#f2 masterlist

[afterglowsainz]

F1 MASTERLIST

motorsports masterlist.

MAX VERSTAPPEN

i wish i hated you (smau)

the great war (ft. lando norris) (smau)

blowing smoke (smau)

friends (smau)

yes, and? (smau)

risk (smau)

fresh out the slammer

imgonnagetyouback part 2

the prophecy

CHARLES LECLERC

true story (smau)

the girl is mine (ft. alexandra saint mleux) (smau)

bye (ft. alexandra saint mleux) (smau)

eternal sunshine (smau)

CARLOS SAINZ

close to you (ft. alex albon) (smau)

is it over now? (smau)

supernatural (smau)

so it goes... (smau)

LANDO NORRIS

the great war (ft. max verstappen) (smau)

when you walk away (smau)

so high school (smau)

barcelona (smau)

crush (smau)

OSCAR PIASTRI

we used to have more part 2 part 3 part 4 (smau series)

don’t wanna break up again (smau)

imperfect for you (smau)

obsessed (smau)

the secret of us (smau)

mclaren admin (smau)

guilty as sin?

ALEX ALBON

body paint (smau)

close to you (ft. carlos sainz) (smau)

so american (smau)

DANIEL RICCIARDO

peace (smau)

FRANCO COLAPINTO

gold rush (smau)

don’t smile (smau)

[lecsainz]

Could you write friends to lovers with Ollie Bearman? Something really fluffy where they realise they have feelings for each other, thank you.

OUT OF MY CONTROL

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parings: ollie bearman + fem!reader

summary: the one where you and ollie are best friends and ollie finally creates the courage to declare yourself.

🗒️ : best friends to lovers are definitely my favorite trope!

type: fluff ಇ

Ollie had known Y/N for as long as he could remember. He first met the girl with y/h/c hair in elementary school. Ollie remembered the six-year-old Y/N approaching the seven-year-old Ollie, taking his hand, and saying, "You're my boyfriend." At the time, young Ollie had bolted away from her, and every time he saw her, he'd hide. That was until the day Y/N decided she wanted another boy to be the father of her dolls and chose the boy who always ran from her to be her best friend.

Today, all Ollie wanted was for his best friend to see him in a different light. Not that Ollie was afraid to make a move, as he was popular among the girls, but he was afraid that Y/N would distance herself from him as she did with any other boy who wasn't Ethan – a guy Ollie disliked.

What did that blond boy, who played football, have that he didn't? He raced a car at almost 200 km/h and was afraid to compete with someone who kicked a ball.

He couldn't recall when he started having feelings for Y/N. Maybe it was during his first race when she showed up wearing a shirt with his number, or perhaps it was during the countless nights they spent talking at each other's houses. It might have been when he saw his best friend cry over Ethan, either because they had broken up or because they weren't speaking. The fact that he couldn't remember didn't change anything, but he simply wanted to be able to call her his. His girl. His girlfriend. Not just his best friend.

One sunny afternoon, Ollie and Y/N found themselves sitting in the park, chatting away about various topics, as they often did. The laughter flowed effortlessly, and the warmth of their friendship was evident. Ollie knew that he had to find the courage to confess his feelings soon, and he couldn't think of a better place to do it.

As they watched the children playing on the swings, Ollie's heart raced, and he decided it was now or never. He cleared his throat, trying to find the right words.

"Y/N, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a while," Ollie began, his voice trembling ever so slightly.

Y/N turned to him, her eyes curious. "What is it, Ollie?"

Ollie took a deep breath and looked deeply into her eyes. "Y/N, you mean the world to me. You've been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and I cherish every moment we've spent together. But lately, I've started to feel something more, something beyond friendship. I don't know when it happened, but I've fallen for you, Y/N."

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Y/N looked at Ollie, her eyes wide with surprise. The weight of his confession hung in the air, and Ollie felt like his heart was in his throat.

Y/N's expression softened, and she reached out to gently touch Ollie's hand. "Ollie, I... I don't know what to say."

Ollie couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety. Had he just ruined their friendship? Would she distance herself from him?

But then Y/N smiled, a warm and genuine smile that made Ollie's heart skip a beat. "You know, Ollie, I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time."

Ollie's eyes widened in surprise. "You have?"

