the platonic!rookie!male!reader with russtappen was fabulous! could you do part two? maybe Kimi and reader are messing with max and George and messing with the media?
we go together or we don't go down at all
♫⋆｡♪₊˚ all time low - love like war
(gn!redbull driver! reader / fluff / 810 words) you and kimi pull a prank on george
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” KIMI ANTONELLI jumps at the sound of your from just behind his shoulder. he sits up from his previously hunched over position, straightening his spine. you stifle a small chuckle, raising your hands in mock defense. “sorry. thought you heard me.”
kimi simply shakes his head. he reaches to his side, holding up a small, white keycard on a longer blue keychain. “i’m blocking george’s access card,” he says. it’s almost nonchalant but you don’t miss the way the corners of his lips raise ever so slightly. he returns his attention to the computer screen in front of him. his gaze scans across the screen, clicking through a few more miscellaneous buttons you don’t care enough to actually look at. “wanna help?”
kimi reaches over, pushing a rolling chair in your direction. your fingers brush against the black faux leather. a small mercedes logo is embroidered into the back, a small reminder that you’re in the wrong garage. you brush the thought aside, sliding into the seat and settling yourself beside kimi.
“where did you even get this?” you say, only barely stifling a chuckle. you reach out, taking the card into your hand. an old photo of george stares back at you. his bangs are longer and swooped across his forehead. his smile is crooked — almost nervous. it almost reminds you of your own id photo.
“george left it in a meeting,” kimi shrugs. he spares a quick glance in your direction, just enough for you to catch the mischievous glint in his expression. it’s the same look he always gives you when he manages to rope you into one of his pranks. still, you follow along without question. “better i find it than someone else.“
you lean over kimi’s shoulder. he adjusts to account for your presence immediately, almost unconsciously. your hands rest on the desk close enough that your knuckles brush against each other. his hands feel warm despite london’s overcast skies.
“how did you learn how to do this, anyways?”
kimi’s smile grows. “i did this to bono, too,” he chuckles. “the team showed me how.”
you shake your head despite the way your lips quirk into a small grin of your own. you let out a breathy laugh before you settle your head against kimi’s shoulder. his hand comes to rest on top of yours in return, intertwining your fingers together as if it’s second nature.
“come on,” kimi says. he offers your hand a gentle squeeze before he’s moving to stand up and dragging you along with him. “let’s go find george and return his pass.”
MAX VERSTAPPEN WANDERS INTO THE MERCEDES GARAGE LIKE ALWAYS — SMUG AND TEETERING JUST ON THE EDGE OF ARROGANCE. his lips curl into the hint of a smirk as he watches george fruitlessly press his keycard against the sensor only to be met with the same error message once again. george furrows his eyebrows as he reaches out to tug at the locked doors to no avail. “having some trouble, mate?” he asks.
george lets out a quiet huff. he turns on his heel to face max, crossing his arms over his chest. “where’s kimi?”
max stifles a chuckle. he raises an eyebrow, cocking his head to the side ever so slightly. “how would i know?”
“come on. you know they’re always together.”
“what about us?” kimi asks. true to george’s word, you’re right by his side, standing so close that your knuckles brush against each other with every other step. you tuck yourself against his side, leaning against a nearby wall.
george turns to face you both, then. his gaze locks onto kimi as he holds up the keycard. “what did you do?”
kimi holds his hands up in mock defense. you bring your hand to your mouth, poorly hiding your growing smile as they begin to bicker. “nothing! just… made a few tweaks to it.”
“a few?” george repeats incredulously.
beside him, max stifles a laugh. he takes a step closer, resting a hand against kimi’s shoulder. it’s all it takes for kimi to break entirely. laughter bubbles out of his chest. it’s a light and airy sound. you can’t help but smile, joining in alongside him. “nice one, kid.”
max follows along as george mutters something beneath his breath. they bicker in a way that only they can, exchanging snide remarks between one another. their argument falls on deaf ears as you and kimi follow behind, once again falling into tandem.
you lean in, casually taking kimi’s hand into your own. you don’t miss the flush that spreads across his cheeks. it tints his tan skin ever so slightly, spreading up to the tips of his ears. kimi leans in, closing the distance between you with a small step to the side. “wanna block max’s next?” you whisper.
kimi’s smile grows. “absolutely.”
