Latest Posts by kenngry88 - Page 4

and bring on all the pretenders, you will be remembered

this entire week was a LOT for Oscar and Lando clinging to each other through responsibilities but Sunday was like a masterclass in Oscar 'Let Me Take Care Of Lando' Piastri during what was sadly probably going to end up being one of Lando's darkest days

first Oscar fucking bodying the disappointment of his own race by chuckling ruefully about it in the interview next to a brooding (but at one point smiling!) Carlos. then Oscar looking at Lando's forlorn little face during the group photo...

and deciding from there on out to be Gregarious Outgoing Oscar - to pick up the remainders of their home race weekend on his very strong shoulders and see it all through on a high

like goddamn is his competence and maturity and sense of responsibility and desire to perform acts of service specifically for Lando are sexy as hELL !! starting with bearing the brunt of the post race recap so Lando doesn't have to - and watching Lando finally smile by continuing the tradition of saying "thanks Osc" is such a relief and Oscar would probably let Lando use any nickname he liked so long as it made him smile like that.

and then Lando - who'd been fighting a full on breakdown since the wrong choice of tyres right up to the group photo and working very hard to be happy for the team - sees Oscar putting in all of this effort and watching him and hovering and even doing that standing back a few paces so that Lando's home crowd can focus on Lando! and Lando knows he can do just as he likes and Oscar will allow anything! won't even do his completely fake and ultimately futile "scolding" no he's gonna give Lando whatever he wants just to make Lando smile and laugh. he's gonna 'keep him happy' :)

and Lando wants another shoey! he wants it to be Their Thing at Silverstone! and he wants Oscar's shoe and for Oscar to go first! and then Oscar gives in immediately and purrs "well since you put it like that" and Lando doesn't even fight the smile spreading across his face. then when it's his turn he wants to giggle and squirm and put his hands behind his back, ducking his head and going all cute like "but Oscah I'm too petite and fertile for a shoey" and he's loving Oscar going all pushy and pulling his pigtails, his absurd white sock treading in cold beer as he advances on Lando and not giving a damn bc Lando's dimples are out and he's being so cute and it's all for Oscar :)

and then suddenly Lando wants to project all of his frustrations into Oscar's shoe and hurtles it into the crowd and he can't quite believe he did that but!! Oscar is doubled over with laughter so Lando doubles over too and it's so wild and absurd and any other friend would steal one of Lando's shoes in retaliation and hurl it at the crowd - but not Oscar !! Oscar is exuding relief at seeing Lando this happy and Oscar never thinks of taking a second of that joy for himself and he is so happy to be the foil for Lando to act up and be wild and feel all of his feelings because it makes Lando feel !Safe! knowing that Oscar will never throw him a curve ball or do anything unexpected and whatever Lando says or does, Oscar will make it all okay by finding it hilarious or cute or he'll pretend to be exasperated and it's all the same thing really.

because Oscar doesn't care about the media! he appreciates the fans but he's not going to sacrifice any of himself for us and he certainly won't dance or perform! he doesn't care about his "image" so long as he's mostly left alone to focus on what's important to him. he doesn't give a damn about PR and he REALLY didn't care about creating a bromance or a PR package with Lando, not just bc it's not Oscar's thing but also bc Oscar had spent 8 years enjoying Lando as a driver and genuinely liking what he saw of him online. he saw a real future with McLaren - one he'd sacrificed so much to have - and he really saw a future with Lando. however their relationship was going to develop he wanted it to be solid and without any meddling for the sake of publicity. he doesn't hand over his time to just anyone and is perfectly alright being largely alone if need be! so the investments he's made with Lando are entirely a conscious choice - he wants to spend that time with him even when it's not for work or PR or social media.

Oscar both knows and cares that what is temporarily frustrating to him is utterly devastating to someone who feels things the way Lando feels things. that they're Different in so many ways but that in the same way Lando has watched Oscar closely to figure him out, Oscar has too. and Lando has gotten so incredibly comfortable with Oscar that he's let a very wide range of his emotions out around him! he's even shown his downright annoying and infuriating sides to Oscar and Oscar either smiles and allows it or smiles and pretends to be firm with him. sometimes Lando is especially annoying because it's quite fun seeing Oscar fighting down a smile and pretending to be firm with him :) they've basically turned that Sport Bible interviewer into their comedic marriage counselor.

and Lando didn't insist on the shoey for show - and as he had said after his very first one two years before, had no intention of ever doing another - but because this is their home race and now it can be Tradition! and because it was a bonding moment for them last year! and he doesn't throw Oscar's shoe bc it's a great "bit" or bc he's playing up to the crowd, it's because he's currently experiencing the most dizzying extremes of high and low all at once and we know very well that Lando has to channel a meltdown every now and then! he's genuinely surprised at himself for a moment when he so casually hurtles the poor shoe - almost unconsciously and he didn't even check to see who was watching or if Oscar saw it - and doesn't laugh until he sees Oscar laughing. and it felt SO good and cathartic to do and Oscar never complains !! Oscar wouldn't retaliate make Lando have a cold foot for the remainder of the fan stage! he even took off the other shoe and threw it himself for good measure!

