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Hi my name's sasha if your into f1 and silly lil stories we will be best frineds.

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Love loss and stage lights [lando norris]

Birthday calender [f1 smaus]

Freefall [oscar piastri]

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RANDOS [F1 MASTERLIST]

Oscar piastri x peter Parker 🌶

Oscar piastri x choking 🌶

Oscar piastri x reader with toxic family

Charles lecrec x scars 🌶

Charles lecrec x single mom reader

Lando norris x high sex 🌶

Lando norris x cold reader

Lando norris x sleepy reader

Lewis hamiton x Jackson

Kimi antionellie x childhood sweetheart

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Free fall [7]

Summary-: oscar and lia were one the last segment of the whole shoot.. just the two of them diving the coast as they were out in the ocean things went too far and now oscar was the world's biggest idiot

Warnings-: mentions of assault and drugs, open talk of insecurity, slight downward spiral for oscar [we love him suffering]

Chapter seven - "wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all"

The final day of the feature felt like a stay of execution.

Oscar stood on the shore of the secluded cove, his surfboard tucked under one arm. The crew had stayed back at the ridge to capture long-lens B-roll of the coastline, leaving only Oscar and Lia to venture into the water for the "active conservation" segment. It was just them. No mics, no lighting rigs, just the rhythmic pulse of the Ocean and the salt spray that felt like needles against his skin.

And a go pro for when they would dive in the reef to show that oscar was so one with the ocean

He watched Lia zip up her wetsuit, her movements familiar and efficient. She didn't look like a journalist today; she looked like the girl who used to challenge him to paddle-races until their lungs burned.

"Ready to get humbled, Piastri?" she asked, her voice light, though her eyes held a weight he couldn't quite name.

"In your dreams, Lia," he countered. The banter felt easier now, a rhythmic back-and-forth they had fallen into like they’d never been apart.

They paddled out in perfect synchronization. It was an unspoken language, a muscle memory that seven years of distance hadn't managed to erase. They moved through the break with the same timing, duck-diving under the turquoise rollers at the exact same second, emerging on the other side to shake the water from their eyes and grin at each other.

In the water, Oscar wasn't the man who had lost a world championship. He wasn't the "Iceboy" or the celebrity ambassador. He was just a guy in the surf with the only person who had ever truly known the rhythm of his heart.

"Look," Lia whispered, treading water as they reached the calmer swells. She pointed down through the crystalline surface.

A green sea turtle was gliding beneath them, its flippers moving like wings through the kelp forest. Oscar submerged, diving down without a second thought. He felt Lia right beside him. They swam in a silent, underwater ballet, hovering over the reef, their shadows mingling on the seabed. For a moment, the world of weddings and silver rings didn't exist. There was only the pressure of the sea and the shared breath they took when they broke the surface together.

They sat back on their boards, the boards drifting close enough that their leashes tangled for a second. Oscar reached down to untangle them, his fingers brushing the fiberglass near her feet.

"You're still slow on the takeoff," he joked, looking at her with a lopsided grin. "All that time in the bush has made you soft."

Lia splashed a handful of saltwater at his face, laughing. "I'm not slow, I'm 'methodical.' You're just a speed demon who doesn't know how to enjoy the scenery."

"I enjoy the scenery just fine," he said. He looked away then, staring out at the horizon where the blue of the water met the blue of the sky.

He didn't say what he was thinking. He didn't ask her about the lie or why she was marrying a man who had built a wall between them. He didn't tell her that he was set for life and ready to come home. He just sat there, the "Iceboy" mask firmly back in place, shoving every jagged feeling into the quietest part of his chest. He looked at her and saw a girl who was happy with her life, a girl who had moved on to a stable man in a stable house.

Lia sat beside him, her gaze fixed on the same horizon. She didn't say that her life felt like a house of cards. She didn't tell him she was terrified. She just balanced on her board, watching the light dance on the water.

They stayed there for a long time, two silhouettes against the vastness of the Ocean, perfectly in sync and miles apart.

The ocean was dead calm, the only sound the rhythmic slap of water against the fiberglass of their boards. The silence was safe, a familiar barrier they both knew how to maintain. But as the sun began to dip, casting long, bruised shadows over the swells, the weight of the last forty-eight hours finally crushed the "Iceboy" protocol.

Lia cleared her throat, her voice small against the vastness of the Indian Ocean. "You don't have to come, you know. To the wedding. If you don't want to."

Oscar didn’t move. He kept his eyes on the horizon. "Why would I not want to?"

"I know you and Logan fought," she said, her fingers tracing the wax on her board. "I know it’s... complicated."

"Well, we did too," Oscar countered, his voice rough. "You and me. We fought."

Lia let out a jagged breath. "We didn't fight, Oscar. We broke each other's hearts because I was insecure."

Oscar finally turned his head, his brow furrowed in genuine, sharp confusion. "Huh? What do you mean you were insecure? Insecure of what?"

Lia looked at him, her expression a mix of disbelief and mounting frustration. She was confused by his confusion. How could he not know? "Are you serious right now?" she squealed, a sound of pure, high-pitched exasperation that echoed off the water.

She buried her face in her hands for a second, then looked back at him, her eyes bright. "I thought the minute you left, you’d just find someone prettier. Someone better. Someone more mature and prepared for a global stage than some local girl from Melbourne. And then at the party... when I saw you with that girl... it was just everything I believed coming true. It was the proof."

A flicker of heat—real, unfiltered anger—flashed across Oscar’s face. He wasn't the calm F1 driver anymore; he was the boy who had been robbed of his own truth.

"Lia, I was shitfaced," he said, his voice rising. "I was distorted. I didn't even know who that girl was. The second she touched me, I pushed her back so hard she literally fell into the pool. It wasn't a 'goodbye kiss,' it was a disaster."

Lia froze. "What?"

"Dude, the whole thing got posted on a karting gossip channel back then," Oscar said, shaking his head in disbelief. "It was humiliating. Surely Logan told you? He saw the whole thing. He was standing right there when I crawled out of the crowd to find you."

Lia felt the world go silent. The water seemed to stop moving. A sad, jagged smile touched her lips as the last piece of the lie fell into place. "No," she whispered. "Logan was so mad about your fight... he let me believe you’d been kissing girls all night. He let me believe you were already gone."

