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I just finished hearing/watching epic the musical, im in tears, how did this made me cry while eating cereal

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Che me harté de estudiar ciencias, se supone que iba a ser un artista

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❝𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊!❞↳෴੭˚ ༘♡·˚₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 💜

Charles Leclerc x Male Reader

Hey beautiful people, I'm back. For the people who follow me for stray kids, this is going to be very random. But F1 has me by the neck like a dog and so I wrote this.

There will be more Stray kids! That never stops.

Okay, some angst as a comeback, I hope you like it

(You're lucky I heard Madison Beer at the end, Mon Laferte was the inspiration for this whole one shot except the "happy" ending.)

As always, english is not my first language!

𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝑀���𝓃 𝐿𝒶𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑒 - 𝒯𝓊 𝐹𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝑒 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓇

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

Love is complicated in a world where the image is important, how do you act and who do you interact with it's the most valuable thing beyond your achievements. But love can win anything, breaking the rules that weren't written, becoming the most important thing between you and your lover

At least thats what some people think, people that dreams with open eyes and thinks that they can act whoever they want because they are in love, people like you. He told you, you tried to ignore it, because you though that he will risk everything to be able to tell you "i love you" in front of the cameras, that he would kiss you in those moments where the light of the cameras makes you blind. That the world would stop to be so important because you were together

Yet, you were there, away from the others, isolated. You couldn't even talk to him in front of his friends, people that already knew about you and him. But you were hidden, you can't be by his side "It's better that people do not misunderstood it" Misunderstand what exactly? Your love for him? How much you wished to kiss him after he wins a race?

-Hey, everything alright?-

You looked at your side when you heard his friends voice, Carlos, Charles's mate. One of the friends that knew about you two, mainly because of you and your trust for him. You could tell him things, thoughts, that you couldn't tell to Charles, wich was most of the time.

-Yeah-you whispered and then smiled at him-congratulations Carlos-you hugged him

That interaction made you be conscious about the world around you, the cheering, screams from fans, Monza GP. All the noises inside the garage and outsime of itself.

-Yeah well, its not a lot compared to him--he talked speaking louder, whispers aren't necessary when you can't hear your own voice--you should be hugging him

You separated, sighing a bit, then looking at Charles again--We decided not to, we couldn't risk it and be way to comfy in front of the cameras

-Decided? Both of you?--asked disbelievingly--or he just told you and you followed him

-Carlos-

-No Carlos Nada--his tone was angrier--this is one of the most important wins of Ferrari, wich he won, and you were his support every single time he felt bad, two years being with him and you cant hug him or something similar--he talked punching the tip of his finger in your chest--He should pass all his "fear" through his ass

-Let's not talk about that here--you said, almost begged--this is the best for us, i don't want to make him do anything

-But he makes you do everything that he wants-

You were gonna keep fighting, deny everything that the spanish was telling you, but the air left you lung the moment you saw him hugging another girl and kissing her. You knew who she was, a girlfriend that they put him with, so they wouldn't think about you guys last "accident" (you just kissed him in the check, once, and you grabbed his hand) They weren't together, but you couldn't control the pain in your chest, the lump in your throat and the tears apearing in your eyes.

-Hijo de puta-

You didn't even tried saying anything, you just leave, hearing Carlos calling you. But you had to leave now, you couldn't see them, you couldn't act that you were okay with this, not anymore.

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

You ignored everything and everyone, feeling the tears slowly falling from you eyes, making your sight cloudy. You tried to control you breathing, but everytime you packed something you felt more choked sobs trying to fall from your mouth.

You didn't know were to go, but you were tired of everything. After packing things that you though were important, you took a sit in te bed, try and failing to calm yourself just so you could know what to do.

In your state you didn't heard your phone, missing calls from Charles, ignoring the messages. You tried to ignore everything till you heard the door opening and closing, sighing knowing whats was about to happen.

-Amore?-

You looked at him, tears in your eyes. You could see some panic in his eyes, looking at you and at the suitcase. You could see his own eyes crystallizing, making everything more difficult.

-Carlos told me you left, he cursed at me a bit even but--he walked closer to you--What are you doing?

-Im tired Charles--you answered, hiding your face--tired of everything

-What are you talking about--he was beside you now, sitting with you--Amore, whatever your thinking about you can talk to me, we can solve it

-Solve it?--you took your hands of your face--I want for you to kiss me Charles!, after you win i want you to kiss your fucking boyfriend!-

-Tesoro...-

-No, nothing about Tesoro--you stood up and walked away from him--all the time im by your side, supporting you, giving you everything from me so you could know that you weren't alone in this sport, i torelated comments about other people, i torelated seeing you with other people, but kissing others? i can't tolerate that Charles!