Y/N nodded. "Yes, I have. I've been feeling the same way, Ollie. I just didn't want to ruin our friendship by saying anything. But now that you've said it, I can't hold back any longer. I've fallen for you too."

Relief and happiness washed over Ollie. He couldn't believe his luck. "Y/N, you have no idea how happy that makes me."

With a mixture of excitement and relief in the air, Ollie and Y/N leaned closer to each other. The world seemed to fade away as they closed the distance between them, their hearts pounding in anticipation. Their lips met in a soft and tender kiss, sealing the confession of their feelings.

It was a gentle, sweet kiss, filled with the promise of a new beginning. Ollie's hand cupped Y/N's cheek, and her fingers gently threaded through his hair as they shared a moment that had been a long time coming.

[think-like-a-poet]

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Hello, welcome to my blog. Here you can find all my written pieces. I hope you can enjoy some.

Requests are open

I write for Formula 1( including old drivers), Formula 2( including old drivers), Formula 3. If you want a driver in a different category, you can always request and I can see if I write it.

I dont write for football anymore, sorry

F1: I do not write for Valterri Bottas, Nico Hulkenberg, Kevin Magnussen, logan Sargeant, Lance Stroll and Esteban Ocon. List can be changed at all times.

I do not really write smut. Sometimes when I feel like it or the request is really nice I maybe do it, but probably not.

(NSFW)- 18+ content .( S x D )- song x driver

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Formula 1

My ao3 stories

Hurt(logan sargeant)

Put on the camera pt 1(Landoscar)

Smile at the camera pt 2(Landoscar)

Teach me a thing or two(Max x Oscar x Charles)

Tattooed in ink(lestappen)

Tell me what you want(4433)

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My beautiful boy ( fem!driver x oc bf)

Loscar(NSFW)- Gamer/ Only fans AU

MV1

Crazy cat lady

Last talk

Thight riding (NSFW)

Kiss me ( S x D)

Tell em ( S x D )

Drunk yapping

What is a soft launch

LN4

Stay in

Casual ( S x D)

Out of my league ( S x D)

Here alone again ( S x D )

Necklace

OP81

Breakfast

Campus ( S x D )

Hold my girl ( S x D)

unnamed

Shut me up ( S x D)

Miss you

CL16

Traitor pt 1

Take me back to the night me met pt 2

Bust the windows out your car pt 3

Ferrari

That girl ( S x D)

CS55

positive

spending time

Bar fight

Behind the camera

Ordinary life ( NSFW)( s x D)

PG10

Helping him calm down ft Kika Gomes

LH44

Lost and found

GR63

Yuck ( S x D)

Jenson Button

Beach kisses

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Formula 2

Franco Colapinto

Back home

Biggest supporter

Sacrifice Tonight ( S x D)

She said yes- Arthur Leclerc

Prema challenges

Food challenge- Loscar x reader

Truth or dare- Loscar x reader

Only question-Arthur, Ollie, Dennis x reader

Wheelbarrow challenge- Dennis Hauger x reader

Headcanons

Ollie bearman/ Victor Martins

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Football

Kenan Yildiz( Turkish nt)

Jealousy

Biggest Supporter

Pregnancy

Surprise visit

Babysitting

Arda Güler ( Turkihs nt)

Supporter

Xavi Simons( Dutch Nt)

Jealousy

Holiday spirit

Nico Williams( Spanish Nt)

Trust issues

[logansargeantsbabymom]

Helloa, i saw you do write for f2 drivers. Can i request 'somethimg to remember' by Matt Hansen with Dennis hauger?

Something To Remember

Dennis Hauger x Fem!Reader

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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the Silverstone Circuit. I stood by the paddock, my heart racing as I watched Dennis prepare for another race. The roar of engines filled the air, a symphony I had grown to love since the day I met Dennis. But today, something felt different. The weight of our last argument lingered, and Matt Hansen’s song "Something To Remember" echoed in my mind.

*"The memories come but they don't go,"* I thought, feeling the ache in my chest as I recalled our happier times. *"I hear the echoes pounding in my head."* Life with Dennis had its challenges, especially with his demanding schedule and the constant pressure to perform. But through it all, there was an undeniable love that kept us together.

Dennis climbed into his car, and I could see the determination in his eyes. He looked over at me and gave me a reassuring smile, which I returned with a wave, my heart swelling with pride and anxiety. The green flag waved, and the cars took off, speeding down the track with a ferocity that never failed to take my breath away.