Oscar’s jaw set so hard it looked like it might crack. The betrayal from Logan was a dull ache he’d lived with, but seeing the wreckage it had caused in Lia’s eyes made him want to burn the whole coast down. He took a long, steadying breath, shoving the rage down because there was something more important he had to say. Something he’d been holding for 2,555 days.

"Lia," he said, his voice dropping to a low, steady frequency. "I have not been with a woman in seven years."

She looked up at him, her breath hitching.

"There has been no one," he said, his gaze locked onto hers, refusing to let her look away. "No one after you."

The statement hung between their boards, heavier than the ocean itself. For seven years, he’d chased a championship to prove he was the best in the world. But sitting there, watching the realization shatter her expression, Oscar realized he’d just lost a race he didn't even know he was still running.

The sun was a dying ember on the horizon, turning the water into a sheet of bruised purple. The confession sat between them, heavy and raw, but instead of the soft moment Oscar had imagined for seven years, the air turned jagged.

Lia’s grip on her board tightened until her knuckles were white. "It’s getting late," she said, her voice brittle. "We should paddle back."

Oscar stared at her, stunned. "Are you serious? You’re just going to shut me out? After what I just told you?"

"What do you want me to say, Oscar?" she snapped, finally looking at him, her eyes flashing with a mix of panic and fury. "I’m getting married. To someone else. It’s not my fault you didn’t move on!"

"Oh, and you did?" Oscar countered, his voice rising over the sound of the swell.

"Yes! I’m marrying him!"

"You’re marrying a liar, Lia!"

She let out a harsh, dry scoff, shaking her head. "He was a teenager! We were all kids, Oscar! You can't hold a grudge over some high school drama when I have a whole life built with him."

"You’re going to regret this," Oscar said, "You don’t love him. Not like that."

"You don’t know anything about me!" Lia screamed back, the sound echoing across the empty water. "How do you know who I love? You haven't been here! You don't see my life!"

"I know that you don’t wear silver," Oscar said, his voice suddenly dropping to a low, lethal calm that stopped her breath.

Lia froze.

"I know that you like gold jewelry. I know that’s what looks good on you, that it matches your skin, so that’s all you ever wear. But your ring? Your ring is silver, Lia. I know that you think the best way to get something you want is through good food. I know you still have that anklet on. You haven’t taken it off for one second since we were twelve."

He leaned forward, his eyes boring into hers. "I know that you have three freckles scattered around your left inner thigh. I remember everything, Lia. I know you better than anyone. I know you better than he ever will."

Lia’s face went deathly pale. The intimacy of his words felt like a physical touch, stripping away every defense she had spent seven years building. She looked at him—really looked at him—and for a second, the reflection of the girl she used to be stared back.

Then, she snapped.

Without a word, she spun her board around, digging her arms into the water with a frantic, desperate strength. She didn't look back. She didn't check to see if he was following. She just paddled, her heart hammering against her ribs, trying to outrun the truth that was currently drowning her.

The drive back to the sanctuary was a vacuum of sound. Oscar kept his eyes fixed on the dark road, the steering wheel slick under his palms, while Lia sat pressed against the passenger door as if trying to merge with the glass. Every time the tires hit a bump and their shoulders brushed, she flinched.

It was the kind of silence that didn't just feel empty—it felt heavy, like they were both carrying the weight of the words he’d thrown at her in the water. Three freckles. Gold jewelry. I know you.

When they reached the camp, she was gone into the shadows of the cabins before the crew could even ask her for the footage of them diving

The next morning, the "stay of execution" was officially over.

Oscar stepped out of his cabin, the early Australian sun already biting at his neck. He had expected to see the crew packing up crates or Lia reviewing the final shots. Instead, he walked straight into a staged nightmare.

Logan was there.

He wasn't just there; he had seemingly annexed the entire communal area of the film site. He was leaning over a rustic wooden table, a set of floor plans and floral arrangement sketches spread out over the space where Oscar and Lia had shared their quiet, bantering lunch two days ago.

"No, I think the white lilies," Logan was saying, his voice loud and possessive in the morning air. He looked up, spotting Oscar, and flashed a grin that didn't reach his eyes. "Hey, Oscar! Glad you’re up. Lia was just telling me how great the surf segment went."

Lia was standing right beside him. She looked exhausted, her eyes rimmed with red, but she was tucked firmly under Logan’s arm. Logan’s hand was draped over her shoulder, his fingers idly playing with the collar of her shirt—a casual, domestic gesture that screamed ownership.

"We’re just finalizing the seating chart," Logan continued,

Oscar felt a hot, prickly wave of humiliation crawl up his throat. He stood there in his team gear, the elite athlete, the world-famous driver, and he felt like a child being scolded. He saw the silver ring on Lia’s finger catching the light as she reached down to adjust a photo of a three-tiered cake.

She wouldn't look at him. Every time Oscar tried to catch her eye, she’d find a sudden interest in a swatch of lace or the font on a sample invitation.

"Lia said the surf was a bit rough yesterday," Logan said, his tone mocking. "I told her she should’ve stayed in. But you know how she is—stubborn. Always trying to prove she can keep up with the big boys."

He pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. Lia didn't pull away. She leaned into him, a move that felt less like affection and more like a desperate attempt to anchor herself to the lie she had chosen.

"I'll leave you to it," Oscar said, his voice flat, sounding like a stranger to his own ears.

"Don't be a stranger, mate!" Logan called out after him.

Oscar didn't answer. He kept walking toward the equipment truck, his chest tight. He had spent his whole life winning—finding the gap, taking the corner, coming out on top. But as he watched Logan whisper something in Lia’s ear that made her force a small, brittle laugh, Oscar realized he wasn't even in the race. He was just the audience, watching the crash happen in slow motion.

The drive back to his family home felt like a victory lap through a graveyard.

Oscar pulled his rental into the driveway, the engine ticking as it cooled in the humid afternoon air. For a world-class driver, he’d never felt more like he was idling in neutral. He stepped into the house—the house that was supposed to be his sanctuary—and headed straight for his bedroom, the one place where he didn't have to pretend he was okay with being the guest at his own heartbreak.

He stripped off the McLaren team polo, the bright papaya orange feeling like a neon sign for a life he suddenly didn't want. He threw it into the corner and collapsed onto his bed, staring at the ceiling fans as they whirred in a monotonous circle.

His chest felt tight, the skin on his palms still sensing the ghost of the water’s pressure from the day before.

“I know you better than anyone.”

