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Joelswildflower’s Masterlist
The small collection of everything I wrote on here.
CNCO
Baby series // talking about babies // finding out you’re pregnant // you tell him you’re pregnant // telling your families // finding out the gender // picking out a name
Erick // boyfriend does my makeup challenge
Joel //
Zabdiel // cousin’s bandmate
Richard // teacher
Christopher //
My Wattpad
LANDO after qualifying, Chinese GP 2026 © Peter Fox
LANDO NORRIS | Barcelona shakedown 2026
bonus +: big smile
Masterlist - What Love Should Be
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Esme Travere (Original Character)
Summary:
Esme Travere thought she’d found her family when she was sixteen. Instead, she found years of bruises, broken promises, and the kind of love that came with conditions. When Severin throws her out with nothing but a carry-on and their six-month-old daughter, Esme swears Juliette will never grow up thinking love looks like this.
Thanks to a chain of women with no patience for cowards, Esme ends up in Monaco, working in Pascale Leclerc’s salon. And there, between hair dye and daycare runs, she meets Pascale’s middle son—a Formula 1 driver with too-kind eyes, who looks at her like she’s already halfway his.
ok I made a new one for whatever THAT was
soft vs hard love dialogue and prompts
➣ SOFT LOVE
♡ "you're cute when you're mad."
♡ soft shoulder kisses.
♡ "home is where you are, whether it is here, in the deepest ocean or hottest desert, you are my home."
♡ slow and curious first kiss, both characters seemingly nervous, blush painting their faces.
♡ stolen glances across the room.
♡ "the gods took their time with you."
♡ wearing their heart on their sleeves around each other.
♡ character A's face blushing as B smootheres them in compliments even years into their relationship with character B.
♡ quiet murmurs of affection.
♡ “i missed you.” “i was gone for two hours.”
♡ coffee shop and bookstore dates.
➣ HARD LOVE
♡ guttural rain confessions.*
♡ "do you not get it? every second i spend in the absence of your presence pains me."
♡ harsh and passionate first kisses.
♡ "i fucking yearn for you and you haven't so much as spared me a glance in years!"
♡ walls that they have each spent years building crumbling in the presence of one another.
♡ heated arguments turned into heated confessions.
♡ "i hate you! i hate you so much i can't bear to be near you." "you are walking a fine line between hate and desire, love."
♡ both being far too stubborn to admit their feelings, their hearts both caged deep within them.
♡ (years/months) of pent up emotions being aired in an argument and when the dust settles the only emotion left is their desire for each other.
♡ “do you think i want this? do you think i want to be stuck in this endless cycle of wanting you? do you truly think i enjoy waking up every morning realizing you’re not there?”
♡ tears spilling as they finally give in and proclaim their feelings.
♡ “i am not an easy person to love.” “i think i’ve got the hang of it.”
REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS!!<3
* rain confessions coming soon !!
Lando's "U sure 🥺 ? That looks like Oscar" and Charles' "Yes. YES."
Speed Champions 🏁...🏎💨 LN4
summary: when lando norris finds you torn between two LEGO F1 sets, he helps you pick—then sticks around long enough to find out you’re more than just a second favorite.
[word count] 1.6k
warnings: strangers to something more | fluff | insecure!reader | ferrari fangirl | second favorite driver but first to notice her | soft lando | mutual curiosity | comfort themes | feel-good one-shot | reader with self-worth struggles
author's note: this is my first f1 fic...i really hope yall enjoyed it, the story may seem sloppy cause its my first time writing something like this and its just a random idea that came up. enjoy!
The LEGO store smelled like plastic and childhood nostalgia. Y/N had been standing in the “Speed Champions” aisle for what felt like forever, arms crossed, brows furrowed, lower lip caught between her teeth. In one hand she held the Red Bull F1 car. In the other, the McLaren.
“I can only afford one,” she whispered to herself, as if saying it aloud would magically make the choice easier.
