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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 1 month

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Are You Jealous? - LN

Request from @landoslady - Helloooo so since we now know lando will be on chicken shop date could we do a story where him and reader are dating and she gets jealous and its is a lil angst but a whole lot of fluff

Now I'm ngl, after watching this...Lando was imo the least flirty guest that she's ever had on chicken shop date. Like man was just oo awkward, too shy and idk if this is going to be quiet what is expected with this request bc I think it was assumed Lando would be a bit more like Jack Harlow vibes of his flirting game but I hope what I've written is ok.

Also just a little warning, I might paint Amelia in ever so slightly a bad light. It's just to work into the jealous!reader trope. I know she's really nice irl and I don't think she'd actually be the way I've written her, and I've tried to make it that the jealousy is founded by the reader overthinking and just being sort of insecure about herself.

Jealous/insecure!reader

No part 2 request please

"What are you doing tomorrow?" Lando asks absently as he looks at his phone while sitting in bed.

"Me? I was just going to stay in bed and rot before we fly back to Monaco." Y/n yawns earning a grin. "Why?"

"I just checked my calendar, I'm doing the chicken shop date tomorrow in London." Lando states knowing his girlfriend can be a little jealous thing at times. And while he shouldn't love feeding into it, on this occasion it's actually not on purpose. He didn't even realise that he had anything arranged for tomorrow, it's a good thing he even checked his calendar.

"You...-You're what?" Y/n frowns turning around from having been looking in the mirror where she'd been removing make up. "Did you just say chicken shop date?"

"Yeah, that YouTuber Amelia." Lando smiles then looking at her for a moment. "You look annoyed."

"I'm not annoyed." Y/n shrugs quickly then standing up. "I need to wash my face."

Y/n hates the fact she gets jealous so easily and she tries to cover it up but obviously fails miserably. Lando smirks a little rolling his eyes to himself as he follows her into the bathroom finding her giving her face an especially harsh scrub and while he waits for her to wash it off and pat her face dry.

"You don't need to get jealous." Lando states stepping up behind her, hands landing on her waist.

"I'm not."

"You can come with me to make sure I behave." Lando offers actually wanting y/n there.

He's a natural flirt with y/n, he can tease her without a second thought into it. But actually he doesn't feel overly eager about meeting someone new and being expected to flirt with her.

"You're cute when you're jealous, you know that?" Lando smiles resting his chin on her shoulder while she looks at him at him through the reflection.

"Shut up." Y/n mumbles then sighing. "You don't want me there."

"Y/n, I always want you there." Lando smiles making her sigh. "Please? I want you there, you know I don't like new people."

"Weirdo." Y/n teases though it's still in a murmur.

"Is that a yes?" Lando pokes making her hum before he grins and kisses her cheek. "Good."

Lando smiles pulling up to the chicken shop location that was on his calendar.

"Hey, you made it." Amelia greets while Lando appears with y/n's hand in his own.

Now this is an opportunity to build a nice first impression and really not paint herself as a jealous bitch. But she doesn't actually get the chance.

"It's nice to meet you. I hope you don't mind I brought my girlfriend with me, this is y/n." Lando smiles swinging their hands between them.

"Hi, it's great to meet both of you." Amelia smiles and y/n has to stab at herself internally for going into this ready for a fight. "We actually kind of do the whole set up with just met and the guest with one person who makes sure all the equipment is working. So I feel bad because you won't be able to be there to watch."

Nevermind y/n hates her.

"That's fine. Not sure how it'd be to third wheel a date with my boyfriend and someone else anyway." Y/n laughs managing to play off her bubbling jealousy into something much less upset.

"I'll just be a minute." Lando states beginning to hand some of the stuff he brought with him to y/n to take care of and somewhat hoping he can actually reassure y/n that everything is fine. "Are you ok?"

"Yes." y/n states promptly making Lando hum since he doesn't believe her. "Don't really get why the two of you have to be alone."

"Oh baby." Lando laughs immediately cupping her face and kissing her several times. "I love you."

"Yeah...sure you do." Y/n murmurs making him laugh and hug her tightly kissing her again. "I love you too...even if you're annoying." She's immediately squeezed tightly while she hugs her arms around him.

"So clingy." Lando chuckles, as if he doesn't love her all the more for it. "Alright, I don't think it's going to be too long. So hopefully you don't have to sit out here for long."

"Ok. Have fun." Y/n states feeling maybe a little more relaxed.

It's not as if she doesn't trust Lando, this is not going to be a moment of him meeting this woman and falling in love with her. Though deep that that's definitely a fear her insecurities are fighting to work on.

Sadly dating Lando Norris means feeling like every other girl is somewhat of a threat. The man is out of her league, though he'd insist otherwise, his fans certainly let her know the truth without filtering in consideration of her feelings.

Y/n shakes those thoughts from her head as she watches Lando and Amelia set up for the "date".

It's not real. Stop it.

Y/n chews on her lip as she sits with the production team who are trying to include her in their conversation but she is admittedly just focused on watching Lando.

He looks a littler awkward and uncomfortable. Not hard to read in his body language but he's trying to live up to his usual reputation with people. Despite popular belief, he's not a smooth talker and actually when he can be, he's quiet and prefers to be a listener rather than a talker.

There is some moments that Lando looks over at y/n since she's very might sitting within sight of him.

Annoyingly, watching him get more and more comfortable with her reignites her jealousy and eventually when he starts laughing she tears her gaze away. And she doesn't look back until Lando appears.

"Hey, baby-oh." Lando laughs but his amusement isn't received well.

He could tell as soon as he got over to her, she's pouting. She never means to pout, he is almost certain she doesn't even realise when she's doing it which is why it's much more endearing that annoying. She's trying not to be upset but she is.

"Can I wait in the car? I'm cold." Y/n mumbles making him smile a little.

"Yeah, of course you can." Lando nods digging in his pocket for his keys but when he holds them out for her he quickly snags them away. "Ah. Gimme a kiss first."

Y/n looks at him with a wave of annoyance flash behind her eyes, mostly likely because of his slight cockiness but she's also just being her usual jealous self.

She doesn't say anything. Instead just standing up and kissing him before she steals the keys.

Amelia moves over as y/n walks away to his car.

"Is she ok?"

"Yeah...just a little moody. Probably tired." Lando laughs knowing better than to just outright say she's jealous. "And cold. I don't think she was expecting to sit outside. She's a fan of chicken shop dates."

"Oh you should've said."

"No, it's ok. She'll be happy to watch it when it comes out." Now he's just lying to the woman's face, he's be surprised if he could force y/n to watch it never mind witness her happily watch it.

After shooting some photos and clips for the promo content, Lando does head off and walk to his car smiling as he opens the passenger seat.

"Still moody?" He jokes earning a huff. "Aww...baby. You don't need to be jealous."

"Yeah, well you looked pretty damn happy in there." Y/n mumbles bitterly hating how amused Lando is by her annoyance. Especially since she knows how ridiculous she sounds.

"It was a fake date, for media. And now, I'm taking you on a real date, I'm going to lavish you, show you off and just complete spoil you. So whatever you want to do for the rest of the day. That's what we're doing."

Y/n looks torn while Lando smiles awaiting her response. He knows she's never going to pass up an opportunity to do what she wants for a date.

"What'd you wanna do?"

"I just wanna go back to Monaco and go out for dinner."

Maybe no surprise that she wanted to get away from here and go as far as possible.

"How about...since we're in London, we get the Euro star to Paris and then after we get back to Monaco?"

"Paris?" Y/n mumbles trying to hide a smile. "Really?"

"Yeah, I think I realised I maybe need to be more romantic with you anyway." Lando smiles making her frown a little as he leans closer and pecks her lips. "I love you, even if you're pouty when you're all jealous."

"I love you too...how was it?" Y/n mumbles making him wrinkle his nose.

"She's not you...I'd rather record one of our dates and post it online that do that again." Lando shrugs then smiling. "Alright, baby. To Paris. Might capture some of our date for the movie account."

"The account you have yet to post on?" Y/n snorts earning a grin.

"I got plans for Australia." Lando shrugs earning a hum from the young woman.

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norrizzandpia · 2 months

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bff reader x lando where they’re at a party maybs in monaco? pool party and stuff and the night gets messy but lando and reader stays out in the pool till late,and he becomes all clingy bc it’s getting cold and he likes reader 🥹 coz i’m a sucker for bff x lando aswell as cute smutty jealous lando,idk if you’ll be able to make something out of this but thank uuuu ☺️ xoxo

I love a good best friends to lovers

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Summary: When a fun pool party turns into a hurtful disaster, the only good thing to come from it is two confessions.

Warnings: wandering hands 😏, y/n’s ex, slightly jealous Lando, PROTECTIVE lando, the use of “whore” (not in an attractive way) language, major fluff at the end like i was blushing at my own writing

Note: I THINK I LOVE THIS ONE GUYS

To be honest, nobody told Y/n that her ex, David, was on the invite list. As she stood next to Max, him a rambling and blushing mess over Pietra - who was laughing with her friends in the cutest bikini across the way, Y/n tried to convince herself that her eyes were lying. There was no way in hell David was walking through the door to the backyard of whosever house Lando had dragged her to. There was no way in hell David was making eye contact with her, a sickening smile on his face as her presence greeted him. There was no way in hell David was walking toward her.

No way in hell.

Except, there was!

David’s hand squeezed the flesh of her arm as he grinned down at her, “Y/n! What’re you doing here?”

She blinked a few times, her fingers slightly denting the plastic of her cup as his sliminess seeped into her skin, “David! Lando brought me here. What about you?”

The problem with David was that he was always intimidated by Lando. Whether that was because Lando had a bigger build and had a few inches on him or because of the fact that Lando was more successful, she never could tell. However, all she knew was that one of the reasons they broke up was because of his continuous insecurity that controlled their fights over Lando. No matter how many times she reassured him or told him Lando was just a friend, David would never relent. In his mind, Lando and her were basically fucking on the side.

His eyes turned a darker shade, “Lando’s here?”

She nodded, “Yes, he got invited and had a plus one.”

David scoffed, “Oh, and you’re the plus one, I suppose.”

“Yes, she is.” Lando’s voice interrupted the conversation. His body stuck to Y/n’s side like glue, his hand around her waist, as he stared the man down. Another problem with their previous relationship - Lando and David hated each other. At first, Lando had kept an open mind to his best friend’s boyfriend, albeit he was a little standoffish, but the moment Y/n started to show up at his door - sobbing - in the middle of the night because of some bullshit David had said during a fight, Lando was immediately turned off.

