you can call me naqia! (nuh-kee-uh, or naah-kee-uh, either's good). nix is also fine!
i write, sometimes.
this is a sideblog of @stecherz (mostly leafs hockey on there, or blue jays baseball — super toronto centric). over here i'm going to be continuing all of my writing! i'm pretty slow with writing, but i'm open to requests!
my masterlist
paddock pass, baby! au - dad!lewis hamilton and teen daughter
note: hope you all enjoy. requested by anon: hii could i request gavi x reader where she gets sick so he takes care of her? thank youuuu 🥰' make sure to follow me for more fics like this! feel free to send in requests (check out my rules). this was perfect timing because i've been sick 😭😭
pairing: gavi x sick girlfriend reader.
you woke up with an itch in your throat and a pounding in the base of your skull. before you had even peeled open your eyes, you felt it.
you were sick.
the previous night, you'd felt a bit uncomfortable, but thought it would go away after some rest. as you slowly sipped your morning coffee you realized that you had been very wrong.
in fact, the gross and groggy feeling only grew worse as the day progressed. by noon, you'd given in to downing some headache pills and brewing herbal tea.
when gavi called you from his training session around his lunch break, the way he always did, you were barely awake enough to converse properly.
"hi, baby," he greeted you softly on the other end of the facetime call. "what're you doing?"
you had moved back to the couch by then, wrapped up in a blanket cocoon with your phone facing the ceiling.
you let out a weak cough, before responding. "hi. hm. nothing. i was going to turn some t.v. on, and rewatch some—" you broke off with a hacking cough.
gavi's brows pinched on the other end of the line. "what's wrong? are you sick?"
you sniffled, reaching for a tissue to blow your nose. "yeah, a bit. it's nothing to worry about," you promised quickly. "just a regular old cold." you coughed again, trying to soothe that itch in your throat.
"did you take your medicine?" gavi asked.
"yeah, i did," you nodded. "we don't have cough syrup, so i brewed some tea."
gavi's concerned expression didn't entirely settle, but the furrow between his brows had retreated. "okay. i'll pick up some medicine for you on the way home. why don't you take a nap, yeah? i'll be back soon. you definitely need the rest."
that phone call had been a few hours prior, and you did fall asleep after ending the call. when gavi came home, you were still napping on the couch.
gavi quietly slipped through the door, keeping his footsteps light so that he didn't disturb you on the couch. the glow of the t.v. was still on, from when you'd been searching for a show, but there was nothing currently playing. you were curled up in front of the t.v., your breathing shaky as you slept.
your boyfriend smiled quietly to himself at the sight, fond despite the concern over how unwell you were feeling.
he moved towards the kitchen first, gently placing the shopping bag on the counter and then unloading it. he put the cough syrup, throat lozenges, and fruit aside. checking the time on his phone, he realized that it was a good time to wake you up and give you a dose of medicine.
he went back to the living room with the headache pills, a glass of water, and the cough syrup bottle, and approached you slowly. he paused in front of the couch, his heart tugging at the sight of you looking so unwell even in sleep.
he got to his knees in front of the couch and placed all the medicine on the floor beside him.
"y/n," he whispered, brushing your hair out of your face to get a better look at you. the warmth of your forehead against his fingers made him worry, so he repeated your name a bit louder.
"y/n. c'mon baby, time to wake up. i got you some medicine. you'll feel better if you take it," he cooed gently, smile widening as your eyes opened.
"hi sweetheart," he whispered.
you blinked groggily, your face contorted in discomfort. "gavi?" you croaked, your voice gravely and throat sore.
"yeah it's me," he hummed softly, helping you sit up. you grunted at the effort, but gavi easily shouldered most of your weight. "how're you feeling?"
"bad," you responded simply, before coughing a few times. the nap was nice while you were asleep, but now you felt ten times sicker.
gavi frowned at that, taking your hand to press a kiss to your knuckles. "i'm sorry, baby. i got you some medicine. here, you'll feel better."
you took another round of headache pills with your water, sighing as the action hurt your throat. gavi, gave you an encouraging smile as he took the water from you and handed you the cough syrup.
"alright, let's do one spoon of this now," he said.
you grimaced as you swallowed the cough syrup, the awful taste making you scrunch your face in displeasure.
gavi watched you carefully, rubbing your back as the took the cough syrup back.
"better?" he asked quietly, eyes trained to look out for your micro expressions.
you nodded weakly, already feeling the soothing effect the cough syrup had on your throat. "yeah, a bit."
"good," gavi murmured, reaching up to tug the blanket around your shoulders. he pulled you back down into a laying position as he ran his fingers through your hair.
"go back to sleep for a little bit. i'll wake you up at dinnertime," he murmured.
you sniffed, but nodded. "yeah okay. stay?"
"i'm not going anywhere," gavi promised, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "i'm right here, baby."
you let out a quiet hum as you got comfortable. your eyes began to droop shut as the tiredness washed over you again.
and with the assurance that gavi would stay by your side, you fell asleep peacefully.
note: hope you all enjoy. requested by anon: 'can you please do a fic where gavi is dating a new pwhler and it's super cool bcz they're two of the best in their sport? maybe she's born in barcelona and they're dating for a while.' make sure to follow me for more fics like this! feel free to send in requests (check out my rules). my spanish is mid at best, but i did use google translate for the catalan (and some of the spanish) bcz i'm very bad at it- or i just wrote [translated] if i didn't trust google
pairing: gavi x (not really secret) girlfriend!reader, toronto sceptres!player reader, catalonian!reader.
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youruser:
liked by pablogavi, pedri, hockeycanada & others
youruser: from waking up at 5am for practice, to flying halfway across the world for the sport, to signing my first professional contract. i have no words, beyond grateful for everything. thank you to the spanish ice hockey federation, hockey canada, my parents, and siblings for everything. let's go sceptres 💙💛
renatafast: i'm still screaming-
-> darylwatts: can confirm. i think i've blown out an eardrum
-> youruser: ilysm <3 can't wait to see you guys again!!
user: omg my fav player is coming to play for my fav team !!
user: I'VE NEVER SEEN HER BEFORE BUT I'VE DECIDED TO BE HER BIGGEST FAN
-> user: you'll have to fight me for it
hockeycanada: congratulations! can't wait to see you repping the blue and gold!
user: idk how i feel about this-
-> user: what?
-> user: like... why not wait for the draft in a few months? what's the point of signing early?
-> user: maybe she felt like it
pablogavi: vamoss 💙💛
-> youruser: 🩷🩷
pedri: felicidades!
-> youruser: gràcies!!
ferminlopez: ayyyy i better find you repping the blue and red, even if you're across an ocean [translated from spanish: see original?]
-> youruser: not to worry! home is barca always [tranlated from catalan: see original?]
user: ummm why are there so many soccer players here??
-> user: footballers*
-> user: shut up
-> user: she's born in barcelona and lives there part-time. i assume she's a fan of the team and been following along. since some of them are the same age i guess they became friends 🤷♀️
-> user: nooo that is not why- she is dating gavi on barca for many years now
-> user: don't lie to me
-> user: i swear! she is always at the games in his jersey, and a lot of times they go to each other's matches
user: omg can't wait to see you in toronto again queen!
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pablogavi has posted on his story!
[ captioned in spanish ] congratulations my love 💙 see you in toronto!
youruser reposted a story.
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youruser & pablogavi
liked by yourbestfriend, ferminlopez, pedri & others
youruser: meu amor por la vida 🩷🩷 my love for life
comments have been limited
pablogavi: mi amor ❤️ te queiro
-> youruser: t'estimo ❤️❤️
user: i'm actually so jealous of them both- they're so perfect for each other
emmamaltais17: ahh my favourites
-> youruser: 💋💋
user: never expected this but i freaking love it so much
user: hottest couple in sports frr
user: the way they're literally trending everywhere- ohh mom and dad are the best to ever do it
note: i hope you all enjoy. please reblog if you liked this, share your thoughts in your tags - i really enjoy reading all of that. make sure to follow me for more fics like this! feel free to send in requests (check out my rules) also if it's unclear, the first fan is meant to be watching dts, not f1
pairing: charles leclerc x childhood friend fem!reader, italian born!reader, photographer!reader
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youruser:
liked by pierregasly, antoine, scuderiaferrari & others
youruser: australia '25 was fun, more for me than for charles i guess. see you all at the next one
tagged: charles_leclerc
userone: charles' gf??
-> usertwo: check twitter. she's just a friend
pierregasly: did he throw his glove at you?
-> youruser: mhm- it wasn't very nice of him
-> charles_leclerc: it didn't even land on you
userthree: so many of the photos being pics of charles- is this a kinda hard launch babes?
-> userfour: more than half of her job is taking pictures of him. she's obviously going to post him
charles_leclerc: wow who's that handsome guy on the second, fifth and sixth slide?
-> youruser: it look a lot of editing to get you to look pretty in them and the helmet saves you in two of them
-> charles_leclerc: now who's not nice?
-> youruser: <3
-> userfive: i literally love whatever they have going on
-> usersix: ship
userseven: that ferrari jacket looks gorgeous on you
liked by youruser
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youruser:
liked by scuderiaferrari, arthur_leclerc, maxverstappen1 & others
youruser: p2 in monaco babyyy 🌟🌟 so proud of charlie and everything he managed today. had the time of my life catching up with all of my friends from home. see you all next week in spain!
tagged: yourfriendgroup, charles_leclerc
userone: anyone else realize that charles picked most of the same pics for his own gp dump??
-> usertwo: #noticing
-> userthree: guys how many times do we have to do this?? she literally takes the photos FOR CHARLES. he'll obviously post the best ones, and she'll want to display her best work too- it's not that big
userfour: omg the ferrari hats are so pretty
userfive: okay miss girl!
usersix: you're so pretty
charles_leclerc: p2 babyyyy
-> youruser: p2 !!!
charles_leclerc: what no photo credits?
