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mauvecherie-writes · 2 years

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Try Me.

pairing: Lewis Hamilton [XNDA] AU x f!Artist Black Reader.

summary: When you had started your journey in the music industry, your mother had warned you time and time again to not fall for the games of the industry. You should have headed her warning and taken her words to heart. Because now you were left in the crosshairs of one of the biggest artists struggling with wanting to escape and wanting to explore more …

warning: 18+ MDNI, NSFW, smut, slapping, choking, rough handling, dirty talk, daddy kink, slight bratty behaviour, dom/sub dynamics, slight toxic relationship. Please understand its all nastiness in here, thank you.

notes: another asshole Lewis fic lmao. He’s not a F1 driver, he’s just a musician. I was going to edit it all but I got tired so just ignore the mistakes please and thank you. @lostinlewis sorry it’s late babe but hope you love it 😘

word count: 8.3K

Lightskin & Corny MSG: You up?

MSG: For you? Never.

Lightskin & Corny MSG: 😒🙄 You say that everytime.

MSG: What do you want nigga?

Lightskin & Corny MSG: Watch your tone with me Angel.

I wanted to see you but I can sense your hostility from here.

MSG: Didn’t you just debut your new girlfriend? Like literally yesterday !!

Lightskin & Corny MSG: It’s just PR for her, it means nothing to me but more money.

MSG: And how long has that been about?

Lightskin & Corny MSG: I don’t want to talk about her and that situation. I’m tryna see when you can sit on my face again.

MSG: Never. Go to the other girls on your catalogue. Shit! Even your little PR gf would love to do that. I don’t fucking care. Leave me alone! I mean it this time.

Lightskin & Corny MSG: 😂 fine.

You should be happy that he agreed but the one word reply had you throwing your phone somewhere in the mess of your bed covers and then proceeding to scream into your pillow. Lewis Hamilton was the bane of your existence and with passing moments, you were coming to regret ever crossing the line of professionalism with him. He was addictive and he had you hooked; however, for the past four months you had been trying to get rid of him.

Like any addiction, Lewis was extremely bad for you in every possible way. He confused you and made you doubt your feelings time and time again. You had always been a person who always listened with their intuition but for some reason when it came to Lewis, all he had to do was give you that dazzling smile of his as he shook your hand and all the warning signals were ignored. You should have known that it was going to be a disaster waiting to happen but you ignored it anyway. The fact that his name was consistently in gossip blogs connected to a different person damn near every week should have been the greatest red flag. In the land of Hollywood and fame, nothing was ever too far away from the truth.

However, with each studio session the two of you had when it was just the two of you, you saw parts of him only a handful of people were privy to and you began to fall for it. Then one night, left alone to the charms of a man who could bend anyone to their will, you shared a passion that sealed your fate.

FLASHBACK - Ten Months Ago -

“Fun fact, this is probably the fastest, I’ve over completed a song.” Lewis confessed as he tuned his guitar. The D’usse you had been sipping on had left a buzz in its wake, making you more relaxed than typical.

“Well that’s because we work so well together. From the very first session, we’ve been bouncing off each other like we have known each other for years.”

Lewis looked up at you, licking his lips and smiled. “We do have that chemistry don’t we?” He quirked his eyebrow upwards as you felt his eyes trail down your body before coming to linger on your lips, then finally meeting your eyes. His attention on you made you giddy and a giggle left your lips as a wave of warmth rushed through you.

“Do you say that to all the women you closely work with?” You chewed on your bottom lip as you felt yourself being drawn closer to him. You didn’t want to be but the atmosphere was just right. The both of you were buzzed and the already built up tension was threatening to explode and the way he was looking at you wasn’t helping.

“No I don’t actually. There’s something about you.” From the deep tone of his voice, you knew that you were affecting him just as much as he was affecting you. You took a deep breath to try and control the bundle of emotions threatening to burst. Your stomach clenched as desire began to grip every fibre of your being.

“Stop looking at me like that?” You whispered. Lewis no longer focused on his guitar, had moved it away from him and to the side.

“Stop looking at you like what?”

“Like you want to eat me up.”

Lewis groaned as he shifted closer to you. “I do want to eat you up. Would you let me, Angel?” Your thigh shuffled closer to brush against his as you felt the back of his fingers caress the length of your neck. You were getting lost in his eyes and the logical part of you was telling you to pull away, to stand up and leave but you were doing nothing of the sort. Too turned on, you nodded your head to his question before closing the gap in between you. When his lips touched yours, you knew that it was over. Whatever fight that you had left in you was lost. His lips were so soft and they felt so good against yours. The kiss was slow in the beginning but you fell into a rhythm, Lewis dominated your senses. He grabbed both sides of your head before pushing his tongue into your mouth. He growled and became more insistent, like he couldn’t get enough of you.

You held onto him as you felt yourself drowning and never wanting to come up for air. Your hands wandered into his hair as you tugged on his bottom lip. When he moaned, you felt proud to illicit such a sound from him. He slowly pulled away but he kept his lips close. His thumb caressed your swollen bottom lip before inching forward for one more kiss.

“Now that I know what you taste like, I think I’m going to get addicted.”

—

That was how your whirlwind of a relationship began. You guys made magic together, sex or music - what thetwo of you made was so passionate and explosive. The world could see the chemistry that blossomed when the two of you were together … but they could also see how it wasn’t good for either of you. Lewis was a massive commitment phobe and the only priority in his life was his music and career. There wasn’t any space for much else outside of his family and his close friends.

How he managed to fit you and all the other women he was rumoured to be in entanglements with was a mystery to you. It made you feel dirty that all he wanted from you was sex and your musical capabilities. It ate at you how little restraint you had when it came to Lewis. Your jealousy always got the better of you and whenever your friends sent you link after link to gossip blogs who plastered pictures of Lewis all hugged up on someone, it sent you into a frenzy.

It was like a direct hit to your heart.

It left you so enraged that you would message him that it was over but it never stuck. This time however, something had changed. You had admitted that you loved him and you hadn’t meant to. At the time, you were sick and he had spent the day taking care of you. He was playing with your hair and it just slipped out. He never said anything in response and then the next day he reminded you that he couldn’t give you more than what he was giving you now. And finally you forced yourself to accept it for what it was.

It had been more than four months since then and now he was reaching out to you like nothing had changed between the two of you. You were doing great without him, you told yourself. He did not have ownership over your heart and if he wasn’t going to give you what he wanted then you were going to find someone who did.

Pushing Lewis to the back of your mind, you prepared to go to dinner with a group of friends. The restaurant La Patissiere was new to the area but was quickly becoming popular amongst your peers. Your freshly done goddess locs were parted to the sid, highlighting your bronzed cheekbone. The silk green dress you chose to wear was short with a slit on your right thigh. It was a little risque but it had been a while since you had dressed up so you wanted to enjoy yourself. Blood orange heels wee on your feet to match the pop of colour on your lips,

You looked good and you felt good.

Knowing that you would be drinking, you decided against driving yourself and had your bodyguard drive you to the restaurant. As you left the car, you told Mike that you would call him when you needed him as if it was his day off after all and you didn’t want to bother him. The night was still young thus not a lot of paparazzi were crowding around the entrance of the building but you were sure that they would pick up in numbers as the night went on.

“Finally! YN is here! What took you so long?” Your friend Ashley said as she stood up to greet you. You rolled your eyes as you hugged her.

“Fashionably late as always darling.” You responded with a giggle.

“We were about to order without you” She replied, causing you to blush. You were not late by any long stretch but Ashley had always been for the theatrics. That was why she chose acting as a profession. From Ashley, you moved to greet all of your friends dotted around a table until you came to a face that you didn’t know.

“YN, this is Broderick, he just moved into the area.” Ashley introduced you. “Recently single.” She whispered underneath her breath for only you to hear which caused you to smile. “So be nice.”

You playfully rolled your eyes before you paid attention to Broderick. He was attractive, that was for sure. His skin was a dark and rich melanin - so smooth that you were very tempted to touch it. His hair was shortly trimmed with the sides faded. Your eyes fell to his beard that was thick and healthy and you hated yourself for fantasising about how it would feel against the skin of your thighs.

“Nice to meet you.” You reached your hand forward.

He grinned and his teeth were so bright, you couldn’t help but be impressed at the upkeep. When his hand shook yours, the grip made you focus on how large his palm was. Granted that they would be because of his tall stature. The physical attraction to Broderick was instant but it took you for a spin and you liked it.

“Nice to meet you too.” He replied, his hand was still in yours and the fact he hadn’t let go spread warmth up the track of your spine.

Yeah, tonight was going to be good.

As much as you were engaging with everyone and enjoying the atmosphere, your attention kept getting called back to Broderick. As a divorce lawyer, he had many entertaining stories about his clients and hearing his laughs made your stomach flatter. It had been such a long time since another man had made you feel the way that you were feeling now.

It was such a refreshing welcome.

He was sitting opposite you but the both of you were leaning into each other with your elbows on the table. It was bad decorum but it was the only way you could hear Broderick above the loud chatter of your group of your friends. That was what you were telling yourself anyway.

“So Miss YN, tell me. Are you single?” He asked.

The giggle that left your lips couldn’t be stopped as you dropped your eye contact. However, you lifted your head and met his eyes yet again.

“It’s complicated.”

Broderick raised his eyebrow and then licked his bottom lip. “Like how complicated?”

“Like I’m untangling myself and trying to move on, type of complicated.”

“Hmmm.” He seemed to contemplate what you had said and it made you a little nervous. You were finally putting yourself out there and you kind of needed this. You like Broderick and even if it did not last more than tonight, it didn’t matter, you were just up for some fun.

“Is it too complicated that you can’t go for dinner with me one on one?”

You bit your lip to stop yourself from grinning. “No, not at all.”

“Good.”

Feeling giddy, you chewed on your bottom lip and your bashful behaviour made him chuckle. Without a moment’s breath , the two of you went back into your regular conversation. So lost in your joy, you failed to notice the commotion by the door. Despite all the fangirling and the flashing of the cameras, you were more focused on your waiter refilling your glass of chardonnay.

Then you heard his name being yelled out. By Broderick of all people.

The spit dried in your throat and your heart stopped beating. Your eyes widened in surprise as you reached for you glass of wine and downed half of your drink. You tried to mask your reaction and you prayed that nobody had seen you. Outside of your female friends, the rest of your group were not aware of your tumultuous situationship with Lewis. It did not help that the way they were looking at you was causing you to internally panic.

Then you watched as Broderick got up from his chair and walked over to Lewis, greeting him with a wide hug, like long lost brothers.

What. The. Fuck.?! How in the hell did they know each other?! The questions ran frantically in your mind but all it did was bring tension to your temples. From the corner of your eye, you watched as the two of them hugged and then began to enthusiastically speak to each other.

You met Ashley’s eyes and she mouthed to you “What the fuck!” but you just shrugged your shoulders.

“Excuse me.” You called out to the waitress for your table. She stopped and paid attention to you.

“What can I get for you?”

“Can I please have a couple shots of tequila please?”

“Sure! I’ll get those for you.”

