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MATERIAL GIRL ! ࿔ LEWIS HAMILTON

summary : a peek into life with lewis hamilton as his (self-proclaimed) controversially young girlfriend!

pairing : lewis hamilton x younger!reader

lina’s radio : im actually obsessed with creating these. sorry it’s not my usual long fics, but writing paragraphs is hard lowkey…

sogoodtoheritsvicious

loves me like you couldn’t

summary: fans couldn’t have known that the man who’s spending his days making you feel loved like you’ve never been before is the same man who’s battling your ex on the track…until the night your album is released, that is.

pairing: max verstappen x lando’s ex!reader

fc: maisie peters

warnings: emotional neglect • cheating • not lando friendly! - don't like, don't read • fluff • attempts at humor • time skips • likely a mistake or two

vicious speaks: shoutout to @prozacandprosecco for bringing to my attention that i hadn’t written a fic yet where max ends up with lando’s ex. needed to rectify that immediately!! this is the first fic inspired by florescence, but it is not the last, so keep an eye out 😉 ok luv u bye!!

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yn my new album, ‘florescence’, is out may 22nd 🥹 i poured my heart and soul into this project, and i can’t wait for it to be yours!! this album was made with a lot of special people, one of which being my very close friend taylorswift !! i think you’ll go crazy once you hear kingmaker 🤭 more deets to come later <3 oh yeah, i also sat down with zanelowe !! vid out tomorrow :)

and because i love you, my new single, ‘never do’ is out now 💐

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greeneyedangel2

-`✮´- AS THE MOVIES -`✮´- part 5

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a/n: i feel so bad for mack as if i'm not the one writing this LOL but i promise its up from here. thanks for all the support <333

pairing: macklin celebrini x actress!reader

synopsis: in which you are a rising actress who just finished filming your new movie nights in july and a certain hockey player has his eyes on you, and doesn’t keep it a secret. but, like always, nothing is as perfect as the movies.

warnings: none!

part 4 - part 6 coming soon

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sugaesthetic93

You know how it works; mv1

what starts as a quiet dinner ends in the kind of silence that breaks everything

f!reader ୨୧ word count : ~ 1.9k

warnings : 3 apples tall child, emotional shit, panic/heightened emotions, implied neglect in relationship, arguments, language, heartbreak, mentions of crying, angst, angst and more angst, slow-burn

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8

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He held you like you were made of glass and fire all at once, something too fragile to grip, but too dangerous to let go.

You were sobbing so hard your entire body shook against his, and Max was just... there.

Useless. Helpless.

A man completely gutted by what he had done.

“I’m sorry,” he said over and over, breathless. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

His arms tightened around you as much as they could, your bodies intertwined so completely that you couldn’t tell where yours ended and his began.

You didn’t respond. You couldn’t. The crying took everything out of you. You were shaking so violently that you could feel him trembling too.

So he kept talking.

“I never should’ve said what I said. Never. I should’ve realized how much it cost you. I should’ve known how scared you were. I should’ve been the one holding your hand in that hospital, not some stranger. I should’ve been there when he took his first breath-”

His voice broke, raw and hoarse.

“-when you looked at him and didn’t see me.”

You twisted, trying to get out of his arms. His words were becoming too much. But Max only held on tighter, as if he were afraid you’d disappear. As if there were somehow still room to hold you closer.

“I thought I was doing the right thing,” he whispered, his forehead resting against yours. “No matter how stupid it sounds, I thought that was what everyone expected of me. Keeping my word to the team. I thought that was what you expected too. I thought you didn’t want me there.”

You shook your head, still crying.

Max reached up and tried to wipe away your tears, frantic now, pressing kisses to your temple even when you flinched.

“I was so wrong. I chose wrong. I chose so fucking wrong. I didn’t notice how much of yourself you were hiding, how you always put your needs behind mine, how my lifestyle was suffocating you. Even before Nova, I didn’t realize how bad things had gotten.”

You gasped for air, your hands fisted in his hoodie, and something inside him shattered.

“I don’t care about anything except the two of you,” he said, his voice almost childlike in its ache. “Not the races. Not the titles. None of it means a damn thing if I lose you. And I realized that far too late.”