notes: please leave feedback if you enjoyed!! f1 reqs are open and greatly appreciated <3 thank you for the request! i'm sorry it took me literal months to get to, the second half is kinda ass my bad i don't like pranks so i stole this idea from kimi, kinda sorta part two to this fic if you squint
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Can someone help me find a fanfic, i have been looking for it for a bit now and I forgot the name of it since I had read it a while ago. It was something like reader that was broadcast on the screen a few times when she was went to the race with her friend. And it was with Lewis Hamilton, I think there was a couple parts to it.. i dont know if that is enough information, thank you so much
summary: the f1 drivers want your input on their outfits!
pairings: max verstappen, charles leclerc, lando norris, oscar piastri, alex albon, george russell, carlos sainz, lewis hamilton, liam lawson, isack hadjar, daniel riccardo and yuki tsunoda
warnings: none! lowkey a little outdated because i wrote this MONTHS ago and only just remembered it...oops? | outfits from pinterest!
Hiii Im sorry but I thought u could help me..... I was reading a fic ages ago and I lost it 😭😭😭 Daniel Ricciardo smut...... I think they were h1gh on w33d? Thank you so much 😭😭😭......
Heeey! There's no need to feel sorry, we all feel desperate sometimes😭❤️ There's this one fic I read last year which sounds very similar....Is this the one you're looking for?
💬 2 🔁 11 ❤️ 156 · senza peso e cadere sul tuo corpo · enjoying your high with daniel ricciardo... in more ways than one
[3.3k] - ¡18+ mdn
Pairing: Pregnant!reader x Charles Leclerc x Carlos Sainz jr
Click me to read!💋
45. Race cars by kathy814
Pairing: Ferrari driver!reader x Mentor!Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
46. Dark!f1 driver headcanons by sofiasf1
Pairing: Reader x Max Verstappen, Carlos Sainz Jr, Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
47. Come over by doujindungeon
Pairing: fem!reader x Max Verstappen x Daniel Ricciardo x Lando Norris x Pierre Gasly x Lance Stroll x Carlos Sainz jr x Alex Albon x George Russell x Esteban Ocon x Charles Leclerc x Fernando Alonso x Lewis Hamilton.
Click me to read!💋
48. NDA by aereres
Pairing: Reader x Lando Norris x Daniel Ricciardo x Charles Leclerc x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
49. Telekinesis is not a joke! by themultifanshipper
Pairing: driver!reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
50. My best friend is a vampire by themultifanshipper
Pairing: driver!reader x Vampire!George Russell
Click me to read!💋
51. Catalyst by feralf1girlie
Pairing: reader x Max Verstappen x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
52. Pearl Binding by uglyducklingofthe2000s
Pairing: reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
53. Our little secret by aceyalonso
Pairing: reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
54. Bet by formulafanfics13
Pairing: reader x Charles Leclerc x Pierre Gasly x Carlos Sainz jr
Click me to read!💋
55. You really shouldn’t have stolen my towel by formulafanfics13
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz jr x Charles Leclerc x Lewis Hamilton x Max Verstappen x Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri
Click me to read!💋
56. Ours by sinofwriting
Pairing: reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
57. Mile high by enchantestuff
Pairing: Reader x Daniel Ricciardo x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
58. All wrapped up by ricciardonorrisleclercgasly
Pairing: reader x Daniel Ricciardo x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
59. Sex chocolates head cannons by itwillbethescarletwitch
Pairing: reader x Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Lewis Hamilton, Charles Leclerc, George Russell, Carlos Sainz and Franco Colapinto.
Click me to read!💋
60. Fires of rivalry by sphoria-63
Pairing: Rival!reader x George Russell
Click me to read!💋
61. Seven minutes in heaven by racconorris4
Pairing: Reader x Lando Norris
Part one - Click me to read!
Part two - Click me to read!💋
62. Moth to a flame by lxclerc
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
63. Call out my name by lxclerc
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read! 💋
64. You lost the bet, mate by formulafanfics13
Pairing: Reader x Max Verstappen x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
65. Sex ban by eccentricwritingbaby
Pairing: Reader x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
66. Guess by smooth1655
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
67. Out on waves I’m being tossed / is there a line that i could just go cross by curiousthyme
Pairing: Reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x voyeuristic!Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
68. In the cracks of light / i dreamed of you by curiousthyme
Pairing: Reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
69. Still got you all over me by curiousthyme
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x Charles Leclerc x Daniel Ricciardo x Pierre Gasly
Click me to read!💋
70. Take him, take him by leclerc-hs
Pairing: reader x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
71. Written in the sand by orangeblossomsintheair
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
72. Girls & Boys by theringers
Pairing: reader x Carlos Sainz Jr x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
73. Ferrari 2-1 by keepy-uppy
Pairing: Leclerc gf!reader x Charles Leclerc x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
74. Romantic Chocolates by leclerc-hs
Pairing: Reader x Carlos Sainz jr
Click me to read!💋
75. Entire George Russell Masterlist by obsessedhoneycomb
Click me to read!💋
76. Entire George Russell Masterlist by chilling-seavey
Very nicely written. Trigger warning: It contains smut, use of alcohol/drugs, abuse, (domestic) violence and episodes of (light) depression.
