It's Always A Good Time To Bring This Photoshoot Back Up.

IN A GALAXY FAR, FAR AWAY (ONGOING)

summary: there's little time between fast cars and spaceships, but you make it work

pairing: lando norris x fem! actress! reader (entirely faceless)

a/n: stuck between a rock (f1 brainrot) and a hard place (star wars brainrot)

[ part 1 ] - 11/09/2023 [ part 2 ] - 12/09/2023 [ part 3 ] - 14/09/2023 [ part 4 ] - 15/09/2023 [ part 5 ] - 17/09/2023

gimme, gimme, gimme —pierre gasly.

this one is for @goldxnweathxr 🧡

summary: one shot where y/n doesn't know who pierre is and they meet one night in greece during the summer break.

"bitch you better get ready we leave in two hours", val shaked my shoulders and got up to start doing her hair.

"look i love you guys and i now we swore to party the shit out of ourselves but we went out yesterday, and the day before, AND the day before. i'm exhausted", i said turning on the bed and lying face to face with the hard mattress.

it was not a comfortable bed but we didn't want to spend much money on a fancy greek hotel, so we found this house that rented rooms for a very little price and we didn't hesitate. it wasn't like we spent a lot of the time on the bed or even in the room since we spent most of the time visiting greece and partying. very much to say the least.

"ivan said this is the best party of the season, y/n. i swear if you don't wanna go out after tonight i'll even stay with you, but you gotta come with us", i heard angi's voice coming from the bathroom where she was taking a shower.

"my social battery ran out i swear", i whined.

"well nothing a few beers won't recharge", said val. "c'mon you'll get to wear that beautiful dress you bought the day we arrived. this is the perfect occasion."

"YES PLEASE YOU LOOK SO HOT IN THAT DRESS", angi screamed and i started laughing because god i don't know what i would do without these two freaks.

i turned and faced the ceiling. what was one more night of alcohol and dancing? i could do it. i wasn't gonna pretend like this was not the main reason we came to greece. i knew what i had signed up for. yes the sights were amazing but the parties were awesome.

so i pulled myself together. "fine, but you guys will pay for my drinks tonight, i don't care."

"don't be delusional", val and angi said at the same time and we all burst out laughing.

"well you idiots are forcing me to go, i want something in return", i got up and went to my suitcase to find the dark blue dress i was gonna wear.

"shut up and start getting ready, i want to do your makeup", val said and she clapped her hands, excited. how could i say no to that?

tonight will be a night to remember. i convinced myself and then i told angi to hurry so i could shower.

.

we met up with ivan and his friends at his house that was two blocks down the street from where we were staying. ivan was our very much appreciated greek friend that had showed us around and got us into every party there was. we loved ivan, he was an angel.

"you ladies look gorgeous tonight", he greeted us. "especially you", he murmured to angi as he gave her a peck on the lips. oh summer love. the truth was the moment these two had laid eyes on each other there was no way to separate them. "we better get going then, tonight is gonna be crowded."

and boy he was not lying. the big party was at a private mansion and there were people everywhere. this seemed like a fancy rich private party and i had no idea how ivan got us in, but i was very glad i was wearing this fine dress.

the music was loud, and there was a heated atmosphere that surrounded the crowded mansion. ivan and his friends went to get us drinks as my friends dragged me to the dance with them.

we were laughing and dancing, having a pretty good time but i needed to pee. badly. but i also had no clue where the bathroom was so i quickly told my friends i'd be back in 5 and went to search for the bathroom. i went upstairs and found a hallway with a few closed doors, since there were people chatting –and some too deep in each other's throats to be chatting– hanging out in the hallway i assumed one of the doors lead to the bathroom.

i tried the first one on my right but it was locked so i got to the next one a few steps away and went the knob turned i opened the door. sadly what i encountered was not the bathroom but to random people having sex. i left out a gasp as i quickly walked backwards and slammed the door shut. but while i was trying to erase the image of what i had just witnessed i felt icy cold liquid pouring down my shoulder and getting my dress partially wet. i turned around to find a guy –a very hot guy– with wide eyes looking simultaneously at me and my wet dress.

"sorry love, but you gotta be more careful", he said. he spilled his drink over me and i gotta be more careful?

"yeah it's funny the fact that YOUR drink is all over me but I'm the one who has to be more careful huh", i shot back.

he had the nerve to laugh. at my face. "yes very funny how you got on my way while you were walking backwards and made me spill my drink", he said his eyes glistened with amusement. "my drink which i was very much enjoying i must say."