-You think i enjoy it?--he stood up as well--Kissing her? Saying that im happy with her knowing that you are right behind me? No i don't, i hate all of this but i can't risk it, i can't risk this

-I risked everything for you, my Dad left me the moment he knew i was Gay, Mom only talks to me when its important--you voice was louder, trying to say everything you could without losing your head--i risked my future for you Charles, because i loved you more than anything--you got closer to him--But you won't even look at me, when you are in that podium, you look anywhere else but me, not even when we are alone Charles! But of course your fast the moment they give you some random bitch to kiss, huh? Would you fuck her too, so "no one suspects"?

-Don't fucking say that, i love you Amore Mio, you are everything for me, you are the most important thing in my life-

-But you won't even show it, huh?--you laughed dryly, and then turned around him

You were about to reach your suitcase, when a hand grabbed your arm and pushed you to the wall. You were close to insult him, till his lips touched yours, your hands when to his shoulders, with the idea to take him off you, but you didn't tried.

The kiss wasn't soft, no, it was rough, every emotion showed in one singular action. Your hands went to his hair, tugging it, hearing his groan in your mouth. His hands touched you hips, putting his hands under your shirt. Then he separate from the kiss, thouching your forehead with his.

-Im sorry...--he whispered-you are important, more than everything, i promise i will tell everyone, tomorrow if i have to-

You sighed-how can it trust you now?

-Because i love you, you are everything to me, i can't lose you-he kissed you again more softer this time, his hands touching all your abdomen and yours lifting his shirt.

You were a fool in love, and you were gonna always love him, even if it hurts you. But maybe now, everything could change.

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

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putting all my effort into translating the one shot I wrote in Spanish

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Okay so i listened to suggestions about Jayce being unhappy with the inflicting pain bit but being unable to say no!

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Argentina te amo, hace 10 minutos me estaba cagando de calor y ahora estoy debajo de la lluvia como un perro

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I may comeback to writing

Not sure when to- like- idk

I may write dumb stuff and THEN one shots again, maybe stray kids, maybe another fandoms idk

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VIVA ESTA PAREJA QUE ESTA ENAMORADAAAAAAAA

Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider.

« K » Muchas gracias a todos los que se hayan tomado el tiempo de leer esta historia <33 Kinda short, but I hope y'all liked it <33

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five. | Six. | Seven. | Eight. ★

10 Dec. 2026

ezzetorres37

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ezzetorres37: We are thinking of quitting our jobs and starting modeling

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sachafenestrazzz: mejor no, se van a cagar de hambre !! (better not, you guys are going to starve !!)

ezzetorres37: 🖕🖕🖕

natalieF1: MIS PADRES

kissirizz: I LOVE THIS COUPLE !!!! 🌹🌹🌹

bwoahf1memes: The models are lucky that they chose sports

↳ Liked by ezzetorres37.

maxfewtrell: 👏👏👏

mgmg1539: 🤢🤢🤢

kissrizz: 🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕

16 Dec. 2026

ezzetorres37

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ezzetorres37: crecen tan rápido😿 SALUDEN AL NUEVO INTEGRANGE DE LA FAMILIA. SE LLAMA ROMÁN (He's our son, Román. Say hi to Román).

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roscoelovescoco: 👋

ezzetorres37: ROSCOE HI

sachafenestrazzz: decime que es joda que le pusiste román al perro

francolapinto: ALTO NOMBRE ROMÁN. QUIERO CONOCERLO

ezzetorres37: ES RE BUEN NOMBRE. cuando quieras franquito, vos Sacha no tenes permiso de acercarte a román

(Sacha: Tell me it's a joke that you named the dog Roman.

Franco: WHAT A GOOD NAME. I WANT TO KNOW HIM

Ezequiel: IT'S A VERY GOOD NAME. Whenever you want, Franco, you, Sacha, don't have permission to meet Roman).

  

landonorris

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landonorris: 🧡💛🤍

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sachafenestrazzz: todavía no puedo creer que se llame román

landonorris: It's a good name & Eze liked it

ezzetorres37: 🖕🖕🖕🖕 te re cabio @/sachafenestrazzz

sachafenestrazzz: 🤢🤢🤢

abruxeneize: más bostero que ponerle román al perro

tomasferrari: podría ser peor

adribarrios: @/ezzetorres37 por favor lando bostero lando bostero ezze

(Sacha: I still can't believe his name is Roman.

Ezequiel: In your face

user: more *bostero* than calling the dog Roman

user: could be worse

user: please lando bostero lando bostero ezze).