-> youruser: you take one good photo of me a year and suddenly you want credits? half the things posted on your page were taken by me
-> charles_leclerc: and i gave you credits on them
-> youruser: 🙄🙄
-> charles_leclerc: <3
-> userone: UM THE HEART ??
userseven: my fav besties on that grid
liked by youruser & charles_leclerc
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charles_leclerc & youruser:
liked by f1, pierregasly, sidequest.co & others
charles_leclerc: it's always you ma chérie ❤️
youruser: how it started vs. how it's going
youruser: cat's outta the bag
youruser: i'm going to start crying again i love you sm ❤️
-> charles_leclerc: i love you more mon amour
-> youruser: impossible
-> charles_leclerc: agree to disagree
-> userone: holy shit they're so married couple- how did i miss this?
pierregasly: congratulations guys! i'm so glad we can finally talk about this
-> youruser: you're a real one for keeping the secret pierre
-> pierregasly: years.... you owe me big time
-> userone: YEARS??!
scuderiaferrari: congratulations!
usertwo: CONGRATULATIONS! I KNEW I WASN'T CRAZY!
userthree: SOMEONE TAG THAT GIRL ON TWITTER WHO BECAME A CHARLESY/N STAN A MONTH AGO!!
f1: congratulations to the both of you!
userfour: that childhood picture is literally so cute
-> userfive: anyone who doesn't swipe is gonna be so upset
usersix: the absolute joy radiating off you in the last pic is beautiful
userseven: okay so when are we gonna find out about the wedding? or is that gonna be a secret too?
-> youruser: 🤫🤫🤷♀️🤷♀️
in which y/n hamilton makes her long awaited return (aus 26)
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y/nhamilton
liked by maxverstappen1, oscarpiastri, charles_leclerc & others
y/nhamilton: cambridge -> melbourne
user: TELL A FRIEND TO TELL A FRIEND
-> y/nhamilton: SHE'S BACKKK
user: aannddd the paddock princess returns hell yeahhhh
kimi.antonelli: nice flower pic
-> y/nhamilton: 🙄🙄
-> y/nhamilton: photo creds to some italian named kimi ig ??
-> olliebearman: hey i took the one of you looking out at the water!!
-> y/nhamilton: damn y'all tryna leech off me and my fame smh
carlossainz55: 📐📐
-> y/nhamilton: 📏📏
doriane.pin: bestie's backkk
-> y/nhamilton: 💋💋
user: okayyy miss hamilton-
user: looking like a whole goddess
-> user: that photo of her looking out at the water ZOO WEE MAMA
scuderiaferrari: and we're back to your regularly programmed schedule
f1ausgp: honoured to host the return of the paddock princess
user: babe how do you manage school and the f1 season??
-> y/nhamilton: i don't 😭😭
-> y/nhamilton: recorded lectures, short trips + occasionally missing a race or two in person, and my besties who share their notes with me (love you guys!!)
user: academic weapon arc incoming
-> user: hell yeah!! that's a future mechanical engineer you're looking at
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y/nhamilton
liked by pierregasly, charles_leclerc, kimi.antonelli & others
y/nhamilton: round 1 of 24 done ! solid start to the season as long as you don't count all of the dns and dnfs ... everyone tell charlie and my dad that they look cute in the photo
pinned
y/nhamilton: i would like to issue a public apology to one andrea kimi antonelli as he was not featured in the podium photos as a main shot. i will not repeat this mistake
pinned
y/nhamilton: and shoutout to arvid.lindblad for crushing his first race !!
-> arvid.lindblad: thank you y/n!
user: CHARLES AND LEWIS - YOU BOTH LOOK SO COOL AND CUTE IN THAT PHOTO
-> y/nhamilton: see dad ??
kimi.antonelli: nice of you to apologize at least
-> olliebearman: at least you were up there 😔
-> y/nhamilton: dude do i have to make separate photo dumps just to appease your highnesses?
-> kimi.antonelli: i think that would be nice yes
-> y/nhamilton: keep dreaming
scuderiaferrari: paddock princess is back and being our good luck charm
-> user: it's insane bcz she's back and ferrari can actually perform again
carlossainz55: 🌴🌴
-> y/nhamilton: 🌳🌳
user: MUSHROOM IN MARIO KART-
-> user: charles' radio messages will forever be iconic
user: BAHAH- the photos of all of the drivers that were out
georgerussell63: how did you even take that photo?
-> y/nhamilton: i'm too quick with it
user: lewis and charles looking particularly cutesie in that photo
pierregasly: you should have posted that cat meme from last time
-> oscarpiastri: or the banana leclerc guy
-> landonorris: or the ferrari dudes dressed as clowns
-> y/n hamilton: thank you all for ur unasked for comments <3
charles_leclerc: thank you to the great and perfect and amazing y/n hamilton for always posting beautiful pictures of me and never anything that's bad
-> y/nhamilton: aww you're welcome charlie <3
-> user: charles typing this while y/n holds him at gunpoint
maxverstappen1: hurry up if you're coming for dinner
-> y/nhamilton: omw dudes- kimi's slowing us down bcz he's taking a massive shit
-> kimi.antonelli: lies. slander. how dare you accuse me of something ollie is doing?
-> olliebearman: WHY AM I ALWAYS DRAGGED INTO THIS??
reblog with tags that say some version of 'can i be added to the taglist' to be added to the taglist! make sure your settings actually allow me to tag you.
NOTE: going to be heavily editing the taglist, so non-interactions will be removed. if you enjoyed this, reblog it! <3 slow updates, we'll see how this goes. maybe not every race 🤷♀️🤷♀️ updates will now be continuing on this blog, follow to keep up! send me asks, talk to me ab the au, i'm always down to chat :)
in which y/n hamilton makes her long awaited return (aus 26)
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y/nhamilton
liked by maxverstappen1, oscarpiastri, charles_leclerc & others
y/nhamilton: cambridge -> melbourne
user: TELL A FRIEND TO TELL A FRIEND
-> y/nhamilton: SHE'S BACKKK
user: aannddd the paddock princess returns hell yeahhhh
kimi.antonelli: nice flower pic
-> y/nhamilton: 🙄🙄
-> y/nhamilton: photo creds to some italian named kimi ig ??
-> olliebearman: hey i took the one of you looking out at the water!!
-> y/nhamilton: damn y'all tryna leech off me and my fame smh
carlossainz55: 📐📐
-> y/nhamilton: 📏📏
doriane.pin: bestie's backkk
-> y/nhamilton: 💋💋
user: okayyy miss hamilton-
user: looking like a whole goddess
-> user: that photo of her looking out at the water ZOO WEE MAMA
scuderiaferrari: and we're back to your regularly programmed schedule
f1ausgp: honoured to host the return of the paddock princess
user: babe how do you manage school and the f1 season??
-> y/nhamilton: i don't 😭😭
-> y/nhamilton: recorded lectures, short trips + occasionally missing a race or two in person, and my besties who share their notes with me (love you guys!!)
user: academic weapon arc incoming
-> user: hell yeah!! that's a future mechanical engineer you're looking at
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y/nhamilton
liked by pierregasly, charles_leclerc, kimi.antonelli & others
y/nhamilton: round 1 of 24 done ! solid start to the season as long as you don't count all of the dns and dnfs ... everyone tell charlie and my dad that they look cute in the photo
pinned
y/nhamilton: i would like to issue a public apology to one andrea kimi antonelli as he was not featured in the podium photos as a main shot. i will not repeat this mistake
pinned
y/nhamilton: and shoutout to arvid.lindblad for crushing his first race !!
-> arvid.lindblad: thank you y/n!
user: CHARLES AND LEWIS - YOU BOTH LOOK SO COOL AND CUTE IN THAT PHOTO
-> y/nhamilton: see dad ??
kimi.antonelli: nice of you to apologize at least
-> olliebearman: at least you were up there 😔
-> y/nhamilton: dude do i have to make separate photo dumps just to appease your highnesses?
-> kimi.antonelli: i think that would be nice yes
-> y/nhamilton: keep dreaming
scuderiaferrari: paddock princess is back and being our good luck charm
-> user: it's insane bcz she's back and ferrari can actually perform again
carlossainz55: 🌴🌴
-> y/nhamilton: 🌳🌳
user: MUSHROOM IN MARIO KART-
-> user: charles' radio messages will forever be iconic
user: BAHAH- the photos of all of the drivers that were out
georgerussell63: how did you even take that photo?
-> y/nhamilton: i'm too quick with it
user: lewis and charles looking particularly cutesie in that photo
pierregasly: you should have posted that cat meme from last time
-> oscarpiastri: or the banana leclerc guy
-> landonorris: or the ferrari dudes dressed as clowns
-> y/n hamilton: thank you all for ur unasked for comments <3
charles_leclerc: thank you to the great and perfect and amazing y/n hamilton for always posting beautiful pictures of me and never anything that's bad
-> y/nhamilton: aww you're welcome charlie <3
-> user: charles typing this while y/n holds him at gunpoint
maxverstappen1: hurry up if you're coming for dinner
-> y/nhamilton: omw dudes- kimi's slowing us down bcz he's taking a massive shit
-> kimi.antonelli: lies. slander. how dare you accuse me of something ollie is doing?
-> olliebearman: WHY AM I ALWAYS DRAGGED INTO THIS??
reblog with tags that say some version of 'can i be added to the taglist' to be added to the taglist! make sure your settings actually allow me to tag you.
NOTE: going to be heavily editing the taglist, so non-interactions will be removed. if you enjoyed this, reblog it! <3 slow updates, we'll see how this goes. maybe not every race 🤷♀️🤷♀️ updates will now be continuing on this blog, follow to keep up! send me asks, talk to me ab the au, i'm always down to chat :)
haven't yet decided if i'm going to stick with the more stylized background or the solid colour for myself, but i still have a few hours to decide 🤷♀️
anywaysss feel free to use for your personal log, just reblog this post is all i ask. (do not repost anywhere).
i'm pretty open to writing for almost any motorsports driver, unless i change my mind.
i'm open to writing to most hockey players except anyone on the 2026 men's usa olympic hockey roster, anyone on the b/ston br/ins or fl/rida p/nthers, and anyone else i don't feel like writing for.
i'm open to writing to almost any baseball player, unless i change my mind.
i'm also open to writing for most la liga players, unless i change my mind.
i watch a lot of sports, so if something you are interested in isn't listed above, pls shoot me an ask! (chances are i don't mind writing about it)
while i'm open to writing for most players, pls do not send in requests for any majorly problematic athletes. (i do not do my research on every athlete that is requested, so i expect you all to have some standards and knowledge about who you're requesting)
at the end of the day, i might say no to a request for any reason, it's nothing personal. i will be slow with requests, but feel free to send them in.
be kind, be nice, don't be a weirdo.
if you enjoyed the fic, reblog! liking it literally does nothing, reblogs are what increases reach
i write for fem!reader, male!reader, and gn!reader
the main thing i will be focusing on is paddock pass baby (pinned post)
landonorris: party in logan's room- be there by 9
-> youruser: what if i'm asleep at 9?