and goddd do I love how you can see toward the end some kind of strategizing going on between Oscar and the members of the McLaren media team where Oscar wants Lando to throw the last hat for the cameras (I'm assuming). but Lando is euphorically performing the crowd and thrilled at how they respond to him waving his arms - even makes sure Oscar sees him do it to see Oscar beam at him! but the prompter down by the stage monitors has been flashing "WRAP IT UP" for a long time now so Oscar spares a moment to let Lando have his fun and revel in the moment before prompting him to throw the remaining hat.

and the thing is that Oscar has been saying how much Silverstone came to mean to him after last year - when the crowd chanted his name and Lando said how Oscar should've been on the podium with him and Lando almost floated off the stage with joy when Oscar said he watched when Lando was leading! - when they were still figuring each other out and Oscar was still very quiet and mostly wanting to just get through public appearances unscathed - and yet !! in the face of Lando's joy at a home podium, Oscar had plucked up the courage to push an arm around Lando's waist and squeezed him close. a move so unexpected and momentous that Lando literally looked a little dazed by it before slinging his arm around Oscar's shoulders and somehow smiling harder than he already was.

so isn't it a nice little bookend that this year, when Lando is now utterly devastated by third place and not remotely in the mood for crowds and jubilation - he is the very flip opposite of his hopeful, ecstatic colorful self of the previous three days buildup - but!! that Oscar has grown to know him so well that he'll gladly shift gears and be more animated and outgoing, all in the same way that even the general public recognize how Oscar provides Lando words he can't think of or facts he can't remember or helps him sound out words he doesn't know - and in this instance, Oscar can see where Lando's ability to turn himself "on" for the public drops off and needs Oscar to help out.

and Oscar knows probably better than most apart from the closest members of Lando's team how Lando needs time to get over a severe disappointment. he needs to stew and spiral and recover. he'll do his best in the meantime but it's a labor. so every time Lando droops again in the hours following the race, Oscar doesn't once get tired of watching him and boosting him back up. Lando leaves the stage and you can immediately see the dejection and weariness again because it's time to get in the car with Oliver and leave. (poor Max F today posting a very telling video of golfing with Lando in the rain and Max's face saying everything about Lando's continued state of mind)

so Oscar posts Those Moments of fan stage joy - just the two of them - on every social media platform he has and lets the images of himself and Lando in the setting sun take up the top row of his instagram. and Lando replies to one of his own very few posts of the Sunday with a video of the shoey calling him "Osc" - bc it's one of Their Things. it makes them smile and if the public likes it that's fine but it only happened at first by accident and without any audience so it's still just Their Thing. just like how the shoey Lando found so yucky in 2022 is now Their Thing to do at Silverstone. just like it's Their Thing to know when the other needs the support and for the other to step up. and how the public call them "twins" but really, it's that when you watch someone close enough and you Care, you just naturally slip into patterns and you know what they're about to say!

race day at Silverstone 2024 was absolutely nothing of what Lando had hoped, and all coming after the giddiness of both media days and FP and quali with Oscar right there beside him both on the track and off it. he didn't even hold his trophy like usual in the post race because only the big gold one meant anything anymore. but he had "Osc" and Their Shoey and Oscar who takes a shower and rinses away all his frustrations and shows up for Lando in the same kit as Lando's team and smiling for Lando no matter what. it's no wonder those are the only moments Lando wants to remember <3

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this should be all the video sources I used in the compilation but pls let me know if I missed one and I'll add it <3

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Oscar Piastri and Lando Norris work together as compact co-pilots

You're putting wayyy too much pressure on me.

lando stop being obsessed with your teammate challenge (impossible)

So I just rewatched the egg cooking video with robert and oscar, and to this day the fact that NOBODY on the prema editing team thought to cut/beep "It looks like cum" takes me tf outttt

Like even Oscar made a comment about how the microphones were on and THEY STILL KEPT IT IN????

#how do I tattoo this on my self

"Smooth."

[McLaren's IG stories]

- god you can rly see the size difference in them Oscar's legs look miles long

- Oscar looking at Lando before every answer EXCEPT the two they were both immediately agreed on

- Lando's jabby little thumb bc there is only one adventurous eater in that hallway at that moment lgfsaljfgsalf

- smth about how Oscar watches so carefully and repeats back Lando stating how he'd like his burger order !!! like if we didn't have countless examples of him doing this so that he can answer for Lando when need be or predict what he needs etc then I wouldn't think it was special but he genuinely is interested in Lando's little idiosyncrasies kill me

- their glowy proud little faces over both saying tortilla patatas at the same time ;__; and Oscar echoing Lando's wow!

- Lando rly cannot be taught anything he personally hasn't chosen to learn bc he has had the same number of people in his career getting him into golf as trying to teach him Spanish but while he's now teaching other ppl golf he's never graduated past soy lago

Did a 20 minute drabble sprint with my speedy gentlemen buds and came out with this!