*"As long as I keep my eyes closed, you're lying right back in my arms again,"* I reflected, watching Dennis maneuver through the tight corners with precision and skill. His determination and passion for racing were part of what made me fall in love with him, but they also made every race a nerve-wracking experience.

I thought back to our last argument, the one where we both shouted things we didn't mean. Racing took so much of his time and energy, leaving me feeling lonely and sometimes neglected. I knew it wasn’t his fault; he was chasing his dreams, and I admired him for that. But it was hard to always be supportive when I missed him so much.

*"I moved out but I never moved on, so tell me now, where did we go so wrong?"* I mused, feeling the weight of our relationship's ups and downs. I knew we had to cherish the good moments, hold onto them tightly, to help us through the tougher times.

The race progressed, and Dennis fought hard for every position. I could see the focus etched on his face, every muscle in his body taut with concentration. I held my breath as he made daring overtakes, my heart pounding in sync with the rhythm of the engines.

*"I was your something once, the picture on your dresser. When did I become your something to remember?"* I reminded myself, gripping the edge of the barrier in front of me. The support from the other drivers' partners and the fans around me was comforting, but nothing could quell the anxiety that bubbled within me.

As the final laps approached, Dennis was in third place, pushing hard to close the gap between him and the leader. The tension was palpable, every second feeling like an eternity. I could barely breathe as he made his move, overtaking the second-place car with a skillful maneuver.

*"All of my friends were wrong, they said that I'll forget him. But he's the kinda song you could play forever,"* I thought, watching him navigate the track with a blend of caution and aggression that took my breath away. It was a reminder of why I fell in love with him in the first place—his tenacity, his passion, his never-give-up attitude.

The checkered flag waved, and Dennis crossed the finish line in second place. The crowd erupted into cheers, and I found myself jumping up and down with excitement. Tears of joy streamed down my face as I watched him pull into the pit lane, the team surrounding him in celebration.

“Ohh-oh-oh, I thought we had it all. I was your something once, now you found something better. How did I become just something to remember?" I whispered to myself, feeling a rush of relief and pride. Dennis climbed out of the car and immediately looked for me. Our eyes met, and I ran to him, throwing my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the ground.

"You did it, Dennis!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with emotion. "I'm so proud of you."

He kissed me deeply, his hands holding me tightly. "I couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N. You're my rock, my everything."

“Do you think of me at all? Or have I never crossed your mind again?" I thought, feeling the truth of those words in every fiber of my being. No matter the challenges we faced, our love was the anchor that kept us grounded.

As we walked back to the team, hand in hand, I knew that whatever the future held, we would face it together. Dennis squeezed my hand, pulling me closer as we weaved through the celebrating crowd.

Later that evening, as the festivities wound down and the garage grew quiet, we found a moment alone. Dennis had changed out of his race suit and into something more comfortable, but he still carried the aura of a champion. He sat beside me, our fingers intertwined.

"Do you ever think about the future?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "About what comes after racing?"

Dennis looked at me, his expression softening. "All the time," he admitted. "I think about you, us, what we could build together."

I felt a lump form in my throat. "It's hard, Dennis. The distance, the uncertainty. Sometimes I wonder if we’re strong enough to make it through."

He turned to face me fully, his eyes intense. "We are strong enough, Y/N. We've already come so far. Remember what Matt Hansen sings? 'We’ve come so far, don’t let it slip away.' We’ve got to hold on tight, and fight another day."

His words, borrowed from the song that had been a silent companion to our relationship, brought tears to my eyes. "I love you, Dennis. More than anything. And I want this, us, to work."

He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. "It will work, Y/N. Because we’ll make it work. No matter how tough things get, I’ll always be here for you."

As we sat there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, I knew that our journey wouldn’t always be easy. There would be more races, more nights apart, more arguments. But there would also be love, laughter, and moments like this, where we remembered why we fought so hard to stay together.

"Something to remember, something to hold on to, it’s the love we share, that’s gonna get us through,"* I repeated to myself, feeling the truth of those words wrap around my heart like a warm blanket. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I knew we would face them together, and that was something truly worth remembering.

[starkwlkr]

f2 masterlist✨

—here are my works for f2! thank you for reading!

arthur leclerc

blush

felipe drugovich

bf stealer

ollie bearman

to be young and in love

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MATERLIST

Here you can find all my works!

