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in the spotlight

where lando norris protects his actor girlfriend from an aggressive paparazzi crowd at a red carpet event.

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: ̗̀➛ IN THE SPOTLIGHT | ln4

summary: lando norris protects his actor girlfriend from an aggressive paparazzi crowd at a red carpet event.

theme: protective!lando

!based on that one video of tom & zendaya!

the red carpet event was nothing short of chaos. flashing lights, shouting photographers, and a sea of people swarming for a glimpse of the stars made it hard to focus on anything other than getting through it. y/n, a world-renowned actor and the center of attention that night, smiled gracefully for the cameras despite the overwhelming energy around her.

she was used to this—handling the press, the lights, the noise—but tonight felt different. the photographers were relentless, shouting her name louder than usual, and the crowd of fans pressed closer to the barricades. It was all becoming a bit too much.

standing a few feet behind her, lando norris watched the scene unfold with a growing sense of unease. he had tagged along as her plus-one, happy to support her big night, but seeing her in the middle of such chaos made his chest tighten.

y/n turned to step off the carpet, signaling to her team that she was ready to move inside, but the paparazzi surged forward, their voices rising. “y/n! over here!” “give us one more shot!” “y/n, who are you wearing?”

her smile faltered slightly, but she maintained her composure, trying to maneuver through the crowd. lando, however, had seen enough.

in a flash, he was at her side, his hand gently but firmly finding the small of her back. “let’s go,” he murmured, his voice calm but laced with quiet determination.

y/n glanced up at him, surprised but grateful. “i’m fine, really,” she began, but the concerned look in his eyes told her he wasn’t buying it.

“you shouldn’t have to deal with this alone,” he said, his tone softening as he guided her toward the entrance.

the paparazzi didn’t miss the moment. cameras clicked furiously, and new questions erupted. “lando, are you two together?” “y/n, is this your mystery date?”

lando ignored them all, his focus entirely on her. the crowd pressed closer, and a fan nearly reached over the barricade, but lando was quicker. his arm wrapped protectively around y/n’s shoulder, shielding her as they moved forward.

“just keep walking,” he said quietly, his voice steady despite the chaos.

y/n nodded, her hand instinctively resting on his arm for support. the noise around them blurred as she focused on his calm presence, the way he moved with purpose, creating a barrier between her and the relentless crowd.

once they were inside the venue, the noise from the outside world disappeared, replaced by soft music and murmured conversations. lando finally released her, though his hand lingered on her arm for a moment longer than necessary.

“are you okay?” he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

y/n let out a shaky laugh, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “yeah, I’m fine. thanks to you.”

he gave her a small smile, but the protectiveness in his eyes hadn’t faded. “you shouldn’t have to deal with that kind of madness. they don’t know when to stop.”

“it comes with the job,” she said with a shrug, though her voice was tinged with exhaustion. “i’m used to it.”

“maybe you shouldn’t have to be,” lando said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

her eyes met his, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to fade. there was something unspoken in the way he looked at her, a quiet promise that he’d always be there to step in when things got too overwhelming.

“thank you,” she said sincerely, her lips curving into a warm smile.

“anytime,” he replied, his own smile softening as he glanced down at her. “now, let’s get you a drink. I think you’ve earned it.”

she laughed, the tension of the evening finally easing. with lando by her side, she knew she could handle whatever the spotlight threw her way.

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: ̗̀➛ FULL THROTTLE MASTERLIST

introduction

meet valeria cruz!

first day

valeria meets the grid and leaves her mark.

drivers on drivers

based on vogue’s actors on actors, valeria & lando norris sit down and interview each other forming an unexpected bond.

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ MY WORKS

series

full throttle

driver!fmc x f1 grid | driver!fmc x lando norris

one-shots (coming soon)

lando norris

charles leclerc

oscar piastri

max verstappen

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WELCOME TO…

FULL THROTTLE

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driver!fmc x f1 grid | driver!fmc x lando norris

WHERE i write about valeria cruz’s experiences throughout the grid.