"you know what? never mind. i still have to find the bathroom", i quickly said looking one last time at his beautiful blue eyes as i went to the other door. my hand touched the knob when i heard his voice again.

"unless you want to see something your pretty eyes might regret later," yeah too late for that. " don't open that door. bathroom's on the last door on your left."

i didn't say thank you and i didn't even look at him as i went to the door he said and found myself entering a very luxurious bathroom. "well it's not that bad", i murmured to myself, watching my reflection on the mirror. yes one side of my dress, where the drink had gotten, was wet but i figured it would dry soon enough. so i quickly peed and came back to my friends, who somehow had gotten on a table and were dancing their asses off. val yelled at me to come join them but i said no, wanting to get a drink first but as i was about to leave i heard the song that started playing and i freezed. i turned to look at my friends to find them freezed as well. this has to be a dream. the song blasting through the speakers was "gimme, gimme, gimme" by abba and i wasted no time to get on the table with my friends, laughing and singing the lyrics to our favorite abba song.

i looked around, trying to spot ivan to ask him to take a video of us but to my surprise the guy my eyes landed upon was mr. icy cold drink. we locked eyes and he smirked, waving a hand at me. i shaked my head and turned to my friends, dancing as the song ended. my two best friends wrapped their arms over me and we all hugged, laughing.

"this has to be the best thing we've done here", angi said.

the three of us got off the table and spotted ivan coming towards us. he quickly took angi by the waist and started dancing with her, and me and val went to find someone to dance with. the music was loud, and i was moving my hips to the beat when i felt a pair of hands on my hips and someone sincronizing their hips to mine, dancing to the song. my back was pressed into someone's chest and i turned my face to see who it was, i found a familiar face and i couldn't avoid the laugh i let out.

"i can't escape you, can i?", i said turning to face mr. icy cold drink. still moving to the sound of the music i put my hands on his chest and i took a moment to properly look at him. why is he following me around? and how is he so fucking hot? his blue eyes locked in mine and he casually bit his lower lip as he moved my hands from his chest and placed them around his neck.

he smiled. "i kinda feel bad about the dress."

"you will have to make up for it then", i raised my eyebrows. truth was? i was starting to forget about the dress incident. this man was so handsome i couldn't seem to take my eyes off of him, and yes he had acted like a prick upstairs but now that i had those perfectly shaped lips so close to me, i couldn't get away. call me weak.

"deal", he didn't even hesitate. he gripped my hips and got closer. we moved in perfect sync. and danced, and danced, for what it felt like forever and not enough at the same time. song after song our connection only seemed to get better, the tension building between us like a freaking lego set. i didn't want to make it easy though, because then where was all the fun?

he was mere inches from my face as he got closer and when our lips briefly touched i turned and pressed my back against his chest. moving my hair to one side exposing my neck, i turned my face to see him. i felt his hot breath on my neck, and he started to leave kisses on the exposed area.

"this is the game you're going to play huh?", he whispered in my ear, and i started to notice a bit of an accent in his voice. he quickly grabbed me and turned me to face him, he pressed his hands on my lower back and as we were dancing, his mouth started to explore my neck. i closed my eyes while he left wet kisses on my neck, and then he slowly reached my jaw and kissed it, going up and up he stopped very closed to my lips. one of my hands went up to his hair and when i thought he was going to join our lips together he swiftly placed his mouth next to my ear. "wanna get out of here?", he asked.

now it was my turn to murmur on his ear, "i don't even know your name."

"i'm pierre. pierre gasly" french. that explains the accent. "what about you?"

"i'm y/n y/ln", i replied.

"well then, y/n. wanna get out of here?", he smirked, and when i nodded he took my hand in his and lead us out of the party.

.

"here's where i've been staying for the past weeks", he said.

pierre was staying at a beach house, a very fancy one. he parked his car and we got off the car. i quickly sent a text to the groupchat saying that i was fine, and that i went out with a hot french boy so my friends wouldn't worry later. he opened the door and took my hand to guide me through the house.

"so you don't live here huh", i said, admiring the beautiful house.

"it's a nice place to live, but no, unfortunately. i'm only here for my summer break vacations", pierre said and took us to the pool area.

"what do you do for a living?", i asked genuinely curious. maybe his family has a big business, he definitely makes a lot of money.

"i'm a chauffeur", he said, smiling wide with amusement. he's probably a playboy that's why he wont tell me what he does for a living. all right, i can play this game.

