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[amirasainz]

Okay but now we need Carlos's reaction to his dad not picking up the phone 👀

So much fun writing this. Hope you enjoy and send some requests.

-XoXo

The Aftermath

Carlos would cry.

First his "friends" didn't allow him to fly to New York after seeing Lewis and Amira at the Met Gala. And now his Papa didn't pick up his phone. The world is truly a cruel place.

He would sit on the Sofa, Charles next to him. "It's okay, Chili. After you slept the world will look better again" tried Carlos. "Bu-But why doesn't Papa pick up? Does he think Lewis is the right guy for Amira" Carlos asks, hugging the pillow tighter.

"Try to get some sleep. I promise that tomorrow the horror will be over" Charles promised him while laying an arm around him. Carlos would burrow himself into Charles chest while crying like a little girl.

The others would just stare at the two of them. Like wtf is going on now?

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[amirasainz]

Hi! In honor of mother's day in some parts of the world would you do either one (or both?) of the following?

Option A: how the sainz family celebrate Mother's day

Option B: how the drivers try and woo mama reyes to help them hide their crimes (of wooing Amira) from Carlos Senior and Junior

Thank you! No pressure to do both, you can just do oneee

Happy Late Mothers Day, everyone! I chose option B because it was such a sweet idea.

Feedback is always welcome and send some requests.

-XoXo

Mother knows best

Charles:

♡ would buy Mama Sainz a Yacht

♡ it would go like

♡"You can choose any Yacht you like, Reyes. Or should I say Mama?"

♡ the problem would be that everyone loves Charles

♡ even Reyes began to like him

Lando:

♡ would always bring her flowers

♡ on the paddock he would be the first one to greet her, bring her coffee, give her VIP tickets

♡ would talk with her about Amira

♡ "No wonder Amira has such good manners, you taught her well"

♡ "Amira get's all her beauty from her Mother, doesn't she"

♡ Lando would even learn Spanish

♡ and for Reyes, it's the thought that counts

Lewis:

♡ oh boy, everyone is a Lewis Hamilton fans

♡ people fall left and right for him

♡ Lewis would give Reyes vacations on Bali and an apartment in New York

♡ would bring her to the fashion shows and the Met Gala

♡ Carlos Sr is already respecting Lewis a lot, which helps him with Reyes

♡ "You can wear any color. Anything looks good on you"

♡ then he would give her this boyish smile

♡ would also give her a special post on mothers-day

Max:

♡ it would be very hard for Max to gain some cookie points from Reyes

♡ but when he admitted how hard it was growing up without a mum, she would take him under her wing

♡ how can you not pity that boy

♡ Reyes would even go as far as to invite Max to family gatherings

♡ Max would even try to talk to Christian about signing Carlos for the seat

♡ which makes Mama Sainz very happy

Oscar:

♡ I feel like Oscar would try to woo Abuela Sainz, not Mama Sainz

♡ it would be during a race weekend and Abuela is also there

♡ she would like Oscars sarcasm

♡ and that he is such a good person

♡ Reyes wouldn't be Oscars biggest fan

♡because Carlos is after all her baby boy

♡ but Abuela thinks Oscar would be the perfect husband for Amira

♡ Oscar also promised Abuela that they would live in Spain after their marrige

#formula 1 #baby!sainz!sister #lando norris x reader #charles leclerc x reader #max verstappen x reader #oscar piastri x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #formula 1 x reader

[amirasainz]

can you do angry confession of lando and baby!sainz? like they both ignored each other and make each other jealous and lando couldn’t take it any more so he comforted her and in the middle of the argument he suddenly confessed his feelings. thank you 😊

Ok, loves. This one has an open ending, Let me know what you think.

Please enjoy reading ans send me some requests!

-XoXo

Rain

The guy was an idiot and you know it, Amira" Lando yelled after her. Both of them were thrown out the club, after Lando hit her date. For the past three months, Lando and Amira were trying to make each other jealous. No-one knows why or how it happend. But every week one of them would have someone new by their side.

But tonight was to much for Lando. When he saw the guy with his arm around Amira he instantly got bad vibes. The guy looked like the typical bad boy. However his eyes had something crazy in them. The moment he saw the guy trying to kiss her, he saw red. He punched him so hard that both Amira and Lando were thrown out the club.

Which bring us here. Amira walking at least 7 steps in front of Lando while he tried to follow after her. "Just shut up, Lando. I don't want hear it" she continued walking. "Will you at least slow down? It is dark outside and the cars wont see you" he tiredly tried again. "I said shut up Lando. Is it so hard for you-" "Amira watch out!"

While she talked to Lando, she turned her face away from her path, not realizing that in front of her was a street with driving cars. If it weren't for Landos arm around her, she would have been hit by the honking car.

She turnend in his arms and punched him in the chest. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "What the fuck is wrong with me?!" he questioned angrily. "I'm not the one that nearly just got killed by a car!" "Which would have never happend if you would have left me and and my friend alone. Why did you do it, huh? Were you bored? Did no-one pay attention to little Lando Norris, HUH?!

"I DID IT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU" Lando yelled at her. "I hit him in his stupid face, because I couldn't bear the thought of anyone touching you, kissing you. I did it because the past three months were the worst months in my life!" he ranted.

"But you had all these girls…" she interrupted quietly. "They meant nothing to me. I tried to find something in them that would remined me of you. But I wasn't able to, because you are so fucking special and you mean the world to me." After a moment he quietly said: "Don't you get it? I can't live whit out you."

