#Carlos thays

[publicobsessions]

Primavera

[artemispt]

Apparently Williams deleted Alex giving the middle finger and Carlos shouting “out of my way bitches” 😂

[monoisbored]

... at least they know how the game works!

[f1-stuff]

Team Torque Ep.3 | Saudi Arabia GP

Carlos: "I had to win World Series to go to F1-" Alex: "Or Helmut was gonna-" *mimes a whip* Carlos: "Or Helmut was-" *mimes cutting his throat* Both: *laugh*

[ari-ana-bel-la]

Hello, so Alex is my favourite driver and I would like to request something for him.

Imagine him and Lily teaching their daughter traditions from their home countries ( Thailand and China). And reader being very proud of her families tradition.

Thank you so much in advance. I'm always so happy when you update.

Learning your culture

The house was glowing. Red paper lanterns swung gently from every ceiling corner, golden dragons curled along the stair railings, and the scent of dumplings, sticky rice, and tangy green papaya salad filled the air like a warm blanket of celebration.

Four-year-old Yn zipped through the living room in a blur of red and gold silk. Her cheongsam, covered in tiny embroidered flowers, glimmered with every move she made. Her little pigtails were tied with red ribbons, and her hands clutched a small dragon puppet that she’d made with her mama the night before. Her cheeks were flushed from excitement, her voice singing out through the house.

“Xīnnián kuàilè! Happy New Year!” she called, running up to her grandma from Lily’s side of the family, who had just walked in with her arms full of red envelopes and fruit.

Lily beamed with pride, hurrying behind her daughter. “Look at you, little firecracker,” she said, leaning down to adjust Yn’s collar. “You remembered the phrase perfectly!”

Grandma clapped her hands. “Wǒ de tiān a, she’s amazing! She even got the tones right!”

Yn giggled, basking in the praise. “I can say more! Gōngxǐ fācái! That means… um… wish you get lots of money!”

Everyone laughed, and Lily ruffled her daughter’s hair. “Close enough, baby. It means, ‘wishing you great fortune,’ but yes—money is part of that!”

A second later, the front door burst open again. Alex stood there grinning, carrying his mother’s homemade Thai desserts in both arms while his dad and younger sister followed behind.

“We brought khanom chan and thong yip!” Alex announced, stepping into the vibrant chaos. “And a very excited Thai grandmother!”

His mother walked in, hands already opening to hug Yn. “Sawadee pi mai, lūk sǎo! Happy new year, sweetheart!”

Yn immediately threw her arms around her Thai grandma. “Sawadee kha, Yáy!” she said proudly, remembering to bow slightly in the Thai wai greeting.

Alex grinned. “She’s switching between Mandarin and Thai like it’s nothing.”

“She’s four,” Lily said with awe. “How is she this good already?”

“She’s got the best teachers,” Alex replied, giving his wife a quick kiss.

The living room became a whirlwind of greetings and hugs as both sides of the family began arriving. Lily’s parents helped hang the final couplets on the doors while Alex’s younger sister taught Yn a Thai song she used to sing every New Year as a kid. The room swelled with the blended rhythm of cultures—Chinese drums and Thai string instruments, Mandarin chitchat and Thai blessings, dumpling folding and sticky rice rolling.

Later in the afternoon, it was time for the red envelopes—hóngbāo in Chinese and ang pao in Thai. The families gathered in a circle in the living room, children sitting eagerly in the center.

Alex and Lily sat beside Yn, who wriggled with excitement. She had helped decorate each envelope the night before, drawing tiny dragons and golden tigers in crayon.

“Okay, sweetheart,” Lily said gently, passing her the first envelope. “Now you bow and say—?”

“Xièxiè nǎinai, gōngxǐ fācái!” Yn chirped, bowing deeply to Lily’s mother and receiving the envelope with both hands.

Lily’s mother was glowing. “This girl is better than all the kids in our village!”

“Next one!” Alex whispered. “Thai side now.”

Yn turned to his mother and pressed her palms together in a perfect wai. “Khob khun kha, Yáy. S̄wạs̄dī pī h̄ım̀!”

“Ohhhh!” Alex’s mom gasped. “She said it perfectly! S̄ùks̄ʹān wạn pī h̄ım̀! Happy New Year, little star!”