Prompt: “There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”

I chose to do some Landoscar fluff :)

Under the cut!

It starts out quiet.

Like Lando isn’t even sure anything is even different. It’s casual. It’s normal.

But something has shifted in the way Oscar Piastri looks at him. And Lando doesn't know how to deal with it other than internal flailing and alarms screeching in his head.

“Here,” Oscar offers with a small nod, handing Lando his forgotten water bottle he had left abandoned in the hospitality an hour earlier.

Lando takes it from Oscar’s outstretched hand and feels their fingers brush just the tiniest bit from the pass. Lando shivers. He hopes it was internal shivering that is imperceptible to others, imperceptible to Oscar.

“Thanks.” Lando says mutely. And then Oscar does the damndest thing.

He winks at him.

Lando melts into a puddle. What is wrong with him?

—

Lando really should have the couch of his driver’s room facing the door and not facing away from the door. It was a tragic mistake in strategy on his part.

So it shouldn’t come as a surprise when he feels warm breath ghost over the back of his neck and a soft thud against the back of the couch.

He drops his phone. The traitorous device snaps into his chest and bounces onto the floor.

“Hey.” Oscar breathes down the back of his neck.

Lando makes a slightly mangled noise in response and scrambles to the floor to look for his phone. Nevermind it being a traitorous device, it’s now his savior to get Oscar’s breath away from his neck before he does something stupid like turn around and pull his face to Lando’s.

Lando finally grabs his phone and looks up at Oscar, who is now leaning over the top of the couch and tilting his head in a way Lando would die before he admits he finds cute. He’s smiling and waiting for Lando to get himself together.

It strikes Lando then. Oscar’s always waiting for him. Never pushy. Never impatient. Just. Waiting. Like he’s got all the time in the world for him.

He clears his throat. “Is it a habit of yours to frighten men in their own driver’s rooms?”

Oscar laughs, quiet and jerky, like he’s trying to bend over the front of the couch. He shakes his head. “Nah, just thought you’d appreciate these.”

At that, Oscar reveals a bag of stroopwafels he had been hiding behind the couch.

Lando gasps and climbs back up the couch to Oscar’s space.

“You dog. You did not get me stroopwafels.” Lando says in disbelief, trying to paw them out of Oscar’s grasp.

He hands them over with no issue, and Lando notices Oscar’s fingers linger just the slightest bit over Lando’s.

“Hopefully they make up for scaring the living daylights out of you?”

Lando nods his head hastily and starts tearing the package open before someone can come take them from him. Before Jon can take them from him.

“How did you get these past security?” Lando says with awe while offering Oscar a warm stroopwafel.

Oscar takes it and pops a corner of it into his mouth.

“There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”

And Lando feels like the air has been sucked out of the room at the absolute sincerity in Oscar’s tone.

And then Lando finally looks up at Oscar, really looks at him. And he finds something unwavering in his eyes.

“Oh.” Lando gets out quietly.

“Yeah.” Oscar agrees, nodding his head a bit and then scratching the back of his neck.

“Would you get me chicken nuggets too?”

A laugh punches out of Oscar at that. And Lando appreciates the warmth that spreads through his chest at seeing Oscar like this. There’s something there. Lando just has to figure out what it is.

What Lando would find out later, is that Oscar already knew what it was. He would just wait a while longer for Lando to catch on.

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this video is my one reason for living rn

Landoscar Fic Recs!

This list includes my all time favourites in the Landoscar ao3 tag! Fics I reread again and again! I will update this continually as more and more amazing fics come out of this community :]

Enjoy 💫

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ONE SHOTS

FLUFF

What Am I Supposed To Drive Both Cars At The Same Time? by cxrnlia

Beautifully endearing sick!fic [1.2k]

Mortifying! Anyways, by WanderingBlindly

Lando keeps embarrassing himself in front of Oscar. Luckily, the Aussie finds him hilariously adorable [2.3k]

Sleep on it by 14CookiesGone

'Lando introduces Oscar to all the good places to nap around the garage.' [4k]

Holding hands and stuff by anon

Long distance Landoscar. Misunderstanding. Very cute, very fluffy. Some sexual content - phone sex [4.2k]

So adorable 🥺

Only found by debrief

'cinderella soulmates au where whatever you lose, your soulmate finds. except: oscar has a soulmate and lando is a No-Match, a person who doesn't have a soulmate.' [6.8k]

Sleeping problems by f1extras

'the one in which Lando can't sleep at night and finds Oscar has the key to solve his problem.' [7.6k]

Chronically bitchless but still wifed up by leafmeal0ne

WAG Lando, MotoGP Oscar [8.3k]

Carried away by Orphaned

Fake/pretend relationship, happy ending [22.1k]

SMUT

Solo by WingWo43

Solo Lando, thinking of a previous time with Oscar, filming himself [848 words]

I found myself alive in the palm of your hand by hedgehogfrog

'Oscar makes Lando wear a vibrating butt plug as he rides him' [1.6k]