"oh then i should hire you, i suppose...if you're free. you know you can't tell this to anybody but i'm actually a princess and i very much need a chauffeur to drive me around", i leaned into him in secrecy, playing along with this charade.

he took his time looking at my lips, driving me insane, and then his eyes came back to mine. "i'm at your service whenever you need a ride", he winked at me.

the pool was huge and illuminated. i felt so alive tonight, like he woke up something fearless in me. i dropped his hand and took my heels off then jumped into the pool without overthinking it, surprised to feel the not-at-all cold water. i looked up from the pool to where he stood and i smiled at pierre, "don't leave me all alone here, gasly."

he shaked his head, smiling and he started to unbutton his shirt. i wasn't trying to hide my gaze on him. every inch of him was muscle, his well trained body looked as if an old sculpturor had carved him delicately. he was insanely beautiful, every little detail about him. ok stop drooling, you fool. he took his shoes off and joined me at the pool at once.

"you know..", he said, wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "this dress is now too wet."

"a shame, truly", i said, intoxicated by his voice, and i put my hands around his neck.

"so, i believe we should get rid of it", as soon as those words left his lips, the world seemed to stop. and then his hands moved delicately to the zip on my back, his fingers lingered there and his eyes searched mine for confirmation.

"i believe so too", our noses touching he slowly unzipped my dress and then undressed me in the pool, leaving me only wearing my panties. i almost shook when i felt his big hands roaming on my back, wanting to touch every part of me.

i wrapped my legs around him, and just in queue he joined our lips together. the kiss started as a sparkle, he was surprisingly sweet and gentle, my hands lost in his hair, one of them went to the base of his neck, and that was the moment the kiss turned into a fucking firework. i opened my mouth letting his tongue in. we kissed each other like we were the last two people on earth, and we couldn’t have enough of one another. he bit my lower lip, as one of his hands went down to grab my ass, and by doing so i was even more pressed to him, and i could feel how hard he was.

"there's no way i'm fucking you in a pool", he murmured against my lips and i felt him adjust his hands, one on my ass and one on my back, i smiled against his lips and held on tight to him as he took us both out of the pool. i started to kiss his jaw, dropping slowly to his neck, while he took us to the room. i could feel his grip on my ass tightened when i kissed his neck, softly biting and then easing it off with my tongue. i heard a door opening and next thing i knew, he was kissing me again, his lips like a drug, only making me want more and more.

he gently put me down, my back hitting a soft mattress, his lips dropped to my collarbone, and then went lower. one of his hands grabbed my breast and his mouth went to the other, taking my nipple into his mouth, stealing soft moans from me, as he bit it and then swirled his tongue around it. then his mouth went lower, past my navel and stopped at my inner thigh. his hands carelessly touching my thighs grabbed the elastic of my underwear and pulled it down slowly, my core throbbed in anticipation, but just when one of his hands touched my entrance, i took his hand and stopped him, gathering every bit of control i had left.

"you're still wearing clothes", i looked at him, raising an eyebrow.

"that won't be a problem for long, then", he replied, and then stood, looking at me with hunger in his eyes.

"let me do the honors", i said and before i lost the impulse and i got on my knees and my hands traveled to the button of his pants. after they were unbuttoned he quickly took them off, and then my hands couldn't avoid to go to his firm abdomen to touch him before sliding my fingers into the elastic band of his boxers and setting his dick free. he catched my intentions and before i could grab him he put my hand away and softly pushed me back on the bed, he bent over and kissed me again.

"in bed we play my game, princess", he murmured against my lips.

.

3 days had passed since that crazy night. the day after it we spend it together at his house and then he dropped me off at my not-so-fancy room. not that he cared though, i smiled remembering us in the small room that was luckily empty, my friends being outside visiting some place with ivan.

"this mattress is so fucking uncomfortable i feel like we're laying on the ground", he had murmured against my lips. i couldn't repress my smile.

"suck it up, fancy boy", i had said, kissing him fiercely, soaking up every moment with him because i knew whatever this was would end soon, and a part of me didn't want to accept it.

after we slept together in my room, we said goodbye. pierre explained to me that he had a busy week at work so he had to leave the island, so we parted ways, him going to god knows where and me staying with my friends for a few more days in greece.

val, angi and me were laying all together in our bed watching an old movie when someone knocked on the door. i got up to open it, thinking it would probably be ivan, but to my surprise it was the kind lady who had rented us the room and was in change of everything.