Lando was always protective over the people he loved, attentive and caring to its fullest potential. But, with Y/n, there had always been an inherent need to be there for her through everything from the moment he met her. The way he was with her stood out among the rest. They could try and explain the deep connection away with certain things they shared in common, they had tried, but everybody knew.

David’s chest puffed up higher, not enough to scare Lando though, “Lando.”

Each syllable drenched in a need to exert dominance, David’s words made the McLaren Driver glance down at the girl tucked under his arm. His eyes, the ones she could always read, asked for her to trust him. She always would. She smiled back at him.

With the reassurance, Lando’s hand came to rest dangerously low on her back, “Is there anything more you need to say to my girlfriend?”

She did trust him, just didn’t expect that to come out of his mouth. Her fingers almost ripped through the cup in her hands as her firm hold continued.

David’s eyes bulged, “Girlfriend?!”

From some place deep within herself, one she had never met before, Y/n nodded feverishly, “Yeah, we got together a few months ago.”

Lando’s body leaned into her and it all began to feel… comfortable. They would never address it, but there was always some sort of unspeakable tension between them that made hangouts and interactions a bit intense and awkward, too much for people who were supposed to be the closest of friends. For once, as their hands were allowed to sit nicely on places they had been too aware of every time they touched each other, that sense of heightened uncertainty was completely gone.

Replaced was warm palms.

A soft smile plastered on Lando’s face was quickly gone the moment David laughed, “Oh, I saw this coming for ages.” His gaze, dangerous and angry, shifted to Y/n and Lando almost moved his entire body in front of her. Honestly, he wished he had as David mumbled in her direction, “Whore.”

Max, sipping on his drink off to the side, choked as he watched Lando’s entire body tense up. His arm, that was once wrapped around his “girlfriend”, very quickly came to clutch the man’s shirt, shoving him harshly.

“What’d you say?!” Lando said, right in his face as Pietra came to pull Y/n away. The two girls held hands tightly as the entire party’s attention was turned toward the spectacle that was Y/n’s ex-boyfriend and her speculated new one.

David’s face went pale, “Nothing.”

Lando pushed him away once more, slapping his chest harshly before pointing a finger in his face, “Say that about her again and I will make your life a living hell, I swear to God.”

David coughed out an apology to which Lando spit on his shoes and said, “Say it to her not me, dick.”

Her eyes caught his as he stuttered it out, pure fear etched into them - something she had never seen before. He was always eager to make her feel scared during an argument. It was weird to see him in the same position he had put her in multiple times before.

When he stumbled away, out the same door he had come from twenty minutes before, Lando stopped being concerned with the cameras around him, waltzing right up to his Y/n and holding her head in his hands. He whispered, “You good?”

She nodded, leaning into his hands as he began to lead her into the house. She knew it was his friend’s house, but she didn’t expect for him to know the complete layout of it when he brought her to the kitchen so effortlessly.

She looked around, “I’m not hungry.”

He nodded, shrugged, “I know, but I thought we could hide out in here while everyone filters out.”

Her head peeked around the corner and, sure enough, the guests who were once lingering around the pool in the back were now scurrying through the door.

Lando chuckled, “Guess David’s a downer.”

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An hour later, dinner ingested and everybody gone, Y/n found herself back in the backyard. Her body laid against the concrete of the pool as she stared at the place where David had been, calling her names, an hour and a half before. It hurt to think about, wonder if that’s what he had genuinely thought of her throughout their relationship. Nobody knew that it all got to her, the comments under Lando’s posts about her being something entertaining for him and the others on Twitter talking about the same things David had muttered before, but it did. No matter how much she tried to make it seem as though she knew those claims were ridiculous, a part of her did, she had gradually begun to internalize it all, creating a deep sore spot.

Nobody knew.

Well, except for him.

Lando’s footsteps pattered against the cold ground before they begun splashing around as he submerged himself in the water. She turned around to see him, one arm hanging on to the edge of the pool while the other wadded in the water. He smiled at her as he begun swimming toward her, coming to rest skin-to-skin right next to her.

He looked on at the spot she was so infatuated with before whispering, “You know what he said was completely wrong, right?”

All she could do was nod, her voice would not be convincing. She knew that. Lando knew that and that’s why his arm creeped around her torso, holding her close.

His mouth was right next to her ear, “It’s not true, Y/n.”

There was a deep sincerity in his words that hit her heart hard, prompting her fingers to trail up his arm before clutching his shoulder. Her head turned, their faces inches apart, and she smiled, “Thank you.”

His body fell further into the water as he let go of the edge, pulling her flush against him right after. He was gentle in his touches as he guided her legs to wrap around him, continuing to hold her waist as her arms wrapped around his neck. A dark, starry sky above them illuminated the twinkle in Lando’s eye. One Y/n found hard to explain away.

He pushed the wet hair out of her face, “He didn’t know what he had.”

Her fingers traced and memorized the sharpness of his cheekbones, “Are you saying you do?”

Her question, however bold, opened their friendship up. For once, one of them was giving the other the opportunity to confess whatever had manifested throughout the time they’d spent together.

She could see it in his eyes, the hesitation and fear in moving into that space with her. Sure, they had been uncomfortable together before, but this was different. This was an opening for something that could make or break them.

This was life or death to Lando.

Though, by the way she smiled at him, he knew he would be stupid, wrong her like David had, if he continued to sweep it all under the rug, “Yes.”

Her hands stopped moving about his face, instead cradling it, “What does that mean, Lan?”

Her question made his heart stop, the moment it all came down to, “Y/n, I hated seeing you with him. I hated seeing you with all of them. I couldn’t stand to see you hanging onto someone else’s arm. It made my skin crawl. And, today, when I got to be the guy that had you under his arm, especially when I got to look your satanic ex-boyfriend in the eye and tell him you were mine, nothing felt better than that. I’ve always known what I had when it came to you. I just wish you would let me show that.”

Her hands tangled in his hair as he continued to hold her, his feet stabilizing them as he stood in the pool. She exhaled a breath, took a moment to think, before leaning closer, “I never said you couldn’t.”

Even in the cold of the night, his face warmed with a tinge of redness. He squeezed her lightly, allowing a moment of silence to pass as they looked at each other before whispering back, “It’s chilly out here.”

Her giggling warmed his body, “Lan, what does that have to do with any of this?”

His hand moved delicately up her back before resting on the nape of her neck, pulling her lips closer, “I’m thinking a kiss or two might warm us up.”

She smiled again and her thumb rubbed against his jawline, “Oh, I got it. I love that idea.”

Max and Pietra watched from the living room, hearing Lando laugh before the two were kissing in the soft light of the backyard. The couple rejoiced on the couch, jumping and down with no regard for Max and Lando’s friend yelling at them to get down. However, once he looked to see what they were screaming about, he joined them too. It felt like everyone had been waiting for this moment. The moment when Y/n and Lando realized that their friendship was never just that and the love they had for each other was never just love. It was something completely indescribable, but as long as the whispers of love they shared between kisses in that pool continued, that would feel like enough.

It sure as hell was more than enough for the smiling, blushing idiot of a Brit who was kicking himself for not telling his Y/n just how much of his she really had been all along.

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ham1lton · 12 days

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PARTY IN THE U.S.A!

pairings: charles leclerc x actress!reader.

faceclaim: rachel mcadams.

summary: before the miami grand prix, o/s posts you and charles goes on a journey to find you. too bad that time has plans of its own.

author’s note: the request said you wanted to have reader be introduced to charles through another driver’s gf but because i’m egotistical, i chose to link this to the nepo sister universe. so they meet through o/s. also i changed it up slightly! this can be read independently of the nsu but it’ll be more enjoyable if you read the other works.

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oldersister: our new film ‘material girl’ is now out! enjoy my cameo in my best friend’s film! so proud of her and the most incredible team who worked with us to create this incredible film. thank you for allowing me to be a part of this 💕

neposisreader: a smile might be good.

-> oldersister: nothing to smile about in my life.

-> neposisreader: i already apologised for bringing lando to dinner without a warning!

user3: running to the cinema to watch this!

user1: so jealous of her life icl.

user4: no cause i had no clue o/s and y/n are childhood besties?! this changes everything.

user5: the two pretty best friends everyone has been looking for.

landonorris: whooo look at my sister in law 🥳

-> oldersister: blocking you immediately actually.

-> landonorris: WAIT !! 😩😭

user6: what’s charles doing here in the likes 🤨

-> user7: he’s friends with o/s. that’s probably all there is to it.

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yourusername: i had the best time working with the most magnificent group of people on this movie. ‘material girl’ is currently out! i had the opportunity to work with the best and make something truly unforgettable. keep an eye out for my bestie’s cameo! also my niece came to come visit me on set. my favourite gift <3

neposisreader: mrs fluffkins is evil.

-> yourusername: she’s an angel!

-> oldersister: exactly! thank you!!

-> yourusername: you know i got you bestie 😘

user1: you look so good in this shade of blonde!

user2: brb running to get my regina george halloween costume.

user3: charles liking y/n related posts? hmmm 🤨 you not slick baby.

*liked by landonorris.*

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ynswife: our girl y/n dropped to the jimmy fallon show to spill all the gossip about her newest film, her love of miami and her best friend oldersister.

user1: i love her tan and this hair on her!

-> user2: she’s always so happy and bubbly after spending time with o/s. that’s truly her girl.

user3: i watched material girl with my best friends and i almost cried at the end when regina had her big speech. i love y/n’s acting sm.

-> user4: she’s going to be in the david fincher adaptation of gone girl! so excited for her! she’s gonna kill it!

user8: did you guys notice how she stayed silent when the topic of her love life came up? she’s always so quick to mention she’s single….

-> user9: when she comes out as dating o/s >>>>

-> user17: when the doctors come back with your tests and legally diagnose you with delusional tendencies >>>

-> user12: what if she’s dating charles?? he’s been interacting with a lot of her accounts recently…

-> user7: i’m gonna put my hand on yours when i say this okay? that’s not happening beloved.

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yourusername: miami i lovee youu 😘

oldersister: when did you take that pic of us?

-> yourusername: the lady behind us took it! she sent it to me through airdrop <3 you looked so cute i had to post it.

-> user1: they’re 100% dating.

-> user2: nah they’re definitely friends.

user3: WHO IS THE GUY IN THE THIRD PIC?

