” he hums, leaning over to kiss her, one hand reaching for the tshirt lying on the floor. “sleep well?”

“very.” she giggles, reaching for his belt. “come back to bed?”

“I have to go to work, love.”

so what is there to do but get out of bed, still naked as she entices him towards her, sitting on the bed with her legs slightly spread as she begins to undo his belt.

yeah, he can be a little late for work today.

right it’s time to go touch grass

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sainz-leclerc · 2 years

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Olive’s Master List

Indicators :

None = fluff

* = smutty/ smut

~ = angst

<3 = favorites of mine

bold = longer works / full imagines

Charles Leclerc :

Beach Talks / Champagne Surprises

You’re Sick ( coming soon)

Baby Leclerc <3

phone call

trying to work with this man child

enemies to lovers *

Friends by Chase Atlantic (kinda *)

Victoria Secret * <3

Street racing ( feat. Arthur Leclerc ) * / fingering you in their race car *

Getting your number ( feat. Lando Norris , Carlos Sainz Jr and Pierre Gasly)

Playing piano w/ enemy Charles / Charles fucking you on top of the piano *

Going to a festival together ( kinda *)

Making sure your boy best friend knows you’re his *

breakfast in bed *

Secret relationship / towel closet

his world

high school rivals * / riding him *

Jules’s daughter

comforting you after a terrible night out <3

watching Suits for the first time

fucking you in the bathroom *

comforting him after the french gp 22 ~

meeting his family for the first time

faking an orgasm *

fuckbuddy!charles punishing you for fucking Carlos *

Taking him to your home town

Carlos Sainz Jr :

manhandling * <3

going down on you *

surprising him

punishing you *

Getting your number ( feat. Charles Leclerc , Pierre Gasly and Lando Norris )

Comforting him after a bad race ~

Aftercare

Grabbing your waist

Sleeping

Ass man *

fucking you on the balcony in heels *

secret admirer

mornings with dad!carlos

riding his thigh *

cuddling

Pierre Gasly :

vacation in Greece *

walking on the beach *

getting ready

riding a jet ski and Pierre *

jealousy *

On vacation / vacation date

Getting your number ( feat. Carlos Sainz , Lando Norris and Charles Leclerc)

Proposing to you

Getting married

Telling him you’re pregnant

Meeting for the first time / first date

anniversary

comforting blow job *

talking about kids

talking about marriage

baby names

Lando Norris :

Golf and Short Skirts *

I don’t feel safe

missing premieres

sore looser *

streams and tickles <3

fare date <3

Getting your number ( feat. Pierre Gasly , Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz)

Class trip

Horny fiancé!lando (kinda *)

Promise ring

Your first race

Washing machine

Movie night

eating crepés

baby names

Arthur Leclerc :

Laser Tag ( coming soon )

Autographs & bites

Street racing ( feat. Charles Leclerc ) ( kinda *) <3 / fingering you in their race car *

Jealous Arthur *

Date night (kinda *)

getting your period in the middle of the night

brushing your hair

baby names

hickeys * / marking him up ( kinda * )

game night w/ your family

toto’s daughter / family dinner

Oscar Piastri :

cuddling

Daniel Ricciardo :

porch swing

aftercare <3

Lewis Hamilton ( I do not write smut for him ) : closed

movie night

a couple of drivers *

comforting you during an anxiety attack

Sebastian Vettel : closed

Riding his thigh

Yuki Tsunoda ( I do not write smut for him ) : closed

morning cuddles

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racinggirl · 2 years

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support || max verstappen 1

my first drabble! I hope you'll like it, you can request more drabbles in my ask box here, just make sure to mention it's about a drabble! If you have tips or things you'd like to see, please tell me. This is also my first max v fic, so let me know if I should write for him more often. words: 900+ (translations are in italics)

October 22nd, 2022. A sad day for the whole Formula One community, and especially for Red Bull and its team members. Dietrich Mateschitz, one of the co-founders and owners of Red Bull had sadly passed away at an age of 78.

As soon as the news spread through the paddock, you did your best to find your boyfriend, who for sure would be devastated with this news. With the green VIP access pass hanging around your neck, you walked through the paddock, through the hospitality to make your way to the Red Bull motorhome.