"hello", she said smiling at me."this package was dropped off for y/n."

confusion filled me. i thanked her and took the small white box and looked ay my friends with furrowed eyebrows. i put the box on the bed and the three of us just stared at it for a moment. after snapping back to reality i sat on the bed and opened it. the first thing i saw was a handwritten note i took it and read it out loud, my heart beating faster and faster with every word.

"you seriously didn't belive i was a chauffeur right? see you on friday, princess. text me when you get here", i looked up from the note to my friends, processing the words written on the piece of paper. "pierre."

he had left his phone number after his name. my eyes darted to the insight of the box to see a single silver shining paddock pass. i looked at my friends again, shocked. val was the first one to break the silence.

"so are we gonna pretend we know what a paddock pass is?"

angi took his phone and quickly googled it, a gasp coming out of his mouth. "holy shit", she said, smiling wide. "it's a formula 1 pass, like the most vip shit there is."

i was still processing the fact that he had came back to me, sent this pass for me to go see him. but now it all hit me at once, a quiet laugh that then turned into a loud one escaped my lips. oh my god i slept with a fucking formula 1 driver.

𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬.

 pairing. anakin skywalker x f!reader 

synopsis. anakin finds loopholes in the jedi code.

warnings. 18+. this is sexually explicit, do not read this or interact with my blog if you’re a minor. do not copy my shit, i’ll find out. cock warming, p in v penetration but no movement. whimper-y anakin, if you move i'll leave the jedi order type beat.  

an. just a little something i wrote for the kinktober i never did. I thought i'd post instead of letting it collect dust in my drafts. the prompt was cockwarming! hope i did anakin justice<3 pls comment & reblog.

You find him at the window.

Sitting, with his thighs open and chest bare, staring out into the abyss. The night glints at the beads of sweat sliding down his chest, and his fingers drum endlessly against his thighs.

He heard you wake up, so he’s expecting your company, and has leaned back against the chair – thin black gown falling open – ready for you to climb all over him.

It happens often.

It’s not uncommon to wake up without him.

Most nights, you startle out of your slumber – as if even asleep, you’d sensed a shift – and blink at the space on the mattress beside you.

Finding him was easy.

You pad through the living room and wordlessly reach him in his post-nightmare state. His hair is tousled, sculpted chest is slick with sweat -- there’s an energy vibrating off of him, and you can taste it in the air.

Stepping behind him, you gently run the tips of your fingers over his shoulders, and the whirlpool in Anakin’s belly settles for a second. When you move into frame, it’s gone completely, replaced by a warm heat that has roots. He breathes a smile.

“Like clockwork.”

You give him a sheepish grin in return and fiddle with the fabric of your small nightgown. There’s a moment where Anakin gets to look at you – all sleepy and cuddly – and he’s ready to escape with you off of this forsaken planet.

His will holds strong.

“Are you waiting for an invitation?” he asks, raising a scarred brow, and despite your groggy state, you still manage to roll your eyes. Stepping closer, you use his broad shoulders as anchors to slip onto his lap.

“Don’t make that face,” Anakin hushes, and while you settle back onto his thighs, his metal hand comes up. He traces the line of your jaw, “You know I let you do what you want.”

His spare hand steadies your hips, and it’s still warm from his lightsaber. Calloused fingers run over your skin, reminding you of the fight that’s leaving scars – the war that’s brewing, both inside and outside of his mind.

In moments like this, though, there’s a subtle calm.

An impenetrable force that hums over the pair of you.

You lean into his palm and whisper, “Not everything.”

There’s a haunted edge to your gaze, and your words are loaded. Anakin knows what you mean, knows all the intricacies of your subtle dig, and yet, he still manages to smile.

Well, smirk.

“What do you want? Just say the word.”

You wouldn’t, and Anakin knows that. He’s caught your bluff, and you manage a bashful smile before gently leaning forward, dragging your hips against his lap.  

Anakin’s cloth-covered thigh nestles against the thin fabric of your underwear. Your smile falters, lips parting. You push your forehead against his, and whisper, “If I say the words, I’ll never forgive myself.”

“I know,” he breathes, “I know.”

I want more.

A life together, not stolen moments when the sun is down.

An attachment. A bond.

But it’s forbidden.

It’s why it can’t go any further than this.

“What’d you dream about?” you wonder. Anakin pulls his eyes away from you, instead looking to where his thigh sits. The silence is your answer.

