#lando yeswins

[thyln4gf]

Cheri cheri lady

✞ Watching you on the top step of the podium for the first time, while still in your rookie year... It all tasted a little bitter for Lando, but he wasnt complaining too much... he did get the best view out of them all - right from p2.

✞ Word count - 808

✞ I have synesthesia! Heres 5 songs that I associate with this fic - "american jesus" - Nessa Barrett, "heavy metal lover" - Lady Gaga, "flawless" - The Neighbourhood, "take me back to eden" - Sleep Token, "hall of fame" - The Script. Note - i do have a whole playlist. Ask if you want it.

✞ Warnings - none, I guess. A lot of fluffy shite. Slightly suggestive. A short little blurb inspired by Landos first win<3 Gg, my boy.

✞ Lando Norris x Mercedes!Reader

The sound of a crowd yelling someone elses name annoyed him till no end - it reminded him of the fact that he hasnt won yet, and that hes currently holding a pretty sad record - the highest number of podiums without a win. That, until it came to you - it immediately became something that he wanted to hear over and over. It was almost as sweet as the champagne swirling down his body, the sun kissing his face, or the sweet, sweet sound of an anthem that wasnt the dutch one.

It all started at the beginning of the season, really. He was intimidated by you at first, just a little - for the first quali of the season, your rookie season, you had already grabbed the pole. But, quickly enough, he found himself getting more and more curious about you. He would ask you about the weather, or about the ridiculous activities the media admins made you do - to "see if it matched his". It was far from enough for him though - he wanted to know everything about you. How do you like your waffles? He wanted to ask you about that. He wanted to ask you about breakfast and honey. Sunlight. Do you like strawberry smoothies? What was the name of your childhood cat? Do you have any scars?

There were so many things he wanted to say, but didnt know how to. Thats why he spent quite a bit of his time quietly observing you. He felt as if you were just a mere result of his imagination - one touch, just one taste - and youd disappear.

His newly found obsession, however, was watching the wide grin fighting for its place on your face. You were stood on that step, taking up the space that you deserved oh so much. He was a little jealous of the success that you found yourself in so soon, but he couldnt peel his eyes away from you - the way you were stood there, proud. The golden hour danced on your face, making the sweat drenched features pop out. Just like him, the sun seemed to enjoy your eyes - they looked like the shiniest gems you could find.

The champagne celebration rolled around. He was already giggling, looking forward to absolutely drowning you in the sticky, sweet, liquid luck. He looked at Daniel on the other side, the English anthem for Mercedes coming to an end. They both wiggled their eyebrows at each other, seemingly getting the exact same idea, and locking it in.

They could have planned all they wanted, honestly - but you were just quicker. You jumped off the step quickly, it almost looked like you were flying. To Landos surprise, you didnt go for your usual move. Instead, you seemed to use his - the famous champagne floor smash. He was so pleasantly surprised that he didnt even register a stream of the beverage aimed right into the centre of his face. Wiping the champagne from his eyes, he saw your wide grin - and Daniel getting the back of your head. You shrieked - and it wasnt from the surprise, he knew. You washed your hair just this morning.

As much as he would have wanted that scene to last forever... Like all good things, it quickly came to an end. But that meant that he got to stand by your side for the photo - and it made him nervous, almost like a young, teenage boy, whos crush went to the same school.

He was nervous. Oh, so nervous. He was a little scared of messing something up, taking great measures to avoid exactly that. He did end up on the wrong side of the step, somehow. He didnt even notice, but thats until he felt your hands on his waist, gently gripping onto the material of his suit.

"Youre in the wrong spot, darling." You had murmured into his ear, gently guiding him to where you wanted him. A smirk was so evident in your tone, even if he wasnt looking at your face.

The hands.

The. Gentle. Fucking. Hands.

His stomach quickly got filled with a ton of butterflies, his brain shortcircuiting. He would have frozen in the spot, if the circumstances had allowed him. And he did, at first - was given a slap to the back of his head by Daniel quickly enough to not be noticed, though. Or, thats what he thought - people were talking about it already, and it would continue for days. If not weeks. And not even the fact that you just casually moved him, just like that. Not the placement of your hands - but the fact that he could be seen blushing, all shy, like a little girl.

Despite it not being his victory, it was his favourite podium of all time already. But, who knew. Maybe the next one was gonna be his?