Fluff - ☁️

Angst - 🌧️

Smut - 🌩️

Oscar Piastri

To take care of you... (🌩️☁️)

Sebastian Vettel

Not in this universe (🌧️)

[sterredem]

All because I liked a boy

Mick Schumacher x Singer!reader

Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter

Word count: really short

Summary: when Y/n and mick get a lot of hate. Based on the love triangle from Olivia Rodrigo, Joshua Basset and Sabrina Carpenter

Warning: Hate

A/N really short, it is more of a blurb. I loved the idea but I don’t have a lot of time. Again what I said in the last few fics, u am working on something bigger. So if you want to see more singer!reader let me know!

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[charlesslut16]

-can we be the old us?-

summary : you and arthur meet again after your breakup in a club, and that on his birthday...

pairing : arthur leclerc x fem!reader

warnings : none

note : HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARTHUR!!! Please request more i have literally no idea what to post...

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You step into the pulsating warmth of the club, the beat of music enveloping you like an embrace. Today you went with your friends to have a great evening, as today's day wasn't your favorite. Anymore.

Arthur Leclerc’s birthday. The walls, draped in shimmering lights and echoes of laughter, vibrate with a mix of nostalgia and excitement. You try to shake off the memories, but there’s a familiar thrill in the air that makes it hard to ignore.

After all, it wasn’t such a long time ago that Arthur was the center of your universe, your safe space and despite the distance, part of you still yearns for what once was.

As you weave through the crowd, your eyes scan the room for your friends, and suddenly, they lock onto Arthur. He stands there, surrounded by friends and family, his easy smile illuminating the corner of the dimly lit bar.

Time seems to freeze as your heart does an involuntary leap. Part of you wants to look away, to forget the times you shared, but another part—an even stronger part—urges you to hold on.

The years melt away for just a moment, and you can almost see the laughter, the joy in his eyes, and perhaps even the love that once flowed between you two.

Shaking the feeling away, you break the contact you had for the moment. With the goosebumps you have, you walk to your friends, as you saw them, and went straight for the drinks.

You are perplexed, to say the least. You know that the Leclerc's always went to a restaurant, so you didn't expect him here. Today. In this club. The day you are here.

Later in the evening, the drinks have loosened inhibitions, and laughter rings out like music. There’s a collective buzz around you as Arthur makes his way through the throng, his friends draped on either side, but his gaze is inevitably drawn back to you.

Moments later, he approaches with a slight swagger, and suddenly the noise of the club fades into the background. "Hey," he says, his voice soft yet electric. “Been a while, huh?” The warmth in his tone rekindles a spark inside you, igniting old feelings that you thought were buried.

Wow. You had expected everything, but not that Arthur would walk up to you on his birthday and talk to you. The two of you had seen each other on many occasions, but never talked or even looked at each other.

"Yeah... Happy Birthday tho I hope you have a great day"

"Thanks. Hope it isn't too weird to see me."

"No, of course not." you said, the conversation starting awkward and not changing. What if this is what it will be like forever. Always being awkward and not being comfortable ever again. You exchange pleasantries, but soon the conversation turns deeper, fueled by nostalgia. Y

ou reminisce about those carefree days—dancing under the stars, quiet talks that stretched into the early hours, and laughter that felt eternal.

“Do you think we could ever go back to that?” he asks, vulnerability woven into his question. His eyes search yours, desperate for a hint of the old connection that once came so easily.

You feel a pang of longing, and for the first time in ages, you let the walls you built around your heart start to crumble. “I don’t know, maybe,” you whisper, your throat tightening with emotion.

With the music thumping around you, the noise of the club fades as you both step aside for a moment of privacy. The world outside is forgotten; it’s just the two of you.

Stories pour out as laughter spills, and with each word, the familiar rhythm of your connection starts to dance back into existence. You both lean in closer, sharing intimate thoughts, insecurities, and dreams—the spark igniting each moment.

Each revelation feels like a key turning in a locked door, unlocking the passion, trust, and love you used to share. But also unlocking all the pain, tears and moments you doubted everything.

As the night wears on and the drunken revelry continues behind you, you realize that this moment is something worth holding onto. Something that can be fixed.

