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Had to be done

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HIS FACE...... you could not make this up

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Max: “Ladies and gentlemen” is unnecessarily gendered, overly formal, lengthy, and honestly, I’m falling asleep already. “Cowards” on the other hand, is inclusive to all genders, to the point, and dramatic.

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what 🤨

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Post Hungarian GP 2025 mood

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via

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do not underestimate how many times i can listen to a song in a row

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. . . ( just crossed out "ferrari fucks up strategy" off my f1 bingo card 👍 )

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Hiiii, I have a request maybe a texting fic where you show the drivers a hot sexy pic of yourself and then be like oh no I’m all alone and you’re so busy video gaming, I’ll just call(insert their friend /rivals name) and their reactions. Whatever you feel comfortable with is priority!!! Also thank you so much for writing for yuki i feel like he’s so underrated!!

me or the ps5 🎮

drivers: charles leclerc, max verstappen, lando norris, george russell, oscar piastri, yuki tsunoda, and alex albon

taglist: @dreamauri @ihtscuddlesbeeetchx3 @chaosandevelyn @ferrarisstrategy @danielricroll @finjascherry

a/n: awww thank you for loving my yuki fics!! i hope you like this one too <3

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requests are open (request guidelines) and here's the link to all my writings!

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. . . ( hi sugar cubes! just walked out of the Fantastic 4 theatre! it was so goood, you can't even imagine. as a marvel girlie, i adored it, marvel is back you guys. joseph quinn (my hubby) portrayed johnny storm so well, he was so pretty too gosh. 10/10 would watch again and is def writing johnny storm x reader fics (when i should be working on my f1 fics😅) )

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dirty consequences | L.N

— ★ lando norris x reader

— ★ smut, chocking, brief mention of him being possessive

— ★ 1.2k

— ★ you made a mistake and collided with his car during the race and he’s more than mad about it — now you have to face the dirty consequences.

check this out: MASTERLIST | KO-FI | PATREON | CARRD

“Where the fuck is she?“ you heard that all too familiar voice call out behind your standing figure.

You sighed and turned around, rolling your eyes as you saw him looking for you… so you simply raised your arm, showing him where you’re standing.

Lando released a deep and long breath as he spotted you, quickly walking over to you,

“What the fuck was your plan out there, huh? What was your goal?“ your enemy asked you angrily, his hands balling into fists next to his hips.

You glanced up at him with hooded eyes, not caring about what he has to say after that horrible race.

You lost control and collided with the back of his car, what are you supposed to say expect for sorry?

“It was a mistake, okay? My mistake — and I’m aware of that, no need to rub it into my face like that, yeah?“ you raised your brows.

He raised his brows as well, almost as if he was mocking you, “no need to rub it into your face?“ he bend down and leaned in a bit to adjust this height to yours, “I think someone needs to rub those things into your pretty little face… otherwise you don’t get it, do you?“ he said cockily in a quiet tone.

You frowned, “whatever, the race is over, we both fucked-”

“I didn’t fuck up! You fucked me up, that's a difference!“ lando pointed his finger at you.

You huffed and slapped his hand away, your eyes not leaving his sadly extremely gorgeous ones, “and I apologised! I know what I did wrong! I don’t need a stupid and arrogant jerk like you to tell me twice!“

Lando straightened his position again, looking down at you with unreadable and dark eyes before swiftly put his hand onto the small of your back and led you towards his drivers room.

“W-What are you— where a-are we going, lando?!“ you asked as you noticed how some of the others on the grid looked over to you two.

But Lando didn’t say anything. Not a single word, didn’t even look at you.

You gulped as he swiftly pushed you into his drivers room before he walked inside himself and locked the door behind him.

“What am I? What did you just call me a few minutes ago?“ he tilted his head, his eyes narrowed, not leaving your face.

You were nervous, you were really nervous now, “Uhm… a stupid and arrogant—” you genuinely forgot the last part.

Lando smirked a bit, “Jerk, you called me a stupid and arrogant jerk,“ he licked his lips and you could have sworn that you saw him glancing at yours.

