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"𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?" 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

[radiochex]

WELCOME TO MY BLOG!

növa - aussie / swede - of age redbull + mclaren enthusiest

blog guide - masterlist - requests: open

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[radiochex]

i feel like there aren’t enough fics about nhl players/f1 drivers with a chronically ill reader #endogirliesrise🫩✊

should there be more chronic illness awareness

yes

no

Voting ended onJul 20

[uwannalovemern]

oh garrett graham, the man you are.

[wcters]

waking up with connor is a war in itself. first of all, this man is an INSANELY heavy sleeper. he could sleep through a tornado siren if it happened (you know this because you and frank pranked him by blowing an air horn in his face and all he did was grunt and shift a little). he’s like trying to wake a bear from mid-hibernation. he sleeps through anything, and he’s all muscle so you can’t try to wake him by pushing him off the bed. most times, if he isn’t on you already, he’ll move and land on you like he’s trying to smother you. you have to fight to turn off his MULTIPLE alarms because he won’t wake up to them.

you always get up first to go to the bathroom and them make breakfast, and everyone morning like clockwork, connor walks out into the kitchen, sweatpants low on his waist and the top of his boxers peeking out, sweatshirt carelessly slipped on and hair a mess from putting it on and getting out of bed. he does this little stretch with his arms while yawning, scratches his torso while he walks over, and kisses your head while saying “good morning”. you joke he looks like he had a good sleep and he always responds with “well, you were there”.

you eat together while you chat about your day ahead, brush your teeth together either side-by-side or him standing behind you with an arm around your waist. you’ve been doing this for awhile so you’re in sync at this point. you then make your way to the car where he drops you off at work, leaning over the console and kissing you before wishing you goodbye.

mornings are a time where you two have you’re own little world to yourselves

[radiochex]

HELLO I HAVE RISEN AGAIN

i know, i know. excuses, excuses but i swear they’re valid ones this time and im not leaving yall again 😔

first week of school holidays and i was in brisbane without my laptop, second week i was moving into my new room, and just when school started and i thought i was finally settled I GET THE NEW STRAIN OF COVID

so i haven’t left you guys stranded again im just genuinely dying for a fat minute anyway love you all snaps will be back soon 🙂‍↕️

[radiochex]

SNAPS 2

previous | part two | part three

arvid lidnblad x quadrant!reader

face claim: random girls on pinterest

summary: quadrants media girl finally gets the attention she deserves, even from a certain formula 2 driver.

genre: fluff, slight angst?

wc: 171 (not including pictures)

warnings: swearing, the c word (im australian it's okay), hints at yn being aussie / yn is half swedish like arvid, mentions of stalking to a minimal degree?

(sent from arvid's phone)

(sent from yn's phone)

(sent from keegan's phone)

(sent from yn's phone)

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arvid.lindblad a stroll in the home markets (i was held hostage in the last photo 😔)

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usersix something's cooking here... ↳ usereight WHY ARE YOU EVERYWHERE ↳ usersix locked in.

riabish cutie patooties ↳ usernine what does maria know that we don't and why are you here girl 😭

yourusername um excuse me you were NOT held hostage ↳ arvid.lindblad i was laughing out of pure fear ↳ yourusername you loved it 😒 ↳ arvid.lindblad guilty 🤍

leah.plintiff how desperate can she be honestly. ↳ lando with all due respect, fuck off mate ↳ mclaren you know what... i won't interrupt this time...

liked by arvid.lindblad, lando, pietra.pilao and 465 others

yn.private ig london boys are cute

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alexandrasaintmleux ALREADY??? ↳ yn.private hehe 🤭

pietra.pilao so adorable missy 🤍 ↳ yn.private ur adorable ↳ arvid.lindblad woah ☹

arvid.lindblad ig half swedish girls are cute too ↳ yn.private YOU GUESS??? ↳ arvid.lindblad OH NO ☹

radio check: PART TWO IS HERE and she is juicyyy. guys i promise i will make the parts consistent (probably not a post every single day but at LEAST twice a week.) anyway, hope you enjoyed!