-> user4: it’s her costar! the proportions match!

-> charles_leclerc: no it isn’t. lol.

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charles_leclerc: here is my ‘hard launch’ and now that i’ve got your attention. go watch my amazing talented girlfriend in her newest movie ‘material girl’.

oldersister: i still don’t like this.

-> landonorris: charles and i are in-laws now 😘

-> oldersister: who unblocked you from my instagram???

-> landonorris: WAIT NO 😭

user1: yasss watch this masterpiece of a movie!!

*liked by charles_leclerc.*

user2: king of promotion. y/n needs to get him a job in the marketing department.

danielricciardo: watched this film five times and if you saw me cry… no i didn’t.

user3: they’re actually so cute together?? this is growing on me.

yourusername: approved ✔️

-> charles_leclerc: just jumped in joy 😍‼️

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sainzproductions · 9 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 ⋆ 𝐜. 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳

where you belatedly realize, you and carlos may never want the same things in life

INSTAGRAM 🔒

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yourusername favorite time of the year🌅🧜🌊🩷🍷

carlossainz55 eres mi chica favorita todos los días

translation: you're my favorite girl every day

landonorris i think my invite got lost in the mail..

yourusername sorry i didn't want my competition on a trip with me🙄

landonorris why are you so jealous of me

landonorris carlossainz55 tell her who came in your life first🤨

carlossainz55 y/n did. '10. she was wearing a black cami top, with a dark navy blue jacket with a nets print in the front.

yourusername 💅💅💅

landonorris okay... you weirdos🙄 go and be disgusting off my timeline

yourusername you want me to fly you out huh?

landonorris so badly... i'll do anything for it😩🙏

maxverstappen1 can i fly out with lando? 🙋

yourusername depends, can you make it clap?🤔

maxverstappen1 i can make it go wooo!!

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You'd somehow, found yourself entrusted with a bright eyed, enthusiastic baby who was blowing bubbles from his mouth; chubby arms flailing by his side, as you held his small frame cautiously. His mother, one of carlos' many cousin had dropped the baby on your lap, before clamoring towards the bathroom in a haste to relieve herself.

“Don't look so stiff, y/n.” Blanca laughed at your shaken expression, crossing her arms in a resolute manner when you tried to hand the babbling baby to her. “Consider it practice, hermosa. He loves you, look.” she raises her eyebrows, gesturing with her hands to the baby who's bright eyes were intent on your face, giggling and muttering incoherently to himself.

You held the baby like it was a foreign object, hands hoisting him up by the armpits— your posture betraying your lack of finese in handling a fragile human being. In all the years, you've maintained a safe distance from any and possibly all soft headed creatures called babies. You've always appeared scared, and cautious when presented the opportunity to hold other people's children, opting to, instead politely decline and shrink behind whoever was accompanying you at the present moment.

“He's... something.” You tilt your head at the baby, slightly taken aback by the way he mirrors your movement. Blanca laughs, clearly enjoying your predicament.

“I don't know who's more charmed.” She teases, leaning back in her seat as she watches the hesitance slowly, but surely transform into fascination. The young one, as if sensing your initial reactions to his person, garbled more nonesense as if to maximize his cuteness— his chubby cheeks buldged, lips wobbling as he giggled, appearing delighted by your complex expressions.

“He's drooling, blanca.” You state, exssperated yet somewhat amused.

“Babies drool, y/n. They aren't the most intelligent creatures at that point.” You faintly hear the distinct sound of a shutter clicking, and you snap your head towards her— catching her with a phone in hand, a sheepish expression present on her face. “You looked identical, i'm sorry! I've always thought this would be you, someday. I mean, you went at it like bunnies when we were all younger—”

“Blanca, eso no es algo que digas en voz alta,” that's not something you say out loud. you chide, feeling your cheeks warm.

“Lo siento, hermosa.” She giggles, nudging your shoulder in apology, although you couldn't help but notice her expression shift slightly. “You can't blame me. When i think of you and my dear brother, i see you with ten little juniors running around your yard whilst the rest of us just borrow one of your children.”

You roll your eyes playfully at her ridiculous dream, “If i ever let it get to ten, you should tell him to get off me.”

The baby you were holding whines, wriggling to rest his head on your hands while blinking slowly. He was incredibly well behaved despite his drooling antics; and you couldn't help but notice the distinct features of a sainz in his face. Those warm brown eyes... and he was growing into his tall nose and matching trademark grin. He was adorable, you begrudgingly admit.

In a lapse of proper judgement, you allowed the baby to rest it's head on your shoulder. The toddler melting into your arms, quietly. Well behaved. Making himself comfortable in your arms. He was so tiny, you muse. So fragile and weak, you'd easily understood why there was such a thing people call a mother's instinct.

“You should have one first.” Blanca states, a soft smile on her face while you have your moment of realization.

“What should she have first?” Carlos asks, raising an eyebrow at your hushed conversations, pressing a chaste kiss on your cheek as he takes the seat beside you.

“Kids, carlos. It's impossible you have never thought of it.” Blanca answers like it was the obvious.

“I don't think it's anywhere near our future.” Carlos chuckles as if his sister had just told a joke, appearing taken aback as he belatedly notices the toddler on your arms who'd easily amused himself with the strands of your hair.

“How can you say that?” Blanca chides, hints of reproach evident in her tone. It is, afterall, somewhat strange that he thought of it in such a way— your relationship had been longer than any of hers had lasted, and it left a truly icky taste in her mouth.

“It's a converstation between y/n and i, Blanca. I don't think it's any of your business.” Carlos turned civil all of a sudden, snapping at his sister.

You bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying anything, the atmosphere suddenly becoming charged with tension.

“Oh muchas gracias, chica! I'm sorry i shoved him in your care,” the unnamed cousin thankfully interruped, oblivious to the tension in between you three as she took the baby from your hands. “Carlos, i haven't seen you in some time! How long will you be in spain?” she started chatting up to your boyfriend casually.

Blanca saw your eyes cloud briefly, she could distinctly class the change in your visage to longing.

Perhaps you weren't at all allergic to babies. Maybe she'd read you wrong. Maybe Carlos read you wrong.

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The drive to your home was silent. Neither of you spoke. You allowed yourself to bask in the tender, but welcomed ache in your limbs as a result of a day spent under the sun and swimming for the better part of the eventful day. You'd thoroughly enjoyed the time you've spent just frolicking in the water and playing around with Carlos. It was always worthwile, there weren't many opportunities you had to spend some uninterrupted time together.

If he wasn't on a racetrack, zooming by in a blur, he was occupied with meetings, press and proper workouts inbetween, leaving you with scraps of his attention.

“Y/n?” Carlos repeats your name, failing to snap you out of your thoughts. With one hand on the steering wheel, and the other in your grasp, he tugs at your intetwined hands. It made you look at him. “I've been calling your name a couple of times, querida. Is there anything wrong?” He worries.

“Nothing's wrong.” You assured him, trying to muster a smile. He pauses, as if measuring his words. “You've been quiet.” you hum in response, looking out of the window as the car moves again.

“Talk to me y/n...” he utters, resembling a plea.

You take a deep breath, clearing your throat. “I'd rather not.”

His jaw clenches, muscles tensing at your short responses. “Is this about the conversation with Blanca? We've talked about this a million times; there's no one else i'd want all the permanent shit other than you. But you know right now is a very delicate time of my career and i can't—”

“risk jeopardizing any of the opportunities that comes my way.” You repeat monotonously, looking at him. “I know, Carlos. I know where i stand.” you said it with such certainty, the fact itself ingrained in your very being after so many years of falling behind his priorities.

He's made it clear, time and time again.

“But i don't want to wake up one day, and realize i have to start all over again because i spent all my time waiting for a moment that would never happen.” you weren't loud, nor were you screaming. Yet it dealt the same weight and hurt, that made him unable to refute you.

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stalker. pt.4.

previous.

charles leclerc x reader. / carlos sainz jr x reader.

fc: lalisa manoban.

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y/n: when you tell him paris is your favorite city so he takes you to paris the next day 🤭

fan1: charles could never

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fan2: carlos is the real deal

fan3: my girl is thriving and i’m here for it

fan4: i don’t know if i want to be y/n or carlos tbh

fan5: god i see what you do for others…

fan6: i need a carlos

fan7: y/n stayed with charles for three years and homeboy never took her anywhere, but in a month only carlos managed to take her to her favorite place

fan8: that’s what you deserve girl

fan9: i’m so jealous

landonorris: i can fit in a luggage so next time hit me up mate

carlossainz55: i’d probably ship you to nicaragua on purpose

landonorris: and that’s why i prefer charles over you

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fan11: carlos came out straight off a book wtf

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"can i talk to you, dear?" reyes warm tone made you smile, you sat up from your deck chair and made some place for the woman. she sat next to you and smiled. she was so kind to you, even though you met a few hours ago, she welcomed you into her family with open arms. "are you enjoying yourself, bella?" the nickname made you chuckle as you nodded, you didn’t know why but next to her you felt like a kid. "don’t be shy!" she laughed, pushing you slightly with her shoulder. "sorry. spain is amazing i really like it." reyes nodded. "great, because it seems like you’re going to be around here often now." she winked at you which made the both of you laugh.

"you know, you’re the first girl carlos brings home." that actually surprised you, carlos always had that don juan image in your mind which made you think he’d have way more exes. "believe it or not but carlito is pretty shy, and before you he always declined the blind dates his father would set him up for." the woman smiled and looked at her son who was fishing with his father a little bit far away from them. "he told me about you way before you two started dating though." "really?" she nodded and took your hand. "it was love at first sight for him." you could feel your cheeks getting hotter and red, you looked up at carlos who was now dancing with a big fish in his hands, he turned around and showed it to you and reyes. "look what i got!" he shouted, you clapped for him while his mom was laughing. "when i see him like this, it reminds me of when he was a little kid, running around and messing with his sisters." you didn’t know what to say so you just squeezed her hand. "you like him a lot, i can tell. if my son has been in love with you for so long, that means that you’re a good person too. so i trust you with him."

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anasainzvdec: you’re an angel y/n, thanks you!