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 fanart #formula one fanart #fanfiction #formula one fanfics #lando norris #f1 x reader #lando norris fanfic #daniel ricciardo #lando norris x you #lando norris imagine #lando fanart #lando norris x reader #lando x reader #lando yeswins #this is just a silly post

[aquamarinemoonlit]

LANDO HAS LANDED

#LANDO FIRST WIN #lando yeswins #lando norris #miami gp 2024 #formula 1 #formula racing #f1 drivers #formula one #f1 #mclaren

[stariightjoyy]

LANDO WINS THE MIAMI GRAND PRIX

Lando finished the race ahead from Verstappen and also got the Driver if the Day!! The day we've been waiting for has finally happened!! Oscar unfortunately had a collision with Sainz which made him drop to P13 he also had the fastest lap for this race. Nonetheless, this race is one of the exciting and nerve wrecking this season. Hopefully we'll have more races like this in the future. Lando and Oscar you both did well today!

#mclaren #lando norris #oscar piastri #op81 #ln4 #papaya 🧡🧡🧡 #f1 #formula 1 #lando #miami grand prix #miami gp 2024 #LANDO YESWINS #LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

[arkhammaid]

lando nowins is officially dead, hello lando yeswin :)

#miami gp 2024 #lando norris #can't believe i missed this race i will definitely rewatch #anne talks: about f1

[alex-albon-official]

Holding out for Lando Nowins to become Lando Yeswins 😔✊

#formula one #formula 1 #f1 #lando norris #miami gp 2024 #miami 2024

[butterflyintochains]

The Grid's Royal Family

With the 2024 title wrapped up in Sao Paolo, Max flies home to Monaco to become a father. The Paddock's King and his Queen-Consort are on the verge of having their little family.

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Max and Charles run for the plane as soon as they're parked at the airport. Both men on the verge of becoming a father and uncle in a few days' time. Charles is equal parts thrilled and terrified for his sister, she's come so far in this pregnancy with no anxiety, so he's worried it'll all come to the surface again. On Max's part, the excitement is dizzying, the love of his life is having their twins. He might be a four-time world champion, but husband and father will be his magnum opus. The pilot ushers them onto the plane, and they take off for home. Max gets on the phone to Stefanie, who has all but moved in lately. ''Steffi, are you awake?''

Stefanie says. ''Yeah, I'm making Julia some breakfast in bed, where are you guys?''

Charles informs her. ''In the air over the ocean, we should be home by evening your time. How is she? How are they?''

Stefanie says, assuring the concerned brother and husband alike. ''She's doing great, I have no idea how she's doing it to be honest. The cubs are in perfect health, doctor said they're almost in position. Could be any day now.''

They hang up, and get to answering texts in the Grid's group chat, seems like half the grid are going to be in Monaco to meet the cubs.

Lando Yeswins: Osc and I are plane sharing w/ Carlos and Logan rn, have we missed anything? SuperMax: No, you're good, Julia's asleep, she and the cubs are doing well. Predestinato: Steffi is with her. Albono: With George, Pierre, and Mick, the babies are still on board, yeah? SuperMax: Yeah, could be any day. Pastry: Can't believe they're almost here, our very own prince and princess. Predestinato: Where are the elders, Lance, Zhou, and Yuki? Smooth Operator: Flying in tomorrow, Mohammed made us stagger our flights for safety reasons.

The flight seems to last forever, but they eventually land in Marseille, and take a helicopter to Monaco. ''Welcome home, Mr Verstappen and Mr Leclerc.'' Their driver says as they drive to the house. Max and Julia moved over summer into a proper house near the north border, with loads of room for them and the babies. Lando was devastated to be losing his big brother and sister as neighbours. In all, the drive is quick, and they head inside. Security buzz them in, Mohammed insisted on that too, no harm shall come to the First Family of F1. ''Steffi, how is she?'' Charles asks his sister's best friend. Stefanie assures them both. ''She's doing well, come and see her.'' They go through to the living room, Juliette looks almost ethereal, dressed in soft white clothes, reading a book by the window. ''Hello, schatje.'' Max kneels down to kiss her lips, Juliette directs his hand to her belly. ''Hello, mon vainqueur.''

Charles kisses his sister's forehead. ''Excited, papillon?'' Juliette nods, her face serene amidst the storm. ''Yeah, I am. Can't wait to see who these two look like.''

Max says. ''Our princess will have her maman's ethereal beauty, I know that for sure.''

Juliette says, voice soft with love. ''Our prince will have his papa's Dutch handsome genes, gorgeous eyes and all.'' The rest pour in, and are astonished at how unchanged Julia is, by her face, you'd never guess she was carrying two babies. She's nearly saint-like in expression. Stefanie says to Mick. ''I have no idea how she's been staying this calm, if I was nine months pregnant, I'd be all over the place.''

Mick laughs. ''I guess she's just happy to be having babies with her soulmate.''

Oscar asks, pressing his luck. ''Who are their godparents, guys?'' Max smiles, and reminds him. ''We told you, Osc, we aren't having godparents. You're all their godparents.''