You tried to look up. Your eyes felt swollen, your vision blurred by tears until all you could really make out were shapes and colors.

Even then, you could see how devastated Max looked.

The sight of you nearly broke him - your face flushed red, your lashes wet, your eyes swollen with weeks of pain he had never noticed until it was too late.

“I love you,” he whispered, like a prayer. “I love you. I love you so much it’s ruined me. I don’t sleep. I can’t think. Every time I close my eyes, I see that hospital room and you in it. Alone.”

You hiccuped, your sobs finally beginning to quiet.

“I should’ve been there,” Max said again, his forehead pressed against yours. “I should’ve held your hand. I should’ve told you how brave you were. I should’ve kissed your fucking sweat-soaked face and thanked you a thousand times.”

His breath shook.

“And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Even if you never forgive me. Even if you never let me back in.”

He pressed a tentative kiss to your damp cheek, then another to the corner of your mouth.

“I love you. I love our son. I’m not leaving again. Ever. I swear on my life, I’m staying.”

- - -

Your sobs had softened into shivers now. Your body was exhausted.

Your muscles were limp, your throat raw, and your skin burned beneath the weight of everything that had just poured out.

Max held you tighter.

But it wasn’t desperation anymore.

It was devotion.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured into your hair. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you to bed.”

You didn’t argue. You didn’t have the strength to.

Your whole body ached, and your mind drifted somewhere far away, filled with pain and grief and a tiny flicker of something you didn’t want to name yet, not hope. Not forgiveness.

Just… relief. Just the ability to breathe again.

Max lifted you effortlessly from the floor, one arm beneath your legs, the other wrapped securely around your back.

You probably should have told him not to. You had just had a baby. Your body was stitched, sore, and still recovering.

But he didn’t hesitate.

He carried you like you were something precious. Like you mattered.

Once he had tucked you beneath the covers, he smoothed the blanket over your legs and brushed the hair away from your face before crouching beside the bed.

“You don’t need to get up,” he said gently. “Not for anything.”

You opened your mouth - maybe to protest, maybe to ask about Nova - but Max shook his head.

“No,” he said firmly. “No. I’ve got him. You’ve done enough. More than enough.”

You blinked at him, your lip trembling.

“He’ll need to eat in a few hours.”

“I’ll wake you if he does,” he promised, brushing his thumb across the back of your hand. “But let me try first. Let me try to soothe him. Change him. Rock him. Be his fucking dad.”

Your chest tightened.

“I know I haven’t earned this yet,” Max said quietly, his eyes shining with emotions he could barely keep under control. “But you’re not alone. Not anymore. He’s my son too. And I can do this. I will do this.”

You looked at him for a long moment.

And maybe it was the tears still drying on your cheeks, or the sheer weight of your broken heart, but something inside you eased just a little.

You nodded.

Max let out a slow breath, relief thick in his throat.

“Sleep, Schatz,” he whispered. “Sleep. I’ve got you both now.”

He pressed one last kiss to your temple, stood, and slipped quietly into the hallway.

You didn’t hear anything after that.

Just the silence of finally being cared for.

- - -

The nursery was quiet except for the soft mechanical whir of the baby monitor and Nova’s tiny, sleepy breaths.

Moonlight spilled through the curtains, painting silver stripes across the floor and the pale walls. Somewhere in the apartment, a pipe creaked and Max hoped Y/N wouldn’t wake up. The refrigerator hummed faintly in the distance. Otherwise, the world seemed to have shrunk to this room.

To this moment.

Max stood beside the crib, completely frozen.

He had held trophies heavier than this. Driven cars worth millions. Signed contracts that could change careers overnight.

None of it had ever made him feel this way.

Nova rested in the crook of his arm, warm and impossibly light, a swirl of reddish-blond hair damp from sleep, his mouth still slightly puckered from his last feed. His tiny fingers twitched against Max’s ches,t nothing more than a reflex, probably.

Still, Max couldn't help but feel like he was reaching for him.

His heart clenched.

Carefully, almost afraid of disturbing the fragile peace, he lowered himself into the rocking chair. The old wood creaked softly beneath his weight.

Nova barely reacted.

For a long moment, Max simply stared.

At his son.

At the tiny nose.