“I’ll still ask, even if you never tell.”

He takes hold of your bare thighs, rubbing his hands up and down, and you hum his name, reaching out to push his hair behind his ears.

“Pretty boy.”

“Stop it,” he huffs, cheeks reddening.

But how can you? When he’s all sharp lines and long hair. You run your hands up the bare panes of his muscular chest, feeling the deft of his muscles, and the dampness on his skin.

The air changes – hums electric – and it buzzes as you push his gown off his shoulders.

Carefully, you lean forward and place a chaste kiss against his collarbone.

“That’s better.”

Anakin hums a laugh. His hands snake around to your lower back, dig into the fat of your ass, and using the grip there, he gently rocks you forward once, forcing your clothed cunt to drag against his muscular thigh.

You whimper. It’s quiet, but Anakin can hear it, even if it’s muffled by his shoulder.

“’ S’what you came out here for, huh?” he whispers. The electric flooding through the walls hums, but the room is still eerily silent. Anakin’s voice is a roar.

You lick your lips and drag your face up to see him. “No,” you whisper, pressing a soft kiss against his top lip, “I like being with you, even if we don’t do this.”

Anakin has to close his eyes. Words like those are fuel to the fire brimming in his chest, and it doesn’t help that you wrap your arms around his neck and fiddle with the tail end of his hair.

Arching your back, you slowly roll backwards, then forward, teasing the bulge between his legs.

Releasing a shaky breath, you repeat the motion, again, and again, near humping his leg.  

A familiar ache begins to swell, coiling between your thighs and up into your belly. It makes you clench around nothing, and you mewl quietly, wishing for more – always wishing for more.

Still, you continue, slick pooling into your underwear and against his thigh.

Anakin can’t look at you. If he sees your face, his resolve will falter.

His nerves are shot. If he couldn’t feel how wet you are, he could smell it, and it makes a groan bristle behind his teeth.

He buries his head into the crook of your neck and busies himself with kissing at the soft shell of your throat, careful not to leave marks.

Once, you left a mouth-shaped mark against his stomach, and he looked at it every day for a week.

Caught himself with his top up in the mirror looking at the reflection, eyeing the way the mark sat on the firm lines of muscle, fading away with time.

A dark part of him wanted the mark on the slope of his neck.

“Wanna be inside of you.”

His admission rests heavily against your throat, and you’re thankful that he can’t see the way you clench your eyes closed.

Though, he does feel you tighten your grip on the back of his head. Feels you shift up against his thigh, and the warmth pooling in your underwear burns against him.  

He can sense you’re hesitant.

“’ can be like last time. Just – Just --” he stutters, licking his lips and struggling to release the words from the back of his throat. Finally, he manages. “--Sit on it.”

“Anakin.”

He pulls away from your neck and looks up at you.

“We can use it as an exercise.”

A laugh bursts from your throat, “To test your will?”

He smiles, and because you have to, you push your cunt against his crotch, uttering, “Want me to make It difficult for you?” and white flashes through Anakin’s eyes.

He grabs your hips to steady you, tensely pushing his fingers into your skin.

“Hardest challenge I’ll ever encounter.”

“You eager to impress?”

He kisses your jaw, “Don’t I always?”

“Mm,” you hum, cradling his chin. You shift back so he can pull his trousers down, and when you take his cock in your hand, he melts. His commanding aura switches for a moment, and you watch Anakin still his breathing.

You push your underwear to the side, and as you lift yourself to sink onto him, Anakin breathes, “Just the tip – just a little bit, j-just—” and he chokes on his words, gasping as you brush the leaking head of his cock through your folds.

You halt. Whimper. Have to grip his shoulder to steady yourself, or you’ll push him inside of you all at once and hurt yourself.

You inhale steadily.

“Have to – have to go slow,” you spurt, trying to calm your tremors.  

“It’s been a while since…”

You don’t have to finish your sentence. Anakin knows, and he feels a mix of pride and guilt. Only me, he thinks, and then, like a flash, only me, he swallows. And I can’t give her everything.

This. This is as far as it’ll go. He knows he’s pushing it. Knows that he’s come up with some convoluted rule to both have his cake and eat it too.

If he fucks you the way he wants to, he’ll fall in love with you. As if it hasn’t happened already.

Anakin has made lying to himself a speciality.

You push against him once more, and the tip of his cock nudges between your folds, forcing an ache to shoot through your clit and make you dizzy. You stop. Pause and curse yourself.

