#LANCE STRULOVITCH

[scrollonso]

zeus, thor, tempestas, anyone. PLEASE MAKE IT RAIN.

[formulaonedirection]

I can’t with this prick getting a good car can some one prove that they’ve broken the law or smt I can’t have him back at the top

🕯 Illegal Aston Martin 🕯

[renegade0897]

Max Emillian Verstappen

Charles Marc Herve Perceval Leclerc

Carlos Sainz Vasquez De Castro

Alexander Albon Ansusinha

Sergio Michel Perez Mendoza

Sir Lewis Carl Davidson Hamilton

Fernando Alonso Diaz

George William Russell

Valterri Viktor Bottas

Zhou Guanyu

Yuki Tsunoda

Daniel Joseph Ricciardo

Franco Alejandro Colapinto

Andrea Kimi Antonelli

Oliver James Bearman

Pierre Jean-Jacques Gasly

Esteban Jose Jean-Pierre Ocon Khelfane

Kevin Jan Magnussen

Liam Lawson

Jack Doohan

Lance Strulovitch

Logan Hunter Sergeant

Nicolas Hulkenberg

Oscar Jack Leclerc-Verstappen-Webber-Alonso Piastri.

These drivers I will defend until the day I die.

Notice anyone missing? 🤣🤣🤣

No one right? Because all of these drivers don't fucking choke women in clubs and ask fans for nudes to fucking get off on and say offensive remarks on a fucking Twitch stream sexualizing women to the point he says "if you listen to a woman, expect sex as a reward."

[spicyclover]

Fireflies

Summary: After having a horrible beginning of the year, you slowly recover from your trauma and his. You soon realize that Lance will always be by your side. 

Hope you’ll enjoy this part. Let me know in the comments section!

I’m open to requests.

Thank you, and Enjoy! :)

Lots of love, xxx Spicy Clover

WARNING: Mention of miscarriage, blood and injury. BE AWARE 

Some characters are invented. I don’t know exactly the name of every team member of each driver. Please be respectful, and you can correct me in the comments. I’ll make the adjustment if I get something wrong. 

Dialogues from: Cha Cha Real Smooth

When Lance had his bike accident. She miscarried and didn’t tell him because She didn’t want him to worry about her. Weeks passed, and he slowly recovered from his injuries. Now that this dark time has passed, she feels it’s time to tell him.

She is working in the hotel room when she gets the call from Lance’s coach. He quickly informed her of the situation, and she jumped into the first taxi to the hospital where he had just been admitted. He didn’t directly describe the damage the accident caused, but she felt in his voice that it was severe. The stress has escalated, and she imagines the worst possible scenarios.

She rushed to the emergency room, quickly spotting Lance’s team in the corner of the waiting room.

“What happened?” She asks quickly. His coach once she gets close to them.

“I... I don't. I don't know. Everything happened so fast.” 

“How bad is it?” She questions nervously. 

“Very...” 

They’ve been waiting for hours, and no one wants to give them any information until his father arrives. She tried to get information, but apparently, being his girlfriend is not close enough to him to be able to receive any information. The nurses are reluctant to tell her anything; she only knows he’s with the doctors to save his hands and feet.

She returns and sits with Lance’s coach, Rob, for the fifth time. She let a giant sigh escape and crossed her arms with discontent. She has had a stomach ache since early morning, and she’s getting increasingly irritable with the hours that pass.

She’s trying to camouflage her discomfort, but she’s starting to feel cramps twisting her in half. She apologizes to the team and heads to the nearest washroom. She feels blood running down her thighs. "Oh no." She hurries and opens the first cabin available.

She lifts her dress, which is now stained with blood and looks. Tears invade her when she sits on the toilet bowl, waiting for her to finish bleeding out. "Why it’s happening to us."

A few weeks ago, she noticed that she hadn’t had her period for several weeks, but she didn’t tell Lance because she didn’t want to worry him about anything. So she said nothing and lived in denial over the holidays and Lance’s vacation. They went to the mountains, and that’s when she realized the changes that began to happen. They went back to Canada and finally decided to consult.

So the doctor told her a week before Lance’s accident that she was 13 weeks pregnant.

“Congratulation Miss Strulovitch. Thirteen weeks pregnant. We can schedule your first ultrasound for the end of the weekend.” 

“I...”

“I know this is quite a shock, especially since you didn’t know about it. You can take your time to think about it and talk to your partner. 

“Umm...”

“You can call our office anytime.”

She left the office not knowing what to do or think. She didn’t want to talk to Lance immediately until she thought about it and knew what to think. They went to Spain on the weekend and had her ultrasound picture in her bag, waiting for the right moment to tell Lance. 