The words he’d spat at her in the water felt less like a triumph now and more like a confession of his own stupidity. He had remembered the freckles, the jewelry, but he had forgotten the most important thing: Lia didn’t want to be known. Not by him. Not anymore.

The image of Logan’s hand on her shoulder—the casual, heavy ownership of it—was burned into the back of his eyelids. Logan knew he’d won. That smug grin hadn’t been about the wedding; it had been a victory lap over Oscar’s seven-year silence.

Oscar reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at the lock screen—a generic photo of a racetrack—and felt a wave of pure, unadulterated sulkiness wash over him. He was one of the twenty best drivers in the world. He had millions in the bank. He had a career people would kill for.

And yet, he was sitting in his childhood bedroom, feeling like the same seventeen-year-old kid who was a nervous wreck

He rolled onto his side, his gaze landing on an old trophy on his bookshelf—a karting championship from years ago. He and Logan had shared that podium. He remembered the heat of the sun that day, the smell of burnt rubber, and the way Lia had jumped into his arms afterward, smelling of salt and sunscreen.

He’d gone to the other side of the world to make sure they’d never have to worry about money or security. He’d done everything "right." He had played the long game, and all it had gotten him was a front-row seat to her marrying a man who didn't even know she hated silver.

“Stupid,” he muttered into his pillow, his voice muffled and thick. “So incredibly stupid.”

He didn't want to go to the wedding. He didn't want to wear another suit and smile while Logan toasted to a future that should have been Oscar’s. He wanted to get on a plane and fly back to Woking, bury himself in telemetry data, and pretend that the girl with the gold anklet didn't exist.

But he knew he wouldn't. He’d show up. He’d wear the mask. Because if he didn't, he’d have to admit that he had lost the only race that actually mattered.

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Oscar piastri hasn't only ever loved one girl his whole life and now he has to watch her marry his bestfrined

Lia never quite believed she was good enough and when the love of her life really drove that sentiment home. It left her broken in half ready to take whatever shallow excuse of love logan gave her

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Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

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Lando norris x loml

Charles lecrec x run

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hey girl! I just wanted to let you know that for some reason the free fall master list links no longer work :((

Omg yess for some reason none of my masterlifsts are working its horrible ill have to remake everything

God help me

[sasha-f1]

Hi everyone im back

So someone vrey close to me passed away abd so I just lost all ny joy and motivation to write but I do intent to write again.

Hope u can be patient and give me some more time

Thank u

[sasha-f1]

Anon is right, you are using some sort of ai to write because the wording, the short sentences and the spacing and punctuation is consistent with AI specifically ChatGPT.

Past being mad now, not that I owe anyone a explanation but I will give one anyway cuz im petty

If u look at my previous fics, I have mentioned many times english inst my first language and that is why I struggle with spellings and grammar and when u read my fics u will realize alot of spelling and typos are still there!

Second (cant belive im leaking my work but ok)

Here are the screen recordings of the unwritten chapters in my notes app (unedited)

I willingly! Go back and structure my writing because I think it looks pretty and that dosent mean I use AI!

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Sasha yaps!!

So there is fake tumbler acc whose going around telling people they have like 48 hours to verify thier details or else thier acc will be deleted.

And I almost fucking fell for it omg! Thank god I didnt

Be safe u guys (tf😭)

[sasha-f1]

So glad u actully improved your spellings and Grammer u shoukd go back and fix the old works too because they have alot of mistakes

Yess I have gone back and read thru my work and improved my spellings!!! I might or might not revisit my old work. But I do think my work is bound to have spellings cuz english isnt my first language and alot of the times I use my phone instead of my laptop.

Still thanks for the acknowledgement lol

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F1 X POPSTAR [LN4] pt.2

Synopsis-: lando norris ans y/n had found themselves in a messy situation but after it died down.. fans relaized just how scared it left her.

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Loml

<Prev [wish u were sober]

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@noty/n

Caption-: life lately!!

Comments-:

@User01- one thing i forver admire abt y/n is she didnt stop living her life, shes still the same her.

@User02- third slide is so pretyy

@User03- [replied to @user02-] fr what camera dose she use

@Alexanderlecrec- my love!!

@User04- help thier friendship is my favorite!

@sabrinacarpenter- partner in parties and crime!

@not!y/n- [replied to @sabrinacarpenter-] lol!! Yess!!

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@f1gossip!daily

Caption- lando norris speaks up regarding the speculation about his relationships!

[Transcribe- ]

"So lando, obviously theres been alot of rumours about your relationships with the pop singer y/n what do u have to say about that"

"Honestly nothing, people like to make stuff up and overexagerte things. And i dont let it affect me anymore. Im a human i make mistakes in party i have fun. You cant judge me for somthing that would have been fine if a normal person would have done it.

I also think its important to note, that in our age relationships are somthing very serious and to make it official is a very huge step, and when u live under the public eye.. the people nearby make it public for u and that i think is why things seem like infidelity or .orally wrong when really they werent."

"So you main takeaway is privacy?"

*he nods* "yes, and just respect, like it dosnet help if people chase after it for clout and strech it. Like somthings gonna sound worse if u wri- post about it to make it sound like that"

[End transcirbe]

Comments-:

@User05- oh no he did not just!

@User06- honestly he dose have a point but he shouldn't have dropped that shade in the end.

@User07- he was gonna say write and then changed his mind knowing her crazy fans!! Woukd end him lol

@User08- [replied to @user07- ] lowkey concerned for u and you future family. The misogyny is your comments is loud

@User09- hey lando, your my favorite driver.. so maybe dont shade people who openly express thier feelings when that is litrally what you campaigned for in your early years of f1.

@User10- [replied to @user09-] thisss yes omg thiss

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@not!y/n

Caption- never mind.

Commets-

@User11- easter eggs!

@User12- mother is in emot era

@lanadelrey- your so art deco

@User13- is anyone seeing Lana's comment like hello thats new she rarely comments

@User14- so prettyy

@User15- cool girl y/n

@User16- is that a mic I see in slide 2?

@User17- never mind? Are we getting a new song or somthing?

@User18- Lana is lowkey right she is so art deco!

@User19- oh I just know y/n has a album shes slolwy releasing!

@User20- new music i beg!! Even tho last one destroyed me!

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@not!y/n

Go stream "loml" now on all streaming apps

@User21- loml!? Love of my life no loss of my life

@Alexanderlecrec- u look ethereal

@sabrinacarpenter- wow.. ouch.. but wow

@User22- [replied to @sabrinacarpenter] fr.