-> landonorris: oscar get off of y/n's account
-> logansargeant: well... i guess i'm hosting
-> user: stop lando's friends with logan?? ahh i love this
user: awww i love them
user: girlie's trying too hard
user: nice to see she's finally coming to a race smh
-> user: what is with y'all? a wag doesn't have a job- she's leeching off the man's money. a wag has a job and responsibilities and can't make it to a lot of races- she's unsupportive. like make up your mind gd
logansargeant: i have to see y'all being cute in person AND on my feed 😒😒
-> youruser: your fault
-> oscarpiastri: you chose this life
y/bffsuser: imy bby <3
-> youruser: imym <33
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Y/N WALKED HAND IN HAND WITH OSCAR, following the hotel signs to Logan's room. She was happier than she'd been in quite a while. She'd joined Oscar in Australia, where she met his family, getting along surprisingly well with them. They were great people, which made it really easy for her.
She turned the corner, seeing Lando and Logan standing outside of their room.
"Finally," Lando grinned, seeing them.
"It's 8:45," Oscar told him. "We're early, if anything."
"Why are you guys outside?" Y/N asked.
"We're going to this bar that Lando found last year during the Grand Prix," Logan explained. "He said they've got hot bartenders."
"I see why you two would be down for that," Oscar rolled his eyes.
"Good answer," Y/N grinned. She turned back to the other two, "Alright then, let's get drunk."
"Not too drunk," Oscar corrected. "I want to be in bed by midnight."
"What are you, Cinderella?" Y/N asked. "Oscar, you're in Vegas once a year. Enjoy it."
"I'd like to enjoy it in bed," he muttered. "Also, you're wearing insanely high heels. You're going to be begging me to take your shoes in like an hour."
"Okay fine," Y/N agreed. "Not too many drinks, and in bed by twelve. We can manage it, no problemo."
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Y/N SMILED AT THE SIGHT OF OSCAR IN BED next to her, sleeping soundly. A slip of sunlight streamed through the curtains, covering him in a golden light. His hair was splayed over his forehead in an unruly manner, beckoning Y/N's hand closer.
She twirled one of the strands around her finger, taking a moment to admire him. He looked beautiful, even more every time she looked at him. She was almost blinded by how pretty she was.
It took a minute for her brain to catch up and realize his beauty wasn't blinding her, it was the sunlight glinting off the rock on her finger.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" she sat up, eye on the ring and trying to figure how the hell it got there.
Next to her, Oscar groaned.
"Shhhhhhh," he muttered. "My head hurts."
So did Y/N's. In fact, it was beginning to spin a little. Or maybe that was the room?
She turned back to Oscar, hoping to clear up why the fuck there was a hugeass engagement ring on her finger, but he didn't seem to be in the mood to wake up.
So she stole his blanket.
"Y/N!" Oscar groaned. "Give me my blanket! And turn the light off."
"Oscar, that's the sun," she told him. "Also, why are you in a cheap looking tux?"
"In a...?" He opened his eyes, surprised at the fact that he was actually wearing a tux — or at least parts of one. What he had on wasn't really nice, probably rented. Or secondhand bought? He looked back up at Y/N, tilting his head, "Uh... why are you in a wedding dress?"
"Huh?" Y/N looked down at her clothes, repressing the urge to scream at what she was wearing. It was a white minidress, not near anything she had planned to wear at her own wedding one day. "This isn't... it's not a wedding dress. It's a white mini dress."
"The veil falling out of your hair says otherwise," Oscar noted.
"The veil—" she reached up, pulling out what was indeed a veil. "Oh my God, I'm in a wedding dress. And I have an engagement ring on my finger. And you're in a tux. What the fuck happened?"
"Wait, you— you have an engagement ring... what?" Oscar sat up, his gaze finally falling on the ring she wore.
"Oh crap, I don't even know who it belongs to," she muttered in horror. "Where the hell am I supposed to return this? It must've cost a fortune..." she trailed off, eyes meeting Oscar's. Memories of the night before were coming back to her, or at least some of them were. "Oh my God, the Bahamas. You said you were going to propose then... but I— I was freaking out because there was no ring at the ceremony and you pulled this out."
"I was possibly going to propose at the Bahamas," he corrected. "I had it planned out, but just in case, I also had something for after the season."
"Can't say that wouldn't be a fucking dream," she shrugged.
"So you'd have said yes?" Oscar's eyes widened. "If I asked, I mean?"
"Oscar, I'm like 99% sure I married you while I was drunk out of my mind because of how much I love you," Y/N responded honestly. "I'd have said yes without a second thought."
"Well it's nice to know your response while sober," Oscar responded. "But... did we actually get married?"
"I... oh, I remember Logan began crying because—"
"Because you asked him to be your maid of honour," Oscar remembered. "And Lando appointed himself as my best man."
"And Elvis was standing funny while he was marrying us, and I kept trying to copy his stance, but it made my feet hurt," Y/N continued. "And... and you took my shoes off during the vows and said in your vow that you'd always carry my shoes after I did dumb things like try to copy Elvis."
"And in your vow you said you'll never let my life get boring, no matter how early I wanted to sleep," Oscar added. "You said... you said that you're so in love with me that you'd trust me with your heart."
"And that's when Lando started sobbing," Y/N remembered.
"No, he started crying after I took your shoe off," Oscar furrowed his brows.
"Oh my God, was Elvis crying at our wedding?"
"I gave him the tux jacket to wipe his eyes," Oscar remembered. "And he never gave it back."
"Oh yeah, he stalled the 'you may kiss the bride' part so much, I said it myself," Y/N muttered.
"Wait, so if we're married... where's the marriage certificate?"
AN HOUR LATER, the (probably) newlyweds had turned the room upside down, but still had no sign of the marriage certificate.
"Maybe we didn't actually get married?" Oscar wondered. "Like it was a faux?"
"Does that mean you're still proposing in the Bahamas?"
Before Oscar could answer, a knock sounded on the door, causing the two of them to freeze in their spots. The two of them looked at each other in their wedding clothes, then to the room, with clothes and belongings littered all around.
"Don't say a word," Oscar whispered. "They'll go away."
The two of them stayed silent and frozen for a while longer, but the knocking didn't stop.
"Guys, it's me and Lando," Logan said on the other side of the door. "Open up. We have your marriage certificate."
At that, Oscar ran to the door, dragging the two boys inside, before immediately shutting the door.
"What tornado came through here?" Lando asked, looking around.
"Tornado 'we were looking for our marriage certificate'," Y/N muttered, taking the certificate out of his hands. She read it three times, before silently passing it along to Oscar.
"Wow," he muttered, silently realizing the two of them were officially married.
"Congratulations," Lando grinned, pulling Y/N, Oscar, and Logan in for a group hug. "Oh, I'm so happy. When can I expect to be named the godfather?"
Oscar whipped his head to Y/N, eyes wide, "Was that why we got married? Was it a shotgun Vegas wedding?"
"Oscar, honey, if I was pregnant, I wouldn't have been drinking," she reminded him. "I'm not pregnant, okay? And Lando, quit scaring him like that. I think the wedding is more than enough for us to digest."
"Wait, you guys don't remember the wedding?" Logan looked between Y/N and Oscar.
"We do, but like random parts of it," Y/N explained. "Like I remember most of the ceremony, but why the fuck did we decide to get married?"
"How did the topic even come up?" Oscar added.
"Well, it all started after Y/N downed a shot without flinching," Lando reminded them. "And Oscar fell in love for the millionth time right then and there. Said he could marry her. A couple drinks later, you lightweights were out of it, and Oscar started telling everyone he was going to marry Y/N. Some guy at the bar recommended an Elvis guy, and Y/N was so excited to be married by Elvis that she agreed right then. And then you guys started going looking for 'something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue'."
"That's why I kept the heels on even though my feet were killing," Y/N muttered. "They were my something old."
"The ring was something new," Oscar added.
"What was something borrowed and something blue?" Y/N asked.
"Elvis' jacket," Logan supplied.
"What?"
"Elvis gave you his jacket because you said it'd be nice with the blue and borrowed. You're wearing his jacket in a lot of your wedding pictures," he explained.
"I'm sorry, wedding pictures?" Oscar asked. "Where the fuck did we find a photographer?"
"We're the photographers," Lando explained. "You sent us to buy some cameras while you guys did the something old and new. Logan got the polaroid, and I found a cute digital camera."
"At least you guys have the photos if not the memories," Logan grinned.
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youruser & oscarpiastri
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youruser: followed the queen of genovia's advice and ended up married to man who made my foot pop
oscarpiastri: i love you forever
-> youruser: and ever and ever and ever and ever
oscarpiastri: looking beautiful as always mrs. piastri
-> youruser: why thank you mr. piastri. you look lovely as well
user: THEY'RE MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!!
user: MOM AND DAD MOM AND DAD
user: yeah they're a pr relationship 🙄
logansargeant: i love you guys 🤍
-> oscarpiastri: are you still drunk?
-> logansargeant: a little. i might cry again
-> youruser: check in on hungover lando, he'll make you laugh
-> user: LANDO AND LOGAN AT THE Y/NOSCAR WEDDING THIS IS NOT A DRILLLL
landonorris: FINALLY!!!
-> user: wdym finally?? they met like 7 months ago
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landonorris: guys it's too early to be this cute, but i love you so i'll let it pass
mclaren: congratulations y/n and oscar!!!
user: logan and lando moh/best man ??
-> youruser: yeah they were
-> user: I'M DEAD NO FUCKING WAYYY
user: they're married already?? this ain't lasting
-> oscarpiastri: thanks for ur unwanted opinion
user: i love how down bad they are for each other
-> user: nah fr tho
f1: congratulations guys!!
charles_leclerc: congratulations! welcome to the family y/n!
user: princess diaries reference i love that movie
-> oscarpiastri: she made me watch it with her
user: guys... hear me out... what if they got married in vegas?
-> user: homie those pics ain't vegas
yourmomsig: i love you guys i'm gonna cry again
-> oscarpiastri: no don't cry mum
-> user: MUM
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YOUTUBE: WATCH - OSCAR PIASTRI POST QUALIFICATION INTERVIEW
INTERVIEWER: so first off oscar, congrats on the wedding
OSCAR: *smiles* thank you
I: we heard that the mrs. is actually here for the last race of the season, is that right? she had issues with her schedule, so you went for it all in her break, huh? vegas, a wedding, and now abu dhabi? in what, three weeks?
OP: yeah, she's here for this weekend. she was- well, she just partnered with another lawyer to actually open their law firm together, so she's actually going to have the rest of the year off, which we're both obviously excited about. but *laughs* i mean, once she said yes to marrying me, i didn't want to wait, you know? i'm just... you know, i'm really proud of her because everyone talks about the drivers and the media's always trying to diminish her, and the other partners' accomplishments, but it's absolutely insane all that she's done and all that she will do. it's great that i can stand next to her as her husband while she does all of it. i'm actually a little surprised that she even married me. marrying her's probably my biggest accomplishment.