Lando braves asking. ''It's me, right?''

Juliette chuckles, and returns to her reading. ''Nice try, Lan.'' Lando faux sulks. ''Worth a try.''

The family cook dinner, and sit around the living room eating. Juliette puts the race highlights on, Sassy curled up on her lap, Jimmy on Max's shoulder. Luna curls up at her mother's feet. On screen, Max crosses the finish line a full fifteen seconds ahead of Charles in second, and seventeen seconds ahead of Carlos in third. ''That was number four, yeah?'' Juliette asks.

Max nods, and says. ''Your husband is a four-time world champion.'' Juliette says to her husband. ''Good, I'm proud of you.'' Max leans over to kiss her lips. ''That's the goal, schatje.''

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A couple of slow, but edgy, days pass. Juliette is still very much the serene and saint-like mother-to-be, and no one knows how the hell she's been able to keep so calm. Max is also unusually chilled out, he's days away from having twins, he's tied Sebastian, and he's inherited his wife's serenity. Stefanie, Charles, Alexandra, and Mick are using the guest rooms. Juliette watches Mick help with breakfast on the last morning before her due date. He looks so much like his dad. He's making easy conversation with Stefanie, which she tries to ignore. ''You alright, liefje?'' Max asks her, handing her some tea. Juliette nods, and says to her husband. ''I think Steffi and Mick like each other.''

Max chuckles, and kisses her head. ''That'd be nice, have your best friend in the paddock with us more often.''

Alex asks her sister-in-law. ''Julia, can I ask you something?'' Juliette digs into her breakfast, feeling the twins shift inside her. ''Yeah, of course.''

Alex asks. ''How are you being so calm through all this? I admire you for it, but still, you're having twins!'' Juliette laughs, and sips her tea, she says. ''I don't know, Alex, it's just... happened. You'll understand when it's your turn.''

Charles' eyes bug out of his head. ''One pregnancy at a time, please!'' They finish breakfast, and relax with some race highlights in the living room. Juliette feels something painful within herself, she puts her hand on her belly, Max asks her. ''Is it time, love?''

Juliette rides what she now knows to be a contraction. ''I think so, darling.'' He helps her up from the sofa, into her shoes, and into her beloved Renault. Stefanie loads their bags in, and kisses her best friend's cheek. ''We'll be over once you've had them.''

Max says, buckling up. ''Take care of the cats and Luna.'' They drive down to the hospital, they check in, and Max wheels his wife to their room. Max gets her settled in, and lovingly braids her hair as Victoria showed him. ''We're doing this, amour, this is actually happening.'' Juliette says.

Max kisses her, taking her mind off of the contractions. ''We're doing this.''

The doctors come in to give her the epidural, and get her hooked up to the machines. The main doctor, a kind looking man in his early fifties, surveys her. ''Mon dieu, Mrs Verstappen, were you aware you're already five centimeters dilated? And that your waters have broken?'' Juliette and Max just laugh, she says, not surprised in the slightest. ''No, but it wouldn't surprise me.''

Nurse Adella asks, taking notes. ''Oh? How come?''

Max says, already proud of his children. ''We're Verstappens, speed is in our blood.''

Doctor Beliveau laughs. ''True enough, sir.'' The medical team keep on with their checks, and leave her to relax. This could be a couple of hours yet, so they'll need to be patient. Max updates the family in the group chat while his wife reads.

SuperMax: Well, it's happening, they're coming. Five cm dilated, should be later this afternoon. SchumiJr: We're getting the house tidied, give Jewel our love. Smooth Operator: God, this feels real now, they're really coming. LogieBear: Keep us posted. HoneyBadger: Daniel and Daniella are finally on their way!! SuperMax: We're not naming them after you, Danny. Lando Yeswins: What are you naming them, then? SuperMax: That's a secret.

The doctor comes back to check her over after a couple of hours, and says. ''That's nine centimeters, Mrs Verstappen. Shouldn't be long, how do you feel?''

Juliette says. ''Strangely not too bad, more excited than anything else.''

Max asks. ''How much longer?''

Dr Beliveau says. ''Thirty minutes to an hour at most.'' He adds the notes to her file, and goes to consult with the rest of the medical team. Juliette shifts in the bed, and says to Max. ''Wonder if any of them are on the way down.''

Max sits on the bed next to her. ''Charles and Alexandra will be, so will Arthur, Enzo, and your mum.'' He kisses her forehead, and muses to her. ''Which do you think is coming first? Our son or daughter?'' Juliette laughs. ''Well, if our son is anything like his papa, he'll be the first one out.''

They get their answer pretty soon, Dr Beliveau noticing one of the twins crowning. Juliette is given the orders to begin pushing. Max holds her tight, counting her in. ''Just a few more, Julia.'' Max promises her. She bears down, bottoms out, and hears soft crying. ''Which one?''