At the impossibly small eyelashes resting against chubby cheeks.

At the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

At the little crease between his brows that looked so much like yours it almost hurt.

The resemblance caught him off guard every single time.

His chest tightened.

This child had barely come into this world and already Max couldn't imagine a world without him.

And he had missed the beginning. Missed the first cry. Missed the first time Nova opened his eyes. Missed the moment you became a mother.

The guilt sat in his stomach like lead.

Finally, he spoke.

“Hey, kleine Mann.”

His voice cracked immediately. He swallowed hard.

“You don’t know me yet,” he whispered. “Not really. Not how you should.”

Nova stirred slightly, his tiny face scrunching up for a second before relaxing again.

Max watched him with an intensity that bordered on reverence.

“I’m your dad. And I - I fucked it all up, buddy. Before you were even born.”

His gaze dropped.

“Should’ve been there. Should’ve heard your first cry. Held your mama’s hand. Been the first one to say your name out loud.”

His throat burned.

For years, racing had taught him that mistakes could be corrected. A bad qualifying session could be salvaged. A lost position could be fought back.

But some moments only happened once.

And he had thrown one away.

“Nova Y/L/N,” he murmured. A sad smile tugged at his lips.

“Beautiful name. Your mama... she’s always been better at naming things.”

The smile disappeared as quickly as it came.

Because thinking about you inevitably brought him back to the hospital room he had never seen.

Back to your tear-streaked face.

Back to the words you'd screamed at him while years of pain poured out.

He rocked the chair gently. Back and forth. Back and forth.

The motion seemed to soothe both of them.

“I want to promise you something, okay?”

Max leaned closer, his voice barely louder than Nova’s breathing.

“You’re not going to grow up feeling like you have to earn my love. You don’t need to win anything. You don’t need to be perfect. You don’t need to become somebody for me to care.”

His eyes stung.

“You just get to be. And I’ll love you anyway.”

Nova let out a tiny sigh in his sleep, a soft contented sound that made something deep inside Max ache.

Without thinking, he adjusted his grip, holding him a little closer.

A little safer.

“I’m not my dad,” he whispered fiercely. The words escaped before he could stop them. “I swear to God, I’m not going to be like him.”

His jaw tightened.

“I will never make you feel small. I’ll never make you feel like my love comes with conditions. I’ll never use it as a leash.”

His eyes drifted toward the nursery door.

Toward the hallway that led to your bedroom.

Toward you.

“You are free,” he said quietly. “You and your mama both.”

The room fell silent again. His throat tightened.

“You don’t know it yet,” he whispered, looking back down at Nova. “But she saved me.”

A shaky breath escaped him.

“Twice now.”

He smiled sadly.

“Once when I met her.” His thumb brushed gently over Nova’s blanket. “And again when she gave me you, my little gift.”

For the first time in weeks, the crushing panic in his chest loosened ever so slightly.

Not because things were fixed but because for the first time since Nova was born, he felt like he was exactly where he was supposed to be.

Max leaned his head back against the chair and closed his eyes, never stopping the gentle rocking motion.

“I’m going to be better,” he breathed.

Not a promise.

A vow.

“I have to be.”

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Sry y'all, life and work have been crazy!!!

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mymusesjournal

too sweet

oscar piastri x baker!reader x lily zneimer - smau

warnings - female presenting reader but no pronouns mentioned, pictures are random from pinterest, y/n used 😐

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yourusername summer lovin' 🫶

user67 they bought lilies for their lily 😭

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oscarpiastri the best summer with the best partners

yourusername couldn't ask for anyone better to spend it with

lando cake looks great did you save any for me?

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lilyzneimer 🍰☀️💐

yourusername my girlllllllll ♥︎

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oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri having one of your partners be a baker means you spend all summer avoiding your diet

p.s yes lily and y/n helped me with this

mclarenf1 back on it after summer break OP!

yourusername mclaren leave our bf alone 😐

user312 y/n saying what we're all thinking

yourusername and me and lils did a great job at helping!!