 

19 Dec. 2026

ezzetorres37

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ezzetorres37: I still can't believe how much my life has changed in these past few months, and I owe a lot of this to you.

We have a connection that we can't explain, but I hope it will last over time. Love U🧡

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💬 Comments.

landonorris: 🤍🤍🤍

sachafenestrazzz: you take Lando to a date on a Mostaza🤌🤌

landonorris: u are just jealous shut up

kissrizz: ADOPT ME PLS 🙏 THATS SO SWEET

landonorris

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landonorris: There aren't enough words to express the love I feel for you. Thank you for letting me be by your side in everything. For letting me be your partner. Te amo💙

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💬 Comments.

ezzetorres37: 😿🤍

sachafenestrazzz: he made him fall in love with chocotorta😭 (me)

landonorris: oh shut up

sachafenestrazzz: No, wait. Come here. Eze is crying

ezzetorres37: SGUT UP SACHS

landonorris: omw🥺

bunny33: LANDO DO YOU LIKE MATE?

27 Dec. 2026

ezzetorres37: finge que le gusta para tomar conmigo, pero yo sé que lo odia. toma tereré nomás (He pretends he liked it to drink with me, but I know he hates it. he only drinks tereré).

landonorris: YOU ALWAYS KNEW I HATED IT ???

ezzetorres37: 🤐🤐🤐

ezzetorres37

📍Córdoba, Argentina.

♡ Liked by sachafenestrazzz, francolapinto, landonorris, redbull_ktm_ajo, maxverstappen33 and others

ezzetorres37: a la cuenta de tres todo decimos gracias sacha (on the count of three, we all say thank you, sacha)

👥️ Tag: @/sachafenestrazzz, @/landonorris

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landonorris

📍Córdoba, Argentina.

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landonorris: GRACIAS SACHA🫶

👥️ Tag: @/sachafenestrazzz, @/ezzetorres37

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sachafenestrazzz

📍 Córdoba, Argentina.

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sachafenestrazzz: eso, sigan tirándome flores que me encanta que hablen bien de mi. me lo merezco después de meses soportándolos (That's it, keep throwing me flowers. I love that you speak well of me. I deserve it after months of putting up with them)

👥️ Tag: @/ezzetorres37, @/landonorris

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💬 Comments.

ezzetorres37: 🫶🫶🫶 tkm sachita

landonorris: tysm🫶♥️

(TKM = Te kiero/quiero mucho = I love you so much // Like *appreciate you*).

481MCLARG | 24 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

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Shsudjsjufiw no quiero que termine lpm

Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider.

« K » Estamos listos para el último cap? Yo no. Nos vemos mañana :]

Warning: —

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five. | Six. | Seven. | Eight.

[ 🗺; 🇬🇧 ] Bristol, Inglaterra.

[ 🗓 ] 15 Nov. 2025

landonorris

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landonorris: 🧡 15/06/26...

👥️ tag: @/ezzetorres37

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 ezzetorres37

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ezzetorres37: +1🫶🫶

and happy (late) bday to my handsome bf

👥️ tag: @/landonorris

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          Statements announcing that, from their respective categories, the teams would do everything possible to continue working with them safely, protecting them in each of the countries on their calendars; hundreds of articles recounting the love story, some -the only ones that mattered to them- celebrating their courage for making it public at such a crucial point in their careers.

          They no longer had to worry about hiding because they knew that if a problem came their way, they would solve it together.

          "Now we also have a son. We have to be together in everything" Ezequiel joked, stroking the head of his pet, his son, a beautiful golden retriever.

          Lando couldn't refuse. He felt capable of doing anything for the small family he was beginning to form. Because yes, Ezequiel was his family.

          They were still young, and thousands of challenges awaited them, but Norris was sure he wanted to overcome them all in the company of Torres. He couldn't imagine anyone else by his side, supporting him, celebrating and consoling him, advising him, discovering life together.

          Going to sleep with a kiss, waking up seeing each other's bright smile, tossing and turning in bed for hours on mornings without races, and sharing breakfast. Sending hundreds of messages when they were separated hoping that their next races don't coincide in the same week to travel with the other, plan dinners in nice restaurants or choose movie sagas to stay up late, curled up on the couch…

          They had no words to describe how happy they were in each other's company, so they made an effort to demonstrate it day after day in actions and small gestures, saying I love you to the other person at every opportunity.

481MCLARG | 23 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

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Immortal father and his two sons, im gonna CRY

Imagine Male Reader but he’s like a father figure to Stan and Ford and who’s always been there for them since they were kids and because he’s there to keep things orderly there’s no miscommunication and everything is well in the world :3

Bonus points if he’s immortal and will have to watch his boys grow into old men and will always tell stories from when the twins were young.

