#lando norris x dancer

[i9messi]

That's my girl — Lando Norris

Lando can't stop himself from being the most supportive boyfriend, not now that his girlfriend is a backup dancer of the Eras Tour.

pairing — lando norris x dancer!reader

(smau)

note - I was thinking of doing a series with different f1 drivers, where they all support their girlfriends in their jobs. let me your requests if you want!

masterlist

yourusername

Opening night of the Eras Tour! Thank you to all of the amazing people who made it possible. Thank you😁

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landonorris I'M THE HAPPIEST BOYFRIEND OF ALL THE WORLD

landonorris you really deserved this, I'm so happy for you love 😘

yourusername thank you love 😘

alexandrasaintmleux you're my favourite dancer, counting the days to see you!

user1 YESSSS, LANDO'S GIRLFRIEND ON THE ERAS TOUR

user2 she really deserved this, she's so talented

user3 counting the days to see her in Buenos Aires!

landonorris

The Eras Tour opening night. Came to see my beautiful girlfriend and some girl called Taylor Swift.

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user1 I want a boyfriend like Lando, please please please

user2 she was in Lando's races supporting him and now he's supporting her whenever he has the chance

yourusername I love youuuuuu

landonorris I love you much more

user3 I need a boyfriend or girlfriend like Lando, someone who brags about me like him

f1wags

y/n on the latest Taylor Swift concert, we love this queen 👑

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landonorris that's my girl and I'm really proud

user1 oh stop you're setting the bar too high

landonorris

yourusername I am dazzled by your beauty and your talent. You are incredible, love

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user1 STOPPP why are you so cute???

landonorris momma taught me well

user2 second time in the eras tour, he has seen it more times than me already

yourusername love you lots, babe

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yourusername

I have the best, gorgeous and most supportive boyfriend in the whole world who came to see me again at the eras (sorry mclaren please don't blame me). I love you baby landonorris

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landonorris you're so cuteeeeeee, I love you I love you love you

user1 yes, you love her we already understand

kamnsaunders it was incredible to meet him! you are a lovely couple

janravnik I want to meet Verstappen, please y/n

landonorris

she´s so hot. oh, hi taylor I fotgot about your existence

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yourusername I wait for you in my hotel room😏

landonorris 🏃🏃🏃🏃

oscarpiastri oh stop 🙄

user1 lando has been three times at the eras tour already, he is the biggest fan of y/n

oscarpiastri Lando stop posting y'n content, you're a driver of F1 for god sake

landonorris and what?

oscarpiastri I'm going to lose a teammate

charles_leclerc

Eras tour night, came to see landos girlfriend

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landonorris WHY DIDNT YOU INVITED ME?

charles_leclerc your boss said you weren't allowed to have interrumptions

pierregasly we also didnt want to hear you talk nonstop about yn

landonorris I hate you all

yourusername I hope you enjoyed the concert!

alexandrasaintmleux we did! you were amazing last night

yourusername thanks lovelyyy

Lando's story

caption: my love❤️

landonorris

she knows how to dance I know aristotle

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yourusername so you know aristotle?

landonorris I can be very smart 🤓

oscarpiastri No one believes you

oscarpiastri How many times have you been at the eras?

landonorris six times and so many more times on grainy livestreams

user1 he so us

charles_leclerc you need to stop Lando

landonnorris stop what? being the most supportive boyfriend? my girl deserves all

maxverstappen1 Penelope wants tickets for the concert, can you get three for us?

landonorris asking my girlfriend 👏🏼

yourusername

Last night of the Eras tour, thank you so so much for all the love you gave me during these months. Taylor was (and is) my idol since I was a kid and performing by her side was a dream of mine. And a special shout out to my boyfriend landonorris for being my biggest fan❤️

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kamnsaunders WE LOVE YOUUU beautiful girl

user1 Lando must be sad because he can't go to the eras tour anymore

landonorris I love you so muchhhh

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landonorris

My pretty baby is at home again

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yourusername your arms feel so secure as always❤️

[rose24207]

Copacabana

Summary: A stunning performance on Let’s Dance sees you and Lando sharing an undeniable chemistry as you dance to Copacabana, captivating the audience with your graceful moves, bold connection, and breathtaking energy, leaving everyone in awe of your magical partnership.

Genre: Dancer!Lando, fluff

TW: None!

A/N: I love this Song! I‘m really excited to see how you think of this! Please let me know if I should do more of !Lando‘s. English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy it though! Requests are open and welcome!

Masterlist

The lights suddenly blaze to life, washing over you in a golden glow. The studio is humming with anticipation, every person on the edge of their seat, waiting for the magic to unfold.

You can feel the weight of the moment settle over you like a thick, electric current. The air is alive with energy, and the audience is holding its collective breath.

The set before you is a vibrant tropical paradise—artificial palms swaying, neon signs flashing bright colors, evoking the lively atmosphere of the Copacabana nightclub.

The unmistakable rhythm of Copacabana fills the room, its iconic melody flooding your senses and immediately pulling you into the world it creates.

The crowd's excitement swells, and you feel it surge within you, building with each passing second.

But none of that matters in this moment because your attention is fixed on him.

Lando.

Standing beside you, poised, confident, yet there’s something about him tonight that feels different.

His gaze, intense and unwavering, is locked onto you. The world around you disappears as the connection between you two becomes undeniable.

You know the dance will be beautiful. But with him, it feels like something more.

Your dress tonight is something out of a dream. It’s a shimmering see-through creation that flows around you with the grace of a bird in flight. The feathers catch the light with every movement, a delicate yet captivating halo around you. It clings to your curves in all the right places, while still allowing every twist and turn to be an expression of freedom.

You feel like you could disappear into the fabric itself, but the world is too enamored with you to look away. Your skin is radiant, glowing under the spotlight, your hair hanging freely on you shoulders.

You can hear the appreciative gasps from the crowd, but there’s only one person you’re dancing for tonight.

Lando’s hand reaches out for you. His touch is electric, the moment your fingers meet his, you feel it—a spark.

A pull.

There’s no question that this dance is yours, that the connection between you is deeper than any choreography.

As the first notes of Copacabana ring out, you both move as though it’s written in your very souls.

The music starts slow, a gentle, inviting rhythm, and you sway together.

The world falls away.

There’s only him.

There’s only you.

His movements are smooth, confident, guiding you into each step with the precision of someone who has danced his entire life.

And you follow.

Effortlessly.

You are weightless in his arms, each movement flowing from one to the next like a river that can’t be stopped. You are perfectly in sync, a harmony that feels destined.

Then the tempo picks up, the beat quickens, and so do your movements. The Cha Cha pulses through you both, and you can feel the energy shift.

Lando’s feet are swift, sure, leading you with such expert precision that you can’t help but smile. He twirls you out, your body spinning in the air, the feathers of your dress fluttering like a thousand delicate birds, catching the light with each twist. You land with perfect grace back in his arms, your bodies close, your heart racing with the exhilaration of it all.

Every movement feels like a conversation between you.

Each step, each glance, each touch, says everything. He’s not just your partner in this dance—he’s a reflection of you, and you of him. When your eyes meet, the chemistry between you is undeniable.

You both laugh, a playful sound that fills the space between you and the audience, and you’re filled with the rush of being seen, of being alive in this moment.

The audience feels it, too.

Their cheers rise, the applause a constant background to the music. But even in the spotlight, surrounded by a room full of people, it’s just you and Lando—moving, breathing, creating something magical together.

His hand is firm on your waist as you move into a difficult spin, your body effortlessly twirling in mid-air before landing back into his grasp.

The contact between you is electric, his fingers holding you just the right amount of pressure to remind you he’s always there.

You can feel the heat radiating from him, feel the unspoken connection that runs deeper than the music itself.

You spin again, your movements bold, the rhythm quickening, and as you whirl away from him, the dress catches the light in a thousand different ways.

It’s as if the world can’t help but follow your every movement, each beat making your body feel more alive.

You’ve danced before, but nothing like this.

There’s no doubt in your mind—the connection you share with him transcends just the steps of the dance.

It’s an understanding.

A bond.

A promise.

As the song nears its end, your movements become even more daring. You glide through the steps, feeling the thrill of it, the rush of excitement.

He spins you one last time, your body lifting in a perfect arc, the feathers of your dress soaring around you like the wings of an angel.

The music fades into its final, powerful beat, and you land in his arms again, both of you breathless, hearts pounding, bodies still pressed together in the aftershock of the performance.

For a moment, time seems to stop.

The audience is silent.

Then, in an eruption of sound, they cheer, clap, and shout their admiration. Their excitement is a wave crashing against the shore, and you and Lando stand together in the center of it, both of you breathless, faces flushed, heartbeats racing.

The applause is deafening, but you can’t pull your eyes away from him. There’s something in his gaze—something that goes beyond the performance, beyond the applause. It’s like a secret only the two of you share.

The judges stand to their feet, their applause joining that of the crowd.

The first judge smiles brightly, her voice filled with awe. “What we saw tonight wasn’t just a performance—it was a story told through movement. The chemistry between you two… it’s undeniable. You are both truly in tune with each other. It’s magnificent.”

The second judge nods enthusiastically. “The way you moved, the connection between you—it was like nothing we’ve ever seen. You brought the song to life in a way that left us all breathless. It’s an incredible performance.”

The third judge adds, “And let’s talk about the aesthetics. [Y/N], you were breathtaking tonight. The way your dress moved, the way you danced—it was as if you were one with the music.”

The words wash over you like a dream, but you don’t hear them. You’re still caught in the afterglow of the dance, of the heat between you and Lando.

He turns to you, his hand still resting on your waist, and his smile is all admiration, all pride.

The host approaches, his voice breaking through the moment as he addresses you both, the microphone a bridge between you and the world.

“That was something special,” he says, his eyes wide with amazement. “Lando, [Y/N], how does it feel to share such an undeniable connection on stage?”

You take a moment to catch your breath, the energy still buzzing in your veins. “It feels...” you begin, your voice soft but filled with the truth of the moment. “It feels like we’re exactly where we’re meant to be. We just... flow together. The music, the dance—it all comes so naturally with Lando.”

Lando smiles, a slow, knowing grin as his eyes meet yours. “I couldn’t have asked for a better partner,” he says, his voice low and sincere. “There’s something magical that happens when we dance together. It’s more than just the steps. It’s the way we connect. It’s electric.”

The host turns back to the audience, grinning. “Well, there you have it, folks. A performance that has set the bar impossibly high. Let’s hear it one more time for Lando and [Y/N]!”

The applause once again shakes the room, echoing through the studio, but you’re still caught in the look Lando gives you.