“When... Is there a date of conception? She asked them on the phone some hours later to the doctor.

“Well, if my calculation is correct, it will probably be around the end of November.”

“End of November, she whispers back. 

She remembered right away the night it happened. She had been sick for a few days and forgot to take her pill, but she didn't think much about it when she was in Abu Dhabi with Lance. Lance and she have been together for quite a long time and have done it multiple times without protection. So she didn’t think much about it, and it was Lance. 

She cries, trying to find a solution. A way for her to go back to the hotel and change. But she’s bleeding out, and bleeding out her baby. She can’t believe it. She didn’t even have time to tell him. She didn’t have time. Why didn’t she have time?

She finally calmed down a bit to be able to text Rob, Lance’s coach. 

“Hi, women’s bathroom. Hum, I’m looking for someone. Is anybody in here? Is anybody’s name Y/n in here? Start with a Y?” Asks Bob entering the bathroom. 

“Bob,” She whimpers in pain. 

“Yeah. Y/n.”

“Is Lance okay? Have you seen him?”

“Yes. Yeah, he’s, and he’s keeping it up. Are you okay?”

“Um, I’m kind of stuck in here.”

“What do you mean?” Do you need toilet paper?”

“I’m. I just. I got some blood on my dress, and it’s not. I’m fine. It’s not a cut. Um...”

“Oh, word, okay.”

“Um, but I need. Can you get me some paper towels?”

“Yes”

“Like ten?”

“Yeah”

“And can you wet some?”

“Uh?”

“Will you wet some of them?”

“Yes!” He approaches the door. “Okay. Can you reach that?”

“Fuck”

“What?”

“I can’t reach that. I just got more blood on my drip on my dress.”

“I can go a little further.”

“I can’t. I. Just throw them.”

“I can, but I feel like it’s gonna fall on the floor, and it’s gonna be, like, not sanitary for you.”

“Go under, then, go.”

The door opens. He gives you the toilet paper.

“Close the door.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah...”

“Do you want me to see if someone has a tampon or something?”

“No, I’m good.”

“Lance, I need you to help me get to my car. Because I don’t want people to think I’ve killed somebody in the bathroom.”

“Yeah, it does look like that. Do you, um, that’s a period. Do you want my... Do you want to wear my coat? I have a coat.”

“I don’t think your coat will cover my ass.”

“I feel like it is. I’m pretty tall.”

“I don’t want people to see me wearing some guy’s jacket.”

“Okay, I think I have an idea.”

She spends several minutes in there while Rob goes looking for his coat. She whimpers in pain, trying to breathe through the contraction. Tears flow down her cheeks, and she feels something leave her body. 

She went back to the hotel room. Looking like a maniac trying to keep her mind busy. She’s shaking but tries to cover it. She mumbles to herself. She nervously eats her nails, and she passes multiple times at the same place. Her mind wanders away. She needs a shower. She needs a shower right now. 

It is only when the shower starts running that her minds finally silence itself. Taking a part of hers in the drains. She watches the blood flowing away. The warm water makes her feel a bit better, but she can’t help to cry again. She stays under the water for ages. Letting the water flow her emotions away. She needs to be strong. She needs to let go of the pain. She needs to be strong for him. “He didn’t have to know. He didn’t have to know.” She mumbles again to herself. 

She wears sweatpants with an oversized hoodie and returns to the hospital. Her hair is still wet, and she didn’t even bother to put makeup on. The surgery is over, and she can finally see Lance again. Seeing him, in his hospital bed, with his casts on moves her. She keeps your tear to herself and goes to kiss him. Acting as normal as possible. Even though inside of her, she just went to let her pain out. Let it out to the world and be normal again. 

The week passed, and his recovery went rapidly, and the possibility of him getting back in the car was more and more present now. She gets nightmares every night, and each worsens, keeping her awake. Sometimes, she sees Lance getting hurt in the car, in the street. Sometimes it’s her being persecuted by Lance, her family, and his family for how an awful mother she is, for losing this child. So, she lays awake in bed every night, waiting till the morning comes. 

It’s the first of the year. Overwhelmed and tired. She enters the paddock with him. Her glasses are up to her nose, and her head is down. 

It’s FP1, and she’s decided to stay in Lance’s driver's room to try and get some rest. She rested her head on her fist as her tired eye slowly started to close. Her lips slightly parted, and she drifted away. Forgetting all the sound and the agitation around her. 

A dream begins to appear in her mind. Images and sounds start to occur more for her as she finds herself on track, in the middle of it. Her eyes wander around her. All the lights on the track are on, but no spectators, no sounds, and no vibration. 