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A YEAR LATER
f1, mclaren & oscarpiastri
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f1: AND HE'S DONE IT! IN THE ENTERTAINMENT CAPITAL OF THE WORLD, OSCAR PIASTRI, HAS BECOME THE WORLD CHAMPION 🏆🎆🎊
user: stop he's so cute
user: i'm crying oscar's a championnnnn
user: did anyone else hear y/n scream while he was on the podium
-> user: "that's my husband!" girlie put her whole chest in that
mclaren: OSCAR OUR GUYYY
y/npiastri: THAT'S MY HUSBANDDD
-> oscarpiastri: THAT'S MY WIFEEE
-> user: iconic
charles_leclerc: congratulations oscar!
maxverstappen1: congrats mate!
logansargeant: congratulations oscar! well deserved win!
-> oscarpiastri: thanks mate
-> user: GUYS LOOK LOSCAR CRUMBS
-> user: nom nom nom
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y/npiastri
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y/npiastri: THAT'S MY HUSBANDDD HE'S THE WORLD CHAMPION RAHHHHHH 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸
user: ain't he australian?
-> y/npiastri: now he's american by association
oscarpiastri: THAT'S MY WIFEEEE SHE'S THE BEST HYPE WOMAN AND AN ABSOLUTE BOSS IN EVERYTHING
-> y/npiastri: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
-> oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU MORE
-> y/npiastri: I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THAT
-> oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE THAN THAT
-> logansargeant: WHY ARE WE YELLING AT EACH OTHER??
-> landonorris: you're all sitting next to each other you realize that
-> user: NOT A DRILL THE GREATEST GRID QUARTET IS TOGETHER IN VEGASSSS
y/bffsuser: RAHH 🇺🇸 REPRESENTTTT
-> user: HE'S AUSTRALIAN 😭😭
-> y/npiastri: NOT ON MY INSTAGRAM PAGE TONIGHT 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
yourmomsig: congrats oscar 🤍 i'm so so proud of you! call me soon
-> oscarpiastri: calling rn mum 🤍
user: stop the way he looks at her- i can't
-> user: are you surprised? this the same man who said his biggest accomplishment is marrying her
-> oscarpiastri: and it's still true!
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oscarpiastri & y/npiastri
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oscarpiastri: maybe vegas is just lucky for us
tagged: y/npiastri
y/npiastri: i love you so much i'd marry you in vegas a million times
-> oscarpiastri: i love you so much but please don't expect me to ever drink that much or stay up that late again
y/npiastri: GET READY LOSERSSS BABY PIASTRI ON THE WAYYYY
-> y/npiastri: baby piastri's genes boutta clear all your try hard babies' genes
-> user: honey you know you shouldn't drink while pregnant right?
-> oscarpiastri: she's not drunk, she's just been like this the entire pregnancy
-> y/npiastri: AND THERE'S STILL SIX MORE MONTHS TO GOOOOO
user: STFU THAT TWITTER USER WAS TELLING THE TRUTH???
-> user: OSCAR AND Y/N WERE THE ONES IN VEGAS?? I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND
-> user: can't believe they kept the secret for that long loll
-> user: lando almost slipped sm times 😭😭
user: okay but the bahamas wedding thingy afterwards was a smart decoy ngl
-> logansargeant: thank you 😊
-> user: YOU KNEW???
-> y/npiastri: ofc he and lando knew, who else would be our moh/best man in vegas?
logansargeant: guys really? i just stopped crying
-> landonorris: I HAVEN'T STOPPED YET
-> user: stop i love them
-> user: need them to be godparents frr
-> y/npiastri: one for each twin ye
-> user: TWIN?????
-> y/npiastri: oops
f1: congrats y/n and oscar!
user: oscar a DILF now
-> y/npiastri: homie i been knew. why y'all think i bagged him?
-> user: i though he just had such a big crush on you, he didn't really realize you were the weird girl
-> y/npiastri: why would you say that to a pregnant woman?
-> user: ohmygosh, i'm so sorry! i really hope you're not crying-
-> y/npiastri: nah idgaf it's just funny seeing ppl freak out
-> user: GIRL YOU HAD ME STRESSED
-> oscarpiastri: welcome to my life
-> oscarpiastri: i love you wife 🩷
-> y/npiastri: nice save
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THE END!!
i hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it! this is honestly one of my fav series, and don't forget to show some love and reblog if you enjoyed <3
note: here's part 2 <3 i think this will have 3/4 parts, but they might be split up if i reach the picture limit.
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pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader, logan x best friend!reader, one sided!enemies to lovers
faceclaim: various, from pinterest
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youruser
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youruser: what can i say? i'm a busy gal
user: bae... are you soft launching someone or is this just logan again?
-> logansargeant: it's not me
-> user: LOGAN MY GLORIOUS AMERICAN KING! WHO IS THIS??
user: why are the f1 boys here??
-> user: bcz she took a picture with oscar and i guess they're all friends now
-> user: and it's only lando. quite overreacting
yourmomsig: too busy for family dinner
-> youruser: ma if it was only our family i'd have been there. i just wasn't in the mood to deal with aunt griselda
-> logansargeant: yeah thanks for that, i had to take ur place
-> youruser: love you logie
logansargeant: you know you idiots are so cute it almost makes up for making me have dinner with aunt griselda
-> user: stop he calls her aunt, 'aunt' - those two are siblings your honors
-> youruser: i already told you i love you... what more do you want?
user: GIRL ARE YOU BACK WITH YOUR EX?
-> youruser: ew no
user: come home the kids miss you
user: bae who is this man you're taking pics with? do i have to be jealous?
-> youruser: nah we're just friends
-> user: YOU MEAN YOU'RE FREAKING US ALL OUT TO TELL US THE MAN DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT OFFICIAL YET??
-> youruser: i'm actually crying at this comment this is the funniest fucking thing i've ever read-
-> oscarpiastri: she has literal tears streaming down her face
-> user: ARIANA? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
oscarpiastri: too busy of a gal to answer your texts?
-> youruser: depends on who it is
-> user: guys stop logan's besties are becoming besties- i love this!
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youruser
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youruser: signin' out
oscarpiastri: photo creds?
-> youruser: no
-> user: wait... oscar was at the graduation???????
-> user: i don't think so... he took the first and/or third picture and neither of them are at the ceremony itself. i think he was just invited to the party
-> user: quit crushing my dreams girl
logansargeant: proud of you 🤍
-> youruser: love you logie 🤍
landonorris: just in time for hot girl summer
-> youruser: 🤪🤪
user: wait i thought she already graduated
-> user: this is her law school graduation i think
-> user: isn't she like 23?? how??
-> youruser: max course loads + studying during summers! wasn't fun, but i'm FREEEEE
user: girlBOSS
y/bffsuser: i love you !! so so proud
-> youruser: i adore you 😘
yourmomsig: love you sweetie, i'm so proud of you
-> youruser: love you more ma
user: wait where's the 'friend' she was soft launching a while back
-> youruser: we're still going good, trust
-> user: lowkey think it's oscar
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yourprivuser
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oscarpiastri: probably the closest i'll be to graduating
-> youruser: it's why i graduated twice, once for me, once for you
y/bffsuser: girl my face was not nice in that last pic
-> youruser: puhleasee you look hot
logansargeant: i feel like there's someone you need to thank for all of this
-> youruser: uhhhh god?
-> logansargeant: girlllllll
-> youruser: ugh thank you logan hunter sargeant, the greatest american to have ever lived
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f1gossip
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f1gossip: sources say that oscar piastri was in fort lauderdale between the canadian and brazilian gp. he was most likely there for y/n y/ln's graduation, but we cannot confirm if he attended the ceremony or only the party afterwards. the two know each other through their best friend logan sargeant, and we can confirm that they've only become friends during the miami gp, which is around the same time y/n began soft launching someone she calls a 'friend'
many think her and oscar piastri have started or are starting a relationship, and the belief has been cemented by him attending her graduation party. these pictures look like oscar and y/n going out for dinner with her friends, holding hands at one point, and then hanging out at oscar's hotel afterwards. we cannot confirm or deny that any of these pictures are in fact oscar and y/n as they aren't clear, but they do look similar to them.
for more information on y/n y/ln, check out the link in our bio
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user: i ship them
user: bro who even is she??
user: how much y'all wanna bet she's not even really friends with logan?
user: that doesn't even look like oscar, y'all wilding
user: maybe he's just there to support a friend (in denial)
user: she doesn't look good
user: i don't like them together
user: oscar's too good for her
user: y'all hella interested in people who don't give a shit about you
youruser: wow my very own post on f1gossip- mom look i made it
-> yourmomsig: congrats baby
-> user: HER MOM ACTUALLY COMMENTED LMAOOOOO
-> user: i changed my mind i stan her
-> user: guys i really hope she's with oscar
-> user: i don't think she is 😢 otherwise she'd probably ignore this post
user: y'all as much as i love them, i doubt they're together- most wags ignore these posts and this chick's out here commenting and calling her mom 💀
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Y/N STARED AT THE MCLAREN CAP, unsure if she should wear it. It shouldn't mean anything to the public, just her showing support to one of her new friends. Because to them, that's all Oscar really was. Her friend.
They didn't know about the constant texts, the late night face times, the movie dates while across an ocean from each other. They didn't know about the way her heart would race whenever she saw his text, how he'd make her giggly and blush just by calling her a cute little nickname. They knew nothing.
Besides, she was wearing a Williams Racing shirt in support of Logan. Why should a simple McLaren cap - not even fully papaya colored - mean anything to the public?
"Oh my God, just put the cap on," Logan groaned, making way over and putting it on her head for her.
Y/N rolled her eyes, fixing the cap so it didn't ruin her hair.
"Shut up," she muttered. "I'm just nervous."
"You have no need to be," Logan promised her. "Oscar's going to lose his mind when he sees you in person, turn into a stuttering, stumbling mess, and you're going to be so touched by his awkwardness that you're going fall in love. All in all, it's a win-win situation."
"I don't like you," Y/N rolled her eyes, following Logan out of the hotel and in the car. She had arrived in England a few days ago, but kept a low profile. She missed the first two practices, before deciding to arrive on track for FP3 and quali. She'd also make her way over for the race tomorrow.
The two best friends shared TikToks and reels with each other during the short drive, making their way out of the car and towards the paddock once they arrived. Y/N tried to keep her hands at her sides, away from the McLaren cap on her head. No need to make it obvious. Cameras flashed and recorded videos as her and Logan walked down, making her incredibly nervous.