Dr Beliveau says. ''A very healthy baby boy, Mr and Mrs Verstappen.'' Their son is cleaned, and checked, before being placed on his mother's chest. ''Bonjour, mon chou.'' Juliette says. Max leans down to kiss his son. ''Hello, little man.'' She's able to kiss and feed him, and hand him over to Max before the second part begins. This one is easier, Max places their son in his crib, and holds her close. ''One more push, Mrs Verstappen.'' The doctor says, Juliette bears down, giving one last push, and feels the release. ''A very healthy baby girl, Mr and Mrs Verstappen.'' After she's cleaned and checked, she's given to her mother for a feed. ''Bonjour aussi, mon fleur.'' Juliette says to their daughter, kissing her on the head. Max, holding their son, kisses their daughter, and says. ''Hello, princess.''

Juliette says, drying her eyes. ''They're here, Max! We're The Verstappens!''

Max leans over to kiss her on the lips. ''We're the Verstappens.'' He says to the twins. ''Your maman is a CEO and a scary good artist.'' Juliette adds. ''And your papa is the best driver ever.'' After Juliette is tended to. The nurses get a photo, and the couple sign the birth certificates. Then, it's rest and recovery time.

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The next day, the family begin visiting. Max is holding their daughter when Charles and Alexandra stop in. Juliette is fawning over their son. Charles is in awe of his sister and brother-in-law. The anxiety riddled Juliette is dead, Max killed her, and the twins buried her. Max, not one week off of winning the world championship, is now in full dad-mode. ''Hi, papillon.''

Juliette beams, still radiating serenity. ''Hi, Charlie.'' She goes back to fawning over the boy. Max looks up from their daughter. ''Hi, guys.'' Alexandra sits down by the window. ''Hi, how is everyone?'' Juliette says, speaking softly. ''We're all okay, a bit tired, but these two are worth it.''

Charles asks. ''What are their names going to be? Surely not Daniel and Daniella?''

Max chuckles. ''No, God, no. Typical Daniel to suggest it, though. Our son is; Emilian Victor Verstappen.''

Juliette adds. ''Our daughter is; Estelle Grace Verstappen.'' Alexandra gushes, with a beaming smile for her sister and brother. ''Emilian and Estelle, such perfect names!''

Charles asks his sister. ''Grace, like Princess Grace? And Victor because his dad's a champion?''

Juliette happily nods. ''Yeah, cool, huh?'' Max moves over to sit on the bed with his wife. ''We couldn't use Sophie for our daughter, Vicky already called her daughter that.'' He explains. Juliette adds, breaking off some chocolate for herself. ''And, we're saving Herve, Anthoine, and Jules for you.''

Max finishes off. ''Emilian and Estelle was a given, though.'' Charles and Alexandra update them both on happenings in the outside world. Then, head home to give the new family space.

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Max and Juliette are allowed to bring the twins home the following day, They load up the car, and get going home. Max drives them up the road to a very familiar church. Juliette softly jokes from the back of the car. ''No heroics into Sainte Devote, mon vainqueur.''

Max chuckles, keeping his eyes on the road. ''Got it, schatje.'' In time, they arrive home. Max grabs Emilian's car seat, and helps Juliette out of the car, she grabs Estelle's car seat, and they head inside. There's an afternoon tea set up for them in the living room. ''Welcome home, guys.'' Lando says.

Juliette smiles, hugging her friend with her free arm. ''Thanks, Lan.'' She goes to sit down on the sofa, taking tiny Estelle out of her carseat. Max does the same with Emilian. ''There they are! They're gorgeous, guys.'' Oscar gushes.

Alex nods, taking Julia's armchair. ''You two have made two beautiful babies.''

Daniel asks, putting some food and tea in front of them. ''Did you take my name suggestions?'' Juliette occupies herself with a lion cupcake, letting her husband handle this one. ''No, Danny, sorry. This is Emilian, and Julia is holding Estelle.'' Max says.

Lily says, beaming ear to ear. ''Such perfect names. What are their middle names?''

Juliette says. ''Victor and Grace.''

Max says to Checo. ''Checo, we know your younger son is called Emilio, and we hope you don't feel offended by us using a similar name.''

Checo assures the younger Red Bull couple. ''They're cousins, Max, I think they'll be happy to have similar names. Besides, Emilian is your middle name, no?'' Juliette drinks some of her tea, and smiles at her husband's teammate. ''That's what I said back in July, thank you, Checo.''

Lorenzo sits on the arm of the sofa next to his little sister, though she's not so little anymore, owning a business, married to her soulmate, and now a mother of twins. ''Papa would be so proud of you, papillon. As am I.''

