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astonmartinii · 6 months

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a spoonful of sugar | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x fem chef!reader

cheffing it up all over the calendar

MASTERLIST | TIPS

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yourusername: WOAH WHAT IT'S OSCAR'S HOME RACE WEEK? that mean's it's time to whack out the aussie cook book mama piastri got me for christmas and man this fish has a cool name. BARRAMUNDI is a fish very commonly used in aussie cuisine (real ones know it from masterchef australia). so here i've pan seared it with some herbs and some lemons and take it from me it SLAPS, but you know what i hope slaps more? oscar this weekend... LET'S GO BABY

[as always this recipe is on my website and will be in my 2024 f1 calendar recipe book coming out soon]

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user1: FAVES OMG PARENTS

user2: my favourite thing is where i read intently all of y/n's recipe and continue to make pot noodles

yourusername: pot noodles are good i can't even be mad

oscarpiastri: can confirm it did in fact SLAP

yourusername: oh wow piastri stamp of approval that's basically a michelin star

oscarpiastri: tbf i would eat a roll of paper towels if it was you who gave it to me

yourusername: okay.... I'LL TAKE IT

user3: can we please study these people cause why is saying you'd eat paper towels is the pinnacle of romance

user4: i NEED the recipe book STAT

landonorris: i was on board with this whole cooking thing but FISH IS WHERE I DRAW THE LINE

yourusername: oh boy we got a BABY ON THE LINE

landonorris: i'm allowed to like what i like my MUM said so

yourusername: bro is an elite athlete and exclusively eats chicken nuggies

landonorris: @oscarpiastri tell your girlfriend to stop bullying me

oscarpiastri: i'm on her side buddy maybe explore the culinary world

landonorris: that's it i'm going to HR

yourusername: try it girly the mclaren HR team LOVE my food

user5: the dynamics since oscar and y/n got comfortable in the sport are my favourite things

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oscarpiastri: first time on the podium at my home race and the feeling is unreal. so thankful to have my family and love of my life around me, lets keep building on this !!

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user7: THANK THE LORD MCLAREN KEPT THEIR SHIT TOGETHER IN 2024 OSCAR FIRST WIN COMING IN FAST

yourusername: I AM TOTALLY FINE ABOUT THIS AND I AM NOT SOBBING UNCONTROLLABLY BECAUSE I AM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU AT ALL TIMES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU TOO SO MUCH AND I LOVE SHARING THIS WITH YOU AND SEEING THE WORLD WITH YOU AND REACHING OUR DREAMS TOGETHER

user8: are they good?

logansargeant: from the man currently waiting for them to go to dinner and can hear them yelling this stuff to each other... no they are not okay and i don't think they ever have been

yourusername: LOGIE BEAR I AM SORRY I CANNOT CONTAIN MY LOVE FOR OSCAR

oscarpiastri: jealous bitches gonna be bitter

logansargeant: ??? excuse me

oscarpiastri: i'm sorry i got excited... love you logan (just not as much as y/n)

user9: this comment section is once again making me want to sneak into an F1 after party :(

user10: they're just going to dinner they've not even started drinking yet 😭

landonorris: i am proud of you mate - why is y/n dancing around in the kitchen in an apron that says "this chef FUCKS"

yourusername: fashion. (it says oscar piastri in small print right under that)

landonorris: i didn't need to know that

oscarpiastri: let her dance it makes the food taste even better

landonorris: there's definitely no fish right?

yourusername: no fish by order of the fussy child

landonorris: bullying online and in person @maxverstappen1 @charles_leclerc @logansargeant STEP IN

maxverstappen1: eh i'm good i'm looking forward to dinner

charles_leclerc: you're on your own with this one lando

logansargeant: i've learnt not to cross y/n

user11: the piastris invited lando, logan and the rest of the podium? i am soft

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yourusername: a big post podium celebration dinner at the piastri house to celebrate oscar's home podium. first off, super duper proud. second, since it was a strictly no fish evening, i decided to go for classic aussie meat pies and grilled kangaroo LOL but there was only clean plates at the end so i'll defo consider adding it to the recipe book

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user12: i am getting a sugar rush this is so sweet

logansargeant: thank you for having me, a solid 9/10 - one point docked because kangaroos are cute

yourusername: wait until you run into one on a cold, wet evening

oscarpiastri: they are actually very scary and have a stealing problem

yourusername: tbf i think we all have a stealing problem

oscarpiastri: you definietly do ... cause you stole my heart

logansargeant: EW NOT ON MY COMMENT THREAD

user13: i'm so lonely

maxverstappen1: i definitely did not think i was going to eat kangaroo this week but here we are

yourusername: did you like it?

maxverstappen1: i was shocked at how much i did

oscarpiastri: babe get that on the review cover of the recipe book this guy got three championships that has to mean something

yourusername: good idea i'm on it

maxverstappen1: ???

landonorris: you fed me kanga and roo from winnie the pooh? Y/N YOU FED ME KANGA AND ROO FROM WINNIE THE POOH?

yourusername: you eat chicken all the time and you don't feel sorry for chicken little

oscarpiastri: she ate you up there PUN INTENDED

landonorris: i've learnt my lesson i'm giving up here

charles_leclerc: i for one had a blast and will be asking for y/n to cater my birthday party

oscarpiastri: FOR A PRICE

charles_leclerc: you her guard dog or something?

oscarpiastri: duh? have you seen her?

yourusername: i would love to (idk monagasque cuisine though so give me notice)

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yourusername: IMOLA, IMOLA MY HEART LIVES IN ITALIA AND MY STOMACH LIVES WITH ITALIAN FOOD. for real. the track is cute and whatnot but the real star is the pasta, the pizza, the gelato but most importantly the PASTA. here is two dishes that'll feature in the imola chapter: a burrata dish and a ragu !! oscar (and lando) certified so you know it's good, oscar even helped so it's defo beginner friendly!!