“Thank you.”

You could hear your heart pounding as you watched the two men return back to the table and Lewis’s eyes fell on you immediately. His blonde blonde braids were falling freely but they did nothing to hide his beauty and the look of adoration in toffee brown eyes. He was dressed in all black. Some pants and a linen button down shirt underneath his baggy denim jacket. Always the sucker for monochrome but he always made it look good.

Your eyes followed him as everyone welcomed him to the table, your friends keeping it cordial - which was a surprise to you - Ashley and Brandy especially being the top people telling you how much of an asshole Lewis was, were all smiles and kisses on the cheeks. It was all for the hospitality but you knew it was all for show. You hoped that it was.

When it came to you, Lewis did not hesitate to take the empty seat that was beside her. You took a deep breath as your eyes met and a small smile of longing and upon instinct, his hand fell on your lap. Your breath hitched in your throat as the light squeeze of your flesh alerted to you that he had no intention of drawing his hand away.

The familiarity of his warmth made it hard for you to push his hand away. The emotions you had been trying to bury were crawling to the surface. After four months of not seeing each other, seeing his eyes staring down at you hindered all of the effort that you had made.

“Angel..” He whispered your nickname. Your eyebrows furrowed as you willed yourself not to cry. It felt like it had been an eternity since you had heard that nickname. Like it had been for so many days and nights, the name ‘daddy’ laced your lips. But you had to swallow that will.

“Lewis.” You whispered his name and gave him a small smile in return. You hated just how fast your heart was beating being in his presence.

“You look beautiful.” He complimented you which made you smile. Hearing that from him always brought a smile to your face.

“Thank you. You look handsome yourself.” You politely replied. You were slipping into the black hole that was Lewis. You reached for your tequila shot and threw it down your throat quickly in hopes that the alcoholic burn would snap you back to your senses.

Well that was much easier said than done when Lewis completely hijacked most of the attention of the group. Sure, everyone was off in their own clutters but Lewis was the centre of attention. And you were handling it all pretty well on the outside considering just how much you were internally panicking due to the fact that his hand was still on your lap and was progressively inching up higher and higher.

“Can you please move your hand from my lap please?” You leaned towards him to whisper into his ear. Lewis chuckled softly.

“Why would I want to do that?”

“Because we haven’t spoken to each other in four months and the first thing you do when we see each other is just touch me like nothing ever happened.” You gritted through your closed teeth.

“If you didn’t want me to touch you, you wouldn’t have let me. Be honest with yourself Angel.” You took a deep sigh knowing that there would be no retort as he was right. His touch always made you feel the safest and you would never fight him on that.

“Well it’s inappropriate because we’re in public and amongst our peers.”

“Hmm, is it?” I remember a time where we were dry humping in public and you would have rode my dick in the middle of the club if I had asked you to. Now if it’s just my fingers that you’re worried about?”

He raised his eyebrow, licking his bottom lip as his fingers traced your panty line.

“If I remember correctly we ended things we don’t want the same things.”

“I thought I didn’t -.”

“No!” You quickly interjected “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say. Don’t fuck with my head like that.”

“I wanted you Angel. I still want you.”

“But not in the way that I need right?” You scoffed as you reached for your wine glass and sipped on the beverage a little. Lewis cleared his throat as he leaned back into his chair and turned so that his lips were even closer to your ear.

“You think Broderick is going to give you what you need?” At the mention of the other man’s name you gasped - mostly due to Lewis having moved your thongs to the side and slid a finger into your cunt. You quickly covered your gasp with a slight cough.

“Yeah I see how he’s looking at you. How’s been looking at you the whole night - he thinks he has a chance with you huh? But you think he’s going to fuck you like me Angel? You think he’s going to make you cum so hard that you lose your senses? Tell me.” His words were so softly spoken as he thrusted his fingers. Subtle enough to not cause a scene but with just the amount of pressure that had you creaming all over his fingers.

You were trying so hard to control your breathing so as to not give away what was going on beneath the table cloth.

However it was too late for cover ups. From across the table on the opposite end, Ashley and your other friend, Brandy were giving you a knowing look. Abruptly, you shoved Lewis’s hand away from you and then stood up, adjusting your dress.

Broderick tore his eyes from the friend that he had been talking to and looked at you with a worrisome expression.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Yes! I just need to go to the ladies.” You paced away from the table and you tried to ignore Lewis’s burning glare at the back of your head as you walked away.

You burst through the door of the bathroom and threw your purse onto the counter.

You were so fucked!

The assault of feelings on your mind was absolutely not needed. You had gone from being certain that you were ready to move on from Lewis to going right back to square one with just one look and a few touches.

“God, you’re fucking pathetic!“ You scolded yourself. You closed your eyes and took deep breaths to help calm yourself. The bathroom door quickly burst open before being shut. You lifted your head and met his dark eyes through the mirror as he was leaning against the door.

“What do you want?”

“We need to talk.”

“No we don’t, I’ve said all that I needed to say to you.”

“Then can you just listen to me?”

“So you can tell me that I wasted my time with you? No thanks!”

“If you actually stopped talking and listened to me -.”

“What are you even doing here?!”

“I can’t have dinner now because we happened to be in the same building?”

“You could have sat at a different table yet you came to ours and I know that you did it to fuck with me!“

“I was intending just to talk to you but then Broderick welcomed me to your table, I couldn’t be rude.”

You narrowed your eyes at him because you knew that wasn’t the truth. You had now turned your back to the mirror and used the counter for support.

“The last time I tried to talk to you, it didn’t go down so well.”

“Because you were just trying to fuck when you had a fucking girlfriend!”

“She was PR! I told you that!”

“It didn’t fucking matter Lewis!” You exclaimed. “All I was, all I ever was, was just a plaything to you. That you could call whenever you felt like getting your dick wet!” You were so frustrated that you almost wanted to pull your hair out. You stared at each other in silence with nothing but your breathing being the only audio but you stayed leaning your back against the counter. Lewis approached you as he spoke.

“I won’t lie to you and say that I don’t love having sex with you Angel. I love it because of all the feelings that come with it. From the very first day, I knew what our connection was so I only offered sex because that’s all i could afford to give you without facing the reality that what we have is deeper than that.”

“Stop saying things I wanna hear. You’re only saying this because you want to have access to me.”

“I’m saying it because it’s true. I’m saying it because I fucking miss you! It’s not even about the sex. I miss the companionship you offered, the ability you had just to see me and not the celebrity. For some fucking reason you wanted all of me and accepted me without judgement.”

“What are you saying?” You whispered as tears welled up in your eyes as you felt his hands touch at your waist and try to pull you in but you placed your hands on your chest. The fabric of his shirt was scrunched up beneath your fingers.

“I’m saying that I want it all. I want everything that comes with being with you.” he mumbled as he tried to look into your eyes but your head was facing down. The gravity of his words wrapped around your heart and began to squeeze. In complete disbelief, you shook your head. You didn’t want to believe it - after waiting for so long to hear these words from him, now that they had come, it felt surreal.

And that made you angry.

Why did it always take the person leaving for their partner to realise their worth? Lewis hated commitment and you knew that but the deepest part of you hoped that you’d be the one for him. And now he was telling you and you didn’t want to believe it.

Lewis cradled your cheeks and forced you to look into his eyes and you hated just how much sincerity you could see in his eyes. The feel of his fingers on your skin left a trail of flames in their wake. His thumb rubbed on your bottom lip, parting them softly before he brought his lips closer to yours.

“I hate you.” You confessed. It was the biggest lie but your feelings were too jumbled up and it was all his fault. Your breaths mingled, tempting you to close that small gap in between you. Lewis stopped the words from coming out of your mouth again by covering your lips with his. You moaned softly as you finally got to taste him again. His tongue lunged into your mouth, drinking all of you. He wasted no time as he lifted you up and set you down on the counter and pushed through your parted legs. His hands moved from your waist to your thighs and pushed the hem of your dress up to your hips. You gasped as you felt Lewis fiddle with your thongs and slide a finger into your cunt.

Everything was rushed but it was electrifying. You wanted to tear at his clothes but a faint part of your clouded mind was acutely aware of your location. You tugged at his belt, frantically trying to take it off as his fingers pressed on your g-spot, bringing you closer to climax.

When your hand finally got through his boxers and grabbed his hardness into your palm, you groaned. The urgency increased as you pushed his pants down just enough to free him. Lewis tugged you closer and rubbed the tip of his dick against your opening. You gasped as he thrusted his hips forward, swiftly sliding into you.

“Fuck.” He groaned softly, his words brushing your lips.

“I hate you!” You hissed as he pulled back on your throat. His chuckle sounded so delicious with his lips close to your ear.

“You may hate me but you love fucking me, don’t you Angel.” His hips were thrusting hard and fast and you were struggling for air with his grip around your neck. You gasped as your knuckles tightened on their hold of the counter.

“You love fucking me back.” He growled, biting on his lip. He leaned backwards as he watched you meet his pounds, stride for stride. The way you creamed all over his dick was a contradiction to your spoken words. You may hate him but your pussy loves him and he’ll take that.

Like he was reading your mind, he hooked your legs into his arms and pounded into you harder and faster as he could. Your eyes widened and the ferocity of his thrusts which caused your body to rattle and nearly slip off the counter. You buried your face into the crook of his neck in hopes to silence yourself but you ended up sinking your teeth into the flesh of his neck. You drank in the urgency of his thrusts, your walls sucking him in and threatening to drown his cock.

“You’re so fucking wet. Always wanting to drench my dick in your cum don’t you Angel?’ He groaned as he placed kisses on your shoulder.

“Lewis!” You moaned as he pressed on your g-spot. You felt his fingers weave through your hair and tug your head away from his neck. He held your chin beneath his fingers and forced you to look into his dark eyes.

“Nothing has changed, baby. You know what to call me when I’m deep inside this pussy.”

“Daddy!” You gasped as he fucked you harder, the pressure mounting up at the pit of your stomach. Your eyes began to roll to the back of your head as your pussy tightened around him. Your breathing became erratic the more he fucked you into oblivion and forced your orgasm to the forefront. His hand that was still in your hair pulled on the strands as his thrusts became staggered.

“If you don’t stop squeezing me like that, I’m not gonna be able to pull out.” He hissed as the drag of your walls along his length threatened his restraint. You nibbled his jawline, letting your teeth graze his skin slightly.

“Please cum with me.” You whimpered as you let your legs fall to his waist and then wrap around him, trapping him in between your legs. Lewis grunted against your mouth before capturing your lips into a heated kiss as his thrusts became sloppy. The two of you moaned as your climaxes melted into each other and filled you up.

Lewis didn’t move from in between your legs as your breathing slowed down. His hands came to your cheeks, caressing your skin and moving your hair out of the way as he admired you.

“Come back to mine with me.” He whispered. You sighed as you dropped your legs away from his body and sat up straight. He moved away from you a bit but he fixed your thongs and let his fingers tease you once again which caused you to jerk and give you a mean glare.

“I can’t. I promised my girls a night with them and you’re already ruining it.” You scolded him which caused him to chuckle.

