#lew ham

[httpsserene]

OMG THE WAY YOU WRITE FOR TOTO IS SOOOOOO GOOD ITS GOT ME KICKING MY FEET 🙀🙀🙀

I KNOW YOURE NOT TAKING REQUESTS RIGHT NOW BUT PLEASE KNOW I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT AND WOULD LOVE MORE OF YOUR AMAZING WRITING ABOUT HIM

THANK YOU ILY 😻😻

˖♡ - ̗̀ ⇢ hi hi !!! thank u for the love, babes. i personally (still) don't understand the toto craze—well, i understand the tall, big and strong part lol— so, i'm really glad that i wrote him to your liking even though i don't quite get it !!!

and, do not fret !!! i have two or three toto wolff requests i still have to write...so hopefully i sort out my writers block quickly to satiate my toto wolff readers :) i'm trying my hardest y'all, i promise xxx

ilysm < 3

[heelcody]

I hate F1 *10 minutes later* me and the bestie!!!!

[downthetubes]

Oink! comic Dan Dare Parody on offer on eBay

There's still time to bid on the original artwork for a daft Dan Dare parody strip that featured in the OINK! Book 1989, published 1988, written by Lew Stringer and drawn by the late J.T. Dogg (Malcolm Douglas)

[killa-trav]

this race is a snooze fest

[amirasainz]

Hey can you make one where Lewis and Readers mom are in a relationship and Reader kind of grows up with Lewis ad her stepdad. Over time she stops calling him Lewis and instead calls him Dad.

Enjoy reading and send some requests!!!

-xoxo babygirl 💜

The greatest title of them all

The sound of laughter echoed through the house as Marry stood in the kitchen, stirring a pot of soup. It was a cozy Saturday afternoon, with the warm sun casting a soft glow through the windows. In the living room, a ballet video played on the TV. It was a recording of Yn’s recent performance, and even though it wasn’t perfect in her eyes, she loved watching herself dance, especially with her mom and Lew nearby.

“Mom, can we watch it again?” Yn’s voice, small and tentative, broke through the quiet.

Marry looked up with a warm smile. “Of course, sweetie. Go ahead.” She set down the spoon and wiped her hands on a dish towel.

Lewis, who had been sitting on the couch, looked over at Yn. His heart swelled with affection every time she called him by his name—‘Lew’—a title he hadn’t even dreamed of when they first met. It wasn’t always this way. In the beginning, Yn was shy, cautious of him, unsure of his place in their home. But now, as she was snuggled up with him on the couch, her tiny frame leaning into his side, Lewis felt like the luckiest man in the world.

“Are you sure about the soup? You don’t need any help?” he asked, his voice gentle, watching her stir the pot. He didn’t want to pull her away from her task, but he also wanted her to know he was there if she needed him.

She chuckled softly. “I’m good, honey. Just enjoy your time with Yn. I’ll be right here.”

And he did enjoy it. Every single moment. Because Yn had become his little girl in so many ways, and he had become the father figure she never thought she needed.

---

Two years ago, when he first started dating Marry, things had been complicated. Yn was only five at the time, and she didn’t know how to process the idea of another man being in the house. Her dad had left when she was three, and for the past two years, her only family was her mom.

At first, she had called him “Lewis.” It had been strange for her, especially when he would show up to spend time with Marry. But over time, he began to do little things for Yn, making sure she felt included, loved, and heard.

Lewis had been there for her first ballet recital, sitting proudly in the front row with a bouquet of flowers, cheering her on just like a real dad would. He didn’t need to be asked—he wanted to be there.

“Good job, sweetheart!” he had shouted excitedly when she took her final bow.

Yn had smiled shyly, but the connection between them had deepened after that day. It wasn’t just that he showed up—it was that he cared. When she wanted to go to the waterpark for her birthday, Lewis had taken her. He had watched her face light up as she slid down the water slides and played in the wave pool.

At night, when they sat down to watch movies, he’d let her pick the movie—even if it was a Barbie movie she watched for the hundredth time. It didn’t matter to him. What mattered was the smile on her face.

“Let’s have a picnic, just the three of us!” Lewis had suggested one Saturday afternoon. He laid out a blanket in the living room, and they ate sandwiches, laughing as Roscoe tried to steal a piece of ham.