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user17: is it a collective f1 driver experience to be ass at cooking

danielricciardo: yes

maxverstappen1: yes

oscarpiastri: yes

landonorris: yes

charles_leclerc: YES

oscarpiastri: if i'm slow this weekend it's because i couldn't stop eating the ragu sorry mclaren

yourusername: i made sure no gelato until sunday so please don't take me out back and shoot me over giving him pasta

mclarenf1: bring some pasta for social media admin and no one has to know

yourusername: deal

landonorris: this is a public instagram comment section

charles_leclerc: why is mine always so darn crunchy

yourusername: inpatient, common amongst you drivers. oscar was once so impatient when boiling an egg he got it out and it was just watery egg

oscarpiastri: you said you wouldn't tell anyone :(

yourusername: no babe i'm proud !!! you've come so far

oscarpiastri: it's true i made my own omelette the other day :)

yourusername: and it was yummy

oscarpiastri: and it was yummy :)

user18: the positive affirmations in this relationship really keep me going

yourusername: he IS the MOST beautiful racer in all of the lands

oscarpiastri: she IS the PRETTIEST chef in all of the kitchens

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oscarpiastri: not the race we wanted in spain, but we're still in good spirits and in the conversation at the top of the standings! also helps that when you get taken out of the race your girlfriend shovels the BEST paella ever into your mouth until you finally smile

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user19: bro got a girlfriend and personal chef all in one

yourusername: food is my love language and when babe gets twatted into the barriers by SOMEONE i will personally feed him some of his favourite food

user20: she's holding back

yourusername: PR said i couldn't say anything...

oscarpiastri: i love youuuuuuuuu and i love your paella i think it's laced with crack

logansargeant: @fia GET HIS ASS

yourusername: LOGIE BEAR?

logansargeant: i'm sorry, we're pretty desperate for the p7 here at williams

yourusername: i respect that

oscarpiastri: Y/N????

yourusername: MORE PAELLA

carlossainz55: big respect for the paella, definitely looks authentic

yourusername: OBVIOUSLY IT'S AUTHENTIC DO YOU THINK MY QUALIFICATIONS ARE A JOKE

yourusername: lol sorry thank you actually SPANISH F1 DRIVER APPROVED PAELLA

oscarpiastri: @fernandoalo_oficial can we get another good review please and thank you

fernandoalo_oficial: looks good, need a taste to be sure

yourusername: it's coming your way (please return the tupperware tho please)

mclarenf1: you'll come back stronger oscar 💪

oscarpiastri: fuelled by love and paella

yourusername: fuelled by VENOM AND THE WILL TO WIN AND CRUSH THE COMPETITION

oscarpiastri: and that 🫶

note: here's a short and sweet one that MAY return to finish out this fictional season ... i also just love this kind of set up for an imagine. it's a lil short i know but the CHRISTMAS CRAFTS ARE COMING IN FAST AND THE CROSS STITCH CHRISTMAS CARDS ARE SLAYING THE HOUSE DOWN

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #f1 social media au #oscar piastri instagram au #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri

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the-offside-rule · 2 months

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Oscar Piastri (McLaren) - Self Care

Requested: yes

Prompt: 32) "I could kiss your lips all day."

Warnings: none tbh

Y/n hummed contentedly as she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, organizing her array of skincare products. Tonight was one of those rare evenings when she had the luxury of indulging in a thorough skincare routine. The soft glow of the bathroom lights cast a warm ambiance as she meticulously selected her serums and creams. Just as she was about to begin, Oscar, her boyfriend, poked his head through the slightly ajar door. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned against the door frame, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

"What you doing?" He asked. "Just my skincare for the night." Y/n replied. "Ah. Mind if I join in on the skincare stuff?" He asked, teasingly. Y/n looked back at him through thr mirror. "Sure, but you'll need this." She playfully threw a hairband over to him, With a laugh, he obliged, pretending to be an eager participant in the skincare ritual. The sight of Oscar in a pink hairband, holding all his hair back was soon captured in photos up all over Instagram.

As Y/n began to apply the first layer of a soothing face mask onto her skin, Oscar leaned in, unable to resist the urge to steal a quick kiss from her lips. "You're so cute." He smiled, simply watching her like a lovestruck puppy. "Thank you babe. You are too." She said, continuing to put on her face mask. He leaned in a few seconds later, gently kissing her lips once again. "Oscar!" Y/n exclaimed, her laughter bubbling up at his playful antics. "You're going to ruin the mask!"

"But your lips are too tempting to resist." Oscar replied with a grin, his eyes dancing mischievously. Y/n rolled her eyes playfully, unable to suppress her smile. "You're so distracting." She said as her hand found itself behind her boyfriends head. "Guilty as charged," Oscar admitted, planting another gentle kiss on her lips. "I could kiss your lips all day," Oscar sighed contently. Y/n shook her head, "We'll never finish if you keep doing that. I need to do my face mask and you need to do yours, babe." Y/n said turning to apply the mask to Oscar now. He sat still, taking in her face as she focused on putting the face mask on. "It's not burning or anything, is it?" She asked. "No, not at all." He replied quietly. "Why are we whispering." Oscar shrugged. "I dunno." He replied, still whispering.