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what have I done

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VIVA ESTA PAREJA Q ESTA ENAMORADAAAAAAAA

Pa cuando la boda?

Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider

« K » We are near the end... D:

Warning: —

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five.

          Ezequiel felt his heart in his mouth. He was afraid to ring the doorbell, although he doubted that standing at the door of the building would help him.

[ 🗺; 🇲🇨 ] Mónaco.

[ 🗓 ] 25 Jan. 2026

          People had talked a lot about them, with their theories and photos accompanying the rumors. He was afraid that Lando had invited him to his department in Monaco just to tell him that he didn't want those rumors to continue. Let them not see each other again to let people forget that at some point, something happened between them.

          Instantly, Sacha's voice telling him to go talk to Norris before assuming anything scolded him.

          He rang the bell. There was no turning back.

          —Eze. —Their hearts betrayed them again. An accelerated pace, blushing their cheeks, curling their lips without them being able to do anything to stop it.

          —Lan. —hearing his nickname coming from his mouth gave him some peace of mind.

          In the elevator, they were quiet, nervous, but a little less afraid. Lando, with his hands behind his back, leaning against the metal wall, swaying in place, Ezequiel, with his hands clasped in front, playing with his thumbs, waiting impatiently.

          When they were sitting on the couch in the living room, the situation was not very different, with both of them shifting in their places.

          —Sorry for leaving suddenly. —he began before Norris said anything. —I- I was scared. —he confessed, going on to explain his concern with his work, with someone on his team saying something to the press and it affecting him. His fear of continuing to develop their relationship and that he would lose his seat in Formula One because of him.

          The one with curls tried to let him talk, but when he saw that he was starting to get tangled, he just decided to get his attention again.

          He thought about what would be the best way to silence him, and his only response was:

          —¿Eh-? —Norris laughed. —You kiss me...? —

          —Yeah. —He nodded, still holding the older man's face in his hands. God, he had missed him. —They can fuck themselves, Eze. I don't really care. I want you. —

          —But‐ Oh my God... —He placed his hands on the British's hands. —Am I dreaming? —he asked almost with fear.

          —No, I don't think so. —He laughed before Torres asked him for a second kiss, which he granted without hesitation.

          If McLaren or the FIA ​​were to put any kind of obstacle in his life and career by choosing Ezequiel, he would be sad, but he would never regret it. Lose him again? No. Now that he had him in his arms again, after months of missing his presence, he wouldn't let anything or anyone take them away.

          Everything had happened too quickly, and they knew that now they had to work on communication and the time they could dedicate to the relationship, but they would do it, and together.

          Lando couldn't stop repeating how much he missed him, how afraid he was that he would never see him again, that he wouldn't even want to write to him. Ezequiel laughed, answering that he had thought the same thing.

          «I want us to try it. I want to make us work» Norris could get those words tattooed, along with the date. It was one of the happiest days of his life.

481MCLARG | 20 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

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Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider

« K » To make up for the lack of SM in the previous chapters, this one has no narration at all. Just people being silly on Twitter. Just me spreading my Sacha Fenestraz love & CABJ agenda.

Warnings: suggest content - jokes.

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five.

23 Nov. 2025

F1 gossip @/f1gossipqueen

Post Las Vegas

lana🐎: where's the guy that always went clubbing with him?😿

abril🫧: HE'S ALONE NOW ?? AFTER THE ZANDVOORT PHOTOS ????? THEY BROKE UP !?!?!??!!?

ana³³: HUH WHAT PHOTOS ????

abril🫧: they were seen together in a cafe, but after that, I don't think they were seen together again 😔 it's from August/September

F1 gossip: It is rumored that they met in December 2024 and had some kind of relationship all the winter break, but since August 2025 they were NEVER seen together again

ice🧡 @/kimiraikkonenswife

we spent a whole year looking other way, ignoring Lando's relationship. but we started talking about them when they broke up😭😭

lottie ³³ @/maxpurrstappen

Ok but who's the guy everyone talks about??? Who was Lando dating???

dani🕊: moto3 champion, Ezequiel Torres. Retired due to leg injury

bill⁴ ⁸¹: can't blame Lando for dating this guy. he's hot

lottie ³³: Where they really dating ?? Is there any proof?