‘’y/n.’’ You quickly turned around to meet eyes with his blue ones, a sigh escaping your lips as you slowly made your way over. His arms opened, and he embraced you in a tight hug, one with many emotions.

‘’I can’t believe he passed away, how could this happen…’’ Max mumbled while his face was buried in your neck, your nails scratching lightly over his back to calm him down a little. You could hear by his voice he was emotional, of course he was, Dietrich was one of the reasons Max had become so great in this sport, he was a role model to your boyfriend.

‘’Come inside, love, let’s talk about it inside, okay?’’ You whispered close to his ear, preventing people from overhearing your entire conversation. Your hand came down to connect with his, the two of you making your way through the motorhome, on your way to Max’ driver room.

A knock on the door ended your cuddle session, and you watched as your boyfriend went to open it. After some minutes, Max turned around, a weak smile on his lips as he reached for your hand. You got up, understanding the hint and walked towards him to intertwine your fingers.

‘’We’re going to do an honorary ceremony for Dietrich at the track and in the pitlane.’’ He whispered, his arms immediately wrapping around you to pull you against his chest. ‘’Will you be in the garage, please, I need you there.’’ He added, making you nod, your hands cupping his cheeks, thumbs rubbing the small stubbles on the lower parts of his face. ‘’Of course, schatje.’’ darling

As you followed Max towards the garages, you quickly pecked his lips before watching him walk to the track, Checo, Carlos, Daniel, Seb and Alex following him to take place next to Helmut, Christian, Yuki and Pierre who were already standing there with the Alpha Tauri crew.

Every time things were starting to get rough, you caught Max looking over your way, searching for your support, which you gave him instantly by giving him a reassuring smile, one that said, ‘everything is going to be okay’. And that’s exactly what he needed.

After the pictures were taken, and people had showed their tribute, Max walked back towards the pitlane, where you were waiting for him.

Alex and Checo gave you a weak smile the moment they saw Max wrapping his arms around you, and you returned the favor. Carlos soon walked towards the four of you, and Seb and Daniel, who were busy chatting, stopped to accompany you. Pierre and Yuki joined you not long after.

‘’That was beautiful, guys.’’ You smiled kindly, rubbing Max’ back the moment he pulled away from your cozy hug. He stepped to the side, completing the circle you were now standing in with the rest of the (old) Red Bull drivers, and you felt your boyfriends’ hand on your lower back. It was his love language, physical touch.

‘’He was a great man.’’ Seb started, and Daniel joined him. ‘’Yeah, he for sure was, he did everything for us.’’ Alex and Checo nodded at that. ‘’And he won’t ever be forgotten.’’ Carlos added. ''Never.'' Yuki smiled, at which Pierre nodded.

After you spent some time hearing them bring up old memories of Dietrich, the day came to an end, and you and Max were back at the hotel. You were taking off your make up, braiding your hair to the side and watched as Max was brushing his teeth. After you did the same, you got into the comfy bed, smiling as you instantly felt your boyfriends’ arms around you.

‘’Thank you, lieverd.’’ He whispered while he placed soft kisses on your neck just below your ear. sweety

‘’For what?’’ You hummed silently, enjoying the small touches he made. ‘’For being there to support me today, for helping me get through the day.’’ His warm breath on the side of your neck made goosebumps appear on your body, your eyes closing as you moved a little to be even closer to him.

‘’You don’t have to thank me for that, that’s what I’m here for. Ik doe alles voor je.’’ You whispered back. I'll do anything for you

‘’I just wish he would have been there this weekend; you know? So, he could see us, hopefully, win the constructors championship.’’ He sighed, his arms tightening around you, needing you even closer than before.

‘’Hey, he will.’’ You mumbled, turning around in his arms so you were now facing him. Your hands rose to his cheeks, cupping them as you forced him to look you in the eyes.

‘’He’s not gone, Max, he’s here, and he will see you get that championship.’’ You said, your thumbs rubbing his cheeks.

‘’I’m going to win, for him, for Dietrich.’’ He whispered with a small smile before he pressed his lips on yours.

And boy, did he do that.