Then the sound of a Formula One car begins to reach her far away, like a storm. The atmosphere becomes heavy and humid. She is unable to move or step forward. Just her eyes move from left to right. She feels her heart palpitating, her breathing pressing, and her body hair bristling.

She feels that her body is reacting violently to what is happening. As if a great danger is going to happen and she can do nothing to stop it. She’s watching her own misery.

Then, in the distance, she sees the car heading straight toward her. The ground begins to vibrate under the pressure of the coming storm. The wind blows violently, and her breath is cut off.

She blinks, ready to scream with all her lungs, when suddenly she feels a hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her.

Her eyelids suddenly open, and she desperately seeks her breath. She crosses the worried look of Lance, who still holds her shoulder.

He’s still in his suit. Light sweat on his forehead. His fireproof clothes are soaked with sweat, and his suit is tied around his waist. 

“Are you okay?” He questions, visibly concerned. 

“What time is it?” She asks, still confused by her dream. 

“Haft past seven, I think.” She looks at him confused but sits up. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, just tired...” She mumbles, rubbing her eyes. 

Lance didn’t believe a word she said. He knows this lack of sleep has been going on for a while now, even though he didn’t say anything initially, thinking that all this stress comes from his accident. He wanted to prove to her that everything was going well for him by going up to the Grand Prix and into that car, but he sees that it is no longer that that bothers her, but something else.

“Your eyes are red. Did you get enough sleep last night?” She sighs. She doesn’t want him to be distracted. Not right now, not now. She wants to tell him so badly. All this sadness and pain she feels, but she has to wait. 

“I had a bad dream.” She says, looking up at him. “I’ve been having the same dream over and over for the last few weeks, and it’s keeping me awake, and I can’t sleep.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? You should have woken me.” His voice calmed the storm inside her mind, making her focus on what was really important.

“I wanted to, but every time I turned around in the bed, you’re here with your cast and blaster, and you finally look peaceful, relaxed, and rested. I just couldn’t do it.”

Lance let it go, but that night. He lay awake next to her. He waited until she closed her eyes to finally closes his. The next day flies by, and the excellent result comes in. She didn’t sleep much, but at least Lance took her in his arms all night, making her feel safe again. 

It’s already Sunday, and the race went amazingly. Lance got P6 despite the pain and everything. She’s full of joy and sadness at the same time. Watching him being happy again makes her heart full, but at the same time, she can’t stop thinking. Thinking about what could have been. What will it be? She can’t hold it back and start crying when they return to his driver’s room.

“Hey. Hey, baby. What’s going on?” He asks, taking her into his arm. “It’s all right, I’m all right.”

“No...”

“What is it?

“I’m sorry.” 

“Why are you crying? Has something happened?” 

“I lost it.”

“What?”

“I lost our baby.”

“What are you talking about.” Lance wanders, worried. “Breathe, baby.” 

“I’ve lost our baby.” She whispers, finally calming down. She breathes before continuing. “I found out I was pregnant a week before your accident, and I wanted to be sure before telling you anything, but...” 

“But I crash my bike.”

“I don’t know why, but I did a miscarriage when you were admitted to the hospital.”

“You went through this alone?” He asks, surprised it’s been this long. 

“I didn’t want to put more on your plate, I...” She started to cry again, not wanting him to be mad at her. Lance feels bad and pulls her close to him.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad; I just wish you had told me sooner. I want to be there for you as you are for me.” he says, kissing your temple. “That’s why you are not okay for the past weeks?” She nods, her head resting on his chest. “We should see the doctor to see if everything is okay.”

She nods again to his suggestion and stays like this for several minutes. Listening to his heartbeat. They never discuss the possibility of having a baby, but Lance never shows he is against the idea of having children. He wants kids, but he never thoughts it would be this young, this soon. 

He does not know how to feel after this revelation and must admit that he is disturbed by what could have been. A small them. A mix between her and him. He sighs and squeezes her harder. 

“Will try again,” he spoke softy. “And this time, we will be ready.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, looking him in the eyes. 

They went out for dinner that night. Just the two of them, alone. In their little comfort bubble, away from socials, friends or family. It’s only a few days after the Grand Prix that Lance took the time to make a post on his social. Looking back on his journey through recovery. On international women’s Day, he dedicated a beautiful message to her. Posting their first couple picture together on his Instagram. 

In the garden, she looks peacefully away. The doctor says they will have no problem being pregnant again. He even proposed to put her to be on the pill. She thoughts about it and turned to Lance before saying she won't need it. Lets the faith decide what comes. 