It’s more than just a performance.

It’s something deeper.

Something that will stay with you long after the stage lights have dimmed.

As you exit the stage, your hand still in his, you feel that pulse between you—the one that says this is just the beginning.

Thank you for reading!

[qdrntln4]

alright chat i’m alive and well (surprisingly)

so i wanna start a series and i need YOUR 🫵 help

let me know bbgs 😚

[no-144444]

prince charming- l.norris

summary: lando brings his niece to the ballet, who knew he'd find love?

pairing: lando norris x fem! ballerina! reader

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Another show finished, another day done. All you had to do was meet some children and show them around the stage. It was a thing the company had decided to do after every single show, and you were one of the only ballerinas who enjoyed it. Everyone else ran out of there as fast as they could, but you stayed around, in full costume, showing them everything. 

“Y/n! Y/n! Look!” Mila, the little girl that had been assigned to you pulled on your hand and you followed her over. “It’s your Prince Charming!” She pointed at your co-star, Richard, who was playing Prince Charming while you played Cinderella. He was lovely and one of your best friends, but Mila’s face fell when she saw him kiss another girl, aka his actual girlfriend Mia. “He’s kissing someone else!” she gasped, looking at you hurt. 

You smiled. “We’re only together in the show, remember? My name isn’t Cinderella, is it?” You chuckled and she nodded, laughing. “So, that’s Richard, and he’s Mia’s real-life Prince Charming, not mine.”

She nodded understandingly. “Do you have a Prince Charming?”

You internally cringed, why did kids always want to know about your love-life? “No,” you smiled. 

Her face lit up. “OH! Perfect! Uncle Lala!” she called for her uncle to come over as your face fell. “Uncle Lala will you be Y/n’s Prince Charming so she can be my Auntie and we can have fun forever?!” 

Mila’s excited face and the ridiculousness of her statement, reminding him she truly didn’t know how the world worked, made him giggle. And with Lando, when he starts, he doesn’t stop. It took a whole minute for him to stop laughing, while you sat there awkwardly. You knew who he was, you knew why he was laughing, but it was still rude. Just say no, dude. 

“Mila, it doesn’t work like that,” he explained. “She’s way too pretty for me,” he whispered, sitting down beside her, and in front of you. 

Your eyes widened and you looked down, confused at the entire situation. 

“I know she is,” Mila answered (subtle dig at her uncle, but alright). “But you could ask her to dance or something. Princesses like dancing.”

Lando shook his head. “I’m an awful dancer.”

“Why do you just try talking to her!” Mila scoffed, then ran off to go look at some of the set of the show. 

You looked up and met his eyes and you both started laughing. “I’m so sorry about her, she gets like this sometimes,” he admitted, a slight blush on his cheeks. 

“It’s alright, it happens sometimes,” you waved him off, an easy smile on your face. 

“You get hit on through people’s nieces a lot?” he questioned. 

You chuckled. “It’s more common than you think, people love the ballerina shtick.”

He laughed. “How old are you?”

“I’m 23,” you answered. “And I’m Y/n.”

“I’m Lando,” he held his hand out to be shaken. “Nice to meet you.”

“NIce to meet you too,” you smiled, shaking his hand. “Congratulations on the year you’ve had.”

“You watch F1?”

You nodded. “My mom has been into it since she was a kid, she gave that to me, so… yeah.”

“Who’s your favourite driver?” he smirked and you chuckled. 

“Nico Hulkenberg,” you smirked. 

He chuckled. “Understandable,” he smiled, nodding. “Mila is probably off somewhere trying to destroy your set, I should probably go grab her.”

You both got up and smiled at each other. “It was nice to meet you.”

“It was nice to meet you too, Prince Charming,” you joked, he giggled. 

And that was that. 

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For the next few days, Lando could not get you out of his head. You were funny, kind, beautiful, good with Mila, everything he wanted in a person, yet he’d let you slip away. You weren’t even on social media, but he followed the company’s instagram and some of your friends to see pictures of you. He decided, once the season ended, he’d go back and find you. Maybe he really could become your Prince Charming. 

He joined the rest of the crowd in their standing ovation as you bowed, smiling brightly. He waited around and followed a few more people backstage to finally see you again. 

“Lando?” you questioned as you looked at him from behind. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see you again,” he shrugged. “Happy holidays.”

You smiled. “So it is true,” your eyes shone with a hint of mischief. “You did follow the company account.”

He screwed his face up in a half-smile-half-grimace, he’d been caught. “You don’t have a public account, thought it would be weird to follow you on your private one.”

You chuckled. “I would’ve let you follow me,” you told him. “You are my Prince Charming, right?”

He beamed. “Right,” he nodded. “Dinner?”

“Let me get out of costume,” you agreed. You started to walk off and he didn’t follow, unsure what to do. You turned back and grabbed his hand. “Come on!”

He was very happy he had brought Mila to the ballet.

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[leaawrites]

I have so many short & sweet videos on my fyp right now. I can’t stop thinking about singer!reader announcing her f1 bf by arresting him and dedicating Juno to him like Sabrina does at her concerts. The fans would go wild!!! I’m desperate for this fic

Juno (Live from the Shrot n'Sweet Tour)

Lando Norris x fem!singer!reader

Summary: requested as above.

Wordcount: 0.6k

Warnings: (very) suggestive content, smau (a first time for me, i hope it's alright), flirting, fluff

Note: omgg, this is such an good idea! I loved writing it! I chose Lando bc, I just love writing for him, hope that's alright with you. If not, let me know and I'll (gladly) make another version.

Masterlist, Short n'Sweet Series

“If you haven’t already noticed,” Y/n announced, making the crowd go quiet to hear her talk. “We have a special guest tonight in the crowd.”

The moment the words left her lips and the camera panned to the guy in the audience, beaming up at her with the biggest smile one could muster, the crowd went wild. Lando was just laughing at the reaction.

Everyone there knew how big of an f1 fan Y/n was. Having attended some grand prixs already and posting her reactions to every race on her insta story, she didn’t try to make her love for the sport unknown.

The camera went back to the woman on stage, sirens going off and making everyone know what would happen next. It was a common tradition on the tour. But now, it was different when she said, “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m afraid you’re under arrest for being too hot.”

The way she winked at him and from how red he got at the mere eye contact with her, made it obvious this wasn’t mindless flirting. This was proper natural behavior for them.

“That hot, formula 1 driver I have absolutely no relation to.” She pointed out at the crowd. “You know who I mean, right? Of course, you do.” She nodded in approval at the crowd as they clapped and shouted in excitement. They were there for the show and boy, were they going to give them one.

“Sorry, what was your name again?” She asked innocently, holding the microphone in his direction.

Instead of one answer, she got thousands. All calling one name: Lando.

“Oh, okay. Okay,” she said after genuinely being surprised by the amounts of answers she received.

“Lando, gosh,” she continued talking, waving her hand in front of her face like she was trying not to faint. “Lando.” She mused his name, making it melt on her tongue like it was the most beautiful thing she heard.

She didn’t need to ask, but a script is a script. “Lando, where are you from?”

“Monaco,” he shouted back this time.

“Monaco? So, you’re rich?” He nodded. “And you came all the way here to see me?”

“Only for you.”

“Only for me? You’re too much. Stop it.” Waving her hand at him, as a blush graced her face and she scrunched up her nose. “You’re doing things to me, boy. I can’t even.”

Before she could keep on rambling, her backup dancer opened the back of her once long skirt making it fall down, revealing a shorter version. She stepped out of it, saying, “Oh my god, my clothes are falling of for you. This is embarrassing.”

She heard his voice again, a flirty comment leaving his lips: “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time?” She repeated, trying to see if she heard him correctly. When he nodded, she could see the confidence building up inside of him more and more. He wasn’t as nervous about this anymore as he was backstage before the show. Overthinking and stressing about how the fans would react to it. “Oh, you’re right about that.”

The crowd went wild again. Screaming louder than ever before.

“So, I guess,” she started talking, taking the fluffy pink handcuffs from another one of her backup dancers. “Could you maybe keep them for the rest of the show? Just so, I don’t loose them for later.” She winked at him again, starting to laugh when she saw him bury his face in his hands out of embarrassment.

She could barely still hear herself over the screams of the fans.

“Anyway, I’d like to dedicate this next song to my boyfriend, Lando Norris.”

And then the song began, the crowd going crazy and she couldn’t stop smiling. Everyone knew, finally. They knew and she made it official in a way only she could.

Lando Norris

Yep, this is my girlfriend. No more of that Lando Norizz bullshit.

yourusername: babe, what the fuck is that last picture?

yourusername: love you though, i guess

-> LandoNorris: you guess? Didn’t seem like that last night, huh?

-> yourusername: omg, shut up. This isn't a public account concersation.

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[p1astr81]

second chances -ln4

in which: Lando tries to get his ex girlfriend back.

pairing: Lando Norris x pop star!fem!reader

genre: angst/fluff

warnings: cursing

an: this is part 2 of “second place”, but I think it could also make sense as a stand-alone.

part 1

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Performing with the wound of a breakup fresh in your heart was difficult, but the roaring crowds and their endless support made it a little easier.

You just finished up yet another show, the twelfth one since you’d broken off things with Lando three weeks ago. Kiké—knowing how hard the breakup was for you—walked in silence next to you and you navigated the backstage area. He simply offered his presence, which was a mild—but much appreciated—comfort to you.

Your eyes were trained on the way the dim lights made your boots sparkle. The last song on the setlist was the most emotional for you. A love song written for Lando. You nearly cried while singing it, and were struggling to keep it together even now.

Kiké only left your side once you reached the door of your dressing room. “Can you travel on the bus with me again?” You asked him softly. Between the last city and this one, Kiké joined you on your tour bus. Usually, he’d fly between locations with the other dancers, but he was more then happy to spend time with you.

He nodded. “Absolutely. We have to finish our show.” He joked, getting a smile out of you.

You bade him goodbye, and stepping into your dressing room. As soon as the door was closed, you let the tears fall, letting the door support your weight as you tried to not crumple to the floor.

A soft call of your name broke through the sounds of your sobs. You gasped, straightening up and reaching for the door handle. Your flight response automatically ceased when your gaze met Lando’s.

Your eyes narrowed. “Shouldn’t you be in Spain?” The tone of your voice was venomous, but he chose not to take offense to it.

“Yes, but I wanted to see you.”

You scoffed at that. “Who even let you in here?”

“Your security. I assume you haven’t told them?” You didn’t answer his inquiry, but that was answer enough.

“Look, I know I treated you like shit and I was never here for you, but I want to be.” A little late for that, you wanted to say. But you settled for a roll of your eyes. “And these past weeks have made me realize that life without you sucks.”