Click me to read! ✨💋
2. The Best Kept Secret on the Grid by DilemmaOnTwoLegs
Pairing: Fem!Reader x Charles Leclerc x Carlos Sainz x Max Verstappen x Oscar Piastri x Lando Norris x Sergio Perez x George Russel x Lewis Hamilton x Pierre Gasly x Fernando Alonso
First time I read this I went feral over it.
Part one 💋
Part two 💋
3. Riding Shotgun by DilemmaOnTwoLegs
Pairing: Fem!Reader x Charles Leclerc x Pierre Gasly
Our favorite Monegasque and Frenchman.
Click me to read! 💋
4. This Is Just Anger by Thammyshrk
Pairing: Max Verstappen x George Russel
"They fuck like they're fighting and they fight like they're fucking"... A Rustappen fanfic.
Click me to read! 💋
5. Kisses that are as addictive like... by Thammyshrk
Pairing: Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri
A Landoscar fic.
Click me to read! 💋
6. in the best hands by saudisack
Pairing: yn!reader x George Russell
George is your Obgyn!
Click me to read! 💋
7. Close Enough To Hate by rubywillkins
Pairing: y/n!driver x Daniel Ricciardo
GAAAH!
Click me to read! 💋
8. HIGH ALL THE TIME (TO GET YOU OFF MY MIND!) by f1freaks
Pairing: y/n x Lando Norris
Lando's a shy drug dealer.
Click me to read! 💋
9. GG, Norris by landologged
Pairing: reader x Lando Norris
Click me to read! 💋
10. The bad, terrible, title contender by trashytracktales
Pairing: Lando Norris x she/her reader
Click me to read! 💋
11. ONE TIME THING by luvth0t
Pairing: fem!reader x Charles Leclerc x Pierre Gasly
Click me to read! 💋
12. TWO TIME THING by luvth0t
Pairing: fem!reader x Charles Leclerc x Pierre Gasly
Sequel to "One time thing"
Click me to read! 💋
13. EAT by orangeblossomsintheair
Pairing: fem!reader x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read! 💋
14. Miami heat by silverapex
Pairing: WolffDaughter!reader x George Russell x Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc x Lando Norris x Carlos Sainz x Alex Albon
Click me to read! 💋
15. Handle with care by stzrgirl4norris
Pairing: fem!reader x Max Verstappen x George Russell
Click me to read! 💋
16. Pinned to perfection by emchantearchive
Pairing: fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
17. Aftermath by formulafanfics13
Pairing: fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
18. Say it again by formulafanfics13
Pairing: fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
19. Romantic chocolates by leclerc-hs
Pairing: fem!reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
20. Pipe dream by oddlydescriptive
Pairing: winterolympian!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read! 💋
21. Possessive and obsessive by sinofwriting
Pairing: fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
22. Finally by chirsdr3
Pairing: fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
23. Lookie lookie by uluvjay
Pairing: wife!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
24. Just for the night by formulakracing
Pairing: college!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
25. Pencils Down by sbdskate
Pairing: fem!lawyer!reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
26. My kink is karma by stzrgirl4norris
Pairing: fem!reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
27. Unnoticed by stzrgirl4norris
Pairing: fem!reader x Oscar Piastri
Click me to read!💋
28. Crushin’ by ferrariiiforeverrr
Pairing: Wolff!daughter x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
29. Fast learner by tsunodaradio
Pairing: best friend!reader x Oscar Piastri
Click me to read!💋
30. Training wheels by tsunodaradio
Pairing: best friend!reader x Oscar Piastri
Click me to read!💋
31. Sleeping beauty by the-spicy-sugar
Pairing: Reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
32. Pierre with innocent reader by bonbonly
Pairing: Reader x Pierre Gasly
Click me to read!💋
33. Sinful thought about Pierre by aliwritex
Pairing: Reader x Pierre Gasly
Click me to read!💋
34. Virginity by tpwk-formula1
Pairing: Reader x Pierre Gasly x Charles Leclerc
Click me to read!💋
35. Hate Sex by cheriladycl01
Pairing: Reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
36. Spanking and Punishment by cheriladycl01
Pairing: Reader x Carlos Sainz Jr
Click me to read!💋
37. Dumbcon request by ver-lane
Pairing: innocent/inexperienced!reader x Max Verstappen
Click me to read!💋
38. A match made in hell by bunny-jpeg
Pairing: mean!Daniel Ricciardo & mean!Max Verstappen x Reader
Click me to read!💋
39. Forbidden by mythicalmaven
Pairing: Reader x Daniel Ricciardo
Click me to read!💋
40. Sharing is caring by tommydarlings
Pairing: Reader x Daniel Ricciardo x Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc x Lando Norris
Pairing- Oscar Piastri x Small bakery owner Word count- 1437 This is Part 4 and the last part!! Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
"I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you."