She felt hot, really hot. And... was she sweating? She resisted the urge to smell.
"You're fine," Logan promised, sensing her inner anxiety. "Nobody's focusing on your cap, they take videos of all the drivers arriving at track. Stop spiraling."
Y/N blinked back to the present at Logan's words, realizing that she was indeed falling into a spiral. It was all going to be okay. Logan was going to be there no matter what.
"Thanks Logie," she smiled. "You're the best."
"Yeah, I know," he nodded to himself.
She rolled her eyes, swatting him in the arm. Arriving outside the Williams' garage, she waved at Alex Albon.
"Hey, Y/N," he jogged over from inside. "How are you? Logan never even told me you're coming."
"I'm great Alex, thanks," she grinned. "And it was a bit of a surprise. I didn't want people to know I was coming here today. I have a job interview in a few days, so I decided why not come early and watch the GP in person."
"Good decision," he laughed. He looked at her cap, "Are you heading inside or heading to McLaren?"
"Uh... I think I'll head over to McLaren," she decided. "I don't want news of my arrival reaching Oscar before I get to surprise him."
Alex raised his brows, before fixing his expression, "Right, you guys finally met at Miami. I take it you became friends, right?"
"Yeah," Y/N nodded, trying not to let her heart eyes show. "I probably should've taken Logan's offer to meet his racing friends years ago. Most of them are pretty cool."
"I hope I'm one of them," Alex joked.
"You're at the top of the list," she winked. "Anyways, I'll catch you guys later on. Don't leave without me Logan."
"Same goes to you," he waved.
Y/N flipped him off, turning to make her way to McLaren garage. She could hear Logan's laughter behind her, making her smile to herself. Who knew when the last time he genuinely laughed on a race weekend even was?
Over the last few months, she'd seen lots of clips of Oscar and Logan hanging out together - more than usual - and usually joining them was Lando. It seemed that the Brit was interested in becoming friends with Logan after Miami, which honestly made her happy.
She arrived outside the McLaren garage, debating if she should head in or wait outside, or maybe just head back to Williams.
Before she could make up her mind, she heard someone make a surprised little noise.
"Y/N?" Lando asked, exiting the garage once he saw her. "You're here? Oscar that little brat, he never even told me you're going to visit."
"That's because he doesn't know," Y/N laughed. "It's a surprise. I kind of insinuated that I wouldn't be able to watch the race at all, but... well, I'm here!"
"Ugh you two are just so absolutely adorable," Lando sighed, slinging an arm over her shoulder. "C'mon, I'll take you to him. He said he's going to talk to his dad, I think."
"His dad's here?" She asked, stopping in her tracks. "Why did no one tell me his dad was going to be here?"
"Quit freaking out," Lando rolled his eyes. "His real dad's not here, I don't think."
"Then who is he — Charles?" Y/N asked. "They're still doing that little bit from Monaco."
Lando pointed to where Oscar was, indeed talking with someone in Ferrari gear. Y/N stood on her tiptoes, recognizing Charles Leclerc and his girlfriend, in the middle of some conversation with Oscar. Leo slept soundly in Alexandra's arms.
"Let's wait for them to finish their conversation," Y/N suggested, feeling bad for coming up to them while they were talking.
"Nope," Lando shook his head, leading her across and closer to Oscar.
"Lando, no, no, no, Lando, I will throw you under one of the cars, no, Lando—"
"Quick, laugh like I said something funny," Lando whispered.
Y/N was so surprised by his request, that she stopped trying to plot his murder.
"Laugh, woman!" Lando muttered.
"Oh, right," Y/N responded.
Trying her best to seem somewhat genuine, she thought of that time Oscar texted her because he walked into a pole. Which made her laugh so hard, she walked into a door.
She giggled at the memory, laughing as the duo approached the others.
Lando, seeing Oscar's head whip over immediately at the sound of her laughter, began giggling too. The two had to stop a few steps away from Oscar, Charles and Alexandra because of how hard they were laughing.
"Did you see— the way he—" Lando couldn't get a sentence out without bursting into another round of laughter.
"Lando, get your shit together," Y/N wiped her eyes, straightening up.
Charles and Alex raised their eyebrows, entirely confused by what was happening a few steps away from them, while Oscar stared at Y/N like she was a mound of gold.
"Okay, okay— never mind, I can't do it," Lando fell into another round of laughter every time he remembered how quickly Oscar looked at her.
"Oh my God," Y/N muttered, sending an apologetic smile towards the trio near them.
She grabbed Lando's arm and dragged him the final few steps, smiling at the small group.
"I'm so sorry about that," she apologized. "Lando here doesn't know how to behave."
At this point, Lando's laughter, which was finally beginning to stop, starting up all over again.
"I'm sorry guys, I'm so sorry," Lando got out. "I'm not laughing at you guys, I promise. I'm laughing at Osc."
"What did I do?" Oscar asked, finally snapping out of whatever trance he'd gone in after hearing Y/N's laughter.
At his question, Lando's laughter came back, this time high pitched and bringing on some tears.
Y/N leaned closer to Oscar, whispering, "Is this normal?"
"Just ignore him," he responded, hoping she couldn't hear his heart beating all over his body. "It'll stop eventually."
"If it doesn't it'll give the rest of us an edge in the race," Charles offered.
"Right, uh Charles, Alexandra, this is Y/N," Oscar introduced them, the group now choosing to ignore Lando as he sat on the floor and laughed some more. "She's uh, a friend of mine, and also Logan's best friend. She usually only comes to Miami, but apparently is here today."
"Surprise!" She grinned.
Oscar smiled, the feeling of her happiness radiating towards him. Maybe he liked surprises a lot more than he realized.
"Logan, uh..."
"Sargeant," Lando supplied to Charles from his spot on the floor, wiping his eyes to clear up some tears. "The one who drives for Williams."
Y/N's smile dipped slightly at the reminder that Charles was another driver who wasn't quite close with Logan. But she brought the smile back immediately, doing her best to be nice.
In fact, it was only because Oscar had his eyes on Y/N the entire time that he noticed the small dip. He didn't know just what it was about, but he remembered her make the same expression when she first met Lando.
"Right, yeah," Charles nodded. "I just wanted to make sure I had the right one. It's nice to meet you, Y/N. I'm Charles, and this is my girlfriend Alex."
"Nice to meet you guys," she smiled again, and it was as if nothing was wrong. She cooed at Leo asleep in Alex's arms, "Aw, cute dog. I've been more of a cat person my whole life, but I love puppies."
"His name's Leo," Alex introduced the dog.
"Oh, he's adorable," she grinned.
"Well, it was nice to meet you Y/N," Charles nodded in her direction. "We've got to go now, but hopefully we'll see you later on. Bye Lando, bye son."
"Bye dad," Oscar laughed.
"Bye," Lando waved at them.
Once they were gone, Y/N looked back at Oscar, only to see him already looking at her.
"Hi," she smiled.
"Hey," he breathed out.
"Oi, you two are being too lovey dovey in front of the cameras," Lando warned them. "Go to the motorhome or something."
Y/N rolled her eyes, but he wasn't wrong. There were much more cameras around McLaren than Williams, and people would be dissecting Y/N and Oscar's every move. Considering they weren't even dating, she wanted to keep the secret for a little while longer.
"Right, uh... you wanna come along, Y/N?" Oscar asked her.
"Sure, I'm not due back at Williams until the end of the day," she shrugged. "I got to return my paddock pass then. Coming, Lando?"
"No thank you," he shook his head. "I like my spot on the floor, and I'd rather not accidentally be a cockblock."
"Lando, we're not going to have sex in Oscar's motorhome," Y/N rolled her eyes.
"We're not?" Oscar asked, a joking glint in his eyes.
"Take me out on a date first, then we'll see," she responded in the same tone, turning towards the motorhome and making her way there.
"Hey, I already asked," he reminded her, catching up. "It's up to you to decide when you're cashing in the rain check."
Y/N tilted her head at him, a small smile making its way to her face. "Tell you what, you win the race tomorrow, I'll go on a date with you the next day."
Oscar smirked, "Well, I have to win the race now."
"Nice to know where your motivation factor lies."
The two arrived outside the room, and Oscar opened the door for her.
"What a gentleman," Y/N grinned to herself, entering the small space.
She took a seat on the bed, while Oscar sat in the chair by the desk.
"Are you okay?" Oscar asked once it was just the two of them, no cameras, no Lando, no one else.
"What do you mean?" Y/N asked. "I'm fine."
"You're not fine, there's something bothering you," Oscar noted. "Or it did bother you at one point. When you were talking to Charles and Alex, you frowned at the start of the conversation. Right after I'd introduced you to them. Like, as if you were upset by something they said or did, I don't know."
Y/N frowned again at the reminder of that interaction, before shaking her head quickly to clear her thoughts.
"Nothing, I mean... like it's not a big deal," she tried to explain. "It's just this weird thing about me."
"You know you can trust me with anything, right?"
"I know, Oscar," she sighed. "It's just... it's complicated, I guess."
"If you want to talk about it, I've got time," he responded.
Y/N stared at him, remembering how she thought she hated him just a few months ago. She saw him as an egotistic prick, who'd left her best friend in the dust after stealing him from her. And here he was now... telling her he'd listen to her if she wanted him to.
"I didn't like you for a long time," she confessed.
At Oscar's hurt look, she continued quickly.
"Wait, no, that didn't come out the way I wanted," she closed her eyes. "I mean, like when we were kids, a long, long time ago. Because, for our entire lives, it'd been Logan and I. We did everything together, always. And then he got serious with racing, and he made other friends. Which was fine by me, because I'd always been his best friend. The only one who managed to come close to my position in Logan's eyes, was you. You were the one who'd managed to be one of his closest friends, because of racing, and you were the one who was closest to taking my place. And... well I was jealous. Which was why I often ran away after Logan's races, never stopped to meet you or talk with you, or any of the other drivers.
"And, you know, the years passed, and Logan and I remained close, and the jealousy faded, but then, I don't know. I guess I was embarrassed to talk to you, because I'd been jealous for so long. And then you both went into F1, and I told myself I'd be happy for both of you... but I wasn't, really. You just— I mean, you came into F1, and the love for you was immediate. The fans, your team, the other drivers. They all loved you, and they wanted to talk to you. And Logan... Logan got stuck with a shitty car and a shitty team, and none of the drivers even wanted to talk to him."