@User23- "you shit talked me under the table?!" Ph this is about the interview.

@User24- "I wish I coukd unrecall how we almost had it all?" Y/n stop it hurts!

@User25- "ill never leave" is what lando said. And then in the morning "never mind" omg!!

@User26- im so glad she relaized her worth now cuz this song is heartbreaking

@User27- imagine how miserable you would have to be to write this?

@User28- I keep thinking back to her text "I was in love with u lando!" And he just said I have nth to give u

@User29- this is art! This is poetry! You can tell she poured her sould into ut

@User27- your arson match you somber eyes?! Thats the only way you can describe landos eyes shes a lyrical genuis

@User28- this ruined me in ways I didnt know I coukd be ruined.

@User29- just fell to my knees in the grocery store.

@sombr- streaming nonstop.

@User30- [@sombr] same! All depressed lovers unite.

@User31- her voice when she sings never leave never mind.

@User32- the coward claimed he was a lion sounded sad bit is lowkey shade

@User33- it started with him saying to her your the love of my life. Abd ended with her saying your the loss of my life.

@User34- the phantoms metaphor is insane! Shes saying he litrally killed her

@User35- wait the first line is whose gonna stop us from waltzing back into rekindled flames? Like dancing at parties and then hooking up and him making her leave in the morning.. like the cycle?

@User36- [replied to @user35] yes exactly! Now do u see why the symbolism is so beatiful!]

@User37- screaming. Crying. Throwing up. Not ok. Wtf.

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@landonorris posted a story

[Story]

Text-: late night walks!

Reactions-:

Magui- ❤️🤌

Maxfretwell- are u sure u should be posting this mate

@user38- boo

@user39- lando this is not it!

@user40- lando why??

@pietra- lan? Did u hear y/ns song?

@oscarpiastri- mate stop creating pr nightmares for the team.

@user41- you really are shameless wtf?

@user42- keep your head up champ!

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@popsingersruntheworld

Caption-: somthing counterfeit is dead.

Comments-:

@User43- stop this is heartbreaking

@User44- these pictures are ai, we hate ai

@User45- tho these are ai its painful to see them cuz im sure y/n really wanted this

@User46- ai slop!

@User47- the caption omg!

@User48- I love this

@User49- what could've been omg

@User50-why anyone woukd pick maguie over y/n is above me

@User51- the new song actully hurt me

@User52- y/n is too good for lando!

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@magui_corciero

Caption-: second hand embarrassment indeed

Comments-:

@User53- ok this genuinely makes me hate maguie

@User54- girl that might be you in a few moths who knows?! Have some empathy

@User55- the caption shade is insane!

@User56- lol you try so hard! Its weird.

@User57- hey so laughing at someone's broken heart isnt shade, or cool, its bullying

@User58- [replied to @user56] yes thank you louder for the people in the back!

@User59- [replied to @user56] I completely agree

@User60- I really did think maguie was innocent befire she did this.

@User61- genuinely hate her and lando so much!

@User62- I think our happy ending might be seeing our girl y/n thriving away from them.

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@not!y/n

Caption- the love of my own life

Commets-

@User63- she is ethereal! She is the sun! The actual sun!

@User64- this made me tear up with pride ngl

@User65- the world is healing hallelujah!

@User67- you deserve this y/n

@Alexanderlecrec- glowing! Your just perfect!

@lilyzniemer- ❤️🌷🍓☀️

@User68- the wags are here!

@carmenmundit- so pretty

@lilymunhi- love her! Love seeing her thrive

@User69- notice how all the wags love y/n and not magui even tho she is a fellow wag. It says somthing!

@User70- I cant describe how happy I am that y/n is now away from lando and has moved one

@User71- no but shes lowkey so pretty lando really fumbled the bag

@User72- [replied to @user71] men will lowkey cheat on anyone tho.

@User73- its so nice to see her like this. Happy and well. Keep being sunshine y/n your fans love you!

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F1 X POPSTAR [CL16]

Synopsis-: charles lecrec ans his long time gf breakup and fans are devastated when they find out why.

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RUN

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@f1gossip!!

Caption-: BREAKING: Charles Leclerc and Pop Star Y/N Split After 3 Years Together

Fans are shocked after eagle-eyed followers noticed that Charles Leclerc and global pop sensation Y/N have unfollowed each other on Instagram and removed photos together from their profiles.

Neither Charles nor Y/N have publicly commented on the rumored breakup, but fans began speculating late last night when several couple photos disappeared from both accounts. Sources close to the pair have yet to reveal the reason behind the split.

The couple, who first went public in 2023, quickly became one of the internet's favorite celebrity pairings, frequently appearing together at races, award shows, and vacations around the world.

For now, fans are left searching for answers.

COMMENTS-:

@f1girl44

NO NO NO NO NO THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT?????

@charlessainzfan

i refuse to believe this until one of them says something

@ynnation

someone check on the album tracklist RIGHT NOW 😭

@monacobaby16

the unfollow is worse than the breakup

@landosleftsock

deleting pics = we're cooked

@ferrariforever

charles lost the championship AND the girlfriend???

@swiftiegrid

the next album about to feed generations

@papayarules

they were literally together like 2 weeks ago???

@lestappenclips

"reason unknown" translation: somebody cheated and i'm already investigating

↳ @f1teaaccount

bro thinks he's the FBI

↳ @lestappenclips

i have a pinterest board and determination

@ynupdates

watch them be back together in 3 business days

@monacoleclerc

I SURVIVED THE CHARLOTTE BREAKUP JUST FOR THIS???