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[radiochex]

SNAPS

part one | part two

arvid lidnblad x quadrant!reader

face claim: random girls on pinterest

summary: quadrants media girl finally gets the attention she deserves, even from a certain formula 2 driver.

genre: fluff

wc: 209 (not including pictures)

warnings: swearing, windows emojis in imessages (don’t. ask.)

liked by yourusername, lando, alexdunneracing and 452,610 others

quadrant we love our media girl! everyone give @yourusername a big clap for taking photos of these idiots doing stupid things 😵‍💫

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lando we love yn ↳ lando wait did i just get called an idiot ↳ yourusername yes

riabish my girl is so pretty and then there's lando 🫶 ↳ lando okay what the fuck ↳ mclaren language. ↳ lando OKAY WHAT THE HECK

yourusername love love love my team 🤍

userone why is alex dunne in the likes 😭 ↳ usertwo im not surprised since mclaren also showed up ↳ userone true that

(sent from alex's phone)

liked by riabish, alexdunneracing, arvid.lindblad and 667,871 others

quadrant welcome to the quad club 🎾👀

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userthree IS THAT YN IN THE SECOND SLIDE??? ↳ userfour omg it is ↳ usersix NO FREAKING WAY BRO

yourusername look at lil old me rocking that polo ↳ usersix ROCK THAT BODY, CMON CMON ROCK THAT BODY ↳ yourusername rock ur body 🙂‍↕️

userone first alex now arvid. ↳ usertwo im skeptical. ↳ userone oh hello again ↳ usertwo hello ↳ userone ...team up on this mission? ↳ usertwo definitely.

(sent from lando's phone)

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radio check: you guys asked and i answered... here's the new arvid fic! this is only the start (obviously) and there'll be many more parts which will include some written stuff as we dive further into the world of arvid and yn 🙂‍↕️

all works belong to @radiochex - do not copy, translate or repost my works without permission.

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[radiochex]

BLOG GUIDE

rules: - respect and love are the only things welcome here. - i do NOT write smut for minors (but will write fluff for them). - if someone requests a character / sportsperson who i do not write for, i will not write it.

who i write for (ones in bold are favourited): SPORT F1 - max verstappen, lando norris, oscar piastri, charles leclerc, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, isack hadjar, liam lawson, oliver bearman, gabriel bortoletto, kimi antonelli, george russell, paul aron, franco colapinto, jack doohan, daniel ricciardo, logan sargent F2 - pepe marti, arvid lindblad, luke browning, dino beganovic, sebastian montoya, alex dunne F3, F4 & other divisions - mari boya, nikola tsolov, thomas bearman, freddie slater, alex powell, tomass štolcermanis, authur leclerc QUADRANT: max fewtrell, ria bish, niran yesufu, keegan palmer

MUSIC POP - tate mcrae, the kid laroi, madison beer KPOP - stray kids (all members)

SHOWS / MOVIESSHADOW & BONE - malyen, aleksander kirigan SIX OF CROWS - kaz brekker MAZE RUNNER thomas, newt, minho HEARTSTOPPER - nick nelson ONE PIECE - monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, portgas d. ace, shanks, trafalgar d. water law THE ARTFUL DODGER - jack dawkins

i will not write for any characters outside of this list - some exceptions may be made.

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[radiochex]

MASTERLIST

WRITINGS FORMULA 1 ‎‧✧˚₊‧ lando norris - block your ears lilly lie to girls

SIX OF CROWS ‧✧˚₊‧ kaz brekker - stained

BLURBS FORMULA 1 ‧✧˚₊‧ lando norris - guess sports car (+ oscar piastri) deaf to hearing oscar piastri - sports car (+ lando norris)

SMAU + TEXTS FOMRULA 1 ‧✧˚₊‧ lando norris - bed chem oscar piastri - tour (your) down under: prologue (TBC)

FORMULA 2 ‧✧˚₊‧ arvid lidnblad - snaps: one (TBC)

SERIES FORMULA 1 ‧✧˚₊‧ oscar piastri - tour (your) down under (TBC): prologue

FORMULA 2 ‧✧˚₊‧ arvid lindblad - snaps (TBC): one

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[radiochex]

am i back?

yes.

did i die?

also yes.

will i actually post this time?

…stick around and find out folks because we’re in for a BLOG REBRAND YEAHHHHHH

ahaha pick one don’t ask questions.

