Genre: fluff, wholesome, sibling love, celebration
Warnings: none, just feelings
WC: 952
Pairings: Platonic F1 grid x OlderNorris!Reader, Lando Norris x sibling!Reader
A/N: Dedicated to LANDO NORRIS BEING A WORLD CHAMPION— because we spent YEARS manifesting this and if McLaren doesn’t give us this storyline, I’ll pick up a steering wheel myself.
You’re not on the payroll, but everyone at McLaren swears they should start paying you in high-value snacks.
They’ve called you:
The human pit wall
Emotional support older sister
Garage Mom
Lucky charm
Snack hoarder Level 100
“Hey, can you hold this wrench and pretend it’s PR-approved?”
And you’re still just Lando Norris’ older sister, five years his senior, the girl who used to drive him to karting because Mom had meetings and Dad had calls and someone needed to be the responsible one.
You remember every cramped car ride.
Every frantic early morning.
Every time Lando said, breathless:
“One day I’ll be World Champion.”
Back then, you just ruffled his hair and told him to put his seatbelt on.
✦ TRACKSIDE TRADITION NO. 1: YOU ALWAYS SHOW UP
The paddock has gotten used to you.
Ferrari? They call you “McLaren princess” like it’s a medieval title.
Red Bull? Christian Horner once tried to recruit you because “the vibes seem stabilizing,” to which Zak Brown said, “OVER MY DEAD BODY.”
Mercedes? Lewis hugs you every race because you remind him of his older sister.
Oscar Piastri? Brother #2 (Australian edition).
Everyone knows:
Where there’s Lando, there’s you — leaning over the pit wall, sleeves rolled, chewing through nerves like they’re expensive gum you didn’t pay for.
But nobody, not even YOU, was prepared for Abu Dhabi 2025.
✦ PRE-RACE: PURE MCLEAN CHAOS
McLaren garage, 2 hours before lights out:
Someone has taped a picture of baby Lando to the pit wall monitors.
Zak Brown is pacing like his wife is in labor.
Mechanics are betting packets of Haribo on strategy outcomes.
You are hiding in the back eating gummy worms like a goblin in a snack cave.
Lando walks in with his headphones, sees you, and just drops onto the chair next to you.
“I might puke.”
You pat his knee like you’ve done since he was 11.
“Please don’t. That would smell so bad in the car.”
Oscar, emerging from behind a tire like a feral meerkat:
“Save it for post-race champagne puke.”
Everyone groans.
Someone throws a rag at him.
He ducks like it’s muscle memory.
✦ LIGHTS OUT & YOUR HEART GIVES OUT TOO
It’s 58 laps of:
Knees bouncing
Breath held
Telemetry graphs staring into your soul
Engineers making noises like “ohhh that’s spicy pace”
Lando keeps the lead.
The radio is laced with tension and caffeine.
Zak Brown is clutching a clipboard like it’s a holy artifact.
Oscar is whispering prayers in Australian (which sounds like normal English, but faster).
You’re standing the entire time — pressed against the barrier, eyes glued to screens, knuckles white.
Lap 51.
Someone says, “If we keep this pace we might—”
You slap their arm without looking away.
“DON’T JINX IT.”
Lap 57.
Silence so loud it hurts.
Lap 58.
Crofty is screaming commentary you can barely hear over the sound of your own pulse.
Chequered flag.
NORRIS. P1. CHAMPION OF THE WORLD.
And you swear the entire garage levitates.
✦ THE HUG SEEN AROUND THE WORLD
Lando jumps out of the car like someone shot him out of a cannon.
Helmet still on.
Suit still zipped.
No interviews, no handshakes, no “congrats champ!”
He just sprints — RUNS — for the garage.
Everyone parts like Moses and the Red Sea because they can see he’s not stopping.
He barrels into you, lifting you off your feet.
Your headphones nearly fly off.
Your hair is a mess.
You do NOT care.
He’s shaking.
You’re crying.
Someone (probably Oscar) is shouting:
“GROUP HUG! GROUP HUG RIGHT NOW!”
And suddenly you're in a pile of:
Mechanics
Zak
Oscar
Tyre blankets
Possibly five different elbows
The whole world hears Lando’s voice crack on the radio:
“We did it. Sis— we did it.”
AND THAT’S IT.
TEARS.
EVERYWHERE.
✦ PODIUM: CHAOS LEVEL 9000
Podium celebration highlights:
Oscar spraying champagne directly at you while screaming “GARAGE MUM SUPREMACY.”
A mechanic lifts Zak Brown onto his shoulders like a victorious war hero.
Verstappen actually smiles (rare footage).
Charles Leclerc walks over, hugs Lando, and whispers “finally.”
Carlos calls you “la hermana campeona” and gives you a papaya-stained Ferrari cap “for luck.”
Some chaotic fan angles catch:
You getting hit in the face with champagne
Lando yelling “THIS IS FOR EVERY 2 A.M. KARTING PRACTICE”
Oscar trying to climb the podium railing like a raccoon on caffeine
✦ SOCIAL MEDIA GOES FERAL
Instagram Trending:
#WDCNorris
#SisterGoals
#McLarenFamilyThings
#WhoIsSheANDWHERECANIFindHer
Best comments:
“Find someone who runs to you like Lando runs to his sister.”
“I cried harder at this hug than I did at my own graduation.”
“The McLaren garage has no chill and I respect them.”
“Petition to make her part of strategy team because clearly her snacks are lucky.”
✦ LATE-NIGHT GARAGE QUIET
After podiums.
After media.
After the chaos settles to a quiet hum.
It’s just two siblings sitting on the floor of the darkened garage, backs against stacked tires, helmets off, hair a mess, champagne drying sticky on your clothes.
Lando breaks the silence first, soft:
“Remember when you timed my laps with a stopwatch from the school supply store?”
You smile.
“You beat the kid with the fancy kart that day.”
He nudges you.
“You told me I could do this.”
You shrug.
“You told me you would.”
He leans his head on your shoulder like when he was a kid.
“Thank you for never missing a race.”
You whisper:
“Thank you for proving nine-year-old you right.”
✦ POST-CREDITS SCENE (MCLAREN-STYLE)
Oscar barges in holding three Red Bulls and two random muffins:
“Who wants celebratory sketchy snacks? Also Zak might be stuck in a trophy cabinet, I’m not checking alone.”
You exhale a laugh.
Lando grins, eyes still red.
“Championship garage adventure? Like old times?”
You stand, crack your back, and gesture dramatically.
“Lead the way, World Champion.”
End.
🧡 A/N:
I MADE THIS BECAUSE LANDO NORRIS IS WORLD. CHAMPION. 2025. AND THE MCLAREN GARAGE IS 100% A MENACE TO SOCIETY AND I LOVE THEM. 🧡🔥
p.s to all the boys who said I should be supporting max