A slow burn builds in your thighs, and you clench down to try and mediate the burn. Anakin grunts.

“Maker,” he utters. “Sorry—” you splutter, sucking in a tight breath.

Anakin wraps his metal arm around the back of your hips, hoping to steady you. “Lemme,” he mumbles, and gently, he flexes his hips up, slowly feeding his cock into your soaked pussy.  

Your lower abdomen immediately burns.  

He’s being calm about it – using all his training – but there’s nothing calm about the words trickling out of his mouth.

“Oh stars,” he groans, voice wrecked, “You gonna take all of me, sweet girl? Gonna let me fill you up?”

When you finally sink to the hilt, your resolve snaps. The pair of you moan out in unison, loud and high-pitched.

Anakin buries his face in your chest, and the heat of his mouth against your breasts adds to the tension coiling in your belly.

“Don’t – don’t move,” he grunts, and you shake your head, “I won’t – I’ll come on your cock if I do,” and you don’t mean to say it like that, don’t mean for the words to come out like that, but you feel Anakin pulse from inside of you, warm and hard and wet.

He manages to laugh.

“Tryna kill me,” he shakily breathes, shaking his head. His wet lips brush against your breasts, and you want more – want all that he can give you – so you clutch the back of his head, pulling him closer, hoping he gets the message.

His wet kisses make your skin prickle.

You’re full up. Can feel him stretching you out, this feeling something that’s only happened a few times before.

“If you move,” Anakin begins, out of breath, “I’ll leave the Jedi order and spend my days inside of you.”

“Don’t t-tempt me.”

He laughs, and you accidentally clench around him, causing him to groan deep and long against your tits.

“If you do that again, I’ll come inside of you.”

You imagine it. Imagine him spilling out, the wet white of it dripping out of your cunt and back onto his cock, and the mere image of it has your clit throbbing.

Keep still. Don’t move.

But he wraps his tongue around your nipple and begins to suck.

You cry out, and all of your muscles tighten, forcing you to clench tight around his cock. Anakin jolts and whines your name against your tits.

“S’your fault,” you mewl, moaning. You hang your head back, “Stars, Anakin.”

“Try and stay still,” he mumbles, and you stutter a laugh, “Impossible.”

“It can’t be,” he responds, and while he speaks in jest, his words are sincere. The line between love and lust runs thin, and if Anakin is being honest with himself, it’s close to snapping.

Masterlist ♡

f1 drivers

charles leclerc

mastermind

lando norris

happier

the boy of my dreams

felipe drugovich

sunset

always you

my favorite person

mick schumacher

bright boy

flowers and rain

pierre gasly

gimme, gimme, gimme

oscar piastri

blind date

football players

pedri

i've got my eye on you

i've got my eye on you, too

dreamy boy

the look of love

Romantic Gateway // F.D.

Summary: Felipe has a different idea of romance than his girlfriend 

Warnings: None

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ─ 𝐜𝐥𝟏𝟔

summary... where old lovers meet again, unearthing a world of heartbreak and lost that they'd buried five years ago. pairing... charles leclerc x reader contains... smau and written parts, angst angst angst, childhood lovers to strangers, jealousy, smut, resentful charles, forced proximity, slightly toxic relationship, tba

i. in another life - wherein old photos of you and charles resurface and goes viral, forcing you and the man whose heart you broke to cross paths once again.

ii. you still make my heart beat fast, ferrari - in which karma finally bites you in the ass.

iii. i should hate you - a reunion between old lovers after five years and charles can't keep his eyes off of you. or his thoughts for that matter.

this is the best thing ever actually

BABY REVEAL 📸

with PG10, MSC47, CL16, LN4, GR63, DR3, CS55

a/n: happy new year everyone! here’s my second attempt on making an ig au hehe >_<

pierregasly

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pierregasly welcome to the world, daisy anthoinette gasly 🌼

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charles_leclerc your godfather will meet you soon, daisy! ☺️

danielricciardo assuming that YOU are the godfather 🤨 I AM A STRONG CONTENDER, MATE. ynricciardo oh hush, brother! we haven’t decided who it is yet... 🫣

yukitsunoda0511 congratulations, pierre! ❤️ missed the chance to name your baby after me... 😔

pierregasly why would i name my DAUGHTER after you?

yukitsunoda0511 hey! it’s not only a boys’ name!

ynricciardo maybe i can convince him for the next one, yuki 🤭

pierregasly there’s no way we’re naming our next child after him

fanusername i suppose, the 🐶 worked?