Later in the evening, she’s looking at the field of the lantern lighting up the sky. There is a special event in north London, and she begs Lance to go. Their wish lantern goes away with the ultrasound of their unborn baby on it. Saying a last proper goodbye. They watch it together, flying out. Flying away to heaven.  Her head was on his shoulder. 

“I'm glad you're feeling better.” He whispered in her ear. She smiles, delighted to have found peace and acceptance. To accept the loss. To accept the misfortune. To accept destiny. 

When they went back to Monaco weeks later. She had never been more in love with him. 

She's in his arms. On a boat. Looking at the sunset while listening to his multiple stories. She loves hearing him talking. She kisses his cheeks while he looks around the mountains and the ocean around them. His arms are around her body, keeping her close to his chest. Feeling her light skin warm by the sun. He finally settles in, contemplating her. She smiles. A real smile. Fill with love and admiration. He pulls her hair out, telling her how much he loves her. Scooping her face in his hand and giving her a kiss. Pulling her into a warm hug. 

“My little fireflies.”

[boxboxblog]

Driver Profiles: Lance Stroll

Updated December 2024

Name: Lance Strulovitch

Age: 26

Nationality: Canadian

Years in F1: 8 (Williams 2017-2018, Racing Point/Aston Martin 2019-Present)

Number: 18

WDCs: N/A

Driving Style: Stroll is know to have a rather reactive and sensitive driving style. This sensitivity means that he his highly tuned in to his car, and can easily analyze if anything is wrong with the setup, which is very helpful for his team. He is also a driver who takes corners at high speeds, allowing himself to gain seconds where other driver lose them. In general he pushes to the limits, and so this paired with his sensitivity makes him a great driver to develop a car around. He tends to take much more risks than other drivers do, which has led to some stand out performances. The negative side of his style is that his aggression in turns can sometimes be sacrificed for precision, meaning he is prone to crashing in tough battles around corners. He has also been criticized as being over eager in overtaking situations and pushing the card too hard, leading to contact or lost positions.

History:

Stroll is the son of Canadian Billionaire Lawrence Stroll, and started karting at the age of 10 in 2008. He would win multiple races and championships in North America, and won rookie of the year in 2008. That same year, Stroll won the Italian Open Masters 60cc category, showcasing his natural talent and determination. 2 years later, he became the youngest champion in the Florida Winter Tour - Rotax Max Junior category, impressing the racing community and garnering European attention. He would become a Ferrari Academy Driver in 2010. In 2013 he had a breakthrough year, winning the CIK-FIA European Championship - KF category, his first real foray into intense European competition.

(Stroll in his karting days)

In 2014 he debuted in car racing, at the Florida Winter Racing Series. he would have positive results, achieving multiple podiums and pole positions. Stroll took part in the 2014 Italian F4 Championship, and despite missing the final round due to injury, Stroll emerged as series champion, taking seven race wins, thirteen podium finishes, and five pole positions.

(Stroll on top step after winning the 2014 Italian F4 title)

At the beginning of 2015, Stroll won the New Zealand-based Toyota Racing series, earning ten podiums and four wins. In the same year, he also drove in the FIA Formula 3 European Championship. He won one race and achieved six total podium finishes, coming in 5th in the standings. 2015 was also the year Stroll left the Ferrari Drivers Academy and joined Williams as a test driver.

In 2016 Stroll competed yet again in the F3 championship, and dominated the season, clinching his win before the last race 187 points above his nearest competitor. He earned 14 wins and 20 podiums throughout the year, in the process gaining more attention from F1 teams. In late 2016 it was announced he would be driving for Williams in the 2017 season.

(Stroll after winning the F3 title)

His first year with Williams was a very positive ones. His early races saw a few retirements due to crashes and mechanical errors, but he achieved his first podium and became the second youngest driver after Max Verstappen to finish on the podium in F1, at the age of 18 years and 239 days. He also broke a record at the 2017 Italian GP, when he became the youngest F1 driver to start on the front row at the age of 18 years and 310 days. He ended the season 12th in the championship and winning half of his teams points. Furthermore, he gained more positions on opening lap than any other driver that year.

(Stroll on the podium with Williams)

2018 he remained with Williams and had a much more negative year, mostly due to the Williams car being the slowest car on the field by a wide margin. He finished 18th in the championship that year. This led Stroll to sign with another team for the 2019 season.