They continued teasing each other, sharing laughter and kisses. Y/n finished applying the mask to Oscar's face, pretending to be a professional esthetician. "You're glowing." She joked. "Oh my god, you are so right." He replied in a teasing tone. Y/n giggled,

As the face masks dried, they decided to watch Netflix to pass the time. Snuggled up on their bed, Y/n couldn't help but steal glances at Oscar's silly face mask. "You look like a superhero." She giggled, covering her smile with her hand. "I can't move my face." He muttered. "Alright, Captain Moisture. Calm down." He looked at her. "Captain Moisture? Seriously?"

"It should actually be in and around the time to take the masks off." Y/n climbed on top of her boyfriend. Oscar's hands held onto her hips as she carefully took off the mask. "Oh wow. You got even better looking." Y/n smiled, pecking the tip of his nose. "Let me take yours off." Oscar said, his hands peeling the mask off just as carefully and inspecting her skin. "I think I look better." He said. Y/n slapped his chest playfully, making the aussie laugh. "If racing doesn't work out I could just do this." Oscar declared proudly.

As they settled into watching their favorite show, Y/n sighed contently. "That was so much fun." Oscar wrapped his arm around her, "Anything with you is fun."

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theweasleytwinsownmyjuicyass · 6 months

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I win | L.N.

Lando Norris x reader, Oscar Piastri x friend!reader (platonic)

Summary: Oscar brings you to the American races and Lando is continuously flirting with you, but you are determined not to take it too seriously...

Warnings: fluff.

Word count: ~0.7K

The American Grand Prix and its vibrant atmosphere was definitely an electric energy filled space. Oscar had invited you to come with him and experience the thrill of Formula 1 racing in person, and as you stood near the pit lane, you couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer excitement of it all.

"Oscar, this is insane!" you exclaimed, your eyes glued to the sleek racing machines zooming past. "I never thought I'd be this close to the action."

Oscar grinned. "I told you it's a whole different world here. And also there's someone I want you to meet." He motioned toward the McLaren garage.

You followed Oscar to the garage, where the McLaren team was busy preparing for the race. Your gaze was immediately drawn to a young, charismatic driver with curly brown hair and a mischievous smile.

"Y/n, this is Lando Norris, one of the worst drivers in Formula 1," Oscar introduced you to his teammate, poking fun at the boy.

Lando extended his hand with a wink. "Nice to meet you, Y/n. I hope Oscar has been treating you better than me." He returned the favor.

You shook his hand with a friendly smile. "So far, so good. But I won't let his head get too big," you replied, glancing at Oscar seeing him roll his eyes at the two of you.

You two just met and were already ganging up on him. Unbelievable.

Lando laughed, and there was an undeniable twinkle in his eye. "Good for you, Y/n. I like a bit of spunk."

As the race weekend continued, You and Oscar spent more time in the paddock and pit area, getting a behind-the-scenes look at Formula 1. Lando seemed to appear at every turn, offering friendly banter and laughter. His flirtatious comments were hard to ignore, and you couldn't deny that his charm was winning you over, at least on some level.

Throughout the race weekend, Lando's playful flirting with you continued. He complimented you every step of the way. It was either your smile, outfit or something you‘ve done with your hair that he admired. He also made jokes that made you laugh, and offered to show you around the paddock every chance he got. Yet, you remained resolute in your determination not to take it too seriously. You were not one to get swept away by charming race car drivers.

One evening, Lando found you sitting in the McLaren hospitality area, sipping a glass of champagne. He sidled up to you, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Y/n, can I tempt you to a little wager?" Lando asked, leaning in closer.

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite yourself. "A wager? What do you have in mind, Mr. Norris?"

Lando's eyes twinkled as he outlined his proposal. "If my McLaren finishes in the top three in tomorrow's race, you have to give me a chance to take you out for dinner.“

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Wow so much for believing in me. But if it doesn’t I’ll … buy you a car” he smiles brightly.

“Lando a car?! You’re insane, but if you insist…”

You couldn't help but admire his confidence and the way his eyes shined awaiting your answer.

"Alright, you're on, Mr. Norris. But don't think you're getting an easy win. Even though i hope for the first outcome, just out of curtsey to your bank account."

The next day, as the race unfolded, you found yourself torn between rooting for Lando's success and the latter outcome as you were becoming more nervous about the idea of dinner with him.

As the race came to a thrilling conclusion, Lando fought valiantly and secured a third-place finish.

He approached you with a triumphant smile, soaked in champagne.

"Looks like I won the bet, Y/n. Dinner with you it is."

You couldn't help but laugh at the turn of events. "You're a clever driver Lando, i should have known"

“Well I did have one hell of a reason to win tonight” his eyes never left yours as he admitted more than you could yet comprehend.

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vettelsvee · 1 month

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YOU WROTE A SONG ABOUT ME? | Oscar Piastri

f1 one shots masterlist | wattpad | ao3 | instagram

oscar piastri x singer!reader

requested by anon: x singer!reader, maybe Oscar and his family going to her show and she sings a song about him

word count: 2402

warnings: none of them! use of y/n and y/l/n

posible part 2 if you like it and ask for it!

you can send your one shots requests here!

Oscar was nervous. Very, in fact.

It wasn't the first time he attended a concert of Y/N, his girlfriend, but every time he did he ended up getting more nervous than he should.

Perhaps the fact that today was his twenty-third birthday and he hadn't received any kind of congratulations from her had a lot to do with it.

The Australian took a deep breath and continued on, trying to catch up with his sisters and parents as quickly as possible, who had barely noticed that the boy had fallen behind, immersed in his thoughts.

Nicole quickly turned around, going to where her son was as calmly as she could, and above all making sure not to do or say anything she would regret, especially not something that would ruin the surprise her daughter-in-law had been keeping so well.