Scarlet, starlet by hurricaneHeat

Multi-ship, camboy Lando and his adoring fans [1.8k]

Cosy autumn cuddles by Twinkodium

Needy, bratty Lando distracting Oscar. All he wants to do is read his book [1.8k]

Overexposure by Lalanorris, Pitmewithyourbeststop

The door behind him isn’t completely closed, and that’s kind of the point, if he’s honest. It’s open just so, just enough of an invitation to look around, if someone wanted to. [4.2k]

Exhibitionist Lando, you beautiful creature 🫶

Lacy things by shroomlights

Lingerie Lando 🫶, dom!Oscar [4.4k]

Watch me by Wanderingblindly

a/b/o, choking, voyeurism [5.5k]

HOLY FUCK!! I have reread this several times now and it just gets better every time 🥳

Puppy love by Mctwinkdom

Puppy play, boypussy(🫶), gorgeously written [5.7k]

Hard on the brakes by peachbellini

Try not to cum challenge! [7.2k]

Singapore prep by F1extras

'the one in which McLaren forces Lando and Oscar to work out in a sauna.' [7.7k]

The New Normal by 14CookiesGone

Oscar's thighs are a damn treat [8k]

Puppy wanna lick something sticky (just like honey) by foggystars

Light pet play, light dom/sub, collars, landoscar+Charles [8.3k]

Beautifully written, as always 🥰

You're burning up, i'm cooling down by foggystars

Edging, orgasm delay/denial, Oscar just wants to be a good boy. [12.3k]

Beautifully written, filthy smut with care and trust! My all-time favourite fic across any fandom!

Never have I ever by Mctwinkdom

Switching, Oscar's first time with a guy [13k]

There's a very specific line in this that makes me, and fic!Lando, fucking insane

Soft launch by cxrnlia

Fake/pretend relationship, eventual smut, daddy kink [13.2k]

Young British Twink Gets Destroyed by Hot Big Dick Australian Formula 1 Driver *Not Clickbait* by Anon

Camboy!Lando AU, driver Oscar, cuties!!, Lando you sexy mf [15.1k]

ANGST

Roses on your shirt by sharls

'All of the texts Lando shouldn’t have sent to his ex.' [1.2k]

PAINFUL (amazing)

You break my heart in the blink of an eye (the last time) by rennyxr

Dark themes - READ TAGS, insecure Lando, emotional hurt/comfort [4.5k]

Like wildfire by leafmeal0ne

Fantasy/mythology, angst, happy ending [13.8k]

Little renaissance by leafmeal0ne

Heart wrenching, angst, future fic, happy ending, gorgeous writing (also made me sob!) [14.2k]

Already Home by nyoomfruits

Marriage, hurt/comfort, pining, roommates, friends to lovers [32.5k]

Beautiful, incredible, made me sob (very hard to do)

MULTI-CHAPTER

Sense and velocity by Vertueusement

Incomplete, '80s posh uni AU where Oscar's the new kid just trying to get by and Lando's an unironic celebrity soaking up fame and affection from everyone' [42.2k]

I love this AU so much! I've been following it as it comes out and the whole premise is amazing + the writing is fantastic

Ignore the consequences by KingKestrel

Complete, Soulmate AU, cheating, angst, happy ending [11.9k]

A long road up to recovery by OfDogsAndWolves

Complete, dark themes - READ TAGS

So well written and heart wrenching [24.1k]

Red carnations by NE0NYX

Complete, Cupid!Lando, Oscar "heart eyes" Piastri, light angst, not actually unrequited love, magical realism [29.1k]

By a thread by Mctwinkdom

Complete, sexting, phone sex, lingerie, delicious [31.9k]

When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow, ‘cause it’s late and his mama don’t know by OP811992

Complete, pure smut, phone sex [34.1k]

5 times lando came into oscar’s room and told him he was bad at hugging... By Anon

Complete, 5+1 - Lando is trying to teach Oscar how to hug him properly, eventually he figures it out on his own [34.5k]

A touch of papaya by KingKestrel

Complete, 'Oscar spends his rookie F1 season falling in love with his teammate.' [38.4k]

Under the sunset by Landoscar

Complete, Oscar!Spiderman AU, miscommunication, slow burn [101.8k]

Climb up to your lips by emptyhalf

Complete, Girl!Oscar, insanely well written smut, fisting, fluff, adorable relationship, interesting relationship dynamics [110.8k]

Masterlist of my fics 👍

I WILL BE ADDING MORE IN THE NEAR FUTURE

Currently rereading the whole tag start to finish so there's a fair amount that I want to add but haven't yet :] 🫂🫂

Very small tag list: @mcytfannnn @sofsversion @lestappenslut @mernaroll @izzief1rambles @ralphiesaces

#tru dat

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

#girl I need years to answer this is like you open a Pandora box and there's a lot of fandoms I am, I have been and I will be!

