You’re a small streamer and meme artist who accidentally DMs Oscar Piastri a meme making fun of him instead of sending it to your friend. Instead of ignoring it, he replies — and what starts as ironic banter slowly turns into daily DMs, late-night streams, and undeniable chemistry. And then—when Oscar finally exposes himself in your comments, the internet loses its mind.
I'm frozen still, no clue what to do. The chat's going insane. Someone donated $15 with the message :
"OPEN. THE. DM"
I inhale like I'm about to disarm a bomb before snapping out of my stupor, muttering a messy "I—uhm—thanks for the 15 dollars user1—" before scrambling to pick up the phone I threw on my bed.
I sigh audibly before opening the message:
oscarpiastri: you're not wrong though.
There's a beat of silence—then you absolutely lose it.
"NO WAY. HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT." I laugh hysterically. "CHAT, HE REPLIED. HE'S SELF-AWARE. I CAN'T—" clutching my stomach, I can feel the tears forming in the corners of my eyes. I couldn't stop laughing, and it wasn't even that funny!
The donations are absolutely rolling in now:
"He's flirting 😭"
"this is how WAG arcs begin, babe. you're one of them now"
"Y/N AND OSCAR SPEEDRUNNING A SITUATIONSHIP???"
"Idky, but this is my OTP now. Parents"
"RESPOND GIRL OMG YOU'RE LEAVING HIM ON READ!!"
I quickly type out a message, breath caught in my throat as I flush red from embarrassment.
Chat collectively combusts.
"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN"
"PR-APPROVED BANTER?? OSCAR."
"HE'S FLIRTING, HE'S FLIRTINGGGG"
"that should've been me 😔💔"
I hide my face in my hands, silently screaming as my eyes peek out from between my fingers—reading the comments flowing through. The donations are going crazy, reaching double the subgoal, as I scramble out messy 'thank yous' and 'shout-outs'.
"Okay, I'm ending the stream before I actually die on stream. This is too much. I just accidentally sent a meme and flirted with an F1 driver live. I'm out! Goodnight chat, see you next stream!"
The screen fades to the stream outtro "See You Next Time! <3" filling out the screen as the chat explodes in screaming emojis, love, and complaints.
It's the morning after the accidental DM and everything that followed. The sun was burning through my closed eyelids as I groan frustratingly. I had fallen asleep after pacing endlessly through my room, and even had a whole breakdown after I ended the stream earlier than planned.
I could feel the dread and adrenaline surging through me, making it impossible for me to go back to bed as I sat up—I sent the meme to Oscar Piastri, and he replied. He flirted. Chat still hasn't recovered.
Standing up and throwing on some comfy shorts and a sweatshirt, I open up my phone—deciding to dump all the drama to my friends in our chat.
I sighed, feeling the nerves building back up as I tried my best to stay calm. Ughhh—I hate this!
And whilst I continued on with my day, I slowly forgot about it. Like it was all just one very embarrassing dream. So, I went out to treat myself—A little shopping, if you will.
I walked around for a few hours, entering whichever shop caught my interest, and after a while, I came out with quite a few bags—to say the least. Oopsies!
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ynusername: treating myself after heavily embarrassing myself on stream yesterday <3
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bff.ophelia: bbg why didnt you invite me?! 💔💔 ♥︎ by author
⤷ ynusername: next time! promise! 🙏❤️
⤷ bff.ophelia: I'm holding you to that promise, babes.
friend1: We NEED to have a group hangout! Just us. ♥︎ by author
user3: You're literally SO fine oml, I need youuuu!
user4: OMG OSCAR IN THE LIKES???
⤷ bff.ophelia: 👀👀
⤷ user4: IS THIS A SIGN??
user5: Ayo chill maybe it was just out of pity after she embarrassed herself on stream...
⤷ user4: Nah, I'm calling it. This is meant to be. TRUST.
⤷ user5: you'll just embarrass yourself.. dude, she has NO chance.
user6: He's been liking her older posts too! He's literally stalking her acc atp!!
You’re a small streamer and meme artist who accidentally DMs Oscar Piastri a meme making fun of him instead of sending it to your friend. Instead of ignoring it, he replies — and what starts as ironic banter slowly turns into daily DMs, late-night streams, and undeniable chemistry. And then—when Oscar finally exposes himself in your comments, the internet loses its mind.
You’re a small streamer and meme artist who accidentally DMs Oscar Piastri a meme making fun of him instead of sending it to your friend. Instead of ignoring it, he replies — and what starts as ironic banter slowly turns into daily DMs, late-night streams, and undeniable chemistry. And then—when Oscar finally exposes himself in your comments, the internet loses its mind.