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thatsdemko · 1 year

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one last ride for the alpha - p.gasly & y.tsunoda

masterlist

requested: y but also n

pairings: Pierre gasly x fem!reader & yuki tsunods x fem!reader + nsfw ideas mentioned

warnings: not intended for minors + mentions of Pierre being a tripod

a/n: loved love affair and ride that like a Mercedes? I’m back with another one of these bad boys 😁😁🫶feedback is always appreciated xx

ps: hope this eases our pain and suffering of that Miami race 😔🫶

《 the following content is not intended for minors. 》

it’s a bittersweet ending for Pierre, one last time riding along side his best friend. the season was a rollercoaster, it always is, but Pierre is excited to move forward and be out of Red Bulls grasp once and for all.

“that’s it for us.” yuki leans against his friends shoulder, hair tickling his friends chin, “aren’t you going to miss me?”

Pierre laughs, “miss you? no!” he jokes, shoving the Japanese man off of his body trying to get up from the booth of the table they are situated at.

the drinks keep flowing, sake is being shoved down his throat while they listen to others sing karaoke. the girl on the stage has Pierre mesmerized, the guy she came with left hated the public embarrassment she was bringing to him, so she and Charlotte both sang together, instantly clicking.

the songs over, and Pierre pushes himself up from the seat, swerving around the tables and people, meeting you in the middle, “I knew you were looking at me.” you say, index finger pulling his shirt collar closer to you.

“hard to look away,” he pushes the hair out of your face, “you’re just too hot.” he tries to press his lips against yours, but you pull away.

“get me a drink first then you can kiss me.”

and he does, but he gets you so much more than that. more than what you can say thank you for, because the way he’s treating is better than the guy you came with.

he works you slow, hand moves up your thigh, you hardly notice until his finger nails are pulling on the fabric of your panties. it’s when you turn around from giggling with Charlotte to see what he’s doing, “you have a mind of your own, don’t you?”

“you want to get out of here?” his voice is low, fingers pushing your hair off your shoulder you can’t help but nod you can’t say a word.

and you basically don’t the whole night, the only thing that comes from you are moans and gasps while he goes at you all night. he’s big, what did you expect? of all the rumors you’ve heard, they were true, he was ten times better than you ever expected him to be.

he moves slow, takes his time discovering every inch and area of you, it makes you twitch and squirm, he’s so good at that. he knows how to make you whine, how to make you cum in a matter of seconds, he’s just that good.

you don’t think anybody could be better than that.

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when you wake up the next morning, the person you see is half who you expected to see. how did you end up here? how’d you end up in his bed and not the others? what happened that you don’t remember?

when you turn over to look at the nightstand for the time, you’re met with bottles of sake in your field of vision making you moan. this is how you ended up here.

“time?” he asks, thick Japanese accent shining through, he lets out a raspy groan when you don’t reply fast enough. the phone in between you both lights up and instantly he reaches for it.

“no, no I’m fine. yeah she’s here, why do you ask?” he pulls the phone away from his ear and over to yours. you don’t even have time to make a reaction before the cold device is held against your ear.

“ah cherie, have fun last night? I did, and I’m sure yuki did too! quite a show I’ll say, singing and all.” he chuckles, the sound of his laughter sends a pounding to your head. you want him to stop, but you can barely vocalize your needs without feeling a fire in your throat and the nausea wave through your body.

you’re mumbling trying to find words to come out of your mouth, but your voice box cracks and nothing comes. those boys must’ve truly broke you, you think to yourself.

when you look over at the man beside you, who’s now peacefully asleep once again, some of it floods back. how he held you while you rode him, the way his hand pressed against your throat, and how he had you begging on your knees. it’s the minor details you remember, but it’s clearly why you’re in this state in the first place.

“enjoy your slumber with yuki, I’ll come get you tonight. wear that black dress you were talking about, I still have those heels of yours you claim that match.”

