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[f1girlygirl]

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"Can't believe you've noticed me" | LH44

Parings: Lewis Hamilton x reader.

Summary: at the beach in the golden hour, Lewis decides to show you a song he wrote for you.

Now playing: "Notice me - acoustic" by ROLE MODEL.

Word count: +800 words.

Warnings: none. Pure fluff. Not English native speaker so there could be errors. Non proofread.

a/n: Lewis has always had my heart 💌 not forget to like or reblog! And also follow me so we can be friends (and eventually share mate!) :3

MASTERLIST

You and Lewis were on vacation. It was golden hour and you were just talking by the beach. He brought his guitar and was playing it softly and smoothly.

He looked so beautiful and handsome under the sunlight. The sound of the ocean waves involved you two. You were at peace.

You grabbed the sun lotion and re applied it to your already bronzed skin.

“Babe… can I sing you a song I wrote a while ago? I think it’s time for you to listen to it” he said sweetly looking at you while you adjusted your cap again after applying the lotion.

You looked at him with a huge smile. You loved that side of Lewis. The one that connected with art and showed his vulnerability. His insides. You loved Lewis so dearly. He was the love of your life. You admired him so much. You nodded and he smiled. That smile that always melts your heart. You got comfortable and provided all of your attention to him and only him. You could see he got a bit nervous but tried to keep it cool.

He started singing.

Talk dirty, you got your hand in my jeans

You're perfect, and everything in between

Mm, yeah, keep moaning, 'cause we're making a scene

Keep going, until they tell us to leave

You listened to him carefully knowing how important this was for him. You couldn’t control biting your lip for what he was talking about. His voice so smooth and sweet. You already loved it.

Let's dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, notice me

So let's dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, you notice me

Your heart was beating fast as he continued with the song. It’s the cutest thing someone wrote to anyone. He is so perfect. You could see how concentrated he was on the string of his guitar. His fingers pushed every chord confidently. He didn’t look at you. It would make him forget the lyrics. You are always so mesmerizing to him.

Only thought I'd have you in my dreams

Things you say leave me feelin' weak

And those brown eyes of yours are all that I need

And you whisper that I'm all that you see

Your insides were screaming. He looked at you straight in the eyes while singing the second verse. Butterflies all over you stomach. You felt daydreaming. But it was real. Lewis was there singing a song he wrote for you.

Let's dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, notice me

So let's dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, you notice me

And I won't let this go, never fell this hard

Always had bad luck, never got this far

And I won't let this go, never fell this hard

Always had bad luck, never got this far

You couldn’t help but let go of a few tears. You are always so sensitive. Lewis loved that about you. You felt things so deeply just like him. The empathy between you two was hard to match. You were just perfect for each other. A match made in heaven. He smiled widely when he saw your tears. That melted his heart completely. You were the love of his life. The first person who ever made him feel on the edge. You were so beautiful. You were his muse. His everything. Life wouldn’t be the same without you. He wouldn’t be him without you.

So let's dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, notice me

So dance when we're not supposed to be

Can't stand when you're not close to me

Damn, can't believe you notice me, you notice me

When the song finished he giggled a little because you were clapping so excitedly for him. He found it so cute. You were so happy at that moment - so in love with him. No one would ever compare to him and the way he makes you feel.

“So… did you like it?” He asked shyly, blushed.

“If I liked it? I loved it, baby. I’m so in love with you. I really admired you Lewis. You’re amazing darling” you said excited and sweet getting closer to give him a kiss that killed him right there and then.

He loved being yours. And he loved you were all his.

You kissed fondly, wrapping your arms around his neck guitar in between you. He smiled on your lips. You make him so happy. He stocked your thighs gently.

“I love you my love. Thank you for noticing me and love me. I’m the luckiest guy in the world” he told you forehead to forehead brushing your noses. You couldn’t help but smile so widely.

In fact, you are the luckiest girl too.

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[spngi]

My tears ricochet | mafia!carlos sainz jr x reader

Prologue

part 1 | part 2

summary: Mr. and Mrs. Sainz lived in a dream for many years, now everything is falling apart and they need to deal with their feelings

warnings: Grammar mistakes, citation of violence, Carlos is an idiot, mentions of cheating

Carlos Sainz Jr was a true gentleman, a loyal and kind companion, a loving lover. A captivating man who won me over at first glance, with his chocolate-colored eyes and million-dollar smile. I didn't know who Carlos really was until I became deeply involved with him, until I realized I loved him so much that it wouldn't make any difference if he were a prince, a fisherman, or a mobster.