“But if Broderick asked you to leave with him, would you have said yes?” He quirked his eyebrow.

“So what if I did?” You sassed. “I’m not your girlfriend remember?”

“Yet.” You blushed at his declaration. “You have my cum dripping out of you right now so this little attitude you’re trying to give me won’t work.”

“I still can’t come home with you.” You pushed his body away from yours as you hopped down from the counter and began to fix your appearance. You looked at the bite mark on your shoulder. It was faint but you still made sure that it was covered by your long locs before moving to clean your makeup and re-apply your lip-gloss. Lewis pressed his body against yours and a soft gasp left you when you felt the hardness of his print on the curve of your ass.

“How are you still hard?” His hand wrapped around your throat before softly tilting your head to the side so that your neck was exposed to his lips. Your eyes flattered close as his lips left kisses on your skin, the way his tongue tickled your nerves making you to be aroused yet again.

“Because I’m not done with you just.” He mumbled into your ear before moving his other arm to be secured around your waist. “A quickie in a bathroom is not enough to feed me what I’ve been craving for months.”

“And what’s that?”

“I want to explore every inch of you like the very first time. I want you screaming my name so loud I want my neighbours wondering what the fuck is going on. I want you bound and completely helpless at my mercy. All your little tantrums have been piling up and you’re in need of a punishment and it’s due very soon.”

Lewis left you in the bathroom with your legs buckling at the knees and you stayed in there for a few more minutes before you finally collected yourself and walked out of the bathroom and strutted back to your table. The boys were around Lewis shaking their hands as he was saying their goodbyes and as you sat down at your chair that had Ashley and Brandy beside it. Your ears perked up when you heard Lewis speak up.

“Why are you leaving so soon? You barely ate and the night had barely started.”

“I’m just not feeling it tonight but I’ll hit you guys up later.” His eyes briefly scanned over you which sent a wave of flush down your spine. You turned away from him and you were met with the all knowing stares riddled with slight judgement from your friends.

“What happened to it’s over between us. I won’t ever go back to him.” Brandy mocked your voice which caused you to groan and hide your face in your hands. You couldn’t even explain your actions to your closest friends, let alone yourself. Whenever you were around Lewis, it was always action and then you thought about the things you did later.

“Guys please. I’m just trying to figure this shit out myself. I really don’t know what I’m doing.” You whispered.

“Well one thing is for certain, that man is not letting you go and it seems like you don’t want to be let go either.”

–

The group did not stay at the restaurant for long and decided to travel to one of the guy’s, Teddy’s mansion as he had the best space and the best booze. It did not take long for your small gathering to turn into an impromptu party as more and more people were invited. As much as you were enjoying yourself and the time that you were spending with your friends, your mind kept drifting back to Lewis. Each time that you crossed your legs, you could still him in between your thighs stretching and filling you up.

The more you thought about him, the more champagne you drank to try and ignore the bubbling of feelings inside of you. As much as you tried to just focus on the physicality of your relationship, you knew that there was more to it. Lewis pretty much confirmed it to you in the bathroom and a part of you wanted to be petty and deny him but why would you when you were finally getting what you wanted.

You were sitting by the pool on the sun bed as you took the time to sit and reflect on everything that had transpired. Your feelings for Lewis were like waves crashing into the shore of your ocean over and over again, only taking a break to retreat before coming back full force. There was never truly a break and it suffocated you but you loved the way it made you feel. To be fully immersed in those feelings is what pushed you into wanting more of your connection with Lewis.

Everything about your bond was passion in its rawest form. An intertwining so rare, especially in the times you were in, amongst the people you lived and worked with. You cherished that tremendously and that was why it was so hard for you to let go of Lewis and just move on from him.

“YN.” You heard your name and you lifted your head up and saw Broderick approaching you. You gave him a smile as he came to sit beside you.

“You okay out here? You’ve been in your own bubble lately.” He commented.

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things that just came onto me all at once.”

“Has that got anything to do with Lewis spontaneously showing up at dinner tonight?”

“Broderick.” You sat up straight and looked at him with a solemn expression on your face.

“Is he your complication?” He questioned you. Your shoulders dropped and you looked at your fingers, fiddling with them. “It’s okay if he is.”

You sighed softly, chewing on your bottom lip as you shifted your gaze away from him. You nodded your head in agreement. “It started over a year ago and everything was intense from the beginning. But such is life when your heart decides to fall for someone like him.”

“I can understand why you did. I’ve known Lewis for a while and this is the first time in a long time, I’ve seen him hung up over anybody.”

“How do you know Lewis by the way?”

“When he first moved out to the city, I bumped into one of his close friends Daniel and we just sparked a friendship of sort, I guess.” He shrugged his shoulders before a short silence blanketed you. “I should have known that he was the complication. You looked uncomfortable when he showed up and then the two of you disappeared for ages with him leaving right after.”

Heat warmed your cheeks as the memory of Lewis fucking you on that counter flashed in your mind. “I wasn’t expecting him to be there and at that point I had been trying to move on from him but that is easier said than done.”

“You know in good conscience, I can’t take you to dinner anymore right?”

“Why not?”

“I saw the way he looked at you and you him. I don’t want to come in between that.”

“Ugh, why can’t you be a bad guy and just compete?”

“Because I would never truly win would I? I would just be a distraction.”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever.” You mumbled to yourself which caused the both of you to laugh.

“If you think it’s worth it, then give yourself the chance to explore what it could be.”

“What if it blows up in my face?”

“What if it doesn’t?”

Broderick parted ways with you by placing a kiss on your cheek and promising to stay friends. You could have screamed because an opportunity to move on had been closed but Broderick was right. Lewis had an unmatched hold over you and fighting that was a useless battle. There was no denying it anymore, especially to yourself - you wanted Lewis and he wanted you.

Like kismet, your phone began to vibrate, indicating that you were receiving a call. You took your phone out of your bag and saw Lewis’s contact ID flashing across your screen. You sighed as you picked up after the fourth ring.

“What?”

“Angel.” He groaned softly. You sat up straight, immediately knowing what the tone of his voice meant.

“Lewis…”

“I can’t stop thinking about you sweetheart. I keep thinking about you bouncing up and down on my dick. But the way you felt around my cock tonight, fuck Angel, I need you so much.”

You could hear the faint sound of his hand stroking his cock and your legs clenched at the visual.

“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?”

“All I kept thinking about how beautiful you looked in that dress and how much I wanted to fuck you in front of everyone. Let them know that you’re mine.”

“You’re so shameless.”

“When it comes to you, I lose all my senses.” Lewis confessed. “I just want to feel you coming all over my cock.”

You chewed on your bottom lip the more he spoke but you could feel the heaviness of his need. He was whimpering to you, asking for you and begging for you. As much as you tried to ignore him, he was all you felt.

“I don’t want to come without you baby. I wanna cum all over you.” He groaned. Your eyes closed as you listened to him pleasure himself. Lewis was pulling out all the stops to make sure that you ended up back at his place. He was masturbating on the phone to you and you were losing all of your composure, He groaned in your ear once more you stood up and began to pace.

“Talk to me baby, let me hear your voice.”

“Lewis…”

“Where are you right now?”

“I’m outside by the pool at Teddy’s place.”

“Good. I want you to hear me cum Angel.” Lewis had always been vocal and that was one thing that you had always loved about him. Hearing him whimper your name as he fucked his fist was the ultimate fantasy. You could feel yourself creaming and you were so turned on that the fabric of your dress brushing against your nipples sent shivers down your spine.

“Fuck I’m coming, I’m coming!” He growled as he reached his release. You were panting yourself as Lewis regulated his breathing. Your thighs were clenched but you were rubbing them together to offer some relief to yourself. You were panting in reflection of his actions and fuck you needed him. You needed him bad!

In the haze of your lust you asked him. “Where are you?”

“I’m at my place.”

“Leave the door open.”

You ended the call and rushed back into the house and grabbed all of your belongings. You knew that your friends were watching you but you didn’t care. You didn’t need to explain anything to them, they knew exactly where you were going and if they had any questions, you’d answer them later.

Skipping calling your driver, you called for an uber and luckily for you, Lewis only lived about ten minutes away and the minute the car stopped, you hopped out and rushed to the door. Even though he kept the front gate open, you scanned your fingerprint by the pad near the door and it immediately opened for you. The hallway was dimly lit but you could find your way. This place was like a second home to you for a long time and its layout was still engraved in your brain.

Finding your way through the living room and towards the kitchen where most of the light came from and you found him standing there, draped in nothing but a Versace gown. You’d seen him in far less but this still managed to take your breath away. You dropped your handbag on the counter and before you could barely move an inch, he picked you up in his arms. You moaned into his mouth as you wrapped your legs around his neck and waist. The feel of his hardness against the inside of your thigh made you cream even more, your yearning for him knew no bounds.

“I missed you.” He mumbled in between kisses as he made his way towards his bedroom.

“I missed you too.”

It wasn’t long before he was throwing you on the bed and tearing your dress away from your body. His touch was heavy with need and you fed into that, wanting more of it. Your thongs were damp with your essence as he dragged them down your legs. He groaned as your pussy came into view, still puffy from his onslaught on you earlier.

“You always look so good to eat.” He mumbled as he pushed his fingers inside of you. You gasped as your knees buckled because of how accurate he touched your spot like the two of you were not apart for months. You reached forward as you grabbed his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Your tongue seeked out his as his fingers kept moving inside of you.

“Fuucckk.” You whispered as he cupped your face as he applied more pressure.

“I want you so bad. I can’t believe I almost lost you.” He kissed his words into your skin as he shifted his body so that he was in between your legs and the first contact of his tongue on your clit had you arching off the bed. And the more he licked, the more out of breath you became. He inhaled you like it was his last breath and you were the giver of his life. Your body tensed up as he moved his tongue from your clit and replaced his fingers with it. He slipped it inside of you, pulled it out and circled your clit over and over again until you were crying.

As you came into his mouth, he grunted into your cunt as he pushed your legs down further as he licked you clean. You pulled at the sheets as he re-introduced his fingers and paid attention to your clit. You screamed as your second orgasm melted into your first one.

“Daddy oh my god!” You whimpered as you began to feel overwhelmed by the pressure building up inside of you. He pulled his mouth away and slapped your pussy until you were jerking backwards but he kept you in place and made you crave for it more. But just as you were feeling yourself about to cum, he pulled away from you. You whined at the loss of contact but as Lewis flipped you onto your stomach and positioned you on your knees, you knew what you were in for.

He moved your locs to the side and sucked on your skin before he parted your legs and positioned himself in between them. You could feel his tip brushing against your swollen clit and you pushed back against him, tempting him to push inside but he kept you at a hair’s length.

“Please Daddy, I need it. I need you.” You begged as you pussy wept. You knew that his holding back was some form of punishment for the attitude you gave him but you knew that he needed you just as much as you needed him but he was always the better one at hiding that. You wore your jealousy and possession on your sleeves and if that made you a bad person then so be it.

As long as you got Lewis.

