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its-avalon-08 · 1 day
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hi and i love ur writing. my ask is a bit specific so bear with me angel! if u could, make it social media style? if not thats okay! can you write an imagine where the reader is lando's sister and she is one of the mclaren engineers. she is the similar age as logan sargeant. they are secretly dating. herself and logan start soft lanuching. include driver reactions. thanks alot!!!
american boy and his sassy norris
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y/nnorris funny day (tagged : logansargeant)
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landonorris who tf is that.
→ lestappenismyfav omg fight fight fight
→ oscarpiastri @y/nnorris pls make this stop, he's searching for hitmans
danielricciardo @y/nnorris hope u enjoyed
→ y/nnorris @danielricciardo you totally acting as if you didn't keep asking for my location 2000 times?
→ landonorris why did danny know? DANNY WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?
logansargeant looks fun
→ y/nnorris it was
→ maxieboy ariana what are u doing here?
alexandrasaintmleux sweetums <3
→ y/nnorris ily alex <3
landonorris pick up ur phone
→ y/nnorris no
→ maxverstappen1 lando is coming towards u with a knife run pls..
→ charles_leclerc y/n who is the guy im so lost
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logansargeant just posted a story!
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oscarpiastri double date, me lily and you y/n, tmr night dinner
landonorris why does that look like y/n OH BOY YOU MOTHERFUCKING EAGLE BOY U BETTER NOT BE DATING MY LITTLE SISTER
y/nnorris aw bubs ily, lando is having a heart attack isn't he?
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y/nnorris just posted !
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y/nnorris pledging my allegiance to the flag of mclaren (and yes i am making fun of the american boy <3)
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landonorris im not angry pls pick up the phone
→ y/nnorris ok fine don't beg you look desperate
→ carlossainz @y/nnorris he's been whining for three hours
logansargeant why must u be the bully
→ y/nnorris @logansargeant pookie ily
→ loganpookielover GOALS I LOVE
maxverstappen1 P misses u <3 come over soon
→ y/nnorris coming over nowwww
→ kellypiquet ❤️❤️❤️
alexandrasaintmleux smartest girl i know <333
→ y/nnorris marry me
→ charles_leclerc y/nnorris get out now. she's mine
˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆。˚ ꕥ˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆。˚ ꕥ˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆。˚ ꕥ˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆。˚ ꕥ˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆。
logansargeant and y/nnorris posted a story!
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{caption - hard launch <3} {caption - met my forever}
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i hope you enjoyed! happy reading <3 do send in more requests! as for pre existing requests- im working on it! lots of love ava
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formulafangirl · 2 days
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I keep imagining red bull having an unofficial set of rules for dealing with Lestappen
Max needs to talk about Charles for at least 3 hours a day for his mental wellbeing
For everyone else’s mental wellbeing there is a rota
Max doesn’t know about the rota, he just tends not to notice if the person he’s talking at is replaced
(The record is 4 different people during one maxplaining session)
If you ever need to distract Max just mention Charles and he’ll forget about whatever he was originally saying
This does not need to be subtle.
You are not allowed to mention Charles Leclerc in any meetings or they will last at least 30 minutes longer than scheduled
You are not allowed to mention karting in front of Max or he will start talking about Charles
Similarly for Ferrari, red, Monaco, ice cream, or anything that might remind him of Charles
If Max is angry or grumpy, the only way to fix this is by listening to him talk about Charles
If you ever see Max talking to Checo about Charles you have to interrupt (Checo has to deal with both of them every race weekend)
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“The lion…the sun ☀️”
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fcb-mv33 · 14 hours
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Walking sunshine😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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aquamarinemoonlit · 2 days
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when’s you’re in who loves lestappen more competition but max verstappen is already there
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I hate this silly season 😭
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for bi people
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Formula Skippy
„Once upon a time, there was a SPC Schwarz stationed with the Army in the Balkans. SPC Schwarz was either very clever or very bored; but probably both, since he managed to attempt or be warned about 213 things he wasn’t allowed to do. He collected those things into a hilarious list and posted them to the web. […]
First, a word of intro For those of you that don’t really know Skippy, he’s a friend of mine that, in a sad state of sobriety, decided to join the Army. He’s also one of the Universe’s great agents of Chaos and Discord. Feel free to email him with whatever questions you might have, and don’t be concerned about whether or not he knows you or even if he understands what the hell you’re talking about. I don’t. BTW: Skippy is in Psyops. The first time I met him he was wearing a kilt made of fruit roll-ups. Now, on to the list!“
skippys list x f1
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annahamiltonsstuff · 22 hours
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The kingdom of Formula 1
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chasingseb · 2 days
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its-avalon-08 · 3 days
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hey can you write that Carlos Sainz is his wife Y/N (she is also Spanish) are nicknamed the couple the funny ones in the paddock because they often play pranks on each other on TikTok and they often tease each other because they have the same personality as it's their humor and that they are both tactile
glitter and lucky socks
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the air in imola crackled with nervous energy, race day for the emilia romagna grand prix. but amidst the tension, a familiar giggle echoed through the ferrari garage. there, carlos sainz, in his pristine red race suit, was doubled over, socks clutched in his hand.