I met Carlos at the art gallery where I worked in Madrid; he was charming, affectionate, and too perfect to be true. He made efforts to create perfect dates and show all the affection he had for me; loving Carlos was as easy as breathing.

He was always very open about his feelings, his plans for the future, but he avoided revealing what his job was as much as possible. I tried to guess, after all, there aren't many job options in the market that could justify a huge mansion and the need for many security guards around him, but I never succeeded.

It took him a year to open up about his illicit activities to me, perhaps pressured by fate with subtle gestures. Before I could find out on my own, Carlos came clean.

I loved him deeply, but a woman has her limits and there are things I can't tolerate. I loved him infinitely, but thinking about all the things he did or was involved in made me sick. I had to overlook many things to be with him because, after all, I loved him, and that was what mattered, right?

"A monster is not a monster when you love it." This phrase was never more true. Carlos was never a monster to me, even after he told me all the terrible things he had done. I would still love him anyway.

Carlos loved me for five years, loved me while we timidly got to know each other, loved me when I tried to leave his life, loved me with all my mess when I moved into his house, loved me on our wedding day as we shared tears, loved me through three wedding anniversaries. But he didn't love me when I had to mature, when I realized that in the life we were living, you either bite or get bitten, when I realized that staying clean-handed would only bring me grief and sadness.

He began to distance himself gradually: the bed seemed too far away, he kept his hugs at bay, stayed late at the office to avoid sharing a bed, left early from our house to avoid breakfast together. I spared no effort to keep him close, planned dinners he would make excuses not to attend, tried to surprise him at the office only to be chased away. Then came the day he decided to move rooms. I was startled to enter the room we shared, where we had been so happy, now empty, without his clothes, without his pillow, without his bath products.

It hurt too much to see him so distant. He claimed he needed time to think, but there was no emotion in his words. We were both scared of what had happened in the previous months. After the incident where they tried to hurt me, I needed my husband's help. I wanted him to protect me, I needed his support, needed to be strong like him and not just his helpless wife.

Even after all my efforts to make him love me again, he never returned to our room. Then the girl came into the story. A woman's intuition is funny; I knew the moment he came home on a certain day that he had found another woman. Even with all the moments I tried to change Carlos's mind, using every possible means and humiliating myself more than I would allow at any other time, nothing stopped that moment from arriving.

"What is this?" I ask, not daring to touch the envelope in front of me.

"They're the divorce papers, y/n..." Carlos sighs, appearing for the first time in a long time for breakfast. "I tried to be as fair as possible, but you can look at them and then we'll negotiate."

"There will be no negotiation, Carlos! Because there will be no divorce," I reply, trying to stay firm. This day seemed close, but something in me still refused to believe it would come. Something in me refused to accept that I would have to divorce Carlos. This was just a phase, something that happens to any couple; we didn't need to be extremists.

"Y/n... please, be rational. We can't prolong this; it's the best way out for both of us," he tries to negotiate.

"And I disagree with your opinion. My God, Carlos! We're talking about our marriage! You didn't even try to give us a chance," I respond, frustrated.

"There's no solution anymore, y/n..." he murmurs to me, and that breaks me even more.

"I won't sign them, Carlos," I push the envelope away from me. The wedding ring gleams on my left hand with the movement, a simple touch of irony to the whole situation.

English is not my first language.

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[run-towards-something]

Baku 2021 // Singapore 2024

[turninlovedits]

★ F1 EDITION LAYOUTS.

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[liwysz]

Lestappen Masterlist!

Just got diagnosed as your soulmate, and it's incurable. I hope you understand that now we're more than enemies or friends, we're lovers.

Imagine if protagonists just died in the first scene

Max wished could go back in time, to the moment when they were just two dreamers talking about planets. The moment when the only certainty he had was that he and Charles would be together. -- With his last breath in that cabin surrounded by roso corsa red, Charles wished he could have another chance.

2. War of Hearts? I only see Enemies to Lovers

“I do pay attention,” Charles replied, his voice wavering slightly, but he refused to back down. “And you should be careful who you step on.” Max raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curling into an ironic, humorless smile. “Is that a threat?” he asked, stepping forward, his taller frame making his presence almost suffocating. For a second, Charles felt the urge to step back, but something inside him ignited. It wasn’t fear, but a fierce determination. He couldn’t, wouldn’t, let someone like this boy he didn’t even know intimidate him in a place he had dreamed of being for so long. “It’s a warning,” Charles responded, his words now firm, his gaze locking onto the other boy’s, challenging him in return.