She took a deep breath, continuing, "and I know it's not your fault, but I love Logan, okay? Like I'd quite literally give up my life for him, and seeing him constantly in a place where he wasn't being treated fairly, where he wasn't happy.... it hurts. He's here because he loves racing, but every time people talk shit about him or act like he didn't put in so much work to be here, it makes me upset. I was... I don't know, envious of you on behalf of Logan, if that makes sense. And so I kind of ignored you during F1 as well. But then I began talking to you, and that first time I heard you speak, stumbling over your words, I think that's when I realized you were human. Just like Logan. You didn't choose it to be this way and you can't help it. And you know, a lot of times I can forget most of the people out there have never acknowledged Logan, because he's asked me to forget it so many times, but then they remind me that they haven't... and it hurts, Oscar. It hurts to see that. So you know, I'm sorry for judging you before ever even meeting you. That was stupid of me."
Oscar stared at her for a moment, feeling sick at her words. He'd never had someone who he was that close with, not outside of his family. He couldn't even imagine what went through her head every time she saw him, or the other drivers. He didn't blame her for her feelings, she had every right to hate anyone out there.
"Oscar?" she began hesitantly. "Are you... are you alright?"
He got up from his chair, standing in front of her and pulling her close. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist, melting into his hug.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry that I let it happen."
"Oscar, it's not your fault," she said, her voice muffled by his embrace. "I realize that now, and it's something Logan's always known. He's never blamed you, I don't either. It's just the way life works."
"It's not great," Oscar commented.
"Nah, not really," she agreed. "But it won't stay like this forever."
She wouldn't let it.
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f1: and it's the FIRST career GRAND PRIX WIN for oscar piastri! a daring move by the aussie in the final laps of the race put him ahead of max verstappen and as the leader of the race, where he led quite comfortably to the checkered flag
mclaren: that's our guy!!
user: OSCARRRRR GO OFF
user: LOGAN IN POINTS SOMEONE TALK ABOUT LOGAN IN POINTS
-> user: your honor they're boyfriends
youruser: wow a race winner
-> oscarpiastri: it was nothing
user: OSCAR OSCAR OSCAR OSCAR
user: someone check on y/n
-> user: ????
-> user: well her and oscar might be dating no one knows. but she's besties with logan, and one of them won and the other's in points so she might be celebrating
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oscarpiastri: winning the race ➡️ winning in life
user: OSCAR JACK PIASTRI!! WHO IS THIS???
user: mans just dropped a whole bomb and left
user: boy isn't responding to ANYONE
-> user: he said 'look at my girl' and then dipped
user: y'all that's y/n i'm calling it
-> user: no she looks too tall in the second pic
-> user: i think she's wearing heels
user: oscar get your ass back on this app and answer the peoples' questions
-> oscarpiastri: no.
youruser: ugh i love her nails
-> oscarpiastri: 🙄 she said thanks babe
-> youruser: your girl loves me more than you
-> oscarpiastri: i'm afraid it may be so
user: NAH IT AINT Y/N! LOOK AT HER COMMENTS
user: y/n bestie boo tell us who oscar's new girl is
-> youruser: no.
user: y/n and oscar are hilarious bcz she's been soft launching her 'friend' for months and now oscar's hiding a whole girlfriend from us
-> user: i see what logan meant when he said they're too similar but also completely opposite
user: i still think the girl's y/n
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youruser:
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youruser: summer of 24... you were definitely one for the books
tagged: oscarpiastri
user: YOU'VE BEEN SOFTLAUNCHING OSCAR ALL ALONG????
user: the way i didn't actually see this one coming
user: I FUCKING KNEW ITT
oscarpiastri: best summer yet 🩷
-> youruser: got me blushing and shii
logansargeant: i'd like a written thank you card for being the reason you two are together
-> youruser: no 🤍
user: i just KNOW logan's been their biggest shipper
yourmomsig: cutiess
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oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri: it's been ten years in the making
tagged: youruser
user: SHUT UP
user: wait they've been dating for TEN YEARS??!!
-> user: no i think he had a crush on her for like ten years
youruser: i adore you 🩷
-> oscarpiastri: it's hard not to adore me
youruser: s i m p
-> oscarpiastri: are you complaining?
-> youruser: no
logansargeant: again. am i getting a thank you at all???
-> oscarpiastri: sorry my future wife said no
-> youruser: jasdjfakhfrshgous
-> user: nah she real for that- i'd do the same if oscar said that about me
user: she needs to lose some weight
user: ew why does she smile like that
user: MOM AND DAD
landonorris: i'd also like a thank you for not being a cockblock
-> oscarpiastri: no.
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f1gossip
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f1gossip: well it's officially been confirmed by oscar piastri and y/n y/ln that they are dating and have been together for at least the summer. it's unclear when they began dating, but we can assume it was after the miami grand prix, where it is believed that they met for the first time.
y/n y/ln is the childhood best friend of logan sargeant, and has took to social media multiple times to defend him. she has completed law school, and we believe she works in england, which is where oscar is located at the moment. for more information on y/n y/ln and the timeline of her and oscar piastri's relationship, check the link in our bio
user: bro who cares
user: i thought this was a driver gossip page not the wags
user: what does oscar see in her?
-> user: right like she has to have bewitched him
user: i love her she's such a girlboss
user: idk how oscar does it. my brain would stop working once she smiled at me
user: something about their relationship screams pr to me
-> user: like wdym they only met in miami bcz fans wanted them to and now they're dating
-> user: nah that's sketchy
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notes: well here's the anticipated part 2!! i hope you guys enjoy it! if you'd like to be added to my tag list, please comment on part one of this series just so all the comments are in one place. let me know what you guys think of this part in the comments + reblogs <3
NEXT PART!
and again my tags don't always work, so you might want to follow my writing tag 'naqia writes!' or the tag for this short series 'the bsf of my bsf! series' so they show up on your dash at some point :)
note: okay so i was bored and i got a random inspiration i hope y'all like this <3 i think this will have 3/4 parts, but they might be split up if i reach the picture limit.
pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader, logan x best friend!reader, one sided!enemies to lovers
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faceclaim: various, from pinterest
youruser & logansargeant
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youruser: gang's back together 🤘
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youruser: welcome back to america @/logansargeant glad you could join us!
-> user: i love how she seems sarcastic but i know babes is so happy he's back
user: logan living out his frat dreams
user: this would be logan daily if he didn't go into racing
user: wait i'm confused... who's this?
-> user: y/n y/ln! from what we know, her and logan are best friends since they were born or something. she finished her undergrad, but i think she's doing law school now (?)
user: i ship
-> user: ew
y/bffsuser: not pictured is the entire drink falling out
-> logansargeant: it wasn't my fault! she moved her head
-> youruser: yeah okay, blame the woman
-> logansargeant: i blame when she's wrong. and you are.
-> user: stop they're so sibling
yourmomsig: aw no one posted the pic of y/n falling off the bed during the fight
-> youruser: MOM!
-> logansargeant: i tried but she stole my phone
-> user: well we know who the favorite child is now
y/bffsuser: @/yourprivuser no photo creds
-> user: IS THAT Y/N'S PRIVATE USER???!!! I NEED TO BE ACCEPTER NOWWW
this comment thread has been deleted
oscarpiastri has requested yourprivuser!
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y/bffspodcast: surprise episode out now! take a listen for exclusive deets on logan's love life, his best friends, and the time he almost became a dad to a baby crocodile
tagged: logansargeant
user: i'm sorry, logan did WHAT NOW?
user: A CROCODILE??
-> user: well he does live in florida
user: it's a crime that y/n and oscar haven't met before. i need the irl best and the f1 bestie to get together and spill tea on logan
-> oscarpiastri: well we might have to change that this weekend
-> user: OSCAR??!! PLEASE DO IT! I BEG!
y/bff: i mean, you've known y/n your whole life, right?
logan: my whole life, yup. like, i was maybe only a few hours old when i saw her for the first time. you already know this, but like we have the same birthday, december 31st 2000. and we're also born at the same time, in the same hospital, literally right across the hall from each other.
YB: same time? like seriously? how did i not know that?
LS: *laughs* i mean, same time. down to the minute, at least. it's why we call each other 'twin', we're born at the same time. and like our parent knew each other and joked that we might be born on the same day... little did they know
YB: *laughing* that's insane. oh my gosh, and you guys have just been best friends since then. i love that. i assume you're the one who's got all the younger high school stories about her. i got some college ones, but you have the real gold mine, don't you?
LS: i've got my fair share of our insane stories, yeah
YB: mind sharing one?
LS: i'm trying to think of one that's not absolutely insane... oh okay! so one time, we were in the pool, it was summer, and then y/n just stops trying to murder me with the pool noodle and goes still. i'm confused as hell, so i'm trying to see what she's doing but she tells me to shut up. she's watching the bushes around the pool, so i swim to the edge of the pool next to her, and the two of us are just watching the bushes. i have no idea what's going on, but y/n's waiting for something. and then, a baby croc starts walking out of it, and it's so small, but like it's mom was nowhere. we didn't know what to do. and y/n *laughs* y/n goes, "oh we have to adopt it". i'm like what? but she just start spiraling "oh we're his parents now. he just saw us. what if the mom died? i don't know how to feed a baby croc? but i have to learn, it's my baby croc now." finally she calms down, and we get everything sorted out, but she cried when we had to leave the baby crocodile. adopted it and all within three seconds of seeing it
YB: *laughing* i'm dead, oh my god that sounds like her though. that's so fucking funny, she made you a crocodile dad!
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Y/N ADJUSTED HER SUNGLASSES, the Miami sun nearly blinding her as she walked towards the paddock. Next to her, her racer best friend, Logan Sargeant, nearly skipped along next to her. She could feel his excitement at being able to race so close to home again, and it honestly helped lift her own spirits.
Logan smiled and waved at some cameras and fans nearby, grinning brightly and taking the time to stop and sign some stuff. Once the fans had trickled away, Logan made his way back to his best friend, throwing his arm over her shoulder.
"You okay?" he asked, turning his head away from the cameras so they couldn't read his lips.
"I'm great," she promised.
"It's not too late to change your mind," he reminded her. "We can say you were sick, or you weren't feeling well, or you just forgot, or-"
"-That I have diarrhea?" Y/N grinned a little. "You know, all of your solutions to this thing seem to involve me just running away or ignoring it."
"I mean, it's how you take on most of life," he shrugged.
"I've never felt more called out in life," she rolled her eyes. "Look, we've got a plan. I head over to the garage first, take a few pics, then say 'oh I have to go. I haven't even been to Williams' garage yet'. I've got this Logie, I promise. Besides, I don't even hate him. If I did, there would be a lot more violence threatened and swearing involved. I also would've blocked him."