A heavy sigh fell from your lips ass you pushed off the door. You wandered over to your desk, and began taking your makeup off. Lando, left in silence and without a response, continued to sit quietly on the couch.

You glanced at him through he mirror. He was fumbling around with his fingers. “You can’t just show up here and expect me to take you back.”

Lando met your eyes through the reflection. “I know. But I really do mean it. Even if we’re just friends, that’s enough for me.” The fact you hadn’t told him to fuck off yet was honestly a step in the right direction for him.

Your eyes found the cotton pad more interesting than him. “I don’t know. You made me feel like I wasn’t worthy of your time. You can’t just fix that with a sorry.”

He stood from his spot on the couch and cautiously stepped to your side. “I’ll be better. Every show I can squeeze into my schedule, I’ll be there.” He nodded.

Having missed the feel of your skin on his, he wanted to reach out, place a hand on your shoulder, or your arm. But he refrained from doing so.

Considering his proposition, you bit your lip. “You said that before, Lan.” You muttered. He heard the disappointment in your voice and wanted to curse himself out for it.

He nodded. “And I regret not following through but I promise this time. And if I don’t honor it, that’s it. I’ll never bother you again.”

It was a terrible idea. You knew it was. Opening your heart up to him again, giving him all the power to tear it in two once more, it was risky. But with a sigh, you accepted. “One slip up, Norris, and I’m blacklisting you from my shows.” You joked.

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In the coming weeks, Lando honored his promise to its fullest extent, and then some. Even the shows you didn’t expect him to be at—the ones that fell on a Sunday night, only a few hours after a race—he was there.

He’d even spend a couple hours after the shows with you in your tour bus before he inevitably needed to catch a flight.

So after a month of him showing up consistently, and proving himself, you finally gave into him.

It was after one of your shows, you were sat in the tour bus as it stood stationary. The both of you were planted on the couch, your legs across Lando’s lap. You’d been talking for the last hour and a half about seemingly nothing. And then you licked your lips, and bit your lip softly before calling his name. He looked to you with big brown eyes like a little doe. “I think you’ve proved that you’ve changed.” Lando’s brows raised, hopeful. “And… if you’d still want to-“

“Yes.” He replied without even letting you finish. “Sorry.” His gaze shifted to his hands which sat on your bare legs. His cheeks went red. “Continue.”

You laughed and shook your head. “No, I think you got the point.” You sifted in your seat, and leaned forward to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek.

[captainreecejames]

"You Can Call Her Phone" series (Lando's Version)

author's note : so I'm thinking if you guys like this I can do it with other drivers (only Oscar, Logan, Alex, Yuki, Liam, Pierre, and Carlos), but you'll have to give me the idea of why they're answering in the first place. I've got a George one lined up next so stay tuned for that.

pairing : Lando Norris x fem!reader

warnings : once again a lot of cursing and shitty men, not proof read

word count : 627

The walk home had been quick, because you refused to have this argument in the middle of the Monaco streets where anybody could hear or see. The crowd at the club had been embarrassing enough. So as soon as you got inside, Lando was ready to defend himself.

“He called you his bitch, babe! I wasn’t going to sit there and let him call you those things!” He was fuming, mostly at the aforementioned man, but there was no one else there to listen to him. 

“And then you basically called me your personal stripper, Lando!” He opened his mouth to talk, but you kept going. “That was so inappropriate and uncalled for. I just can’t even believe you would say something like that.”

He understood where you were coming from, honestly. But Jack had been making eyes at you the whole night without you being aware, and when you went to dance with some friends, he started making lewd that got under his skin. It wasn’t a surprise that Lando had snapped. “He started way before the bitch comment, babe. Okay, and i just couldn’t sit there anymore and take it. He needed to know-“

The phone ringing cut him off and he looked at the screen in your hand.

Jack.

“Is he really fucking calling you after all that?” Lando’s eyes had darkened. “Give me the phone.” You listened, handing him the phone with a resigned look on your face. “What the fuck do you want?” Lando asked him, voice steady with an anger you hadn’t head in a while. “No I’m not gonna give her the fucking phone, you ripe shithead. After the way you spoke about her and to her face, you’re lucky you’re even in the city right now. Because if I had my way, I’d have your ass sent to a fucking tundra where you can’t ever be warm again.” You heard yelling from the other line, but none of it was clear enough for you to make out what he was saying. “I will get a fucking restraining order on you and your goddamn dog if I ever hear that you come near us again, got it?” More yelling came from the other line, but Lando didn’t wait for him to finish, hitting the red end call button.

“You done?” You ask, holding out your hand for him to return your phone.

“One second, I’m blocking him on everything so he can’t talk to you again.”

“And if he makes a second account?”

“I’ll fucking call up Mark Zuckerberg and get him banned from making any social media again.”

“Now you’re being ridiculous.” He rose an eyebrow at you, but you made no move to grab your phone from him. With a sigh, you dropped your hand and stepped closer to him, pushing your phone away so he would look at you. “Seriously Lan, I want you to know that I’m not okay with what you said tonight at the club. It was one, out of line; and two, none of their business.” That got him to smirk, moving his hands to your waist to pull you flush against him.

“I know baby, I was out of line when I said that to him. I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable with my words.” He kissed your forehead and you leaned into him, content with the apology for now. “But just so we’re on the same page, you’re my private dancer?”

You moved to hit his chest, but he caught it first, bringing your hand up to his mouth for a light peck. When you didn’t answer, he licked your hand and you shrieked. “That’s gross, Lando!” But the smile on your face told him that everything was okay for now.

[valiwrites]

Hiii i wanted to ask if You could write a little fic of Lando Norris x Fem!Argentinian!Reader, Where they meet at a party and he falls in love with her,Because she is very outgoing and fun, and she taught him to dance some Argentine songs. so he asks Franco for help to ask her out since Franco is her friend. Thanks You so much (sorry if My English is Bad) 🤍

MAYBE FRANCO WAS RIGHT ✧.* lando norris

PAIRING: lando norris x reader

WARNINGS: none

MASTERLIST

The music was electric, a pulsating mix of bass drops and Latin beats that seemed to weave their way into every conversation, every drink being poured, and every sway of the bodies on the dance floor. Lando Norris wasn’t exactly in his element, but he was trying. He had been dragged to this party by some of his McLaren teammates, who had insisted he needed to loosen up.

“You’re young, Lando! Live a little,” they had teased, and somehow, he had found himself here, nursing a glass of something fizzy, slightly out of place but far too polite to slip away.

That was, until he saw her.

She was laughing so hard she had to wipe away tears, her hand clutching at the arm of a mutual friend Lando vaguely recognized—Franco, one of the guys from the garage. Her energy was magnetic, her confidence lighting up the room like a firework. She moved effortlessly, her hips swaying to the rhythm of a song Lando had never heard before. Her accent—Argentinian, Franco had mentioned once—only added to her charm as she joked and pulled people onto the dance floor.

Lando was entranced. She was so unlike anyone he’d ever met. His world was often polished and reserved, full of careful handshakes and measured laughs. But she? She was freedom personified, unapologetic and vibrant.

“You’ve been staring at her for ten minutes now,” a voice interrupted his thoughts. Lando turned to see Franco grinning at him knowingly.

“What? No, I haven’t,” Lando lied, his cheeks heating up.

“Sure you haven’t. That’s why you haven’t moved an inch since you got here,” Franco teased. “Her name’s Y/N, by the way. She’s a good friend of mine.”

“She’s… really cool,” Lando admitted, still trying not to stare too obviously. “She looks like she’s having the time of her life.”

“She always does. That’s kind of her thing,” Franco said, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “Why don’t you go talk to her?”

“Me? No, no, she’s way out of my league,” Lando stammered, looking horrified at the thought.

“Mate, you’re Lando Norris. Formula 1 driver? Millions of fans? I’m pretty sure you’re the definition of ‘out of someone’s league,’” Franco said, clapping him on the back. “But fine, if you’re too scared, I’ll introduce you.”

Before Lando could protest, Franco was already waving Y/N over. She spun around mid-dance, her smile widening when she saw him. She said something to her friends before skipping over, her energy undimmed.

“What’s up, Franco?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity. Then her eyes flicked to Lando. “Oh! You’re the F1 guy, right? Lando?”

Lando’s heart did a small somersault. “Uh, yeah. Hi.”

“Hi,” she said, her grin infectious. “You’re not much of a dancer, are you?”

Lando scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. “Not exactly. Racing cars is kind of my thing.”

“Well, we’re changing that tonight,” she declared, grabbing his hand before he could object. “Come on!”

Lando cast a helpless look at Franco, who just laughed and gave him a thumbs-up.

The next thing Lando knew, he was on the dance floor, surrounded by the infectious rhythm of an Argentine cumbia song. Y/N was a whirlwind, teaching him the steps with a patience and playfulness that set him at ease.

“Relax,” she said, placing her hands on his shoulders. “You’re too stiff. Let the music move you. Like this.”

She demonstrated again, her movements fluid and effortless. Lando tried to mimic her, stumbling slightly but earning a laugh that sounded more like sunshine.

By the end of the song, Lando wasn’t sure if it was the dancing or her smile that had left him breathless. He had never felt this way before—light, unguarded, alive.

The night went on, and by the time the party started to wind down, Lando knew he couldn’t leave without seeing her again. But he had no idea how to ask. Fortunately, Franco stepped in once more.

“So, you really like her, huh?” Franco asked as they stood by the bar.

Lando nodded. “She’s amazing. But I don’t want to mess this up.”

“Okay, here’s what you do,” Franco said, leaning in conspiratorially. He handed Lando a pen and a napkin. “Write your number, and I’ll make sure she gets it. Trust me, she’ll call.”

Lando hesitated, then scribbled down his number with a quick message: Thanks for teaching me to dance. Hope I wasn’t too terrible. Let’s do it again soon? – Lando.

The next morning, Lando’s phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number: You were terrible, but I had fun. Let’s see if you can redeem yourself. Dinner this week? – Y/N

Lando couldn’t stop the grin that spread across his face. Maybe he wasn’t such a bad dancer after all.

.

.

.

Dinner was set for Thursday night at a cozy little restaurant Franco had recommended, a hidden gem that promised good food and an intimate atmosphere. Lando arrived a few minutes early, nerves buzzing in his chest like the hum of an engine before a race. He had spent half the day mentally rehearsing what to say, but all of it evaporated the moment Y/N walked in.

She was radiant, her casual outfit somehow looking effortlessly chic, and her smile lit up the entire room when she spotted him.

