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and welcome back princess diana
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Is it just me or does Alex look so much like pre-buzzcut Pierre? Like I can’t be the only one who sees this right?
#like I literally thought it was pierre for like a hot second#alexander albon#alex albon#pierre gasly#aa23#pg10#formula 1#f1#formula one#williams racing#gym#winter break
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main masterlist \\ f1 masterlist
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𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛
✩ : your boyfriend wants to play strip poker on your flight back home: what could possibly go wrong?
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. : lando norris
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : mature, humor
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1,2k
✍︎ : the temptation took over
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“Strip poker?”
You were slouched on one of the luxurious leather seats of the private jet that was bringing you and Lando back to London, your legs lounged over his lap as he drew lazy circles on your skin with his thumb, when that, quote unquote, “brilliant” idea had popped into his head.
“Yep,” he replied casually, totally unfazed by the skeptical and almost suspicious tone in your voice, completely ignoring your arched brow, his hands already dealing the cards on the table between the two of you.
“You’re an idiot.”
“And you’re scared,” he teased, his voice dripping with amusement as he flashed you a grin.
You scoffed. “Yeah, right.”
“Then a little playing won’t be a problem for you, will it?” Maybe it was the challenging glint in his eyes, or maybe you just wanted to wipe that mocking smirk right off his face, but you eventually gave in with a resigned sigh, though the look you gave him spoke loudly.
“You’re going down, Norris.”
“Oh, I hope so,” he winked, after giving you a not-so-subtle once‐over, biting down on his lower lip in an effort to suppress a smug smirk. The match hadn’t even started yet, and he’d already turned you into a blushing mess.
The first few hands went by smoothly, both of you losing your socks and shoes almost immediately — Lando claiming it was all part of his “strategy”. But as the game continued, his confidence seemed to falter, the realization that maybe that wasn’t such a great idea crystal clear in his now very much distressed gaze.
“Not so cocky now, are we?” you teased him, the struggle on his face making it harder not to laugh.
“Big words for someone who's about to lose this hand,” he shot back, laying down his cards with an annoyingly wide grin tugging at his lips. “Straight flush.”
“Damn it,” you muttered, shrugging off your hoodie in one swift motion and tossing it in his face, his chuckle muffled under the soft fabric. But when he saw what you were actually wearing underneath, his laugh quickly died down, his breath hitching.
“No shirt?” His voice was low, hoarse even, almost as if he’d been talking too much — except he hadn’t. He must had noticed too, because he cleared his throat as he shifted in his place, his gaze lingering a moment too long on the lace bra that barely covered your chest.
“It’s comfier this way,” you answered with a casual shrug, trying to play it cool despite the way your skin tingled under his attention.
“Uh-huh.” The corner of his mouth twitched into a smirk, making it clear that he’d seen your reaction, but surprisingly enough he didn’t say anything, focusing back on the game as if nothing had happened. However, his luck didn’t last long, as you showed a winning hand, mocking the smug expression he’d now lost.
“Off with the shirt, Norris,” you nodded toward his white button-up, arms crossed as you — impatiently — waited for him to remove it. He took his sweet time, his eyes never leaving yours as he loosened the buttons one after the other, the anticipation almost painful.
“Happy now?” he asked as he finally discarded the shirt, his mischievous tone immediately sending alarm bells ringing in your head — which, needless to say, you shamelessly ignored.
“Thrilled,” you replied with the straightest face you managed to pull, though you couldn’t help but let your gaze wander briefly over his toned body.
“Eyes up here,” he snapped his fingers at you before pointing them back to his face, an absolutely devilish grin plastered on it.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” you rolled your eyes at him, but the faint blush that painted your cheeks gave you away.
The next few rounds were a blur. You couldn’t stop glancing at him, the way his chest caught the light that streamed through the jet windows, or how his arms flexed every time he leaned forward. And, apparently, the same went for Lando. Until…
“Full house.” You displayed your cards on the table for him to see, trying and miserably failing to bite back the triumphant smile that was slowly creeping on your face.
“This is rigged,” he declared, slumping in his seat as he slammed his own cards down in frustration.
“Or maybe you just suck,” you cooed sweetly, chin rested on your hands.
“Ha ha,” he deadpanned, leaning back in his chair — and then it happened. At first, you didn’t realize what he was doing, but when you saw his hands falling down to his lap and starting to unbuckle his pants you froze, your throat suddenly dry.
“Baby.” His voice was barely audible, the sound drowned out by the noise of your heart slamming against your ribcage.
“What?” you breathed out, so low that for a moment you thought he hadn’t caught it.
“You wanna help?” It wasn’t a question — not really: it was an invitation, one he knew you wouldn’t refuse. Slowly, you stood, rounding the table and stopping right in front of him. You felt his gaze burning holes into your skin as he followed your every move, before meeting yours with an intensity that stole your breath away.
