Extremely sad about "Don't Want Your Sympathy" ending, so I'm posting a little snippet from an alternate version of Chapter 7 I wrote where Lando ultimately wins the driver's championship:
Lando wins in Austin and suddenly, somehow, he’s only twenty points behind Max in the championship with five races to go.
“I might win it,” Lando says, looking up at Oscar from where he’s resting on Oscar’s chest in Oscar’s hotel bed.
They’ve given up on not sharing hotel rooms during race weekends. They’d worked it out halfway through Singapore, when Lando had texted Oscar at two in the morning complaining about not being able to sleep and Oscar had texted back straightaway with the same problem. Lando had promptly decamped to Oscar’s room and they’d fallen asleep within fifteen minutes.
Oscar’s glad they came to their senses—he’s not sure he’ll ever get over falling asleep with Lando’s warm body pressed against his, waking Lando up with a good luck kiss before the race, or watching old seasons of Love Island in bed the night before qualifying because, somehow, it’s the one thing that successfully turns off Lando’s overactive brain.
“I’ve been saying you’ll win it for ages, mate,” Oscar says, laughing.
“Yeah, but”—Lando traces a finger over Oscar’s arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake—“Didn’t believe you.”
Oscar smiles softly. “One of these days, you’ll learn that I’m always right.”
Lando snorts. “Mate, you managed to convince yourself that me dedicating an Adele song to you was somehow straight. Sorry if I don’t have, like, the most faith in your judgment.”
Oscar flushes. “That was a complex situation—”
“Osc,” Lando says, laughing. “It really, really wasn’t.”
“It wasn’t, was it?” Oscar says, laughing sheepishly.
Lando grins and presses his lips to Oscar’s chest, planting a trail of kisses up to Oscar’s neck. Lips next to Oscar’s ear, he breathes. “It was actually really, really simple.”
Oscar turns his head, just a hair, and captures Lando’s lips in his.
Re the race suits: they're designed to be form fitting but not restrictive when the driver is in the car. I know like nothing about clothing and fit and stuff, but I imagine that's why mclaren have the extra length in the leg, so that it's not tight when they've got their legs up and bent in the car. I can only imagine that the ferrari ones must ride up their ankles, given that there's like no extra fabric when they're standing
anon you’re absolutely correct from a technical point of view, but have you considered that i want to see men look hot
we need to talk about how unflattering the mclaren race suits are. like setting aside the horrible color scheme LOOK at how boxy these are:
they’re so loose in the legs!! the waistline is so unflattering and does nothing for anyone’s figure! why are they always so bunched up at the ankle, like they’re always the wrong length! the combo of all those things makes lando and oscar look so short and squat.
it pisses me off even more because ferrari is literally right there and putting on a masterclass of flattering race suit design. like look at this comparison picture of ferrari and mclaren’s race suits:
notice how ferrari tailors the waist and added a design to emphasize the waistline. and look at how the pants are cuffed and the appropriate length. very demure, very mindful.
meanwhile oscar looks like a kid wearing pants that are several inches too long.
it doesn’t have to be this way mclaren, please, i beg of you. just hire a single tailor
Hey so this dog is whistling racist shit because what do you fucking mean the president of the FIA says "we're not rappers" because the drivers say fuck every now and then also they deleted this interview :))))))))) don't share it :))))))
Random thought I had today but low-key the reason so many straight women are so obsessed with shipping and speculating about their favourite male celebrities’ sexualities (I’m looking at YOU One Direction and kpop stans) is because they would rather see their fav be queer and in a gay relationship than accept that they will never be their girlfriend. Like I feel like queer women or queer people in general who engage in shipping and stuff are in general way more aware of the fact that it’s fictional and it’s mostly a joke and something that’s just part of fandom culture, we don’t actually really believe in it or get so obsessed with it. What do you think?
I think we as a society have moved past the need for ship discourse! I am so uninterested in speculating about the societal implications of women shipping men. It's simply not a real issue. I think women can do whatever they want with their fantasies in their own time. This goes for the wattpad y/n girlies, and the omegaverse tumblrinas, and the gaytruthers girlies who keep their tinnhatting locked down. I simply don't care to dissect why or how women enjoy things