“Promise to be mine.” He whispered as he held your waist as he led himself into you, only pushing in the tip. You whimpered wanting to cry for more but as much as you wanted to rush him, you loved the way he played with you just as much.

“Baby.”

“Promise me.”

“I’m yours.” You admitted. “I’ve been yours.” As the words left your mouth, he slid into you. You cried softly. “I’m yours.”

“And I’m yours.” He groaned as your walls tightened up around him. “Since that night, I’ve been yours.”

At his words, you pushed yourself, forcing him deep inside of you. The both of you shuddered before letting out a moan as he began to work his hips. As much as he wanted to fuck you into the bed, he pulled you to his chest and bent down to bring his face down close to yours before placing a kiss on your jawline and then your lips.

“You mean that?”

“Let me show you.” With kisses along your neck as he moved his hips at a steady pace, making you melt into his body, like you were infusing into one. He held you down as he began to thrust his hips faster and with how sensitive you were already, it did not take long before your orgasm was being brought to the surface.

Your fingers dug into his skin as his thrusts rattled your body. The slapping of your skin echoed in the room as sweat glistened your body. This was probably the hardest Lewis has ever fucked you and you fucking loved it. He didn’t care that your makeup was ruining his sheets as he pushed your face into the mattress. He didn’t care that your screams were being carried by the wind out into the air. He just loved the way you felt beneath him.

He rolled you onto your back before placing your leg on his shoulder as he sunk down into you. As always. He was much deeper this way and you felt everything. One hand was on your neck as the other held down your leg giving you no space to move but to just take all of him. You clawed at his body as your senses shot into overdrive.

“Daddy, wait! I can’t — I can’t take it.” You whimpered as tears trailed down your face and soaked the sheets beneath you.

“You can Angel, you can take all of me. So good for me. My good girl.”

“Please —.”

“Ssshhh Angel, you’re fucking brilliant. Taking me like this, like you always do.”

“Look at me baby.”

Your eyes opened as you looked into his eyes. You could feel the tip of his dick brushing against your spot over and over again and it left you trembling.

“You coming for me baby?”

You eagerly nodded your head as your walls clamped up tight around him and refused to let go as you came. He captured your lips once more as his thrusts become sloppy and sloppier before he was groaning into your mouth as he flooded you with his come until he buried his face in your neck and slumped his body into yours.

You hugged him and the smile on your face could not be stopped. You were in his space once again and this time you were not letting go of him now. He was yours to keep.

“I know you think I’m all words but I promise I mean it. As long as you’re willing to try, I’m ready to do it all with you.”

“As long as you’re all in then I’m all in.”

“I’m all in baby. You’re worth it.”

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Can you tell I didn’t know how to end this lol [ Because this would have gone on for longer ]

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bayernteen · 2 months

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I’m shocked, but I’m not surprised. 🙁

I have no words when I read the verdict earlier today. And to be honest with you, this investigation has disappointed me on so many levels. I don’t have an issue with Red Bull winning all the time, nor the drivers. The only issue I have is definitely the team principal himself. (In order to avoid being cooked on social media I have decided not to say his name.) This is not the first time that we have seen him do this before. As a Formula 1 fan who has followed the sport since 2020, I knew something was odd (sus 😐) with RB, especially with the team boss. He has said mean words about Nicholas Latifi after the 2021 finale, he has said mean words about Mercedes and Lewis Hamilton, and like Helmut Marko who said racist words about Sergio Perez, both of them will never get caught when it comes to politics in F1. This just shows the amount of racism and sexism as the major issue in RB. And don’t forget the issue when it comes to second drivers in comparison to Max.

But you know what the worst part about this is? It’s the fact that the parent company from Austria will never let him go. They literally did this as a formality, and there could be a hint of blackmail, but I will not get into that either. But with the female employee showing 100 pages of evidence, and the company stating that there is zero evidence in this investigation, has definitely made my blood boil. This is an example of poor treatment by the team, especially for women working there. This is contrasting to Susie Wolff when the FIA decided to open an investigation against her for her position at F1 Academy (managing director) with ZERO evidence and then deciding to drop the investigation, and it really shows the disappointment I have for the FIA. Therefore, if you are a female RB supporter regardless of which driver you support, you know this is bad for the world of motorsport.

So I wanna send a message to all the women in motorsport, and to all the female F1 fans out there. The reason why I always say ‘Representation matters’, is the mere fact that F1 is NOT a safe space for women. With Mercedes, they are trying their best to bring women in the workplace, but when it comes to RB, it’s always a disaster. Even when the team boss is caught, they don’t care. They just let it go, which is really disappointing even when working with the FIA. I hope and pray that the female employee is alright at the moment, and is supported by her family and female fans around the world. Please just remember to not ask for the name of the employee due to privacy. We all have private lives for a reason. I also hope that she can appeal this and drag this whole investigation to court.

So one important thing here is this: REPRESENTATION MATTERS!!!! And I will not stop posting female drivers when it comes to motorsport or F1 in general. I hope that this investigation is a HUGE wake up call to F1 that women in motorsport is happening now and more than ever. This is the reason why I’ll never stop supporting Mercedes and I want to applaud them for all the hard work and dedication in bringing diversity to motorsport. I hope that they keep this going, and especially for Lewis Hamilton to bring it to Ferrari.

Lastly, to all the women and F1 girls who are reading this and have followed the investigation, you are not alone. This has been a very difficult time for us in the sport, and no matter what happens this season, we are in this together till the very end. Thank you so much for all the support so far, and just remember:

You are not alone, and representation matters! ✨

Take care! 😊

#formula one #f1 2024 #christian horner #anti christian horner #anti rbr

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bwoahtastic · 10 months

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some more brief(ish) thoughts about small fem nico (and the men who adore her) because I am fully obsessed with her:

- nico is a total daddy’s girl, but not in a spoiled brat way. keke loves her so much, she is his tiny little angel baby and he will do anything to make her happy. he was incredibly proud of her when she demanded her independence, because he knew that she was taking her life into her own hands, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying constantly. after all, he knows better than anyone what f1 is like and how tough it can be for women, and doesn’t want nico to struggle.

- nico has tiny little feet that jenson absolutely adores. he has never been into feet before, but whenever nico complains about her feet hurting, whether it’s after a night out or after a race in which the brakes on her car pressed uncomfortably, jenson always ends up giving her a foot massage. he loves how her toenails are always painted in the same minty green/blue as her racing boots and gloves, and how she just melts when he digs his thumb into the arch of her foot. nico loves playing footsie, and when they’re out at dinner, even if it’s a grid dinner with all of the other drivers, nico will slip off her shoes and stroke her feet up jenson’s leg. jenson doesn’t mind when they’re alone, but when everyone else is there he has to work so hard not to show how much it’s affecting him.

- nico has stolen clothing from absolutely everyone that she cares about. she has shirts and racing suits that she stole from her dad when she was younger and would play dress up as a formula one world champion, shirts from lewis when they were holidaying as teenagers and she spent too long in the sun so he gave her his t-shirt to put over her swimsuit and prevent more sunburn (nico said she would give it back but never did), jumpers from mark in her first year when he would throw them at her for shivering so violently in the garage (again she said she would give them back but never did and mark never had the heart to ask for them back, especially as it always annoyed jenson when he saw nico in mark’s clothing), even a spare shirt of toto’s, monogram and all, that nico grabbed from the motorhome after getting oil on her own shirt.

- jenson is her favorite victim, however. he always has warm, soft sweaters and coats that envelope her so perfectly, and jenson even leaves little handwarmers in the pockets for when nico gets cold (sometimes she pouts up at him that they're not warm enough so that jenson will hold her hands in his to warm them up). she loves his ratty old t-shirts, and likes wearing them to sleep, although she always teases him that he’s old because the shirts have band names and logos for things that were popular when nico was still a kid. the sexiest nico has ever felt was whilst wearing one of jenson’s crisp white shirts with absolutely nothing else on. she also steals his fireproofs, and their relationship is almost revealed to everyone when she accidentally puts on his fireproof instead of her own before a race.

- you would think that jenson would never get confused between his clothes and nico’s, because hers are so much smaller and there is genuinely no way for it to fit him, but it has happened. jenson is very into triathlons, and has even got nico into them, so they both have wetsuits for the swim. nico is away or sleeping in when jenson leaves for a charity triathlon, grabbing what he thinks is his wetsuit in the process. it’s only when he gets to the startline and tries to fit into what is barely bigger than a child’s wetsuit that he realises he’s grabbed nico’s instead. the photo that jenson’s trainer takes of him, tripping over after having squeezed one leg into the wetsuit, is his profile picture on nico’s phone for six months afterwards.

- toto absolutely adores nico. the first time he meets her at a dtm party he genuinely thinks she’s someone’s teenage daughter, only to realise that she drives for the team that he wants to buy. he laughs her off when she demands that he let her take her Williams race engineer over to Mercedes, and is both shocked and kind of impressed when she stands by it, saying that she wants her engineer back. he’s so proud of her when she wins Monaco for the first time at his first ever race with mercedes, and so impressed when she drinks more than twice her own weight in champagne as a celebration for it.

- toto is more than a foot taller than nico, and they look hilarious stood next to each other. when she’s excited, nico will literally jump on toto to hug him, and he always catches her, swinging her round. when she’s annoyed, nico hates having to crane her neck to look up at him, and instead goes to get a chair to stand on so she’s at eye level, because if she’s going to have an argument, she’s going to do it looking him in the eye.

PLS SMALL FEM NICO IS A FEISTY LITTLE KITTEN SND I AM IN LOVE WITH HER

Nico SO would be a daddy's girl! A little spoiled but still very independant too cos thats important to her. Keke would adore his sweet daughter (he knows she can be a handful tho) and he is ofc a little hesitant when she demands independence but he understands it too! For sure when she is home she gets fussed over a ton tho lol. He alwsys asks her to text after races to make sure she is okay!

Nico's tiny lil feet would be so cute to jenson (really any part of her is)! Nico always complains her feet hurt and Jenson massages them for her cos they are so pretty and she hums so contentedly. And pls Nico with her pretty mint green painted toes and her habit of playing footsie just to annoy jenson kskeks she is a legend and an icon! Jenson gets a little flustered then which Nico loves!

Sksks Mark calling Nico a little gremlin cos she keeps stealing clothes from everyone! She has sweaters and racesuits from her dad (pls nico being homesick and wearing her dad's racesuit while curled up on the sofa 🥺 and she has tshirts from Lewis thst she kept all those years although she doesn't wear them anymore... She for sure wears Mark's sweaters a lot but jenson's are her favorite! They are all soft and old and just smell like jenson which soothes her🥺 (and nngg her in one of his dress shirts would be so sexy!!) And toto's shirt! He would be so soft seeing her with it on

Sjdjss jenson by accident taking Nico's tiny wetsuits and Nico has a muscle ache from laughing after seeing a picture of Jenson trying to get it on lmaooo!

Toto would be so fond of this stubborn little girl! She is demanding and knows what she wants and needs and doesn't back down for him! Pls her standing on a chair to be at eye level telling him he will ot win just looming over her, she wants a fair fight! Hut he loves her too, that's his girl okay! She will hug him so tight when she is happy and wins and he twirls her around! Also smthn happening and he just holds her, lets her hide away in his chest snd she feels so tiny and frail then, and Toto never wants to see her like that again!