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fan1: y/n being accepted by the sainz warms my heart for some reasons

fan2: awww she was invited too

fan3: carlos and y/n next 🤪

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fan4: not reyes liking all the comments about y/n and carlos, she’s so cute

fan5: yellow is your color!

fan6: noooo but carlos inviting y/n to his family vacation and to his sister’s wedding is so cute

fan7: omg y/n blonde era??

fan8: this girl can pull off every colour it’s insane

fan9: meanwhile charles never took y/n to meet his family, they had to accidentally run into each other in monaco to actually meet…

fan10: y/n really is glowing these days omg

fan11: y/n post charles is my favorite y/n

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Hey love your lando fics. Could you do one with 7 and 10 from fluff list.

PUPPY LOVE

pairings: lando norris x reader

authors note: thank you for requesting! sorry its kinda short. prompt 7 is "just kiss me, would you?" and prompt 10 is "we're not buying a dog" check out my prompt list

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"We are not buying a dog."

"Oh come on, thats unfair. You know it's really mean of you to leave me alone for half the year and expect me to not get lonely."

You were sitting criss-crossed on the edge of your bed, watching Lando pack around 3 weeks worth of clothes into a suitcase. It was the Monday before the Bahrain Grand Prix, the first race of the season.

Unfortunately, you wouldn't be able to accompany Lando as much as you would have liked this year. Your study and work load had increased immensely, and you had to put majority of your energy into that, which meant you didn't have time to travel the world.

Lando was being very supportive, in everything but your quest to finally get a dog.

"Darling, you're the one who has to stay at home. I have no problem whatsoever with you coming with me." He smiles at your antics, watching as you lean back and fall against the mattress with a huff.

"But you know I can't."

He stands up from his place near the suitcase, sitting on the bed next to you. "I know, love." he replied sympathetically.

You sit up quickly, almost bashing heads with Lando who was leaning over you. "So you understand why we need a dog right?"

"My love, you know that if we get a dog, you're gonna fall in love with it and forget all about me." Lando says.

You laugh at his reasoning. "So you're against this because you're jealous?"

"I'm not jealous." he says pointedly. "I just know when I'm going to lose, and I am definitely going to lose against a puppy." The small smile he tries to hide lets you know that he's still joking.

"Oh baby I could never stop loving you. It just means that you'll have to share that love-"

"With a dog." he interrupts.

"Yes. And, if I'll only love you more if you say yes to getting a dog. So really nothing changes at all!"

Lando lets out a sigh, and you know that he was close to giving in.

"Please?"

"God, you're so annoying. I don't know how you always manage to convince me." he chuckles, lightly shaking his head with the realisation that he would do anything for you.

You grin, knowing you've won. "Just kiss me, would you?"

Now, Lando wasn't one to turn down such an invite. With lightening speed, he grabbed the sides of your face with his hands and pulled you in. The kiss was soft and your eyes fluttered close, hands moving to connect behind his neck.

You move away to catch your breath, excitedly planning the next steps with a slightly dazed Lando.

"We can go to the pet store tomorrow before your flight, yeah? I saw this really cute Goldendoodle the other day and I think he would be perfect!"

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King of my heart | MS47 | part. 09

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Pairing: hamilton!reader (she/her) x mick schumacher

Warnings: curse words, mentions of food and alcohol, fluff, not proofread etc etc. Minors DNI!

word count: 3.3k

part. 08 | series masterlist | part 10 | taglist

Summary: Mick Schumacher rode a lousy wave for quite some time, so when the sky gets cleaner and the sun brighter he just knows something terrible may be in store for him. Whereas y/n was just so magnetic, and the possibilities of life with her seemed better than anything his mind could ever create, that’s why, for the first time in forever, he throws cautious carelessly through the window, hoping to get to the finish line before it catches up on him.

A/n: Just like Mick is doing on this gif y'all may need to put some seatbelts on for this chapter...just saying.

After some days away to tend to the Paris Fashion Week, one of these days with her brother, who had to leave early for media duties with Mercedes, Y/n was back to the travel schedule, now going to China.

“Look who decided to show up,” Charles joked when Y/n stepped into the room, walking closer to their table where Lewis, Mick, Carlos, and some other pilots were just chatting after dinner.

“You’re just jealous she has style and was at a fashion week,” Pierre pokes, and Y/n can’t help but laugh.

“You’re talking as if our work wasn’t as exciting,” Charles grumbles.

“You mean going vroom vroom in circles? The greatest adventure in the world!” The youngest Hamilton pokes fun at the monégasque.

“Still, you’re here almost every race cheering as if it was your national team,” Charles raises his brows and smirks at Yn, who in return rolls her eyes playfully.

“Fair enough. Maybe you have a point.”

It was a series of hugs, kisses, and some more quirky remarks before Yn finally greeted everyone and sat down between Mick and Lando.

“Have you eaten?” the blonde asks after she settles, and Y/n gives him a soft smile that goes unnoticed by everyone but her brother.

“I had dinner and took a good nap. The flight was just exhausting.” She explained, grabbing the attention of Charles and now Carlos, who were bickering about something Y/n could not catch.

“Speaking about flight and work, can you tell your friends the launch date of your new shoe collection? I promise I won’t tell the media, but Isa is on my line asking about it all the time. You should see,” Carlos starts a new subject, and Y/n smiles brightly. She never really met Isa, so it was cute that her friend's girlfriend knew about her and her brand and was excited to get herself a pair of shoes.

Soon the waiter was bringing dessert, and before Lewis could suggest she ask for a plate of their vegan cake, Mick pushed his between them in a silent offer.

“You’re the best, Mouse,” she whispered before bringing her chair closer.

The table was the usual chaos of laughter and loud voices talking about anything and everything, but Mick and Y/n were too busy with the intimacy of sharing a treat and a spoon. Schumacher was surprised by the way she seemed unbothered, passing him the silver spoon after licking it. He was even more surprised by the fact that once again, he found something so mundane to be sexy just because it was Yn.

“You saw the new songs I added to our playlist?” she asked, voice low. It was their conversation, their own private bubble after a week without communicating considerably.

“I was listening to it while training, I gotta confess that some of those Taylor Swift bridges worked better than I thought they would with lifting and cardio,” there’s an edge to his voice and he’s speaking all of it with a funny smile on his face, lips curved slightly, dimples showing, brows almost furrowed.

“I think you’re kinda Taylor coded…” she shares out loud, and this time his furrowed brows indicated more confusion than humor.

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a huge red flag for me,” she answers, and although he knows it was a joke, Mick can’t help but notice the way there may be a subtle truth to her statement when her eyes dart to the plate instead of keeping the stare at his blue ones. When the German is about to question why, someone calls Y/n asking if she’s going to the party, and their bubble is abruptly gone.

It’s only a matter of minutes before everyone is done with dessert and Ubering to the party. Lewis, Y/n, and Pierre shared a car that, for some reason, took forever to get to the club. So when the group got inside, there was already a line of shots laid down for the other guys. Y/n took the seconds before they noticed their presence to observe Schumacher, how his white button-down hugged his torso perfectly, how it gave a sultry draw to his back, and how the first few buttons were messily open as if he got hot when they arrived. She watched his blonde hair glow under the neon lights and his shoulders relax.

“You guys started the shots without us??? The disrespect, honestly,” Gasly complains, and it’s not even a minute before Y/n finds herself doing double shots with her brother and friend to catch up on the others.

Her body is already sizzling and light, but there’s not much time to consider when a known song starts blasting in the club, and Y/n sees herself on the dance floor with a certain monegásque and his best friend. She waves to her brother to join, and the rest follow along. They jump, drink, laugh and attempt the worst dance moves ever seen until Ferrari by James Hype starts playing.

“Wait! That’s not fair! There’s no club music with Mercedes!!!” Y/n screams over the music, and Charles double in laughter. “Lew, you gotta write a song about Mercedes!”

“He drives a Ferrari too every once in a while, you know,” Carlos tries to reason, and Y/n rolls her eyes with fake disgust ripping off a wheeze from Mick.

Their eyes met for a split second, and it felt natural when Y/n’s body started gravitating toward Mick, especially when she spotted a girl attempting to approach him. She tried to tell herself he was her friend, so she just wanted to be near him, not interrupt or make herself known she was close with the other guys too, after all, she had just danced half of the alcohol in her body with Charles. Admitting, if she saw a girl get close to Leclerc, the odds are high Y/n would not be around. She would give him space. But still, she felt like walking the small distance to Mick, and although she was the one who got beside him, he was the one who grabbed her hand and laced their fingers. Yn’s stomach did a somersault fluttering in a weird and new sensation, and Mick must have seen the tsunami of thoughts somehow because he looked down at her with a small smile on his pink lips, and for some reason, she knew not to worry about anything.

They danced to more songs before Y/n and Pierre dragged some of the guys out of the dance floor and into the bar to order new drinks and another round of shots. Her hands are free of Mick’s for a second, though their bodies still stand close. It’s a chaotic mess of almost spilled vodkas, empty cups, and faces, but it’s just a couple of minutes before they are back on the dance floor, jumping up and down and bending their bodies in laughter about the slight turn of air around.

Life feels brighter, the world lighter, especially because Yn has some of her friends and her brother, who are as happy as her, around, and happiness usually works like that. It sips from others into you, and when you finally stop to take a look, your heart feels warm. Right now, so does her body.

This time, when her cup is empty, and her feet start to feel tired, Yn only drags Mick off the dance floor. The rest of their friends are still dancing or making rounds around the club to talk with old friends. It feels good when their fingers are linked again, and this time Mick’s closer, trying to shield her from some of the wildest partygoers.

Just as the blonde sat at one of the stools to order, Yn put her frame between his open legs, leaning on him for a bit of balance and rest from her heels.

“You ok?” he asked before placing a hand on her waist to keep her secure.

“Absolutely!” Yn beams, turning to the barman. “Two Moscow Mules extra cold, please,” and then she’s looking at Mick again.

His eyes scan her face, and his free hand carefully pushes one lonely curl behind her ear. The second her lips part to tell him something, his hands still hovering over her face, Lando is behind them with a disposable camera moving his arms aggressively for them to pose. Yn just turns her body to the Britsh and plasters a huge smile that grows bigger when Mick’s chin rested on her shoulder, his hands tightening around her. Yn could almost feel him smiling too. The flash goes almost unnoticed with all the neon lights, but her nose still scrunches a bit with the extra glow.

Lando says something else, and although neither one understood a word, they still posed when the camera faced them again. Now their friend is included in the rustic project-of-selfie the way people would do before the frontal camera or mobile display existed.

“Love you twooooo,” he says before disappearing to register more moments, and Yn is sure of it when she sees the camera light going on again just a few meters ahead.

