#2023 qatar grand prix
Text
2023 Qatar Grand Prix - Parc Ferme - Oscar Piastri
#SO PRETTY!!!!!!!!! HE LOOKED SO GOOD DURING THIS#i just feel bad bcs he looks so dehyrdated and hot and dying#but at least hes sexy while doing it!!#p2....still cant believe it!!!!!#and he got so much camera time as well!!!!! so pleased!!!!!#im making these post-races differently than i normally would#i usually make one combined post but im splitting them up bcs i wanna use all my gifs#and smaller posts seem to do better for some reason so yeah!!#oscar piastri#f1#formula 1#formula one#we do a little bit of f1#op81#2023 qatar gp#2023 qatar grand prix
460 notes
·
View notes
Text
"it's always in hindsight you'd do things differently" oh he's having FLASHBACKS flashbacks
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
This is so funny to me!
Picture this: Daniel Ricciardo’s hand has healed fully now that enough time has passed, and he randomly decides one day “You know what? I’m gonna take another week off!”, then proceeds to phone Liam Lawson completely out of the blue just to tell him he can have another spin out on track.
I don’t know if it was because Danny Ric doesn’t like Qatar as a circuit or if it was out of pure laziness or both. But I like his attitude. It’s a classic “I can’t come into school because of x” excuse. God, I love this man!
#My ramblings: F1#daniel ricciardo#danny ric#ricciardo#liam lawson#formula 1#f1#qatar#2023 qatar grand prix#2023 qatar gp#2023
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
I DON'T CARE ABOUT MACS JUST SHOW ME OSCAR
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
i would have folded so fast if I was Logan
#Logan is stronger than me#but maybe I just have daddy issues#god gives his toughest battles (beating daddy issues allegations) to his weakest soldiers (me)#logan sargeant#qatar gp 2023#qatar grand prix
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
lucky number 100 ~ lando norris
Summary: Lando finally gets the win he deserves in his 100th race.
Word count: 1.2k+
Other works: my masterlist
♡♡♡♡♡
100 races.
If someone had told you that you would be with Lando and see his 100th race with McLaren, you would've probably laughed in their face.
You and Lando have been together for years, you being by his side ever since he started his racing career. You had never missed a race, not a weekend went by when you weren't seen on the paddock proudly wearing your boyfriend's number on your back.
With the COTA Grand Prix coming up, it also being Lando's 100th race in Formula 1, it was safe to say he was more nervous than he usually was.
That is precisely the reason why it was 1 in the morning before race day and Lando couldn't get himself to go to sleep. Thoughts plaguing his mind, all sorts of scenarios regarding the race going through his head.
You had fallen asleep earlier that evening, having been exhausted by the qualifying and everything. However, you woke up a little past 1, stretching your arm over Lando's side of the bed in search for his warmth but you were met with the cold sheets, making you frown.
"Honey?" you called out, rubbing your eyes and waiting for a response.
When you couldn't hear anything, you pulled the covers off your body and took Lando's hoodie that had been discarded on the floor and pulled it over your head.
You opened the door to your bedroom and walked out, quietly searching for your boyfriend in the middle of the night.
You found him sitting on the couch in your living room, watching TV with the volume down with a lost look in his eye.
"Baby, what are you doing up? You need to get some sleep before tomorrow" you said, making your way over to him and sitting down next to him, snuggling up in his arms.
"Sorry, I couldn't sleep. Kept fidgeting so I decided to come out here so I wouldn't wake you up" he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kissed your temple, savoring the feeling of your body snuggled up to his.
"What's got you worked up?" you whispered, trailing one of your hands up and down his chest, knowing it was one of the things that helped calm him down in any situation.
"The race, I guess" he shrugged, not being able to really pinpoint the trouble himself.
"What about the race?" you pushed, knowing he had to get whatever it was off his chest.
"I don't know, I just feel like everybody expects me to win because it's my 100th race and everyone will be disappointed if that doesn't happen and I'll let everyone down"
You nodded your head, understanding now where he was coming from.
A lot of his fans and people in the F1 business are constantly talking about him winning this race, how amazing it would be if he did it and how it has been long overdue, which obviously puts a tremendous amount of stress on him.
If he does deliver, he's going to be on top of the world. But if he doesn't, people are going to judge, they're going to talk shit and judge him.
"You don't have to listen to anyone. Screw what other people are saying, you don't need to put this pressure on yourself. Just drive how you know you can and let the result be whatever it may be. I'm still going to be proud of you, regardless if you end up being P1 or P20, baby" you raised your head and took his chin in your hands, making him look at you.
"You're not going to be disappointed if I don't win?" his voice was so soft and vulnerable, it made your heart break at the thought of possibly being anything but proud of him.