#asks #rule63 verse #small fem nico

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fire-on-thirst · 4 months

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Two Omegas and A Significant Other Kind Of Love

Charles Leclerc/Lando Norris

Main Tags: Alpha/Omega Dynamics, Omega/Omega, Coming Out, Secret Relationship

Summary: Lando and Charles. Two Omegas. Two Omegas who are married. Secretly of course as there would be a uproar if they ever came out however Charles wants to. Charles wants to kiss his husband whenever he wants, hold hands out in the street. He wants that all but it's just Lando that he has to convince.

What For? This was written for @racingorange for the @f1-fic-secret-santa collection on A03…

Actual Part of Story:

Love. Love can be described as an intense feeling of deep affection for somebody or something. It can be one of the most incredible things and feelings in the world when you manage to find it with the right person however, at the same time it can be one of the worst and most painful if you give your love to the wrong person. Love can come in different forms and you have different types of love too depending on who the other person is to you. You have the love that you give to close family members. The love that you give to friends (although this can vary and some friends could probably be classed under the love that you give to family members). Then you have the love that you give to a significant other. The last kind of love is the kind of love that most people dream of. It’s the kind of love that Lando never thought that he would have. It’s the kind of love that he had now got. Love is a spectrum and people in your life will be spread up and down that line/spectrum however not a lot of people get to put someone right at the top of that line as that is someone that you will love unconditionally. Your soulmate. Not everyone finds that especially so young yet here Lando was with his soulmate.

Love should be an amazing thing that can happily be shared with other loved ones in your life and overall just be shared with the world or be allowed out together and hold hands without horrible repercussions. It shouldn’t matter who you love, however, because of some people whose opinions shouldn’t matter, it does. That’s why Lando never thought that he would get or find the ‘significant other’ kind of love and that’s just because he’s a little bit ‘different’ to the so-called ‘normal’ people. Love between men doesn’t matter. Love between women doesn’t matter. Love between trans and non-binary people doesn’t matter. Truthfully, nobody really cares about your primary gender and therefore in that aspect it’s fine to date anyone that you want with zero hate or opinions as all anybody seems to care about is the secondary gender (alpha, beta or omega). Due to specific laws, all 3 secondary genders should be treated the same and not discriminated against however there are some stubborn old people who still look down on omegas and betas for that matter and demand that they stick to the traditional gender roles. That’s not the main problem for Lando though. The problem comes when talking about which secondary genders can or more like should date which secondary genders. For example, worldwide it’s alright for alphas to court and date omegas- well actually that is expected and beta’s dating other betas, alphas or omegas is also allowed but not preferable (more precisely betas dating alphas or omegas is not preferable) however omegas dating other omegas or alphas dating other alphas is often frowned upon. Legally they can happily date one another or even get married and adopt children however a lot of people in society frown upon this happening and therefore they are often shunned from the world so most people end up hiding that part of them. It’s safer that way.

People should just be allowed to love who they want and be able to be with them in public. That is in a perfect world though and unfortunately the world does not work that way.

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#lando norris/charles leclerc #charles leclerc/lando norris #lando norris #charles leclerc #lando/charles #charles/lando #a03 #f1 secret santa fic

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myimaginarywonderland · 2 months

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Honestly disgusted by how many of you are talking about which team you all want to succeed right now and not about the giant elephant in the room that is the entire RB situation.

Because there are so many messed up things here that have such huge consequences around the entire sport and make me feel vile when thinking about it.

First of all: The victim of whatever happened at RB should have never been made into a public meme. The fact that inappropriate behavior like this is still okay in the workplace is an absolute shame. No boss should ever hold the power he has over any subordinate employee in whatever way possible. And especially not when it comes to using a position of power to make anything close to a sexual advance.

Second of all, this should have never become public in the way it did. Not only was there too much leak which therefore severely affected the public opinion but it also should have never been talked about the way it did for all parties involved especially the victim in this situation. The way this came out and has been about anything but what actually happened because it could not be verified is so fucking horrible to any party involved. This should have been handled quietly without the publics eye.

Thirdly, should whatever happened been of a sexual behaviour, the amount of trauma that the victim has been through and has experienced because of this publicity is inexcusable. The way people have turned this situation into a joke , a meme is disgusting and shows how women are never save. It shows why so many of us don't share our experience, why so many don't talk about what happened to them because it gets turned into a fucking joke.

Not to mention the amount of tweets and reactions in support of Horner, publicly declaring relief, all coming from men, leaving yet another bad taste. Showing that it will not matter, that man will always choose to stand with some other man they know before most men will ever believe let alone side with a female victim. The amount of support for Horner without any clear guess what happened shows how men don't care about women, how it will always be skepticism. How woman have to fight to even have a voice and how to get shut down because "He would never."

And lastly the way this has been dragged into the entire fucking F1 paddock when all the victim wanted was accountability and punishment for something someone did wrong. The way this traumatic experience has been used as a fucking E-Mail to basically a male dominated field, is baffling. Should this move have come from anyone other than the victim themselves, I am beyond furious. I am enraged thinking that someone thought it was okay to use another person's traumatic experience as a public spectacle. I am beyond sick at the thought that woman all over the motorsport world now have to listen to men giving their opinion on something they will never understand, on something they can never understand. I am beyond livid at the fact that this will have caused old traumatic experience to come up again in women all in the motorsport world. I am being terrified of what safety issues some women like the victim herself probably now have to go through in order to hide what happened to them.

I am beyond disgusted that the F1 world has handled this, how RB have handled this and how once again, a traumatic experience that probably has happened to more than 70% of women, has been publicly turned into a joke in one of the most male dominated sports in history.

I am beyond angry at what dumb remark this situation will bring forward.

I am beyond ready to be disappointed when I will see multiple men in this sport I might have looked up to, probably turn out to be misogynistic and uneducated in something they would never give a second thought about.

But most importantly I am beyond exhausted that once again, the F1 paddock knows no understanding of privacy or safety.

Obviously if the message turns out to be faked some things might not stand but the fact that it puts something serious as sexual harassment as a joke just proves my point.

#f1

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landograndprix · 7 months

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I wish I had been around for the age discussion a couple of days qgo 😭😭 I feel like I'm one of the older people in f1blr (over 30) and I tend to avoid fics where the mc is so young or in uni or whatever. even with the older drivers, it's rare you come across mcs who are close in age, let alone older :/

I can relate to feeling weird about thinking lando is cute tho dmleld, since I am a decade older. but he is cute, and charming, and funny and I don't think it's weird to recognise or like those traits in an adult man. lando when he was new to f1 was a cutie pie, the kind of person I would pat on the head, but now he's grown up somewhat I think it would be infantilising if I never changed my view of him or any guy as they got older. I do still prefer guys who are closer in age to me (carlos to lewis) but I would not immediately turn lando/a guy away because of his age. I'm not like leo dicaprio, who only dates young women but I can't say I wouldn't do it if the right person came along either. I think I would need some convincing though, to make sure there wasn't a power imbalance and we both knew what our expectations etc were

I haven't been around for a few weeks so I've been catching up on mini me, mini you and ahhhh I'm excited to see the 2nd ending. I like that you chose to do it this way! I was team lando from the start but the charles girlies made some valid points..

Let me tell you girlie, I did not give 2 shits about lando before winter break and idk what happened but I got my eyes on him ever since and since a month or 3? Dude has me in a chokehold, it's insane actually– the man has a glow up and continues to glow up and I'm scared 😭 no joke, I don't really care about it anymore but like you said, being older than the average fan here is tough, and I know this discourse started because of a silly fic but it showed me enough to know that we, 👵the elderly 👵have not quite been very accepted in this fandom– time to hit the retirement home sister's, we're done for!

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andydrysdalerogers · 1 year

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Following Team Orders ~ Sao Paolo ~ Part Two

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Olivia Williams

Summary: Olivia Williams is Formula One royalty. Her father is a racing legend and all Liv wants is to be one of only six women in the world to have raced in the most elite racing division in the world. When she finally gets the chance, she has to not only take on a male dominated sport, but her past, her teammate and a life beyond the track that she was not ready for. She just has to follow team orders but what happens when one man challenges her on and off the racing line...

Word Count: 2.3K

Warnings: A-N-G-S-T!!! eventual smut, slow burn, enemies to lovers, love triangle (if you squint) misogamy, fluff, racing accidents, an asshole Steve Rogers (you'll see what i mean); parental death

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

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Wonderful news is coming out of FIA headquarters. Olivia Williams has been reinstated to drive this weekend in Sao Paolo. The inquiry into whether she violated FIA rules found no cause for disqualification. Outstanding news.

With that, Red Bull announced that Steve Rogers will also be racing in Sao Paolo. Rogers needs a win to clinch his first championship in F1. Anything else will lead to a run-off in Abu Dubai against current champion, Ransom Drysdale.

To Hugh Ransom Drysdale, there is nothing that he can’t get.

Well, except one thing.

Olivia Williams.

The one woman Ransom would keep, if he could have, five years ago. He was a rookie but a rookie that won a championship. And he let that get to his head. He fucked up harder than ever when he hooked up with that moto-ho on their anniversary.

All Ransom wanted was to get his girl back. She was perfect, even as a brunette and she would make the perfect racer’s wife. She understood the industry and while, yeah, it was hot to see her race, she would need to take her place in his garage just cheering for him. It wouldn’t take long to convincer.

As he made his way to the Mercedes garage, he heard sounds of what he thought was a cat crying. He turned the corner to see his sister sobbing in the corner. He really didn’t care about Suzanne, being half siblings due to his cheating father but he didn’t want to see her cry. “Suzy?”

“Ranny?” Suzanne stood up and wiped the tears off her face. “What are doing here?”

“I work here,” he replied, rolling his eyes but taking in her appearance. “Why the fuck are you crying?”

Suzanne looked away. “No reason. This whole time has been a waste.”

“Yeah, no shit. You were supposed to be helping me get Liv back not drive Steve away. God, you are such an idiot sometimes.” This just made Suzanne cry more, sending Ransom’s mind into hell. Fuck, why do girls cry so much. Liv never cried. At least, not in front of him. “What?”

“Just can’t believe he didn’t fall for me.” She waived a hand over her body. “Look at me, I’m hot as fuck and yet he barely touched me. Lloyd liked it.”

“Lloyd only likes sluts to use. Jesus Suzy, you let your boss fuck you?”

“Oh, fuck off Ransom.” A beep got Suzanne’s attention. She scrolled through the message. “Holy Shit!”

“What now?”

“Liv has been reinstated. But the rumor is, she had to break it off with Steve during the season since they are teammates.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Ransom pulled out his phone and reviewed his emails. There it was, clear as day that his complaint was rejected. “Fucking shit! Why can’t I just win this?” he growled. He took a breath. “Ok, well at least she broke up with Rogers. That’s something.”

“What are we going to do?” Suzy chewed her lip.