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oscarpiastri yes you did

lilyzneimer 🫶🌊🍓

yourusername exactly babe

alex_albon oscar is so whipped

user736 i would be too if i were dating them

rebeccadonaldson lily and y/n look fabulous, oscar is just...there

user827 the photos of lily and y/n oh I'm crying 😭

lily zneimer 🔒

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oscarpiastri i hope you guys are enjoying yourselves

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I hope you guys enjoyed!!

urfavoritewritersfavoritewriter

too sweet au texts - willmack x reader

tracksidebaby

Hopeless

Summary: Lewis Hamilton is a weak, weak man when it comes to you and your daughter.

Requested: Yes / Anon - Can you make a Lewis Hamilton one where Y/N and him have a three year old daughter and their daughter inherited Y/N's doe eyes and Lewis doesn't know how to say No to their daughter and Y/N?

otterstarx

surprise!!

ln1 x reader x op81

the fans never saw it coming (inspired by shourtney)

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yourusername i am surrounded by children

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HAVE YOU TAKEN OUT YOUR TRASH?

؎　ka12 x reader　　՞՞　̆　non f1 au but ollie and kimi still race　　̆◟𓏵ྀིྀ◞　smau　 وৎ　ᴗ ᴗ) 𓎟　 ㅤㅤㅤᱽৎ take this mini series as a sorry for me not continuing my other kimi smau... heh. also yes your friends are kpop idols because that's all i know part 1 part 2

wondergirlsthings

Rumor Has It

Kenan Yildiz x Reader

The rumors started because of one photo.

Just one.

A blurry airport picture of YN and Kenan Yıldız in Milan that somehow turned the entire internet insane overnight.

Usually, people were already used to them being affectionate.

Kenan always had a hand on her waist.

YN always stole his hoodies.

They kissed after matches, held hands everywhere, and acted so disgustingly in love that fans had accepted it as part of their brand at this point.

But lately?

It was worse.

Way worse.

And apparently the internet noticed before they did.

“Why is everyone saying I’m pregnant?” YN asked in disbelief.

Kenan looked up from his phone across the hotel bed.

“…What?”

She turned her screen around.

A TikTok edit already had two million views.

“THE WAY HE KEEPS TOUCHING HER STOMACH???”

Another comment read:

“Men act like this when their girl is pregnant idc.”

And another:

“He’s literally glowing.”

YN stared at the comments in horror.

Meanwhile Kenan started laughing.

Actually laughing.

“That’s funny.”

“No it’s not!”

“It kinda is.”

She threw a pillow at him immediately.

Unfortunately for her, the rumors only got worse after fashion week.

Because Kenan apparently forgot how to act normal in public.

It started at the show entrance.

Kenan arrived late because of training, still wearing all black and looking unfairly good while cameras immediately turned toward him.

The second he spotted YN?

It was over.

He walked straight to her without even greeting anyone properly first, hands instantly finding her waist while she smiled up at him.

And that alone would've been fine.

Except he kept touching her.

Her waist.

Her hip.

Her lower back.

His hand resting against her stomach absentmindedly while talking.

At one point during the show, YN leaned into his shoulder while laughing and Kenan kissed the top of her head without even thinking about it.

The cameras LOST their minds.

Clips spread everywhere within minutes.

“THE BABY RUMORS ARE REAL.”

“This is exactly how my husband acted when I was pregnant.”

“He’s so protective lately???”

Even worse?

Kenan started accidentally feeding into it.

Because once he noticed people pushing too close near YN outside events, he became insanely clingy.

Like holding her hand crossing tiny streets.

Pulling her into his chest during paparazzi crowds.

Adjusting her coat himself.

Constantly asking:

“You okay?”

“You tired?”

“Come here.”

And the internet interpreted every single thing as:

BABY CONFIRMED.

His teammates were absolutely useless.

“Congratulations,” one of them grinned during training.

Kenan blinked. “For what?”

“The baby.”

“There is no baby.”

“Sure.”

Kenan groaned loudly.

Even worse was when he walked into the locker room later and someone started playing lullaby music from their phone.

“I hate all of you.”

YN found the whole thing hilarious.

Mostly because Kenan genuinely did not understand why everyone thought she was pregnant.

Until one night.

They were leaving dinner together when paparazzi started shouting questions.

“YN ARE YOU EXPECTING?”

“KENAN IS IT TRUE?”