Yn turned to Mick again, a grin still on her flushed face, eyes staring directly at him. He watched her curious gaze on him. The way her expressions would slightly change every time her eyes landed on a feature he assumed she never noticed. Yn traced his chin, and Mick couldn’t help but smile, which drew her attention to his dimples. She traced them too. He thought she was a work of art, but he was the one being studied as one.

When her lips found his jaw like she did every time she tried to kiss him, standing on her tiptoes, Mick brought her closer just the way he liked. He knew it was probably the alcohol lowering all their inhibitions, he felt half of his mind fighting, but at some point, the German gave up trying to lie to himself or contain his caring actions. And so he kissed her naked shoulder and rested his head there while the whole club seemed to go around their own business. Yn’s hand carded through his mop of blonde hair, and Mick sighed because the way her nails scratched his scalp felt magic.

“You look stunning today,” he tipped his head a bit so his mouth was closer to her ear. They were so close he didn’t even need to scream to be heard over the music, and he was sure she got his words correctly when he saw the goosebumps on her black skin.

“You look way too good too. So much it should be illegal.” She quips, and Mick's fingers squeeze her waist, making Y/n jump slightly and giggle.

Y/n withdraws some centimeters, their faces only inches apart now, their bodies still touching. She takes the time to analyze his face one more time as if she would never get tired of doing so, his flushed cheeks, his pink lips, and the way his blue eyes seemed a bit droopy because of the drunkenness all appeared extraordinary to her. Yn studied everything with gusto again, and this time when their skin met, Mick involuntarily closed his eyes. It was as if he wanted to direct all his senses to that spot, to memorize the way she caressed his face, because now, he realized, she wasn’t examining him anymore; she was giving him affection. And so the blonde took everything she gave. The scratch of her nails, the point of her finger on some spots, the softness of her palm with his jaw. It was only seconds after he opened his eyes again and found hers on his chin, he could almost see the gears running on her head, and then her fingers traced the contour of his lips.

Schumacher wanted nothing more than to grab her neck and bring her closer. To kill the gap that separates their mouths and bodies. He wanted to taste the strawberry lipgloss he saw her reapply. He wanted to know how the combination of it with her lime drink was going to taste. He wanted so many things with Yn that it was starting to physically pain him. The way she stared at him, smiled to him, and not simply at him, talked with him, and made him feel alive was just too much.

Mick wanted her as more than his friend. And so he gave up the war against himself and finally accepted his fate: he was attracted to Yn. His heart somersaulted when he thought that maybe, just maybe, she felt the same.

Mick closed the gap between their bodies and dipped his head to kiss her neck, preventing them from going to anything more compromising or that maybe they would regret afterward. He had no idea if the timing was right if Lewis was watching, if someone was talking, if Y/n really wanted it, or if she had just drunk too much.

“Let’s try not to do it while drunk, ok, Schatz?” he mumbled, kissing her shoulder again and, this time, bringing the sleeve of her black shirt up to cover a bit of her skin.

“Is that a German equivalent to babe?” she questioned, and his drunk mind was confused for a bit before he chuckled.

“Something like that,” he withdraws to take a long gulp of his drink before dropping his eyes to her again.

“Can you keep calling me that from now on?” Yn asked, and he was able to hear it solemnly because he was staring at her lips. It was almost like a whisper as if she was afraid to admit it or ashamed of him denying her.

Y/n wanted Mick to call her babe.

She wanted the guy she met a couple of months ago, her friend, to call her like a partner would call their significant other.

He grabbed his drink again and took another long gulp. Heck, not kissing Yn was going to be harder than he presumed.

“I can do whatever you want me to, babe.” It was his time to almost whisper, and she smiled. A big happy smile. His body nearly slipped to the ground like a puddle.

“Will you stay with me tonight?”

“Of course, Schatz,”

Y/n rested her head on his chest and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers playing with her curls, the way every once in a while they would travel to her neck and shoulders, and how his other hand would keep her secure and close to him. The lights in the club kept glowing neon around them, the music was still louder, and people were chatting and drinking, but Yn felt as satisfied as ever only watching everything from her spot with Mick.

“We ran out of ginger juice, restock is on its way, but I could only get one for now,” the barman profusely apologizes, and Yn just smiles without much care before declaring it was no big deal.

“Do you mind sharing?” she asks Mick once he is up and ready to follow her to the dance floor. To anyone looking from the outside, he looked like the puppy boyfriend happily following his girl.

“If you don’t, then I don’t.”

“Smart answer,” she quips before lacing their fingers, and they start the track to the packed dance floor.

They find part of their group again, and it’s a couple of songs before some of them are ready to sit for a bit. Most are high on alcohol, laughing and smiling at anything and everything. Mick drops someone drinks while they’re walking to their secluded space, and after apologizing profusely he’s laughing hysterically with Pierre and Yn.

Now, sitting at the foam seats, one arm across the back of the seat supporting Yn’s head, Mick starts an excited conversation with Charles and Esteban. Yn drags her body closer to his, draping her legs over his lap and sipping her drink while watching the lights flicker over the dance floor down the stairs. Eventually, her attention goes to the button of his white button down, and then her eyes found his golden chain playing with it for a second before Pierre mentions a new topic, and she dives in with them chatting nonstop.

It's hours and many drinks later before both of them start getting sleepy, and bid their goodbyes to half of the group that decided to stay. Yn cannot find Lewis to tell him she’s leaving, so when she and Mick walk outside to wait for their Uber, Mick snaps a picture of them to send the older Hamilton a message telling him they’re on their way to the hotel. Now when it comes to coming and going, some things got a bit easier since people discovered Yn was a Hamilton which means she would stay at the same hotels without the fear of being discovered.

“What did he say?” she asks after getting inside the car.

Mick turns his screen to her, and Yn frowns, “I think that’s not the messaging app, Mouse.”

The blonde stared at his screen searching for answers, “Fuck, I posted on Instagram,” he drunkenly cursed before Yn burst into laughter.

“Here, give it to me,” she extends her hand, and he hands her the phone before dropping his head at the seat rest and closing his eyes.

“Sorry,” he mumbles again, and she just pecks his cheeks before deleting the picture from Instagram and sending a text full of drunk typos to Lewis.

“It’s ok. I think now he got the message.”

The drive to their hotel is fast, and the Uber driver is nice enough to stop at the back entrance, though chances were low of any fan standing there in the middle of the night. The pair walked hand in hand to the elevator and, in seconds, into Mick’s room. He switched the lights on and Yn made her way to the bathroom. He dozed off and woke up to Yn wearing one of his shirts and speaking about him showering. The German agreed with everything, although his mind did not process every sentence. Mick made his way to the bathroom and tripped on Yn’s clothes on the ground only to catch himself on the marble counter.

He did everything from core memory, undressed, brushed his teeth, and got into the shower. When he emerged from the bathroom, Yn was sound asleep on his bed. He smiled, and his drunk mind still thought about how cold she would be with only a shirt, so he dropped the covers on top of her body and took one from the wardrobe for him.

Mick remembers lying on the couch in his room. He remembers watching Yn for a second and then finally falling asleep. That’s why he’s confused when he feels a weight on his chest.

“If you’re not coming to bed, then I’m sleeping on the couch with you,” she states, and Mick chuckles. “I feel like an asshole, Mouse. If you’re not coming, then I’m going to my room. I won’t let you sleep on the couch in your own room,” he can feel the touch of sleep in her voice, her body cold against his.

There’s not much for him to do, not much thinking. His sleepy mind is foggy, and it gives too much space to his wishes, and right at that moment, his biggest wish was just to hold Yn and get some sleep, so he stands up with her, and they get comfortable on the bed.

Her body against his feels like a natural fit again, and he holds her close before both doze off. Now, after the whole day sharing small items, they shared the biggest one, and not because of the size of the bed, but because of the size of their trust in one another, the size of the courage they had to be vulnerable, and especially the size of the warm feeling engulfing their intertwined bodies.

I hope you guys like it 💜 make sure to like and reblog, and feel free to let me know your thoughts on this chapter (and the whole series) in the comments or my inbox. feedback is highly appreciated and makes me more excited about writing and posting 🥹. thanks for all the love on the past chapters!!! *mwah*

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electricgoldtendercare · 2 years

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YACHT CLUB || C.L.

||hi everyone! I got inspired to write a little blurb about Charles Leclerc and meeting his friends for the first time so I wanted to post it here! I don’t own any characters but this is all my writing. Let me know what you think, any feedback is wanted! Forgive my formatting, i’m on mobile! ||

When Charles had asked you to come meet all of his friends you had been excited, happy that it was finally happening but as it got closer and closer you were nervous. The nerves were only made worse when you found out you’d all be on a yacht in the Mediterranean. Of course you knew the racers by their fame but you had yet to meet them. You had been to races but only really stayed in the Ferrari paddock, meaning your connection extended to Carlos and the Ferrari team.

You and Charles had been dating since the end of 2021 and despite both wanting you to meet his friends earlier, as soon as the 2022 season started he was focused on nothing else. You were with him to go through the highs and the heartbreaks of the first half of the season and without much break, it ended up being just the two of you.

As nervous as you were, you were even more excited. Charles had told you so many stories about everyone and it just made it all the more exciting to meet them. The love Charles showed for them made you want this night to go perfect, so if you took a little more time getting ready no one could blame you. You went through a few swimsuits before finding the perfect one. Matching with Charles, you wore a pink bikini with splashes of red and blue on them and opted for a lacy white coverup. Charles had seemed wary of it, fingertips tracing up and down your arms and biting at his lip. The way his eyebrows furrowed just made you giggle and with just a few kisses and your fingers twirling the hair at the back of his neck he was back to normal.

Arriving to the yacht you felt the nerves creeping up, wrapping your hands around Charles’ arm and not letting him get too far ahead of you. You and Charles had learned ways to comfort each other early on. Wether it was a sad night or a difficult race, you always seemed to know what to do to help out. In this case he slipped his arm around your waist and kissed the top of your head “It will all be okay, mon bebe. They will adore you.” Immediately you felt more relaxed and ready for the night.

Stepping in you heard voices up ahead and put on a smile as you both turned the corner to see the group of drivers sitting together. Instead of it being awkward like you had expected, the room erupted into cheers and whistles for the two of you. Each driver got up to introduce themselves to you, mostly with hugs but the occasional man (Danny & Pierre) would kiss each of your cheeks, causing Charles’ arm to tighten ever so slightly around your waist.