A reward, that’s all this was supposed to be. A little “well done” for surviving her final semester of university and crawling to the finish line of her internship without combusting. Just a small celebration for herself, from herself. Because no one else would. Not her so-called friends who always forgot to invite her. Not the boys who never once asked for her number, only her prettier friend’s. Not even her family who seemed to think “cute” was the most she’d ever be.
Her hands trembled slightly. Maybe she shouldn’t even be here. Maybe this was dumb. A silly plastic car to make up for—
“What’s a fine lady doing in the Speed Champions section?” a voice asked beside her, smooth and accented, with the exact kind of playful confidence that made her freeze.
She turned slowly, cautiously and nearly dropped both boxes. Standing there, hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie, was Lando Norris.
Lando freaking Norris.
“I—uh—hi?” she blinked, eyes wide. “Just, um… browsing. For the F1 cars.”
He peered at the boxes in her hands, grinning. “McLaren, huh? Excellent choice.”
She laughed nervously, shifting her weight. “I was thinking about it. But I’m torn between it and the Red Bull car.”
“Ahh,” he nodded solemnly, like she was telling him something gravely important. “Tough decision.”
“I know right?” she chuckled, more at ease now. “I mean, I can’t buy both. I just finished my internship, and this is like… my little treat. You know, for surviving.”
“Fair enough.” His eyes sparkled. “Honestly, you deserve both.”
She snorted. “Tell that to my bank account.”
There was a beat of silence, comfortable and warm. She could feel him watching her but not in the way people usually did, eyes glossing over her like she was background noise but more like he was really looking.
“I’m Lando, by the way,” he said, casually.
She blinked again. “I know.”
He laughed at that, rubbing the back of his neck. “Right. Of course you do.”
She lowered her voice, nervous again. “Sorry if I’m being weird.”
“You’re not,” he said quickly, sincere. “I like weird. Honestly, watching you try to decide was the highlight of my day. Your thinking face is adorable.”
Her breath caught.
No one ever called her adorable and meant her, not something she said or did.
“You’re not from around here, are you?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Nope. Visiting a friend. Well… technically visiting. More like killing time while she’s out with her other friends.”
He tilted his head. “Sounds… familiar.”
She gave a dry laugh. “Yeah, I’m usually the last person to know plans anyway.”
“Then those people suck,” Lando said simply. “You seem cool. More than cool, actually.”
She looked down, cheeks flushing. “Thanks. I guess I’m just used to being… background. Not the kind of girl guys notice.”
He stepped a little closer. “I’m a guy. I noticed.”
Her breath hitched. Something in her chest fluttered.
He smiled, like it was no big deal. “So. Red Bull or McLaren?”
“…McLaren,” she whispered.
“Excellent choice! Max could wait he has 4 freaking championships already plus we are surely wining the championship this year” he grinned, taking the Red Bull car from her hand and putting it back on the shelf for her.
"Want me to buy it for you?" He asked casually.
Her eyes widened. “What? No! I can’t—”
“Not trying to be weird, I swear,” he said, hands up. “Just… call it my contribution to your final semester celebration. And maybe a thank-you for supporting us! The least thing I could do.”
She smiled slowly, unsure, but touched.
“…Okay,” she said. “But only if I get to say thank you with coffee?”
He beamed. “It’s a date.”
The box crinkled softly in her arms as they wandered away from the Speed Champions section, Y/N still not quite believing this was happening.
She clutched the McLaren LEGO set to her chest like it was sacred, her brain still trying to process that Lando Norris. Yes, the actual F1 driver Lando Norris had just helped her pick it out. And now he was casually strolling next to her like it was normal.
“So,” he said, eyes scanning the shelves, “since I saved you from the heartbreak of choosing the wrong car, think you could help me now?”
She looked up, surprised. “Me?”