fan1username STFU 😭 whyd you ruin such a cute post with this comment

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mickschumacher

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mickschumacher surprise, i’m mr new dad! 👨‍🍼 matteo schumacher is finally home 🤍

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gina_schumacher our little bundle of joy and our favorite surprise ❤️ we’ll visit again soon, send my love to teo and y/n!

mickschumacher thanks gina! ❤️

yourusername teo misses you already, aunt gina 🥰

sebastianvettel congratulations to the new parents, mick & y/n!

yourusername thank you, seb! bring emily and matilda when you visit soon 🫶

fanusername WMICK HAS A SON????? HAT JUST HAPPPENF

fan1username i feel like we missed a WHOLE chapter bro 😭

fan2username NOT A CHAPTER BRO A WHOLE FUCKIN BOOK!! HOW TF DKD THIS HAPPEN ???

fan3username BRO I DIDNT EVEN KNOW MICK WAS DATING SOMEONE HELP

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charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc carmen’s favorite bunny 🐰

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georgerussell63 congratulations mate and yourusername! carmen and i will visit you three soon 😉

yourusername thank you georgie! it’ll be a cute meet up, carmen meets auntie carmen! 🥰

fanusername seems like you named her after carmenmmudnt?

charles_leclerc as much as y/n loves her paddock best friend, we really just chose the name that we thought of the moment we saw our daughter!

pierregasly daisy’s playmate!

fanusername PH MY GOD THEYRE GONNA BE BEST FRIENDS LIKE THEIR DADS

fan1username HELP THIS IS SO CUTE I CAN IMAGINE IT ALREADY

fan2username OOOH IMAGINE THEM PLATING AROUND THE PADDOCK 🥹🥹

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landonorris

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landonorris luke learned how to flip off his dad aka me... 🥲

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maxfewtrell i taught luke that when i babysat

ynfewtrell youre banned for life

maxfewtrell you cannot ban me, i’m luke’s favourite uncle

landonorris NOT ANYMORE

carlossainz55 ay dios mio... i almost had a heart attack, mate. it’s because me and isa were the last ones to babysit luke

isahernaez i got scared as well, but the rolls! 😍

ynfewtrell no worries! i know you two wouldn’t teach my baby these kind of things 🥹 and IKR!! I’M TRYING MY BEST NOT TO BITE THEM

landonorris *OUR BABY

ynfewtrell 🙄🙄

danielricciardo luke caught in 4k 📸

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georgerussell63

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georgerussell63 crikey! that’s a big foot!

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yourusername no wonder why it hurts every time he kicked me before :(

georgerussell63 well, he’s out now, love 😅 no more pain

yourusername no more pain yet he kicks me on his sleep, just like his dad 🙄

charles_leclerc george kicks on his sleep?????

yourusername he does 🙄 gabriel definitely takes it after him

georgerussell63 and gabriel takes after you for being so loud

lewishamilton congratulations to the new parents ❤️ gabriel is lucky to have you both in his life

yourusername thank you, sir lewis! 💗

lilymhe ooh i’m very excited to meet gabriel 🥺🤍

yourusername gabe is excited to meet his godparents as well 💗

alex_albon YO for real ??

yourusername you know it, albono! 😉

alex_albon i was thinking of dyeing hair green and convince lily to dye hers pink so we could be like the fairly odd parents

georgerussell63 please don’t do that

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danielricciardo

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danielricciardo jude us off to steal all the ladies’ (and gents) hearts in his uncle’s farm wedding

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yourusername my little man 💗

danielricciardo why do you only comment on my posts when it comes to jude 😭 i’m hurt!!

yourusername 🙄🙄 don’t be such a baby

danielricciardo i’m just kidding 😘

yourbrothersig aahhh! my little ring bearer 🥹

yourusername he’s sooo excited 😍 see you later!

danielricciardo i still don’t get why you got jude to be the ring bearer, he’s only 5 months ...

yourusername IT’S CUTE, DANNY. JUST APPRECIATE IT.

landonorris bet there’ll be a lot if pictures for daniel3.jpg

yourusername he hasn’t stopped taking photos since we left for the farm 😅

fanusername #seated for the pictures

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carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 alguien está disfrutando de su dia en la playa ⛱️ [someone is enjoying their day at the beach]

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carlosonoros ¡disfrutar de las vacaciones! ❤️ [enjoy the vacation!]

carlossainz55 lo hare, gracias! 👍🏻❤️ [will do, thanks!]

yourusername thank you, caco! 🤍

yourbffsusername oh my lord!! the little toes!! 🥹

yourusername have you noticed that there’s a little rock(?) stuck between them 🥺

yourbffsusername OH MY GOD IM SOBBING THATS SO CUTE

yourmomsig how was sofia’s first trip to the beach? sending love 😘😘

carlossainz55 she was confused at first, but she loved it!

yourusername fia’s always confused, comes 100% from carlos 😅

carlossainz55 🙄

fanusername NOT HIS WIFE SAYING THAT LMAOOO LOVE YOU BOTH!!!