@f1wagsdaily

the way half of formula 1 twitter just stopped working

@yngirlies

she's about to drop the most devastating bridge ever written

@charlesdefender

everyone leave charles alone until we know what happened

↳ @ferrariforever

too late i'm already crying

@formulaa1fan

if y/n starts liking sad edits i'm done

@ynsmanager

the streams tomorrow 📈📈📈

@f1gossipcentral

calling it now: either a breakup song or a reconciliation post within a month

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@y/n_y/ln

Caption-: my new song! "Run" comes out in three days

Comments-:

@ynnation

OH THIS IS ABSOLUTELY ABOUT HIM

@charlesdefender

we don't even know if the breakup caused this 😭

↳ @ynnation

bestie look at the timing

@f1gossipdaily

charles saw this and fell to his knees in monaco

@musicupdates

SHE DID NOT WASTE A SINGLE DAY

@runstreamingparty

EVERYBODY ACT SURPRISED

@f1girl44

the breakup happened FIVE MINUTES AGO

@popculturecentral

the marketing team is having the greatest week of their lives

@papayafan4life

charles about to hear this in the paddock and start crying

@ynslyrics

"run" is such a breakup title omg

@charlesleclercfan

if this song starts with a voicemail i'm done

@swiftiecore

WE ARE GETTING LORE

@monacobaby16

watch it be about literally anything except a breakup

↳ @ynupdates

0% chance

↳ @monacobaby16

let me be delusional

@f1teaaccount

ferrari engineers opening spotify as we speak

@chartdata

oh this is debuting #1

@ynfanclub

MOTHER WORKS FAST

@charlesdefender

everyone assuming charles is the villain already is weird

↳ @ynnation

counterpoint: i'm nosy

@lestappenclips

imagine if the chorus is just "RUN" repeated 47 times

@ynsmanager

pre-save link in bio ❤️

@f1tiktok

the edits will be made!

@streamrun

CHARLES LECLERC YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE STUDIED IN AP ENGLISH

@charleslover16

why am i nervous and i'm not even involved

@celebwatch

the way this post has 4 million likes in 20 minutes

@formulaworld

every driver on the grid about to get asked about this somehow

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@y/n_y/ln

Caption-: RUN! Out now! Go stream it!!

Comments-:

@ynnation

oh.

@f1girl44

THIS IS SO MUCH SADDER THAN I THOUGHT

@popculturedaily

everyone expected a diss track and got emotional devastation

@charlesdefender

this doesn't make charles look evil at all 😭

↳ @ynnation

that's somehow worse

@monacobaby16

"stopped hoping for hello" EXCUSE ME???

@musiclover22

the way she's describing loneliness while being in a relationship...

@f1teaaccount

i need to apologize for every cheating allegation i made yesterday

↳ @lestappenclips

same

↳ @charlesdefender

growth ❤️

@ynlyrics

"would i be happier? i don't really know"

@ynlyrics

THAT LINE DESTROYED ME

@ferrariforever

as a ferrari fan this feels like collateral damage from the season

@charlesfan16

everyone remembers charles struggling last year and now this is making me feel sick

@streamrun

this isn't a breakup song

@streamrun

this is a grief song

@formulaworld

the song basically says she stayed until she couldn't anymore

@ynupdates

you can tell she loved him

@f1newsdaily

the saddest part is that she sounds guilty for leaving

↳ @musiclover22

YES

↳ @f1newsdaily

like she's asking permission to be unhappy

@charlesleclercfan

if this is true then both of them were probably miserable

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@chartdata

Caption-: "RUN" breaks the platform's single-day streaming record for a solo female artist.

Comments-:

@papayafan4life

the lyric about putting on her nicest dress hoping things would feel normal again... i need a minute

@ynnation

me coming for drama me leaving with attachment issues

@monacobaby16

nobody won here

@f1gossipdaily

the internet spent 24 hours trying to find a villain and the song basically said "sometimes people are hurting and relationships fall apart"

@charlesdefender

i hope he's okay after hearing this

↳ @f1girl44

and honestly i hope she is too

↳ @charlesdefender

yeah

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Y/n_y/ln

Caption-: still here!

Commets-:

@y/nnation

She looks… lighter

@f1girl44

this is the first time she doesn’t look like she’s holding her breath

@musicupdates

“still here” is actually insane after RUN

@popculturedaily

this feels like healing, not moving on

@charlesdefender

i hope both of them are okay

@f1teaaccount

the difference between this and the last era is CRAZY

@ynlyrics

sunlight as symbolism i’m sobbing

@monacobaby16

she got her peace back i think

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@CharlesLeclerc

Caption-: back to work!

Comments-:

@streamrun

this is the aftermath of RUN

@f1girl44

he’s doing the “i’m fine” post

@f1teaaccount

this is PR healing

@charlesfan16

he looks normal but something is OFF

@ynupdates

why does this feel empty

@monacobaby16

both posts today feel like opposite sides of the same story

@ferrariforever

“back to work” = i am not back to okay

@papayafan4life

why is nobody talking about the last photo

@lestappenclips

he looks like he hasn’t slept properly in weeks

@f1gossipdaily

fans are already zooming in on the Monaco sunset photo

@ynnation

OH???

@charlesdefender

wait why does he look so… gone

@f1girl44

that is NOT a “back to work” expression

@monacobaby16

he looks like he’s thinking too much and not saying anything

@f1teaaccount

and now compare it to y/n’s last photo

@streamrun

she’s outside in sunlight.

@streamrun

he’s inside his head.

@ynupdates

she looks free and he looks stuck

@f1gossipdaily

sometimes breakup stories don’t have villains… just timing

@papayafan4life

this is the saddest social media arc i’ve ever seen

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A/n Lol- I lowkey hate happy endings also the song is maybe kinda niche ig.. its "run" by isable van gender.

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[sasha-f1]

Can you stop with the ChatGPT written fics, it is blatantly obvious you’re not writing these on your own

Thats a really mean thing to say.. especially because ive been pouring my heart and soul into writing and posting somthing every day of the week!

And FYI chatgpt steals from writers, and thier writing style u cant compare a gpt prompt to a writer and think gpt is the original because its not!

I dont have not and never will use ai.

I dont have a patron or get paid for writing and posting i do it simply because I love f1 and writing little stories about is like a vacation from my economic and finance studies.

This is honestly just mean and discouraging!!

[sasha-f1]

I love your writing you've been posting so much recently ily ❤️❤️

This is so sweet and yes!! I have been writing like crazy!

I have fics coming out saturday and Sunday! And ive already drafted a whole 20 chapter oscar x spy series that I will start posting once frefall ends.

[sasha-f1]

Ice ice baby!

Summary-: lando crashes and his stone cold gf isn't so unfazed anymore.

Warnings-: car crash, hospital, near death.

In five years together, nobody had ever seen Y/N cry.

Not once.

Not Lando.

Not his parents.

Not their friends.

Nobody.

When Lando proposed, she'd smiled, kissed him, and said yes before stealing the ring box and making fun of how nervous he'd looked.

No tears.

On their wedding day, while half the guests were emotional wrecks and Lando himself had nearly cried watching her walk down the aisle, she'd simply squeezed his hand and grinned at him.

No tears.