But more than the big moments, it was the small ones that cemented his place in Yn’s heart.

The nights he spent waiting for her to fall asleep on the couch so they could decorate her room together.

Or when they baked cookies in the kitchen, and Lewis taught her how to mix the dough just right, making a mess and laughing the entire time.

That's when 'Lewis' turned into 'Lew'.

Sometimes, it was the quiet moments that meant the most and change everything. Like the night Yn came to him after a bad dream.

---

The night had been quiet, the house wrapped in a blanket of calm. Marry was asleep beside Lewis, but a small sound stirred him from his slumber. He heard it again—soft, a hesitant knock.

“Mom?” Yn’s voice was faint.

Lewis heart leaped in his chest. He turned toward her voice. “Hey, Yn, you okay?”

Yn’s small figure appeared in the doorway, her face tight with worry. Her eyes, wide with fear, met his. “Lew… I had a bad dream,” she said, her voice cracking slightly.

Marry stirred in bed but didn’t fully wake up. Lew gently pulled back the covers, his heart aching at the sight of Yn standing there, so small and vulnerable.

“Come here, sweetheart,” he whispered, patting the empty spot beside him.

Yn climbed into the bed, curling up next to him. Her head rested on his chest as he wrapped an arm around her protectively.

“You’re safe here, okay?” Lewis whispered, his fingers running through her soft hair. “Bad dreams don’t stand a chance when you’re with me. I’ll keep you safe.”

“Thanks, Lew,” she mumbled, already beginning to relax in his arms.

He smiled down at her. And then, in that moment, something he never expected to hear passed her lips. “Dad?”

Lew’s heart skipped a beat. He held his breath, unsure of whether he had heard her right.

“I’m here, baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m right here.”

It didn’t take long for Yn to fall back asleep, her hand still gripping his, but from that night on, everything had changed. The way Yn looked at him, the way she started calling him Dad instead of Lew, felt like the most sacred gift he could ever receive. It wasn’t just a title. It was the confirmation of the bond they had formed together.

He had been there for her, in every way a father could be—attending her recitals, helping her with homework, making her laugh, teaching her how to ride a bike, taking care of her when she was sick. But it wasn’t until that night, when she whispered ‘Dad’ into the quiet of the night, that he knew he had become something much more than just her mom’s boyfriend.

---

As the days passed, the bond between Lew and Yn deepened. They were inseparable—Yn seeking comfort in him when the world felt a little too big and scary. When her dad stopped picking up the phone calls, when she felt abandoned, Lewis was there. He was her constant, her rock.

One evening, as they sat down to dinner, Yn hesitated, her little hands resting on the table, fiddling nervously with her napkin. She looked up at Lewis, her eyes big with a question she wasn’t sure how to ask.

Lew met her gaze with a smile, noticing her uncertainty. “What’s on your mind, kiddo?”

Yn bit her lip, then asked softly, “Do you think my papa will ever come back?”

The question hit Lewis hard, but he knew better than to lie to her. “I don’t know, sweetheart,” he said quietly. “But what I do know is that I’m here for you. Always.”

Yn nodded, her shoulders relaxing a little as she reached out and took his hand. “I’m glad you’re here, Dad.”

That was all Lewis needed to hear. He squeezed her hand, his heart full.

“I’ll always be here, baby,” he promised, leaning in to kiss the top of her head. “And no matter what happens, you’ll never be alone.”

Yn smiled, her trust in him unwavering. For her, Lewis was more than just a stepdad. He was her dad, the man who loved her, protected her, and gave her a sense of security that she had never known.

And for Lewis, there was no greater joy than knowing he had earned that place in her heart. He would always cherish the title of ‘Dad’—because it meant more than anything he could have ever imagined.

As they sat there, together at the dinner table, the sound of Marry’s laughter filled the room. And in that moment, Lewis knew that this—this family—was exactly where he belonged.

[roseannevip]

I give up that's it enough Lew lew hotness for today.

moment ✨️

[lewisinho]

lew ham a better person than me i’d have parked the car right there and then and told them to shove their ‘data’ up their ass

[coveredinsun]

i wrote 3 different winnix fics in december & january but i realized i NEVER posted them here. so behold, my series of winnix fics where i get further and further detached from canon, and where i also make lew a girldad for fun

1. darling, it’s grand, they just don’t understand

“Act upon what he finds within himself, and only himself,” said Dick, audibly pensive in a way he hadn’t been. “I quite like that.”