"Baby, no. I'll be proud of you if you finish first and I'll be proud of you if you finish last. That doesn't matter to me. All that I care about is that you are safe and come back to me in one piece. I love you, and I'm always going to support you in everything, but you need to stop letting these things get to you. You know what you're capable of, put that talent to use and have fun"
He sighed but a small smile made its way on his lips before he slowly nodded his head.
"You always know what to say, one of the many reasons why I love you" he leaned in and pecked your lips, bringing you into an even tighter hug afterwards.
"I should consider switching my job as a full-time wag to being a motivational speaker" you joked, enjoying the sound of his laugh filling the room.
♡♡♡♡♡
"10 minutes to go" Lando's engineer said as he poked his head in his driver's room where the two of you were hanging out.
Lando nodded and his engineer left, leaving the two of you alone again.
"This is it" he spoke up, looking at his hands which were fidgeting on his lap.
You took his hands in yours, intertwining your fingers with his in order to calm him down.
"Remember, don't push yourself too hard and risk crashing or getting hurt. It's not worth it. You'll get your win, baby, but don't push it today if it's not meant to be. Be safe, please"
Lando nodded and gave you a reassuring smile, kissing you deeply after you stopped talking.
You squeezed his hand as you pulled away and stood up, motioning that you should get going.
You walked with him until you got to his car, giving him one final kiss before he got into the car and put his helmet on.
Lando's engineer motioned for you to join him, giving you a pair of headphones so you could be up to date with everything happening.
You all watched the formation lap before every driver got into their respective positions. You held your breath as you saw the lights before it was time to finally begin the race.
Lights out.
♡♡♡♡♡
He did it.
He had won first ever race in F1.
You couldn't explain the pride and love that filled your heart when he was the first one to see the checkered flag.
He had absolutely dominated the whole race, managing to overtake every single car on the track and maintaining his position when it seemed that he might be under attack.
You don't think you had ever seen him drive better than he did today.
"Y/N! I did it!!!" he shouted as he ran to you, helmet and balaclava already off.
"I'm so proud of you, baby!!" you squealed and jumped into his arms, squeezing him like never before.
"Oh my God, I did it, my love. This is all for you" he exclaimed, holding you tightly and squeezing your waist.
"No, Lando. This is for you. You've been waiting your whole life for this, you've worked so hard all these years and today everything finally paid off. I'm proud of you to the moon and back, baby" you pulled away from the hug just enough so you could lean in and kiss him, pouring every single feeling of pride and adoration for him into the kiss.
"I love you so much" he muttered against your lips, refusing to let go of you when his PR manager called him for some interviews.
"I love you too, my winner"
comments and re-blogs help us grow!
much appreciated!!
JOIN MY TAG LIST HERE
REQUEST HERE
♡♡♡♡♡
Tag list: @outerudeth @f1ln4dr3cl16mv33 @dardouni @saturnssunflower @moony-artemis @blissfulsunsetstuff @samantha-chicago @nikfigueiredo @therealcap @iloveyou3000morgan @daemyratwst @rqlstefanny @bwormie @hangmandruigandmav @kagome45 @enidsinclairaddamsthesecond @tallrock35 @sesamepancakes @boywondrgrayson @evlkking @evie-119 @ijustwanttoreadlols @cixrosie @poppyflower-22 @hiireadstuff @ellouisa17 @paintedbypoetry @hellowgoodbye @lpab @xlinxdax0704 @decafmickey @teti-menchon0604 @ctrlyomomma @sya-skies @likedbygaslyy @booksandflowrs @acidburnsthings @dhanihamidi @mynameisangeloflife @5starl1ght @teamnovalak @ferrarisfailedstrats @basicuniter @jxnellat
#imagines#oneshots#fanfiction#formula 1#formula one#formula racing#sprint#lando norris#lando norris fluff#lando norris x reader#mclaren#mclaren racing#landoscar#one shot#ln4#mclaren f1#mclaren formula 1#oscar piastri#grand prix#world champs#winner#circuit#austin gp 2023#qatar gp 2023#us gp 2023#singapore gp 2023#dutch gp 2023#lando norris imagine#lando norris x you#lando norris x y/n
635 notes
·
View notes
Text
Qatar should not be on the calander. End of story. This is a short summary of what has happened. Let me know if I missed something.
- Esteban threw up into his helmet on lap 15
- Lance almost passed out getting out of the car and stumbled into an ambulance
- Alex threw up after the race, had to be lifted out of the car and taken to the medical center
- Logan had to retire because he felt so sick
- George and Lando both drove without their hands on the steering wheel during straights to get more cold air
- George said he felt like he was going to faint in the car multiple times
- Look at the podium, they looked like they were going to pass out every second
- Oscar and Max laying down in the cool down room
- Oscar was incredibly pale
- Bottas called it "torture"
- Charles said most drivers went straight to their room to lay down after the race
- Fernando's ass was on fire
This is unacceptable. Entertainment is good, but what these drivers went through was not anywhere near ok.