When she'd fallen down a staircase and broken her wrist badly enough to need surgery, she'd spent the ambulance ride comforting everyone else.

No tears.

During arguments, she never cried.

During sad movies, she never cried.

During funerals, she stood quietly and composed while everyone around her fell apart.

People didn't think she was heartless.

Just...

Different.

Reserved.

Impossible to read.

Lando used to joke that she was secretly a robot.

She'd always roll her eyes.

"Someone has to be the rational one in this relationship."

He'd laugh.

And that would be that.

Five years.

Not a single tear.

Until the crash.

The race had started normally.

Then everything went wrong.

A mistake.

A collision.

A horrifying impact.

The kind that made an entire paddock fall silent.

The kind that made mechanics stop working.

The kind that made families stop breathing.

Lando's car hit the barrier hard.

Far too hard.

Y/N had watched it happen from the McLaren garage.

The moment she saw the impact, her stomach dropped.

The world seemed to disappear.

Engine noise.

Commentary.

People talking.

Gone.

All she could see was the wrecked car.

And Lando wasn't getting out.

The ambulance arrived quickly.

Medical crews moved fast.

Everyone kept saying reassuring things.

"He's conscious."

"They're checking him."

"They're taking precautions."

But nobody knew anything yet.

And that was worse.

Hours later, she found herself sitting in a hospital waiting room.

Lando's parents were there.

His father paced.

His mother sat quietly twisting a tissue in her hands.

Max Fretwell sat nearby, staring at the floor.

Everyone was worried.

Everyone was scared.

But Y/N looked exactly the same as always.

Straight posture.

Blank expression.

Calm.

Controlled.

Cold.

Max glanced at her.

God, she looked completely unaffected.

If he didn't know better, he'd think she was waiting for a delayed flight.

Then the doctor finally appeared.

Everyone stood instantly.

"How is he?"

"Is he okay?"

The doctor smiled gently.

"He's stable."

The entire room exhaled.

"He has a concussion, several fractures, and he'll need time to recover, but he's going to be alright."

Relief crashed through everyone.

Lando's mother immediately started crying.

His father wrapped an arm around her.

Max practically collapsed into a chair.

And Y/N simply nodded.

"Can we see him?"

The doctor agreed.

One at a time.

When it was finally her turn, she walked into the room alone.

The door clicked shut behind her.

And there he was.

Lando.

Covered in bruises.

Bandages.

Machines.

Asleep.

Unmoving.

For a moment she just stood there.

Looking.

Taking him in.

This wasn't right.

Lando was supposed to be loud.

Annoying.

Talking constantly.

Making terrible jokes.

Stealing her food.

Getting distracted halfway through conversations.

Not this.

Never this.

Slowly she approached the bed.

Reached for his hand.

And the second her fingers touched his—

She broke.

A sob ripped from her chest.

Violent.

Unexpected.

The kind that came from somewhere deep.

Years of control shattered instantly.

Tears poured down her face.

Her shoulders shook.

She gripped his hand desperately.

"Lando..."

Her voice cracked.

"Oh my God."

Another sob escaped.

Then another.

And another.

The dam had completely collapsed.

Outside the room, Max had been walking toward the door to check on her.

He stopped dead.

Because he could hear crying.

Not just crying.

Breaking.

He froze.

Lando's parents looked up too.

Everyone recognized the voice.

And nobody could quite believe it.

Y/N.

When Max carefully pushed open the door, his heart nearly stopped.

She was curled over Lando's hand.

Crying so hard she could barely breathe.

Tears soaked her face.

Her entire body trembled.

"I thought you were dead."

The words came out broken.

Raw.

"I thought you were dead."

Max had never seen her like this.

Not once.

Not ever.

Lando's mother quietly covered her mouth.

His father looked stunned.

Because this wasn't the composed woman they all knew.

This was someone completely shattered.

"You idiot," Y/N whispered through tears.

"You absolute idiot."

She pressed her forehead against his hand.

And cried harder.

Years.

Five years.

Nobody had ever seen a single tear.

Now she couldn't stop.

"I need you."

The room went completely silent.

She didn't even realize she'd said it.

But everyone heard.

Every single person.

"I need you."

Another sob.

"You're supposed to come home."

Max looked away immediately.

Lando's mother's eyes filled again.

Because suddenly it all made sense.

Y/N wasn't unemotional.

She wasn't cold.

She wasn't detached.

She simply carried everything herself.

Always.

Quietly.

Without showing it.

And the one person who made the weight lighter—

The one person she leaned on—

The one person who made her feel safe—

Had almost been taken away.

"Lando..."

Her voice barely existed now.

"Oh my god, your ok"

She finally maged to take a deep breathe and force air inside her lungs.

When she finally noticed she had a audience she quickly qiped her eyes..

No one said anything because this-

it wasn't dramatic.

It wasn't romantic.

It was honest.

Terrifyingly honest.

For years she'd been the strong one.

The steady one.

The unshakable one.

And now everyone could finally see the truth.

The strongest people still have someone they're holding onto.

And for Y/N...

That person had always been Lando.

Several hours later, Lando finally woke up.

Groggy.

Confused.

In pain.

The first thing he noticed was Y/N asleep beside his bed.

Her hand wrapped tightly around his.

Her face puffy.

Eyes swollen.

Clearly she'd been crying.

Lando blinked.

Twice.

Then looked at Max.

"Wait."

His voice was rough.

"Has she been crying?"

Max laughed.

Actually laughed.

A tired, disbelieving laugh.

"You have absolutely no idea."

Lando looked back at his wife.

Then down at their intertwined hands.

And for the first time in five years, he finally understood something.

She hadn't cried at the proposal.

Or the wedding.

Or every awful thing life had thrown at her.

Not because she didn't feel deeply.

But because she'd spent years teaching herself how not to show it.

Until the day she thought she might lose him.

And suddenly there was no way to hold it back anymore.

Lando squeezed her hand gently.

Her eyes opened immediately.

The moment she realized he was awake, fresh tears appeared.

Lando smiled weakly.

"Seriously?"

She laughed through the tears.

"Shut up."

His smile widened.

"You're crying."

"Don't."

"I've waited five years for this."

She immediately smacked his arm.

Carefully.

Because he was injured.

And despite everything, despite the tears and the fear and the heartbreak—

Lando knew one thing for certain.

He had never felt more loved than he did in that moment.