So there they stood, opposite one another. Lando trying to catch his breath and Amira with silent tears streaming down her eyes. The only thing they heard was the rain falling around them….

#formula 1 #baby!sainz!sister #lando norris x reader

[amirasainz]

Hello. I've put ina fee requests because I love you writing. Would you be able to write one where baby sainz is in a relationship with Erling Haaland and the boys absolutely dislike it and but there is Actually nothing they can do or stop it. Thank you 😊

So, I honestly know nothing about him, so I kind of improvised. Enjoy reading and send some rquests -XoXo

Prince Charming

Why does this happen every time? First it was Dominik, then it was Paulo and now this idiot. Erling Haaland. With his stupid blonde hair and stupid football job.

The drivers were sat grumpily around the room. Each one of them had try to scared him away Individual. For example:

"Woah, ohh no. I'm so sorry" said George. But heavens sake he was anything but sorry. However when he saw Haaland waiting for Amira in front of the Ferrari garage, he knew he had to do something. So with his nice and warm tea, he "accidentally" tripped right on Haaland's shirt. "Oh no. Your shirt. Maybe you should go home and never come back" George said it so quickly it came out like a witch curse. "Ah, don't worry mate. Nothing that hasn't happened before. Thankfully, I always keep an extra shirt in my bag in case of something like this" Haaland replied nicely. "Yay" George muttered sarcastically.

Or the one time where Yuki had to throw knifes during cooking and he nearly cut of Erling's head. But not even that made him stop hanging around Amira. The only thing he said was: "I think you dropped this, mate" picked up the knife and gave him a friendly smile. Yuki only glared back at him.

And let's not forget Lando's attempt at starting rumours about him. That one was a bit extreme. But luck seemed to be on Haalands side. Because no-one, really no-one cared in China about a man called Erling Haaland.

The drivers truly tried everything to get rid of him, but he was like an evil cough. "I tried to convince my father that he was bad news for Amira" Carlos admitted. "What went wrong" asked Daniel quietly, almost as if he was afraid about the answer. "He told me that my abuela like him. And what my abuela says is law in our home" he said defeated.

"Did-Did we truly just los her on a boy that runs after balls like a dog" Charles asked. He looked really traumaticed. The only thing Max did was lay a hand over his shoulder, a silent form of comfort.

Erling Haaland. The man that bagged Amira Sainz. Number 1 enemy at the paddock

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[amirasainz]

i adore the baby!sainz met gala posts. can we get more lewis x baby!sainz at the met gala pls 😭🫶🏻

I LOVE wrinting anything about the Met-Gala. This doesn't have anything with the story "The Met-Gala" to do Enjoy reading and send some requests -XoXo

Falling for him

Amira glided along the carpet, her gown trailing like stardust. The paparazzi feasted on her every move, their cameras hungry for her elegance. But beneath the glamour, her heart raced. Those heels—towering and unforgiving—were her Achilles’ heel.

As she approached the grand staircase, panic bubbled within her. How could she ascend these steps without tripping over her own gown? She took a deep breath, channeling her inner princess. You’ve got this, Amira. Just one step at a time.

But fate had other plans. The person in front of her halted abruptly, and Amira’s shoe betrayed her. She slipped, her world tilting backward. The screams of onlookers echoed, and she braced for impact. Yet, instead of the cold floor, she found herself cradled in strong arms.

Lewis Hamilton—the racing legend, the knight in shining armor—gazed down at her. His pick-up line, cheesy yet endearing, eased the tension. “Are you an angel? Because it looks like you fell from heaven.” “Lewis,” she breathed, relieved. His embrace felt like safety, like home.

Around them, applause erupted, and cameras clicked. It was a fairy-tale tableau—the princess saved by her hero. Lewis held her as if she were the most precious trophy he’d ever won. For a moment, they were the center of the universe, their story etched in flashes of light.

But reality intruded. Lewis helped her stand, his hands firm on her elbows. “Are you hurt, baby?” he asked silently. Amira winced; her left ankle throbbed. “My ankle,” she stammered. “I didn’t mean to slip. It just happened, and suddenly I was falling, but then—”

Lewis hushed her. “Hey, love. Take a deep breath.” His soothing voice calmed her racing heart. “Good girl. Just like that.” And then, with effortless strength, he scooped her up bridal style and descended the stairs.

“What are you doing?” she whispered, aware of the cameras capturing their every move. “I’m taking you to the hospital for a check-up,” Lewis replied. “And afterward, we’re going on a nice, long holiday. Sound good?”

Amira could only nod. Lewis, her knight in fireproof overalls, had saved her from embarrassment and pain. As they stepped into the waiting car, she marveled at the irony. She, the princess in distress, had found her savior on the Met-Gala carpet. Ironic, isn't it?

#baby!sainz!sister #formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #lewis hamilton x reader

[amirasainz]

I AM IMAGINING PAPA SAINZ'S REACTION TO LEWIS AND AMIRA AT THE MET GALA thank God Reyes shut off the TV early or he'd have a heart attack after seeing the after party

Also I HC that Carlos was frantically calling up his dad but Reyes turned it to silent mode because she KNEW her son would do that!!

So much fun to write this. I can totally see Carlos pacing in his room, wondering why his Papá isn't picking up. Enjoy reading and send some requests -XoXo

A mothers helping hand

Carlos Sr. and Reyes sat side by side, their eyes glued to the TV screen. Amira, their precious girl, graced the Met Gala carpet in a gown that shimmered like stardust. “Look at how pretty our girl looks,” Reyes whispered, her heart swelling with pride. Carlos Sr. nodded, blinking back tears. His little princess had become a queen.

