౨ৎ f1 school of arts is one of those local colleges where everyone knows each other. other than art being a common ground, there’s no way just anyone can be friends. so what do an enemy, a co-worker, a friend, and a neighbour all have in common? they’re all connected.
starring twitch quartet (ln4, cl16, aa23, gr63) x fem! reader (feat. other drivers + singers + ocs)
genre smau series, non f1 au, uni/college au, romance, comedy, choose your ending fic
contains profanities, terrible jokes, possible inaccurate college terms, ignore timestamps, they’re all the same age, a bit of ooc friend groups, face claim: xg’s juria, this is all fiction so don’t take anything here serious :)
status coming soon (inconsistent posting schedule)
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from jia, i just remembered about my roots with twt aus and other stupid ways to make a smau, we r running it back ^_^
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stalking your about me page and when did user coeursainz get a boyfriend
OUHH someone read it clearly.. tbh the timeline of it is odd 😊😊 i yapped to him about danny ric the other day and every day if that helps
also i mean this in the nicest way possible, but please don't send another ask about alex, i'm keeping details of my personal life away from blr and only to close moots ! this blog is reserved for f1 and rpf purposes only :]
hi anon ! tbh i'm putting the series on hold bc 1. i don't have the motivation to continue although i love the concept and 2. mightve lowkey deleted the smau profiles to make space for my other smau series... maybe once i'm done, i'll come back to it..
౨ৎ while most of your friends are looking at guys like charles and carlos at lando’s parties, your eyes are only on the quiet guy at the back, oscar
౨ৎ oscar piastri x f!reader, smau, strangers to lovers, non-f1/uni au, they’re both the introverts at the back, fc: hinata from xg
from jia, late OSCAR DAY!! . this idea came to me at the ass crack of 2am while reading this one fratboy!lando smau where he throws parties every other week (i forgot who the writer was but that fic very much inspired me to write this one)
oscarpiastri posted a story!
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yourbff 🍸🤪
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user1 best nights evrr
lando 😉😉
user2 all this just to get swamped by exams next week 💔💔
↳ user3 ughhh don’t remind me 😖😖
yourusername never drag me to these ever again..
↳ yourbff luv u too 😚❤️
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yourusername i lied ..
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user4 never in my life did i think (name) would post smth like this
↳ yourusername me neither tbh but here we are
yourbff WHAT DID I SAYY
↳ yourusername yeah yeah do u want a cookie 😒
lando i recognize that room 🧐🧐
↳ oscarpiastri no u don’t
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lando nice girlfriend u got there
↳ oscarpiastri u could call it like that
user5 did not know u could smile
↳ user6 bros grinning ear to ear after he bagged a girl
Hi! Just wanted to check in and ask what are your current plans or what’s in the agenda so far! How’s life going? I really love your work and would love to see more very soon, take care!
hi sweetie!!! thanks sm for asking <3
i was just on spring break so i've just been mostly doing personal projects outside of writing. i usually like to do more writing when it's a school week. you'll be definitely seeing me a lot more next week -- unfortunately i have to attend a provincial wide design competition this thursday for school so im prioritising that
as for agenda (which im assuming fic wise), i have been working on max's part for #suitehearts but not often. i've been mainly focusing on a smau series for the twitch quartet. im hoping to release sometime after i release max's installment. i'll still be writing suitehearts as im updating the smau cs it'll most likely be 60 chapters or more (im also very notorious for making my socmed series very long)
another thing i'd like to mention is i don't have a lot of storage on my phone anymore. i'm unable to work quicker on the usual short smaus. so for this week i'll only be able to post an op81 smau i have in my drafts
i'm trying very hard to get on the writing grind bc there's nothing that's stopping me !!! (thank god i'm in an art school)
thanks to you I can’t stop listening to honeymoon avenue now 🥺 if you like ari, six thirty also kind of reminds me of their dynamic. I rlly hope you continue this in the future! 🤍
hi sweetie !! thanks for the reco <3 ngl we'll see where i go with this fic cause i'm very notorious for not making pt2s ..
౨ৎ all lando wants is to be yours, but you’re too busy.
lando knows how unprofessional it is to be close to one of the staff at mclaren outside of the racing world. you're no different than a pr manager or an engineer. you just happen to be one of the social media admins for the team. there to entertain both the drivers and the fans with short videos.
that's all you do. fans would basically die if they heard about you and lando; his manager would question it, and zak? well, he's just annoying, and you purposely ignore his calls asking the communications team to post a tiktok about him. lando could actually care less if anyone on the team found out.
there he lies, next to you on his hotel bed. he's fast asleep, resting his head on your chest. it's six in the morning, just a day after the japan grand prix. lando finished p5, and all the tiktoks you've been seeing from fans are how he's slowly losing his sanity. you agree with it just a little, but you're thinking about what tiktoks to make for damage control. either way, all the spotlight is on his teammate anyways.
your 6:15 alarm rings and he slightly jolts awake. you lightly push him off you to sit up. to the nightstand where your phone is set down, you reach over to shut it off and pick it up to check what's next on your agenda for today. lando stops you, holding onto your wrist before you can even unlock your phone.