“IS THAT WHY YOU’RE SO PROTECTIVE?”

YN immediately froze.

Kenan, meanwhile, instinctively pulled her closer against him while guiding her into the car carefully.

Which only made the cameras go crazier.

The second the door shut, YN looked at him slowly.

“…You literally just proved their point.”

“What point?”

“You touched my stomach again.”

Kenan looked down.

His hand was, in fact, resting protectively over her stomach.

He blinked.

“Oh.”

YN burst into laughter.

“Oh my God,” she wheezed, “YOU are the reason for the rumors.”

“I don’t even notice I’m doing it.”

“That’s somehow worse.”

Kenan just shook his head smiling before leaning over the console to kiss her softly.

“Maybe I just like touching my girlfriend.”

“Sure,” she teased. “That’s definitely all it is.”

His eyes narrowed playfully.

“You’re enjoying this too much.”

“A little.”

He kissed her again, slower this time, smiling against her lips when she laughed quietly.

Outside, cameras were still flashing wildly through the windows.

And somewhere online, another theory thread was already being made.

This was Requested.🫶🏼

sogoodtoheritsvicious

fuck you (for now)

summary: two separate pictures of you and charles without your wedding rings and one song released at the wrong time has fans speculating that everyone's favorite married couple is heading for a divorce. the truth is a lot less scandalous.

pairing: charles leclerc x wife!reader

fc: jade thirlwall

warnings: tiny bit suggestive - minors dni • time skips • likely a mistake or two

vicious speaks: a short and sweet one for you today 💙

charles masterlist | read on ao3

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deuxmoi F1 driver Charles Leclerc was spotted in a new video today without his wedding ring - a few months after we reported that things were tense between him and his wife, singer Yn Leclerc. Was this just a coincidence, or is there trouble in paradise? 🧐 Let us know your thoughts below!

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beaches - jack abbot x shy!reader smau :)

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y/u/n: is this the black dog taylor swift wrote about?

atjl-dracarys

Fanpage

Lando Norris x reader

Social media au

This is something short to compensate my lack of publishing, College is not for the weak 😔

Madeline Argy as a faceclaim, Lando being completely in love of reader, suggestive comments, little connection to my last story "The McLaren siblings".

Lando.jpg becomes a fanpage dedicated to you, showing how in love Lando is.

blaney-dnf

I hope racist and conservative nascar fans are fuming today after suárez, a mexican who one of their goats personally helped and mentored, won on memorial day. Or actually, better yet, i hope it softens them and they reflect on their hateful beliefs and unmoral politics.

checkeredflagggs

Homewrecker?

pairing: charles leclerc x alexandra leclerc x reader

summary: when alexandra’s childhood friend finished college, her arrival in miami brings about unexpected changes for the leclercs

a/n: this originally started as a max/charles/alex/reader coming from a prompt from @sinofwriting — which I’m still planning on writing 😂 but i decided to just go with the flow instead

Masterlist

Private Messages: Alexandra and YN

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HOT! CHOCOLATE [TEXTS]

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summary: texts they send when they accidentally (or not) ate your aphrodisiac chocolates.

drivers: charles leclerc, oscar piastri, lando norris and max verstappen. (fem!reader)

warnings: explicit/suggestive language, cursing, pretty much horny af drivers hehe, mention of aphrodisiac chocolate consumption and its effects (obviously)

a/n: hi my angels! how are you all?? i was meant to post these a few days ago but life decided to turn me into a sneezing and coughing mess so i've been resting. happy reading :))

feedback/reblogs are always appreciated!

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charles leclerc.

moonlightproblems

Can you do a req about lando where the reader had a pregnancy scare with her boyfriend who flipped out on her and she comes back to their friend’s air bnb late and crying and she doesn’t realise lando is in the kitchen and he’s just super touchy and comforting to the reader and they eventually kiss or smth 😋

Just Let Me Hold You

Lando Norris x Girlfriend!reader

Synopsis: Lando finds you coming home in tears after your boyfriend panics over a pregnancy scare. He’s the only one awake, pulls you into his arms, comforts you until you finally breathe again, and when you look up at him, the years of quiet love between you spill over into a kiss.

Moonlight Radio: loved writing this one, I hope u like it!

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