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Currently, I'm spiralling. Great start, I know—the best kind. But how was I supposed to know that a Twitter post about Oscar Piastri and me would go viral after only 3 hours?! HOW WAS I MEANT TO KNOW?? Whatever, it's too late to dwell on that now, when hashtags like #simposc and #giveoscachance are trending all over social media.
I've been drowning in spam so much that I turned my DMs off, fans and friends alike wondering what the fuck is going on—and I honestly have no clue myself. Is it not normal to chat with a friend? Well, I wouldn't call Oscar my friend. Not when I've been crushing on him since he started in F3. But he doesn't know that—no one knows that.
oscarpiastri has sent you a message
Huh, what timing. I breathe in deeply—trying to shake off my nerves before opening the message, hands still slightly shaky.
I couldn't hide my smile when I finally set my phone down. I felt like a teenage girl—all giddy and smiley and whatnot, like I was just one text away from kicking my feet or twirling my hair. Oscar Piastri. He is totally out of my league, but oh my. He was kind, funny, and so, so charming, in his own little ways. But I was me. You know, stuck in front of a screen, chronically online. A total mess. I wasn't like those models other drivers were seen with, I didn't have that perfectly slim body—I was just me. And usually I didn't have a problem with that, I don't hate my body or anything.
But Oscar? He deserves that. He deserves that model, someone who can look good beside him, someone who won't make people judge him for the girl he likes. I'm not that girl.
My friend has set me up on a blind date. Fantastic.
Now our whole group is running around my room, trying to find the right outfit—not too sexy, not too cute. Just sultry enough but not desperate. This is why I'd rather be streaming. No need to think about all of that. Especially for just a blind date. Too much work, too much overthinking. Yet here we are.
They end up putting together a sleek, form-fitting outfit that gives off a stylish, slightly edgy vibe. The top is an off-the-shoulder grey long sleeve that hugs my waist, layered over a light grey or white collared shirt that peeks out at the neckline and hem, adding a polished touch. The pants are high-waisted black jeans that fit snugly through the thighs and flare out at the bottom, creating a balanced, flattering silhouette.
I look at myself in the mirror as I apply my makeup, opting for some eyeliner, light mascara and my favourite cherry gloss. It's me, but not a me I'm used to seeing in the mirror or on my facecam as I stream. This me is a me who tries more—a me that puts effort into looking good in front of others.
I sigh one last time before grabbing my purse and heading out, my friends whooping and whistling behind me.
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bff.ophelia replied to your story HOW'S IT GOING???
⤷ ynusername: honestly? meh, he doesn't speak to me. too standard and he keeps yapping about finance. 💀💀
user14 replied to your story YOU'RE ON A DATE? WHO IS IT?
user15 replied to your story The fans (me included) are going to go insane because of this.
The date is going well. He looks my type—talks sweet and even offered to pay for the dinner himself, you know, standard gentleman first date stuff. But he doesn't stand out to me. Just seems like another guy trying to bag the girl—he's a little hollow. No particular hobbies or interests, a finance guy, doesn't really visit his family that much anymore—too busy with work. And I get that, maybe not to a T, since I have a lot of freedom as a streamer. But I get it. It's just not my style.
He's not my style. And as I think of that, I zone out while he's mid-rant about another finance situation ted talk—and I think of Oscar. He's busy. Very busy. But he still visits his family when he can. Even when he lives in Monaco, and his parents live in Australia. He puts in the effort to visit. Consistently. Now that is attractive.
After the date, he takes me home. Not to my address, but to the park nearby. I don't think I'll be texting him. He says goodbye, tells me he had a lovely evening, and I smile tightly before telling him goodnight, and watch as he drives off in his BMW. Definitely won't be texting him back.
Unbeknownst to me, paparazzi are on the scene.
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yngossip: (y/n) seen with another guy, seemingly on a date after countless rumours of her and Piastri possibly liking each other. Was it nothing more than a rumour? Or is (y/n) simply moving to the next guy?
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user16: WHAT??
user17: I knew it, she's just another gold-digging bitch.
SO SORRY I haven't been posting!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
I've had some personal complications and school up my ass about all kinds of things, and I've been too busy to look through Tumblr, but fret not! I'm currently writing the next chapter! <3
So... I'm thinking of making a hashtag for my ongoing SMAU FF with OP81, just so the tag list doesn't take up half the page. Does that seem like a good idea?? The tag will most likely be DMLoveStory