Edit:
- Acording to Lando, multiple drivers have passed out in the medical center
- Lance passed out during the high-speed corners
- Yuki tried to lift his visor for cooler air and just got sand instead
#qatar gp 2023#qatar grand prix#f1#formula 1#lance stroll#logan sargeant#alex albon#fernando alonso#george russell#oscar piastri#max verstappen#esteban ocon#lando norris#valtteri bottas
738 notes
·
View notes
Text
only ever see him this smiley when he's talking/praising his emotional support rival a.k.a boyfriend/husband/love of his life
#lestappen#max x charles#charles and max#charles leclerc#max verstappen#oracle red bull racing#red bull racing#scuderia ferrari#ferrari#formula one#formula 1#f1#cl16#mvwc#mv1#mv33#motorsport#qatar grand prix#qatar gp 2023
303 notes
·
View notes
Text
Okay, but hear me out:
We've seen three Lestappen podiums so far in the 2023 season; in Azerbaijan, Austria, and Belgium, all of which have been sprint weekends.
You know what Qatar is in a couple of weeks? A sprint weekend.
Loading Lestappen podium #4...
#Lestappen#Charles Leclerc#Max Verstappen#Qatar Grand Prix 2023#Qatar GP 2023#If this post ends up jinxing it I will throw myself off a fucking cliff
236 notes
·
View notes
Text
nico rosberg at the qatar grand prix, october 8 2023, by joshua wilkins
manifesting nico is still commentating for 2024 🕯️
#for a second I wanted to gaslight you all that he was actually here :')#qatar grand prix 2023#nico rosberg
144 notes
·
View notes
Text
THE FEAR IN HIS EYES
#HE ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK#WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SCARE HIM LIKE THAT DC 😭😭😭#f1#formula 1#oscar piastri#2023 qatar gp#2023 qatar grand prix#*first post of many today i bet
448 notes
·
View notes
Text
liam sweaty guns out. that's it that's the post
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
OSCAAAAAAARRRRRRR!!! LEZ GOOOOOO!!!!!
Also McLaren 1-2! GIDDIN THERE!!!!!!!
The margin is tight tight tight! A fantastic result from the McLaren boys. But with Verstappen looming over them, I’m not sure they’re likely to hold onto their positions for very long. My mind says they will, but my gut says they won’t. I’m having an angel and devil situation over here!
I’m actually looking forward to this, and I don’t normally like sprint weekends! WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!?
#My ramblings: F1#oscar piastri#lando norris#piastri#norris#mclaren#mclaren racing#formula 1#f1#f1 sprint#qatar#2023 qatar grand prix#2023 qatar gp#2023
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
charles and his strategist carlos getting ready for the qatar grand prix!
#charlos#carlos sainz#charles leclerc#scuderia ferrari#ferrari#f1#formula 1#formula one#qatar grand prix#qatar gp 2023
213 notes
·
View notes
Text
Leclerc and Norris both confirm that multiple drivers lost consciousness in the medical center post race. Bottas describes it as “torture”. Ocon puked in the car. Albon struggled to get out of his car post race. Stroll claims he passed out around the corners and helmet camera footage seems to confirm this. This situation just worsens and is truly terrifying.
The FIA/F1 need to consider themselves very lucky that there were no major accidents today
#f1#formula 1#formula one#qatar grand prix#qatar gp 2023#Lance stroll#charles leclerc#Lando Norris#Esteban Ocon#valtteri bottas#alex albon
178 notes
·
View notes
Text
the british dust ~ george russell
Summary: The British dust that looms around the attractive British racer affects even the people who don't believe in it.
Words: 901
Other works: my masterlist
♡♡♡♡♡
Everyone says that British men have a special aura around them. Some might even say there is a thing called 'the British dust'.
You thought it was bullshit.
You never understood the hype around the British men. They were humans just like everyone else, but every single person you came across was of the opinion that they had something special.
Again, you thought that was absolute crap.
Until you met George freaking Russell.
♡♡♡♡♡
Getting a job in F1 has been your dream ever since you could remember.
Your father had always been a fan of racing, watching them every single weekend and even attending a couple of Grands Prix over the years.
When you got a bit older, you started taking an interest in the sport, your father proving to be one hell of a coach who taught you everything there was to know about the sport, the teams, the drivers, the rules.
Going into college, your one true dream was still a job in the F1 industry. A journalist, perhaps, or even a PR manager. Hell, even a janitor would be okay with you as long as you got to go to Grands Prix and meet all of the drivers and see the action in real life every single time.
And, when the opportunity presented itself to become a PR manager at Mercedes, you didn't think twice about taking the job.
Only problem was, you were tasked with being George Russell's manager. The infamous 'British dust' guy.