"What's wrong, honey?"

Oscar slightly startled as he felt his mother's hand on his shoulder, even letting out a small scream that startled the woman.

"Yes, of course!" the boy hurried to say, trying to calm down. "Just... I'm a little nervous, but that's all, really."

Despite the Australian's efforts to sound as calm as possible, it was in vain. Nicole could see his anxiety in his gaze and, above all, in his gestures. His hands were barely still, and every time she tried to walk beside him, he ended up putting a little more distance between them.

"I'm your mother, Oscar, you know I can catch any lie like I've done so many times before. Why are you so nervous?"

He sighed. He didn't want to share his concern, especially when they were heading to see the main reason of it.

"Well..." he tried to find the right words, finding it quite difficult. "It's just that I haven't received any message from Y/N today. Today, of all days, you know? On my birthday."

"Oh, what a shame..." the woman replied, feigning surprise. "She must have forgotten or had some problem. Have you talked to her?"

Was she really asking him that? He just told her he hadn't received any message from the brunette...

"Yes, but she hasn't replied."

"Don't worry! I'm sure there's a reason for it," assured the Piastri matriarch. "Don't let this ruin your day. If that girl doesn't call you as soon as it strikes twelve, I promise she'll have to deal with me."

"Mom..."

"No mom, Oscar," she scolded him in an ironic tone, making him laugh. "Now try to enjoy her concert and have a good time with us, okay?"

The brown-haired young man nodded, grateful for his mother's support, and continued on his way to the Rod Laver Arena, now a bit happier than before.

After passing through security checks and receiving the VIP accreditations reserved for the Piastri family, and the occasional stops for the pilot to take some photos and sign autographs with fans who recognized him, which were quite a few, they made their way to their reserved spot, located in the lower side stands just a few meters from the main stage.

"Wow, I didn't know you were so famous to have so many people following you," joked his father, making his sisters laugh.

"You should take a break!" shouted his mother, hugging him and making his cheeks turn red. "You're at your girlfriend's concert, not at one of your stupid races."

"They're the ones who make me who I am, Mom. Besides, I'm a public figure," added the brown-eyed one. "I can't ignore them and act like nothing, you know? It's not that easy."

Oscar said that, but he still felt uneasy. As he looked at his family, already occupying their seats as there was still about half an hour before the concert started, the need to see his girlfriend or at least hear some news about her was taking over him more and more.

"Mom, I'm going to see if I can find out anything about Y/N," he said impulsively, interrupting himself with his own words. "I'll be right back."

Nicole looked at him with surprise, telling him no, to wait there, and they would see what to do after the concert. But the young man had already gained some momentum and was navigating through everyone in his way around the stands, seats, stairs, and multiple corridors until he reached the place where, supposedly, his girl was.

Once he reached the supposed dressing room, a perfectly uniformed black security guard, with a completely serious expression and crossed arms, stood in front of the door.

"Um... I'm Oscar," he greeted with a wave, trying to curve his lips without trembling. "I'm Y/N’s boyfriend," he timidly pointed to the door behind him with his hand. "Do you mind if I come in?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Piastri, but Y/N has agreed that there are no visitors before the concert today," the man responded firmly, still looking at Oscar seriously and shaking his head.

"It's just a moment. I want to wish her good luck before she goes on stage," he insisted, hoping the guard might make an exception.

"I'm sorry, sir. Rules are rules, and if the young lady said no, then it's no. I can't make any exceptions, even for you."

The Australian thanked the unfriendly man with a slight nod and, feeling defeated, made his way back to where his family was. As soon as he arrived, he had his sisters pestering him:

"Did you see Y/N? Did she say anything to you? Did she leave you wanting something, and that's why you look so depressed now?"

The eldest sister's insistence was making him feel even worse than he already did; having the other two join in the sudden conversation with curious faces and even more unsettling questions made him want to leave the place.

The young man simply remained silent. He sat in his seat and kept his gaze fixed on the stage, waiting for the lights to go out and the concert to begin.

It was a matter of the singer stepping onto the stage for the crowd to rise to their feet, applauding and chanting her name, shouting compliments and praises of all kinds.

"Good evening, Melbourne!" exclaimed Y/N, who was on a platform that had risen from the bottom of the stage. "I hope you all have a great time with me tonight because I assure you that today will be full of surprises!"

Nicole Piastri got up from her seat, as did the rest of the family, and told Oscar to do the same. He refused, remaining seated with his arms crossed, but unable to stop a smile from appearing on his lips.

He might be upset with his girlfriend's behavior for who knows what reason, but it was impossible for him not to look away from her while she danced, sang, and interacted with the audience.

It was too difficult for him not to feel proud of her and everything she had achieved.

The show continued as Oscar knew it would, having memorized it from the numerous times he had not only attended various concerts of his girlfriend's tour around the world but also from the countless rehearsals he had accompanied her to.

However, Piastri did not expect that suddenly the lights would go out and an orange glow would begin to emerge everywhere, especially illuminating the stage.

Y/N appeared again, now wearing an orange bodysuit with perfectly placed blue tones that accentuated her figure.

"Do you know what day’s today?" asked the brunette, looking with wide eyes at the audience.

"April 6th!"

She nodded, a playful smile forming on her lips more and more as she was about to reveal, and trying not to turn her head towards where her boyfriend was, whom she had deliberately avoided all day and who, possibly, would tell her to screw off after all the ghosting she had done to him on his birthday.

"And, by any chance... do you know what happens today?"

There were a variety of responses. A large part of them answered that it was Oscar's birthday, her partner's. Others were somewhat wild, as if she was about to reveal that the couple was expecting a baby, or that the young woman was going to announce her retirement from the stage after her very short musical career.