“I don’t know yet but I’m thinking. I need to get ready for practice.”

“After a good practice, Ransom found himself with time to think and walked to his boss’ office. “Lloyd, you have a minute?”

“What is it, cupcake? Coming to whine about your charges not sticking?”

Ransom rolled his eyes. “Nothing I can do about it now. But need to stop Rogers from winning that race. A back-to-back-to-back championship will bring in the money.”

“Keep talking,” as Lloyd leaned back in his chair.

“We need to find a way, something.” Ransom was grasping at straws. “What do you think?”

“I think we need to take a walk around and inspect the garage. Make sure everything is secure.” Lloyd stood up and beckoned Ransom to follow him. They walked around, observing all the security around the garage. “See, Red Bull doesn’t like to have physical security.” They glanced around. “No personnel, no cameras, no sensors.”

“We come back after qualifying. We can poke around and see what we can find.”

“Good job on deducing that, little buddy.” Lloyd patted Ransom’s head.

Qualifying is spectacular for Red Bull. Ransom watched as Liv got her second pole, with Rogers starting right behind in 2nd. He had managed to get third, which still irked him but what could he do but outrace Red Bull the next day. As the circuit cleared out for the evening, Ransom kept to the shadows, watching as Olivia walked out with Frank. Seems the rumors were true; she and Rogers had ended their relationship.

“Stop being a love sick puppy, Drysdale,” Lloyd hissed in his ear.

“Can’t help it. I want her back.”

“First, we have to get rid of the problem and then we can work on that.” Lloyd looked at the keypad to the Red Bull garage door. He keyed in the code.

“Where the fuck did you get that?”

“Barber had his phone open during the principle’s meeting. Dumb shit. He got called outside and it was just a quick check on his notes.” The door beeped and they made it inside. Luck would have it that Rogers’s car was not put into locked storage for the night. It sat in the garage, uncovered.

“Well, the car is here,” Ransom said, looking it over. “Any idea on what to do to it?”

“We need it to fire and run like normal in the beginning.” Lloyd looked around and found a screwdriver. He uncovered a panel and pulled a hose. “So, what I’m thinking is to poke a hole in the fuel line and cover it with cheap tape. It’ll fire but as the race goes on, the tape will melt and fuel will leak. If we are lucky, the entire engine blows.”

“Could that kill him?”

Lloyd shrugs and smiles. “Do you care?”

“Not really.” Ransom gave him a devious smile. “I was practicing my fake concern. We should make sure we wipe down the car for prints.”

“Finally, you’re thinking with your brain instead of your dick. Good job, little buddy.”

“Anyone ever tell you, you’re an asshole?”

“All the time.”

“What I don’t understand is why Steve is avoiding me. And why Andy took my phone. Frank, please, tell me what’s going on?” A tear slipped from her eye as she stared at her best friend. Frank was driving Olivia to a villa that Red Bull had set her up in. “What do you know? Is Steve… Is he leaving me?”

“No!” Frank knew this would be rough on her but didn’t realize how rough. “Liv, I promise, its gonna be ok.”

“Is that why you put me in a private house away from the hotels? So that I could lose my shit all by myself as soon as receive the message that he dumped me?”

“For the love of god Livie, shut up!” Frank rarely snapped at her so this immediately caused her to close her mouth. “The team put you out here as a precaution. The rumors going around could cause issues.”

“Rumors?” Olivia hadn’t heard anything. Could be because the team ignored her for the most part. It was something that had hurt her chest. She knew that she would bear the brunt of the pain for Steve almost missing the race, but she didn’t think it was this bad. Now there were rumors.

“Yeah Liv, rumors. Now, go to the deck and grab a beer. I’ll be right back.” He pointed to the glass door that had fairy lights peeking through.

She sighed and just did what she was told. She thought about the flight to Brazil. She and Steve were on different flights, and she arrived a full day behind him. And since she arrived, she hadn’t seen him. She missed him, her cuddle bug...no...pookie...no. She was still working on the nickname for him. She pulled the door open and headed to the bar on one side. “Doll?”

She twirled around to see Steve getting up from a lounger. “Stevie?” She didn’t wait; she launched herself at him and buried her head in his shoulder.

Steve could feel the sobs racking her chest. “Its ok baby, I’m here.” It had been almost 72 hours since they were separated but it may as well be a lifetime.

“Stevie, I thought... you left... and...” her cries took over as Steve tried to calm her.

“I don’t know what is going on, doll, but I’ve missed you so much.” He kissed her temple, her hair, breathing her back in.

She pulled back to really see him and then crashed her lips to his, desperate to feel him, to taste him again. A subtle cough drew out their attention and she saw Andy standing in the doorway. “Andy?”

“Yeah, we have some explaining to do.” He gestured for them to come inside. Holding hands, Steve guided them into the living room where Frank, Bucky, Sam, Tony and Natasha all waited for them.

“Uh, guys, what is going on?” Steve looked at his friends and then back at Andy.

“Let’s sit,” Bucky said. Steve sat in the armchair but tugged Liv to sit in his lap, not ready to be even a little separated from her just yet. Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I figured it was going to be like that. Umm, there is a very valid reason as to why we separated you from each other.”

Sam cleared his throat. “There are rumors going around that the FIA only reinstated the both of you if you had broken up with each other.”

“What?” Steve looked at the team. “Are you serious? I would...”

“We know Steve,” Tony shutting him down. “That’s not what we are trying to get to. We played into it. Because we needed to set up the people responsible for this shit storm you have been living.”

“Set up who?” Liv looked at Natasha and andy. And it clicked, “Ransom?”

“Yeah, Storm and I overheard Lloyd and Suzanne.” Frank grimaced. “That was gross but the important thing is we heard what they are trying to do and we told Andy and Fury.”

“Fury? Nick Fury from Ferrari?” Liv looked around. “What did you guys do?”

You could cut the tension with a knife. Ransom casually walked by the Red Bull garage to see Liv and Steve with their backs turned to each other. Guess the rumor was true and all he had to do was comfort her when Steve is “injured.”

Or dead.

Didn’t really matter to him. As long as he got his girl back. He had a daisy in his hand and as he walked by Liv’s area of her garage, he placed it in front of her without a word. She took the flower and looked at him. He smiled and walked away, shooting a wink at Rogers. She should eat that shit up, he thought to himself. He got to his car and got ready for the race start.

The race is intense as Steve knows he needs to win, or they will have a run off in the finale. His start is perfect, and he tries to put his mind off of the bullshit that had been happening all weekend. After this all he wanted was a night with his girl, but it seemed even that was impossible.

Halfway through, Steve and Ransom entered the pits for new tires. Its close, with Olivia taking the lead as she had stopped a couple of laps earlier. Steve makes it out first and in fourth with plenty of time to catch up and other drivers who have yet to stop. As he heads for turn three, he sees Drysdale on his right back, looking for a way in. Steve protects his spots and defends by cutting the line slightly.

Sam radios with an update. “Steve, it’s still Williams, Storm, Leclear, Rogers, Drysdale with 16 left.”

“Copy.”

He looks back in the mirror but doesn’t see Drysdale. He checks the other side, and that quick look costs him. Their tires touch, sending both cars spinning. “Fuck!” Steve tries to correct the slide and spins the other way but manages to keep the car running and off the wall. He’s backwards but has plenty of room for the cars that were behind him to swerve around him. He waits for traffic to clear to spin the car back around and get moving.

“Steve, are you alright?”

“Yeah, just need new tires, picked up debris. Fuck!”

“Drysdale is in the same boat. Box, box.”

“Copy.”

After new tires and 15 laps, Steve finished 11th with Ransom in 12th and no points scored. However, it is a cause for celebration in the Red Bull garage.

“Yes!” Liv waves her hand about as she finished with her 2nd win. When she makes it to the winner’s circle, she celebrates with the team and heads up for the podium.

Lloyd is fuming. Rogers’s car was supposed to be blowing up not finishing and making the championship that much harder. He was yelling at Ransom. “You stupid shit! Couldn’t try to not use the tag move again, couldn’t you?”

“Lloyd, the car was supposed to be out of the race already. You fucked this up. If i hadn’t tagged him, we would be watching a championship celebration. Now, we have one more shot.”

“Fuck this!” Lloyd threw a screwdriver. “We had the perfect season until that harlot showed up!”

“Don’t talk about her that way!”

“What? Don’t like me calling your boo bear a name?” he mocked.

“Eat shit! This is on you, not me!”

“How is it on me? I did what I had to do. I have no fucking clue as to why it didn’t work.”

“Maybe I can be of some help with that.” Lloyd and Ransom turned around. Andy Barber, Nick Fury and a couple of FIA officials standing in the doorway.

“Shit.”

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f1-disaster-bi · 10 months

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Not hassling you in the SLIGHTEST but are we going to hear any more from the Lando/Eloise/Daniel era? I love every little doodad, blurb, scenario and headcanon you've written about it that has come across my dash!

I DO have a question though....did you ever cover Lando or Daniel (both?) coming out to their families/struggling with who they are and deciding whether they are full gay or bi? I have a headcanon that everyone around them knew they liked boys before they did and their friends (both Maxes etc) were like 'FINALLY! We figured it out YEARS ago!'

Cheers big ears! 😁

Hopefully I'll have some short pieces for Isn't She Lovely?up in the next week or so when I'm back from my holiday!

I've a few planned! I've got Sacha and Max F meeting Eloise, Max V, Sebastian and possibly a bit about Pierre meeting Eloise to write!! So I'll post them along here when I do have something!

I would also like to draw peoples attention to this lovely poem that was written and gifted to me on Ao3 called Eloise by OscarPastry 🥹❤️

As for your question yes! I have thought about it!

Lando does struggle with his identity when he starts to realise he's bisexual. Especially because he has Eloise, and he had loved her mother so much until everything happened. He had always looked at guys but never thought about it truly. So for Lando, coming to terms with it and coming out is terrifying because part of him is going "this is one more thing people will use against me as a driver and a parent", "what if someone tries to use this to take Eloise away?" because of course he's read all the horror stories.