Once things were settled and drinks were handed out, you sat close to Charles on the couch with Lando on your other side. “So y/n, I can see why Charles has been hiding you away, keeping

you all to himself.” Daniel jokes and you laugh a little, glancing towards Charles. “Well now that i’ve met you all, he’ll have a hard time keeping me away.” You joke back, causing a small amount of cheers from the drivers. You feel Charles’ hand slipping underneath the cover up, finding your hip to rub slowly and pull you back into his chest.

After catching up and talking for a while, Lando suggested that everyone goes for a swim before the sun starts to set. You hop up and pull Charles along behind you. You pull your cover up off and notice that your boyfriend was basically standing guard, keeping you hidden from the other drivers. You giggle and wrap your arms around him from behind, pressing a kiss to his neck. “You know i’m here with you, right?” You tease and he grumbles something in french under his breath. Having been fairly isolated for most of your relationship you never saw the cute ways Charles got jealous over you until now. Figuring he just needed to cool off you brought him down to the ledge and made him jump into the water with you. You noticed a difference immediately and within minutes you were all splashing each other and playing around.

After nearly an hour, you were all climbing back into the yacht, talking about playing some games and drinking some wine. You were about to join them on the couch when you felt your boyfriend pull you away. Confused, you ignored the whistles from the guys and followed him with furrowed brows. Once arriving to the bow of the ship you noticed an area decorated with candles, blankets, and a bucket of different kinds of champagne. It didn’t hit you that Charles had set this up until you glanced over to him and he had a small smile on his face, waiting for your reaction. Your face broke into a huge grin and you nearly jumped into your boyfriend’s arms, shaking her head. “You did not set this up all for me, did you?” you ask, to which he replied “Of course I did, mon amour. Just for you.” He smiled, pulling you into a kiss before carrying you over to the area and sitting you down.

Champagne was opened and the two of you cheered to how well the night had been going so far. “The view is pretty but you’re even prettier.” Charles whispered, causing you to laugh loudly and shake your head. “You are so corny.” You joke, climbing to straddle his lap. The sunset had been completely forgotten as you felt his arms wrap around your waist and yours threaded into his hair. Your lips melted together into a kiss, getting more and more heated. Large hands had just started sliding up to start undoing your bikini top when you both were jolted apart by a whistle. Thanking god that your back was turned, you watched Charles pull a blanket up over the two of you as Pierre yelled down “hey love birds, we’re about to start charades and we need the two of you to stop making out and come up.”

Your cheeks went pink and you hid your face in your boyfriend’s neck, giggling softly to yourself as you felt his body shake against you as he chuckled. You pull off your swimsuit cover and reach over for his shirt, sliding it on with a smirk. You gave him a few more kisses before standing up to go back to the group. You both went reluctantly and settled down on the couch.

“No! You guys can’t be a team, you’ll cheat!” Lando says and before you or Charles could fight it Daniel spoke up “I call y/n! Come be on my team.” He smiles and despite Charles tensing under you you climbed up, giving him a small kiss before you went over to sit next to Daniel. The rest of the group paired up and the game began.

Turns out you and Daniel made an amazing team. Somehow you just knew what he was acting out and vice versa. “Joe Montana!” You yell as the timer ends and Daniel runs over and spins you around with a laugh. You think nothing of it until you hear Lando chuckle and glance over to Charles who has a grumpy look on his face. You sit next to him, about to whisper something to him when it’s his and Lando’s turn to play. Daniel takes his place next to you and starting to tell you some story about a party where Charles’ got extremely drunk. You let out a laugh, nearly having to cover your mouth with how loud it comes out. You blush slightly but realize it had gone silent, looking over at your boyfriend.

He has the most adorable pout on his face and it nearly made you coo audibly. Lando let out an exasperated sigh when the timer runs out without Charles even getting one action in. Charles nearly stomps over to the couch and sits back, a furrow in his brow. As adorable as he looked you didn’t want to make him sit in his misery for too long. You had a few turns before you went next so you decided to climb onto his lap.

You get some over dramatic ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ but your focus was on your grumpy boyfriend. Your hands hold the sides of his face and you lean in to kiss him. You kiss his eyelids, his cheeks, his nose and then finally his lips before pulling away to see a small smile on his face. “There he is.” You whisper, hand moving down to the side of his waist to tickle him a bit. He lets out a chuckle and your job is done.

Well, it was. Until you and Daniel won the game of charades. “Maaate! We fucking killed that! I reckon we’re a better team than you and Charles, ey?” He says, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. You rolled your eyes and gave him a hug, shaking your head. The anger on your boyfriend’s face no longer cute and you felt bad. “I think it’s probably time for us to turn in.” You said, walking over to Charles and pulling him up. You slip your arms around his bare waist and lean up to kiss him before turning back to the group. “I had so much fun, it was really nice to meet you all.” You told them genuinely and went around to give quick hugs. Daniel could tell he had taken it too far so a handshake was all that was offered with a knowing look.

You take Charles’ hand and lead him away as you say goodbye to everyone. Once you’re off the yacht you slip your arm around his waist again and turn to face him. Looking up through your lashes you put on your best pouty face, biting your lip slightly. “Tu seras toujours mon partenaire de jeu préféré, mon amour.” You whisper up to him and the smile that cracks on his face at the broken french is enough to get your heart racing.

No more words were shared on your way home, just the constant feeling of Charles’ fingers brushing against any bare skin he could access. That didn’t stop on the way up to his home, barely able to keep his hands off of you to get the keys out of his pocket to let you both inside. Once you were in, you both changed and climbed into bed.

One of your favorite things about Charles was the small whines he’d let out when he wanted something but didn’t want to ask. Most days right before you both went to bed he’d tug your shirt off, or try to at least. If it worked he’d just smile proudly to himself but if it didn’t he’d let out small grunts and wines until you finally caved in. You caved in every time. Tonight wasn’t any different and you suddenly found yourself with your back pressed directly to his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you and resting on your bare stomach. “Plus de nuits de jeux s'il vous plaît.” Is all he whispered into your ear before the both of you drifted off to sleep.

#charles lechair #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #f1 x reader #f1 love #f1 x y/n #daniel ricciardo #lando norris #fanfic

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f1-disaster-bi · 7 months

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Would you ever write Lando and Oscar? If yes, maybe a cute little piece about Oscar being jealous seeing Lando and Carlos on the podium and Singspore and confessing feelings and Lando being reassuring and cute and stuff 🥺

After today I'm in my feels for the papaya boys 🥺

Oscar felt jealous.

He didn't have a right to be jealous as he scrolled through his social media in his drivers room but he was. His feeds were filled with images of Lando and Carlos. Mostly from the podium and post race, but some older, and they made ugly feelings stir depe within him.

Oscar found himself glaring at the pictures, at the way Lando and Carlos looked at each other. The way Carlos touched Lando as if it was a given and not a gift that Lando bestowed a rare few that he trusted. It had taken Oscar weeks to get Lando comfortable with soft touches between them, but Carlos?

Carlos could walk up behind Lando and hug him without the other so much as flinching and Oscar wished that could be him.

He wished he could be the one Lando looked at like that. The person that made him smile the brightest, that got hold his hand and hug him close. Oscar wished for a lot of things, but mostly he wished for Lando to return his feelings.

"What you staring at?"

He'd been so lost in thoughts thar Oscar hadn't even noticed that Lando had come into his room. He'd looked so soft dressed in a loose t-shirt, curls drying and the sweetest smile on his face.

"Nothing", Oscar cleared his throat, locking his phone quickly as Lando walked closer, "Why aren't you out celebrating?"

"Eh, Carlos has his new girl here. I'd rather not watch them make out all night", Lando made a face, sitting on the massage bed beside Oscar, "Rather annoy my teammate who was staring at his phone as if he wanted to kill it, so tell me, what's up?"

Carlos had a girlfriend. It was all Oscar could think as he started to smile slightly at the knowledge.

"I think you just like me too much to go out without me", Oscar teased, ignoring the question as he turned to look at Lando, only ro find the other was already watching him.

There was a dusting of pink across his cheekbones as he chewed on his bottom lip at Oscar's words.

"Yeah, yeah I do like you a little too much"

The confession made Oscar's stomach erupt into butterflies as he looked at Lando with wide eyes before a hand was reaching for his face nervously.

"Can I-?" "Yes!"

Lando barely got a laugh out at how quick Oscar was to answer his question before Oscar's lips were on his as Lando cradled his face softly. The two of them keeping the kiss soft and sweet and shy almost before they pulled apart with matching blushes.

"Thank god you feel the same", Lando giggled, quickly kissing him once more, "I was going insane with how much I wanted to do that"

"I was going insane with jealously over Carlos", Oscar admitted softly, earning more laughter from Lando as arms wrapped around him, pulling him I to a tight hug.

"You don't need to be. I only have eyes for you"

#oscar/lando #lando/oscar #mctwinks #oscardo? lancar? landar?#landoscar

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lando-has-a-cool-cape · 2 years

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Judging Lando's Outfits

10/10 - The classic lando look - contrasting colours, cute lil chunky belt, everybody is jealous of that exquisite fucking cape, except edna mode. You can tell he made his guards coordinate with him.

8/10 - Wearing Han's clothes - this is a very nice detail, they are just bros helping each other out even when one is frozen in carbonite, however i am missing the flamboyance here.

7/10 - Rebellion fit - The cape is back! Though this time slightly more muted. His outfit is more practical in this scene.

4/10 - Undercover at Jabba's - Although i love the details on the breastplate and mask of this outfit, it really doesn't convey any of that flashy Lando charm, so this one unfortunately doesn't score very high.

#star wars #lando calrissian

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httpiastri · 6 months

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you’re enough – ln4

the aftermath of lando’s qualifying session in mexico

genre: comfort, a suggestive mention at the end

pairing: female reader x lando norris

requested: yes! requests are open :)

warnings: uhhh sadness 🤣 and a lil suggestive towards the end

author's note: back at it again with pics that are the exact same vibe as always 😶 anyway. love lando, felt so bad after the last quali but he's such a good boy. <3 im away for handball all weekend so idk how much i'll be able to post (or watch).... have a good day everyone!!