In which, Oscar Piastri finds comfort in a small bakery and the owner.
"Say yes to Heaven, Say yes to me. Say yes to Heaven, Say yes to me..."
In which Y/N Y/L/N finally finds someone to taste test all her pastries.
Oscar Piastri
Played By Oscar Piastri
Y/N Y/L/N
Played by Momona Tamada
If anyone had told Y/N that her life would somehow become entangled with the world of Formula One, she would have politely suggested they were confusing her with someone far more glamorous.
And yet, a month later, she was standing in her bakery at six in the morning, tying her apron while smiling at message from Oscar like an idiot.
It had started quietly.
There was no dramatic declaration, no grand confession that turned everything upside down overnight. Instead, it unfolded in small, steady moments—Oscar showing up in the mornings when he was in London, Y/N setting aside his usual order before he even reached the counter, the two of them finding pockets of time between her work and his races.
At some point, without either of them formally announcing it, they had started dating.
Y/N wasn’t even sure when it had happened.
Maybe it was the morning he stayed after closing to help her clean, sleeves rolled up, flour smudged across his cheek like he belonged there.
Or maybe it was the first time he reached for her hand outside the bakery, casual and certain, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Whatever the moment was, it stuck.And somehow, the entire grid found out.
—
“Your girlfriend,” Lando Norris said one afternoon, leaning against the side of the garage, “is officially everyone’s favourite person.”
Oscar didn’t look up from his phone. “She’s not your girlfriend.”
“I didn’t say she was. I said she’s my favourite person.”
“That’s worse.”
Lando ignored him. “She sent more cinnamon rolls.”
Oscar finally glanced up. “Those are for everyone.”
“Exactly,” Lando said. “Which is why she’s my favourite.”
Nearby, George nodded thoughtfully. “The lemon tarts have become a serious morale booster.”
“That’s not a phrase you should be using about pastries,” Oscar said.
George shrugged. “And yet it’s accurate.”
It had become something of a tradition.
On race weekends, if Y/N wasn’t too busy at the bakery, she would wake up early and prepare boxes of pastries—cinnamon rolls, lemon tarts, almond croissants—and send them along with Oscar or have them delivered to the paddock.
At first, it had been a small gesture.
Now, it was expected.
Drivers asked about it. Team members waited for it. Someone—Oscar was fairly sure it had been Carlos—had once jokingly suggested that performance improved by at least five percent on days when Y/N’s pastries were present.
No one had disagreed.
“She’s coming this weekend, right?” Lando asked.
Oscar nodded. “Yeah. She closed the bakery early.”
Lando grinned. “Perfect.”
“That does not mean you get special treatment.”
“I always get special treatment.”
“You absolutely do not.”
But when Y/N arrived later that day, the reaction proved Lando’s point.
She stepped into the paddock with a box in her hands and was immediately greeted like she belonged there.
“Y/N!” someone called.
“You’re here!”
“Did you bring anything?”
She laughed, a little overwhelmed but clearly amused, as she held up the box. “I feel like I’m being greeted for the wrong reasons.”
“Absolutely not,” Lando said, appearing at her side. “We like you as a person. The pastries are just a bonus.”
Oscar walked up behind him. “You’re not helping.”
Y/N’s eyes softened when she saw him. “Hi.”
“Hi,” he said, quieter now.
There was a brief pause—not awkward, just familiar—before he leaned down and kissed her lightly in greeting.
Somewhere behind them, someone made a noise.