When he does come out it's to Jon first cause he always feels safe with Jon and he's scared to come out to his family. This is all right in the middle of him prepping to join F1 and he's terrified. Of course it all goes well, Jon is so reassuring and when he comes out to his parents his mum just smiles and kisses his forehead and goes "we've known for a while dear, but thank you for feeling safe enough to tell us"

Daniel never really cared much about what others thought. Sure he heard the slurs and the stuff from some overly religious family members but he always knew his family was supportive. So when he dates a boy as a teen, his family just smile and make jokes about "finally huh?" which Daniel laughs st because "well I didn't know I needed a parade to tell you what you already knew dad"

Their friends absolutely would be the same with them being along the lines of "oh so we can start recommending guys to you noe? Because honestly your taste in women wasn't great mate, let us help"

#dando #daniel/lando #single parent lando au #single dad lando au #single dad au #eloise

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piastriblogging · 2 years

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carlando hehe

i’m so glad u asked ur getting a coherent answer bcs i actually finished my paper

on any given day i have about 10 unique carlando thoughts. and this is a lot bcs in case u missed my last ten of these things i have no thoughts ever. so. they’re different. mainly bcs they r ruining my life. i have convinced my friends with no interest in f1 to care about carlando that’s how serious i am with going BONKERS about them.

i see carlando everywhere all of the time. i think of 9billion carlando aus a day. i send them to my friend who doesn’t know carlando and she is like wow ur a genius. it’s very rewarding.

but ok i guess i will say something interesting i think what is so intriguing abt them TO ME is that when carlos was at mclaren he acted as a sort of… guide? and support ? and solid figure for lando to work out his anxieties against. he reassured lando so much and built up his confidence in really unique ways as a teammate (whcih also. carlos is a good teammate. see exhibit a) charlos and exhibit b) carlando). and all of that. that is a lot of what i see in carlando fanon. which is obviously something i LOVE and think about so much. it’s fascinating.

but in 2022, post GQ “i dissociate at work” interview, i cannot NOT think about — and forgive me for being a narratologist — how it’s FLIPPED. carlos is now in a position where he needs more support and LANDO has his own self assuredness. it’s a phenomenal narrative. insane. it goes so fucking hard. like carlos’s DAD makes him NERVOUS. he feels NERVES. lando meanwhile is picking up 9000 hobbies and publicly being bad at them and doesn’t care what people thing about him. they fold into each other so well!!!!!!!! they can give each other what they need!!!!!

but yeah thank u so much for asking and here are my insane thoughts and i just think about carlando a lot obviously. every day i come up w a new au. college au jane austen au deep space mission au the list goes ON and ON.

below the cut i’m going to include a deep cut from the chat i have with my bestest most insane friends where i just show up and drop a carlando thought on them and then don’t respond for several days. cw for gender fuckery

sorry ik this is off topic but i cannot stop creating narratives about the carlando 5am dj set chaperoned date

like…. first of all lando is sooooo single now it’s like. hilarious. HILARIOUS. so obviously of course this is carlos Wanting what he Can’t Have except now lando is technically Available but the Tension of not knowing if he Wants Him so he does stupid shit like go watch him dj at some random party at five in the morning because of course lando invites him and doesn’t expect him to come but of course he does bcs he wants lando so bad he’d do whatever he asked including thjs absolutely insane outing. and his cousin carlos does not let him go anywhere alone which ruins carlos dreams of kissing lando in his fatigue induced drunken state which is probably for the better because everyone knows who they are here… and so carlos sips on his drink that is too much to be drinking at 5 but he’s watching lando embarrass himself and all of these instagram model girls embarrass THEMSELVES trying to get his attention and cousin carlos is of course having a better time than he is and carlos is just wallowing in having such a shit race (p3… shit… imagine that. carlos woukd never say outloud that he thought p3 wasn’t good enough but… he thinks it) and wallowing in how badly he missed his chance with lando and how he wants to be where that pretty/bored looking girl is pressed up right behind lando while he explains what he’s doing and makes her laugh and

i will spend the next fifteen hours thinking about ways in which carlos may sometimes feel like he wishes he was a girl

thinking about how he has only sisters. thinking about how he is closer to his mother. thinking about how he is sensitive. sorry to make these women characteristics but i’m doing it in a queer way

AND ANOTHER THING I FOUND :

im just so obsessed w how when they were teammates carlos was sooooo gentle with him in terms of reassuring him about like.... him being a good enough driver or him doing a good job or being a good teammate being hot or literally anything and like YEAH he made fun of him but like carefully and never went too far and was so careful and then he left and lando doesnt NEED him anymore he had a hot bikini model GF he is the number one driver at mclaren he has more than one podium he isnt just lucky hes working and improving and he has so much now. like lando that carlos knew wouldnt pick up DJing over the weekend and then do a DJ set in monaco's hottest club on a saturday night but THIS LANDO does... and conversely carlos is so depressed and dissociating at work and everyone is always hating him when he wins they hate him when he loses they hate him and he has to ground himself every day and convince himself driving for ferrari is a good thing ??!???!?! like………. idek what to say. like. ur in SINGAPORE. you’re EXHAUSTED. you just came third and everyone is saying u suck. and ur best method of decompression is. go to some random party just because your ex teammate invites you

i still think carlos denying himself lando while lando no longer holds the same guilt makes them extra interesting rn

so i’m just going togthjnk about them having gay podium sex ala hockey fandom winner’s room trope

#soooo much happened here #i went bonkers #carlando is important to me #ship asks #thanks for asking #cw gender fuckery #the stuff below the cut is unfiltered and i didnr reread it #ALSO i want lando to dom carlos SO BAD #carlos service top is what i believe in #carlando

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thetwelfthcrow · 5 months

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For the headcanon game, I'm curious about Charles, Carlos, Max, Lewis 💜🥰 and Esteban 💛

Thank you 💚

oh hello, love!

doing this in order of who i have Thought (brainrotted) most about: lewis / carlos / charles / esteban. for max, see here!

Lewis Hamilton

Sexuality Headcanon: this man is so so comfortable and confident in his sexuality. and it is: whatever i feel like. i'm certain lewis can get equal attention from men and women so if he really has never slept with a man before he should give it a shot. his opportunities are literally endless (just look at, y'know, how george looks at lewis on an average workday).

in regards to actual kinks/sexual preferences: i feel like lewis is the sort of laid back guy when it comes to kinks that he hasn't actively gone out and figured out what he's into. he will, however, always make sure the other comes first (polite gentleman, after all).

i was reading a fic late last night and got inspired to write a dom!lewis fic one day. just a full 'call me daddy/sir', 'if you don't behave, you know what you will get', 'oh darling, look at you, all messy and wanting. of course i'll take care of you. you think you can handle another?'. but he is the type of dom that would need dom-aftercare. a bit of reassurance that the dom/sub dynamics are all play and they're equal in their relationship or something.

Gender Headcanon: this man is so confident as a man that he can wear half-dresses (met gala 2021 i loooove you) or 'girly' colours, or bright rainbows or fucking lingerie and still see himself as a man. his masculinity can't be threatened and he pushes the boundaries wherever he can.

A ship I have with said character: ...do i need to say-- 4433 !!!! OF COURSE. but mandatory past!brocedes in everything. that shaped him.

i can also see: sewis, for instance.

A BROTP I have with said character: valtteri, tho i think it's one-sided from lewis' view. i think lewis values valtteri more than valtteri sees it as friendship. not bc of lewis! but bc of merc.

A NOTP I have with said character: not necessarily a notp, but i think lewis/george and lewis/charles and so many other ships w lewis are more one-sided from the other's side. lewis is really That Man that everyone adores and i can se george and charles sinking to their knees if lewis gave them One Look, yk?

A random headcanon: nipple kink.

General Opinion over said character: i love love love lewis so much. i'd so not be normal if he was ever even remotely in my vicinity. i look up to this man and all he can do, manage and achieve and with the attitude he has. i'd also suck his dick in a very disgusting alley if he only slightly implied he'd want that. i don't know. this man ruins me on a daily basis in the most blissful way. goat, of course.

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minor disclaimer for everyone below: i do not think much about these nice gentlemen in my daily life. i'm not really a fan, but also i've quite a lot of respect for them (except esteban sorry he should make way for rookies).

Carlos Sainz jr.

Sexuality Headcanon: this man is mediterranean so there's no such thing as homosexuality or heterosexuality. all of it blends into one very touchy, affectionate and gay bit of behaviour. this man doesn't have any personal space when it comes to his friends/colleagues and he's so right for it.

he knows how to work those fingers and that mouth, too.

doesn't strike me as a kinky type, just a passionate lover. he would, however, totally be into waxplay and foodplay. no reason.

Gender Headcanon: i think gender hc's for f1 drivers are quite hard but carlos is very certainly a man and would also be confused by the concept of non-binary'isms (not in an offensive way! just in an, i've never heard of that, what does it mean? way)

A ship I have with said character: charlos, absolutely. i can see versainz too.

A BROTP I have with said character: carlando, they're very good buds with a little bit of homoromanticism but not one bit homoeroticism.

A NOTP I have with said character: i'll get murdered for this but carlando bc of ^^

A random headcanon: this man knows how to massage

General Opinion over said character: great guy, lots of hope for him as an f1 driver. i think he's slightly too over-competitive when it comes to silly little games for marketing videos (which very quickly gets into my allergy-zone) but other than that i think he's a good guy.

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Charles Leclerc

Sexuality Headcanon: Charles strikes me as a guy that may not have... tasted every cake, so to say. a man that just rolls w what goes but doesn't generally. explore. maybe? he'll go where someone else leads, i think.

i can see everyone as verse (it's my brand lmao) but w charles i think i'd always lean more toward putting him in a sub role. it's just, vibes.

Gender Headcanon: same as carlos

A ship I have with said character: piarles! those men have something very fruity going on and i'd love to read all about it ;)

secondary is charlos. there's something very not straight going on between them. maybe the red lights gets them that amsterdam vibe. i'd get horny bc of it, too.

A BROTP I have with said character: seb/charles. i think they've got this cute sorta father/son dynamic but with just this bit of a sexual layer. charles would suck off seb if seb asked nicely, i'm sure

A NOTP I have with said character: lestappen. in the sense that: i can see it through the lens of diehard shippers but when i look at the contact they genuinely have... yeah, they're friendly w each other. i don't see the spice, personally.

A random headcanon: he'd make (/order) you breakfast from your favoite place after staying over.

General Opinion over said character: il predistino deserves more opportunities but i also think he's still got a lot to learn. if nothing progresses around you, however, it's not really easy to learn new stuff. i don't know if i feel pity or sympathy but either way i think he deserves better than what ferrari has given him the past years. but also, he's not really made the most of every opportunity so (shrugs) i don't know. i like charles.

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Esteban Ocon

Sexuality Headcanon: i have genuinely never thought of esteban and having sex if i'm honest. not in the sense of 'he doesn't have sex' but more, me rn going oh yeah. sure, huh. how would he have sex? i have no clue. he's tall and lanky so i'd def love to see that all tied up and submissive. but i don't think about it too hard bc i don't find him attractive so it's hard for me to picture it!

Gender Headcanon: same as carlos tbf

A ship I have with said character: ... none, if i'm honest? i can see the appeal of some sort of enemies-to-lovers pierre/esteban.

A BROTP I have with said character: i like esteban and lance's friendship, from the three gifs i've seen

A NOTP I have with said character: genuinely don't give esteban too much thought. so, i guess my main blorbos lewis/max/lando i'd get him to stay away from.

A random headcanon: i think it'd be quite easy to get him to beg

General Opinion over said character: yeah as i said. decent guy, probably. i don't give much thought to esteban. i don't want to be mean but i think he's had quite some time in f1 and hasn't shown any unique talent that gets him his position among the top 20 in the world. i'd like to see someone else take his seat, a nice rookie, someone fresh. but about him as a person? no clue.

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[driver headcanons!]

[rpf disclaimer: all of this is fake bro]

#rafarogeliofr #let's talk about sex baby! let's talk about you and you #CS #CL #EO #LH #zhalia's lil' chit chat

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maxverstepponme · 6 months

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some of my opinions on recent matters summarized and other takes because fun!