Logan didn't look necessarily convinced, but he didn't argue either. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, "If you need anything, send me a 911 text. I'll be on standby the entire time, I swear."
Y/N smiled at the boy, waving goodbye as she dropped him off to the Williams garage.
"I know you'll be there," she smiled. "It's what we do. Be there for each other."
MEANWHILE, IN THE MCLAREN GARAGE, the Aussie driver was pacing back and forth, turning back to the entrance every few seconds.
"Yeah, great job at being subtle, Osc," Lando Norris, his teammate, commented sarcastically. "Who're you even waiting for?"
"Y/N," Oscar answered simply.
Normally, he'd engage in banter with his Brit teammate, but he was too nervous to give answers longer than a few words. He was finally going to see Y/N, in person. Not on the other side of a screen, not a flash of hair that ran away too quickly, not a caller ID he'd see on Logan's phone all too often. After all these years, he was finally going to be able to see her, face to face.
He had to admit, he did seem a little pathetic trying to contact her. But the DM he'd sent years ago on her public account had never gone through. And he'd left it, thinking maybe they weren't meant to know each other, simply to know of each other.
But then he'd seen her private instagram, with so few followers, he knew that she wouldn't be able to miss it. But maybe she didn't use it, or maybe it was an old account, but he had no luck on that account either.
He finally mustered the courage to ask Logan for her number and just reach out. He was surprised and a little shocked she said yeah, but he was in too deep now to change his mind.
"Oooh, who's Y/N?" Lando teased. "Is she a girlfriend?"
Oscar whipped his head towards his teammate, narrowing his eyes at him.
"Why are you a literal child?" he asked. "Y/N's a friend. Well, she's a friend of Logan's. His best friend. And everyone found out the two of us never met each other, and they went crazy saying we have to meet and whatnot. So I invited her here to take a few pictures."
Lando tilted his head, almost as if he was dissecting the truth behind Oscar's words.
"Logan? Logan Sargeant's best friend? Her name's Y/N?"
"Yes, Lando. And everyone says I'm his best friend in racing, so we have to meet or something."
"Alright, I believe you," Lando decided. "Call me when she gets here, I want to take pictures with her too."
"Sure," Oscar answered nonchalantly.
Turns out, there was no need to call him over, because a second after he'd said that, she walked in.
Oscar stared at her as she looked around the garage, her eyes drinking in just how different it was from the Williams' garage that she was used to.
Lando made a noise between a snort and a laugh, causing Oscar to glare at him.
"No, nothing," Lando nodded to himself, ignoring Oscar's silent question. He cupped his hands over his mouth, shouting across the garage, "Y/N!"
Her head whipped over to the sound of her name, her posture relaxing the slightest bit as she realized it was only Lando and Oscar and not some random person. She didn't exactly know them, never even met them, but she knew enough of them to be a little comfortable.
She smiled slightly as she reached them, "Hey. How are you guys?"
Lando looked to Oscar, who simply stared at Y/N, before decided to take the reigns. "We're good, thanks for asking. I'm Lando, my friend here is Oscar, and I assume you already know that."
"Yeah, I watch enough F1 to know that," she smiled, falling into easy conversation with the Brit.
"Well it's nice to know you didn't take an invitation from a man who's name you didn't know," Lando joked. "That's what I call important information."
"I went a step further and made sure he was known by a friend of mine," Y/N continued the banter. "My best friend." She turned to acknowledge Oscar, "Logan spoke highly of you for a long time now. It's nice to finally be able to meet you."
"Yeah, same," he nodded. "I mean, Logan's spoke a lot about you too. All the time. He still does. It's nice to meet you too."
Oscar resisted the urge to close his eyes and curse himself out.
Y/N didn't seem to mind his stuttering and stumbling. In fact, her posture seemed to straighten out a bit, and her smile turned a little bit more warm.
She was beginning to realize that no matter how bad Logan had gotten it, Oscar was human too. He was new to this, and he probably had someone defending him the way she defended Logan. Maybe she was a little harsh on him. She just didn't like how it wasn't fair.
It was why she wanted to be a lawyer. She wanted to try and make things fair for people.
But in defending Logan with her entire heart and soul... she was being unfair to Oscar. She could try and be nice. It's only for a few minutes. After that, she could go back to avoiding him.
"So, how do you wanna do the pictures?" Y/N asked. "We should get them done now, I might have to leave early if my laptop doesn't work. I have a few assignments due."
"Right, yeah," Oscar nodded. "We can- uh-"
"The lighting's nice over there," Lando pointed out. "I'll take the picture of you guys."
"You don't wanna be in it?" Y/N asked.
"No, I'm alright," Lando smiled. "Unfortunately, I'm not best friends with Logan, unlike you two. Besides, I'm pretty good with a camera."
Y/N frowned at the reminder that Lando was one of the drivers who wasn't friends with Logan. She quickly fixed her expression, but Oscar noticed (only because he'd has his eyes on her ever since she entered). He was tempted to ask her about it, but she smiled and his brain froze up.
"Alright then, let's take the picture."
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youruser: miami, you were fun 🤍
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youruser: to my haters: fuck you, i'm always proud of logan. no matter what. i chose him as my best friend and i'll choose him again every time. i'm just sad y'all have never loved someone so much to understand what it means to always be proud of them, no matter any outcome. he's my best friend, my brother, and the outcome of race isn't going to change that
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youruser: i heard there was a logan's besties meet up @/oscarpiastri
-> oscarpiastri: oh yeah, did you end up making it?
-> youruser: swipe to find out!
landonorris: same time next race 👀👀
-> youruser: wanna do my class for me??
-> landonorris: i will understand nothing.
-> oscarpiastri: as if you understand anything ever
-> landonorris: all grown up now, are you?
-> oscarpiastri: shut up
mclaren: it was a pleasure having you stop by! next time, you should stay for longer!
-> williamsracing: stop stealing her from us
williamsracing: loved having you around for the weekend!
alex_albon: wowwww, i didn't even make the cut this weekend
-> youruser: all the pics i took of you were 0.5s
-> alex_albon: thanks for showing some mercy
user: stop she looks so pretty
user: logan bestie meet up... but where's logan?
-> user: getting attacked by a haas in his home race
-> user: oof
user: TELL EM GIRL!
user: i want what she and logan have. like they'd DIE for each other
oscarpiastri: it was great to finally meet you! hopefully it's not the last time either
-> user: boy please TRY to be subtle
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PART TWO
notes: i hope y'all liked this, don't forget to like + reblog! alsoo... comment on this part (not any others) if you want to be tagged, i might not respond but i'll add you to the taglist if you comment.
but my tags don't always work, so you might want to follow my writing tag 'naqia writes!' or the tag for this short series 'the bsf of my bsf! series' so they show up on your dash at some point :)
born on december 7th, 2006 (lewis is 21, almost 22)
she was almost 2 when he won his first wdc
is friends with many drivers on the grid
sir lewis carl davidson hamilton mbe honfreng is a name (or title) that many knew, fans of motorsport and formula 1 especially. his mom and sisters called him lew, broadcasters called him hamilton, and some of his fans called him the goat.
y/n hamilton simply called him dad.
she was there for him during his earlier years in f1, the time when he missed out on the championship during his rookie career (by one point) even though she barely knew what was going on. she was there when he won his first a year later (still didn't realize what was going on). she was there when he made the move to mercedes and dominated (she was finally beginning to understand what was going on). she was there to see brocedes fall apart. she was there when he won his seventh - tying the record for most world championships by one driver.
and she's hoping to be there when he wins his eighth eventually (she knows he'll do it. one day. it'll be his. and she'll be cheering him on).
so she goes around the world with her dad and roscoe (the dog that he loves like a son), watching people in fast cars zoom around the track... and she'll wait for the eighth. but it's okay. she's not in a rush. and maybe she'll make some friends along the way.
she's not worried. she's got a paddock pass, baby.
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note: this takes place in 2030, bee's 22 years old and graduated uni. she's in med school
summary: in which sid accidently spills who bee's boyfriend is
buttercup's world! au masterlist
buttercupcrosby
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buttercupcrosby: life lately <3 (we're not including all the times i cried during med school)
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kevinkorchinski: wow i can't believe you taught him how to put your shoes on
-> buttercupcrosby: that's actually him taking my heels off and then giving me his shoes bcz i was tired
-> kevinkorchinski: s i m p
-> buttercupcrosby: okay? and what about it? -him
userone: nah girl's been soft launching THE SAME GUY for years now
-> usertwo: we're never gonna learn who he is
e.malkin71geno: ooh what you reading?
-> buttercupcrosby: percy jackson!!!!!!
-> e.malkin71geno: the greek one that make you go crazy
-> buttercupcrosby: ... okay that's fair
mackinnon29: i've noticed this isn't the spam, which means my comments will not be super unhinged
-> userthree: NO NATE YOU NEED TO GO UNHINGED WE NEED TO KNOW WHO HE IS
-> mackinnon29: please don't yell at me
-> buttercupcrosby: he's tearing up rn
-> mackinnon29: i'd watch my words if i was you
penguins: that's our baby crosby
-> buttercupcrosby: AYEE PENG-WIN TN??
-> penguins: don't shoot the admin 🏳️ harass the players
stephmarner: ooh my girl's glowing 🥰
-> buttercupcrosby: mwah
userfour: WHO'S THIS YT MAN AND WHY'S HE WITH MY GIRL??
userfive: we're never finding out who he is are we 😭😭
-> usersix: frr! it's been yearsss
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TRANSCRIPT FROM THE TSN PODCAST, GUEST STARRING SIDNEY CROSBY (3:09 - 7:35)
podcaster: switching gears a bit, you have a daughter, correct? she's in med school i think.
sidney: yeah, buttercup, bee, bumblebee - she's got lots of nicknames *laughs* she finished university, doing a double major in sports management and biochemistry. which is pretty tough, especially since she was on the hockey and lacrosse teams. but she loved it, and she somehow managed to graduate in four years, so i'll take it! she's going to med school in chicago now, trying to be an anesthesiologist.
podcaster: wow, that's - that's a lot
sidney: *laughs* it's a lot, yeah
podcaster: fans noticed that you've been going on vacations more during the summer. is that to get bee's mind off of school, because you're not playing anymore, something else?
sidney: oh, it's a mix of everything, i suppose. bee's real busy during the year. she went to stanford for four years, now she's in chicago - like over the last few years, she's just had a lot on her plate. so yeah, we like going out a lot during the summer. but we spend time at home too. we all play monopoly together, we go fishing, they push me in the water-
podcaster: i'm sorry, they push you in the water? you're sidney crosby, i thought mackinnon idolized you growing up
sidney: not anymore, bee made sure of that. it's worse because they got connor involved in this too, so it's three on one. i mean i used to hold the fact that i'm a better hockey player, but they've been breaking records and i'm out of the game now, so- *shrugs*
podcaster: *laughing* oh man, this is gold
sidney: what're you gonna do? i mean, nate's been here too long for me to kick him out, and connor - it doesn't look like he's leaving any time soon.
podcaster: connor bedard's been having a great career, especially over the last few years. do we have you to thank for that?
sidney: no, no, he's a great kid. he's really good at hockey, he was amazing even during his earlier seasons. but i think the media was a little bit crazy about him, and once they calmed down, he got a chance to flourish. nothing to do with me, he's great on his own
podcaster: but you still like showing him up?
sidney: *smiles and shrugs* i mean i don't go up against him in the league anymore, so sometimes i gotta do it in the garage
END TRANSCRIPT
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buttercups: bet you never saw it coming
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buttercupcrosby: thanks dad 🙄
-> userone: THANK YOU SID
_connorbedard: you're not getting away from me
-> buttercupcrosby: i fucking love you so much you have no idea
-> usertwo: 😭 you don't get it 😭 he's using a percy jackson quote 😭😭 she loves those books
userthree: HOL UP! THEY'RE ENGAGED??