His hands found your hips, guiding you down onto him until you were straddling his lap, your knees sinking in the plush seat as you placed your palms on his shoulders to steady yourself. Then, glances still intertwined, you lightly brushed your fingers along his bare chest and trailed them down his abs, his muscles tensing beneath your touch.
By the time your hands reached for his belt, Lando’s breathing had become erratic, the sight of him unraveling under your fingertips only spurring you on. Your hands moved deliberately slow as you worked on the buckle, a satisfied smirk playing on your lips as you savored the moment — your personal revenge for the show he’d put on not long before.
When you “casually” grazed the skin just above the waistband of his pants he inhaled sharply, his hands sliding down to your thighs to give them a warning squeeze. “Careful,” he hissed, his body jerking away from yours at the sudden contact.
“I’m just helping you out. That’s what you wanted, right?” you asked, feigning innocence, though the heat in your touch told a very different story.
The metal clicked as you finally loosened his belt, its cool leather smooth against your palms, and before Lando even had the chance to say anything, you undid the button of his pants with a flick of your fingers, tugging the zipper down right after. That was it for him.
His hands ran up to your sides, anchoring you to his lap as his mouth flew to yours, the kiss urgent as he tasted your lips like a starved man, exploring every inch of them with his tongue. There was no trace left of the subtle teasing that had been lingering in the air until then, replaced by a raw need that left you wanting more after you pulled away, both breathless and flushed.
“Next time,” you panted as Lando immediately started working his way down your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your throat, “we’re playing Monopoly.”
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first day on the job and already has them wrapped around his finger
#carlos sainz jr#carlos sainz#formula 1#ferrari#formula racing#cs55#formula one#carlos sainz 55#f1#f1 2025#james vowles#williams f1#williams racing#post season testing#winter break
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4 Jan '25 // 📸 via @/carlossainz55 & @/iamrebeccad
#they went on a little vacay together and took pics of eo for their insta posts i am losing it#snorkeling date - bike date - cryo date#idk why but it's very cute#carlos sainz#rebecca donaldson#winter break#2025
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Horror movie it is.
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Always at my trustworthy local library 🌟📖
#studio#studyblr#study#studying#italian studyblr#books#notebook#agenda#students#student#notes#taking notes#winter study break#winter break#winter studying challenge#study time#study inspo#study session#study hard#study aesthetic#library#local libraries#bookstagram
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what do f1 fans do when there's no f1 because what the flip dude
#f1#charles leclerc#max verstappen#oscar piastri#ferrari#red bull racing#mclaren#formula 1#winter break#tagging my favs bc idk what else to do
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My wife (F1) is in a coma (winter break) and I’m secretly very happy, because I get to spend time with my mistress (exam season). But the memories of my wife (tumblr and ao3) keep haunting me.
#chat what do i do#f1#max verstappen#lando norris#charles leclerc#oscar piastri#mctwinks#lestappen#winter break#carlos sainz#exam season#ao3
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more of charles in maranello 🤍🤍🤍
#he looks SOOOOOO GOOD.#he should shave more often.#cl16#charles leclerc#charles in maranello#winter break
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Lando slutting it out to his 9+ million followers
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present tense verbs + masculine/neutral words
Guess who gave up on studying math (for now). I spent most of my day reading. In the end I read 5 articles on the anti ai and modern luddite movement and 60 pages in my book. After a longer break to eat dinner I confined studying croatian. Today consisted of translating sentences (which was quite hard because I was lacking the needed vocabulary) and writing flashcards for present verb tense, masculine and neutral word endings :)
Screentime: 1h (who am I and what have I done to Finn?)🦦
#high school#high school students#high school studyblr#studyblr#high school senior#studying#studyspo#study aesthetic#do your homework#i have homework to do#studying inspiration#study blog#study motivation#study inspiration#study notes#studying inspo#studying languages#languageblr#language learning#language#productivity aesthetic#dark academia#academia aesthetic#self study#screen time#digital notes#goodnotes#flashcards#grammar#winter break
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Maybe Lando and Oscar should use those secret Santa padel lessons together
#galex giving Landoscar the same gift#sometimes I wonder why fics exist when they just live like that m#galex#landoscar#lando norris#formula 1#f1#oscar piastri#winter break
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Milo Ventimiglia as Matt Raymand
Winter Break (2003) dir. Marni Banack
#milo ventimiglia#miloventimigliaedit#moviegifs#filmedit#winter break#winter break 2003#he's too cute here i had to leave 2 gifs out and it broke my heart#*mine
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Don't Blink S5E2 // Carlos in his Ferrari sweater ❤️
#hes so boyfriend shaped#coloring these gifs was hell...#but he's cute so it was worth it#carlos sainz#don't blink#2024#winter break#gifs#mine#formula one#f1#ferrari
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