[landitolover]

that’s the way i loved you

ೀ landitolover’s f1 masterlist

MAX VERSTAPPEN, 1

‎♡‧₊˚ getaway car, in which, if charles didn’t care for you, maybe a specific red bull driver he doesn’t really like, will ! ( part two of sdg )

LOGAN SARGEANT, 2

‎♡‧₊˚ feather, in which logan shoots his shot with a popstar that just got out of a longterm relationship !

LANDO NORRIS, 4

‎♡‧₊˚ not a lot, just forever, in which lando and his fiancée joke about having kids (cats), but then randomly just drop an actual pregnancy announcement !

‎♡‧₊˚ head over heels, in which he’s head over heels for the girl who always interviews him !

PIERRE GASLY, 10

‎♡‧₊˚ girls on film, in which he’s dating everyone’s favorite singer !

CHARLES LECLERC, 16

‎♡‧₊˚ say don’t go, in which he isn’t the best person to be in a relationship with.. ! (requested)

‎♡‧₊˚ ferrari’s girl, in which pedri loves to get on charles' nerves by flirting with his girlfriend.. ! (requested)

OSCAR PIASTRI, 81

‎♡‧₊˚ mini series, dulce hotline. part one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight !

ೀ landitolover’s other motorsports

OLIVER BEARMAN, 8

‎♡‧₊˚ new romantics, in which everyone thinks that she’s dating her skating partner, but her actual boyfriend starts to feel a bit insecure !

LIAM LAWSON, 15

‎♡‧₊˚ this love, in which everyone adores liam and his girlfriends relationship !

MICK SCHUMACHER, 47

‎♡‧₊˚ barbie and ken, in which mick and his girlfriend are irl barbie and ken !

[youreverydayfangirl]

formula 1

charles leclerc

NEW FICS COMING SOON!!!

singer smau series

so highschool

but daddy i love him

afterglow

daylight

max vertsappen

cinamon girl

he had it coming series

bad blood

i don't wanna live forever

look what you made me do

ready for it

delicate

carlos sainz

COMING SOON!!!

lewis hamilton

COMING SOON!!!

lando norris

death by a thousand cuts

oscar piastri

COMING SOON!!!

pierre gasly

the man

george russell

COMING SOON!!!

logan sargeant

COMING SOON!!!

oliver bearman

COMING SOON!!!

arthur leclerc

COMING SOON!!!

driver x reader series

CEO! reader

[wilted-society]

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pairings: charles leclerc x ferrari sister!leclerc

synopsis: y/n leclerc, the youngest of the leclerc siblings. gets frustrated over the weekend, as her team ignores her suggestions about what they should do with the car. y/n keeps her frustration at bay, but it's difficult when race day comes close and her team is incompetent.

"fuck!" you said as the car crashes down the barrier, losing its power. "putain!" you hit the car with frustration, you get out of the car and walked away. throwing away your gloves in frustration.

"looks like leclerc got herself another dnf right here! ending in P11, how will this look for the young leclerc?" the commentator's voice blasted through the televisions of the viewers.

you made your way to the garage, you took off your helmet and the angry frustrated look was distinct on your face. "y/n you're up for an interview." your manager informed you whilst handing you a drink.

you took it with an angry look, "jesus christ i just got off a race! can't i take a fucking break for a minute?!" your manager nodded, "noted, i will inform them" "thank you, david." yoh thanked the manager. you felt bad for lashing out on everyone, this weekend has especially been tough on you. today was qualifying and you just ended up on P11, there was so much pressure on being the first female driver to enter f2. but if you wanted to make it into f1, you were going to be professional about it.

the tv in front of you played a replay your crash, in slow motion. she felt bad for herself, you felt like you let everyone down. but what else could you do? when you were always the one suggesting to the prema team on what they could do to improve the car, but they never listen. it's all bullshit.

"this is fucking bull." you say to yourself, looking down at the ground. you felt tears swelling in her eyes, you let them drop.

"hey mon ange," charles' voice was heard, you looked towards where charles was and stood up and hugged him. "it'll all be alright." he reassured you. that's when you let it all out. you sobbed into his chest as you felt charles patted your back gently. "it's all a disaster, charles! everything is falling apart. it feels like it's all coming down to me." you ranted in between sobs, charles frowned at the thought of her sister feeling like this. because he understood what it felt like to be in her situation right now. he pulled away and wiped the tears from her face, and said. "hey, it's not the end of the world, ange. it may feel like everything's falling apart right now, and yeah, i can admit that i feel like that, too. i understand you and what you're feeling right now." his eyes witnessed your teary eyes and continued, "i promise you, this isn't the end. and things will be alright. just have faith, ange! alright? can you do that for me?" he asked you assuringly, and you nodded in reply.