-> userfour: well they've been together for like three years now
mackinnon29: i'm so happy i can say whatever i want without checking whether it's ur spam or regular
mackinnon29: you guys are disgusting
-> buttercupcrosby: disgustingly cute
marner_93: ugh we're finally allowed to talk about it
penguins: congratulations!! totally not crying at how big baby crosby is, nope
-> e.malkin71geno: i am
-> buttercupcrosby: aww geno🥺
notes: i hope you guys like this, fifth fic for 'it's the most wonderful time of the year' celly :)) also this takes place in toronto, i mentioned a blue banana market and kensington market in the fic - kensington is an area with lots of shops and the blue banana market is a shop where you can get a lot of things
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part of naqia's end of the year celly!
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"please tell me you didn't rip a stop sign out of the ground for this," you muttered to yourself.
william looked at you, back at the stop sign, then back at you, before shrugging. "okay, i won't tell you."
"william!" your eyes widened.
he laughed, his eyes crinkling as he shook his head. "have you seen a stop sign this huge out on the streets?"
he had a point. the stop sign was huge - looking more like a construction sign. and it was much larger than the ones out on the streets.
"did you buy that?" you asked this time. "where would you even find one of those?"
"i got it from the blue banana in kensington market," he answered. "you can get anything there."
it was true. there were so many things in that store, you had no doubt you could get a giant stop sign from there.
"are you done asking questions about my stop sign?" he asked. "i'd like to beat you at this race, now."
"it's not a race," you reminded him. "if it was, i'd beat you. i've got an actual sled, while you're using a stop sign."
"if you're so sure, let's make it a race," he smirked.
"absolutely not," you shook your head. "you're way too competitive."
despite being pretty laid back about most things, your boyfriend was still one of the most competitive people you knew. not only was he a hockey player, but he grew up with a lot of siblings - the combination making him a little more competitive than most.
"sure, sure," he nodded. "whatever you say."
you rolled your eyes, laughing as you set up your sled.
it'd snowed the night before, making the conditions perfect to go sledding. there was a high school with a large hill near your house, the place you grew up. being able to bring your boyfriend here was something you'd always hoped you'd be able to do.
there were no kids at the moment, which made sense considering it was early as hell. willy was a morning person, and you wanted to be the first to go down the hill.
"ready?" you asked him, adjusting your sled at the top of the hill.
"ready," he agreed.
"and.... go!"
the two of you kicked off your respective sleds (well, stop sign in william's case), rushing down the hill.
you laughed loudly as snow got caught in the front of william's stop sign halfway down, causing him to roll down the rest of the way.
unfortunately, you lost your balance because of how hard you were laughing, your sled turning sideways and throwing you off.
you and william looked at each other, laying near the bottom of the hill, and then your sleds, discarded somewhere above you. you giggled at the turn of events.
william laughed a little, making his way over and putting his hand out to help you up. you allowed him to help you up, keeping a snowball behind you. you smiled mischievously once you were on your feet, shoving the snowball in your boyfriend's face.
willy made a sound of disbelief, blinking rapidly as you ran away giggling.
"oh, it's on," he muttered, wiping the snow from his lashes.
you should've been nervous, especially considering his competitive streak. but at the moment, the only thing you could think of, was how happy you were to be doing this with him.
notes: i hope you guys like this, first fic for 'it's the most wonderful time of the year', had lots of fun making this!!
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i. (1994)
you'd known sidney your entire life. one of the first memories you had with him was fighting him for the last hockey stick in the store.
well, it wasn't the last hockey stick. but it was the last one of all the types you used to play. it just so happened to be the only one sidney used.
after a game of rock, paper, scissors (you won), sidney got mad and demanded a best of three. maybe it was the defiant look in his eyes at only seven years old, but you decided he could have the stick.
"are you sure?" he asked, now looking hesitant about taking the stick.
you nodded, "i'm sure. they'll get one of the sticks i use in a few days. you can have this one. i'll just steal my brother's stick until then."
sidney grinned, "thanks, y/n."
you smiled back at him, feeling the start of a friendship. you'd lived near him your entire life, but you'd only begun talking to him because of hockey.
"just don't forget to send me a card when you go to one of your tourneys," you told him.
you and sidney laughed over that, before heading back home with your parents. it was after this day that you began to say hi to each other in the halls of school, that you decided to pair up for projects, that you became friends.
over the two months it took until christmas morning, you forgot about what you'd told him. but sidney didn't forget his promise.
and it was on december twenty fifth, that you received a post card in the mail from some place in quebec. a seven year old sidney had tried his best to make the letters look pretty, writing on the side, 'merry christmas, and thanks for the hockey stick, y/n. it helped me win!'
you peered in the envelope, finding a picture of sidney hoisting his giant hockey trophy. you smiled at that.
even though he was so far away, it felt like you were celebrating christmas together.
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ii. (2004)
'sidney patrick crosby, you have got to be kidding me! you have a huge hotel, you're in finland, and you've got some of the best people with you. and yet, you're saying you wished you were here playing pond with the rest of us? you're crazy. anyways, make sure you score a goal or something, and have lots of fun! honestly, not scoring is fine if you have fun. good luck at the world juniors! i'll be cheering you on from back home :))'
you signed off the letter, sealing it and placing it to the side to deliver later.
at seventeen years old, sidney had become the only under-18 player at this year's world junior tournament for team canada. it was a thing to celebrate, but sidney was upset he would be missing the town's annual christmas pond hockey game.
you and him had played together on the same team for the last nine years, winning every time. this was the first time he wouldn't be here to help your team defend the title.
but that was okay, you thought as you packed up your christmas gear and made your way to the pond.
because sidney was going to play on your t.v. tomorrow, at the national level. it was his first time playing for canada, and you knew he was excited for that.
he just wasn't a fan of missing the small things.
it was why he'd began sending you letters and post cards as he moved around for tournaments and hockey games. they were cute souvenirs, and you didn't mind sending him a letter back.
you just wished he could've been here to celebrate christmas with the rest of you.
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iii. (2009 - pretend ft was invented a year earlier)
"merry christmas, love."
you smiled, "merry christmas sid."
sidney adjusted his phone, fixing the facetime so you could see him better. you laughed as he struggled for a minute, finally getting a proper angle.
"don't move!" you said. "there, perfect. now your entire face is on my screen."
he laughed as he shook his head to himself.
the two of you had been friends for thirteen years before he worked up the courage to ask you out. and for the last two years of your relationship had been amazing. there were ups, like seeing him win the stanley cup, and there were downs, like seeing him take some uncalled for hits.
but you were happy. and so was sid.
the two of you had planned to celebrate christmas together in pittsburgh, until a family emergency had you coming back to nova scotia last minute.
everything turned out fine, but it was just too late to get a ticket back to pittsburgh.
even so, you and sid had found a way to work around that.
the two of you spent most of the day on the phone with each other, talking and laughing together. it wasn't what either of you had planned, but you made it enjoyable.
it was a great christmas.
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iv. (2012)
"sidney, will you get down here already?"
"i'm coming, i'm coming," he called from upstairs.
you sighed, waiting for your husband to get up and get downstairs. christmas morning was the one morning you were happy to get out of bed, but it was also the one morning sid wanted to sleep in.
sam, sidney's dog, came down the stairs, curling around by the christmas tree as he waited for sid with you.
a few minutes passed before sidney made his way downstairs, eyes half closed but a sleepy smile plastered on his face to greet you.
"good morning, love," he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "merry christmas."
"merry christmas," you smiled, pressed a kiss to his jaw. "we eating breakfast first or presents first?"
"mmm, breakfast," sid decided.
"i knew you were going to say that," you laughed, pulling him along to the kitchen.
you'd already prepared breakfast before he came down. some eggs, sausage and bread. it was a good way to pass the time as you waited for sid to get downstairs.
the two of you took your seats, laughing as you ate breakfast and discussed how far you'd gone in life together.
"you almost tripped on the ice," he reminded you.
"no one told me i had to go out on the ice after you guys won," you argued. "i was so excited over you guys winning the stanley cup, i didn't even notice i was being ushered to the ice until i took my first step."
sid laughed as the two of you slowly made your way to the living room.
"here, open my present first," he said, rummaging under the tree to pull out a long, rectangular box.
the two of you had started the tradition of opening all of your sentimental gifts before the other cute ones. and even though you wanted to go first this year, you supposed it was alright if sid got this one.
you unwrapped the box, pulling out a familiar hockey stick. one that you'd given sidney eighteen years ago.
"oh my god," you muttered, tears building up in your eyes.
"i found it in my parent's garage last summer," he shrugged a little. "i remembered how badly you wanted it. and even though it's too small now, i thought you'd like the memory."
"i love it," you grinned, wiping the corners of your eyes. "it's absolutely perfect. i'm putting this up next to that picture of you holding up the trophy."
sid laughed at your response, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
"you can do whatever you like with it."
you put the stick to the side, your hands slightly shaky as you grabbed another, much smaller, box. "here. now open my present."
sid took the box from your hands, unwrapping it and opening it. he stared at the contents of the box, unable to form a sentence as he looked between the box and you.
"you -- this -- seriously?" his eyes shined as he stared at you.
you nodded, feeling the tears build up yourself. "we're having a baby."
sid laughed, pulling you in for a hug. "oh my god, this is amazing. a baby, you and me."
the two of you held each other that day, celebrating christmas together.