“Hey, you’re early,” she teased as she slid into the seat across from him. “I’m impressed.”

“Figured I’d get a head start,” he replied, trying to sound smooth but feeling anything but. “You look amazing.”

“Thanks,” she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. “You clean up pretty well yourself.”

The conversation flowed easily, their banter light and full of laughter. They talked about everything—her life in Argentina, his racing career, favorite foods, and embarrassing childhood stories. It felt natural, like they had known each other for years instead of just a few days.

After dinner, they wandered through the quiet streets, the night air crisp and refreshing. When they reached a small park, Y/N pulled him toward a bench.

“You know,” she said, leaning back and gazing up at the stars, “you’re not as bad a dancer as I made you out to be.”

“Oh, really?” Lando said, raising an eyebrow. “Because I distinctly remember you laughing at me the entire time.”

“Okay, fine, you were pretty bad,” she admitted with a grin. “But you tried, and that counts for something.”

“I’ll take it,” he said, laughing.

They sat in comfortable silence for a while before Lando turned to her. “I’m glad Franco introduced us.”

“Me too,” she said softly, her eyes meeting his.

In that moment, surrounded by the quiet hum of the city and the twinkling stars above, Lando felt a surge of courage. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face as his hand lingered near her cheek. Her breath hitched slightly, and before either of them could overthink it, Lando leaned in.

Their lips met softly at first, a tentative connection that quickly deepened as Y/N responded, her hand resting lightly on his chest. The kiss was warm and full of unspoken promise, leaving them both slightly breathless when they finally pulled away.

Y/N smiled, her cheeks flushed. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”

“Only for you,” Lando replied with a grin, his voice softer than usual.

And just like that, Lando knew he was in trouble—the best kind of trouble.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[kathlare]

juno

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Lando attends Amelie's Short n Sweet tour for the first time, excited to see her perform live.

Wordcount: 0.9 k

Warnings: kinda suggestive content, smau, fluff

full masterlist // request over here!

November 13th, 2024 - Phoenix, AZ

—As you must know— Amelie said, making the crowd go quiet to hear her talk. —There's a birthday boy in the audience today— She gestured toward the audience, and the camera immediately found Lando, whose face lit up on the big screen, grinning as the crowd erupted in cheers and applause. He looked slightly embarrassed but was laughing, his eyes fixed on her with that familiar look of pride and adoration.

Amelie gave the crowd a teasing smile, excited for the special part of her show —Hello, sir— she said, feigning seriousness and pointing right at Lando, —How you doing?—

Lando's eyes widened, his hands lifting to his face in a mix of embarrassment and laughter as he tried to hide his blush. The spotlight settled on him, and the crowd chanted his name: "Lando! Lando!" He mouthed something back at her, too far to hear, but the cheeky glint in his eyes told her he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

—Oh, what was your name again?— she asked innocently, pointing the microphone toward him.

—Lando!— the entire arena screamed, thousands of voices merging as one.

—Oh, Lando, is it?— she teased, putting on a flirty voice. —Where are you from, Lando?—

—England!— he called back with a laugh, which got more cheers and hollers from the fans.

—England?— she gasped, playing along. —And you came all this way just for me?—

Lando held his hand to his chest, as if pledging his loyalty. —Only for you—

Amelie grinned, her hand at her hip as she pretended to swoon. —You're way too much, Lando. What are you doing to me?— She fanned herself playfully, earning another wave of screams and applause from the crowd —You're making me so hot... that my clothes are falling off— She said while the long skirt fall to the floor, revealing a shorter version she had underneath.

As the energy surged through the venue, Amelie took a step closer to the edge of the stage, looking directly at Lando with that unmistakable glint of mischief in her eyes. The crowd's excitement filled the air, and she could see Lando's friends and others around him, watching with knowing smiles, clearly enjoying the show.

—You know— she began, pausing to let the anticipation build, —when you're as dangerously attractive as you are, you have to face the consequences.—

The arena erupted with deafening cheers and applause as Lando shook his head, grinning like a mischievous child caught red-handed. Amelie signaled to one of her backup dancers, who promptly handed her a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs just as the sirens echoed throughout the venue. Holding the cuffs aloft, she flashed the audience a playful wink, fueling their excitement even further.

—Lando, I'm afraid you're under arrest...— She paused, a smirk dancing on her lips. —for being way too hot. And as per tour tradition, you're going to have to keep these for the rest of the show.—

The spotlight on Lando brightened, and he pretended to look scandalized, covering his mouth in mock horror. The fans erupted, chanting his name as she stepped off the stage and approached him, her steps slow and teasing as she made her way to where he was seated. He stood up, hands playfully held out, and she slipped the pink handcuffs onto his wrist, grinning up at him.

—Now, don't go running off with those— she teased, pointing a playful finger at him, —I'll need them back later.—

Lando laughed, cheeks flushed as he mouthed, "Wouldn't be the first time," earning another wave of delighted screams from the crowd. Amelie laughed, covering her face, then turned back to the stage, unable to stop smiling.

With the handcuffs securely around his wrist, Amelie took a moment to soak in the crowd's energy. The lights dimmed as she returned to the stage, giving one last playful wink at Lando before facing the audience.

—Anyway— Amelie continued, taking a deep breath to steady herself as the crowd settled down, their cheers still echoing in the venue —I'd like to dedicate this next song to someone very special to me. Happy Birthday, Lando.—

The fans went wild once more as the opening chords of her next song filled the arena. The atmosphere was electric, and as she sang, her gaze kept drifting back to Lando, who looked completely captivated, handcuffs and all, his friends cheering him on and filming every second. There was a special glow on his face—pride, love, and sheer joy, all wrapped into one.

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amelie dayman: we are still trying some freaky positions 🧡

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landonorris: FIRST

landonorris: Let's just say, the positions are getting better...😉 → ameliedayman: @landonorris Oh, you would say that! 😂🙄

landonorris: btw, what do you mean by trying?? I think we've mastered them by now 😏

carlossainz55: We all know Lando's favorite position is right next to you 😂💁‍♀️ → ameliedayman: @carlossainz55 Haha, what can I say? He's got good taste 😏

user3: Lando's probably over there blushing the whole time. He really went from being a fan to being the star now 🤭 → fanofamelie: @user3 Honestly, watching him go from fanboy to boyfriend goals is everything 😅💖

maxfewtrell: I'm going to pretend I didn't see that 😬 → ameliedayman: @maxfewtrell awww, don't act like you're not secretly jealous 👀😂

aaliyahmendes: No but really, how do I get an invite to this show?? 🔥🔥 → ameliedayman: @aaliyahmendes You’re ALWAYS welcome, girl! 💖

lilyzneimer: OMG, I am so jealous of Lando... → ameliedayman: @lilyzneimer You know, you're getting them next time 😉 → fanoff1: @lilyzneimer WE DON'T TALK ENOUGH ABOUT OUR PAPAYA GIRLS

hayesgrier: Lando better keep his hands to himself 😏 → ameliedayman: @hayesgrier LOL, calm down, he's well-behaved... sometimes 😜 → hayesgrier: @ameliedayman Oh, sure, sure 😂 just don't let him get any ideas 😉

francisca.cgomes: Damn, Lando really lucked out here 😍 → ameliedayman: @francisca.cgomes I mean, he did have good taste from the start, right? 😉💅

georgerussell63: Lando’s still blushing, isn’t he? 😂 → ameliedayman: @georgerussel63 Honestly, probably! He’s a softie at heart 😏

[hazelsmirrorball]

F1 Elementary | Teacher! Oscar Piastri x Teacher! Reader

summary: It's Halloween in Box elementary and Oscar decides it's a good idea to play secret admirer and finally make a move with one of the teachers.

pairings: teacher!oscar piastri x teacher!reader

a/n: Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language. This is based off Abbott Elementary. If it's in bold it's a confesional.

 The bell rang loudly, filling the halls mixing with the loud voices of the kids that were heading towards their classrooms. The teachers patiently waited outside the door greeting every single kid that entered. The hallways were different from their day to day. Miss L/n had stayed all night up decorating the halls to make them spooky for halloween. People could probably say that she could be a little bit of an overdoer. Spiders webs, spiders, pumpkins, bats surrounded the hallways, clinging towards the halloween aesthetic scaring a few of the kids. 

"Hi! I'm principal Norris. I still don't know how I ended up ruling this school but might I say I love it here. I’m the literal king of this school, everyone does what I say, it’s like I direct them or something. There’s a lot of perks of working at Box elementary,  Hot teachers, smart kids and the paycheck. Being a principal is the best, so I welcome you to my lovely kingdom. But enough about me, let’s talk about my untalented and ugly staff so you guys can see what I have to work with everyday. Look, there we have one of our annoying second grade teachers, Y/n. I'll leave you guys to it and let me say if you need more beauty shots, I'll be in my office" Lando said while tilting his crown down sending a kiss towards the camera. He turns to the left and the camera slowly follows him walking towards one of the students eating a lollipop. Lando  quickly takes it out of her hand and eats it himself. He walks away leaving the kindergartener alone crying in the halls. 

"Hello!! I'm Y/n L/n. But around here everyone calls me Miss L/n. I've been teaching second grade here for about four years now and honestly it's a blast. I love the kids, I love the school, I love my coworkers, I love the classes, I love my mood ...Sorry l am rambling but in my defense it's one of the best holidays of the year. Halloween!  and this year is different because we got the opportunity to dress up. They also let me put the whole school in halloween decor. All the kids are so excited to wear their little costumes and eat candies. That’s why I had to step up my game. Guess what I am? No? Okay. Well I’m a bumblebee cause people say I’m sweet like honey and sometimes that is annoying, but that’s nobody's buzzness. Did you get the joke? Did you understand?  Because I am dressed as a bee? I know you got it, I see that smile on your lips, cameraman. Anyway, let me just get to the point, I teach second grade and around here we all love to have fun. Do you want a Frankenstein cupcake? I made them myself" She said with a huge grin stretching out her hand with a cupcake toward the cameramen while the kids in the background made cute cupcakes. Her face was covered in frosting and her costume was covered in glitter. 

Oscar Piastri, smiled as he excitedly greeted his first graders, exclaiming proudly “happy halloween ” as they entered the classroom, His  Mark Webber  costume intact. He watched as his little students entered the classroom all giggly while holding onto buckets filled with candies he had personally requested them to bring so they could exchange with their classmates. When the last student entered, his eyes trailed towards the end of the hall where he could see Y/n L/n handing her kids a lollipop while they entered. Oscar stared at her in aw, as she did a dance battle with one of the kids that was dressed as a hip hop dancer. Y/n stinger got caught on the door making her fall back as all the kids from her class ran up to her to help her up. She shook them off by saving countless thank you’s. Y/n threw her head back laughing at her kids following the action as Oscar stayed in his place being starstruck by her beauty. Oscar waited a few seconds to catch her eye and waved at her with a soft smile which Y/n happily returned. Being lost by the sudden interaction Oscar couldn’t feel the small child tugging on the side of his pants trying to get his attention. 