"i'll tell you what, when the race is over. we'll get ice cream? you love ice cream." charles smiled at her, "y.. yeah, i would love that very much." you smiled again, wiping those tear-stained cheeks of yours. it was clear that charles beamed at the sight of your smile, "there's that smile! come on, let's go to maman?" you simply chuckled, wiping the remaining tears off her eyes before speaking, "yes, let's go to maman." you two walked out of the garage, and he lets you change out of your attire and into something comfortable. you two made your way to the ferrari hospitality, where you would be getting ice cream and wait for arthur to finish.

a/n: THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD!!! i kinda wrote this impulsively because i was bored, and i just got discharged from the hospital. and i promised you guys i would finish this fic for you. thank you for being patient! and i apologize if there are any mistakes in this fic, as it was rushed and not actually proofread. thank you for reading my works! as always, stay safe. <3333

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[afterglowsainz]

MOTORSPORTS MASTERLIST

f1 masterlist.

PATRICIO O'WARD

we used to have more part 2 part 3 part 4 (smau series)

PEPE MARTÍ

snap out of it (smau)

[lecsainz]

FORMULA TWO & THREE MASTERLIST

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fluff ಇ | smut ✧ | angst ✶ | sad ʚ | sugestive 𑁤

LEC 12 ✶ ARTHUR LECLERC

˒ ⌕ one shot

monegasque charm: where are you going to the monaco grand prix with some friends and end up bumping into arthur. ಇ

˒ ⌕ smau

it's you and me: the one where you are arthur's girlfriend and want to go to a harry styles concert. ಇ

BEA 08 ✶ OLLIE BEARMAN

˒ ⌕ one shot

paddock encounters: the wolff family accompanies toto to a race, and their daughter and ollie end up bumping into each other in the paddock. ಇ

I don't wanna dance if I'm not dancing with you: the one where ollie does everything to invite you to prom in person and be able to go to prom with you. ಇ

out of my control: the one where you and ollie are best friends and ollie finally creates the courage to declare yourself. ಇ

ARO 01 ✶ PAUL ARON

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bad race: where paul is not so happy with a race result and you - his girlfriend- decided cheers him up. ಇ

HAU 01 ✶ DENNIS HAUGER

˒ ⌕ one shot

u are safe with me: that one where you have an anxiety attack and your boyfriend - dennis - helps you.

[httpiastri]

3k celly masterlist !!

celly navigation ll main navigation ll f1 masterlist ll f2/f3 masterlist

oscar piastri

hand squeeze (kinda college!au)

paul aron

"i missed you" kisses (popstar!reader)

"good morning" kisses

holding his wrist

pepe marti

sitting in his lap (college!pepe)

fred vesti

resting your head on his shoulder (friends to lovers!au)

jack doohan

in the dark kisses

liam lawson

hand squeeze (bff/fake relationship!au)

clement novalak

tickling hugs

luke browning

breaking down mid-hug

jak crawford

breathless kisses (teammate!jak)

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[violetszone]

Masterlist

Formula:

Charles Leclerc

Carlos Sainz

Lewis Hamilton

Pierre Gasly

Daniel Ricciardo

Lando Norris

Arthur Leclerc

Ollie Bearman

[multicohn]

🔻 my imagines 🔻

( i no longer use this and have a different one on my account which should be pinned as my masterlist )

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🔻 formula racing 🔻

formula one imagines:

• jealously - yuki tsunoda

• my champion - zhou guanyu

• losers - lando norris

• forever - zhou guanyu

• security - lewis hamilton

• best friends “brother” - yuki tsunoda

• scary? my God, you’re divine - lando norris

formula two / three imagines:

• memories - paul aron

• sweet love - paul aron

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🔻 nrl imagines 🔻

melbourne storm:

• support - sualauvi fa’alogo

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🔻 kpop imagines 🔻

bangtan

• practice makes perfect - jung hoseok

tomorrow by together

• possibility - kang taehyun

enhypen

• roller skates - jay park

riize

• support - hong seunghan

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