Google Docs

F1blur Fandom Pipeline Poll

Hello! I am user midwestgp and I wanted to research what fandoms current F1blur blogs were a part of before F1. Since my time here I have no

Hi everyone please do my poll <3. I will be sharing the data once enough people complete the questionnaire. This could take anywhere from 2 minutes to however long you'd like to keep going. Of course reblogs are very helpful and appreciated. You don’t need to sign in to do this poll and of course then your email is not shown. Thank you!!!

#what in the body language is happening here?

gewis a/b/o verse, set in 2021

1.8k words, some angst and some love confessions

It’s been an exhausting day. Physically, emotionally — you name it. His first points in F1; real points, that is. Points for Williams. But others haven’t had such a great race.

Although he’s not a Mercedes driver, he’s still part of their pack and is still welcome in the packroom from time to time. He can’t overdo it, otherwise some of the other teams might complain, so he really only goes over on special occasions.

Today would be one of them. Not because of his points, but due to Valtteri’s screw-up that led to so many DNFs. He knows the alpha needs his pack now, and he’s been trying to get on his good side again ever since Imola, so it’s a no-brainer that he’s coming over.

He snuggles up beside him as soon as he reaches the packroom, getting comfortable inside the pile of bodies in the shared nest.

He’s about to drift off when a new scent approaches the room. Lewis comes in, stops in the doorway just as he spots George in the middle of everyone, and swiftly turns around to leave again.

Valtteri can smell George's scent turning sour at what just happened and he tries to save the situation, “Don’t take it personally, he’s just—“

“He doesn’t like me, I know.” The and I’m surprised you still do goes unsaid.

“What?” Another voice joins in — Shov. Others are probably listening in as well.

“He doesn’t like me, I already know that. I can tell, I’m not stupid.”

“What makes you think that?” Valtteri prompts him.

“He never spends more than 2 seconds in the same room as me, either he leaves just as I come in or only comes in after I leave. He can’t get away from me soon enough whenever we have a conversation, always replies with curt sentences. I don’t know what I’ve done but— I’m used to it by now.” He tries to hide his sniffle, but the way his usually sweet lavender iced tea scent turns acidic tells everyone how he really feels about it.

When someone else is about to retort, George speaks again, “It’s fine, honestly. You don’t have to try to make me feel better about it, I’m already dealing with it on my own.”

He curls up on himself and buries his head into Valtteri’s neck, completely missing the worried looks and shocked expressions of the rest of the pack.

—

“Lewis!”

He’s on his way back to his motorhome, done with debrief and everything else racing-related for the day, ready to begin his summer break. He turns around and waits for Valtteri to catch up to him.

“What’s up, man?”

“George.”

He tenses a little at the mention of the omega’s name but schools his expression into a neutral one soon after, levelling Valtteri with a What about him? stare.

“You have to do something, either address it or get over it, but you gotta stop avoiding him.”

“I don’t see how that’s any of your—“

“He thinks you dislike him.”

And, oh, he didn’t expect to hear that today. Or, ever. He wordlessly gestures for the other alpha to continue.

“He told us earlier, he thinks you don’t like him. And before you make something up, I know that’s not the case,” Valtteri tells him sternly, giving him no room to use his usual excuses.

He should’ve known the Finn can see right through him.

“So, you better fix this. He’s part of the pack,” he says with a pleading look, displaying how different they are, even though they are both alphas. Lewis cares about the pack, of course he does — but he’s been so used to carrying on as a lone wolf, sometimes he still under-appreciates its importance.

“And he will be your teammate next year. You will have to spend time with him, whether you like it or not, or—“ Valtteri pauses and corrects himself just as he can see Lewis trying to jump in again, “whether you’re ready or not.”

The next few moments are filled with silence, Lewis mulling over the new revelations. He knew he couldn’t avoid the younger omega forever, but he thought he might have more time to figure things out.

“Fuck. I’ve messed up big time, haven’t I?”

“He says he’s been dealing with it. I don’t know what that means but… sounds like he’s been aware of it for quite some time.”

“I will fix this, I promise,” Lewis tries to make his sincerity shine through his eyes.

For everyone’s sake, but mainly George’s, the other alpha hopes that he still can.

—

When George opens the door to his hotel room later that day, there’s a bouquet of flowers waiting for him. And a box of chocolates along with a teddy bear, all nestled in comfortable-looking blankets.

If he didn’t know any better, he would think someone is trying to court him.

I’m sorry. Can we talk tonight? — Lewis xx reads the attached card. Oh, so someone blabbed to him and now he’s trying to play nice. Or has he been forced to, by the team?

George will hear him out but he doesn’t need fake sympathies. He can handle someone disliking him, even if that someone happens to be a person he’s admired since he was a little boy.

He can’t pretend he wouldn’t like to hear Lewis’ reasoning though. Maybe if he gets some constructive feedback he can work on whatever it is that makes him so unlikeable.

He makes his way to the Mercedes floor a little while later, wanting to get this over and done with as quickly as he can. He has a Williams party to go to, later.

When he makes it to Lewis’ room, it takes him a few minutes to respond. George has half the mind to turn around and forget about this when the door finally opens.

“George!”