“Mr. Oscar! You are staring at Miss L/n again. You said staring at people was rude” The child exclaimed quite loudly making Oscar jump up and panick. He quickly crouched down to be at the same level as the kid. 

“Alex, what did we say about yelling?” Oscar said softly, trying to push back his flushed face. Alex looked down towards his shoes shaking his head. 

“That we shouldn’t do it. I’m sorry Mr. Oscar. I was trying to get your attention because I needed to tell you something but you were looking at Miss L/n. I heard that in their class they are making cupcakes today. What are we going to do? It’s Halloween we should do something fun” Alex said, raising his head and grinning excitedly towards Oscar. Oscar mirrored his expression. 

“Well, I talked to Principal Norris and he said we could race cars outside. So after we exchange candies right after recess we can race” Oscar said resting his hands on his shoulder grinning. Alex quickly squealed in excitement jumping up and down. Oscar followed his actions moving side to side. “Wait, what did you need to tell me that was so urgent?” Oscar said quickly remembering what were his true intentions. 

“I actually don’t remember” Alex said, making a thinking face. 

"Mister Oscar!  Jeremy is kicking me again" a kid screamed from inside the classroom making Oscar quickly enter the room to detain the fiasco before it got worse. Jeremy was quite the fighter and he didn’t feel like cleaning up blood today. 

Oscar Piastri didn't expect to like being a teacher as much as he did but now after being a  teacher for about a year, he was starting to get the hang of things. He enjoyed the kids' presence, they made things actually fun for him and the best thing, aside from the kids, was Y/n L/n. Having Y/n around made the teaching experience quite refreshing. She was around the same age as Oscar  but she had been teaching there for about four years just like her close friend and English teacher, Logan Sargent. Oscar had tried several times to get in their little group but it was quite hard for him to click with the teachers. It wasn’t that they were mean or anything, it was the fact that they didn’t take the rookie teacher seriously. Adding to the fact that Oscar wasn’t the best when getting social clues, for some people, it felt like they were talking to a child while they were talking to Oscarl. 

“Mister Piastri, I wanted to inform you that the camera crew just got here today, so don't be surprised if they catch your fine ass. You look quite attractive with that, costume." Principal Norris said, peeking his head through the door. Oscar  turned around with a scared look on his face seeing Lando wiggle his eyebrows at him. Oscar’s hands dropped stopping the two kids that were originally fighting. 

"Excuse me?" Oscar asked, raising an eyebrow at Lando making him wink at Oscar. 

"I'm just playing but remember that they...Oh look they are here now! Here we have Mr. Oscar Piastri. He teaches first grade and he's been working here for about a year, yet he can barely get a hold of his class but we are working on it. So enjoy your time with him. The hottest teacher in the school. Bye" he exclaimed while he left Oscar standing agape in the hallway with a camera crew filming straight at him. Oscar quickly took his glasses off, cleaning them on his pants nervously while the kids screamed as loud as they could in the back of the class, the kids once again starting their fight.

“First of all, I'm not the hottest teacher here, I'll leave that to Charles and second of all I have perfect control of my kids. Didn’t you guys catch on camera me stopping the fight? " Oscar exclaimed defensively while putting on his glasses and looking at the camera clearly stressed. His hair was now messy pointing to several directions as his  breath was unsteady. 

"Mr. Oscarl! Help me, Jeremy is still pulling my hair now" a kid yelled from the back of the class quickly gaining Oscar’s attention. He quickly ran towards the back of the class and the camera crew quickly behind him. Oscar tried pulling Jeremy off one of the other kids but he wouldn't move.

"Jeremiah, let go!" Oscar said while falling desperately to get his attention. 

"I'm not letting go Osc! She bit me with her stupid vampire teeth" Jeremiah yelled, still not letting go of his grip becoming stronger. 

"First, I told you even though you are stronger than me to call me Mr. Oscar. Second of all, we said no bad words in the classroom and that included the word stupid.  Now let's just try to be in a loving mood, it's Halloween, don't you guys want to be in a loving mood?!" Oscar asked desperately, trying to convince the kids to let go of each other. All the kids around them were unphased by the interaction, exchanging candies while the fiasco unfolds.

"NO!" Both of the kids exclaim pushing Oscar down towards the floor. He closed his eyes in pain waiting for a few seconds for the floor to eat him alive. He let out a sigh, dragging himself to one of the classroom doors praying that someone, beside Lando or Y/n, would help him out. 

"How are you kids so strong?! Verstappen!  Verstappen please, please help me. Verstappen I know you can see me" Oscar exclaimed as he gripped on the side of the door from the floor. He reached forward holding his leg desperately not wanting him to move. Verstappen stopped dead in his tracks staring down at Oscar with pity. His eyes were nearly covered in tears as he begged him to come and help. Verstappen looked towards the break room as he turned his back from it, taking a step into the classroom but not before quickly rolling his eyes at Oscar. Instantly the kids stopped fighting while the ones that were exchanging candies  sat down hiding their sweets.

"How?" Oscar mouthed to the camera while watching the kids stay like statues with Verstappen.

"I'm  Max Verstappen. Please do not associate me with the principal or I will call the authorities against you. If it were my decision, I would have been principal and I would have said no to this little filming festival you have going around here. But since l am not principal, I have to answer your dumb questions.  I am the other second grade teacher here at Box elementary. The only person I don't get annoyed at in this school is possibly Oscar. He isn't the worst teacher in the world but he isn't the greatest. Kids here can be little shits but I have them under control. Oscar on the other hand doesn't. He lacks control and I truly believe he's one of the kids."  Verstappen said to the camera while moving to the side to let into view a giggling Oscar Piastri exchanging his candies  with his students excitedly.

Meanwhile, Logan and Carlos  walked together to the break lounge ready to eat their lunch and enjoy their break. Both of them worked on the second floor with the middle school kids and they were exhausted.

"Good evening, I'm Logan and I teach seventh grade english. I've been in this school for four years and quite frankly still don't know why I've stayed so long."

Carlos sat down taking his food out of his neatly prepared lunch box while Logan took his mug to serve himself some coffee. Both of them took in the wonderful peace and quiet that surrounded the break lounge, something that it always lacked. But the peace and quiet was interrupted by the door slamming open and a visually alarmed Oscar  coming through, Verstappen following behind shortly after.

"I'm so done with those little pieces of sh.. You"  Oscar took a deep breath pointing at the cameramen. "Stop following me with those stupid cameras. You're making me seem like I'm a bad teacher” he said while his eyes twitched, making Logan hide a chuckle with a cough. He continued to drink his coffee attempting to calm himself.

"I don't think they're making you seem like a bad teacher, maybe you're just being one” Carlos  responded while taking a bite of his sandwich making Logan  "cough" even louder.

"Carlos.  I came to this school the same time Oscar Piastri did and it still surprises me that he is still here. There were fifty new teachers and surprisingly the only two left are Oscar Piastri  and me, I thought he was going to be the first one to leave, yet here he is, still struggling and still not getting the hang of it" Carlos said to the camera while fixing the nonexistent wrinkles of his button up shirt.

"Well, I have you know I am a great teacher! My students say it to me all the time when I get emotional. I bet you don’t even cry with your students. My students and I had a Halloween party, something that didn't even cross your mind to have today. We exchanged candies, had a dance party and watched movies. They love me. I love them. And all you did was bore you kids to death today, I suppose. What did you do? Make them read" Oscar responded angrily while looking at the peaceful Carlos. 

"Actually, yes. We read about the history behind witches. Something you can actually do to learn since you come to school to learn not to party. But I guess you didn't get the memo since all you did was go to frat parties in college" he said taking another bite of his sandwich.

"Jokes on you I wasn't even in a frat. But I just know your kids wanted lollipops and by the way I gave my kids lollipops and none of them threw them at each other so I believe that's progress" Oscar said proudly while looking in the fridge giving his back to the teachers letting them see the back part of his robes covered in lollipops.

"Congrats! You are getting better, Piastri. I am really proud” Logan  applauded while placing his cup of coffee down.

“But I don't think you should get your kids hopes up with Halloween. You should show them the gory things that I showed mine today. Real, scary, halloween movies. When they’ll get older they will thank you for teaching them how to survive a psycho. ” Verstappen responded while sitting next to Carlos.

"Aren't your kids seven?" Carlos asked, concerned, raising an eyebrow at Verstappen.

"And your point is, Carlos Jr.?" Verstappen asked while taking a sip of his black coffee. 

“I already told you, my name isn't Carlos Jr., it's just Carlos" he said seriously while glaring at the man.

"I will not stop spreading love in my classroom.I love Halloween and no one and I mean no one  loves Halloween more than me" Oscar exclaimed sitting down with his arms crossed. 

"Hellooo fellow teachers!" Y/n exclaimed throwing flower petals in the air while entering the break room. 

"I highly doubt it" Logan responded while looking at his best friend, dressed up in her vibrant yellow costume. She was holding onto a basket filled with sweets while her wings neatly placed on her back. Her hair wasn't styled as usual, instead it was pulled back in two braids with her antennas.

"Happy Halloween to you, and you, and you" She said, handing a beautifully devoted Halloween box to each of her coworkers.

Carlos smiled softly, Logan whispered a thanks and Verstappen rolled his eyes, but deep down he loved it. Y/n headed towards Oscar giving him a bigger box than the rest. Oscar blushed hard, taking in the gift in his hand while Y/n placed down her things. 

"Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it a lot" he said smiling softly but his smile got wider when she sat next to him.

"You're welcome Oscar! By the way, I love your red bull costume. I really like the redbull drink. A lot of my students dressed the same. It looks cute" she said, playing with the ends of Oscar’s long sleeve . 

“Actually, Y/n. Oscar’s dressed as An...” Verstappen started but quickly got cut off by Oscar slamming his hand against the table. 

"Thank you, Y/n! I was trying really hard for that can look. I really like your bee costume. I know everyone was buzzing about it” he said excitedly while trying to hide his  blush. Y/n threw her head laughing hitting Oscar’s shoulder softly making Oscar blush more if it even was possible.  

"Thank you! I wanted to go all out today, I heard that the party was going to be the bomb.” Y/n said winking towards Oscar which made him grin excitedly. 

“You know about that?” Oscar asked confusedly, while taking his food out of his bag. 