As the gala unfolded, Reyes realized they could also catch the After-Party on TV. Carlos Sr. excused himself to fetch drinks, leaving Reyes alone with the screen. And there it was—a moment that sent panic coursing through her veins.

Amira, radiant and ethereal, stood in the arms of none other than Sir Lewis Hamilton. Reyes harbored no objections to their relationship, but she knew her husband’s temper. Worse yet, their son would undoubtedly intervene, urging Carlos Sr. to talk to Amira, to pull her away from the After-Party. Reyes couldn’t allow that.

In an impromptu decision, she switched off the TV and removed the batteries from the remote. Carlos Sr. returned, puzzled. “Ay, what happened? Why isn’t the TV working?” he asked. Reyes feigned innocence. “I don’t know, Carlito.” Her husband fiddled with the TV, oblivious to her covert operation.

His phone buzzed—a message from their son. Swiftly, Reyes snatched it, toggled flight mode, and deleted the internet settings. Extreme, perhaps, but she wouldn’t let their son disrupt Amira’s night. Not when she was dancing with stars.

“Maybe it’s a sign from above that we should go to bed,” Reyes suggested, her eyes twinkling. Carlos Sr. chuckled. He knew better than to argue with his determined wife. Offering his hand, he led her upstairs. But before they reached their room, he asked, “Have you seen my phone anywhere?”

Reyes feigned surprise. “Oh, Carlito, I think I left it downstairs. But you know what? Maybe we don’t need it tonight.” She pulled him into their bedroom, leaving the world outside. In that quiet space, they listened to the distant music of the Met Gala, knowing their daughter was twirling in Lewis Hamilton’s arms.

And Reyes silently vowed to protect Amira’s happiness, even if it meant outsmarting technology and meddling sons.

#formula 1 #baby!sainz!sister #formula 1 x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #carlos sainz x sister!reader

[amirasainz]

Carlos, waking up after the Met Gala Disaster After Lando's First Win (as the drivers call it):

LEWIS TOOK MY APPENDIX THAT'S WHY I WASN'T FEELING WELL HE VODOOED IT THAT'S WHY MY BABY SISTER-

and then someone knocks him out with a frying pan, rapunzel style!

Meanwhile Amira:... Do you hear something?

HAHAHAHA! I love this idea. I can see it so clearly in front of my eyes.

Rapunzel Style

Carlos woke up with a startled gasp. On top of him was Lando, smiling lightly. Oscar held his right arm, Max his left. Daniel and Pierre each had one of his foot in their arms. "Everything is ok, Carlos. You just went a bit cray-cray after seeing Lewis and Amira-" "No, NO! HE WANTS TO TAKE MY SISTER NOW! HE IS THE REASON WHY I LOST MY APPEDENTICS!" Carlos yelled, somehow managing to wrestle out of his friends hold. All of them were screaming at him to stop running when suddenly everything went pitch black.

There stood Charles Leclerc, proudly waving a pan in the air. "HAHA! Not on my watch, amigo." He turned to his friends, who were all shell shocked. "Breakfast?" Charles asked with an extremely sweet smile.

Meanwhile, under the same room

"Lew? Lewis? Did you hear that?" Amira asked fearfully. "I didn't hear anything, love. Let's get a bit more sleep" Lewis answered, holding her tighter against himself. Feeling reassured, Amira went back to sleep.

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[amirasainz]

hiii!!! i was wondering if you would write baby!sainz having a photoshoot with one of the teams like how irina did with ferrari in vogue italia 🤍

Hi loves! This is for all my Lance fans out there. Enjoy reading and send some requests.

-XoXo

On Vogue

Amira’s heart raced as she stepped onto the set, surrounded by the sleek curves of Aston Martin cars. The photographer, his lens hungry for magic, greeted her and Lance Stroll. The air crackled with anticipation—two worlds colliding: high fashion and the adrenaline-fueled racetrack.

“Hello, Lancelot,” Amira greeted, her eyes dancing with excitement. Lance’s smile was disarming, and he replied, “Amira, you have to stop taking my breath away with your beauty.” Her giggle was a symphony, and suddenly, the studio lights seemed dimmer.

“Where’s Fernando?” Amira asked, her gaze searching. “They told me the whole team would be here.” Lance’s smile faltered. “He couldn’t make it,” he replied, masking disappointment. In truth, he’d misled the Spaniard, claiming the shoot was in Portugal. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

The photographer beckoned them to the center of the set, where two Aston Martins awaited—a modern masterpiece and a vintage classic. “Amira, Lance,” he said, “it’s an honor to have you here. Let’s go over the plan. Couple shots in the modern car, individual portraits in the vintage one. Are you both okay with that?” Their nods sealed the deal.

As the camera clicked, an electric energy enveloped Amira and Lance. Their chemistry transcended mere poses; they became a story—the passionate racer and the enchanting muse. The photographer captured stolen glances, whispered secrets, and laughter that echoed through the studio. It felt like they were the king and queen of a realm where speed met elegance.

For the individual shots, Lance stepped behind the camera, coaxing genuine smiles from Amira. His antics—pulling funny faces, mimicking engine sounds—had her in stitches. She reciprocated, capturing Lance’s intensity as he stared down the lens. It was a road trip through emotions, each frame revealing a different facet of their connection.