"No, it's none of that," the Australian ended up saying. "I am pleased to announce that today, here, right now, I am going to debut my new single, 'Throttle Hearts'!"

The stadium erupted in cheers and applause once again. No one, not even Oscar, expected this revelation from the girl, so it was completely normal for people to ask her to sing the song already.

Y/N, however, asked them for a moment with her hand.

Quickly, she ran to her cell phone and, secluded in a small corner of the stage, tried to make sure that the camera recording to broadcast her image on the large screens captured nothing.

At that very moment, Oscar's phone vibrated in his pocket with a notification from the same girl who was on stage:

"Happy birthday, my love! I'm so sorry for ghosting you all day, but I hope it was worth it. If you understand any references in the song, it's normal bc it's based on our story. I hope this is the best gift you can receive, at least for now, in your life. I can't wait to get off stage and give you the biggest hug in the world <3"

And there was Y/N, making eye contact with him, having a minimal interaction with her boyfriend for the first time all day. The girl had her arm raised, waving enthusiastically and making heart gestures with both hands that ended sooner than expected as she went to the piano to play the first chords of the song.

Oscar found himself trying to hide some tears, which were forming in his eyes not only as Y/N’s voice adjusted to the melody but throughout the rest of the concert.

The only thing the boy could reply to that message was whether she had really written a song about him, receiving as a response during a break between songs a large number of heart shaped emojis.

When the show came to an end and the singer disappeared beneath the stage, the Piastri family quickly grabbed their belongings to leave the venue and go to where the boy's girlfriend was. The same security guard who had previously denied him access to see the singer to the Formula 1 driver was now standing next to them, telling them to follow him.

Obviously, they didn't hesitate to say yes and followed his steps to the young woman's dressing room, who allowed her boyfriend's family to enter, welcoming them with a radiant smile and hugs that had been delayed all day.

The only thing the young couple did as words were exchanged was to look at each other, shy to show their love in front of others, as it had always been with them.

"I think we should leave the lovebirds alone for a while," Nicole began as she headed towards the exit of the room. "Don't take too long, the reservation for dinner at Oscar's favorite restaurant is at ten fifteen, and you know we take quite a while to get there."

Both of them thanked her shyly, unsure of what to do or say beyond being unable to stop smiling.

When they were alone, facing each other, they didn't know what they should say to each other. Oscar Piastri didn't know if he should reproach his girlfriend for not speaking to him all day despite preparing a surprise for him. Y/N Y/L/N was aware that perhaps she should apologize for not having done things quite right and for keeping the brown-haired boy on edge by maintaining some sort of no-contact for the past 24 hours.

Finally, it was the McLaren driver who broke the not-so-uncomfortable silence:

"Y/N, that song..." He was at a loss for words. He didn't know what else to say other than that he had loved it.

The girl smiled shyly, grateful not only that he had liked the composition she had kept to herself for the past seven months, but also for seeming to have understood.

"I've been wanting to sing it to you for a long time, but I didn't know if you’d like it," the young woman admitted. "It has had a couple of important modifications since the first draft, and since the record label wasn't cooperating much when I wanted to release it initially, I thought it would be a good birthday gift for you," she explained. "Hey, and I'm sorry if this whole game of ignoring you all day has offended you. I feel really bad, and the last thing I want is..."

"Shut up, silly!" Oscar interrupted her, approaching her to wrap her in his arm and give her a tender kiss on the forehead. "At first, I thought you wanted to break up with me, but then seeing how my mom was acting, that gorilla you have as a bodyguard denying me access, and above all you ignoring me all day..."

"I'm good at keeping secrets, and I'm absolutely in love with you, Oscar Piastri," Y/N declared, mock-offended. "Do you really think I would ignore you all day?"

"Not a chance. I know there's a good intention behind everything you do," agreed the Australian, earning himself a hug and a kiss on the lips from his girlfriend. "Did you know that I'm also good at keeping secrets?"

"Oh, really? And are you absolutely in love with me like I am with you, Piastri?"

Oscar grinned mischievously, an idea starting to appear in his mind like a flash that was making more and more sense.

Obviously, the driver was a tad resentful, and the girl wasn't going to get away with it no matter how good the intention was behind Throttle Hearts and its surprise presentation.

Now, Oscar had to prepare a surprise for the girl's twenty-second birthday that would match, or even surpass, the one she had prepared for him.

"I don't know," he shrugged, laughing more and more emphatically and perhaps frustrating his girlfriend, "I guess now you'll have to wait for your birthday to find out."

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dwarvenchords · 3 months

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one word prompt: kiss

This turned into a Landoscar teasing flirting kiss moment (which is really me living through Lando panicking internally about Oscar's recent bulk-up) so heres that:

Word count: 1386

No warnings!

cross posting on ao3 as well since it turned out a bit longer than i thought it would!

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Lando was finding it hard to contain himself in this very moment.

Because apparently, while Lando was off galavanting through the streets of country after country throughout the winter break, someone had evidently chained Oscar to a benchpress, because…

…well, he’s huge.

But that is not supposed to be something Lando has feelings about. At least not these kinds of feelings. It wasn’t about having feelings about a man, no, but the fact that it’s Oscar.

Like, Oscar, Oscar.

The same Oscar who he’d watched whine to Kim about every single workout last season. Who’s neck gained inches only because he had to. The Oscar who didnt really seem to be the type to bulk up at all, seemed satisfied with just having the amount he needed for racing.

And the current width of his back is definitely not needed for racing.

And don't even get Lando started on his arms.

Let’s just say that there was a reason he sat down while they were chatting on the trackside earlier today.