- i was very neutral about alexa for a long time but i'm starting to like her alot! as another anon said, i think just her vibe and aura itself is very pretty. she seems like a really nice girl. also charles seems to have a type for the "shy and sweet" girl, charlotte only ever seemed „confident“ online but she came across as very shy but polite in videos with fans and often seemed unsure of herself. her modelling bts videos from a few weeks ago were also screaming insecurity tbh..

- i somehow have stopped caring for kelly completely. idc anymore. i don't keep up with her grooming and immature ass, idc for what her and max do, idcccc and it's the best feeling ever besties. if max is dumb enough to still be with her--well, shit. that's on him. ofc i would still be more than ecstatic if they'd break up but yk what if not...again, on him. also on talks with dilara,, i really miss that girl! what a stunning and sweet woman. max fuuuumbled. But also Dilara? You single honey?

- for some reason rebecca herself doesn't give me that much of an ick,, like at least it's known she's an escort and being with men for money and her fifteen seconds of fame. which is also the reason why i don't get why carlos picked her exactly for a PR relationship because it's obvious for anyone who is on social media. also carlos never has chemistry with any of his girlfriends. it's so fucking bland and dry and giving noooothing. he literally has more chemistry with lando and charles at that point lol

- isa hernaez posting shady tiktoks is just funny asf to me for some reason. also. why now. but it's funny to me and tbh she's been glowing since the breakup. maybe she's still sheming with charlotte s. who is also posting some questionable stuff here and there like the happier than ever when i'm away from you video

- at the talk of cha s. i feel like she only has two types of fans left. a) the ones who are still desperatedly clinging on to charles and "chacha" and making awkward edits of them and b) those who hate charles and are all like "omg cha you're the queen" and "mother's side of the divorce always" and are saying that her new guy is hotter than charles,,, girl. bffr. i'm cackling. who are you trying to fool baby? also funny that her new guy is apparently like shitty or sumn

- also i know absolutely nothing about that erling haaland guy and his weird isabel girlfriend other than that he's kinda hot and she has crazy eyes and is shitty too, but i find it entertaining as hell lol i'm eating that drama up like munch munch munch mhm delicious food. also good to know that not only f1 has weird wags lmao

1. Agree! So far I like Alex and her vibe, so I hope she doesn’t end up going to the dark side.

2. Same. At this point nothing she does surprises me, and even though we don’t care about her that much, I still hope Max opens his eyes. He deserves better than that. Also, Dilara has a boyfriend, and his name is Max 😭

3. They’re just so weird imo. This is either a bad PR relationship or they made it public because everyone found out he cheated on Isa with Rebecca.

4. Yes yes and yes!

5. The “I’m a child of divorce” narrative is so cringe to me. Like people need a lesson on relationships and that many can end 💀

6. I also agree with you on this. She has the crazy eyes and everything that has come out about her creeps me out. Her mom stalking other women had me shook. These men need to stop going for psycho and insecure women 😭

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I am sooooo pumped for the Redbull!george au! I am loving all of the little snippets and it’s getting me so excited! I know that it is gonna be one of my favourite all time fanfics already!! <3

Any chance we could get a little fluffy snippet about George coming to trust Lewis or Lewis comforting George or maybe just a summary of Lewis comoforting George! Pretty please!

And also I was wondering whether George is out in this fanfic or if that is something that you might explore in the story?

Hope you don’t mind me being nosy? I am just so excited!

Anon I very much don’t mine nosiness! But I will warn you all, it looks like I’m about to start a new job, so my fandom output is probably gonna drop back a bit! But I will have 45 minutes on a train every morning I have a shift so maybe that will be productive who fuckin’ knows.

ANYWAY, what some of you have been waiting for

Redbull AU spoilers below the the cut!

Okay so short question first: is George out?

Short answer: Nope

Long answer: he’s barely out to himself let alone anyone else. George is gay, but, he doesn’t think too hard about his sexuality because he doesn’t really date much. George was still just growing out of his awkward gangly stage when Red bull signed him, he’s had a few high school girlfriends before deciding women weren’t really for him. He’s fooled around with some other karting and single seat drivers, and that’s closer to what he enjoys but after 2017 George doesn’t really DO dating. The RB junior drivers academy is intense, and George doesn’t really manage to leave his job at work like some other drivers do.

He has a few one night stands at parties and after going clubbing with Alex and Pierre before promotions start happening, but outside of racing George is kinda aloof because he’s very awkward. If he gets tipsy enough it’s easy to follow someone home, get railed and bail before the sun comes up, but he doesn’t really feel the desire to sleep about often. He certainly doesn’t want to date, that would require devoting time to someone else. His schedule is non stop training and sim work, he has to work so hard on himself he thinks trying to navigate a new relationship would distract him. He has friends, he doesn’t need a partner.

When all the drama with Pierre, Alex, Daniil and the ever changing seat happens, he doesn’t sleep with anyone for a while. He’s so intently focused on this job, this is his entire livelihood, he’s not wasting time trying to find someone to fuck, and he’s under no illusion that Red bull finding out he’s gay would stop him ever getting a chance at the top seat; and that’s if they don’t fire him. It burns something in him, but he’s been hiding who he was since he was a teen. His family probably wouldn’t care, but then they’d ask why he never brought anyone home. It’s easier to just pretend he’s straight and say that there aren’t many opportunities for dating in his career. He can’t really say he has many friends anymore, but he doesn’t care. His single drive and focus is getting that top f1 seat, he’ll make friends when he starts winning.

Then he’s him that top seat, and now he has to keep it. He wont fuck this up now trying to date someone who could out him, and most people don’t really get him.

It’s pretty wild then to consider how quickly he takes to Lewis, but Lewis challenges him, he feels desirable having Lewis’ angry eyes on him, he feels powerful. With Lewis he doesn’t have to worry about being outed. He thinks Lewis is the greatest racer ever, and a better human than George certainly is, he wouldn’t ever out him. Lewis is the reason he took this seat. The first time they make out it’s like a dream for George, he’s been teasing Lewis for a couple races, hell george even finished above Lewis in his second race. In Portugal george comes third, but he and Lewis have a mild scuff off the starting line and when George says he would have thought someone with Lewis’ skill could avoid him, Lewis gets a little eye twitch and tells George that maybe he should remember who’s corner it was.

Lewis only looks at George when George is being a pain, and George finds his attention makes his skin simmer, so he follows Lewis after, tells him he took x corner wrong and he should really improve that. Lewis rounds on him a little like, who the fuck are you man (they have met several times but this is their first time alone together), he’s trying to be nice but Georges clipping incident nearly cost him the win and he’s still coming down off the stress of having max all over his ass. George says he’s Lewis’ next biggest threat bc George is full of ego and he also knows it’ll piss Lewis off. Lewis tells him his attempt at an overtake was shoddy, George tells him his defence should be better, Lewis kinda backs him into a wall and says he’s got a lot of mouth for someone who only just got his seat, and should rlly try shutting up

George tells Lewis he should shut him up himself. Next thing either of them know they’re making out, rough and firm. Fighting for dominance as George tries to figure out what he’s feeling, till Lewis backs him into a cleaning cupboard and cages him against the wall and he submits. They give each other hand jobs and then George leaves feeling better than he ever has in his life. Lewis wonders if that was maybe the worst idea ever but George is rlly hot when he’s moaning under Lewis and he can’t stop thinking on it.

George likes lewis dominating him, knowing he’s a good enough racer to make lewis fuckin hamilton lose control. He doesn’t want to date Lewis, he wants his attention (yes he does have daddy issues, it’s part of becoming a Red bull driver even if you like your dad). He gets it when he wins, when he wins he gets vindication for all the long hours and bruised ribs. Red bull have fostered his ego, he feels like a prince, he’s gonna keep doing well, and if he gets to submit to Lewis after, well he’s one of the big kids now, he can do what he wants… right?

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Now, Lewis comforting George: I’ll warn you I’m running low on preplanned notes, so congrats, you’re helping in the writing process, but details are subject to change

That takes a long time to happen, for a couple reasons. The first is that George certainly isn’t going to Lewis for comfort in the first half of the season, at least not verbally. Lewis starts to notice how Red Bull are prioritising max around Styria, but he uses it to taunt George and make their sex hotter. George wants to push him on track? Lewis is going to fuck George over a table and use him. George gets off on being slut shamed and has made it clear to Lewis that frankly he doesn’t care what Lewis says, he’s as involved as George is. But when Lewis points out mid thrust that redbull had used him to tow max to a good quali without any trade off, and now Lewis is using him too, maybe he just likes to be used, he can see something twitch in George’s expression.

At silverstone George is angry, it’s not at Lewis, but he pushes Lewis to dominate him. He wants to stop feeling angry, betrayed by his team, Lewis always makes him forget everything, if he pushes hard enough Lewis will make him forget this to. And don’t get me wrong Lewis uses him. Calls him all sorts, but then he goes and ruins George’s post orgasm bliss by pointing out how Red bull are treating him. George swears a lot at him and leaves. It is now clear to Lewis that things are not all okay at Red bull racing.

Summer break happens, George won’t even look at Lewis after, he’s different. He’s more subdued, more flinching, he practically runs from Lewis after Spa, something about the team needing to see him. He’s a completely different driver on track, unpredictable, Lewis can’t trust him anymore. He doesn’t see George at all after zandvoort. The next time lewis sees George is actually after Monza, of all places.

It’s later, he’s in the media area, he’s got a murderous headache from max parking a car on his head, he really wants a fucking nap (he’s been checked for a concussion, he’s fine) but he needs to be on a plane to the met gala in a couple hours, so he needs to get his press done and leave. He’s just taking a breather in a bathroom when George comes in. He looks pale, his eyes have bags, and he looks frantic almost, till he spots Lewis and all the breath runs out of him. Lewis just looks at him, on one hand, George looks like shit, but Lewis kinda doesn’t want to be anywhere near a Red Bull right now, so he asks if George is coming to defend his teammate to him, because he can fuck off now if he is.

But George flinches and stutters out a No, then cuts himself off and just stares at Lewis, who has too much of a headache to be dealing with this. He asks George what he needs if not that, and George says he needed to see Lewis was okay. He sounds like admitting that is the hardest thing he’s ever done but now Lewis can see just how scared George looks. It was a scary looking crash, he can see why it might upset another driver. He steps over to gently grab George’s arms, look him in the eye, and tell George he’s okay, no concussion, his neck is stiff but he’s fine, okay? The last thing Lewis is gonna do is let max be the one to take him out

George chuckles wetly and most of that scared look is gone but Lewis is tired himself and decides fuck it, and tugs George into a hug, rubbing his back firmly and telling George he’s fine. George burrows his head in Lewis’ collar for a second just to feel grounded. But then he hears the door behind them click to open and he jumps away from Lewis and is striding out of the bathroom past a baffled looking Yuki before Lewis can even blink. Yuki then distracts him asking about it himself and Lewis has to let it go.

#britcedes #gewis #4463 #mark’s fic tag #anonymous #asks #redbull george au

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