He's shirtless, dressed only in sweatpants with his hair still dripping on the floor. Clearly, he just hopped out of the shower. George lets himself stare for exactly 3 seconds before averting his gaze.

The lovely smell of rich wood mixed with vanilla soon hits his nostrils and his eyes immediately find Lewis’ neck. He hasn’t reapplied his suppressant patch yet, that would explain it. George just hopes his body’s reaction to it isn’t noticeable.

“Did you get my gift?” he asks while letting him in. There’s a glint of something in his eyes. Probably of surprise, he likely didn’t expect me to turn up so soon, George muses.

He takes his time toeing his shoes off.

“I did, yes,” he says, and then continues when Lewis doesn’t add anything on his own, “What was that for?”

“I, erm, wanted to talk to you.” George just raises his eyebrows at him in a Yes, I got that. “And apologise,” he finishes.

“Listen, if this is about what I said in the packroom earlier—“

“It’s not. Well, it is, kinda. But not only that.”

George sighs and moves to sit on the sofa after Lewis motions for him to do so, disappearing to get a t-shirt for himself before coming back and offering him a drink.

He sips on his water as he waits for him to start talking.

“I’m sorry. For avoiding you. I didn’t— I didn’t think it was so apparent, to be frank. And I realise I acted like a total douchebag, so, really, I am so sorry, George. You didn’t deserve that, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

George sits with these words for a while, he’s wanted answers for so long to only get this — that he didn't do anything wrong. What a load of crap. “Then why did you?”

The pained sound of his voice coupled with the burning taste of tea in the air break Lewis’ heart just that bit more. He never wants to smell this again, especially with the knowledge he’s to blame for it. He wants the happy scent of lavender and citrus and brewing tea to surround him again.

“I just— needed to keep my distance,” he confesses. There is no reason to hide what this is anymore.

“But why?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Whenever we would see each other, after the race or in the factory after you’ve done laps in the sim, or later in the gym, you were always sweaty and—“ gee thanks, Lewis, good to know, “without patches and you smelled so delicious.” Wait, what? “It’s like your scent was luring me in. I could hardly keep myself in check.”

“I don’t understand. Why didn’t you just tell me if that made you uncomfortable? I could’ve worn—“

“No, George, it didn’t make me uncomfortable. Not like that, at least. A different kind of uncomfortable, maybe.”

George looks up into his eyes to see they’re a few shades darker than the last time he remembers looking.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, oh. I’ve been feeling like this for years and I— I was just trying to keep my distance. I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable and, honestly, I felt repulsed by myself. You are so much younger than me—“

“I’m 23, I’m a grown adult,” George chimes in. He’s so sick of being babied by the people around him.

“But you haven’t always been one. I met you when you were 18, really got to know you as our reserve when you were 20.”

“But back then— wait, back then?” George looks at him disbelievingly.

“Yes, even back then. As I said, I felt terrible about it. I knew what everyone would say, that I’m a cradle snatcher. And I knew what you deserved — a chance to make it in F1 without anyone insinuating I had anything to do with it.”

Lewis’ eyes have turned incredibly soft since they’ve started this talk, unlike any other time George has been witness to. He moves from the other side of the sofa to kneel right by him.

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you. Please trust me when I say keeping away from you has been so. freaking. hard. But it was the only way I knew how to deal with the situation.”

George still isn’t entirely sure he believes him, isn’t sure his mind isn’t just playing tricks on him, or that it isn’t just the team forcing Lewis to come up with all this to retain a favourable relationship between the two soon-to-be-teammates.

His doubt must show on his face as Lewis continues his speech, “I’m willing to do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness. I understand now that the way I’ve gone about things was stupid.”

He shuffles even closer to him, their faces separated only by a few centimetres.

“Will you let me try?”

It will take more than one sweet-talk, but as Lewis’ lips connect with his own, he can feel a weight lifting off his shoulders and a seed of hope begins to grow in his heart.

oh why is this so cute?💕

Why aren't you running?

and when i punch them both in the face then what🤨

Oscar polite cat-ing

Photo of the year, ladies and gents

If I had a nickel for every time Carlos tried to get Charles to strip on camera... Well, I'd have two nickels, but it's weird that it happened twice. (x) (x)

insane behavior if you ask me

what did Carlos report to Charles' gf...?

“i know you too well” extended cut😵‍💫

F1 Team history in visual form

More about teams in my 2024 season guide:)

JEALOUSY

Charles had never experienced jealousy. When you were Charles Leclerc, there were very few things you had a reason to be jealous of. Don’t get me wrong, he had his fair share of tragedies. But when it came to petty jealousy, he was kind of immune.

He had the prettiest girls, the best clothes, the best cars, the best team.

He had the prettiest girls, the best clothes, the best cars, the best team.

So it takes him a moment to realize what that burning feeling in his chest stands for.

It happens, for example, when Carlos is holding Lando's hand AND looking at him for what feels like an eternity in the hallway before the sprint. And this strange feeling makes him uncomfortable and angry, so he tries to intervene. And he does it in the stupidest way possible.