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lando flops down onto the bed with a sigh. you look at him over the book in your hands, watching his tired posture as he pauses for a moment. then, he pulls off his shirt before letting his head crash down onto the pillows. you see from the corner of your eye how he drags a hand through his hair, his gaze pointed straight up in the air, and you reach over to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, squeezing him slightly.

you're about to continue reading, but something feels wrong. the air is thick with tension; it's silent yet so loud. any other day, he would say something, make a joke, tell a funny story, anything. even rip the book out of your hands because he's jealous that it's stealing your attention. but not today.

you insert your bookmark in-between the pages, placing it neatly on the bedside table before turning back to your lover. he hasn't moved an inch, hands resting behind his head as he just stares at the roof.

you've seen him worn out before, and you've been with him through many lows. yet, your heart breaks a little when you see the look of complete exhaustion in his eyes.

he did his best, like he always does. shit happens, life goes up and down, sports are sports. and you know he'll get over it, but it's still so painful to see him like this.

your hand smooths over the skin of his abdomen. "you did what you could," you tell him, an apologetic smile spreading across your lips.

"yeah, but it's still..." he lets out yet another sigh, shaking his head slightly. "not enough."

"but you are enough," you give him a squeeze right above his hip and he shuts his eyes in response. "and you'll go out there tomorrow and perform, just like you always do. it doesn't matter what position you start on, you're always great."

this must be his hundredth sigh of the evening, but you don't blame him. he's under so much pressure these days; all of a sudden having a car capable of competing for podium placements means that every single mistake, his or the team's, can feel devastating. he's always been hard on himself, and you do your best to help him remember how well he is doing, but lando insists that his attitude is what's made him come so far in his career.

you give him a little tap, making him open his eyes again. "tell me i'm right," you order.

he takes a deep breath before obliging. "you're right."

"i always am, aren't i?" it's easy to tell that he isn't really in the mood for jokes, and you don't force him. however, you lean down to press your lips to his forehead and he feels your touch linger for a few moments when you speak again. "you're the best. my favorite boy. i'm so proud of you, always."

"thank you." he isn't usually very expressive when he's like this, so even just those two words are more than enough.

"is there anything i can do for you?" your thumb swipes across the hem of his boxers, dipping just below the edge as you innocently bat your eyes down at him.

and at last, he smiles. that cute little grin that you adore so much is finally plastered on his face again.

his eyes flutter closed as he shakes his head, taking his bottom lip between his teeth like he always does when he doesn't want the smile to grow too big. he gets the hint, and as much as he would love to take you up on your offer, it's not what he wants right now. "come here," he says, one hand landing on your cheek as he looks at you again. he guides you down to his lips, giving you a few quick kisses before his other hand reaches your hip, pulling your body to his.

you adjust to straddle his lap, placing one hand on each side of his head and thinking for a moment. "how about we go one round for every point you score tomorrow, hm?"

"deal."

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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 2 months

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I don't now if your done one like this but could you do one with like Lando and Zak Brown's daughter? Like there sneaking around but everyone just knows and finds it cute?

Also your writing is just AMAZING 👏

Not Very Discreet - LN

No part 2 requests please

Y/n Brown has joked publicly about her dad loving Lando more than he loves her. Joked but she also meant it quite seriously.

"Y/n, are you on babysitting duty for Lando? Or are you getting in the karts with us?" George jokes as they make a 2019 rookies video and he spots y/n dressed in a red and black karting suit.

"Actually the team is all karting together, I was invited to join in." Y/n smiles while George nods then flicks his gaze to Lando who looks like he might be containing the urge to throw a fist at the fellow Brits face.

"Is that you camera she's stolen there mate?" George questions making Lando look at y/n.

"She's keeping it safe. I hardly trust myself to have it, you'd probably smash it." Lando states trying to continue as if no one has caught onto the relationship.

Most of the drivers suspect even Zak knows but won't say anything on it because he's just letting them get on with it and move at whatever pace they are happy with.

Y/n stays out the way, trying not to end up in any shots or be a distraction to Lando. Though every time she glances up at him, he's catching her gaze for a moment before redirecting his attention.

Eventually they finish up and Alex and George take off while Lando sticks around smiling as he steals a kiss that she's definitely not expecting.

"Oh-Lando. The team is going to be here any second." Y/n gasps gently stepping back from him while he looks slightly saddened from her withdrawal from him. She does manage a weak smile and handing his camera back to him. "Ready to watch me destroy the team?"

"So long as you beat Oscar." Lando shrugs while she smiles more brightly at him.

"Get some good pictures of it?"

Feeling jealous about y/n isn't fair, but it is exactly what's going on with her and Oscar being so close is sparking some fire in his chest and a new urge to absolutely wreck Oscar in.

But when Zak appears, he distracts Lando from his focus of trying to shoot lasers from his eyes to his teammate.

"Y/n, sweetheart. We're getting going. Are you coming back with me or getting a lift?" Zak asks making y/n turn from where she's been laughing with Oscar and a couple of the others.

"You want to give me a lift?" Y/n questions since despite her constant presence, Zak rarely remembers to actually pay enough attention to her. Though she can drive and she often just gets a ride with someone within the team, 100% of the time it's Lando.

"You are my daughter."

"You never usually offer." Y/n hums before narrowing her eyes as if to sus the man out. "Am I in trouble?"

"No. You're not in trouble, why would you be in trouble?" Zak laughs looking at Lando who just shrugs. Though he knows the exact reason she is so untrusting, Zak is somewhat inconsistent as a parent and his attention to his daughter comes and goes like he's on a merry-go-round.

"I'm getting a lift...but thank you."

"Alright, no problem. Well I'm heading out. We will have lunch tomorrow instead." Zak states opening his arms and making the young woman smile lightly as she accept the hug from him. "Be good, if you're getting a lift from Lando again don't encourage him over the speed limit."

"You act like I'm the bad influence."

"You are." Both Lando and Zak laugh while she looks at Lando as if he just betrayed her.

"Alright, I'm going back to Oscar. He's nicer than the two of you. Get back safely, dad. don't go speeding over the limit."

Zak does take off and the team seems to clear out leaving Lando to head over to the unit to change out of his fireproofs and racing suit.

"Um, I'm going to get this suit off and I'll catch up." Y/n smiles earning a small nod and for a moment he leans in but quickly catches himself, moving back and jogging off.

Y/n sighs saying bye to the rest of the team and returning the karting suit before she heads off, texting Lando that she'll meet him in the car park because there's no point in walking all the way back to the paddock just to walk back to the car park.

"Hey, baby." Lando smiles then kissing the young woman with no thought. Sometimes he just doesn't care to hide it. "Are you ok?"

"Better than ok."

Y/n and Lando walking through the paddock, is caught in the background of a Sky segment with Will Buxton and of course, despite the two not stopping. Y/n does give Will a polite wave.

"There's Lando Norris and Y/n Brown, Zak Brown's daughter. Those two are always glued at the hip." Will comments making Laura hum with an expression that is almost telling something without saying a word. "Something to say?"

"No. Nope."

Y/n is actually in team uniform today, always liking to dress as part of the team when it comes to being there with them all. Lando does think it's sometimes a little more so she can blend in and be closer to him without it looking suspicious.

"I like Bahrain." Y/n comments suddenly making Lando look at her for a moment.

"You like Bahrain?"

"Yeah, we've got all the series here. It kicks off the season perfectly." Y/n explains while looking at his helmet and tracing the blobby shapes with her finger. "I'm going to be watching that Kimi kid...if he's good enough that they weren't willing to cater to Lewis' contract demands."

"You are a menace. Watching Kimi just so you can know if it was worth losing Lewis."

Y/n grins before he looks at her a moment, his eyes looking heavy on her. An expression she's almost too familiar with, it's the same expression he makes when he wants to kiss her but obviously he's not going to.

"I'm surprised your dad hasn't clocked you for a job on the team."

"Don't they say to never mix family and business."

"Family businesses aren't supported by you then?" Lando teases earning a sigh from the young woman.

"More like my dad complicates things unnecessarily. I think if I worked for him, he'd just...put me in a permanent headache." Y/n states then smiling. "I know you have stuff to do, so I'm going to go watch the babies in cars."

"Babies in cares?-F3. Right, have fun." Lando nods while she grins and takes off blowing him a kiss which isn't even halfway to what he really wants.

"Alright, mate. Let's get to work." Will states earning the F1 drivers attention.

Y/n ended up not only getting lunch with her dad but got dinner then messaged Lando that she was going back to the hotel with her dad because apparently Zak "just had to spend time more time with her before the season really picked up".

By the time Lando gets back to the hotel, he puffs out a breath only to find Y/n is lying back in the bed, unexpectedly half-naked.

"Y/n, baby...if you're trying to request sex. I hate to say I'm too tired but please don't-"

"I'm sweating, and I think my dad thinks I've lost weight. He wouldn't let me leave without finishing like a 5 course meal." Y/n groans rubbing her stomach which is looking slightly bloated. "You looked good out there in practices."

"We have a lot to work on really." Lando shrugs earning a small smile from the young woman before he strips down to his own underwear and lies with her, smiling when she shifts to cuddle into him while seeming to be careful of not pressing on her stomach. "How was lunch and dinner with your dad?"

"It wasn't bad. He's trying...I know." Y/n states while Lando and shifts kissing the top of her head while she lies her head on his chest. "I think he knows."

"I'm beginning to think a lot of people know." Lando laughs making her look up at him. "We're not exactly the more subtle."

"WE? You're the one who gets jealous the moment I laugh at another man." Y/n giggles before she groans and rolls away from him. "Ugghhh...this is awful."

"Food baby?"

"Huge food baby!" Y/n groans as Lando sits up and looks at her for a moment. "So should we just stop hiding it?"

"I never wanted to hide it. I only did because you wanted to." Lando states since he would've happily been gatekeeping y/n from the entire paddock if he could.

"Alright, no more hiding...I hope I'm right about my dad or this could have a very different outcome." Y/n smiles while Lando hums and kisses her softly.

There's a sense of relief for Lando as they walk into the paddock and y/n's hand is gripping his own with a cripplingly tight hold.

"Relax, baby." Lando soothes pulling her hand up to gently squeeze it between both of his own. "Don't worry."

"I'm not worried." Y/n lies before finally smiling when Lando stares at the side of her face. "I'm good. I promise."

Zak obviously knows about Y/n and Lando, and as bad or risky as it sounds he thinks the two are great. But not only because he has nothing he can hold against Lando and nothing he can hold against his own daughter. But also he thinks it's going to look great in the media, always a business-minded man.

"Well, look at the two of you, you seem very happy." Zak comments earning an eye roll from his daughter and a grin from his driver, though y/n is somewhat trying to hide a smile.