SERIES MASTERLIST

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·˚ ༘ DRIVERS ON DRIVERS

warnings: none!

summary: valeria & lando interview each other for youtube. (based on vogue’s actors on actors)

the interview room was quiet except for the sound of clicking cameras and the distant hum of the paddock. lando sat back in his chair, a playful glint in his eye as he adjusted his mclaren jacket, making sure it was perfectly placed for the camera. across from him, valeria, sat with her back straight, a confident smile playing on her lips.

it was supposed to be a standard actors on actors-style interview—drivers interviewing each other, discussing their careers, their struggles, their triumphs. but there was something in the air. something that made the tension palpable, even though they hadn’t even started the interview yet.

lando raised an eyebrow. “so, I’m interviewing the new red bull prodigy. i’ve heard you’ve got some moves, valeria. tell me, how does it feel knowing you’re taking over from… me as the next big thing?” his voice was teasing, but there was a slight edge of challenge.

valeria’s smile widened, her eyes narrowing slightly. “well i’m sure i wont be taking over a whole lot.” sarcasm laces her tone as she leans forward a little, her posture radiating confidence.

he fakes a gasp and runs his hand through his hair, but there was something about the way her eyes lingered on him that made him shift slightly in his seat.

“let’s get serious for a second. what’s the hardest part of being the youngest driver on the grid? how does it feel to be that young and already having everyone’s eyes on you?”

valeria gave him an easy smile,

“honestly, it’s a bit surreal. but I’ve been racing for years, and I’m ready for this. sure, there’s a lot of pressure, but I like it. I thrive on it. and besides, having people like you around to keep me on my toes makes it a lot more fun.” she shot him a teasing glance, clearly unbothered by the weight of the competition.

lando raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her confidence.

“oh, so you’re not intimidated? that’s a little bold of you, cruz.” his voice was playful, but his tone was softer than usual. he’d expected her to be a little more nervous, a little more reserved.

“intimidated? nah,” valeria replied with a bright smile.

“I think I’ve got enough confidence to go around. but don’t worry, I’ll let you keep your crown for a little longer, lando. you’ve earned it.”

she smiled, genuinely respectful of the time he’d spent on the grid, but there was a mischievous glint in her eyes, like she was already plotting her way up.

lando chuckled, clearly enjoying her straightforwardness.

“you’ve got some guts, I’ll give you that. but tell me—what’s one thing about you that the paddock doesn’t know? besides the obvious—your incredible driving skills, of course.”

valeria laughed, shrugging her shoulders as if pondering the question.

“well, I think a lot of people are surprised by how much I love cooking. I guess they expect me to be all track-focused and not care about anything else, but I love experimenting in the kitchen. it’s my way of unwinding.”

lando’s eyes lit up, his playful side coming to the forefront.

“cooking, huh? I think you just got yourself a dinner date invitation, then. I might need some tips.”

valeria’s smile widened, but she was quick to play along. “only if you’re prepared to actually cook, lando. I’m not here to do all the work.”

“oh, I can hold my own in the kitchen,” lando said, leaning forward with a grin. “but I’ll let you be the judge of that.”

there was a moment of light, teasing laughter before valeria shifted gears, clearly interested in turning the spotlight back on him.

“alright, your turn. if you could give me one piece of advice—something I might not learn in the team briefings—what would it be?”

lando took a deep breath, his usual playfulness giving way to a more thoughtful expression. “keep your focus. It’s easy to get caught up in all the noise around you—the media, the fans, the pressure. but at the end of the day, it’s just you and the car. don’t lose sight of that.”

valeria nodded, appreciating the sincerity in his words. “that’s good advice. i’ll keep that in mind.”

the atmosphere shifted, and for a moment, the playful banter turned into a more genuine conversation between two drivers who understood the unique pressures of being on the grid. but it wasn’t long before lando leaned back, returning to his teasing nature.

“so, tell me, val—who’s going to be more of a challenge on track? me? or max?”

valeria laughed softly, her eyes sparkling when noticing the nickname.

“well, I think I’ll take on max first. you, lando—you’re a little too fun to chase right now. i’ll need to save my energy for you later.” she shot him a playful wink, her smile never fading.

lando grinned, clearly impressed by her confidence and ease.

“oh, I see. you’re already trying to get me to go easy on you, huh?” his eyes twinkled as he leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just a touch. “I won’t go easy on you, valeria. not when the competition’s this good.”

her smile softened, but there was a quiet challenge in her tone. “good. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.” her voice was light, but there was an undeniable spark between them, the kind that made the air between them feel charged with something more.

the interview was drawing to a close, and the cameras began signaling for them to wrap up. as they stood, lando offered her a sly smile. “you know, cruz, you’re not half bad. I might actually be looking forward to sharing the track with you this season.”

valeria chuckled, standing taller, her eyes locking with his. “you’re not so bad yourself, norris. just make sure you don’t blink when I pass you.”

as they walked off together, their playful banter lingering in the air, both knew this rivalry was about more than just racing. it was about respect, competition, and maybe, just maybe, something else lurking beneath the surface. something that neither was quite ready to admit—but neither was willing to deny.

note: requests are open!