Juliette smiles up at her oldest brother. ''I'd hope so, Enzo, I saved his name for Charles.''

That night, after a feed for each of them, the couple finally get to put their little ones down for their first night at home. They head to bed themselves, Max says. ''I have no idea what to do about Vegas.'' Juliette says. ''I think you should go, Max. Remember, I designed your suit and helmet? I'd hate to see those designs go to waste.'' Max asks his wife. ''What about you and the twins?''

Juliette says. ''My maman said she'd help us if we needed her, I'll call her in.'' She adds. ''Besides, you'll be gone three days, I'm sure someone can handle your media duties.'' They kiss, exhausted in all the best ways, and fall asleep together.

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maxverstappen1:

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maxverstappen1: How it started -> how it's going. In four years, I've gained everything I could ever dream of in life. Four world championships, the best wife and partner in this world, and two amazing children. Julia, schatje, my love for you grows everyday. And, to Emilian and Estelle, I will love you forever.

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JuliaVerstappen: I love you too, mon vainqueur, so do our little ones. I've been yours since I can remember, and will be yours for eternity.

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F1: Congrats to our world champ and his wonderful wife on the birth of their twins, Emilian and Estelle Verstappen. Can't wait to see them in the paddock next year!

charles_leclerc: I could not be prouder to call you my brother right now, Max. For all the on track battles, you are my brother, and nothing will ever change that.

maxverstappen1: Thank you, Charles, these two are so lucky to have their uncle Charlie in their life.

landonorris: No one deserves this like you two do, Max! Enjoy this!

redbullracing: Sending all our love from both Spielberg and Milton Keynes to the Verstappen family.

fernandoalo: I've seen you grow up, Max, and I am so proud of you for the man you've become, those two are so lucky to be yours.

maxverstappen1: Thank you, Nando, that means the world to me.

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JuliaVerstappen

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JuliaVerstappen: The two artists with their most beautiful creations. With all life has thrown at me, I never dared to dream I'd be here. With a job I love, the greatest husband and partner in the universe, and our two little babies. Max, mon amour, I've loved you since I knew what love meant. Emilian, Estelle, I'm so proud to be your maman already.

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maxverstappen1: I love you, Julia, I'm your man now and always. Our cubs love you too, and I hope you never doubt that.

JuliaVerstappen: Can't wait to raise our family together.

VitaLuxuria: Congrats to our Co-CEO and her lovely husband on the birth of their twins, the shop may feel a bit empty without you, Juliette, but these two are the best reasons for that.

danielricciardo: Love Emilian's little judgy face already!

JuliaVerstappen: Like father, like son!!

charles_leclerc: I am so incredibly proud of the woman you've become, papillon, you've handled this like a saint. Enzo, Artie, and I are so proud to be your brothers.

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StefanieJoubert: From the shy little girls who found each other, to best friends, to CEOs, and now you are a mother to the cutest babies ever!

JuliaVerstappen: And, you are an auntie to said babies!!

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From Friends, to Lovers, to Soulmates - The Max and Juliette Story. By: David Coulthard.

It was an overcast day in Hasselt, Belgium. And, thirteen year old prodigy Max Verstappen was on pole for the kart race, eternal childhood rival Charles Leclerc was in p2. Just another saturday, right? However, it was this weekend that would change everything for young Max. He had just met Leclerc's younger sister, eleven year old Juliette. According to the couple, they ''Just immediately hit it off''. Thus, beginning F1's modern love story.

Flash forwards to Spain 2016, Verstappen has just made history, becoming the youngest race winner in history. Who's the first person he finds in the adoring crowds from atop the podium? His now sixteen year old friend. According to the couple, this was when they fell in love with each other. Juliette Leclerc, as she was then, was in Ferrari red that day, a rare sight nowadays in the paddock. ''My allegiances have shifted, true, but I will always support both teams. There's enough of me to go around.'' Juliette said to me at Zandvoort in 2022, with a hearty laugh. To be sure, she still wears red in Italy, and 'the lucky orange dress' she made herself for Zandvoort. It would take a few more years for things to come full circle, with the couple finally getting together sometime in 2020.

Max is quick to call a spade a spade, crediting his wife with his win in 2021. ''She was there, you know? When I won, when I lost, when I needed inspiration, or someone to talk to. I could not have done this without her.'' Juliette is an ever present supporter for her husband, even at races she's not at - too busy running her ethical fashion brand Vita Luxuria. Max, for his part, is the blood in his wife's work. ''Max inspires me, I've loved art my whole life, and he woke my creativity up. He's a wonderful sounding board.'' Max is never shy about boasting of his wife's talents, often posting about her art and design on his instagram.