“Was that necessary?” George asked.
“Yes,” Oscar said without hesitation.
Y/N laughed, shaking her head as she handed over the box. “Here. Before they start a riot.”
“Too late,” Lando said, already opening it.
Oscar watched the scene unfold with a kind of quiet disbelief that had become increasingly familiar.
This was his world.
Fast, loud, constantly moving.
And somehow, Y/N had found her place in it without losing any part of herself.
She still woke up early to open the bakery. Still cared about the exact texture of her dough, the shine of her glaze, the balance of sweetness in her tarts. Still stood behind her counter like it was the center of her universe.
But now, she also stood here, in the middle of the paddock, laughing as drivers argued over pastries.
It felt right.
The first time Oscar posted her on his social media, it wasn’t intentional.
At least, not entirely.
Y/N standing behind the counter of her bakery, sleeves rolled up, flour dusted across her hands, looking down at something she was working on. The morning light caught her just right, soft and warm, like she belonged exactly where she was.
Oscar had taken it without her noticing.He stared at it for a long moment before posting it with no caption.
For a few minutes, nothing happened.
Then—
Everything happened.
Within an hour, the comments had flooded in.
—
OscarPiastri has just posted
Liked by, @_user1, @_charlosforever, @_brocedes,@_user67 and more..
Comments
@_Iheartf1 Who is she??
@_Charlosforever That’s the bakery girl, right??
@_Mclarenfan4life SOFT LAUNCH???
@_LandoNorris Oscar??? Hello???
@_User3 She’s gorgeous omg!
Click to see more
Y/N found out when her phone started buzzing nonstop.
She looked at the post, then at him, standing across the bakery with a suspiciously neutral expression.
“You posted me,” she said.
“I did.”
“Without warning.”
“I didn’t think you’d mind.”
She narrowed her eyes slightly. “And if I did?"
He stepped closer, hands in his pockets, that same quiet confidence settling in. “Then I’d take it down.”
She held his gaze for a moment longer, then shook her head, smiling despite herself. “You’re unbelievable.”
“That’s not a no.”
“It’s not a yes either.”
But she didn’t ask him to delete it.
“But,” she added, pointing at him, “if my bakery gets overrun—”
“It won’t.”
—
It did.
Not immediately, but steadily.
More people began stopping by. Then more. Then even more.
Within a day, the internet had collectively decided that Oscar Piastri had a girlfriend who owned a bakery in London and made pastries good enough to unite the entire grid.
Which, to be fair, was entirely accurate.
At first, it was just one customer asking, “Is this the bakery from Instagram?”
Then another.
Then three more.
Some came because they were curious. Some because they had seen the post. Some because they had heard whispers about a small bakery in London that somehow had the approval of half the Formula 1 grid.
Y/N handled it the only way she knew how.
She baked more.
She opened earlier. Stayed later. Learned to manage lines that stretched just beyond the door. Smiled when people mentioned Oscar. Blushed when they asked if the rumors were true.
“Is he really your boyfriend?” someone asked one afternoon.
Y/N paused, then smiled. “He is.”
The reaction was immediate—excited, delighted, entirely supportive.
“Goals,” someone whispered loudly.
Y/N laughed, shaking her head.
Late one evening, after closing, she leaned against the counter, exhausted but happy.
Oscar sat on the stool opposite her, watching.
“You’re tired,” he said.
“I am.”
“Regretting it?”
She shook her head immediately. “Not even a little.”
He smiled. “Good.”
She looked around the bakery—the same small space it had always been, now filled with a little more life, a little more noise, a little more possibility.
“You changed everything,” she said softly.
Oscar tilted his head. “I didn’t.”
“You did.”
He stood, stepping closer. “You built this before I showed up.”
“And then you walked in with a whole grid of chaos.”
“And you handled it.”
She smiled. “I had help.”
Oscar reached for her hand, threading his fingers through hers like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Yeah,” he said. “You did.”
Y/N looked at him—really looked at him—and felt that same steady certainty she had from the beginning.
The bakery was still hers.
Her world was still hers.
But now, it had grown.
Expanded.
Connected to something bigger.
And somehow, in the middle of all that, she had found him.
Oscar smiled, leaning in just enough to press a soft kiss to her lips.
Outside, London carried on as it always did—busy, bright, and full of movement.
Inside, her bakery glowed warm and steady, filled with the scent of sugar and spice and something even better.
And for the first time in a long time, everything felt exactly where it was meant to be.