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folkloresthings · 9 months

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congrats on your milestone lovely!! i remember when I reached that milestone, it was such a surreal feeling and it contributes to wow me whenever I see that number go up! I’m new here but your work is so cute??? like the vibes are immaculate

can I get a Jane Eyre? My name is tasia, and I prefer men (i know, it’s a curse 🫣) and I’d like a formula one match if that’s okay 🥺

I’m very quiet and tend to keep to myself unless I’m in a group I’m comfortable with and then I never shut up. I’m a massive bookworm, and I always have a novel with me. I read everything from Thriller to romance and I like pretending I’m smarter than the fictional detectives and try to figure out the case before the end. I’m studying law in school but I’m not really sure what I want to do with my life. I’d rather be travelling the world tbh, there’s so much world to see and not enough time or money.

hi honey bun! yes it’s so strange to think there’s so many people reading my work ahh

i ship you with: yuki tsunoda! he was the first person to come to my mind when i saw you sent the ask but he’s also the only person i could think of when i read your description!! yuki is also quite quiet, especially what we’ve seen on the grid, but when both of you are comfy around each other he’s the most fun ever. i said this for another ask, but i think yuki would just love being read to. it’d be his favourite way to fall asleep, curled up next to you and dozing off to the sound of your voice. he pretends to hate the cheesy romances but they’re absolutely his favourites. i can see him ordering those unsolved case sets online and your date nights being a bottle of wine and trying to figure out whodunnit. with his job, he loves having you tag along and see as much of the world as possible without making you pay a penny!!

#🍾 ﹐ becca hits 1k!#💒 ﹐ ships.#formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #yuki tsunoda drabble #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda

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lanland04moure · 1 year

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It's ok - Yuki Tsunoda

* Reader is mentioned as Lin

We faced each other in the middle of that room, once again being the centre of attention of everyone present.

It had been almost a month since we ended our relationship, but she had been asking me to keep my mouth closed, she was looking for a way to tell her mother that our engagement had come to an end.

I felt uncomfortable, so long looking forward to this moment only to have it all go to shit in the blink of an eye because of some stupidity, all I wanted was to really be with her, instead here we were, pretending everything was fine in one more rehearsal for "the big day".

I needed to change this, I needed to have her back by my side, but if she didn't want it that way, there was nothing I could change.

I knew that everyone in the room with us would suspect that something was going on, who wouldn't when the bride doesn't want to spend time alone with her fiancé? As soon as she had the chance she would run away from me to start a conversation with whoever was closest to her. I felt ridiculous, we should be enjoying this, yet I felt like the most miserable person on planet earth.

"It's all set, Lin doesn't suspect a thing. Go and enjoy yourself with your girl."

Pierre's message repeated itself over and over again in my mind. The words were easy to twist.

It was all a misunderstanding and it was the cause of her dumping me. I tried to explain but she wouldn't let me, wouldn't even let me try.

And so it marked our destiny in an end.

In the huge hall where the rehearsal was taking place I felt like an intruder, my heart ached to see her and not be able to get close.

I moved away from everyone, I didn't want to be there, I didn't want to pretend, I was tired. I was near the big crystal door that led to the garden, I could easily go out and not come back.

I would still be the bad guy at the end of the story.

I was about to leave without looking back when her sweet voice stopped my actions and made my heart skip a beat.

—Are you leaving? Yuki, I.... I don't want this to end.— I turned around so I could see her face. She wasn't lying.—I made a mistake by letting you go without letting you give an explanation.

— I...

— It's ok Yuki, the boys have explained it to me.— She interrupted me by pointing to a corner of the room from where the boys greeted me. I was so immersed in my misery that I hadn't noticed that they were there—. You were so suspicious about something that I had a lot of doubts, I was afraid too. I certainly didn't want to believe you were fooling me, I know you're not like that, but my suspicions combined with Gasly's text... A story formed in my head and I didn't want to see reasons. Because of my mistrust I lost a month of having you by my side. I lov...— I approached her, cutting her words with a kiss.

It didn't matter, she was coming back to me. To the place where she always belonged. I held on to her as tightly as possible until she pulled away from me in embarrassment because of the loud screams of the boys that filled the place in silence.

#yuki tsunoda #yuki x reader #yuki one shot #yuki x you #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki f1 #f1 drabble #f1 x you #f1 imagine #f1 one shot #f1 x reader #f1 yuki tsunoda #f1 alpha tauri #f1

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