They've never had it easy, Max coming from a... difficult upbringing. Juliette surviving an abusive relationship a mere year before getting together with Max. But, they tied the knot during summer break of 2023, and haven't looked back since. Then, in february 2024, came the announcement of Juliette's first pregnancy, not even a year into their fairytale marriage.

This month has been massive for the couple. 27 year old Max becoming a four time champion in Brazil, and, four days later, 25 year old Juliette delivering their twins. Emilian and Estelle Verstappen being the products of what is arguably F1's great modern love story. But, according to the couple themselves; ''This is just life, we never expected to be here, and we are just happy to have found each other when we did.'' For them, they're Max and Juliette. Not some great love story, nor are they the 'king and queen-consort of the paddock'. Just two people deeply in love.

Perhaps this is why they've garnered so many fans together? There's no act, no branding, no pretense at something they're not. Indeed, the sight of them entering the paddock, always hand in hand, immediately lights things up. But, you get the sense that they're just being themselves. Either way, ''the cubs'' as the couple call their twins, are in the perfect hands.

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Another marathon to finish! Glad I did, though, this one was being difficult.

#formula 1 fanfic #max verstappen x leclerc!oc

[thyln4gf]

505

✞ Once again, Im back with the short little blurbs! This time, theyre rather cute and adorable, and are about some of my favourite drivers, a song assigned for each. (I have synesthesia).

✞ Word count - 2,8k

✞ Drivers included - Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel, Jenson Button.

✞ (P.S. - lemme know if you dont see any of your favs. Im more than happy to write something <3)

Lando Yeswins - 505, arctic monkeys

"No!" Your shriek rings out through the air of the somewhat empty room, quickly followed by both of your giggles, as Lando has launched himself into you, picking you up. The man has missed you so, so much. He didnt even think it was possible. Hed spend his free time with looking at pictures of you, wishing that he could feel that skin against his, and... smell it, really. Now, that he has finally gotten the chance...

Your back makes contact with the couch, Lando still clinging to you tightly, and just plopping on top of you. He buries his face into your chest, drawing a deep breath to take in your scent... But you smelled like... him??

"Baby... have you been living in my clothes?" He asks, amusement laced into his tone. His face was still buried right where his favourite place was, though.

Silence from your end. One awkward chuckle later, you burst into another fit of giggles, followed by the heat that rose to your cheeks. You werent so sure if it was the man making you blush, or him being a damn human radiator doing the trick. Either way, you didnt mind - the golden retriever goofball of a man was excited to close the distance between you two again. A little too excited, even.

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Oscar Leclerc Piastri - teenage dream, katy perry

Him. You. Both of you. A lot of people have called you the dream team, and you have seen a lot of jealous tweets. Posts about your relationship in general - people seemed to be suckers for the childhood friends to lovers trope. So much that you could barely keep track of them anymore.

You have incorporated scrolling through the socials, and hunting for cute memes to annoy him, straight into your routine. His dms from you were filled with various kinds of those, mostly a spectrum of cat memes. Yes, a spectrum. You seemed to be unhinged enough to even ask for fun time alone through those. And, to be honest? They always worked on him. Always.

This time, it was no different - you were curled up on the couch, Oscar laying his head on your stomach, trying to nap. You could be seen scrolling, and... yep. Looking for some memes.

You find something else, though, your heart melting at the sight. You cant even hold the 'awwww' in, as much as you wanted to...

"Huh?" Oscar croaks out, rising from his slumber. All he heard was you making some sort of noise, and he instantly realized that he was about to get a phone right up his face. However... he slowly looks up and sees you... crying?

He doesnt say anything, but scoots up slightly instead, his face landing right by your neck. He looks at the little screen... Only to see a picture of two small children, both in race suits, both giggling on a makeshift podium. He quickly comes to the realisation that hes looking at both of you, at one of your first karting competitions together. And its all it takes to make a tear roll down his cheek as well. A happy tear. Hes quick to start kissing yours away, not even hesitating. Your skin tingled at the gentle contact, and you softly chuckle. Thats exactly what he wanted to achieve. A laugh out of those pretty lips of yours.

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Max Verstappen - im yours sped up, isabel larosa

As tough as this man looked out there, in the face of the cameras... he turned into a whiny puddle whenever he was wrapped in your arms. Something about you made him melt each and every time, making him feel safer than ever. Is that because you usually used rather masculine fragrances and smelled like a dad that he never really had? Maybe, maybe...

He was getting his daily dose of cuddles in. This time it was more of a comfort than it has ever been - he didnt do good, and didnt even finish the race. He felt awful.

"Are you going to leave me now?" You suddenly hear a muffled voice, coming from a certain mans face, currently getting buried into your chest.