zaina¹⁶: they seemed pretty close to me

lyna⁵🇧🇷: dispatch ahh photo

SOL⁴ @/landolive

A MECHANIC Lando was won over by awful-cheesy-gringe-dirty pick up lines

marr★: "if being pretty were a sin you would not have forgiveness from God" -Phrases that Ezequiel probably said

seb³⁷: I wish I were a firefighter so I could hold your hose, and he fell in love

kal¹⁶ @/luvrrari

bueno pero pasen ig del mecánico🫦

dylan³⁷ 🇸🇪 @/mrtorres

PLEASE @/LandoNorris PLEASE listen to me carefully. make him your wag. I miss seeing him on the paddock with his Boca shirts

luz⁴³³: lando- lando bostero ?

dylan³⁷ 🇸🇪: 🫦🫦🫦

rin @/rinnnbear

I don't forget that Sacha was the one who introduced Lando and Ezequiel😭😭🫶

sakura☆: He created the couple, he can bring it back together🙏

10 Dec. 2025

(E: I am at his door.

E: Sacha

E: I'm going to throw up

S: Grown up, come on

S: You can do it, wild beast, tiger, lion, animal

S: 30 wasted years/30 years in vain)

481MCLARG | 18 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

(istg I do my best trying to translate or adapt the slangs to English). * Bostero is what Boca/CABJ fans are called.

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"fernet with coca cola" eso me hace reir mucho ns pq

Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider

« K » I love to write summer vacations in Argentina.

Warnings: Homophobia.

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five.

@/ezzetorres37

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ezzetorres37: ♥️

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sachafenestrazzz: podrías venir a verme

(Could you come visit me)

          —Deberias relajarte. Dejar que el rio se lleve tus problemas. —his mother spoke, as sweet as only she could be. (You should relax. Let the river take away your problems.)

          Torres, who was lying on a rock in the middle of the river sunbathing, opened his eyes.

          —No hay que contaminar el agua, —he joked, sitting up when he saw that his mother was sitting next to him, on the same rock as him, with her feet in the river. (We must not contaminate the water).

          —¿Preocupado por el trabajo? —she questioned, with that mother's intuition that instantly detected when something happened to her children. (Worried about work?)

          —No realmente. Me preocupa un poco que no me vuelvan a llamar, pero siempre se consigue algo... —he shrugged. If he had something to be grateful for in his life, it was that there was never a shortage of job offers. —Es más un tema... personal. Amoroso. — (Not really. I'm a little worried that they won't call me again, but I can always look for another job... It's more of a... personal issue. Of my love life).

          —Oh. —she exclaimed in surprise. Ezequiel had never been very open about his life, nor had he had many partners to introduce or much face-to-face time with her to share his experiences. —¿Conociste a alguien? —(Did you meet anyone?)

          —Sacha me presentó a un amigo. -he nodded, moving his feet, playing with the water and the smaller stones in it. —Nunca salimos realmente, pero pasamos mucho tiempo juntos o hablando por mensaje. he explained to him. (Sacha introduced me to a friend. We never became a couple, but we spent a lot of time together or talking in messages).

          In fact, he was embarrassed. He felt like a little boy returned, telling his mother about his first crush. He preferred to avoid the whole situation with alcohol or what it triggered. He could only focus on what he was feeling.

          His mother listened attentively, without interrupting, but letting out small laughs while he spoke.

          —Eze, ¿vos sabes qué significa todo lo que me contas? —He kept his head down, not wanting to answer. —Te enamoraste, mi vida. —acarició su espalda con cuidado. (Eze, do you know what everything you tell me means? You fell in love, my life).

          —No puedo. —shook his head. —No de él. — (I can't. Not with his).

          —Él también está enamorado, Eze. — (He's in love too, Eze).

          —Perdí mi trabajo por ser gay, ma. No puedo dejar que él pierda el suyo, no me lo podría perdonar jamás. —It broke the mother's heart to see the sadness in her son's eyes. (I lost my job for being gay, mom. I can't let him lose his. I could never forgive me).

          His brown eyes deeply distressed, with fear. Fear of losing everything, and of causing the person you love to lose their seat and their passion as well.

          He preferred to lose Lando rather than cause Lando to lose his place in Formula 1. Much less now, that McLaren managed to come back and fight. He had a life ahead of him, championships he could win.

          He refused to be the one who destroyed his dreams out of a selfish desire to be together.

          —Categorias hay miles, escuderías de todos los colores, y él es un joven muy talentoso por lo que me contas. ¿Crees en serio que va a perderlo todo por elegir ser feliz? —She posed calmly, gathering some water to wet her hair, feeling the sun begin to burn her. —¿No fuiste vos el que dijo que el trabajo nunca te falta? El mundo ya no le cierra las puertas a la gente por su sexualidad, Eze. Siempre van a tener alternativas, gente que los apoye, miles de opciones. —the boy remained silent. (There are thousands of categories, teams of all colors, and he is a very talented young man from what you tell me. Do you seriously think he's going to lose everything by choosing to be happy? Weren't you the one who said that you never lack work? The world no longer closes its doors to people because of their sexuality, Eze. They will always have alternatives, people to support them, thousands of options).