PICK 🙏

pepe martí

arvid lindblad

sebastian montoya

Voting ended onJun 22, 2025

[httpiastri]

sunrise serenity – jmm21

your first morning with pepe, after your first night together...

genre: fluff + a little little suggestive

pairing: reader x pepe marti

warnings: hmmmm a few suggestive mentions but that's it i think

word count: 1.3k (like, exactly 1300.... kinda freaky actually)

requested: again not rlly lol but there have been asks abt more pepe stuff soooo :)

author's note: hehe a little more pepe love <33 idk thinking about waking up and seeing his gorgeous tanned back- 😶 it makes me freak a little ngl. anyway. hope u all have a lovely weekend <3 also i *just* realized that i forgot to use any spanish in this lol hope u still enjoy :)

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the room is so light, way too light, when your eyes finally flutter open. keeping them open is a constant battle, with the rays of sunlight peeking past the blinds stinging like you're staring straight into the sun itself. you just want to roll around and bury your face into the pillow underneath you, but something about the feeling of the pillow against your skin feels unfamiliar... and that's when you realize.

right. this isn't your own bed, or your own apartment – it's pepe's.

your eyes are fully open by now, butterflies waking up in the pit of your stomach as they roam across the room. seeing a pile of your boyfriend's clothes folded up on a nearby chair, the pictures of his family and friends hung up on the walls, all of the other little quirks that just scream pepe; it's all so unfamiliar, yet so comforting and heartwarming.

this isn't your first time being in this room, but it's the first time you see it in this light. the first time you wake up in this bed, the first time you're in his room at this hour of the day. you and pepe have been dating for a few months now, and you've been planning for the first time you stay overnight in his apartment for quite a while. last night, it was finally time – and you've probably never had as good of a night's sleep before in your life. from the fact that he cooked you a very fancy dinner, to the way that his fingers danced across your skin when you lied next to him in bed; everything was just perfect. and going grocery shopping together, helping each other clean the dishes, brushing your teeth side by side…

it was hard not to imagine what it would feel like to spend all your days like this. it all became so real, so domestic, and you never want to go back.

the sound of pans clinging together along with a quiet swear reaches your ears and you can't help but let out a chuckle, finally pushing yourself up to sit on the edge of the bed. you reach for the first piece of clothing you can see, which turns out to be the oversized shirt pepe wore last night, and you pull it over your head before rising from the bed. your body is still a bit sore, but the sweet aroma of pancakes meeting your nose gives you the energy to keep going.

you stop in your tracks when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror right by pepe's bedroom door – or, more exactly, the sight of your neck.

the trail of lovebites your boyfriend left stretches from your jaw and down under the collar of your shirt, and you know you'd be met by many more if you looked underneath it. the artwork is so mesmerizing that you have to shake your head to bring yourself out of your trance, slightly embarrassed by the way your stomach flips just at the sight of some hickeys.

when you eventually make your way into the kitchen and your eyes land on your boyfriend, you almost swoon. the sight of him from behind is just gorgeous; his sweatpants hanging low on his hips and his tanned, broad back practically calling out for you to come and kiss it. you're not sure if he's heard your footsteps or if he can just sense your presence, but pepe shifts slightly after a few moments. "good morning."

"good morning," you cheer back, beginning to stroll over to him. when he looks over his shoulder and takes in the sight of you, the way the hem of his shirt reaches the middle of your thigh and your slightly messy bedhead, a little laugh slips past his lips. your eyebrows pinch together. "what?"

"nothing," he says, arm wrapping around your shoulders once you reach his side. "you're just cute, that's all."

you coo playfully at him, hand reaching up to cup the side of his face before getting on your tippytoes. pepe meets you halfway, lips sealing against yours with ease.

"slept well?" he asks when you pull apart, his hand dropping down to your hip and pulling you in closer. his other hand works on flipping the pancake in the pan, a hint of a smile on his lips as if he already knows the answer.

"really well. you?"

pepe nods before leaning his head against yours. "you were out like a light yesterday," he says with another chuckle. "i swear, the second your head hit the pillow..."

you let out a groan. "i'm sorry."

"no, don't apologize!" he interjects immediately. "we had a long day. you looked so peaceful, it was adorable." he pulls his head away, looking down at you with a grin. "seeing that calm side of you was interesting, honestly. it's a far cry from how you are when you're awake, i'll tell you that."