You didn't think he was that special. Yes, he was hot and one hell of a driver, but you didn't find anything special. He was just another British dude who you had to work with.
"Hello?" George's voice snapped you out of your daydreaming, making you look up at him where he stood in the doorstep of your office.
"Yes, hello. Come in" you stood up and shook his hand, which you found to be incredibly soft and warm, before clearing your throat and motioning for him to take a seat in front of you.
"You've already got an office, that's nice. I only have a small room which could even be classifies as a broom cupboard" he commented, smiling as he looked around your still unpacked and disorganized office.
You laughed and nodded your head, "Yeah, I heard about your rooms. Not the comfiest places on Earth to stay in, I imagine"
"They're the worst. I barely have the space to stretch my legs out and I need the space because I'm tall as a tree" he said, making you laugh out loud.
He was funny, you had to give him that. Unknown to you, he smiled when he heard you laugh, his heart swelling at the sound of your voice.
"I can imagine. Shall we get down to business then?" you asked once you'd finally calmed down.
"If we must, of course" he exhaled, giving you a subtle wink before leaning back and motioning for you to start speaking.
You went through your agenda for the day, explaining the schedule for the media days in the upcoming days and sorting out any issues he'd previously had.
By the end of your meeting, you had warmed up to the famous Brit, his energy and attitude making you feel comfortable and overall giddy on the inside.
"Do you think I'll win this weekend?" he asked as he stood up, making his way towards your door.
"I don't know, perhaps you will, perhaps you won't" you teased, shrugging your shoulders trying to be nonchalant.
"Wanna make a bet?" the twinkle in his eyes should've been a sign for you not to agree with him, but you found yourself nodding your head.
"Do tell"
"If I don't win, I'll grant you access to my media accounts for the rest of the season" he said.
"And if you win?"
"You go on a date with me" he bluntly said, making you freeze.
This would be highly unprofessional, going out with George even if it was for a bet, but something in you told you to say yes.
"You've got yourself a deal, Mr. Russell"
What harm could a date do, right?
♡♡♡♡♡
Damn you, George.
He had actually done it.
He won the race.
You were proud of him, you really were. But the butterflies in your stomach freaking out over the fact that you now had to go on a date with George were sending nerves to every single cell in your body.
You took a moment before stepping out of the Mercedes garage to find George and get the media part covered.
"Congratulations!" you squealed once you met up with him, surprised when he enveloped you in his arms and lifted you off the ground, spinning you around.
"I did it because of you" he whispered as he sat you down, not letting go of you.
"Because of me?" you questioned, your eyebrows scrunching together.
"I couldn't pass up the opportunity to take you out, could I?" he teased, his breath hot on your neck under your ear.
Your body let out an involuntary shudder, which made George laugh and finally release you from the tight and long hug.
"You are one of a kind, George Russell" you commented, but a big smile couldn't be wiped off your face.
"What can I say, the British dust must really be a thing" he winked.
You rolled your eyes and pushed him towards the reporters waiting for interviews with the race winner.
Damn you, British dust.
Damn you, George Russell.
comments and re-blogs help us grow!
much appreciated!!
JOIN MY TAG LIST HERE
REQUEST HERE
♡♡♡♡♡
Tag list: @outerudeth @f1ln4dr3cl16mv33 @dardouni @saturnssunflower @moony-artemis @blissfulsunsetstuff @samantha-chicago @nikfigueiredo @therealcap @iloveyou3000morgan @daemyratwst @rqlstefanny @bwormie @hangmandruigandmav @kagome45 @enidsinclairaddamsthesecond @tallrock35 @sesamepancakes @boywondrgrayson @evlkking @evie-119 @ijustwanttoreadlols @cixrosie @poppyflower-22 @hiireadstuff @ellouisa17 @paintedbypoetry @hellowgoodbye @lpab @xlinxdax0704 @decafmickey @teti-menchon0604 @ctrlyomomma @sya-skies @likedbygaslyy @booksandflowrs @acidburnsthings @dhanihamidi @mynameisangeloflife @5starl1ght @teamnovalak @ferrarisfailedstrats @basicuniter @jxnellat
#imagines#oneshots#fanfiction#one shot#formula 1#formula one#formula racing#sprint#mclaren formula 1#mercedes amg petronas#mercedes#ferrari#mercedes amg f1#team radio#george russell drabble#george russell fluff#george russell x reader#george russell#mexican gp 2023#qatar gp 2023#george russell x you#george russel imagine#george russel x reader#mexico gp 2023#grand prix#george russell imagine#george russell icons#imagine#fluff#female reader
166 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
issagif
Issa Gif
ceragolor
Cera's Kirby Sideblog
this-i-i-love
Walk On By
im-neutral-goof
Ducky
manyfandomocs
guy with ocs