“Yeah! My kids were telling me about some big plan you have after recess. I was so excited for the afternoon party I forgot to bring lunch" She smiled at her while opening a water bottle and looking down at her notes to fix anything that was incorrect for the party the school was throwing later today.

"Here, have my sandwich" Oscar exclaimed quickly, planting the sandwich next to her. She looked up from her paper shaking her head.

“Don't worry about it Oscar. You should eat, I can wait until later.” She responded by trying to hand it back at him but he shook his head.

"Have it, I'm not even hungry" Oscar said smiling softly while shrugging trying not to worry her.

"Thank you Oscar! I owe you one" Y/n said, taking a bite while Logan looked at the camera suspiciously while drinking his coffee.

"What? I'm not hungry. My stomach is filled with brownies, candies and cupcakes. Plus the cupcake I had this morning, if Y/n’s hungry I wouldn't mind giving her my food!! Or anyone not necessarily her, I give my food to everyone that wants it, look. Here have this kiwi" Oscar exclaimed while taking out the kiwi he was previously eating and handing it in to a kid that was passing by. The kid stared at Oscar weirdly before continuing walking.

"So,what are you guys doing tonight? Anything special planned in this spooky evening" Oscar asked, trying to change the subject while they all peacefully ate. Everyone stayed quiet but Oscar anxiously taped his finger on the round table making Carlos groan and speak up.

"Well, since you're being nosy, I rented out a movie theater to watch movies tonight with my girlfriend” Carlos responded, closing his book. Y/n squealed, turning to him with a smile. "It was so romantic. What did you get?" Carlos asked, directing himself to Y/n, but she simply shrugged.

“The kids gave me some beautifully made cupcakes, those that count?" She asked sitting next to him, Verstappen laughed making the two stare at him.

“It's sad that you want that to count," he said, taking another sip of his coffee.

“Don't listen to Max, he's just jealous the kids didn't give him anything because they are scared of him” Carlos said, rolling his eyes as Y/n fixed her posture awkwardly. 

"My kids love me, they know my second grade class is the superior one and they did get me sweets. I just don't like them" Verstappen responded, getting a bag of candy and throwing it on the table leaving Carlos in shock.

"Well, maybe you'll get something later, the night is still young" Oscar said suspiciously while looking at the camera with a smirk. As if it were by cue a delivery man opens the door holding a big strawberry bouquet.

“Delivery for Y/n L/n” the delivery man said while reading the card. Y/n excitedly got up taking it in her hands and placing it down on the table picking the card to see from who it was. She quickly smiled at the delivery man saying thanks before he left. All the teachers looked at the bouquet waiting for her to say who it was from.

"Who is it from?" Oscar  asked while standing next to her with a huge grin on his face.

"It says spooky berries from a secret admirer, " she said, picking a strawberry and eating it.

Logan, Carlos and Verstappen stood outside in the hallways with the camera crew Filming them.

"It was Oscar" the trio said at the same time while rolling their eyes.

"This is beautiful! The person that got me this has to know me really well, I love chocolate covered strawberries. They are literally the best thing to ever exist on this planet"

" You see! I know her well!! I got her that gift and went all out! I'm proud of my hard work and the smile on her face is to die for. So ha! I win Halloween" Oscar exclaimed happily at the camera while grinning.

"Breaks over, I need my teachers in their classrooms so they can take the kids to that dumb party Y/n’s making" Lando said entering the lounge and getting himself some coffee.

"Nothing you can do will ruin my mood today, Lando. So I will take that as a compliment" She responded, taking a picture of the strawberries.

"You got yourself that gift? That's sad, even for you L/n" Lando responded while taking a sip of the drink.

"Actually, it was a secret admirer," she responded, not even looking at him.

"Oscar, it was Oscar" Lando said, looking at the camera in the hallway while taking a bite of a strawberry he had taken from Y/n's gift.

"Also how are you guys enjoying the reality show we have going on here?" Lando asked, winking at the camera.

"I feel watched and stalked" Verstappen responded seriously.

"I didn't ask you. Oscar?" Lando turned his head towards Oscar who started to pick up his things so he could head back to his classroom. 

"This isn't a reality show Lando. it's a documentary for schools with poor funding so I don't think we should be proud of that” he said while standing up and putting his tote bag on his shoulder. 

"You know what I'm not proud of, the fact I haven't received my Valentine's Day gift yet" Lando said only for him to hear. Oscar shivers while looking at him with the same expression as before. "Now everyone chop chop. We don't have all day" he continued while applauding obnoxiously.

Everyone started leaving the teachers lounge leaving Oscar to himself to open the box Y/n had given him, he slowly opened the box and opened his eyes wide when he saw the gift.

"Oh, I've known about Oscars' crush ever since he started working here. But I love seeing the reactions he does when he thinks I don't know a thing about the little gestures he does for me. That's why I decided that I should give something back" Y/n said smiling to the camera holding the gift she had received from him. In the background you could see Oscar dancing excitedly and when Y/n turned around to look at him, he froze waving at her trying to act cool which Y/n responded with a smile while quickly turning to her classroom.

Oscar looked at his kids jumping up and down at the party and he smiled. He looked at the camera men and then down at his hands.

"I'm going on a date today" He said screaming while joining his kids in a dance battle.

Logan looked at Oscar and then at his best friend from the other side of the school gym and smiled softly at her.

"You asked him out, didn't you?" Logan asked, looking at Y/n.

"Yes, I think he’s cute." She responded while looking at the dancing Oscar. Both of them looked at how Oscar huddled up with the kids pushing a car to make the kids star driving. A few seconds in, a kid “runs’ over another ones leg making them cry.

“I though he meant toy cars?! Seven year olds don’t have diverse license”  

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Pairing: Charles Leclerc x fem!driver!reader x Lando Norris Summary: It’s the end of the season but there’s no such thing as winding down in F1. Warnings: 18+ only, smut, angst, crash WC: 3.1k F1 Masterlist NAV: Sibling Rivalry One || Two || Three NAV: Gridlocked One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine NAV: A New World One

Round Twenty One - Brazil 2022 “Aren’t you going to stop that?” George asked Charles with a nervous laugh as he pointed his glass of wine across the room.

Charles followed the direction and found the man of the hour celebrating his birthday at the Brazilian nightclub. Lando was well on his way to being drunk and since he was already an affectionate man the alcohol only increased the need for physical touch. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself, especially not when the dancers had pulled you backstage and convinced you to change into an embellished golden samba costume. 

“No, they look like they are having fun,” Charles chuckled as you hooked the matching feather boa over Lando’s head and pulled him closer as you danced along to the samba. “But I might just join them.”

Your arms draped over Lando’s shoulders as the crowd compacted even closer and your lips brushed his ear as his hands settled on your bare waist. “Happy birthday, baby. Did you make a wish?”

Another pair of hands settled on your hips and you felt the warmth of Charles at your back, his hips finding the same rhythm to the music as you swayed. 

“It probably won’t come true,” Lando said with a sad smile. “But that’s okay, maybe next year.”

Charles quietly asked you what he meant and you told him, both of you feeling guilty again for the situation you had found yourself in. Though the number of people who knew about the three of you was growing, publicly you were only dating Charles. You were about to apologise again when another pair of arms wrapped around all of you as Pierre joined in with a hiccup. 

“My favourite ménage à trois,” he greeted with a loud whisper. “Little bit of advice…you look like you are about to fuck.”

“Okay, but what’s the advice?” you asked as you continued to dance between your boyfriends.

“Uhhh, not here?” he suggested before laughing and waving to your brother. “If looks could kill…”

“Wanna take this party back to the hotel?” Charles asked as he rested his chin on your shoulder while his hands slipped up Lando’s top, but to anyone else it looked like his hands were on your skin. 

You missed the heat of their bodies touching yours but the knowledge of something far better coming soon eased the ache. 

“Don’t forget breakfast tomorrow,” Pierre reminded as he waved goodbye. “I expect details.”

Lando watched with longing as you climbed into a taxi with Charles and you watched his silhouette fade while he waited for the next one. 

“I want to make his wish come true,” you whispered, laying your head on Charles’ shoulder. “I don’t care about the PR fall out, they’ll just have to get over it.”

“I have been thinking about it too, mi amor,” he admitted and you looked up to see the hard line of his jaw tick as resolution set in. 

“Scared?” you asked as you caressed his face, drawing him closer to kiss the dimples that appeared. 

“Not even a little bit.”

You were giddy with excitement when Lando arrived at your room a few minutes after you, and his clothes soon joined the rest on the floor. His kiss had scorched your skin and he nipped at your shoulder after climbing onto the bed where you waited for him.

His pupils ate away the colour of his eyes at the sight of you both laid out ready for him and he bit his bottom lip as he dragged a palm up your thighs. Your core throbbed as you watched his fist close around Charles’ cock and it was his fingers that gave you reprieve as they curled into your cunt. 

“Is this my present?” he asked with a husky tone, referring to the text you sent him in the taxi. 

“You can have us like this everyday,” you teased before he stole your breath when his palm pressed to your clit and he dipped his head to taste the bead of pre-cum on Charles. “You’re our boyfriend.”

“And we want everyone to know it,” Charles finished with a shaky breath at the pretty sight.

“What?” Sobriety flooded back in his eyes that widened and his head snapped back and forth between you and Charles as a smile of pure joy parted his lips. “Really?”

“Yes, you muppet. We love you,” you reached for him and tugged him closer, “now let us show you how much.”

You moaned as your bodies united and he stole the sound with his kiss until he gasped at Charles' touch. You had never seen anything hotter than Lando’s eyes fluttering shut in ecstasy, and you saw the frenzied hunger in Charles’ eyes as he gripped Lando’s hip and ease forward. He filled Lando with a guttural moan and the thrust pushed Lando deeper inside you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Charles praised as he kissed Lando’s shoulder before trailing his lips over his racing pulse and across his jaw. Your cunt clenched as Lando craned his neck to meet his lips and when their tongue fought for dominance you saw stars. 

“No more hiding,” Charles promised. His hand slipped between your legs so he could press his thumb to your clit and your back arched, hips rolling to meet the rhythm he set. You felt Lando’s cock swell and your walls began to flutter as the pleasure mounted. 

Lando collapsed on you with a heaving chest and a heady moan as his cock twitched with aftershocks from his release and you brushed his curls softly as you came down from your own high. “You’re ours.”

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“No going back now,” you giggled as you set Do Not Disturb on until morning and joined Lando in using Charles’ chest as a pillow.

“I wouldn’t want to,” he said as he stroked Lando’s curls and kissed his forehead. “Happy birthday, mon cher.”