          They had heard a shout from his father in the distance telling him that the food was ready, but his mother motioned for him to wait for them.

          —¿Le preguntaste a este muchacho si él también quería alejarse por el bien de su carrera, o vos elegiste por él? —She asked. (Did you ask this guy if he also wanted to leave because of his career, or did you choose for him?)

          —Sólo le dije que me volvía a casa. Creí que era lo mejor, ninguno iba a poder despedirse sino. — (I just told him I was coming home. I thought it was the best. Otherwise, no one would be able to say goodbye).

          —¿Y cómo sabes que eso era lo mejor para él, si nunca le preguntaste? —the young man stammered a couple of inconclusive answers. —Sólo él puede decirte cuánto quiere arriesgar, cuánto puede soportar de todo esto. — (And how do you know that was the best thing for him, if you never asked him? Only he can tell you how much he wants to risk, how much he can bear of all this.)

          Would it have been worse just leave? Would Lando be suffering from the distance as much as he did? The lack of contact, calls, messages? Finally, they joined the table with his father and uncles, so they could enjoy lunch.

          He didn't know if his mother had told her father the situation while he was lost in thought, or he was just very easy to read, but the man caught his attention with a pat on the back, before offering his the jug of fernet with Coca-Cola.

          —Se te van a achicharrar las ideas si seguís pensando tanto. —he joked. Ezequiel rolled his eyes, accepting a good drink before passing the glass to his aunt. —La próxima tenés que traer a este muchacho que te tiene en las nubes. Serás adulto, pero todavía tenemos que aprobarlo nosotros. —he warned in the same mocking tone as before. (Your ideas are going to burn out if you keep thinking so much. Next time you have to bring this boy who has you in the clouds. You will be an adult, but we still have to approve him).

          —Lo voy a pensar. — (I'll think about it).

          Sacha was less sweet than his parents were when he found out everything. Saying that he wanted to kill them both was an understatement. He was outraged, not understanding how his reasoning had worked. He hated being on vacation in Córdoba, and now he feared that Fenestraz was really coming to hit him.

          He really wanted to write to Lando again, but his nerves were killing him inside.

          At Christmas, not even Sacha was able to convince him to send him a message, but on New Year's, after several drinks, he managed to muster up the courage.

(I hope you're not too mad at me. I don't know if this is the best moment to mention it, but I'd like to see you again).

          It had definitely been a great idea to have his message pre-written in his phone's notes. He wouldn't be able to write that in his current state. He doubted Lando was thinking about

          It had definitely been a great idea to have his message pre-written in his phone's notes. He wouldn't be able to write that in his current state. He doubted Lando was thinking about responding to messages at that time, even with the difference between countries, so he simply locked his phone, determined to enjoy the party and his family without worrying.

          At least he did it that night.

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          —Sacha, ¿no sabes nada de Lando? —he called to the man from Córdoba, desperate when he got up on January 1st without any response. (Sacha, don't you know anything about Lando?)

          «Culiado, ¿qué hora es?» he heard him complain. 09:00 AM. «No, no se nada. ¿Por qué?» (Dude, what time is it? No, I don't know any. Why?)

          —No me respondió. —The silence on the other end of the line made him speak again. —Quizás me odia, y no quiere volver a verme... Encima no me di cuenta, y le mandé en español. —He buried his face in his pillow. (He didn't answer me. Maybe he hates me, and doesn't want to see me again... On top of that, I didn't realize it, and I texted him in Spanish).

          «Eze, es primero de enero. Habrá salido a un boliche, y vos sabes cómo termina» (Eze, it's January 1st. He must have gone out to a club, and you know how he ends up).

          —¿O sea que encontró a alguien más? — (So he already found someone else?)

          «¡No! No me referia a eso.» According to the noise, he assumed that Fenestraz had gotten up to wash his face «Habrá tomado hasta no poder más. La resaca le va a durar hasta febrero.» (No! I didn't mean that. He must have drunk until he couldn't take it anymore. The hangover will last until February).

          Sacha tried to console him. He knew well that Lando missed Ezequiel, and he wasn't the type to date other people to fill the void or ignore the pain. Maybe he went out to distract himself, but I really doubted he did much more.

          «Sé que no es el mejor momento, pero, ¿sabes algo sobre el laburo para éste año?» (I know it's not the best time, but do you know anything about the work for this year?)