He puts his hand on their handshake. Because he's getting angrier by the second.

He just wants them to stop touching.

Of course, there are cameras capturing his stupid move.

He doesn't really know why he did it.

 He's known for a very long time that Carlos and Lando are really good friends, it never bothered him more than that. But lately they seemed to have some kind of renewed spark, giggling and hugging on the podium.

Even though Carlos said they're his two favorite teammates.

It still bothers him.

 Yeah, right. It's the fourth year, Carlos, and we've been laughing every damn day, why can't you say I'm your favorite teammate?

Maybe something changed last week in Monaco. In fact, if Charles is honest with himself, he knows exactly what ignited a little fireball in his belly. It was right after the Monte Carlo Masters final. He was talking to George and Carmen in the VIP hospitality area. George was a good friend of Lando's. Of course, because Lando was so charming. Lando sitting with a pretty blonde across the court. And George, always the first with gossip, smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"So, he’s back to girls...," Carmen laughs as if she perfectly understands what it means. And Charles frowns.

"What do you mean?"

"You know," answers George, moving his face in a suggestive way.

"Mmh, ah yeah," answers Charles, who really DOESN’T know but can’t really imagine anything besides one thing. Is Lando bi ?

He can’t keep this idea out of his head. So one night in Shanghai, while he and Carlos are sat on boxes outside the Ferrari garage, softly chit-chatting and the dusk is wrapping them in blue and purple and the frogs are starting to wake up, he tries to bring up the subject as casually as he can.

He first pushes the direction of the conversation towards the tournament.

"Weren’t you a bit disappointed? I think the semi-finals were more interesting matches."

Carlos answers and says it’s okay, but what he’d really like to do is go to Roland Garros. Watch Nadal's final game. Shit. Charles prompts again, redirecting.

"Were you with Lando?"

"No, he was with a girl." Jackpooot. He switches with what he hopes is the most casual tone he could adopt.

"Oh yeah, it’s true... by the way, ahah, George told me he was surprised because… well, he said Lando used to… date boys."

"Ah, George, such a nosy bitch," Carlos says, looking at his phone without bothering to respond any further.

Charles bites his lip. He wants his answer. He NEEDS his answer to ease the ball of fire he feels growing in his chest. Charles doesn’t know how to be subtle.

"So, Lando is bi?" he blushes because really, it’s nowhere near subtle.

"Why do you care?" asks Carlos, suddenly looking at him intensely.

Charles falters, luckily, the night is fully set upon them because his face might be close to crimson, and he blurts out the first excuse he can think of.

"A gay friend of mine has a crush on him."

He never panicked so hard, it’s weird, he’s usually a chill dude. But his heart is at the edge of his lips. A wave of heat floods him, and his breath shortens.

"Who?" Carlos asks, frowning. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

"You don’t know him. From Monaco." He clings to this thread. Fortunately, his overheated mind found this excuse because Charles has no friends who know Lando and that Carlos doesn’t know, and if Carlos had realized that, it would have made the rest of the conversation very uncomfortable.

Luckily, after what feels like suffocating seconds, Carlos lets it go with a grunt and shakes his shoulders.

"Yeah, he is… well, if you consider showing up with a girl once every blue moon, being bi."

SO LANDO IS GAY???

He feels that sting, that crazy sting clouding his mind, making him act like a foolish fool and he watches himself open his mouth again to utter, "Oh...I didn’t know, if you knew."

"Ha…," scoffs Carlos, shaking his head, letting his eyes gaze into the faraway... "oh believe me, I know."

Charles knows he should shut the fuck up. But he can't because this sentence alone and the tone with which Carlos said it, stir up a thousand more questions. He should leave before it's too late. He’s already asked too much.

He isn’t close enough with Lando to keep pushing, for his curiosity to make sense.

But nonetheless he asks.

"How did you find out?"

"Mmh… " Carlos looks at him a bit surprised by his questions. Usually Charles isn't the kind to ask personal questions. "I’m not really comfortable sharing his personal stuff, Charles."

The "Charles" should be his cue to fucking stop pushing. Because Carlos said it in a way that doesn’t offer contradiction.

But he is stupid. He is the most stupid man to ever exist. So he fakes a laugh.

"Come on, Cahrlos, tell me, I’m your favorite teammate " He tries to be playful, but he so desperately needs to know that it must be really obvious in his tone. He feels cringe and shameful and immature and he wants to burry himself into the ground.

But he also wants the answer.

"Why," laughs Carlos, "your friend wants to know?"

And Charles backs down. He isn't brave enough.

"You’re right, I shouldn’t gossip like that, damn George really rubs off on me."

They keep chatting about tennis. He tries to focus on Carlos deep voice to avoid getting lost on thoughts about Lando.

But that night, as he lies in bed, the overthinking starts.

He keeps replaying the conversation, trying to extract from it every bit of info he can.

"Oh yes, believe me I know" - why this tone, why this almost tragic tone, melancholic.

Ideas start to swirl.