He rewarded you with a smile that lit up his face and pulled the blankets up as he snuggled in closer with a yawn. “Best one yet.”

You echoed his yawn and soon Charles’ followed too as the late night came to a close. It only felt like a few minutes had passed since you fell asleep but since there was a buzzing sound coming from the nightstand you knew it had to be after 8am.

“It’s yours,” Lando said with a yawn, passing the phone over before burying himself back under the blankets.

You stared at the message and reread it three times before you could process what it said, your stomach dropping as the world fell quiet except for the ringing in your ears. “My contract renewal has been cancelled.”

Round Twenty Two - Abu Dhabi 2022 It was the last race of the season, and possibly your last ever race in Formula One. You had laid low for the last week, letting your PR team work with Lando’s and Charles’ to handle the fallout while you tried to save your career. The only concilation was that they didn’t seem to have the same issue with their teams, rather they had become the poster children for inclusivity in F1.

“You’re leading the fucking Championship, they can’t just rip up your contract,” Max growled as he angrily paced your driver’s room.

“You’re only two points behind me, it's not like they are desperate for the points. Shit, you could still win the Constructor Championship with Latifi on your team,” you sighed as you pushed yourself out of the chair knowing you needed to get ready for the race. 

“I’ll quit then.”

“I’m pretty sure Jos would have me offed if you did that. I’m already such a disappointment.” You rolled your eyes and swiped your helmet and balaclava off the table. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll find my way, I always do.”

The engineers were busy having a final strategic meeting when you entered the empty garage, or almost empty. “Give me a fucking break,” you muttered as you saw Jos admiring your car. “What are you doing here?”

“I have to hand it to you, you are a clever girl,” he chuckled. “You have single handedly gridlocked the front two rows. You already had Max wrapped around your little finger, then Charles and now Lando too.” 

You scoffed and continued on your way to the fridge to grab your water. “I’m not some evil mastermind like you, using others to get what you want, abusing whoever when you don’t get your way. So, if that’s all you came to say you can fuck off now, this is still my garage for the next two hours.”

“Congratulations,” he said as he walked towards the pit exit. “You just ruined any chances of another female getting to the same level. I always said women are too messy for this sport, too emotional.”

A loud bang rattled him as a wrench slammed into the wall beside his head and he turned around with a nasty grin. “That’s it, prove me right, daughter.”

“Don’t call me that,” you growled.

“I’m your father, what am I meant to call you?” he taunted, knowing he was waving a red flag at a raging bull.

“You are not my father, you’re just a mistake my mother made.”

He chuckled as he picked up the wrench and placed it on the table before walking out. “You were the mistake, daughter.”

“Where’s my water?” you asked as you hit the button but nothing came through the straw in your helmet.

“The pump doesn’t appear to be working,” Nicholas replied. “Negative on the water, Spitfire.”

“What the fuck? It’s like 45 fucking degrees in here! Did no one check if my water was working?” It was so hot your sweat was beginning to steam the inside of your visor and you shook your head so it ran down in streaks like you were driving in the rain. 

There was no way you could pit for the water to be fixed and still keep the lead, the best you could hope for was a red flag. Unfortunately that flag didn’t come, but on the flip side it was fortunate no one crashed. You managed the best you could, dropping your pace a little so that you weren’t pushing your body so hard, but your mouth was drier than the desert.

“How are the brakes? They feel sticky.”

The headset was quiet for a minute before Nicholas replied, “Data looks fine, they aren’t overheating. Tire degradation is not excessive either.”

You were approaching the penultimate lap but at turn one you nearly lost the rear as you pushed the brake pedal down but it took an extra 2/10th of a second to slow down.

“Check the data again, they’re not fucking working,” you growled as you slowed your pace even more so you weren’t too reliant on the brakes. You couldn’t slow any further as you saw Max in your rearview and Charles right behind him. If Max passed you then it was over, he would be world champion for a second time and your bargaining chip would be lost. Like Jos said, second place was just first loser.

Your wrists ached from fighting the steering wheel and there was a cramp starting in your calf as dehydration set it but you were on the final turn. Max’s rear wing opened and he was closing in quick but you had burned your fuel so you were at the lightest possible weight and managed to keep a tire length ahead as you passed the chequered flag.

“Well done, World Champ,” Nicholas congratulated, sounding like he was on the verge of crying. “It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

“Yeah, you too, Nick,” you said as you swallowed the lump in your throat and pushed the brake to slow down. “Oh shit. No brakes, no brakes.”

You had pushed too fast down the home straight to win and as you slammed your foot down over and over but there was no response in the brakes. You were barrelling straight towards turn one while Max fell back as he slowed for the warm down lap. You tried to take the corner but with worn tires and exhausted muscles there was no hope to maintain control. 

You felt the rear wheels slide out but there was no correcting the oversteer when they hit the gravel and you relinquished control, letting go of the wheel as you grasped your harness and braced for impact. 

Your ears were ringing as you slammed into the barriers and if you weren’t so dehydrated you probably could have climbed out yourself instead of sitting there dazed in the dust. It was Max’s helmet that popped up first over the halo, quickly followed by Charles and then Lando - all reaching you before the marshals.

“Are you hurt, mi amor?” “Baby, you okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” you said tiredly as they unbuckled you. You pointed up to Max and tapped your helmet. “We need to swap, you’ve got my number, Verstappen.”

He laughed and pulled it from his head, resting it on the broken tire beside him. “You know, little girl, you could’ve said ‘fuck you’ to Christian, you didn’t have to total his car.”

“Trust me,” you groaned as you took Charles and Lando’s hands so they could help pull you out of the car, “I didn’t do this on purpose, the whole thing was malfunctioning. No water, no brakes, someone must have made a mistake…”

“What?” Lando asked as you trailed off but you shook your head at the thought that had filtered in.

“Nothing,” you lied. “I just must have hit my head harder than I thought. Think one of you can give me a lift to the podium?”

“You started the race in a Red Bull, might as well finish in one,” Max said as he draped an arm over your shoulder. 

“Go on, love,” Lando said with a smile as you looked back at them. “We’ll be right behind you.”

All the other teams had reached the pits by the time Max rolled in with you sitting side-saddle on his halo, waving to the cheering crowds. It was strange to see the centre space empty when Max parked in front of the number two and Charles pulled into the third place, securing his spot as third in the drivers championship with it. 

You only just managed to find the energy to climb down from the halo and you ignored the Red Bull team going crazy along the edge of the barriers. You were focused on the space in front of the number one marker, the space where your car should have been. You could hardly believe the season was over, how this moment was going to be your legacy when you were gone. Laying down on the parc ferme, you let the heat of the tarmac penetrate your race suit and stared up at the cloudless sky while you absorbed the moment. 

“They want to interview you, mi amor,” Charles said as he knelt beside you, having brought your water bottle and towel over with him. 

“I’m not moving.”

“How are you planning on getting your trophy then?” he teased. 

You poured the bottle of water over your face to wash away the sweat before wiping it dry and grinning. “I’m world champion, they can come to me.”

You did eventually accept Charles’ hand to pull you to your feet and leaned into his side for support as you headed to the red carpet where Max was finishing his interview. 

“So, World Champion, a massive congratulations,” Naomi greeted you with a grin. “I’m glad you’re okay after that incident at the end.”

“Me too, those last few laps were all a bit precarious.”

“Yes, we heard on the team radio you were having difficulties with the brakes. Any idea what caused it?”

“I have a theory, but I’m sure it will be looked into by the team when they retrieve the car from the gravel.” You shrugged. “Or maybe not, it’s not like it needs to be saved. 2023 will bring a new season, new car, new driver.”

 “New driver?” she asked, glancing at the camera and the Red Bull team beyond. “You and Max have multi-year contracts.”

“He does, I, apparently, do not. Not after my relationship status changed anyway.” The crowd fell silent as the news echoed over the speakers. “But what a way to go out, as world champion,” you said with a laugh. 

“I’m sure there will be teams tripping over themselves to have a driver with your capabilities in their car.”

“Well, my calendar is free and they have my number.” You saw Jos in the corner by the barrier, his face red and his fists closed, and you smirked his way. “Maybe I’ll come back and win in a Williams.”

You were swiftly moved on to the driver room before you could taunt anyone else and Max chuckled to himself as he watched the reply of the interview. “You have balls.”

“I can probably blame a concussion.”

“You really should see the medics,” Charles said as he entered the room after finishing his interview and grabbed his Ferrari cap from the table before taking the seat next to you, lacing your hands together. 

“After,” you promised. “I am not missing what is potentially my last time on a podium.”

Tears started to burn your eyes as your anthem played and you swallowed the lump in your throat as it ended and you grabbed the bottle of champagne. Leaping off the podium, you smashed the butt of the bottle on the ground and the crowd screamed at the fountain of wine that sprayed high in the air, cascading over you as you threw your hands up. 

Confetti stuck to you and the sweet scent of champagne filled your senses as you took a seat at the edge of the podium. Below the crowd was still going wild but their noise was muted as your brother took a seat beside you.

“I knew you would cry,” you choked as you stared at your reflection in the trophy before looking at your brother beside you. “Beaten by a girl, huh. Just like old times.”

“I’m not crying because you beat me,” Max sniffled and pulled you into his arms. “I’m crying because I’m proud of you, zusje.”