"That's all you have to say about it?"

"Well, if you've been better at hiding it then maybe I'd have more to say." Zak chuckles earning a hum. "Don't worry sweetheart, you did your part to hide it. It was Lando who gave it away."

"I know." Y/n sighs then looking at Lando. "You're the worst at hiding jealousy."

"It's true." Zak confirms while Lando rolls his eyes. "Anyway, so long as you're not getting in the way or causing trouble together. Then I don't see any problem."

"Ok, well this was fun. I'm sure you've got some stuff to do." Y/n hums while trying to walk around her dad.

"Alright, be good to him, y/n." Zak jokes earning a grin from Lando while y/n's jaw drops at the fact he didn't jump to say that Lando should be good to her. "I'm joking. Lando, be good to her or we'll have to relook at your contract."

Y/n laughs when Lando places a hand to his chest in mock offence before pushing y/n into the unit.

"You think he'd be so happy about how good I am to you if he heard how you scream my name?" Lando asks making her gasp and turn her head.

"Behave."

"No, I definitely don't have to behave anymore."

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pastelghost1q · 8 months

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Oscar piastri x reader

Warning:,nothing,just sweet and cringe

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He looked at his new assistant, talking with his driving partner and he couldn’t help but feel jealousy at how happy she seemed with Lando. He wanted her to be happy with him.He couldn’t help but feel insecure about himself as she always seemed to be by Lando’s side, but he knew he just had to push those feeling of jealousy away.

He just wanted to try and make her happy, even if it wasn’t with him. He was afraid if he showed insecurities, she would be pushed away, so he tried to hide them the best he could. He wanted to be the source of her happiness, instead of being jealous that she was happiest with Lando. Even as he felt insecure, he couldn’t hate Lando for being the source of her happiness. He truly was his best friend, and he loved him like a brother. But even if he couldn’t hate Lando, he still desired to be the source of her happiness. He continued to try and hide his insecurities from her, knowing that if she knew about them, she might leave him for Lando instead.In fact, it made him hate himself. He hated the fact that he couldn’t bring her the happiness she felt around Lando, and he hated the fact that he might have even been holding her back from being truly happy. He couldn’t stand being a source of sadness and jealously for her, so he decided to keep his insecurities from her.

He knew he had to, if he didn’t want to lose her. He took a moment to breathe and remember why he fell in love with her in the first place. It wasn’t just her beauty and cuteness, it was her personality too. The way she smiled at him always made him melt, the way she laughed made him feel at home, and the way she was always there for him, no matter what happened. He decided to walk over to find her, and when he did, she was standing with Lando, talking and laughing together. She quickly spotted him waving happyly at him smiling widely as she did so.Seeing her smile made his heart skip a beat. He waved back and approached her, still feeling a little insecure watching her laugh and smile with Lando.

She stopped laughing looking at Oscar nou smiling sweetly at him slightly "Hi Oscar" she softly spoke smiling sweetly at him “Hi…” He replied, slightly nervous but happy when she called his name and smiled at him.

He didn’t really know what to say next, so he just smiled and tried to hide his insecurities, afraid he might be ruining this moment between them with jealousy or other negative emotions."so how's it going?" She softly spoke smiling sweetly at him,He was surprised that she was asking after him, and suddenly felt like she wasn’t actually more interested in the other driver in the team. Maybe he was wrong all along, and she was more interested in him? His insecurities were slowly going away, and he tried to hide his blush as he spoke. “It’s going fine… how about you?” He smiled slightly. His voice was soft, but his words were kind, almost as if he was trying to be perfect just for her. She gently smiled back "it's going good" she softly spoke as her voice souned so Angelic and gentle "so what are you up to lately?" She softly spoke. He was really happy that she was showing interest in him, but he still wasn’t sure how much he could reveal of his insecurities.

He tried to think what to say next, and decided to just talk about what he’s been up to, just in case she could read his mind and discover his insecurities. “Oh, I’ve just been preparing for next weekend’s race. What about you?” He smiled slightly."not doing much but yeah" she softly chuckled smiling her sweetest smile.“Can I just… ask you about something?” He looked a little nervous as he spoke, as if his insecurities were trying to creep back in as he spoke."sure what is it Oscar?" She gently spoke smiling slightly at him slightly worried what he'll say.He took a moment to build up the courage for what he was about to say, and then began speaking. “It’s… just that… I’m a little jealous of how much you laugh with Lando.” He paused, not sure how to continue, but tried to continue, knowing how much he wanted to get this off his chest.She softly frowned slightly nodding her head slowly. She moved her hand up to his shoulder caressing it gently"I'm sorry I made you feel left out" she softly spoke feeling a rush of slight guilt washing over her. "It's not your fault I jus, nevermind" he quickly spoke letting his word slide slightly looking down at the ground . She slipped her hands on to his cheek cupping it gently moving his face so he was looking at her again.

"Oscar look at me, do you like me?" She spoke smirking slightly at him softly caressing his cheeks as she steard into his eyes. A slight blush creeped onto his cheeks placing his hands on her stearing back into her eyes "so what if I do?" He slipped his hand away and on to her waist pulling her a little closer to him. "I wouldn't mind" she softly chuckled kissing him softly on his lips for a short while then pulling away slowly as her hands were still placed on his cheeks.

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iwastemytimereading · 3 years

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Lando saw Carlos and Charles bonding and went 'Well guess what, I have a new teammate too this year Carlos!' and we love him for that

#Jealous smol baby #for legal reasons this is a joke #sorry not sorry #I had to ok #Slightly jealous Lando is a cute Lando #f1 #lando norris #carlos sainz junior #carlando #mclaren #daniel ricciardo

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bwoahtastic · 3 years

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The omegas would get slightly jealous that Lance gets to be with Roscoe all of the time and when they get more comfortable with their alphas they start asking them for a dog as well.

I'm sorry but Lando begging for a dog and Max and Dan having to say no to him but he sits there with bottom lip wobbling and tears in his eyes and the two of them having to stay strong and not give in. Lewis allows Lando to have Roscoe for the weekend or something to show how hard it is to look after a dog. Lando doesn't want to go outside alone to take Roscoe for a walk and that's what changes his mind. He'll beg for a hamster or cat or even a fish after that though. Maybe a monkey too.

Omg yess

Lando would beg for a dog and really use those cute puppy eyes to convince Max and Dan, but they know it's not a good idea.

Lando would be so disheartened when Roscoe is there and he realises he doesn't even dare to walk Roscoe on his own and he would just be so sad by it. Lando just crawling on the sofa and cuddling into Max and just apologising for continuously asking for a dog while he is clearly unfit to own a pet and Max just cuddles him and shares a look with Dan before telling him that maybe they could find another pet for him.

And I can see Lando either really getting into fish and having his own fish tank he is obsessed with, or Max and Dan taking him to the shelter to see kittens and they come back with an old stray cat who is a bit of a dick but who loves Lando ndjcjd

#asks #arranged au

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ascarimo · 4 years

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Falling Stars - [Lando Norris]

Requested on Wattpad (my @ is curvaparabolica)

WORDCOUNT: 842

"Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?".

When you were still awake at two a.m, you didn't have to hesitate if Lando was still awake too. The sounds of him playing a videogame in the room next to you was clearly audible. You and Lando were best friend's for as long as you could remember. When you started studying in London last year, Lando immediately offered that you could live with him and you could pay a small part of the rent. That way he wouldn't be alone during the days he spend in London between the races. This obviously was a much cheaper and much more fun option, so you were Lando's roommate too for about a year now. You were in your own room, on your bed while holding your phone with an article about a meteor shower on your screen. Apparently tonight was a Perseid shower, in which small dust particles come in contact with the atmosphere and show the falling meteors, or falling stars. You were curious if it was visible and you were staring out of the window already, but the glass blocked your view and it would be better to go outside now.

You got out of bed and made your way to Lando's room, knocking on the door before coming in. You automatically smiled when you heard him laughing loudly. Lando briefly looked over his shoulder. "Oh, hey, Y/N". He beamed before turning his back to the screen. "I wanted to ask something". You said, standing aside so you wouldn't be in the view if he was streaming too. "Sure". Lando paused his game and looked up at you. "There's a meteor shower happening in the milky way. Do you want to come outside with me to watch them?". You asked and Lando let out a chuckle as his heart clenched at how cute your question was. "Of course". He didn't hesitate to close the game and switch his computer off right away, smiling as he heard you giggle with excitement while you walked downstairs. Lando followed you outside, pushing his feet into some slippers. You put your phone in the pocket of your hoodie and you plopped down in the grass to look up at the sky. "So, what are we supposed to see?". Lando asked and he sat down next to you.

"Falling stars basically". You explained, leaning back on your hands. It was silent while you both looked at the sky and you soon laid yourself into the grass. Lando looked at you with a smile and he laid back too. You were close together, shoulders touching as you both had your hands folded together over your bellies. "There!". You pointed out, seeing one leaving a glittery trail in the sky. "Did you see it?". You asked when you looked sideways at him. "I did". He smiled, still having his eyes on your face as it beamed with excitement when you gazed back at the universe all the way up there. Lando saw more and more stars the longer he looked up and it struck him how bright the moon was this night. "Y/N?". He asked and turned to his side, propping himself up on his elbow. "Mhm?". You hummed. "Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?". Your eyes shot back to him and you sat up slightly to his face better, making sure he wasn't just joking. "I think it should be jealous". Lando continued, his bright eyes still gazing at you.

He sat up a little too, so your faces were at the same height. "Have you made a wish already?". You asked, smiling shyly when thinking about all the same stars. "I have". Lando smiled back at you. "I wished that you'd kiss me tonight, under the meteor shower". He grinned slightly and it made you laugh, however your laughter died down when you looked back at him. And as if you were in a movie, his hand reached to caress your face and you leaned in to kiss him. You never thought that the day you'd kiss Lando would ever come, yet here it was. Lando held you close so he could peck your lips a couple times. Your first kiss with him was sweet, perfect, better than everything in the world at the moment, even better than the falling stars. You and Lando smiled at each other, giggling softly as you were both giddy about your first kiss. Lando pulled you close when you laid back down on the grass again, staring up at the sparkling milky way. You rested your head partly on his chest, where you spend the rest of the night. Every time another star fell, he wished for you to kiss him again. And every time his wish was granted.

#landonorris #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris one shot #lando norris blurb #lando norris imagine #F1 one shot #formula one one shot #f1 imagine

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