"don't go yet," he mutters as you look down to him, still half sleeping close to you. he lets go, and you put your phone down on the nightstand. you run your fingers through his hair as you lie back down on your side next to him.
he moves his head closer to your collarbone, where he begins to press kisses on it. his lips slowly trail from your collarbone to your neck to your jaw and leave his last kiss just right next to your lips. he lies down on top of you and wraps his arms around you, resting his head next to yours.
one hand is playing with the back of his hair, and the other hand is on his shoulder. "just a few more minutes," you whisper, turning your head a bit to just hover your lips over his cheekbone.
new theme is so cute ur so cool and talented and amazing we should totally let me hit...
not the goat coming into my inbox when ur literally mogging me and creating masterpieces out of ur buttcheeks from left to right (｡･･｡) there’s space in my fortnite themed bed js for u (ゝ∀･)
౨ৎ ollie’s neighbour is loitering in his apartment everyday just to play on his ps5. if only she paid attention to him as much she did with the game.
you’ve been staying in ollie’s living room for two weeks now. all you do is sit around on the floor and play on his ps5. ollie sometimes wonders if you even have a job at all since he sees you at exactly nine to nine. he's only ever talked to you a few times ever since, including the day you asked to play on his ps5.
picture this. after the fia announced that two races in spring are cancelled, ollie made his plans to stay home for the spring break. the break flies by, and ollie's already in his bedroom. he only ever comes home during breaks, so it's no surprise that his neighbours treat him to 'welcome back' gifts, especially since they know he's a driver.
you're no exception to the people. oliie's known you since he moved into the apartment, and all you ever do is greet him when you encounter each other in the hallway. he likes that it’s you who is his next-door neighbour.
the only strange thing about you was when a day after he settled back into his home, you showed up with a plate of fresh-baked brownies and proceeded to ask him:
“do you have a ps5?”
"i do," he says, "it's in my living room."
"cool. could i use it for a few days?"
"yeah, for sure."
"thanks. i'll be here tomorrow at nine. enjoy the brownies." you left his sight to go back to your humble abode.
since then, the moment you showed up at his apartment at exactly the time you said you would come, he's never seen you leave his living room. for the past week, he's been watching you nonstop play this open-world dress-up game. whenever you do leave your spot, you’re to only grab food of your own.
he's thought about talking to you while you play, but he thinks you're a bit too locked in with the game to be bothered. he's only ever spoken to you a few times, mainly about the game. but today, he'll try—definitely not because he's interested.
“do you want to have dinner with me?” he asks, grabbing your attention. he realizes what he said, and he proceeds to correct himself. “i mean, just supper; it’s eight already and you haven’t eaten anything…”
“sure,” you say, standing up from where you were on the ground and following him to his kitchen. you place yourself on the stool before he hands you a bowl of cream of mushroom soup. he serves himself a bowl and stands in front of you, only the counter separating the two of you.
you tell him the soup is good, and he lets you know he just put stuff together from his cabinet. “so when do you go back?” you ask.
“racing? in may,” he responds, swirling the soup around with his spoon.
“so that means i only have two weeks left on your console.”
“pretty much.” he looks up at you, who is playing around with your own spoon and leaning your cheek against one palm out of boredom. “why are you here every day?”
“to be honest? i’m bored. do you want me out?”
“no! not at all, you’re welcome here anytime. i just wanted to know why.”
you look up at him and slightly push your bowl to the side. “i got laid off at work. been looking for a job these past two weeks, so in the meantime, i need entertainment.”
“and you decided to infiltrate my ps5,” he chuckles.
“to be fair, i used to play the game on my computer at my old job. i couldn’t lose my streak…” you mutter, bringing back your bowl close to you again.
he glances at your eyes, which keep looking at the bowl. then your slight rosy cheeks and notice a birthmark just below your eye. it dawns on him that there’s a girl in his apartment, a pretty one at that. does this count as a date?
“would you want to come with me—watch my races?” he asks, which gets you to look at him again in excitement. “i can provide passes, and you can come with me on my flights.”
“yeah! i’d love that.”
he sighs in relief and smiles. “i can bring my ps5 too.”
f1 masterlist .ᐟ
from jia, after i vowed not to write drabbles anymore, i fear that i have gone back to my roots after ppl told me to keep writing short fics
we yes WE yearn for an isack hadjar college au 🙏🙏🙏
YES PLEASSEEE this actually summoned me to write an isack college au cs i literally have a fic for him but NO PLOT (・・；) you came to the right person to say this (i will never stop writing uni/college au until the day i die)
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