"no, no, no!" he wheezed, laughing so hard he was struggling to breathe. "that can't be real! y/n, you didn't!"
across the garage, you, his ever-playful wife, smirked, phone in hand. "y/n! you dyed my lucky socks pink?" carlos' voice, laced with mock horror, reached your ears.
you winked, feigning innocence. "what socks, cariño? i haven't seen any pink socks around."
carlos knew that look. it was the same mischievous glint he saw reflected back in his own eyes every time he'd snuck toothpaste into your shampoo or replaced your coffee with a peppermint smoothie (much to your initial disgust since you hated it, but ultimate amusement).
"oh, come on," he whined, getting up and moving to grab you from your waist. "mi amor ¿por qué debes burlarte de mí? (my love why must you tease me?). y/n still holding up her phone, to record her shenanigans, had small tears in her eyes following her husband's reaction. after posting the tiktok the caption read: 'sending some extra luck to my favorite driver (don't worry, they're his backup pair) #f1 #pranksforsainz #losdivertidos
the video had already blown up, with comments like "y/n is savage" and "carlos, your wife is a menace!" erupting like virtual popcorn.
charles leclerc, carlos' teammate, strolled by, phone in hand. he glanced at the video, then at carlos' pink-socked foot, and burst out laughing. "mate, you're doomed!"
carlos groaned, but a smile tugged at his lips. you two were known in the paddock as 'the funny ones'. your constant pranks, playful teasing, and the undeniable fact that you seemed to share the same mischievous personality – it was all part of your humor, your way of showing affection. as charles saw the way carlos and y/n looked at eachother he chuckled as he remembered the times carlos had put a whoopie pillow down on y/n's chair infront of the ceo of ferrari much to her horror or how y/n had replaced carlos's hair gel with glitter. the two were madly in love and in such a serious world, they still found time to be human.
charles continued to recall how carlos would always hold you in anyway he could, how he would grasp on to your pinky finger in a crowd, how y/n would always hug carlos from behind, the way carlos and y/n's hand were permanently intertwined. amidst all the pranks and jokes, the couple knew each other inside and out.
later, after the race (which carlos, miraculously, managed to win, pink socks and all), you found him in the pits, a towel draped over his shoulders.
"so," you said, leaning in for a kiss that left him breathless, "about that luck i sent your way..."
carlos chuckled, pulling you into a hug. "you're lucky i love you," he mumbled against your hair.
"and you're lucky i put the real socks back in your bag before you left for the grid," you whispered, earning a playful shove that sent you both into another fit of laughter.
as mechanics swarmed around them, celebrating the win, charles shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. there they go again, he thought. those two are a riot. but then he saw you plant a big, lipstick-stained kiss on carlos' cheek, and a warmth spread through him. maybe a little paddock romance wasn't such a bad thing after all.
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well i hope you liked it! thank you for sending in your request and do send more <3 happy reading! 🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️
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endofbeginings · 12 hours
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6/24.
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Miami🤌🥵
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Pursuing blue
(🎎) Pairing: Oscar Piastri x male reader
(🎎) Summary: Diego, red bull’s rookie for 2024, thinks Oscar looks way better in blue, and will make sure to let him know.
Genre: secret relationship?
(🎎) Warnings: Smut, cussing, secret relationship, English is not my first language.
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He sat between Max and Oscar. Both of them were very pale and, after expending all the summer vacations in Cadiz, he was now very tanned, golden skin and surfers bleached blonde hair.
The press conference was boring, they always are. Soft voices talking in the background, sometimes a call of attention, answering a question, then laughing due Lando’s or Max’s response.
“This is so boring” Diego threw himself softly against Oscar. Shoulders touching and his breathing against the freckles of his neck.
“I know” he mumble behind his hands, his eyes still in front, even tho he kneeled back. Diego toke his hat off, earning a questioning look from the blond to his left. The blue Red Bull hat sat in Oscar’s head, hiding his pretty chestnut hair.
“Doesn’t he look fabulous?” Diego spoke directly into the australian’s microphone. They all laughed at the gesture, a friendly gesture between McLaren and Red Bull’s new acquisitions. Just two friends messing around “Blue looks so good on you, amor” he mumbled behind his breath, causing a slight pink blush to run over the boys cheeks. The hat was left in the Piastri’s head the rest of the interview. Sometimes, he would move forward to catch Diego’s attention back on him, or even lean into him.
