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Top five fanfics you’ve read?

Ask me top 5 anything

MJ you’re actually diabolical for this. This is such a hard question !!! I have close to 100 bookmarks for F1. You can’t do this to me 😭😭😭😭

Feel it start to permeate by @peachbel1ini

Piastrell stocks are high today so this feels topical. I absolutely adore this series. It’s just so perfect. Also I’ve read so many of their other fics, they’re sooo good. Also go read gear shift I’m particularly fond of that series as well.

Make a wish by @ro4d-rge

I’m a feral dog about this. I went insane the first time I read it. And I went even more insane when the second part was dropped.

Don’t go baking my heart by @nyoomfruits

God bless AUs is all I have to say

My teammate is my emotional support blanket by @hanquality

Honestly this and every other fic of theirs, especially the autistic Lando or Oscar ones.

Wither and Bloom by @f1watch

I can’t not mention this. I am continuously in awe of this fic. I have no words.

I have too many favourites/bookmarks for this :/ Sorry to everyone who I didn’t mention, this was so hard to answer. Honestly this is just a fic rec list more than anything else.

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nortrell + milk for the ask game please!!!! 👉🏻👈🏻

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Lando's been tossing and turn for the last three hours, cycling between laying on her back, side, and even pressed entirely on top of Max – one leg thrown over his thighs, head resting on his collarbone, slightly swollen belly pressed against the divot in his hip.

"Max," she whines, poking his cheek till he wakes up. He blinks awake sleepily, humming in question. "My tits hurt."

After a pause, he shifts, pushing a hand up Lando's shirt. Over her hip, past her ribcage, resting on her firm breats; kneading it as he moves.

He turns Lando onto her back, eyes slipping shut as he drops his head; pressing a kiss to her collarbone before latching onto her right nipple, sucking and kneading. Pressing Lando further into the mattress as she wriggles in his grip – arching into it and further away at the same time.

He stays like that for what feels like hours – kneading, sucking, biting when she jerks her knee into his side.

Finally, the ache subsides, morphing into pleasure and relief as milk slowly trickles out directly onto Max's eager tongue. He laps at it, circling her nipple and pulling back with a pop.

"There you go baby," he whispers against her skin, pressing a kiss to the reddened skin. "Blocked duct, that's all."

He falls back onto his pillow, slinging an arm around Lando's waist as she heaves, rapidly breathing to bring herself back down.

Eventually she turns, curling in Max's side and tucking her head under his chin.

"Thank you." It's bearly above a whisper, kissed into his neck as she finally starts drifting into sleep.

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Heyy. Have you seen that video of them after Hungary 2024? The one where they hold hands and Lando gives the pats in his helmet? I just saw it and now my head is spinning and I need to talk about it with someone so I hope you don't mind 😭 Lando looks so tender with Oscar in that moment (more than usual I mean), I wonder if he was feeling bad because of that mess McLaren caused in the race and wanted to make sure he and his Osc were okay with each other <3

Baby (gender neutral/platonic) there isn't a landoscar clip that hasn't passed my desk

Also come bug me as much as you want 🙂‍↕️

That felt like such a strangely intimate moment even from a non rpf goggles perspective. And after the whole mess that that race was, it was definitely a check in or at least a way to say that it stays on track and doesn't affect their relationship outside of it.

I dont even have the words 😖 but yes truly was an insane moment

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landoscar + fingers for the ask game pwease

(i think i might just be using this for my own pleasure 🫣)

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"Fuck," Oscar groans, knee jerking into Lando's side, hips thrashing against the sheets.

Lando runs his unoccupied hand along his side, pacifying the wanton moans Oscar let's out. His fingers drawing soft circles on his ribcage, tracing the moles lining his skin.

"Almost there love," he whispers against the shell of Oscar’s ear. "Just one more."

Osacr barely processes the words before Lando’s pushing past his rim once more – four fingers, thumb, right till his wrist.

His breath hitches at the intrusion, hole clenching around it, pressing Lando's fist directly into his prostate.

"There we go baby, that's it." Lando's whispering into his ear again, soft and slow. Tugging his wrist experimentally, pressing a kiss to Oscar's temple when he cries out once more.