2019 was when his saga with Racing Point (later renamed Aston Martin) started and he still remains with the team today. He replaced Esteban Ocon to team Sergio Perez after his father led a consortium to purchasing the dying Force India team. This move gained him a lot of criticism, as many detractors stated he bought his seat. His first year with Racing Point was not particularly good. He only finished in the points a few times and was outpaced by his teammate on multiple occasions. 2020 was a better year for Stroll. He regularly found himself in high points positions, and earned his 2nd career podium at the Italian GP and his 3rd at the Sakhir GP. He was on his way to earning 4th in the championship, until a series of mechanical failures and a stint of illness dropped him down to finish in 10th.

(Stroll's second podium)

2021 saw the team become renamed Aston Martin and his new teammate was 4x WDC Sebastian Vettel. This year was less positive than 2021, and his highest finish was 6th at the Qatar GP. 2022 was an even more negative year, and he only was able to earn points a handful of times. In 2023 Vettel retired and Stroll's new teammate was 2x WDC Fernando Alonso. This year was a mixed bag for Stroll. While he had some of his highest finishes since 2020, he also was heavily out paced by his teammate, and scored 74 points to Alonso's 206. Again he was criticized by the public, and Aston Martin had to publicly defend his seat against critics.

(Stroll with teammate Fernando Alonso)

2024 so far has been another mixed bag year for Stroll. While he still was outpaced by his teammate, he had some high points finishes. At the Australian GP he finished 6th and achieved 7th at his home race in Canada. The latter half of the year was worse for Stroll (and Aston Martin ion general), and he ended the season 13th in the standings.

He is set to remain with Aston Martin for the 2025 season.

(Stroll in his 2024 Aston Martin)

Major Races:

2017 Canadian GP - Stroll's first points, he picked his way up the field to 9th place after qualifying 17th. A fantastic race where he showed how his aggression can help with overtakes.

2017 Baku GP - Stroll's first podium in his rookie year with Williams. The race was a chaotic one, filled with multiple crashes. Stroll managed to maneuver around the drama, climbing his way from 8th to 2nd. He held off much faster cars for the majority of the race, and would have finished 2nd until Valtteri Bottas passed him in the last lap.

2020 Turkish GP - In one of the biggest surprised ever, Stroll took his first pole position after a wet quali session. He demonstrated his skill in difficult conditions and his ability to push the car to its limits. Though he did not finish on the podium due to strategic errors, his qualifying showed he was a capable driver.

2020 Italian GP - Another podium finish for Stroll, he drove a consistent race and managed once again to avoid any on track drama from crashes. He showed his shrewd driving style by taking advantage of other drivers mistakes.

2023 Bahrain GP - When Stroll broke both wrists and his toe, and had to get surgery pre-season, most assumed he would not drive in the season opener. Even though he was still not healed properly, showing grit and massive mental strength, Stroll raced in Bahrain and was able to score high points, finishing in 6th position.

Cheers,

-B

[raapija]

I love how immediately insane you went over Fernando's story keep it up babes 😭🥰 strollonso on a plane

I'M LOSING MY MIND!!!!! IT'S HIM, IT'S 10000000% LANCE JACOB STRULOVITCH 😭😭😭💚💚💚🥰🥰🥰💚💚💚🥰🥰

[boysappetit]

Lance Strulovitch

[pitconfirm]

realised after posting that this isn’t what a bracket is but I don’t care

[magnummagnussen]

my tears ricochet ∘ l.s. 18

You know I didn't want to have to haunt you

But what a ghostly scene

You wear the same jewels that I gave you

As you bury me

summary: after a breakup, the last thing anyone wants is to see the person that hurt them. it only adds salt to the wound to see they're completely fine.

pairing: lance stroll x female! reader

word count: 1,073

warnings: angst, anxious thoughts, sad lance

a/n: the first in the taylor swift series <3 i planned so many others but i guess i'm not still not over my own breakup because this was the most natural thing to write. dedicated to @lovelytsunoda, enjoy the heartbreak xx

standing in the mirror, lance stared at his own trembling reflection. anxiously adjusting and readjusting his jacket as he waited for his father to come and tell him that the car was there to take them to the event. in all honesty, he hated going to them, never sure where to go or look, how to strike up a conversation (if at all), and if what he did was correct. 

“hurry up, let’s go” lawrence shouted as he knocked briefly on the hotel door, disrupting him from his own thoughts. picking up his wallet and phone from the bed, he made his way out of the room and joined his father at the elevator.

-

"this is big for us you know? a chance to see the strulovitch men in style and showcase the team" lawrence declared, half as an affirmation to himself, half as a warning for his son. lance nodded as he looked out the window of the car, only to be met with a sea of photographers waiting to swallow his shaking form.

"is anyone off the grid going to be there?" he asked, partly hoping that there would be at least one friendly face.