Oscar was cheeky. He liked to tease Diego, he liked the deep looks across the room, the provoking touches or the sight of the Spaniard licking his lips as response.
After the ‘blue suits you’ comment he began wearing said color at all occasion. A baby blue Ralph Laurent polo for a dinner between friends, that casually included Diego, a blue suit for a photoshop with a magazine, he insisted in the color, Oscar even started using the blue heart anytime he and Diego talked through message. In honor to the Barcelona Grand Prix, Diego’s hometown -he was from a town somewhere in Tarragona-, he decided to wear a dark blue T-shirt that clearly resembled the Spaniard’s team color.
He noticed a blond curly hair as he came closer to the paddock, he was talking with Carlos, a red bull in hand, always committed with the sponsors -Max probably had something to do-. Oscar made sure to pass near them, near enough for Carlos to wave at him, near enough for Diego to turn around and admire his pale skin disappear into the dark blue.
It didn’t take long until Oscar felt a hand around his arm. It was easy to identify him by the ridiculous amount of bracelets around his arms, and because oscar knew he would come.
“Hey!” He was out of breath from running towards him, the free hand brushing his hair.
“Hi” Oscar smiled like he only could, “Did you need anything?” teasing voice combined with the innocent look in his eyes.
“Yeah so ah- are you free? Or?” Wow, so we’re going straight to the points. Even tho Oscar would have enjoyed to play around a bit more, he understood the desperation of the spaniard, there had been weeks since they had a proper… encounter.
“Lando and I were getting lunch but I guess I can join later” he could do that for Diego.
“That’s so good, ‘cause Max is out having lunch with Kelly and P” the blond head moved slightly towards some Red bull engineers, as a silent way to say hi. Not more than 5 seconds later he was glancing back at Oscar “My drivers room is empty, nobody around to bother, you know?” Everyone was out having lunch before the first sprint, why not taking advantage of it?
“Really?”
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The tan rough fingers wrapped around its base, caressing it slowly, struggling to take it all in. Grunts and breathy moans escaped his lips.
“Ah-fuck,” Oscar hissed, his hand pushing the head further, the tip of his cock hitting the back of the spaniard's throat. “Fuck” he sighed shakily, his flushed intimacy moving inside the other’s mouth. “Oh god” Oscar gasped when he saw Diego's reddened cheeks, the tears ran down his cheeks, taking him deep. Diego's brownish eyes watched him persistently behind his thick eyelashes. Oscar couldn't resist short gasps at his shamelessness, lifting his hips and throwing his head back. Diego's hand ran along his thigh, squeezing wherever he could.
The australian's vision was blurry at this point, his lips parted, letting out shaky sighs and breathy grunts, as he gripped his ash brown hair, using Diego’s throat for his own pleasure.
“Oh, baby” he mumbled with certain difficulty. Successfully taking a deep moan from the australian. “I’m- I’m so close” he whimpered silently. His breathing became even heavier, proving he was, in fact, closer, way closer.
A couple more thrusts and he was shaking out of breath below the blond.
“So good for me, amor” Diego sat on his legs, hugging the brunette's neck, who reciprocated the action by caressing his lower back. Diego let soft caresses of his nose against the other's ear. “Such a good boy” he muttered again, exhaling exhausted against his neck.
“God,” a small laugh burbled from Oscar, who still had his head reclined on the couch. “You're not real.” Still flushed and sweaty, Diego placed a kiss on his exposed neck. His hips formed an involuntary sway, creating friction between them. Oscar gasped at the feel of the fabric against the still sensitive area. “Dee, don't fuck with me. Come on” This one did not seem fazed, continuing his movements.
“Amor” his hoarse voice from the blowjob he had just given the Australian. Oscar couldn’t resist from pulling him into a kiss. Diego's fingers tangled with his hair in light spirals of pleasure, directing the kiss to greater intensity. Oscar gasped against the Spaniard's reddened lips.
“Do you really want to?”
“I never seem to get enough of you” he murmured, still against the Australian's lips. His outlined hands ran against the pale, calloused hands, tightening their grip on his hips. Oscar took the opportunity to kiss the edge of his jaw gently.
“You are very difficult to please, you know?” he spoke still leaving kisses on the opposite jaw.
“Come on, porfavor,” he begged, “I just want to let you know how good you look in blue.” The brunette lowered his hand again to his ass, squeezing it and managed to extract a loud and clumsy moan. “Do it” more moans continued as his hand worked the Red bull's pilot hole. A condom out of his pocket and he was thrusting into Diego.
“Dios, Oscar” His mind was abstract, the overwhelming pleasure limited his ability to express himself in anything other than his native language. “Muévete” he mumbled with certain difficulty, barely been able to form words “Se siente tan bien”
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idkplsleavemealone · 3 days
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me when i type dutch lesbian instead of butch lesbian
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