"So good for me baby." He curls his fingers up, dragging along Oscar's overstretched skin, pressing a kiss to the tear slipping down his cheek. "That's it. Gonna see how far we can stretch this hole, yeah?"

Oscar arches into the touch – eager and terrified all in one.

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if I may give you yet another prompt for the ask game:

landoscar (again) + obviously

~ 💚

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It's late – or early, depending on which end of midnight you go to bed, but either way he should be asleep. Instead, Lando stares at the ceiling, tracing the light spots from passing cars, thinking, doing anything but falling asleep really.

Oscar's next to him, arm circling his waist, head resting on his chest, fingers curled over his collarbone.

"Go to sleep Lan," Oscar whispers, stiring into a lamonial space. He presses a kiss to Lando's neck, prepared to drift off once more.

"Osc?" He asks into the space between them, waiting for the hum before continuing. "Would you love me if I was a worm?"

It's silly, he knows it is, but he's been thinking about it for hours now. All the silly metaphors people mean for it; asking their partner if they'd love them inspite of everything, asking to be loved unconditionally.

"Obviously. Now go sleep."

Lando can feel his brain short circuit, the answer no where close to what he expected. A teasing comment, a sigh huffed into his neck, a snort, any assortment of things really. Not this, not the absolute resolution in Oscar's voice, the certainty with which he says it – as if he's thought about it before, in great detail.

"I mean –"

"I know what you mean. Yes I'll always love you. No matter what. Now go to sleep, we've got to be at the factory early."

Oscar kisses his cheek, eyes still closed – he hasn't opened them the entire conversation actually – ready to drift back into sleep.

Lando sighs, the ache in his chest eased ever so slightly, shifting to wrap his arms around Oscar as well. He feels the slow lull of sleep washing away his anxieties, the stresses of what this season could do to them.

The car looks good this year, a little too good after preseason testing, but maybe, they're stronger than that.

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hii! I got some more for the ask game if you want.

landoscar + light

thank youuu 🫶

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Oscar drops his head against the wall, sighing and letting his eyes slip shut. The autum breeze serves as a reprieve from the heat of the party still in full swing behind him.

He fumbles though his pockets, searching for the lighter he's almost sure he nicked before slipping onto the balcony.

"Fuck," he groans around the blunt pinched between his lips, useless now.

Somewhere in the dark next to him he hears a soft giggle – high and sweet and oh so tantalising.

"Need a light?" The stranger asks from the cloud of smoke surrounding him.

"Yeah, please," Oscar smiles in relief, stepping closer, hand reaching forward, prepared to accept the lighter.

Instead, the man leans forward, pushing the end of his dying cigarette into the tip of Oscar's, hand moving to rest on his cheek to steady them.

"There you go," the man whispers, stepping back and slipping into crowd inside before Oscar can say anything more.

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top 5 f1 ships !

ask me top 5 anything

I'm too lando and oscar piled for this 😣

Landoscar (obviously)

Pinortrell / Piastrell / Nortrell (combining it so not every slot is just landoscar variations)

Oscturi & Jonlando (blame @oopslandiia I fell in love with all their oscturi writting) (plus there's something about trainer/driver that's just so good)

Galex (their lore is insane. Plus I love their vibes)

Oscmark (but ONLY if mark is a pathetic dog in it)

This made me realise how much I don't care about anyone but lando and oscar 🧍‍♂️

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Lando thrashes against the sheets, hips kicking up, wrists tugging at the silk lining them.

Max looks up at him, lips forming a tight ring around the head of his cock, tongue circling the slit.

He pushes Lando's hips down, pining him into the sheets as he comes with a whine.

It's pathetic really, but for his fourth one in the last hour it's good enough for Max to pull back with a pop, pressing a kiss to Lando's slit when he twitches.

There's tears forming in the corners of Lando's eyes. He heaves with every inhale, lungs burning in exertion.

"Gonna milk you dry tonight," Max whispers against the shell of his ear, hand already wrapping around the base of his dick once more. "One for each win this season, was it? Champion."

All Lando can do is whine, tugging at his restraints, wordlessly pleading – for against or against it, he's not sure.

@ladymarshmall0w pinging you to let you know I did another one :]