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[sasha-f1]

Hi I love your writing so much!! Ive been following you forever!!! Like forever since your first oscar smut fic and its been so cool to see your following grow!!

I wanna request a oscar x reader fic where [this might be self indulgent] but the reader always had a bad family and seeing oscars loving one just triggered somthing in her/them. (Whatever u wanna use)

A/n i love this so much! And im sorry if the readers arc seems relatable. Sending all my love 💓 and thank u so much for the compliments they encourage me so much!

LUCKY-

Summary-: you visit oscars family for the first time, and u cant help but feel jealous.

Warnings-: familyhistory.

The first few days in Australia had been everything Y/N expected and somehow so much more.

She'd been nervous stepping off the plane, nervous about meeting Oscar's family properly, nervous that she'd somehow feel out of place.

Instead, she'd been swept into the Piastri household like she'd always belonged there.

His mother had hugged her the moment she walked through the door.

His father had immediately started asking about her flight and whether she'd eaten.

His sisters had claimed her within minutes, dragging her around the house, showing her old embarrassing photos of Oscar while he groaned dramatically from the couch.

It had been warm.

Comfortable.

Easy.

And that somehow made it worse.

That evening everyone gathered in the backyard while the barbecue sizzled away. The smell of burgers and ribs filled the air as laughter echoed around the garden.

Oscar watched Y/N from across the table.

She was smiling.

Really smiling.

One of his sisters was teaching her their favorite card game.

"Wait," Y/N laughed. "The game is called Bluff, right?"

"Yeah," his sister said.

"So why does everyone keep yelling bullshit?"

The entire table burst into laughter.

"Because that's how you're supposed to play it!" his father declared.

Minutes later Y/N was leaning across the table pointing dramatically at Oscar.

"That's bullshit."

Oscar nearly choked on his drink.

His sisters were crying with laughter.

His mother looked ridiculously proud.

And for a moment everything felt perfect.

Y/N fit.

Not because she was trying.

Not because she was pretending.

She just did.

By the end of the night everyone was exhausted.

After helping clean up, Oscar and Y/N retreated to his old bedroom.

The house gradually settled into silence.

The distant hum of crickets drifted through the open window.

Oscar climbed into bed beside her and immediately noticed something was wrong.

Y/N was quiet.

Far too quiet.

She stared at the ceiling.

Thinking.

Overthinking.

He knew that look.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

She nodded.

Too quickly.

Oscar frowned.

"Y/N."

Her eyes squeezed shut.

And then he saw her shoulders shake.

His stomach dropped.

"Hey."

The first tear slipped down her cheek.

Then another.

Oscar immediately sat up.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?"

Y/N covered her face.

"I don't know."

"Talk to me."

She laughed weakly through her tears.

"They love you so much."

Oscar blinked.

"What?"

"Your family. They love you."

More tears fell.

"Your parents. Your sisters. Everyone."

He stayed silent, letting her continue.

"They look at you like you're the best thing that's ever happened to them."

Her voice cracked.

"They're proud of you."

Oscar's heart broke.

"They want you around."

Y/N wiped at her eyes angrily.

"They actually want you there."

The room fell silent.

Oscar understood immediately.

This wasn't really about him.

This was about everything she'd never had.

About all the birthdays forgotten.

The phone calls that never came.

The family that was supposed to love her and simply... didn't.

His chest tightened.

"Oh, sweetheart."

Y/N shook her head.

"I know it's stupid."

"It isn't."

"It is."

"It isn't."

More tears slipped free.

Oscar gently pulled her into his arms.

She didn't fight him.

Didn't pretend she was okay.

She simply buried her face against his chest.

His hand moved through her hair slowly.

Patiently.

"They love you," she whispered.

Oscar rested his chin on top of her head.

"I know."

"You don't even realize how lucky you are."

His heart ached at the pain in her voice.

"Maybe."

She laughed sadly.

"I spent all day watching them."

Oscar stayed quiet.

"My family never looked at me like that."

The words were barely audible.

"They never..." Her voice broke. "They never wanted me around."

Oscar held her tighter.

"You deserved better."

The tears came harder after that.

Years of hurt packed into four simple words.

You deserved better.

He let her cry.

No fixing.

No pretending.

Just holding her.

After several minutes she finally calmed.

Oscar gently tilted her head up.

Her eyes were red.

Her cheeks stained with tears.

"You know something?"

She sniffled.

"What?"

"My family already loves you."

Y/N immediately shook her head.

"They do."

"They barely know me."

Oscar actually laughed.

"Trust me. My sisters are already obsessed with you."

A tiny smile appeared.

"They are not."

"They absolutely are."

"What about your parents?"

"My mum spent an hour telling me how lovely you are."

Y/N groaned.

Oscar smiled softly.

"And my dad asked if you were coming back before you even left."

She stared at him.

"Really?"

"Really."

Fresh tears appeared.

But these ones were different.

Softer.

Warmer.

Oscar brushed a thumb across her cheek.

"You don't have to earn love from them."

She looked away.

"You don't understand."

"Maybe not completely."

His hand found hers beneath the blanket.

"But I know this."

She looked back at him.

"You belong here."

The words settled between them.

Simple.

Certain.

True.

Y/N's eyes filled again.

Oscar pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"My family loves me."

Then he squeezed her hand.

"And because you're part of my life, they love you too."

For the first time all night, she smiled properly.

A small smile.

A fragile one.

But real.

Oscar pulled her back against his chest.

Eventually her breathing slowed.

The tension left her body.

And as she drifted toward sleep, she felt something she wasn't used to feeling.

Safe.

Like maybe, for the first time in a very long time, she had a family too.

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[sasha-f1]

F1 x popstar [ln4]

Synopsis-: lando norris had been sparking rumors with famous singer y/n apparently the story wasnt as wholesome as thought

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WISH YOU WERE SOBER.

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@y/n_g0ssip

Caption-: Lando norris spotted in clubs of his hometown Glastonbury with singer/songwriter y/n y/ln. The pair was caught by multiple eye witness being very close and intimate with one another. Speaking rumours of being togther?

Comments-:

@User 1- plz god let this be real!!

@User 2- this makes so much sense

@User 3- i love this please please please

@User 4- i dont understand how they even know eachother

@User 5 -[replying to @user4] y/n is very good frineds with Alex lecrec like besties, so shes in the same circles.

@user 4- [replying to @user5] oh ok thank u!

@User 6- i need this ship to work, thier personalities are so good togther.