"i think ocon will, not too sure though" lawrence replied, combing his fingers through his hair and over his stubble. releasing a sigh of relief, lance finally felt like maybe he wouldn't mess this whole thing up if he could stick by esteban's side. finally, the car rolled up to its destination, allowing both men to get out before walking to the velvet curtain.

"breathe. you can do this. you've done this before." he muttered to himself, before hearing that he was all clear to get on the red carpet. plastering a smile, he opened the curtain and moved to strike a pose for the cameras. the sound of cameras and shouting was all he could hear, brilliantly coupled with the fluorescent lighting that felt like he was being blinded. after a few moments of "showing off the strulovitch brand" he made his way to the other side of the carpet before desperately searching for a familiar face.

looking across the room, he found not one, but two.

one was a face he saw constantly, that represented familiarity, kindness, and warmth. the other? a face he could never forget, no matter how hard he tried. he watched them both together as she looked up at esteban with adoring eyes and a stunning smile. he stood there paralyzed and then he noticed. he noticed the jewellery that adorned her ears, her neck, and her wrist.

they were all from him. more specifically from their first valentine's day, anniversary, and christmas together.

throughout the three years lance and y/n spent together, he never thought that she and esteban had ever had a conversation when he wasn't around. in formula three they never really even interacted so why now? why after months upon months of him trying to heal the heart that she broke, did they finally get together?

he was shattered when she ended their relationship. after visiting him for the weekend, y/n called and told him plainly that she didn't like him like that. that she hoped that the longer they were together, the more her feelings would grow, but they never did.

realizing he had been standing there far too long, he tried to go to the corner of the room, hoping that they hadn't noticed him and he could just avoid them altogether. on his way, he heard esteban, calling for him as if they saw each other in the paddock. as if it were just a normal day.

"lance, lance" esteban said, shouting the second time he said the canadian driver's name. lance turned his gaze to meet him, nervously walking over to the pair.

"when did you get here?"

"uh just a minute ago" he replied, avoiding eye contact with y/n as he spoke. politeness be damned, he couldn't look at her without remembering every sleepless night he had after that call.

"do you want to come and sit with us for the show?" esteban asked, sending him into a frenzied rush to find an excuse to leave the situation.

"you know i should probably go find my-"

"come on, it'll be like old times" y/n interrupted, her voice as cheery as the day he met her. a sound that he didn't think he would ever hear again and, selfishly, one he wished had even an ounce of hurt.

"actually, i'm just gonna go find my dad, i'm sure he's looking for me anyways" he said before turning and walking away, wanting nothing more than to get through this event and be alone again.

-

lance kept his head down, staring at the seat numbers until he found his own, assuming he would be next to his father. slowly sitting, he turned his head to see that y/n was next to him. taking a deep breath, he took his phone out to try and find anything else to occupy his mind. anything that would cancel out the sickly sweet smell of her perfume, the smile she flashed earlier, but most of all, that she still wore his jewels.

as the show started, all anyone would've seen was him watching the show intently. that wasn't true though, he wouldn't be able to tell you about any of the clothes the models wore. looking at the runway, the only things on his mind were the questions he asked himself after the breakup.

was it all a lie?

did she meet someone else?

am i not good enough?

he knew he had the answer to the first one. she said it herself. the second question was one that sent him into a frenzy a few months ago and was now clearly answered. she not only met someone else, but he introduced them, sparking a whole new set of questions. that last one, however, is one he still asks himself every day.

sensing that he wasn't paying attention, y/n set her hand on his thigh, sending a bolt of electricity through his body.

"are you okay?" she whispered, looking into his rich brown eyes for any hints of discomfort.

"i'm fine" he choked out as he shifted his leg to be rid of her hand. giving an answer he'd said a thousand times since she left. it just wasn't one he believed.

......

[ulyboyo]

why are so many drivers half Belgian

like whos actually from Belgium. name one person. name one Belgian driver who drove under the Belgian flag. there are three half belgian drivers on the grid and none of them drive under the belgian flag. also apparently lance stroll's real name is lance strulovitch??? whats up with this guy

[scrollonso]

lance if u win this weekend i'll buy you dinner. whatever you want. its on me.

[pitlanewrites]

✎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ it started with the hayloft a-creakin' ✧˖°

Pairing: Esteban Ocon/Lance Stroll

Rating: Not Yet Rated

Word Count: 5250

Chapter Count: 3

Last Updated: 01.07.24

It is the 18th century, and young Russian count Lance Strulovitch, heir and only son of Count Strulovitch, is sent abroad to France to oversee the development of an estate his father bought.