After the shoot, as the studio lights dimmed, Lance leaned against the vintage Aston Martin. “Quite an interesting day, no?” he said, wiping sweat from his brow. Amira’s smile was radiant. “I’ve never had so much fun during a shoot. And for Vogue!” She pulled him into a hug, gratitude and exhilaration intertwining.

“Thank you for making this day even better, Lance,” she whispered. His reply was simple: “Anything for you.” Then, with a courage born of adrenaline and shared moments, he asked, “Would you like to have dinner with me?” Her nod was all the confirmation he needed—the start of a new chapter in their story.

#formula 1 #baby!sainz!sister #lance stroll x reader #lance stroll #aston martin f1 #formula 1 x reader

[amirasainz]

Hi. I really like you stories. Would you be able to make a part 2 of the alex and charles baby story like after the baby being born like newborn.

Such a sweet thing to write. Sadly, it's a quiet short story. Enjoy reading and send some requests! -XoXo

The pregnancy (Part 2)

On July 26th, the joyous arrival of little Jules Pierre Sainz Leclerc Saint Mleux filled the hearts of the three new parents. After spending three days at the hospital, the family of four returned home, ready to embrace their baby boy.

Charles and Alex guided Amira and Jules to the bed. Amira, still recovering, felt the effects of giving birth to her substantial bundle of joy. Alex settled beside her, while Charles captured precious moments with his camera—each snapshot a testament to their newfound happiness. Surely, one of those photos would become his cherished wallpaper.

Amira’s tearful plea followed: “I don’t want to share him with the public. The media can be cruel, and I want to shield him for as long as possible.” Charles, ever supportive, reassured her, “It’s alright, dove. We’ll honor your wishes.” Alex echoed, “Everything.” Then, in a lighter moment, Amira added, “I could really go for some sushi right now.”

The new family settled into a rhythm, their days and nights revolving around the precious bundle named Jules. Alex and Charles took turns soothing him during the night, ensuring that Amira could rest. After all, she had just given birth—a feat that demanded both strength and tenderness.

When Charles had to leave for races, Amira and Alex promised to watch over him and be cautious. Charles felt a pang of longing whenever he was away from his son and his girlfriends. The bond between them was unbreakable.

As for the media, they hungered for any tidbit about little Jules. Yet Charles remained steadfast, refusing to provide information. His fellow drivers followed suit, respecting the privacy of the new parents. Checo, having experienced the media frenzy around famous children, understood the need for protection. Amira and Carlos had grown up under that spotlight, and Charles was determined to shield Jules from it.

Amira expressed her desire to care for her body, and both her partners encouraged her. Sometimes, Jules watched them during their workouts—two parents exercising while the third cradled him in their lap.

Monaco’s media regulations spared Jules from intrusive photographs. Public outings remained calm, though the trio decided to limit their social media presence. Risks were to be avoided.

Baby Jules, serene and rarely fussy, slept through the days. His godfather, Pierre, delighted in dressing him as a little panda. When they revealed Jules’s second name, Pierre shed tears of joy. His godmother, Blanca, couldn’t contain her emotions either.

Jules was enveloped in love by his entire family, and that would never change.

#formula 1 #baby!sainz!sister #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x alexandra saint mleux x reader

[amirasainz]

I feel like the grid would be so happy to see Amira in the Met Gala like in thr fic that you wrote... And then Carlos would see her with Lewis and go: HEY WHY DID HE GET AN INVITE AND I DIDNT?? ALSO WHY IS HE TOUCHING MY BABY SISTER

Cue Carlos throwing hands and trying to convince Max to lend him his plane so he can go chase after a knight for being near his sister 😂

I love writing about the Met Gala. Enjoy reading and send me some requests. -XoXo

The After Party

The Met Gala and its glamorous allure had captivated the racing grid. Lewis Hamilton’s presence was no secret; they watched him on the screen, cheering and eagerly awaiting Amira’s grand entrance.

But the unsuspecting twist came during the After-Party. The anticipation to see Amira in her stunning new dress was palpable. And when they noticed her surrounded by girls, Kim and Lana, their happiness soared. Amira’s animated conversation with her friends seemed like a dream unfolding before their eyes.

Then reality shattered that dream. Lewis Hamilton, the unexpected intruder, covered her eyes. The shock wasn’t just that he was there; it was the genuine happiness on Amira’s face. But the worst part? His possessive arm remained around her waist. The. Whole. Damn. Time.

Oscar muttered, “No. No fucking way.” George stumbled over his words, unable to form a coherent sentence. Max, in his stunned state, accidentally dropped his phone.

Carlos, protective brother mode activated, shook poor Charles. “That stupid man! First, he takes MY seat. Now he wants to take my sister. What’s next, my liver? Where’s my invitation? Did you eat it?” His frustration knew no bounds.

Charles stood up, resolute. “Not with me, mate.” Daniel attempted to mediate. “Hey, Carlos, let’s calm down a bit.”

But Carlos wouldn’t be placated. “No! I won’t calm down. This man has the audacity to hold my sister. MAx, give me your plane, You don't need —DID HE JUST KISS HER CHEEK?!" "Quick! Grab him!” Pierre’s command set off a frenzy. Six drivers piled on top of Ferrari’s Carlos Sainz, determined to protect their own.

Carlos’s final declaration echoed through the room: “NO, YOU CAN’T PROTECT HIM FOREVER! I WILL SEE HIM IN IMOLA!”

And so, for the next 30 minutes, the room buzzed with attempts to calm Carlos’s fiery rage.