"Pardon?" You respond, a confused chuckle following the single-word sentence. He wasnt insecure... as far as you knew.

"I said what i said, Liefje... now answer." the man groans, almost making you chuckle again - he was awfully adorable at the moment.

"No, baby, im yours. For life. Have you forgotten?" your voice reminds him, as you slip one of your hands away from his waist, wiggling the fingers not too far from his eyes. He feels you pulling your hand away, the action making him look up slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. That quickly melts away as he sees the engagement ring on your finger, one that he proposed to you with a few days ago.

"Right... i still havent gotten used to that. Sorry, mijn mooie vrouw." He responds, a small, tired smile slipping onto his lips, and you cant help but give him a small peck. You might be a master at making this man blush, but he had the exact same effect on you as well.

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Daniel Ricciardo - Iris, the goo goo dolls

Evenings spent with him on the porch were your all time favourite, easily - especially if it included watching the sunset. In that case, you had two incredibly gorgeous views to rest your eyes upon. And he definitely knew you were staring at him, instead of the pretty orange colours dancing across the sky - he just pretended not to see.

You two were cuddling on the beach chair - your body in his lap, your back to his chest. Hes currently zoned out just a little, honestly. He has adopted the habit of adoring the pretty clouds from you, and pointing out all the interesting shapes. This time, though, you were quicker than him, and an excited 'ooohhh!' coming from your mouth lets him know exactly that.

"Look! That one looks like a honey badger!" you excitedly blurt out, trying to point at the shape with your finger. He follows, and quickly sees what you wanted to show him. The cloud, indeed, is honey badger shaped. You earn a hearty chuckle and one of his grins that you loved oh so much. Yes, those grins.

His arms tighten around your waist, his lips not being able to resist from leaving a trail of kisses on the back of your neck, eventually landing on the back of your head. And you didnt need much more from him - you knew that it was his way of thanking you. By making you feel all warm and giddy inside.

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Logan Sargeant - american teenager, ethel cain

Spring has just started rolling around, leaving you to deal with your allergies. Its not like it was something new, or something serious, but it annoyed you nonetheless.

You two had a date that you were looking forward to all week, but suddenly, you felt like you couldnt live two minutes without having to blow your nose. Great. Logan noticed your mood immediately, so he had offered to watch a movie at home instead. You didnt resist much - you wanted to spend some time with your man, after all.

After cuddling up to him on the couch... You silently thanked for the ridiculous misery of your fate - feeling his body right by yours felt way better than spending time outside. Hearing him quietly breathe by you left you almost ecstatic, the warm air brushing by somewhere on your body, and as of the current case, your hair. Speaking of hair - he liked planting those little kisses to the crown of your head whenever you had your back to him. Almost just as much as looking at your backside.

These little moments reminded you just how far you two have come - it sometimes still felt like you were a pair of awkward teenagers, trying desperately to get over yourself to talk to each other. You still tease him about it, honestly - watching the popular guy at the school blush and giggle was the favourite sight of many.

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Charles Leclerc - k., cigarettes after sex

"Chéri, look! Thats cute, no?" You heard Charles come into the kitchen, cooing at something on his phone. You didnt have the time to turn around and look at him, honestly. So he was forced to come up right behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, his palm softly brushing by your stomach while in the process. You couldnt help but wonder...

1...

2...

Yep, here it is. A gentle kiss to the corner of your jaw. You cant help but chuckle as his lips make contact with your skin, pleasure shooting down your spine almost immediately. He usually stops at one, but he seems to be in a playful mood today - because he doesnt, and continues to trace a line, almost connecting the dots on all your little moles and freckles.

"What is it?" You ask him with a chuckle, trying to distract him. However, you just dont get an answer. Just a phone getting shoved almost right into your face. The video that he wanted to show unpauses, and a scene of a cute puppy running around could be seen. Your heart instantly melts.

Charles seems to notice, because he already looks like a kid on christmas morning.

"Can we... adopt him? I even have a name!" He blurts out excitedly, making you chuckle again. You knew of his passion for dogs... so one wouldnt hurt, right?

You didnt even get to reply before he launched himself into a rant about why getting a dog right now would be a great idea. You just knew that you were going to spend like an hour, just listening to him talk. But you didnt mind - you enjoyed the sound of his voice, and watching the way he speaks with his hands whenever hes excited. It was truly an awfully adorable sight to witness every time.

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Carlos Sainz - good luck, babe!, chappell roan

He had a small ritual of hugging you before his races - he fully, firmly, and truly believed that hes not going to achieve any good results if he doesnt. And, look - it was true, so far. The win in Singapore? In his head, it was all because you initiated a hug that day. His arms had lingered on you for a little longer than they should have been for you two being just friends, but its not like you two minded, at all. You actually craved him and his touch. You craved to feel those hands around you, and to hear his voice murmuring something into your ear. You wanted, no, needed to feel the scent and the warmth of him being so close.