Esteban Ocon has lived on these lands since he was born - his family upkeeps them in exchange for residence. When a foreign noble of around his age moves onto the estate, his life turns upside-down. The young count is nothing like he'd imagined.

What could be in store for these two young men as they try to navigate this new relationship, without stepping past the boundaries of impropriety? What happens when their friendship crosses these boundaries and becomes something more?

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[myimaginarywonderland]

The Full name of all the F1 drivers

RedBull: Max Emilian Verstappe

Sergio Michel Pérez Mendoza

Aston Martin: Lance Strulovitch

Fernando Alonso Diaz

Ferrari: Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc

Carlos Sainz Vázquez de Castro (Carlos Sainz Vázquez de Castro Cenamor Rincón Rebollo Virto Moreno de Aranda Don Per Urrielagoiria Pérez del Pulgar)

Mercedes: Lewis Carl Davidson Larbalestier Hamilton

George William Russell

Alpine: Esteban José Jean-Pierre Ocon-Khelfane

Pierre Jean-Jacques Gasly

Alfa Romeo: Valtteri Viktor Bottas

Zhou Guanyu

Williams: Alexander Albon Ansusinha

Logan Hunter Sargeant

McLaren: Lando Norris

Oscar Jack Piastri

Haas: Kevin Jan Magnussen

Nicolas Hülkenberg

Alpha Tauri: Hendrik Johannes Nicasius de Vries

Yuki Tsunoda

[futurewdclandonorris]

it’s so funny to me how 3 of the drivers on the grid are half Belgian on mums side hahah

also why did I just realise stroll is of Russian Jewish decent ????

Being half Belgian is the secret ingredient that makes them so fine>

Omg I remember when I googled Lance for whatever reason and found out his last name is actually Strulovitch, I was like HELLO BROTHA

[theyluvkarolina]

౨ৎ SECRET IS OUT ౨ৎ

masterlist / rules / requests & talks with me!

SUMMARY౨ৎ If anything, Fernando wants his private life to remain private, but the constant questioning of you in the garage raises eyebrows and speculation. And one post confirming everything sends fans into a frenzy.

PAIRING ౨ৎ Fernando Alonso x Wife!Reader

WARNINGS ౨ৎ mentions of pregnancy, slight lance slander (in a funny way 😞😞)

A/N ౨ৎ it’s very very short! i haven’t been doing too great but i hope you enjoy 🩷 (did i also choose to reference my other fernando fic?? hell yeah i did.) (requested!)

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fernandoalsono 1 stop strategy and point for the team 👍 time for summer break! ☀️

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user1 wonderful work fernando! so who is that woman? 😄

user2 yay for aston martin!! what is your relationship to this y/n girl? 😁😁

user3 stop dodging the questions fernando..

user4 hello why does this seem so sinister?? 😭

user5 HONESTLY LIKE LEAVE THE OLD MAN ALONE

user6 fernando potentially settling down? 🤔

user7 fernando settling down?? that’s not any part of his vocabulary

user8 so… girlfriend..?

user9 friend?

user10 dare I say… wife..?

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user11 HELLO???

user12 UHM

user13 LANCE, PLEASE TELL ME YOU GOT PERMISSION TO DO THIS

zhouguanyu ✔︎ uh oh…

mariloublg_ ✔︎ LANCE PLS DELETE THIS FERNANDO AND Y/N ARE NEVER GOING TO LET US COME BACK TO THEIR HOUSE. LET ALONE SEE THE BABY 😭🙏

pierregasly ✔︎ oh… you fucked up…

francisca.cgomes ✔︎ WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!?!?

kellypiquet ✔︎ y/n is going to kill you! 🫣🫣

logansargeant ✔︎ man, how do you even forget y’know… the number one rule..?

alexandrasaintmleux delete delete delete 😥

estebanocon ✔︎ Lance, please answer me on this… have you lost it?!

lance_stroll you’re like the 20th person to ask me this esteban… what’s wrong?? estebanocon …please read what story you put this too… lance_stroll wdym we’re allowed to post it aren’t we? lance_stroll is typing… lance_stroll oh fuck. estebanocon you can say that twice. or for the next couple years of your life when y/n sees this…

y/n_l/n LANCE STRULOVITCH. WHAT IS THIS. WHEN I SEE YOU IT’S ON SIGHT. NOW I SERIOUSLY HAVE TO TALK TO YOU.

lance_stroll I DIDN’T KNOW.

fernandoalonso qué es esto. (eng: what is this.)

YOU’VE DELETED YOUR STORIES!