Did Carlos stumble upon Lando being with a boy? Did Lando make a move on Carlos? Did Carlos make a move on him? Could Carlos have done something with… no, no, no, Charles, come back to your senses.

He lies awake.

The little ball of fire starts swelling in his chest at the thought of Lando being near Carlos.

But that’s stupid.

Because Carlos is straight.

And Carlos is only friend with Lando.

He is.

Is he?

Isn’t it weird though how close and touchy they are?

Well, Carlos is a touchy guy.

But especially with Lando.

And him.

No, but it’s not the same.

Charles is straight.

Maybe after an exhausting sim session back when they were teammates he and Lando could have…

NO !

Carlos is straight.

S t r a i g h t.

But maybe he tried.

Or maybe one day he will.

Lando is not ugly.

Not as pretty as Charles, but…

Charles shakes his head.

C’mon, is he really judging other drivers’ looks now?

But then, the weekend happens and he notices Carlos staying glued to Teto.

And Carlos makes a joke about Teto being his WAG on Instagram.

Carlos is way too comfortable with every other boy around.

Charles tries to reassures himself about what ? he doesn't know.

He says to himself that it’s okay.

Because there is no one else’s waist Carlos puts his hand on while he walks.

And it was a real close hug during the shell event. No ?

What?

Jesus Christ, Charles, get your shit together. He’d really like to take some time to acknowledge what the fuck is going on inside his mind. What are his feelings for Carlos, does he really have a crush on him. That would be a very bad idea. And he is straight. As Carlos. Supposedly.

Anyway, he can’t because 90% of his brain is focused on the race and the ten other % are literally occupied by… okay, he wanted to call that rage ? But it’s that burning itch making him want to punch every man too close to Carlos. Making him want to act like an imbecile just so Carlos would look at him.

It takes up too much space in his mind to let anything else in. He scooches alongside the Spaniard anytime he can. He develops weird strategies to be sure he’s next to him during the parade.

He keeps an eye on Lando at all times. He scrolls down Teto’s Instagram and re-watches the Don’t Blink on YouTube. Clenching his teeth at the winter one. Carlos lifting him like that, like a feather.

Teto acting exactly like a wag, getting along with Sainz Sr, sitting near Carlos in restaurants,

Teto, who is actually very pretty. Shiny golden hair. Big eyes.

When Charles sees him leaning against a railing above one of the numerous ponds of the Shanghai paddock, he has the urge to throw him overboard.

Maybe a crocodile could eat him. Are there crocodiles in Shanghai ?

That way, he would never again hold Carlos’s shoulder while laughing.

Then the weekend is over.

He looks through the window of the plane. Today he flies back to Monaco. He has been a nightmare to deal with, yelling at everybody. He feels restless and irritated.

Yet the weekend has been good. Everything ran smoothly. Carlos had even congratulated him for the third place, gave him a hug. But after, at the corner of his eyes, he had seen him hugging Lando, holding him by the neck. Diving into one of their secret conversations.

And just a few hours later. He had heard they were flying back together on the same plane.

TOWARDS MONACO.

He goes to Monaco too!!! He is Monegasque! Why can’t Carlos ask him to fly with HIM? Why Lando? Always Lando! Insufferable, childish, giggly, never-won-a-race Lando!

HE is il predestinato, HE is Ferrari’s sacred child! He is nice, and every girl are at his feet.

He slides a hand over his face. He feels like he's going crazy. What is this fury burning in his chest for days?

But he doesn’t need to think about it for long.

It’s pretty obvious.

It is well…

Jealousy.

Presenting all the times Carlos "i didn't see him" Sainz and Oscar "like I didn't exist" Piastri drove each other crazy on track

last clip from @otterpiastri and thanks to @eightyones for bringing up the cota sprint collision (which i had forgotten to add earlier)!

okay FINE i will get into brocedes, please recommend me your fave fics

the three fandom greats are:

Kellogg's Frosties and video games where nico comes back to racing and is lewis' teammate for the 2022 season

and

the art of saying goodbye by lost_decade who is THE brocedes writer

and

sing myself a lullaby by kaytheologie, a 46k canon compliant non linear retelling upto 2022 and it's a/b/o

adding a FOURTH fandom great

on the faultline by limabina which is a gorgeous 47k brocedes canon, with 2023 reconciliation. references so much of what happened irl down to nitty gritty details. abaolutely gorgeous fic

then here is some required reading fic recs (the monaco fic is one of my favourite fics of all time in fandom. perfect characterization. also the one where nico goes to university... I think of her constantly.)

oh oh also this the trajectory of Trojan asteroids by redpaint !!! where Nico on a bezos like mission goes to space and records messages to lewis and it hurts me so exquisitely

dirty valentine series by sionisjuane is THE 2023 brocedes reconciliation but also SO THEM. she just gets the dynamic like no other. also recc all her other brocede seals

and here are fics recs specifically based on reconciliation (the two lists might have some overlap)

lost_decade's entire catalogue. like just go thru it.

and c's reccs !!

Charles plays in the Fight Aids Cup charity football match at Monaco's Stade Louis II stadium | Jan 2024