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blind date — oscar piastri

summary: short story | your friends set up a blind date for you. it couldn't be a person of the paddock. turns out they didn't agree to that and a certain good looking aussie shows up.

everyone could see it, and everybody could feel the tension between you two whenever you were together in the paddock.

everyone, of course, except you two. you two liked to ignore it.

there were feelings, but feelings were too complicated and your lives were complicated enough as it was since working in formula 1 meant you had to be running from one place to another.

your relationship started back in 2021. as a prema employee of course you had heard of oscar, the driver leading the fia formula 3 championship, but you didn't get introduced to him until he was promoted to f2, where you worked.

having won both formula renault and formula 3 when you met him you were expecting someone very different. egocentric maybe? two championships in a row made some people's egos increase significantly, but oscar had to be the most down-to-earth guy you'd met.

he was very polite, a bit shy but actually very funny, and you two seemed to get along just fine. and, as the f2 season developed you quickly became oscar's favorite person in the paddock (not that he ever mentioned that to you).

and then oscar was crowned champion and you realized that he wouldn't be around so much anymore and you thought that you would drift apart. but you didn't. and so your relationship became even more tight , and precious to you.

you two liked to think what it would be like to be together whenever no one was looking, but none of you were brave enough to say that. so you admired each other from a distance.

when oscar's duties were to be alpines' reserve driver he would always sneak up to the f2 paddock to see you, and talk to you. and so it went like that for that entire season. after abu dhabi, your friends were tired of seeing you two look at each other with heart eyes so they decided to pull some strings.

be at the restaurant at 9, and dress fancy; those were the two requirements your friends had told you before the blind date. now it was 9:12 pm you were stressed because your "date" hadn't arrived and you kept asking to yourself why did you accept to do this in the first place.

you snapped out of your head when you realized someone was standing right next to your table you looked up to shockingly see your favorite aussie boy.

"mr piastri", you said with a glint of confusion in your voice. he hated to be called like that, so of course you always liked to mess around with him.

"miss y/ln", he said with a smile, "are you here as a part of a blind date kind of situation?", he was so fucking glad it was her who was sitting at the table.

to be honest, oscar didnt expect much from the blind date when his friends came to share his proposal to him. now, he couldn't be happier he said yes.

"yeah and i guess you're here for that as well", you said smirking. they fucking did it, you kept thinking. they realized i am crazy for this silly boy. you would yell at your friends later for lying to you, but right now you had a date.

you two skipped the nervousness first dates usually bring, having known oscar for quite some time it was just rather enjoyable to be eating and chatting with him, just the two of you. maybe you should've done this sooner.

turns out oscar was a wine lover, he was rather used to the alcohol but you weren't, and by the end of the evening you found yourself tipsy and very, very talkative.

so when oscar brough his hand to your lower back to guide you to his car to drive you home, you looked at those pretty brown eyes, and you opened your mouth to said what you had been thinking the whole night.

"how long is it gonna take for you to admit that you like me?", to make the matter even worse, after hearing your words oscar faintly blushed. god you really wanted you kiss him right now.

he cleared his throat, "i guess i could simply ask you the same thing right now"

you couldn't help but to laugh, "i asked first"

he smiled, and you'd thought this since the moment you met him, you would never get tired of seeing that smile. "i like you, y/n, from the moment i laid my eyes on you on the prema garage, and i kept liking you even after hearing you call me mr piastri a thousand times", he placed a piece of your hair behind your ear, "even after earning too many problems for sneaking to the f2 paddock just to see you, and i feel a bit ashamed for not saying it sooner"

you couldn't find the right words, he was looking at you with the sweetest look on his face. you kissed him because not all the words in the world could say as much as that kiss, and you knew it. he knew it too.

THEM 🥹

and you can aim for my heart, go for blood but you would still miss me in your bones.

charles leclerc x my tears richochet