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y/n_l/n not exactly how we wanted our announcement to go… thank you @ lance_stroll … Baby Camila is expected to be here in December 🎀

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user13 lance fucking everything up as always 💀

user14 CON 😭 GRAD 😭 GULA 😭 TIONS 😭

user15 i still can’t believe fernando is actually gonna be a father

user16 FATHER?! IM STILL SURPRISED HE’S MARRIED

user17 THIS!! LIKE WE NEED THE WEDDING PHOTOS 😞

danielricciardo ✔︎ way to spoil the surprise @ lance_stroll

carlossainz ✔︎ wow… @ lance_stroll

charles_leclerc ✔︎ how could you? @ lance_stroll

landonorris ✔︎ tsk tsk… @ lance_stroll

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ no words mate. @ lance_stroll

alexalbon ✔︎ not your proudest moment… @ lance_stroll

estebanocon ✔︎ even i didn’t mess this one up… 😆 @ lance_stroll

lance_stroll ✔︎ I SAID I WAS SORRY 😞 AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT SCREWED IT ALL UP @ landonorris 🤨

y/n_l/n @ lance_stroll and your apology has been accepted!🩷 as for lando… we’ll see…

fernandoalsono ✔︎ @ y/n_l/n was it really mi amor?

y/n_l/n @ fernandoalsono …no i still plan on killing a man.

lance_stroll ✔︎ 😰😰

y/n_l/n nevermind a man, men. you’re not safe either @ landonorris

landonorris ✔︎ 🤐 🤐

[agentracing]

F1 x Armored Core Crossover Test Chapter

so yeah... I'm doing a test run for now on this story. this may or may not be part of the final story if I do finish this.

Please give me feedback if you want, no pressure and if you want to be tagged for updates on this, let me know and I'll add ya. Chapter down below, see ya!

Tagged: @strollonso

Log 1: The FIA Armored Core Program

Date: xx.xx.xxxx

…In the stars, far beyond our galaxy, there was a discovery of Coral. It was meant to be our new resource, a new source of power. A vital source. Yet back on Earth, things started to change and chaos grew. Our home was getting destroyed and our home soon started to become separated by corporations. The same corporations that are going for the Coral. In the end, the Fires of Ibis occurred, bringing suffering. Yet fifty years later… It came back.

So began the fights and conflicts once again, now on Rubicon 3. There was one group that wanted to join and so the FIA Armored Core Program was born. Using the best of their drivers and creating them into augmented humans, fit for the conflict on Rubicon 3. Their main test subjects were the Formula 1 drivers, using all twenty. Officially… Only one survived. The only officially known causality was Fernando Alonso. The process of making the drivers more machine than man took a mental toll on most of the drivers, making them insane. Lance “Strulovitch” Stroll lived and is the only success out of the program. No other drivers will be tested at this time due to fear of losing more subjects.

At this time, Strulovitch’s handler will be his former team principal: Mike Krack. They will be sent to Rubicon 3 as a separate party, ready to do the jobs they receive. If Strulovitch is able to complete his missions on the planet, he will have a chance to be human again. For now, his emotions have been reduced and understand who he is.

“We’re close to Rubicon. Wake him up.”

“--Handler Krack verified. Activating cerebral Coral control device. Augmented human C4-018 has awakened.--”

“Time to get to work, Strulovitch.”

“I’m powering down your entry capsule. On my signal… Now! Activate the AC.”

I’m… I’m… awake. 

“--Descent to ISB2262, “Rubicon 3,” complete.--”

“Your position is… Grid 135. Off target, but in permissible range. There’s a catapult ahead, use it to close the gap,” my Handler said.

“--Main system. Activating combat mode.--”

This new body was strange, like it wasn’t my own, even though they said it was. I started to move and fly, trying to get comfortable in it. This was a different beast compared to a… hmmm. I don’t remember. I soon reached a new area, guarded by some tiny mechs.

“Clear out those guard mechs. Perfect chance to test out your AC,” he said. I started to fire, feeling powerful with this ability. They were simple to destroy and I was able to continue onward. I found a repair kit, saving it for later since I didn’t take any severe damage. I soon went outside from wherever I was and saw a huge city below… Nothing like I have ever seen.

“See the contaminated city down there? That’s where you’re landing. Access the catapult.” I went to it and soon was able to access it. It started to get ready and so did I. I felt prepared, like I have done this before…

“--C4-018. Reconfiguring G tolerance.--”

“Time to fly, Strulovitch.” And there I was, off into the city below, hearing my Handler’s voice.

“If we get our hands on Rubicon’s Coral… We’ll make a killing. Plenty for someone like you to buy your humanity back.”