          —Tengo ofertas. —nodded. —Quizás me veas en algo más grande este dos mil veintiséis. — (I have offers. Maybe you'll see me in something bigger this 2026).

481MCLARG | 16 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

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Drunk together. | LN4

★ Let's get drunk together so I can kiss you and blame it on the vodka.

FANFIC + SMAU « Eng & Esp »

Lando Norris x Male!Oc Former Rider.

« K »  si boca gana, mañana subo la 3era parte. si boca pierde voy a kms (/j) (no tan /j tbh).

Warnings: homophobia. (And it's 99% text. This is the SMAU with the least SM on the SMAU history).

★ Chapters: One. | Two. | Three. | Four. | Five.

��         Nervous, Ezequiel hurried to the address sent by Norris. A cafe somewhat hidden from the busiest areas of Zandvoort.

          It wasn't difficult for him to locate those brown curls among the few customers in the establishment.

          —Lan. —Along with a relieved sigh, she let out a small smile, happy to be able to see him again, although the reason behind their meeting weighed on him.

          —Eze. —He tried not to show the same joy, but the shine in his eyes gave it away. Ezequiel already knew how to read it too well to miss those details.

          Norris's fingers tapping on the table, while Torres's foot tapped on the floor, at equally accelerated rhythms, waiting for the other to take the first step.

          Sacha had already scolded each one individually. Even the word was too small for the set of complaints and insults that were their conversations. Other friends had similar opinions. They needed to talk.

          Lando, in a moment of desperation, even turned to Oscar. The boy had been in a stable relationship for years, he must have had some advice or could share his opinion about the situation to try to help him clear his mind.

          «Lando, you like Ezequiel», declared Lily almost afraid to reveal such information. The woman was at the hotel with Piastri, so it seemed absurd to them not to put it on speaker and ask for one more opinion on the situation.

          The Brit sighed. He knew there was something, but having someone else tell him made it more real. It wasn't just a crazy fantasy of his; he was really starting to fall in love, if he wasn't already.

          «I shouldn't tell you this...» Sacha hesitated a little, but spoke anyway, «Eze can't stop thinking about you, about you two, Lando» He overcome with joy knowing that it was not one-sided, but it was not a joy that brought calm. He had not met the famous butterflies that are supposed to fill your stomach when you fall in love. He had a savanna.

          A stampede of elephants shaking everything in its path; fierce animals fighting each other, his ideas colliding, while trying to figure out which one would be the winner.

          He felt like he was drowning. That fell into the open sea, at the mercy of the creatures that inhabited it. For a moment, he wished he were actually floating in dangerous waters. He was less afraid of be eaten by an animal than having to face his feelings.

          It was strange for him, Fenestraz even asked him. Why was it different with Ezequiel?

          It was a stupid question, in his opinion. Everything with Ezequiel was different. Maybe not the way to meet, he had met people on nights out before. But the trust that was generated, the family closeness with which they could treat each other, as if they had known each other for years. He was special, and Lando was afraid of losing him. He feared losing Ezequiel, and that no one would be able to fill his place.

          That he was also a man did not make it a new world. He wasn't the first one he had kissed; he had already gotten over that drama. However, he had never gone this far, he had never wanted to. What would happen if it were discovered? What if someone leaked it or they decided to make it public? What would people, his team, or the FIA ​​directors say? Should he retire? He knew Ezequiel wouldn't like it. He was hiding, because he was afraid, a fear that now he could feel too.

          What would happen in Qatar? Abu Dhabi? Saudi Arabia? Would they let him participate? Would he and Ezequiel be safe?

          Ezequiel also had his job, what would happen to him? He couldn't forgive himself if the oldest lost his job and his place in the world of motorcycling through his fault. What would happen if he gets fired and has to leave Europe to return to Argentina? He had no doubt that he would never see him again. Lando wouldn't blame him if he decided to cut contact with him.

          —Why the urgency? —the one with curls asked, forcing the other to explain first.

          —Yo-... We are on vacations, you know. —He muttered, starting to play with his thumbs, stressing Lando out even more. —I'm going back to Argentina. —

          —But- You're coming back after the break, right? —He asked hating to sound more worried than he wanted to. Ezequiel had avoided him for weeks; he couldn't look so broken at the possibility of not seeing him for a couple more months.

          He didn't want to, he hated it, but he couldn't help it.

          —No... —He denied, unable to hold his gaze. He wouldn't come back. His work was no longer needed on his team. He couldn't blame them either for giving him "extra vacation", if during the last races, he had only been sad by failing at a job that he would have previously done with his eyes closed.

          It was not a dismissal as such, although he understood that they were not going to accept a refusal to the proposal of a rest of the year off. "A recognition" they sweetened it. They just wanted him out of the way while his mind was lost in another world.