3. Are you okay Charles, why are you looking at me and my sweaty body?

Max and Charles were intimate by the FIA to do community work after the Singapore GP, but Charles couldn't stop staring at Max's sweaty body. The feelings only grow up from that.

4. Charles Le-cat in the clutches of affection

Charles Leclerc, one of the fastest drivers in Formula 1, had something that made him truly unique: he was a cat hybrid. His feline eyes and sharp reflexes made him practically invincible on the grid, facing anyone with unmatched skill. But beyond the pressure of the races, there was something else he had to deal with: his feline instincts. Parts of his body, especially his back and waist, were incredibly sensitive, something he did everything to hide from his rivals. --- or the silly cat boy Charles Leclerc receives all the affection possible from his rival, the human Max Verstappen

5. The winner takes it all, even the pretty boy

For the past three years, Charles Leclerc had never failed to come. In the first year, it was in Abu Dhabi, still somewhat hesitant, with trembling hands and heavy breaths, full of anger and wanting to unleash it on something. In the second, in Monza, he arrived breathless and almost furious, as if he hated the desire he felt. In the third, in Suzuka, there wasn’t as much hatred anymore, but there was still that burning, almost violent need.

Now, in Las Vegas, Max knew the pattern would repeat.

And right on time, as if their minds were in sync, a knock echoed on the door. 

F1 General Masterlist | Meet me

[letteppen]

In 2024, I need to see much more of these three on the podium together. I need to witness more interactions between Lewis and Max in interview rooms to ease the tension among fans. I need to see Max and Charles reminiscent of their karting days, two of the best drivers on the grid destined to compete. And most importantly, I hope all the on-track competition among these three is fair, clean, and beautiful to watch. I also need to see Charles happy in 2024, please Ferrari.

[kpop-locks]

꒰ ˀˀ ↷ random idols ; as fórmula 1 teams ”♡ᵎ ꒱

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[ifgosling]

𝙸. ┄─ Carlos Sainz moodboard﹒☀️

P1 TODAY BABYYYY!!!!!

[rdowneyjrxx]

HOW CAN HE BE SO 8&/&,&/@ ???? 😭😭😭😭😭

[f1girlygirl]

Ferrari's new strategists

[interlagosainz]

how will… how will this work… like… strategically how will lewis hamilton and charles leclerc work together

[spngi]

It ain’t over ‘til it’s over |part 7 charles leclerc x singer!reader

Warnings: wrong English grammar, mentions of cheating, The songs mentioned do not belong to me and I am providing the link to the songs here!

In which charles and y/n have always known each other, but not everything goes as planned

part one| part two| part three| part four| part five| part six

Charles leclerc insta

charles_leclerc No words to describe this adventure with y/n, it was a unique thing and I will never be able to express in words what it was like to record this album with y/n. I’m looking forward to seeing what you thought and happy that something so special created by us is available to you now! Everything I didn’t say is available on all platforms ❤️

scuderiaferrari driver and singer in his spare time

danielricciardo I couldn’t believe it when I saw it, but this album is something out of this world

pierregasly You sing better than you drive

arthurleclerc I still can’t believe you hid this from us

[ccbsrmsf1]

One of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life 💚💛

My Brazilian heart is happy and proud, Lewis Hamilton driving Senna’s McLaren… wow!

Thank you 💚💛

[liwysz]

Flower Language with Bouquets

Logan Sargeant x Oscar Piastri

Chapters: 1/1 | Words: 2,104

“Oh, good morning!” Oscar’s face lit up with a friendly smile as he climbed down the ladder, placing the watering can on the counter carefully. “How can I help you?”

“I’m here to pick up a bouquet I ordered earlier today.” The blond replied, frustration clear in his voice. Oscar immediately guessed which bouquet it was. “You’re the one who wants to tell someone to “fuck yourself” with flowers?” Oscar asked, trying to hide a smile as he mentioned the order. The blond only nodded, looking a bit embarrassed but determined.

Loscar flower shop Au because I was very upset with Logan leaving Formula 1 and I needed to make something fluffy.

Loscar Masterlist | F1 General Masterlist | Meet me

[letteppen]

when I go traveling with my family