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Bonus (+)

“Oh, look at her. It seems our pretty girl fell asleep,” Lana gently informed Lewis. Throughout the night, he had subtly shifted her chair closer and closer to him until, finally, she succumbed to slumber in his arms.

Kim, ever considerate, asked, “Should we help you get her to the car?” Lewis’s gentle response came, “It would be very sweet if you could help me get her to her hotel room.”

And so it happened—the iconic picture of Lewis Hamilton carrying a sleeping Amira Sainz, flanked by Lana Del Rey and Kim Kardashian, became an internet sensation.

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[amirasainz]

Baby sainz could say that she wanted a puppy LIKE leo and Charles/Alex would go: HERE'S OUR CHILD YOU CAN HAVE HIM

In the same vein: amira would say that she loved Alex Albon's hair and he and Lilly M would go: COME ON BABY LET'S GET YOUR HAIR BLEACHED AND DYED!!

Wait, why is this so accurate.

I can imagine Baby!Sainz saying something like: "Ohhh, I really like your style" to Lewis. All of the sudden, she receives packages with designer clothes from Channel and Burberry with a little card that says: "For you, my pretty princess"

Or if she says anything about Daniels new merch he would be like: "What's wrong, Roo? Are 20 Jumpers, 17 jogging trousers and 38 bottles of wine not enough? I knew I should have gotten you the ranch in 'Stralia."

I think that Oscar would do it more secretly. Let's say she is carving chocolate strawberries. Boom. Suddenly they are in front of her with Oscar sitting across from her.

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[amirasainz]

hi!! i really love your works and i always look forward to you contents. can you write about a quadrant content but it’s just lando and baby!sainz flirting with each other

So much fun to write. I hope it is how you guys imagined this. I can only advise you guys to watch the video. It is extremlx funny.

Enjoy reading and send some requests.

-XoXo

Spill your guts

It was another day of filming a new video of Quadrant. The team took it upon themselves to invite two special guest for their new video. One of them was the britisch Youtuber Filly, while the other one was Amira Sainz aka Landos love of his life (his words).

Lando sat in the middle of the table. On his closest right side sat Amira, Ethan and Aarav. On his left side sat Filly and Niran. In front of them was a variety of disgusting food, for example a 1000 year old egg (how does that work) or a fish smoothie. Lando would ask each person a question. If someone didn't want to answer, they would have to eat the food.

As usual, Amira and Lando were in their own little world the whole time. Lando even brought her a special designed LN4 hoodie. So while everyone started with a hard question, it was now Amiras turn. "Ok darling. Let's start easy. Do you like the new collection" questioned Lando softly. Amira nodded with a bright smile and Lando clapped for a short moment. The guys at the table were shocked. The have been warned before the video about the behaviour between those two. Seeing it was a whole different thing.

So the game continued on and on. While Niran across from her was nearly dying after eating the egg, Lando turned to her. He took her hand in his and looked her deeply in the eyes. "Now, this is a hard question, Baby. You'll probably want to answer it and not drink a fish smoothie ok?" Lando was always so careful with her. He didn't care if his friends were dying next to him. I mean, no-one would if the Amira Sainz sat next to them.

"You once mentioned that you like nearly everyone on set of Narcos. Who was the person you didn't like?" The question was met with a lot of "uhhh"-s from around the table. After a short moment, she answered: "I really can't tell. I don't want to offend anyone." When she reached for the glass, Filly tried to console her: "Amira, you're probably one of the bravest girl out there." Before she could drink it Lando yelled a loud "Wait!", scaring everyone in a 5 mile radius.

"Baby, I can't let you drink that. However, because you didn't answer, you will have to drink lemon water" "Nooooo, please no lemon water" Amira said sadly. Lando just nodded sadly, tears already gathering in his eyes. The boys just stared incredulously at the pair. "How is lemon water worst than a freaking fish smoothie" asked Aarav, looking directly into the camera.

After she drank the water, Lando hugged her tightly. "You did so good, my pretty girl. I know it was really sour, but you make my life sweeter." So for the whole video, Lando would only give Amira things like cuttet onion, a hard noodle or vanilla ice-creme. The ice-creme was probably the worst thing for her, because she is a huge chocolate fan. And after every answer she gave, he would either hold her hand or kiss her forehand. Lando was everything but secretive.

After Filly came back from his quick toilet visit Amira asked him: "Is the sauce really so bad?" "Love, you have no idea. I saw my dead grandfather in front of me". This prompted a round of laughter from around the table. "I kind of want to try it" she said. Before anyone could stop her, she downed the whole glass.

"Oh my god", "What the fuck" and "Baby, are you mad" were the reactions she was met with. Everyone stared at her. However, Amira just liked her lips and said "This shit is really good"

#baby!sainz!sister #formula 1 #lando norris x reader #quadrant #spill your guts #lando norris #lando norris imagine

[amirasainz]

okay okay i love the jealous alexandra!! but what about a continuation where it’s bff kika and amira vs alexandra and miss kika throws some hands!! maybe they were out on a girls day like they have kika and amira days and alexandra was there with her bff an iv and they got to shit talking and kika threw some punches, and amira was yelling in spanish like two very jumpy bffs, and pierre and charles are very much like it’d be painful if we hurt them, cause they may just kill us!! love the better girlfriend fic! this series is so so fun ❤️❤️ ( oml and kelly being very proud of her 2 younger wags when she find out )

I'm so sorry but at the end I had to laugh so bad. Please be aware that this is just a fic and not hate towards any persons mentioned.

I hope you enjoy reading and send me some requests.