“Yeah, you,” he grinned. “I need to pick a LEGO set for Max's daughter P. She’s turning six, smarter than I am, and brutally honest. If it’s boring, she’ll tell me.”
“Well, no pressure at all,” she laughed. “What’s she into?”
“Everything chaotic,” he said. “Dinosaurs, glitter, cats, treehouses, science experiments… basically a one-girl tornado in sparkly sneakers.”
“She sounds amazing.”
“She is,” he agreed, fondness softening his tone. “But I’m losing my title as favorite uncle. This is my comeback attempt.”
Y/N studied the shelves thoughtfully. “Hmm… okay, how about this one?” She pointed to a colorful treehouse set with a zipline, mini figures, and a cat in a hammock. “Lots of chaos potential. There’s even a popsicle cart.”
Lando examined the box with exaggerated seriousness. “A zipline and a popsicle cart? You’re spoiling her.”
“She deserves it,” Y/N shrugged playfully. “Everyone does.”
He glanced at her sideways, a quiet smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Including you?”
Before she could answer, her phone buzzed with a soft notification. She instinctively pulled it out and instantly regretted it. Another text from her friends bailing out on her cause apparently the car was full and there wasn't any space left. Nothing new.
However Lando noticed something.
Bright red case. Ferrari.
Big yellow 55 on the back.
And, of course, her lock screen? A candid shot of Carlos Sainz mid-laugh at the podium.
Lando squinted at it, eyebrows raising. “Wait… is that a Ferrari case?”
Her face flushed instantly. “Oh… yeah.”
“And is your lock screen—hold on—is that Carlos?”
“I—yeah, um—he’s my favorite driver,” she mumbled.
He mock-gasped. “You were debating between Red Bull and McLaren, and you’re out here walking around with a full Ferrari starter pack? What happened to loyalty?”
“I already have the Ferrari Speed Champion set,” she replied quickly, defensive but laughing. “It was the first one I bought when I started watching.”
He gave her a mischievous look. “So I’m your rebound after Carlos.”
She groaned, laughing. “No! You’re not—okay, fine. You’re my second favorite.”
He put a hand to his chest like he’d been stabbed. “The betrayal.”
“But!” she added, holding up a finger. “You are my mom’s favorite. Like… hardcore.”
Lando blinked. “Your mom?”
“She’s obsessed,” Y/N grinned. “She heard your name once during a race, said you sounded like a character in a teen rom-com, and now she never misses your interviews.”
He burst out laughing. “A teen rom-com?”
“She has a theory that you’d be the main character’s charming, funny best friend who’s secretly the love interest.”
“Your mom sounds like a genius.”
“She really is,” Y/N said sincerely. “She told me if I ever met you, I better get an autograph and a photo. She won’t forgive me otherwise.”
He grinned wide. “I’d hate to disappoint her.”
Y/N looked up, still holding her McLaren LEGO box, her heart unexpectedly full.
He glanced at her phone again. “Okay, so Carlos is your number one, and I’m runner-up. But hey… silver still gets a podium.”
She giggled. “Are you seriously turning this into an F1 metaphor?”
“Absolutely,” he smirked. “And I’m fully committed to moving up to P1.”
Do you know how fucked up your team has to be for Bucky Barnes to be the most stable member
making bucky a politician is one of the most insane choices the MCU has ever made but you know what. sure. i'm here for it
(commission info // tip jar!)
went to see thunderbolts* yesterday and everytime Bucky came on screen my best friend would look at me, and I would be staring bc Sebastian Stan is so attractive and I am just a girl.
The LOVE OF MY LIFE 🥺🥺🥺
He’s so so handsome I’m gonna cry
it's his thing ...
i love sassy bucky barnes
Deepest apologies to the well-thought-out characters that I created but never wrote the stories for.
It's like, I have these characters just laying around with their intricate personalities and their elaborate backstories, but they belong nowhere, they have no place to call home.
I need to be his controversially younger girlfriend more than I need air 💋