You were stupid enough to just nod along his words, too afraid to say the wrong thing again.

Suddenly he stepped towards you, slamming you into the wall behind you with his hand around your throat, not squeezing, just lightly pressing down.

Lando grinned down at you, “wanna say those words again, huh? You wanna insult me again? Especially after you were the one that fucked the race up?“ he raised his brows at you, waiting for an answer.

Slowly, you gulped and looked up at him, looking into his dark pupils,

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t w-what else you want m-me to say to you.“

“I just want you to repeat what you said earlier, that can’t be too difficult, now can it?“ he whispered.

You bit your lip.

“Oh stop that,“ he shook his head slowly, this thumb touching your bottom lip, “c’mon.. say it.”

“You‘re a stupid and arrogant-”

And then his lips already touched yours, harshly kissing you, his hand still around your throat, his other one quickly cupping your cheek.

“Now shut up, yeah? You talk too much bullshit,” he mumbled quickly before he kissed you again.

And you kissed him back, of course you did.

Lando stumbled with you towards the small couch in his drivers room and turned around so he could sit down before he pulled you down into his lap, his hands on your waist while your lips didn't disconnect for one second.

Then he already worked on getting your racing suit off, ripping it off of you before he pushed your panties to the side.

“What are you waiting for? Undress me as well, baby,“ he mumbled before he lightly bit your bottom lip and pulled on it, then going back to eagerly kissing you.

You shakingly opened his racing suit and pulled it down to his hips and luckily he helped you, pulling his boxers down and freeing his cock.

And dear lord was he excited to have you in his lap.

You gulped as you looked down before you looked back at him, “c’mere,“ he lifted your figure and slowly let you sink down on his cock, making both of you part your lips and release a vocal gasp.

“F-Fuck,“ he groaned with closed eyes and threw his head back while you let your head fall forward, “O-oh my god, lando.“

“That‘s what you should be calling me, not a stupid and arrogant jerk, yeah?“ he smirked at you, his hands holding your hips in a tighter grip now.

You could only nod, your hands on his shoulders fisting the skin-tight shirt that he was wearing.

“Ride me, c’mon… up and down, just like that,” he nodded along as he helped you bounce on him.

“Oh my—“ your enemy threw his head back again, so you leaned forward and softly kissed his neck.

And he whimpered for a split second.

It was very quiet and brief but you heard it, and you could only grin before you did it again.

“S-Stop that,“ lando whined quietly, his palms falling to your thighs as you rode him slowly,

“stop that n-now.“

You shook your head, “No, you like that, I can feel it,“ you whispered as he continued whining like a baby.

He released a deep breath, “I’m gonna c-cum… I-I don’t wanna cum before you.“

You looked at him with slightly furrowed brows before you ran your lips along his and whined briefly, “Then let’s do it together,“ you suggested quietly and he quickly nodded, his hands going to your waist again.

And that’s how you both groaned and whined as you felt the wave crashing over both of your entire bodies like a tsunami, it was so strong but felt so so unbelievably good.

Your dropped your forehead onto his broad shoulder, eyes closed as you took deep breaths.

Lando slowly ran his fingers along your back, forcing a shiver up your spine.

“I wanna keep you.“ he suddenly mumbled under his breath.

You quickly looked at him, “what?“

He looked into your eyes, “I don’t want you to leave, I want to keep you,“ he ran his hand down your waist.

You gulped after a few seconds, “what do you mean, lando?“

“I don’t want you to leave now and go back to hating me, because it’s just… stupid and useless!“ the driver complained quietly.

You slowly leaned in, “okay.“

“Okay?“ he raised his brows, his palms already cupping your cheeks.

You nodded, “yeah, I don’t want to leave either,” you mumbled before you slowly kissed him.

And of course, he kissed you back.

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“I asked ChatGPT .” “I asked grok” well I asked the gentlemen to take a short view back to the past

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Charles: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close. max, blushing: Okay. lando : It's fucking summer.