“Well, that’s the gist,” said Lew with a shrug. He wasn’t even in the top half of eloquent men. “Honestly, I really hated reading and analyzing Emerson’s essays. He found a way to talk and talk and talk about nothing at all, when he could’ve kept it perfectly concise.”

Like you, Lew almost said. The bullet got jammed. Still, he had a hunch that Dick could read his mind this one time.

Or: July, 1948. Blanche Nixon invites her brother, and his business partner slash lover, to… a baseball game?

6.5k words, fluffiest of the three; my weird band of brothers/a league of their own (2022) crossover fic??? whatever. blanche invites winnix to a baseball game to see her baseball player girlfriend-ish, all the way mae. stupid emily dickinson references because i’m lame and basic, sue me. gay jazz clubs :)

2. november 27th

“Kathy hates it when I call her Maggie, but I think it’s cute that she’s got a little nickname to grow out of.”

“Or maybe she’ll find someone who calls her Maggie,” replied Dick, totally without thinking. “And he’ll say it’s ‘cause it’s easier, sure. But more than anything he’ll like the way it sounds when he says it.”

When Nix looked at him, then, his eyes glittered. His lips were pursed like he needed to say something or he’d shrivel up and die.

There were many things Dick could conceptualize him saying. Luckily, they fell into two neat categories—the things Dick expected Nix to say, and the things Dick wanted him to.

Or: 1942, 1944, and 1946. A study on Lewis Nixon’s history with love, destructive vices, and fatherhood—as seen from the eyes of a wife and a lover.

8.2k words, perhaps the most densely packed with angst of the three. examines lew and his relationships with love and fatherhood, both alongside kathy and alongside dick. ann winters introduction <3 and classic new jersey angst

3. the likes of me abide

“Well, I feel compelled to be a little more brave now,” replied Dick, holding up his gaze like Atlas held the heavens. “I ought to give you an answer that’s more honest.”

But not fully. It was sort of bitingly ironic, the way Lew always put up Dick as the more honest of them. He didn’t find that to be true. Not when there still existed so many selfish desires in his mind, like the one that practically clawed and scratched like an animal just to fit somewhere into this part of Lew’s life. He might never put that desperation into words.

Or: Summertime, 1951. Lew gets back in touch with Kathy.

10.3k words, angsty but less intensely as last time. i go reallyyyyy ham with kathy’s character in this, so take that as a treat. i also actually make lew and kathy’s daughter into a character <3

[vivwritesfics]

tell me why i just looked uo aubrey harris’s instagram looking for lewis HAM😭😭

you posting for two lewis’ is so confusing🤪

Okay okay on my tumblr, Lewis pullman Is Lew or lp, Hamilton is Hamilton lmOoooooo

[westadventure24]

Day 12 - Tall Tales

Monday found us leaving the comfort of the Minneapolis hotel and piling back into Ruby to embark on what would be a long day of driving ending with our last overnight camp out.

We made our way across Minnesota and into Wisconsin. First and only major stop of the day was in the Wisconsin Dells. We stopped for a delicious all-you-can-eat family style breakfast for lunch (because that was the only option) at The Paul Bunyan Cook Shanty. Beautiful place that had been serving the Dells for over 60 years. The shanty was made of old, solid, pine stained logs and decorated as you would expect with tables made to fit families larger than ours. Our lunch breakfast started with an appetizer of warm homemade donuts, exactly like the ones we used to make in the donut wagon, except these were full size not minis. Yummy!!! The waiter then brought out our main course of fresh buttermilk pancakes, fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy fried potatoes, warm gravy with homemade biscuits, and a plate of ham and sausage links. I knew that I was not a fan of sausage, but evidently neither is anyone in my family! Tons of food, but together we did manage to eat most all of it and head out the door as this establishment of folk tale legend closed the door behind us for the day.

After filling our bellies, we drove into the downtown area in hopes to see some of the beautiful river valley. We took a very short stroll along the very well kept River Walk to get a small glimpse of the beautiful natural rock walls on both sides of the river. However, to fully appreciate it, I am guessing a boat tour, would be the best option, but not on our agenda for the day.