@User 7- thier both so expressive and lively

@User 8- omg is that actully them!!

@User 9- not us basing a whole relationship off of blurry car hookup pictures.

@User 10- that pic is so blurry it could be anyone

@User 11- this is my roman empire

@User 12- peak unemployment >>

@User 13- if this is real I will be so happy!

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@noty/n

Caption- paddock flicks

@User 14- its always weird to me to know Alexander is besties with a famous popstar!

@User 15- the cheta print top is so pretyy!!!

@User 16- dose she have a show in Glastonbury?!

@user 17- [replying to @user 16-] no! Shes here to support sabrina! And then hang out with her bestie alex.

@user 18 - [replying to @user 16-] shes there for sabrina bro!

@user 19 - motherr!!!!!!!

@user 20- is it just me whose noticed or it been a whole year without any new music. I know shes on vacation after the tour but still!!

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@slut4lando

Caption-: screen shot lando norris and y/n on max fretwells close friends story!

Comments-:

@User21- nahhh what is this?!?

@User22- admin who are u!?! What are your sources!!

@User23- I need them to hardlaunch!

@User24- they lowkey cant keep thier hands off eachother wtf!

@User25- the way u can just tell thats lando!

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@maguiecorceiro

Caption-: suprise!

Comments-:

@User26- beatiful! Congrats!

@landonorriss- 🧡🧡

@User27- plot twist!!!!!!

@User28- sirr?! Excuse me?!?

@User29- this is wilddd

@User30- they look so adorable together!

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@f1newz!

Caption- lando norris spotted with y/n y/ln after hardlaunching relationship with maguie corciero

Comments-:

@User56- what?!?

@User57- this must be old right?

@User58- I cannot belive a woman like y/n! Is ok with being a side chick!!

@User59- shes such a slut!!

@User60- [replied to @user59] maybe look at the man whose in a commoted relationship first?

@User61- @maguiecorceiro gurl u seeing this?

@User62- guyss lets not belive everything on the internet!

@User63- I was at the same club and can confirm this actully happend.. I saw it!

@User64- y/n gurl!! Run!!

@User65- this is disgusting. I feel bad for maguie

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@noty/n

Caption-: lately...

Commets-:

@User31- new music!!!

@User32- the body is tea!!

@User33- lando fumbled the bag so hard!!!

@User34- new music!!!!

@User35- cheater!!

@User36- if this is about lando! Im gonna kill someone.

@User37- ahhh! Mother posted.

@User38- the lore gets deeper and deeper

@User39- that new song is gonna wreck me!

@User40- y/n teasing music! Im not ok!

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@f1wags

Caption-: the difference kills me!!

Comments-:

@User41- so like can we not bring women down?

@User42- one is mother!!! One is a clown

@User43- im sorry but maguie wishes!!! She was y/n

@User44- the angle, the posture!! Y/n ate this

@User45- can we focus on more important things?! Y/n teased new music.

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@noty/n

Caption-: stream my new song!! Wish u were sober!

Comments-:

@User46- screaming, crying, throwing up!

@User47- "take me where the music ain't to loud" sorry?!

@User48- the beat was so good but this was so sad!!!

@Alexandermalenalecrec- so proud!!

@alexandermalenalecrec- thats my bestie!!!!!

@noty/n- [replied to alexandermalenalecren] omg stawp!! Ily!

@User49- is there a music vedio!!

@User50- gagged!

@User51- this has to be about lando!

@User52- its so freaking sad! But the beat! Im sorry?!

@User53- mother ate and left no crumbs!!

@lilumunhe- bop!

@noty/n- [replied to lilymunhe] lol!! Thank u bbg!

@User54- stawp y/n rip my heart out at this point!

@User55- im shaking! This did not happen!

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@popmusic!lyrics

Caption-: y/n's new music vedio! Wish u wrre sober

Comments-:

@User56- this shit was cinema!

@User57- the concept of lando only wanting her when he was drunk

@User58- and then he left her for magiuie

@User59- this was so sad bit relatable to watch.

@User60- the scenes where she was in his bed and je was throwing up, like he was that drunk

@User61- the montage of her and the actor hooking up to the "i wish I wish I wish I wish" loop was so cool

@User62- i love lando but this was not it.

@User63- um?? Is anyone questioning why she hookup up with him again and again if she knew he didnt want it.

@User64- [replied to @user63-] it called being in love? Have some empathy

@User65- best music vedio ever!!!

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@f1gossip!

Leaked text between lando norris and y/n

•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•

Lando-: is the new song about me?

Y/n-: why is it your business?

Lando-: because I dont remeber us hooking up that much!

Y/n-: well we did, maybe if your werent shitfaced the whole time

Lando-: so maybe you should've relaized people that drunk cant give consent!?

Y/n-: dint act like I initiated anything! That was all on u! And I cant belive you acusing me of assault!

Lando-: im not!! I just- im in a relationship now so it dosnet matter

Y/n-: yeah! I heard! How is she by the way?

Lando-: plz stop.. ok if it was so horrible for u to be treated like a casual fling why did u keep coming back?

Y/n-: are u serious rn?

Lando-: ??

Y/n-: because I was in love!! Like actully in love with u lando!

Lando-: I dont know what u want me to say.

•○•○•○•○•○•○•

Caption-: the text seemed to be leaked from someone close to lando norriss inner circle.

Comments-:

@User66-: hate to admit it! But landos right!

@User67-: she said she was in love.

@User68-: I cant belive some people here think lando is right?

@User69-: I hate lando for this

@User70-: he dismissed her so casually after she said she loved him!

@User71- have lost all respect for lando

@User72-: seing prayers to y/n and y/n alone!

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@landonorris

Caption-: keep pushing!

Comments-:

@User73-: not him dropping maguie again!

@LN4-: keep pushing champ!

@User74-: litrally hate lando rn!

@User75-: imagine what oscar must be thinking between all of this, he loves lando most!

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@noty/n

Caption-: ending parties with silly faces and not regrets..

Comments-: @User

@User76-: omg!! Diva yess?!?!?

@User77-: I love her for this!

@alexanderlecrex-: ate!

@User78-: @lando I think she tyrna say smth

@User79-: my goat!!!

@lilymunhe-: gorg!

@User80-: motherrrr

@User81-: as she should!!!!

@User82-: love this for her!!

@User83-: by regrets u mean not assaulting someone?

@User84-: love u y/n so happy for u!

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