So you never really protested against his idea. In all honesty, it was the most desperate move that someone has ever tried to hit on you with. The most adorable one as well.

If you thought that you were going crazy from him invading every single nook and cranny of your mind... You should have taken a look into his. You and him both knew of the rumours floating around the internet, and all the fans almost straight up telling you two to just make out already. And that has almost happened, and multiple times - one of you always ended up awkwardly pulling away, though. Having him as a friend felt good, but you were sure that having him as a lover would feel like heaven.

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Lewis Hamilton - older, isabel larosa

"Thank you, love." His voice floats through the air of his drivers room, effortlessly reaching your ears, making you blush. Just a little. You had passed him his water bottle - his hands were far too busy with your hips, caressing and squeezing them with great care. His legs were spread a little, you positioned in between them. Yet, it still didnt seem like it was close enough for him - he kept trying to pull you closer, almost desperately tugging on the material of your jeans. A hand of his was now occupied with the water bottle, so he finds that as an opportunity to wrap the other around you fully, bringing you closer, once again. You almost fall over, but you catch yourself with a hand on the wall right besides his head. Helping Lewis train sometimes did help, huh?

"Hey there, easy! I couldve fallen right on top of you!" You had mentioned out loud in mock annoyance, trying hard to keep a chuckle at bay. It was hard to do so, though, because you could see a grin appearing on his lips. No, onto his whole face - the entirety of it would light up whenever he smiled or laughed, melting your heart each and every time.

"Do you prefer to be under me then?" He murmurs as a tease, leaning in to give you a chaste kiss on your neck. He knew that it was one of your ticklish spots - so he had adopted the habit of placing the gentlest kisses of them all right there. They never failed to make you feel flustered and giggly, making sure to spread a blush all over your face. Lewis was just secretly happy that you never seemed to notice his own blush, just like right now.

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Sebastian Vettel - too sweet, hozier

You were sat at your desk in your home office, working late. Again. All sorts of papers were scattered all around you, a pretty decent amount crumpled up and thrown aside as well. At first, youd aim for the trashcan, getting all giddy whenever youd make a shot. But the more time passed, the more you didnt care. You found yourself thinking of the fact that your husband wouldnt be really pleased at your current decision, and you being grateful that hes currently away for a few days. And you just happily continue focusing on your work.

You had focused a little too much, perhaps. Because you didnt hear Sebastian returning home, didnt notice him opening your office door either. You only did that when he spoke up, startling you a decent amount.

"Brought you coffee, schatz." He said, quietly walking to appear by your side, placing the mug down. You smiled at him in appreciation, tilting your head up to look at him. Right as you do so, you get surprised with a forehead kiss. You cant fight the smile that wanted to appear onto your lips, going back to your work. You fully expect Sebastian to protest, to go ahead and try to pull you away from the work. But what does he do instead? He lets his hands meet with your tense shoulders, and gets to gently massaging them, slowly kneading out the knots. No words said. A quiet hum escapes your throat. You two didnt need any words to communicate, really. He understood you on a deeper level, just like you understood him. Isnt it sweet?

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Jenson Button - one of the girls, the weeknd

"Twirl around again?" Jenson requests, making a spinning motion in the air with two of his fingers. You had decided to make him watch your fashion show after the shopping spree of today, just like you usually did. Every time. You thought hed be a little annoyed at you for forcing him to sit down on the couch, basically pushing him backwards right onto it. It was far, far from it - hed even encourage you to go shopping sometimes. 'Honey, its our anniversary next Saturday. Dont you want a new dress?', 'Go get something new, we're going out tomorrow', and 'i think you need to refresh your wardrobe' were phrases that you heard pretty often. And not for the reasons youd think - this man just truly and genuinely enjoyed seeing you smile, and the enthusiasm that would possess your whole being when it came to showing him. You liked to call him a simp, but in his books, that was just being reasonable.

You gladly fulfill his request with a giggle, spinning around to let the skirt of the dress flow around. This one had a great score on both of the 'spinny' and 'shiny' scales, which he learned from you pretty fast. However, he sees you suddenly stop. The surprise on his face is almost as big as yours. However, you quickly gasp and start giggling again, shoving your hands into... some pockets?

"It has pockets!" You excitedly blurt out, turning both of the pockets inside out to show him. That earns a chuckle out of him. You play around with the pockets some more, and start spinning again. As much as Jenson adored your silliness, sometimes. Hed worry about you bumping into things... and it would happen pretty often. But he was always there to baby you, placing gentle kisses around the spot you had just hurt yourself.

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