Each aunt, uncle, cousin, and grandparent received the same warm greeting in their own language. Her transitions were fluid, graceful, natural—without hesitation or confusion.

When she turned to Lily’s father, she paused. “Wǒ yào yī ge zhēn zhū!” she whispered with a mischievous grin.

Lily’s dad burst into laughter. “You want a pearl? Little one, you’re already the treasure!”

“She learned that from you!” Lily exclaimed, elbowing her father.

“It’s good ambition!” he defended.

After the envelope ceremony, it was time for food. The dining table was practically groaning under the weight of two cultures colliding in perfect harmony—dumplings with Thai chili dipping sauce, crispy spring rolls beside plates of pad thai, nian gao (sticky rice cake) stacked next to khao niao mamuang (mango sticky rice), and bowls of soup filled with bok choy and Thai basil.

Yn stood on her tiptoes, staring in wonder at the spread. “It’s like a food rainbow,” she said with reverence.

“Pick one thing from Mama’s side, and one from Daddy’s,” Alex suggested.

She picked a dumpling and a spoonful of mango sticky rice.

“Two best worlds,” she said confidently, sitting between her parents as the family all squeezed together.

Dinner was loud and full of laughter. Stories from childhood were shared in a mix of languages, and every now and then, someone would pause just to admire how easily Yn flitted between them. She answered her Chinese auntie’s question about school in Mandarin, then asked Alex’s cousin in Thai if she could have another piece of pineapple.

Alex leaned close to Lily as their daughter chatted confidently beside them. “Did you see that? She just switched mid-sentence and didn’t even notice.”

Lily smiled, her hand sliding into his. “She’s everything we ever hoped for.”

As the night grew deeper, the final tradition came to life. Out in the backyard, everyone gathered with sparklers and red firecrackers. Alex and Lily lit up a small lantern—round, red, and glowing.

“Okay, sweet girl,” Lily said softly, lifting Yn in her arms. “It’s time to make your wish.”

Yn pressed her palms together. Her eyes squinted shut in concentration, then slowly opened as she whispered: “Zhù wǒ de jiārén píng’ān, yǒu ài, yǒu hǎo shíwù.” (May my family have peace, love, and yummy food.)

Alex chuckled. “Did she really just ask for good food in her wish?”

Lily kissed the top of Yn’s head. “She’s got her priorities straight.”

Together, they released the lantern into the night sky. It drifted higher and higher, a tiny red star against the velvet blackness.

Everyone stood in silence, watching.

“She’s going to carry all of this with her,” Alex whispered. “Every dumpling, every bow, every wish.”

“And one day,” Lily added, “she’ll pass it down too.”

Yn looked up, watching the lantern with shining eyes. “It’s going to the moon,” she whispered. “To tell the moon goddess we had the best new year ever.”

And she was right.

Because under that glowing sky, with her entire family around her, speaking her languages, eating her foods, loving her with every word—they really had.

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Authors Note: Hey loves! I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you. As you might know, I'm neither Chinese or Thai, butI tried my best to write about Chinese and Thai culture and hope I did a good job. If I wrote something wrong, please don't hesitate to message me.

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[scuderiabangbon]

Favorites with @Atlassian Willams Racing 🩵🤍 - tiktok @willxgamble

there’s a full vid on youtube

[chamberkat]

laying together at the beach and petting each others hair like teammates do

[gridmother]

when you get the answer right after 2 failed attempts and multiple hints

[backmarkerr]

Alex and Carlos giving each other a thumbs up after working together beautifully to secure P8 and P9 | 2025 Saudi Arabian GP

[formulaonedirection]

Alex and Carlos handle massive python on a yacht

[fairylando]

i am totally normal about these two!!!!!

[midesastremanifiesto]

[super-ssimp]

carlos: what time is it? charles: 16:55 lando: it's actually 4:55 alex, in a different time zone, face timing carlos: no it's 23:55

[f1-stuff]

They were cuddling on that couch seconds before this...

[stoptakingthegoodname5]

I might be the minority or the majority idk, but I like the Williams lineup this year

Like cmon guys. I wish Carbono good years ahead

[chamberkat]

finding a new home