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landonorris @/yourusername i’ll teach you to drive, you teach me to dance?

yourusername @/landonorris … meet my horse i’ll consider it

landonorris @/yourusername i said it last night and i’ll say it again… NO! no reason for an animal to have that long a neck

yourusername @/landonorris wow. friendship over before it began

alex_albon @/landonorris giraffes are calling

user7 what is going on in these comments…

user5 damn they just met and are already flirting? the devil works hard but lando works harder

yourusername just posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername life lately

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user2 OH SO UR HANGING OUT NOW?

flo_norris_showjumping MY BROTHER?

yourusername @/flo_norris_showjumping ANSWER MY TEXTS

user6 why texts what’s going on miss y/n👀

user3 beauty

user5 all the grid boys liking… oh you know lando is talking about her

user7 who can blame him i mean LOOK AT HER

alex_albon how come lily gets a cute ass photo and the one you posted of me last week made me look like a demon

yourusername she’s my favourite parent🩷

y/nupdates posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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y/nupdates the showjumping season is officially underway! sending all our love to @/yourusername and mr. bean today on their first competition🩷

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user5 lando creeping in the likes lmao

user2 what is going on between lando and y/n…

y/nupdates all we know is that they’re friends and we love that!🩷

user9 hm

user1 ?

user9 @/user1 he doesn’t need any distractions.

user1 @/user9 bestie it’s a post announcing a competition season not a marriage proposal💀

a/n: first part down!!! not super interesting but this is self indulgent as a horse girl myself LMAO. welcome to my acc i guess???

to be tagged when the next part goes up (won’t be long): taglist

- giselle

[vettelsdarling]

𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐞

Lissie note… Here’s the second winner of the poll. I stupidly duplicated him💀 but just tallied those numbers together. Also yes, I’m trying out new layouts rn so please lmk if this looks great or not<3

Summary: A photographer from the heart of NYC has been in a low-key relationship with Lando Norris for a while now…

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Things to note:

Reader is a menace tbh

Lando and reader are separated by 2 yrs

Reader is a known photographer (just not famous yk)

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Pairing: Lando Norris x Photographer!Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Playlist recommendations: 𝐋𝐍𝟒, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟💗

Taglist: @drugged-kitkat, @ophcelia, @darleneslane, @allwaysalleyway, @littlesatanicassholebitch

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yourusername

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yourusername What a great day to change my pfp on my Twitter😮‍💨

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yourbestfriend Isn’t that the camera I got you last Christmas?

yourusername Merry Christmas ig

yourbestfriend The enthusiasm🥰

yourusername WOW!?!???!!!! IT REALLY IS THE CAMERA YOU GAVE ME LAST YEAR AHHH I STILL HAVE IT CAUSE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

yourbestfriend Nah now it doesn’t feel genuine😒

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landonorris

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landonorris What’s up 2023?🧡

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user1 The photos are better this year wtf😮‍💨

user2 He looks amazing regardless

user3 YESSS IT’S BACKKK LET’S GOO🧡🧡🧡

yourusername Ty for the tag, great working w/ you

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user4 Ty for blessing Lando’s face

user5 She’s a magician with a camera😩

user6 Danny isn’t racing this yr right?😞

user7 Yeah he isn’t😭😭😭

user8 Ugh MCLAREN WHYYY

user9 I’m manifesting🫡

user10 Actually so delulu I made a mood board consisting ONLY of Lando😃

user11 At least you’re self aware💀

Twitter

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yourusername Tbh I feel kinda bad for knowing next to NOTHING abt f1 but I’ll just do my job and whatever to pay rent in New York🤡 Last resort is the pole (not position😞)

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yourbestfriend 💀

yourusername Are you implying I wouldn’t be a great pole dancer?🤨

yourbestfriend Honestly? Yeah🥰

yourusername Bitch.

landonorris I didn’t even realize you’d take this many pics

yourusername Welcome to your new life (I sound and look like a fucking stalker rn wtaf)

yourfriend WTF YOU NEVER SAID YOU PHOTOGRAPHED LANDO NORRIS????

yourusername Surprise!!😻

landonorris

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landonorris Checking out the credentials🤨

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yourusername At least I’m better than you🥰

landonorris You make a fair point… it’s your job😒

user1 Bffr rn😭

user2 Wdym? it’s his designated photographer. I think she’s a part of the team cause McLaren hired her

user1 Wait really?

user2 …yeah💀

user3 The way I love this new photographer😩

user4 Yeah she’s good. She’s well known in the photography world as one of the best in nyc

user3 Wtf that’s such an honor

user5 IS THAT HER??? 10 bucks they’re dating but not telling us

user6 Nah that’s too quick💀 They JUST hired her like this year.

user7 I’m excited for her shots in Miami

user8 I’ve seen some of her stuff at her gallery. Some of it sells for more than a month’s salary

user9 Her instagram is private😔💔

user10 It’s always been😭😭😭

f1gossip

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f1gossip New beau, Lando?👀

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user1 HUH WHAT😃

user2 They are just friends they are just friends they are just friends

user3 stfu what is this😭

user4 That looks a lot like yourusername

user5 💀

yourusername

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yourusername Luckily this account is private💪 Hope they don’t find my very not private Twitter💀

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yourbestfriend Good luck😭

yourusername ty, I will not need it😩

landonorris what is this Twitter you speak of🤨🤨🤨

yourusername Nothing👽

f1gossip

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f1gossip Looks like Lando’s girl has Twitter👀

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user1 Wtaf I love her

user2 Ever wondered she might not want it leaked💀

yourusername Oh… wow…😐

user3 OFMHSK IT’S YOU

yourusername In all my glory😮‍💨🔥

user4 I love how she’s literally just like everyone else and not some snob😭

lando.jpg

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landonorris Who would’ve thought it was possible to post your own paparazzi photos?!

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yourusername Holy shit, this is revolutionary🤯

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yourusername Why don’t the media just hire me to take better pics of us🤡🤡

landonorris Ikr

user1 Nah I’m loving this

user2 They are really handing the media’s ass on a silver plate💀💀💀

user3 This is pure gold😭

user4 I thought Kika and Pierre were my fav but Lando and her just raised the bar

user5 Honestly lmao

user6 why aren’t more wags like this

user7 Publicity probs

user8 Publicity doesn't make sense because she’d fear it too..?

user7 Nah I actually don’t think she cares very much💀

user9 You guys keep doing you, this is amazing.

yourusername Hell yeah😩

Twitter

yourusername

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yourusername We’ve been around👯‍♀️

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yourbestfriend FUCK YEAH WE HAVE

yourusername Ugh we should travel together sometime

yourbestfriend We should

landonorris Where was my invite?

yourusername Nonexistent.

landonorris Wow. I feel so insulted.

yourusername

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yourusername Welcome to my Instagram, peasants. Above, you can see a little bit of everything I serve on here (and yes, I do SERVE).

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yourbestfriend Hot

yourusername I know

landonorris ❤️

yourusername tmrw is our 1 yr anniversary.

landonorris Did you think I forgot?

yourusername Yes

landonorris You’re not wrong…

user1 1 YEAR WHAT????

user2 They hid it for so long😭

user3 I’ve been waiting ages to finally gain access to her Instagram

yourusername thank you, loyal plebe.

user4 2nd pic is me during exam season❤️

user5 Literally same

user6 She’s living my dream fr

yourusername I must be very powerful, then

user7 Skin care routine???

yourusername Random shit from drugstores

user8 She’s so down to earth but classy in a funny way. How tf do I even explain her😭

yourusername I’m an enigma

user9 Lando is lucky wtf

yourusername Right?

user10 No but you and Lando compliment each other so well

yourusername Ty<3

landonorris

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landonorris For a whole year, you’ve given me everything I’ve ever needed. A fun and breezy outlook on life. You’re just amazing. I love you and I didn’t forget about today❤️

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yourusername I’ll let it go for today. Only because I love you too❤️

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maxverstappen1 Congrats you guys👏

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yourbestfriend Feels like yesterday I told you how to get her attention😔

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carlossainz55 Congratulations guys, enjoy yourselves today🍾

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𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻…

𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚!

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩! (𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨, 𝙙𝙢𝙨, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨: 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧(𝙨) 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚(𝙨) 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣.)

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✩°｡⋆ pas de deux, ln4 ⋆｡°✩

next part

pairing: lando norris x fem! ballerina! reader

[face claim: luna montana is largely used as faceclaim but some other pinterest girlies in there too]

summary: y/n is new to monaco and quickly finds herself dancing with mclaren driver lando norris despite all intentions she has of focusing on only her career

a/n: this is my first smau ever, any feedback is appreciated :) also, i am not a ballet dancer by any means so i apologize for any misuse of terms or incorrect depictions

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yn.ballet coucou monaco

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username1 mother moved to monaco ??

ybfusername you left me in london :/  

╰ ynusername you could always come here

username2 please god i-

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"hows monaco ma fille," your mother said to you over the phone.

"s'alright maman, i finished unpacking everything today," you sigh. "i got to tour the company and meet the instructors before classes start next week."

you can hear her sigh before asking, "have you spoken with your father?"

"not since he kicked me out, and i dont plan to speak to him. i've said what i needed to say to him,"

"i expected more maturity from you y/n,"

"he's an adult, if he has something else to say to me he can reach out. i'm done talking about this. goodnight maman love you," you say hanging up the phone

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staring around you can't help but feel overwhelmed by the half-filled flat surrounding you. reflections of the street lights outside your window shine on the wall, highlighting the lack of decorations. there's no trace of you here yet, nothing but empty walls and boxes. you can only hope that in time it will feel like home.

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landonorris

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landonorris miamiiii you brought the heat, now onto monaco

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username1 slay landooooooo

mclaren lando 🤝 helmet designs

username2 MIAMIIII

[sofs16]

damn

pairing lando norris x reader

yn

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yn 🦋

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user1 LANDO NORRIS STILL IN THE LIKES???? user 2 MAMIII

user3 make me wattaaaaa

yn and landonorris’ instagram story :

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f1gossip_ oh little lando norris, you aren’t so slick! manyyy inboxes sent regarding lando norris who has been liking yn yln’s posts for over 4 months now. what do you think? 💋💌

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yn 😭😭😭😭😭😭 ?!?! ⤷ user4 WAHAHA MS GIRL IS SO CONFUSED

yn

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yn i mean, i’m free on weekends. do whatcha will with that info

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user5 oh my-

user6 IF I SPEAK

user7 landonorris

⤷user8 landonorris

⤷oscarpiastri landonorris

⤷carlossainz55 landonorris

⤷lewishamilton landonorris

⤷charles_leclerc landonorris

⤷lnfour landonorris

landonorris 😀

⤷yn ?

⤷user9 NEVER BEATING THE NORIZZ ALLEGATIONS.

landonorris hi😁 are you free this weekend

yn Yeahh whats up

yn

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yn 📌 london

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user11 ORANGE

⤷ yn actually, you get bullied if u say this is orange. apparently it’s papaya

⤷ user12 THIS ISSO LANDO CODED WHATHR WFLIP

landonorris

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landonorris been a good month for me ❤️🌊 london -> finland

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yn instagram stories

caption : [ I DONT TRUST TESLAS DRIVING ON THEM OWN] caption 2 : [ coquette king 🎀]

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yn

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landonorris im obsessed with you

⤷ yn good

⤷ yn me 2 ❤️

⤷ user14 WALK EM LIKE A DOG SISTER 😭

❤︎ yn

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landonorris and lando.jpg mine

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yn damnnn i scored the jackpot w u

⤷ landonorris what i think everytime i see you

⤷ user15 DAMNN LANDO HAS RIZZ

❤︎ yn

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yn_updated Tonight yn won her 5th grammy! In her speech she thanked numerous people including her boyfriend, Lando Norris. “… I’m so so thankful and I also need to thank my Lando for always supporting me…”

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user16 IT COUPLE!!!! landonorris 😍😍😍