Overall, Oscar was bigger, and Lando was into it.

He always had been, deep down, into Oscar, blame a guy, but this is a whole new level of just… wow.

As they sit in the little lounge in hospitality, which is unusually empty since it's only testing days, Lando is decidedly attempting to avoid looking at Oscar's body as much as possible. Because he can still see how much bigger Oscar looks through the hoodie he's wearing, for fucks sake.

"-But uh, yeah, overall, pretty boring break. Stayed at home for the time I wasn't in London for anything McLaren."

"-and evidently hit the gym." Lando adds, because apparently he can't keep his big fat mouth shut. He's internally kicking himself for being so dumb while Oscar lets out a breath of a laugh.

"I guess a bit, yeah, not much else to do." Oscar sums up. "At least there isn't when you don't travel to like six different places."

Lando lets out a snorted 'ha', before continuing.

"Well I found the time to keep up what I had but like, I'm shocked you can fit in the car with your wings right now, mate."

"Yeah? You checking me out, Norris?" Oscar raised a brow, teasingly.

And that was another change that Lando couldn't get past. The newfound confidence. Oscar has come far from the scared and shy little rookie Lando met a year ago at this point. This Oscar was confident and comfortable, and cheeky as hell.

"Don't get too full of yourself, Piastri," Lando replies, mockingly.

"I'd think you'd like it with your track record." Oscar comments, immediately following it with something Lando doesn't catch before he cuts him off.

"-What's that supposed to mean?!" Lando asks, voice pitching up in defense.

"I mean like," Oscar moves his hands around infront of himself like he's trying to find the answer in the air there, "I've seen Carlos before."

"I never should've told you about that." Lando groans, "Shut up."

That being Lando's embarrassing crush on his former teammate during their time together at McLaren, which he only admitted drunk and by omission once in a conversation about all of Lando's previous teammates.

"Nah mate, you can be into that all you want." Oscar puts his hands up like he's admitting defeat, "You liking the 'he could throw me around' look is not an issue with me."

Lando scoffs, "I did not say it like that."

"I'm pretty sure you said it exactly like that," Oscar defends, sitting up a bit straighter before learning into Lando's space, "if I remember correctly."

"Well, fine. Whatever." Lando stutters out, trying to ignore the fact that Oscar's movement meant his hoodie is now stretch taut around the width of his shoulders and chest. Lando can feel the flush of heat going over his face while he averted his gaze again, "When you're too wide to fit in the car when you're hot, don't come crying to me."

"Oh my god," Oscar laughs into the space between them, "Lando, do you, like it?"

"What? No- Shut up!" Lando stutters out. "I'm gonna go to my drivers room if you keep being an arse."

"Oh my god, you totally do, this is incredible." Oscar laughs, and Lando goes brighter red as he propels himself up off the couch. From behind him he hears the call of "No, Lando- Come back!"

"I will not tolerate this slander!" Lando jokes, flipping the bird at the air behind him as he walked towards him drivers room. Maybe Jon is around to work out the knot that Lando just created in his back.

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Lando did his best for the rest of the day to stick to his side of the garage, actual testing needed to get done, and he wasn't going to distract himself any more today, thank you very much.

So when he walked back to his drivers room to change and head back to his hotel, he was too exhausted to worry when his door didn't shut completely, a small sliver of space left where he could see into the hallway. To where Oscar's door also stood ajar across from him.

One second Lando was sitting down to tie his shoes, well, then he checked and got enveloped in his phone, distracting himself for he's not sure how long, and the next second he was letting out a squawk when he saw the peek of Oscar pulling his shirt off and revealing the pale expanse of his pecs and abs, freckles evident dotting the skin even from this far away.

"Are you an exhibitionist or something, mate?!" Lando shrieks, "Close your door!"

Oscar jumps, which makes all of the muscles that are now on obnoxious display tense, which is not helpful in the slightest for Lando's problem, and put's his hand on his chest like he's had the wind knocked out of himself.

"Jesus Christ, I didn't know anyone was here," He defends, walking toward's Lando's room to push the door open wider, "Why didn't you leave with everyone else?"

"I don't know, I just didn't!" Lando's voice continues to come out shrill, "Jesus mate, are you George? Go put a shirt on."

Oscar doesn't say anything in return, just stands in the doorway and laughs, deeply. "God, you can't even look at me. Lando! It's okay! I don't care or anything, you know."

"No, Oscar- Just, go!" Lando lets his eyes trail to meet Oscar's, and not look at anything else, fearing the consequences.

"Look down mate." Oscar raises his brows, challenging him. Lando shakes his head, aggressively. "Maybe I just want an objective opinion, man to man."

"You're evil, you know that?" Lando threatens.

"Come on mate, don't make me come over there." Oscar threatens in return.

Lando continued to avert his gaze, and Oscar does follow through, coming closer to Lando, pulling him up to stand from the couch. At that, Lando puts his hands up in front of himself to attempt to balance, immediately hitting Oscar's warm skin as a consequence. He finally looks down to see what he's done, and sees nothing but sweeping shadows and toned skin, everywhere. He stutters out an attempt at a sentence, his hands sliding down towards his sides, just lightly grazing the skin of Oscar's stomach as he does, before he looks back up into his teammates eyes.

"So?" Oscar asks, a teasing brow lifted at Lando.

And Lando smashes their mouths together before he can stop himself, his hands coming up to cradle the sides of Oscar's face. The other boy meets his force with matched vigor, pushing further into Lando's space so their fronts are pressed together.