          Lost in Lando.

          Deciding to "come out" the same week in which he left a lot to be desired wasn't the smartest idea either. He had noticed that there were unhappy people in the garage after the "news".

          He never wanted to make a big show about his life and his bed as the main act, but he was beginning to get tired of dodging questions about girlfriends, marriage plans, starting his own family with his own children. Years of simply wanting to correct with the word "boyfriend", explaining his family ideals, his dream of sharing a small house far from the city, how he always wanted to have big dogs but the lack of space and stability never allowed him to.

          Those closest to him accepted it without further ado, continuing the talk in order to dispel their nervousness and the malicious glances of other colleagues with whom none of them would speak again. They sought to normalize it, to ensure that no one made a big fuss, at least not at that moment when Ezequiel needed everything but a problem.

          They couldn't avoid the call from their boss and everything that came after. Regardless, Torres is more than grateful to his friends for their company and empathy.

          The Argentine summer was embracing. A warmth he had missed during his time in England. He was undoubtedly happy to see his family again, to be home again, but he knew something was missing.

          The goodbye was awkward. He felt that they had missed a lot of talking, that they still had their feelings going through. Lando did not want to add anything after learning what he experienced during his last months of work; in fact, he hardly even spoke during the entire meeting. He only did it when they were outside the cafe, to ask for one last hug before their paths parted.

          He couldn't refuse. He knew it would hurt even more to separate later, but he wouldn't forgive himself for leaving Europe without feeling Lando's warmth once again.

          —Hope to see you again. —Lando murmured, his forehead resting on the taller man's shoulder.

          —Yeah... —Ezequiel didn't have the strength to leave him. He didn't want to leave, nor did he want to continue with that thing without a name and apparently without a future, but it was difficult for him to come to terms with the idea of never returning.

          He didn't know what to do; he didn't know what he wanted. It was a lot of information at once. He was overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by everything.

[ 📱 ] . . . ?

481MCLARG | 15 . 01 . 2025 | CORREGIDO

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GAAAH THIS IS SO CUTE, WE NEED MORE ARISU FICS 📢📢📢

i've never known someone like you / tangled in love, stuck by you

pairing: arisu ryohei x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 439

notes: this is 100% self indulgent bc i love kento yamazaki so much, begging and pleading on my knees for more arisu fics pretty please, not my best work honestly, apologies about my inconsistent posting lol uni is hard ://, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from beabadoobee - glue song

ARISU RYOHEI looks like little more than a heap of messy, black hair laying beside you. his chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. soft breaths occasionally escape his parted lips. his arm stretches across the expanse of your mattress; his fingertips are just barely able to reach the curve of your waist. 

his body seems to glow beneath the golden glow of the morning sunlight. summer had returned, bringing arisu’s tan skin back with it. in the silence, the rest of the world fades into the background. reaching up, you brush the hair away from arisu’s face. you tuck the longest strands behind his ear, leaving the rest to settle against his nose bridge. gingerly, you begin to trace your hand against arisu’s face. your thumb brushes against small patches of acne scars littering his cheeks. 

your hand falls lower, now running down his neck and tracing against the edge of his shoulder. your fingertips trace against the curve of his collarbones and dance along the skin of his bare chest. arisu flinches slightly and then stirs at the feeling. though he doesn’t open his eyes, you don’t miss the way a deep flush spreads across his cheeks and the tips of his ears. 

goosebumps rise along arisu’s skin as your hand trails even lower before finally settling against his waist. you trace miscellaneous shapes against his skin, taking the time to admire the man before you. arisu’s lips have curved upwards slightly into the faintest smile. 

you shuffle across the sheets, closing the gap between your bodies. leaning in, you press a chaste kiss against the corner of his lips. “good morning,” you whisper.

arisu squeezes his eyes shut. he groans quietly as he wraps his arms around your waist, finally opening his eyes. he squints, doing his best to make out your figure before him despite his tiredness. “can i have a real kiss?” 

you hum, pulling away slightly. arisu reacts almost immediately, tightening his grip around your waist ever so slightly. “i don’t know, ryohei,” you say teasingly. you cup his face between your hands, holding his jaw between your fingertips. arisu’s gaze flickers down to your lips momentarily before returning to your eyes. “you haven’t even said good morning yet.” 

arisu pauses, then smiles. he chuckles softly as he wraps his arms around you, tugging you into a tight hug. this time it’s him who reaches up to cup your cheek as he leans in to rest his forehead against your own. “good morning,” he murmurs. he barely waiting a second before he’s pulling you close, finally pressing his lips against your own. 

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