-XoXo

The better girlfriend (Part 2)

Amira and Kika, inseparable as ever, embarked on another girls’ day in Monaco. Their bond was more than friendship—it was sisterhood. Kika played the role of confidante, makeup lender, and partner-in-crime during hungover mornings. Sweet “girl-dates” were their specialty, and Kika’s shoulder was always there for Amira to lean on.

But Kika wasn’t just a soft touch. Like any true best friend, she’d throw a punch or two if needed to defend Amira. Loyalty ran deep between them.

On this particular day, they indulged in a four-hour shopping spree, treating themselves to manicures and a relaxing spa session. To cap it off, they settled into a cozy restaurant for lunch, sipping delicious mimosas.

Seated at the back, they paid little attention to the other patrons—until a familiar voice reached their ears. It was one of those moments when fate intervened, weaving their lives together with unexpected threads.

"I honestly don't know what he sees in her." the annoying voice of Alex reached their ears. Amira and Kika shared a look, both of their faces looking unimpressed. "Yeah" was the weak reply from Alexandras best friend, Sarah. To be honest, Sarah wasn't Alex biggest fan at the moment. The whole stunt she did with kissing a man that was not her boyfriend wasn't ok. But going to said ex-boyfriends job and offend his new girlfriend publicly was just borderline crazy. In her opinion Amira is a sweet girl and a good girlfriend to Charles. No wonder that they are Sarah's favourite celebrity couple, but don't tell Alex.

"You should have seen her, she stood there like an idiot. She dresses like a whore. Hell, I bet she even behaves like one" Alexandra continued. "And of course little perfect Amira Sainz had to play the angel again and tell the media that she didn't take my words to heart. Does this bitch even know who I am? My word is law." For gods sake why couldn't she stop talking, thought Sarah.

Meanwhile, Kika and Amira listend to the one-sided conversation. Both girls started getting angrier the more they heard. While Amiras rage was the "I can destroy your life with one sentence" rage, Kika's blood was boiling. "Who does this stupid bitch think she is" muttered Kika.

But when Alexandra confessed she started the internet rumor of Amira having an eating disorder, all rational thoughts left her head. During those horrible rumours, Amira started really struggling. Anti-Ferrari fans and Anti-Charles fans took the presented possibility to write her online hate. Besides, starting rumours about serious topics like that is never alright, no matter who it is about. It was a very dark time for Amira.

Before Amira could even comprehend what was happening, Kika stood up and went to the neighbour table. "Hey, girlie" she said to Alex sweetly, before taking her hair and dragging her out of the chair. Alex screeched like an wounded animal, which gained the attention of the other guest and staff. One young waitress recognised the girls and started filming.

Kika pushed her to the floor and started ripping of her fake nails. "Who the fuck do you think you are talking about my best friend like that?" Alex and Kika started ringing on the floor. Obviously Kika had the upper hand. Amira, who was still angry, decided to encourage her besties behaviour. "Vamos, Kika. Acaba con esta estúpida zorra." she yelled. Kika shot her a little smile while Alex looked at her in horror. "Eso es, zorra. Toma tu puta opinión y a ver a quién le importa. " Amira said straight to her face, raising an eyebrow.

Kika slapped her one last time across the face, stood up and said loudly: "Can we get our sandwiches to-go, please?" Amira and Kika turned to the filming waitress who answered excitedly: "Girls, it's on the house for you." After paying their mimosas and taking their food, the two left.

Inside the car, Amira hugged Kika tight. "Thank you" she whispered tearfully. Kika didn't say anything back, just hugged her tighter. What the two girl's weren't aware of, was, that at this exact moment, their little video fight went viral. And boy, did the fans stand on Kikas and Amiras side.

Bonus (+):

Max and Kelly stood in front of the girls, the video on in the background. They knew Charles and Pierre wouldn't say anything against their behaviour, so they took it upon themselves to be that bad cops.

"I am very disappointed in you two. Instead of talking it out like an adult, you hit her, Kika. And you shouldn't have encouraged her, Amira. As a punishment you both are not allowed to have any girl-days for two weeks." explained Max tiredly. Instead of arguing, both girls silently nodded their heads.

After a moment of silence Max spoke again: "Kelly, don't you want to say anything as well?" "….Bad girls." was her only reply. While Max held his head in his hands, Kelly shot the two of them a secret wink.

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[amirasainz]

Hii can you please do one where she gets caught with a ufc fighter like Paulo Costa or someone else and everyone starts training? Idk if it makes sense

Hi loves. I had so much fun writing this. I hope you enjoy it. Hopefully, this is what you wanted @zazabazasworld

Enjoy reading and send me some requests!

-XoXo

Fight Club

After the whole Dominik Szoboszlai fiasco, the driver thought it would be the last time. But, oh no! Not even four days later, Amira was seen with a different man at lunch. Although there weren’t any pictures on the internet, the fans recognized the man instantly: Paulo Costa. How she managed to escape the drivers careful timetable will always be a mystery.

The name Paulo Costa didn’t ring any bells in the driver’s head, so they thought they could use the same tactic they did with Dominik. However, they were sorely mistaken. Because non of them knew him, they decided to have a short meeting. The drivers gathered in one of the meeting rooms, already plotting their plan.

“So, does everyone know their part?” asked Carlos. “Me and George will bring him to the parking lot,” answered Alex. “Lewis, Max, Carlos, and I will do the dirty work,” said a smiling Daniel, turning his head toward Carlos at the front.