When they break apart, the usual pink of Oscar's mouth is a bit more flushed than before, and Lando can see a slight pull of blood from where he may have caught Oscar's lip a bit too tightly between his teeth. Oscar does nothing but look at him, chuckle a bit, and turn around, Lando's eyes sweeping the expanses of the revealed skin, trying to commit it to memory before it disappeared.

"I'll take that as a positive, then." Oscar jokes, pointing a finger into the air infront of himself, before slipping back into his room and shutting the door fully.

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futuregws · 5 months

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Apparently Lando liking Tate's photo was him "shooting his shot" (don't come for me this is exactly what someone on here said) so I would like to give some examples of this man "shooting his shot" with other people, enjoy.

First we have:

Max Fewtrell

He liked both of those photos so pretty obvious that he's "shooting his shot" duh but then there's more.

He posted pictures of them hanging out, if that isn't like the biggest sign of something, it's very sus.

This are just some examples with Max we would never leave this place if I continued so let's move on to:

Oscar Piastri

Look how many he liked wow, and there was more, this is the ultimate "shooting his shot" move. Not even trying to hide it, once again very sus

Anyway, next:

Carlos Sainz

Carlando is real I guess.

And I had a lot more but I can only include 10 photos so I'm gonna have to cut it short, but I think this one really is the biggest sign of Lando "shooting his shot" with someone bc I mean he even commented

So last but not least

Daniel Ricciardo

Anyway I don't understand how people could just miss this and only mention the girls he interacts with on social media or hangs out with in real life, bc isn't it a bit hypocritical, but oh well that's not how we are over here so moral of the story Lando is "shooting his shot" with a whole bunch of people not just women, I think we could say that he's doing that to everyone that he follows tbh.

Bc ain't no way this man could be liking a photo or interacting with friends just for the sake of it, and bc you know they are friends, it's not realistic, definitely hiding something. Sus

Please note the sarcasm in this whole post, bc some people seem to not be understanding my sarcasm lately

#Lando norris #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #daniel ricciardo #max fewtrell #Carlando ??#Landoscar ??#f1 gossip #Lando norris gossip

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lostmymind-0 · 28 days

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Sugary Sweet I SMAU pt.2 I LN4x Piastri!Reader

AN: it is a little short but maybe there will be a written or a mixed fic soon

Landonorris

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Winter break with my fav Aussi ❤🇦🇺

tagged: Oliviapiastri.pvt

Oliviapiastri.pvt: My fav brit ❤🇬🇧

Oscarpiastri: WOW...choosing my own twin ower me...

-> Landonorris: She is the better Piastri twin

-> Oliviapiastri.pvt: I really am☺

Danielricciardo: I thought i was your fav Aussi!!??

-> Landonorris: She is, sorry (not sorry)🤷‍♂️

User1: Not Oscar adn Danny having a meltdown in the comments

Oscarpiastri

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POV: Your sister and your teamamte continue to be disgustingly in love in 2024😒

Oliviapiastri.pvt: You are such a grump Osc! Plus you said you were happy for us!

-> Oscarpiastri: I am happy that you are happy but i still dont have to see you two being this in love all the time!!

-> Landonorris: Hater

Danielricciardo: I thoguht they were cute but now that I am not Lando's fav Aussi anymore...😒

User2: Poor Oscar having to third wheel his sister and teammate all the time

McLaren

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How to get your favourite intern to stay and take the job offer?🤔

Everything all the other teams offered? ❌

A cute British boy? (and her twin brother, I guess) ✅

Oliviapiastri.pvt: I can not leave them without supervision 🤷‍♀️😅

-> McLaren: We thank you for this big sacrifice 🙏

User3: mother 🙏🤤 oh and Lando I guess...

Oliviapiastri.pvt

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Yeasderday a little girl came running to me in the paddock and told me how happy she was to see someone with the same type of Sensor as her.

It made me think of myself in her age, around seven or eight, i was freshly diagnosed and scared. I am the first in my family to be diabetic and also had no one growing up who could fully feel what it is like to have it.

The little girl inspired me to show more about how i deal with it and my life with it. But most importntly do i want to show little girls like her and myself that you can be diabetic and sucsessful.💕

Landonorris: I am so proud of you baby ❤

Oscarpiastri: Little Olivia would be so proud of you right now!

User4: Oh my gosh, i love her even more now!😍

User5: I love to see strong, sucsessful women💅

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leclerc-s · 6 months

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the blue - part one

summary: falling in love with your brother's best friend was a cliche and amelia holland promised she'd never fall victim to that cliche. and it had worked for the longest time until suddenly he seemed like the perfect person for her. but he toyed with her, twisted the knife in her like she meant nothing and then he walked in. he came out of the blue and she realized getting her heartbroken by harrison had been the best thing to ever happen to her because it brought her him.

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amelia glared at her brother for what felt like the 100th time, he was a liar who she no longer trusted.

tom turned to look at her and laughed at her pout, “i told you he wasn’t a driver for them anymore.”

“i thought you were lying to me,” amelia replied, “i can’t believe i flew out from new jersey to be disappointed like this.”

"wow," tom breathed out, "not even getting to spend time with your favorite brothers could ruin your disappointment."

"you're not my favorite, sam and harry are."

"oh look, there's lando norris, his new teammate shouldn't be far," paddy pointed out, "we should go say hello."

"no," amelia protested, "we shouldn't. danny's not with him. who's the new teammate anyways? i bet he's not as good as danny."

"wow, and here i thought i was a good driver to be in f1," an australian voice said, "massive daniel ricciardo fan, i take it?"

tom and paddy snickered, watching as amelia turned around in horror to face the owner of the voice. she grimaced, "sorry, i'm bitter."

"you don't say?" he teased.