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ FIRST DAY

warnings: none

summary: valeria’s first day in the paddock & meeting the drivers.

valeria was running on nerves the whole day.

this was it, she thought to herself.

as red bull’s newest driver, she walked into the chaos with her head high, though her nerves simmered beneath the surface. the moment she saw her car gleaming under the garage lights, the reality of her dream began to sink in.

with her fireproof suit snug, emblazoned with her name, she immediately locked eyes with her teammate, max verstappen.

max offered a relaxed smile, extending a hand.

“hey, valeria. welcome to the team,” he said, his tone easygoing.

“it’s a lot to take in, but don’t worry—we’ve got your back.” he gave her shoulder a light squeeze before adding with a smirk, “and if you have any questions, just ask—preferably not while I’m on pole.”

“thanks, max. i’m excited to be here. don’t worry—I won’t try to steal your pole position… just yet,” she teased, her confidence growing with each passing second.

“oh i’m definitely keeping an eye on you.” max chuckled, clearly enjoying the sibling-like banter.

the media pen was her next stop, a gauntlet of cameras and questions. between interviews, she caught sight of lando norris leaning casually against a barrier, grinning at her like they were old friends.

“you must be valeria,” he said, extending a hand. “saw some of your junior races. not bad—though I hope you’re ready to keep up with me on track.”

his tone was playful, but there was something about his gaze that made her heart skip.

valeria raised an eyebrow, her smile never faltering. “i’m sure you’ll be the one trying to keep up with me, lando.” she couldn’t resist adding, “but I’ll take it easy on you… at first.”

oscar piastri walks up with a polite smile, clearly amused by the exchange. “ignore lando. he says that to everyone. welcome to the circus.”

“I can handle a little circus,” valeria shot back. “although this is also still so surreal to me.” she flips her gaze towards the dozens of reporters waiting for an ounce of her attention.

“you’ll get used to it.” oscar pats her shoulder as he ushers lando to mclaren’s pr manager for more interviews.

as she interacted with more of the grid, she felt something else—a growing sense of protectiveness, especially from the older drivers. carlos sainz and charles leclerc greeted her with warmth, but their concern was unmistakable.

carlos was the first to speak. “another spaniard! but listen, valeria, the paddock can be tough. don’t let anyone pressure you into things you’re not ready for.”

charles stepped in with a friendly smile, though his eyes showed genuine concern. “carlos is right. It’s all about your pace, both on and off the track. don’t let the chaos get to you.”

valeria gave a nod of appreciation. “i’m not worried. I’ve got a lot to prove, and I’m ready for it.”

when she found herself near the mercedes garage, she was surprised to see lewis hamilton waiting for her. the seven-time world champion approached with his characteristic calm and a knowing smile.

“valeria,” lewis said, extending a hand, “welcome to the grid. you’ve got a lot of eyes on you. don’t let it get to your head. this sport can break you down if you let it.” his voice carried a weight of experience, and there was a protective undertone. “but you’ve got the talent. don’t ever forget that.”

valeria shook his hand firmly. “thanks, lewis. I know the pressure is high, but I’m not backing down. I’m here to prove I belong.”

lewis gave her a thoughtful look, a slight nod. “good. keep that fire. and remember, if you ever need anything—whether it’s advice or just to talk—I’m here.”

later, george russell, with his usual calm demeanor, took a moment to offer his advice. “you’ve got talent, valeria. but remember—you’re still learning. the pressure will be high. don’t be afraid to ask for help when you need it.”

yuki tsunoda, who was usually blunt, softened a bit when he saw her. “red bull is a lot to handle, but you’ve got us behind you. don’t let the speed freak you out. We’re all here to help, okay?”

pierre gasly, ever the mentor, added, “and if you need to vent—whether about max or anything else—come find me. you’re part of the family now, no matter how young you are.”

as the day wore on, valeria began to feel the weight of their protectiveness. despite their teasing and banter, she could sense that they saw her as more than just a competitor. they saw her as someone they wanted to look out for, someone who needed time to adjust to the fierce world of formula one.

by the time the sun set, valeria stood next to her red bull car, reflecting on the whirlwind of her first day. she was the youngest driver, and there was a lot of pressure to prove herself. but seeing the way the drivers, especially the more experienced ones, rallied around her, she realized she wasn’t alone in this journey.

she was ready to race, ready to fight—and she had a family of drivers backing her up.

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driver!fmc x f1 grid | driver!fmc x lando norris

MEET…

VALERIA CRUZ

redbull driver

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IN WHICH i write about the youngest member of the grid!

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