We were shocked to find this area of the Dells to be very commercialized with boat tours, water parks, souvenir shops, candy shops, restaurants and bars. Not what we were expecting, but we got some fudge as I promised Lew I would. I am hopeful that it will satisfy Arlene’s sweet tooth. 😊

None of us had ever been to Wisconsin and I think it was different than expected. The landscape reminded us much of home. At the current time, very dry and dusty!

We loaded Lily and the folks back into the RV and headed for Utica, Illinois where we stayed at Starving Rock State Park for our last night away. We had a nice relaxing evening by the fire, while Todd set up his phone for he and Dad to watch some Monday Night football and enjoy his grilled cheese sandwich. Dad spent his last night as a happy camper! Now, that might just be a TALL Tale….I will let you decide. 😳

[httpsserene]

girly can you give the children (aka me) some recs for my man lewis since it is his home race this weekend fluff smut angst ILL TAKE ANYTHING <3

welcome to the tentative first draft of my lewis hamilton fic recs :)

@saintslewis - she’s my twin, check out her masterlist; a+ lh44 fics and smau’s

ongoing/fluff (so far) - renaissance the series; it’s an fake marriage/marriage of convenience type beat that i love love love

@lorarri - my telepathic bestie; a wonderful catalog of lewis smau’s

fluff/light angst (familial) - gala season; it’s my current fav, ukprincess!reader and she gives no fucks

@h4m1lt0ns - all of their lewis smau’s are chef’s kiss

fluff - love hate; personal fav! it’s rival driver!reader with a plot twist

@mauvecherie-writes - a WHOLE exclusive lew ham masterlist

smut - first time after pregnancy; don’t judge me this drabble changed my brain chemistry

@pucksandpower - another lew ham masterlist (mainly smau’s)

fluff - rocket scientist!reader; as a stem girlie it’s only right that this is my fav

@h4m1lt0ns and @lorarri collabed for ktober and birthed the most wonderful two-part smau series !!!

suggestive/fluff - smile! you’re on camera and all for show; leaked sex tape with singer!reader, it’ll change how you view lewis fr

family hair day by @shaytheeprettiest

fluff - fem!reader does lewis’ and their daughter’s hair

come on home by @hopefulromantic1

angst/fluff - lewis was a bad boyfriend, but it ends with a hopeful ending

@chaneajoyyy has this wonderful fic rec list for lewis, you should check that out if you haven’t already!!!

this is literally all i could think of off the top of my head, i personally really haven’t entered my lewis hamilton phase yet, i just listen to my twin saint rant to me about him 💀

i hope i at least gave you one new fic with this list, if not i apologize; honestly you should probably hit up @saintslewis she would send you a whole encyclopedia of lewis fics

(also i’m planning on writing a lewis smut in the close future so stay tuned)

[mrsbsmooth]

yesssss I love these (do yours here) I can totally put up with walking if I’m married to lew and hanging out with the Ham man

And I definitely also got Lewie first time!!!

[batlleonafc]

Can someone help me out? I want to do a compilation of Ona's assists. I have clips of 14 but can't seem to figure out when she made the 15th assist 😅

1. 17.09.22 vs. Reading

2. 25.09.22 vs. West Ham

3. 16.10.22 vs. Brighton

4. 03.12.22 vs. Aston Villa

5. 07.12.22 vs. Everton

6. 15.01.23 vs. Liverpool

7. 15.01.23 vs. Liverpool

8. 29.01.23 vs. Sunderland

9. 26.02.23 vs. Durham

10. 05.03.23 vs. Leicester

11. 19.03.23 vs. Lewes

12. 19.03.23 vs. Lewes

13. 25.03.23 vs. West Ham

14. 15.04.23 vs. Brighton

[killa-trav]

idk why but when i put my dance anthems playlist full volume whilst i’m doing my work i suddenly turn into an academic weapon

[jarrodsbowen]

lew lew ham ham !!!

[alexbkrieger13]

Do we know who we play against in the next round of the FA cup or do we have to wait for a draw? If it’s a draw, can we please for once get a favourable draw! 🙏🏿

not sure when the draw is but the game will be scheduled for the 26th of February.

Potentioal opposiiton:

Durham

Spurs

Birmingham city

Man city

Man u

West Ham

Lewes

Cardiff city

Arsenal

Brighton

Conventry united

Charlton

Bristol City

Reading

Villa