“Oscar and I will make sure there are no cameras,” said Lando. “Charles and Yuki will distract the teams,” added Pierre. Yuki and Charles exchanged a look. “Why us?” asked Yuki. “Because both of you look like angels and have fluffy puppy energy,” replied Max. Before Charles or Yuki could complain, George broke the silence.

“Guys, you have to see this,” George said in an uneasy voice. He connected his phone to the TV stand, and all the drivers could see the problem. On the screen was a picture of Paulo Costa, a Brazilian UFC fighter. And he certainly didn’t look like a marshmallow.

“Oh no” and “Fuck” were the reactions in the room. The drivers started talking among themselves, each painting a worse picture for their plans ending. Before anyone could start crying, Charles whistled very loudly to gain the rooms attention. “Boys, there’s an easy solution to our problem.” Before anyone could ask questions, he dialed his trainer’s number.

"Andrea, I think we should increase my muscle workout"

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[amirasainz]

i feel like out of anyone lando is the only one carlos truly is okay with dating hsi sister

I can understand why you would think so. Let me present to you some reasons why non of the drivers would be suitable/favourite boyfriends for Amira. (all are just Carlos opinions)

Reasons:

Charles:

even tho he has a good heart, he is a walking red flag

he already had a lot of girlfriends

after the break up with Charlotte, he already had Alex as his new girlfriend after a few weeks

he will never leave Ferrari, which is kind of toxic

could manipulate his sister with his cute dog

he still has his Ferrari seat

they are friend and team-mates

and he has this romance thing with Max ???

Max:

he has the nickname "Mad Max" for a reason

has two cats, so he could turn his sister into a cat person

and Carlos doesn't really like cats

Max is sometimes really arrogant

and he grew up in this toxic environment (which Carlos knows is not his fault)

he just doesn't want his sister to have Jos Verstappen as father in law

Carlos also doesn't like the dutch anthem

Lewis:

that man already took his seat and now wants his sister

absolutely not!

what else does he want, his lungs?

Lewis seems to be really focused on racing, so wouldn't have the time to spend time with Amira

he's also older than her

would properly dress his sister in clothes he chose

but main problem: HE STOLE HIS SEAT

Oscar:

Oscar stole Lando from him

and he drivers really recklessly (Carlos opinion)

he crashed to often with him

Oscar also said he should stop whining, which he does NOT do (I'm just saying Miami 2024)

he lives in Australia, which would mean his sister has to live at the end of the world

he's just a baby himself and is too young to be in a relationship

Pierre:

No

Just no

And here are some reasons why Lando wouldn't be the favourite/suitable boyfriend:

if they would break up, he can't be friends with Lando anymore

he will obviously take Amiras side

Lando also had this whole Raya scandal thing

his last girlfriend received a lot of hate (which is not Landos fault)

it just means that LN4 fans are toxic af

and he doesn't want this for his little sister

also, Lando would break the "Bro-Code"

sometimes Lando is as arrogant as Max

and he touches his sister to often in front of him

he also doesn't speak Spanish

All in all, his sister will always be to good for any man! I mean, look at her. She's Barbie and they are just Ken.

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[amirasainz]

omgg!! could you write baby!sainz going to the met gala and the grid watching the livestream of her walking the carpet 🤍

Omg, I love this story. I'm a huge fan of the Met Gala and Vogue. I hope you enjoy reading and don't forget to send some requests. -XoXo

The Met Gala

Amira’s excitement was palpable. The Met Gala—an event she had always dreamed of attending—was finally within her grasp. As a child, she would secretly stay up late with her Abuela to watch the glamorous affair, hidden from her parents’ knowledge.

When the coveted invitation arrived, Amira couldn’t contain herself. She let out a joyous scream, prompting Carlos Sr. and Jr. to rush upstairs in alarm. “Mijha, what happened?” her father asked frantically. “Papá, Papá! Look! I got invited to the Met Gala!” she exclaimed, her happiness overflowing.

Carlos Sr. breathed a sigh of relief before pulling her into a tight hug. After celebrating with her father and her brother Carlos, Amira wasted no time in sharing the news with her mother and sister. The house echoed with even more screams of excitement, and the two Sainz men exchanged knowing glances. It was a moment Amira would cherish forever—a dream come true at last.

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Amira’s long-awaited day had finally arrived. Unfortunately, her family couldn’t be there with her; they were in Spain. Her brother and friends were all in Miami. However, Carlos had promised that they would watch her, which eased her mind.

At 5 p.m., she prepared with her team. Ryan, her makeup stylist, was one of the best in the business. Shanaya, her hair stylist and close friend, was always her go-to for events. As expected, they did an amazing job.

Her dress, a stunning blend of white and blue, was a creation by Dior. It reminded her of the waves in Spain on a windy day—comfortable yet elegant, making her look like a Spanish princess.

“Nervous?” she asked her two friends as she examined herself in the mirror. “Amira, you look—” Ryan began, but Shanaya playfully interrupted, “Perfekt!” Ryan added, “Now, vamos! You want to be fashionably late, not annoyingly late.” Their banter made Amira laugh.

Stepping out of the car, the flashbulbs went wild. Amira tried to maintain her poker face, but when Kim Kardashian and Lana Del Rey greeted her so sweetly, she couldn’t help but grin. They all sat at the same table, and that day marked the beginning of new friendships.

Photographers clamored for her attention, capturing her ethereal presence. With a lovely smile, she waved at one of the broadcast cameras, ready to embrace the magic of the Met Gala.