"hey!"

your exclaim is followed by a press of your elbow into his side, which he answers with a quick kiss to your temple. you wriggle out of his embrace, to which his eyebrows shoot up – but when he watches you push yourself up to sit atop the counter next to the stove, legs dangling from the edge and feet swinging in the air, he relaxes again.

pepe places the pancake on a plate by your side, before pouring a thin layer of batter into the pan. "do you usually have pancakes for breakfast?" you tease, biting back the smile that wants to spread across your lips when your boyfriend's free hand lands on your knee.

he shakes his head, thumb drawing circles into your skin while he spreads the batter out evenly in the pan. "i wish." there are a few moments of silence before he turns to you, a slight smirk on his face. "though, i know something i'd rather have for breakfast every morning..."

tender fingers brush a few strands of hair out of your face and behind your ear before resting right below your jaw as pepe leans in, nose nudging yours to draw out a giggle from you. and then he kisses you, his smile pressed against yours as your eyes flutter closed. your hands come up to rest on his shoulders, the feeling of his warm skin and the strong muscles beneath it sending a shiver down your spine.

pepe tastes faintly of toothpaste with just a hint of sweetness, as if he's already had a sample of a pancake. when his lips part, yours follow his lead, and you can't help the sound that leaves the back of your throat as he licks into your mouth. your arms wrap around his neck for stability and his hands reach for your waist, pulling you forward and into him.

when his kisses begin to travel along your cheek, your legs wrap around him almost out of habit. you sigh, the way his lips move down the side of your neck making your head spin. but your skin is still so sensitive, and the little whine that escapes from your mouth has him pulling back. he blinks down at you, but it doesn't take long before he understands.

one of his fingers traces along the marks he's left down your neck, a content and proud smile on his lips. "i'm sorry," he says, though you both know there's no sincerity in the apology.

"don't be, they look good," you start, leaning forward to seal your lips again. "and they felt really good, too."

the groan that vibrates from his chest has you smiling against him yet again. "you can't just say that. you're gonna have to stay over way more often now."

"deal."

[leclace]

everybody on this app is so dramatic bcs they're acting like ferrari did the most unspeakable fucked up thing to sainz when they just... didn't renew his contract

[book-place-incorrect-quotes]

Y/N: *sitting on her bed, reading. Hasn’t eaten all day*

Y/N: *looks up suddenly* Why do I hear boss music?

Newt: *kicks down the door* Y/N M/N L/N

Y/N: OH FUCK-

[dead123454-deactivated20250717]

"stop bouncing your leg" well its either this or i start screaming

[sweet-cherry-kisses]

i want to bite his bicep

[radiochex]

me too

[radiochex]

How do you make a master list?

hey anon! great question!

there are many tutorials on youtube and tiktok that give a visual explanation and walk you through it, but i’ll try my best!

just like any other master list, you write up what you want it to say. then, after writing a fic that you have created or recommend, you go to that fic, click ‘copy irl’ or ‘copy embed’, return to your master list, highlight the name of the fic and paste the url onto it.

this is sort of a rushed explanation but i hope it makes sense! if not, like i said, youtube videos are very, VERY helpful and also show where to click!

good luck!! 🧡🧡🧡

[radiochex]

i’ve always thought about lando having a deaf baby, as someone who is deaf myself and i too think he would be amazing. like imagine the baby was born deaf, and his reaction to the baby hearing your voices for the first time after having a cochlear or just a hearing aid fitted🥹🥹🥹i’ve thought about this sm

you. are. so. RIGHT

thank you so much anon for this ask and i’m sorry i took so long to get to you!!! and kudos to you for telling us your story 🥹 this one’s for you 🧡🧡🧡

people might’ve said it was controversial, for lando to be holding eden instead of y/n, but they’d never realise it was y/n’s idea.

the doctor’s office was quiet - ironically. eden looked around, her tiny baby arms flailing in the ear as her curious eyes looked around the white room.

lando swore he almost cried when the doctor re-entered the room with that tiny hearing aid in her hands. he looked over to his wife, that signature grin plastered on his face.

“alright…” the doctor spoke, bending down to be eye level with the baby. after a minute or so of eden’s whinging because a random stranger lady was trying to put a piece of metal on her head, the doctor was finally able to connect it. “get ready.”

as soon as the aid was turned on, eden let out a cry. lando turned the little girl around to face him before saying his first words to his daughter.

“eden, daddy’s here.”

as soon as lando spoke, eden stopped. the whole room stopped. y/n held her breath, tears brimming her eyes. suddenly, eden let out a soft giggle, and the world seemed to stop. lando let out a laugh, tears finally spilling down his cheeks.

his daughter - his first child - could hear.