"i also had no clue danny had left mclaren, i've been busy. not that it's an excuse to shit on your skills, i'm sure you're a great driver. i'm just a huge daniel ricciardo fan. in my defense i also didn't know sebastian vettel had retired, sometimes i'm chronically offline other times i'm not," amelia rambled, she stuck her hand out for a handshake, "amelia holland."

the australian smiled, "oscar piastri, pleasure to meet you. even if you did shit on my skills."

"i'm sorry," she apologized and oscar laughed, "no problem, you wouldn't be the first and you won't be the last."

her brothers continued snickering, only this time they were joined by the other mclaren driver. lando raised an eyebrow at both of them, "you two done flirting?"

"tom done talking you ear off about golf and his girlfriend?" amelia snarked back, "and we weren't flirting."

"sure," paddy joked, "and the sun is green."

amelia noticed a specific blonde coming their way, and she ducked down, "i need to use the bathroom. i'll be back later."

she rushed away before her brothers could protest. it apparently hadn't been quick enough because she heard his voice call out to her but she ignored him. amelia was a coward and she knew it, she wasn't ready to face him, not after he had broken her heart and twisted the knife by introducing a girlfriend to them two weeks later.

ameliaholland cropped paddy out because he pissed me off. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME DANIEL RICCIARDO WASN'T DRIVING FOR MCLAREN ANYMORE??

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username this has got to be the funniest shit i’ve ever seen and i’m a ferrari fan.

username oh lord, someone’s been too busy in the studio to keep up with f1

↳ ameliaholland DON’T REMIND ME!! I FLEW OUT FROM THE STATES FOR THIS??

↳ username totally forgot girlie flew straight from a taylor swift concert to be at the monaco gp

tomholland2013 i literally texted you that danny wasn’t driving for mclaren when it was announced.

username JUSTICE FOR PADDY!!

↳ ameliaholland fuck paddy, he was being a little shit.

ameliaholland posted new stories

took a wrong turn and ended up in the wrong garage

someone get danny ric back in an f1 car!

met some pretty weird guys in monaco

landonorris and oscarpiastri just followed you!

you ditched us for red bull?

no, i actually did take a wrong turn and ended up there. one of their assistants helped get me back to mclaren hospitality.

are you feeling okay? did harrison do something to you?

no, why would you ask that?

okay, i know we joke about me being stupid, but i'm not. i notice things, especially when it comes to my sister.

i'm fine, i just don't like his girlfriend

because she has the one thing that you want?

woah, what?

like i said, i notice things amelia, i know you like him.

i did. i don't think i do anymore, if any of my current songs i've written are anything to go by.

ooh new music? inspired by my dickhead of a best friend? i will be streaming and not because you're my baby sister.

TWO WEEKS LATER

ameliaholland a series of beach trips inspired me. say don’t go, out now.

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username MS.HOLLAND? WHO HURT YOU?

username WE RIDE AT DAWN!!

landonorris okay, but who hurt my new best friend? do i need to throw hands?

↳ ameliaholland i wasn’t aware we were best friends?

↳ landonorris dude. we bonded over missing danny. we’re best friends now.

oscarpiastri now i get why lando’s crying.

↳ landonorris SHUT UP YOU MUPPET!

↳ ameliaholland are you crying too piastri?

↳ oscarpiastri full on sobbing

tomholland2013 oh i get it now.

↳ ameliaholland shut your trap thomas!

↳ username what do you get mr.holland? spill the tea!

hazosterfield great song amelia!

taylorswift it's a beautiful song amelia 🩵

↳ ameliaholland thank you mother 🩵!

tuwaine who hurt you?

↳ ameliaholland life. life hurt me.

↳ tomholland2013 is that what we're calling him now?

↳ ameliaholland do you ever know how to shut up?

danielricciardo so this is the person lando claims he's trauma bonded with? interesting. cool song. who hurt you?

↳ ameliaholland I'M GONNA SCREAM!!

amelia holland DANIEL RICCIARDO KNOWS WHO I AM!! REJOICE!

lando norris YOU'RE WELCOME!! THIS IS MY DOING!

oscar piastri yeah, because you've been playing the song on a loop all day. i think max is close to strangling you.

amelia holland does max verstappen hate me? oscar piastri no, it's lando because he sounds like a dying cow singing. amelia holland oh thank god, i don't think i could stand being hated by an f1 driver

lando norris on a completely different topic, who hurt you so much? will there be more heartbreaking songs coming our way?

amelia holland maybe. maybe not. who knows.

lando norris you do! you know! and i know you're dodging the question! i'll just ask your brother, i know he knows.

oscar piastri you have her brother's number? lando norris of course not, i am followed by him on instagram, i can just dm.

amelia holland i don't want to talk about it. not right now.

lando norris fine, but i will find out the truth amelia. so are you going to be at silverstone?

amelia holland i have a show on the 8th? and then again the next weekend?

lando norris so? are you coming or not? you made it to the monaco gp and you had a show the day before?

oscar piastri she's going to be tired lando.

lando norris okay, will you at least watch the race bestie?

amelia holland of course, i want to watch max verstappen win again.

lando norris wow! okay. i now hate you. friendship over. tom is the superior holland

¡leclerc-s speaks! ignoring the fact that i've already used gracie as a faceclaim in another fic, i present the blue to you! i am charles and oscar girlie and let me tell you, brazil was not my weekend. i was struggling and oscar deserves more love. i have way too many ideas bouncing around in my head which is why i'm constantly putting new fics out. let's quickly ignore the fact that say don't go is a taylor swift song for the sake of the story and any future songs used in this.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the blue series #formula 1 #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x female oc #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 fic #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au

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