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“There she is! Oh, look at her!” exclaimed an excited George. The drivers gathered in Max’s room, surrounded by snacks. They had banned their girlfriends from entering—knowing that chaos would ensue. For the past hour, they’d been scrutinizing every look, but none of them quite matched Amira’s.

“My God,” whispered a starstruck Oscar. Lando sat silently next to Carlos, unable to put his feelings into words. Carlos himself felt tears welling up, his little sister looked stunning. He couldn’t have been prouder.

Charles and Pierre exchanged excited whispers in French. “Regarde ça, calamar,” Pierre said. “Je sais. Elle est vraiment la plus belle fille du monde,” Charles replied. Pierre teased, “Ne laisse pas Alex entendre ça.” Charles chuckled, “Alex serait d’accord avec moi.” Then he added playfully, “Comme si Kika et toi ne pensiez pas la même chose.” The best friends burst into laughter.

Max was on the phone with Kelly, passionately maxplaining Amira’s perfect look. Daniel busily snapped pictures of her. Even Yuki stopped eating, captivated by her presence. The camera stayed focused on Amira throughout. When it was time to film another celebrity, chaos erupted in the room—they all wanted to see their Amira.

The next day, it came as no surprise that all the Formula 1 drivers bought fashion magazines featuring Amira Sainz. She had left an indelible mark on the Met Gala, and her star continued to rise.

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Bonus (+) Amira sat at the table, flanked by her newfound friends Kim and Lana. The Met Gala buzzed around them, a whirlwind of glamour and excitement. Suddenly, someone’s hands covered her eyes, and she instinctively turned around. There stood Lewis, a smile playing on his lips.

“Lew-Lew!” she exclaimed, her joy evident. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. “Hi, pretty girl,” he whispered into her ear. “I didn’t know you were here.” Lewis’s possessive arm encircled her waist as he settled into the seat next to her.

The star-studded night continued, and Amira found herself surrounded by both old and new friends. And Lewis? He didn't leave her side the whole night.

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[amirasainz]

Hello 👋. Just have to say I love the work that you put out. Doing an amazing job. Would you be able to write one if you are free about baby sainz feeling anxious in the paddock and starting you crying because it's too overwhelming.

OMG thank you so much. I included Daniel and Heidi in this story, I hope you won't mind.

Send me some requests and enjoy reading!

-XoXo

La princesa ansiosa

Amira’s life had been a tapestry of praise and confidence. Childhood memories painted in hues of joy—no problems with other children, no sibling squabbles. Everything was perfect. But then, one Instagram comment unraveled it all.

As a public figure, Amira had been photographed since an early age. Her acting career only intensified the spotlight. Tagged on social media, she reveled in positive comments about her personality and style—until now. The words “I don’t know why everyone likes her so much. She’s just a rich girl, has zero personality, is a bitch and has no talent” stared back at her.

At first she didn't know what she felt. She never read such mean comments about her before. However this one comment changed everything. Anxiety surged through her. A thousand eyes seemed to scrutinize her. The influencer’s comment weighed heavily, and perhaps it was her discomfort in that outfit or the fame that magnified it. Her heart raced, and a knot tightened in her stomach. In that moment, vulnerability eclipsed confidence, and Amira wondered how to mend the unraveling threads of her self-assurance.

To make herself calm down a bit, Amira wandered through the nearly empty Pit-Lane, her footsteps echoing against the cold walls. The drivers were preoccupied with media obligations, leaving the space eerily quiet. Perhaps a short walk would ease her restlessness.

Yet, as she moved, an unexpected weight settled upon her—a phantom gaze, multiplied a hundredfold. Fans, invisible but ever-present, bore down on her. Their imagined scrutiny made her skin crawl, and she stumbled, unable to focus on her surroundings. Passing a group of girls, their whispers intensified, their eyes dissecting her.

Overwhelmed, Amira fled. She ran, heedless of direction, until a secluded corner embraced her. There, her legs gave way, and tears blurred her vision. Everything crumbled—the façade of confidence, the armor of fame.

Unbeknownst to her, Heidi and Daniel witnessed her breakdown. They rushed to her side, enfolding her in a protective embrace. “Shhhh, what’s wrong, little kangaroo?”Daniel’s voice was gentle, coaxing. Amira couldn’t find words, but their presence offered solace. Together, they sat in the dark corner, away from the media and fans.

Amira’s vulnerability hung in the air, her tears a testament to the weight she carried. Daniel, ever the gentle soul, cradled her head against his chest, humming a soothing tune—the kind that transcends words. Heidi, with her heart aching, wrapped Amira in her jacket, pressing kisses to her cheeks and forehead. The trio formed an unspoken pact—a refuge against the world’s judgment.

Amira’s confession spilled forth: “They-they hate me. They say I’m just a rich girl. Why do they say that? I didn't do anything to them.”Daniel and Heidi exchanged confused glances until she revealed the Instagram comment—the venomous words that had pierced her armor. And then, the final blow: “And when I took a walk, they all stared at me.” She looked at the couple and asked n a quite voice: "Can you make them stop looking at me?"

Heidi’s silence spoke volumes. She couldn’t fix the world, but she could shield this girl, this fragile soul who deserved better. Her nod conveyed promise“I’ll protect you.”

Daniel’s voice, thick with emotion, sealed their pact. “Always, Roo.” His nickname for her held the weight of a thousand assurances. Together, they retreated to the shadows of the paddock, away from prying eyes. In that quiet corner, they forged a sanctuary—a place where judgment couldn’t reach and where Amira would always find solace.

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