astars-things

[astars-things]

i love your fics so muchhh!! 🤍 you are my absolute favorite writer of all time and there is not a single day i don’t come back to your account and read through your fics :)

Thank you so much 🤍 Sending you a virtual hug 🫂

[astars-things]

Hello,

I’m sad to say this but I’m stepping away from writing until December, I have one fic scheduled and than that’s it. I’m stepping away for my mental state. I love you all and I hope you’re all still here when I get back

Much love astar

[astars-things]

Not sure if you’ve done this before, but would you ever write maybe Hughes sister being hit on either in front of Lando or in front of Lando and the siblings? Maybe it could be someone famous that she’s had a crush on in the past. So she’s like freaking out blushing, and Lando is jealous. 

summary- Y/n Hughes gets hit on by a hockey player she used to have a crush on and she's like freaking out blushing, and Lando is jealous.

-----

Back in 2019, when you attended Umich, you told yourself not to get involved with any guys and just focus on your degree, and at first, it was going well until Thomas Bordeleau came along in 2020. 

To help get experience, you ran the Umich hockey team's social media, and that's when one thing led to another, and you found yourself sneaking into his hotel and or dorm room more times than you would like to admit 

It was just hook-ups, no strings attached. When Luke joined Umich in 2021, you decided to put a stop to hooking up with Bords because you knew the drama that would come with hooking up with your little brother's teammate. But soon you fell back into your old ways.  

Soon, Bords left for the NHL, and you got a job at McLaren and fell in love with Lando. You hadn't talked or seen him since, and honestly, he left your mind he was like a faded memory. 

Present day 

When Luke brought up the idea of you shooting content for the Team 100 reunion you didn't think much about it, you missed most of the guys they were your best friends. 

"Y/n make sure you get my good side" Luke muttered from the back seat as Lando parked the car "Thats going to be hard when you don't have one" you joked grabbing your camera out and your lanyard placing it around your neck. 

You grabbed Landos hand and made your way into the arena "Fuck its cold" Lando joked when he opened the door to yost, "Yeah babe its an ice hockey arena not monaco" you smiled placing a kiss to Landos cheek 

"Y/n" You heard Ethan call out  running towards you, you were close to the 21-22 freshman because of Luke, you helped most of them with their washing, homework and sometimes with their girl problems "Eddy" you called out opening your arms for him, ethan pulled you into a tight hug  

"Oh my god y/n is that a boy" Nolan and Nick said as the rest of the group walked over, your eyes met with Bords and suddenly all the memories came flooding back "Ye- yeah this Lando, his is a F1 driver but he has been my boyfriend for the past two years" You muttered Lando bringing you to his side 

You weren’t prepared for him.

Thomas Bordeleau stood there in his puffer jacket and Team 100 hoodie like it hadn’t been years since you last saw him, like he hadn’t once grinned and said “you up?” at 1 a.m. like it was the most casual thing in the world. His hair was a little shorter now, jawline sharper but that same smug twinkle lived in his eyes.

“Hey,” Bords said, smiling like no time had passed. “Still the prettiest camera girl in the rink.”

Your stomach dropped. You laughed too loudly face heating up instantly as your brain short-circuited. “Oh my god,” you muttered under your breath, eyes darting away like they might find a fire escape. Play it cool, play it cool, you chanted internally. But your face was already on fire, and it did not go unnoticed.

Lando’s head turned slowly toward you, his hand still on your waist. “Camera girl?” he repeated, a dry edge to his voice. You elbowed him gently, trying to play it off. “It’s just a nickname from forever ago.”

Bords’s grin widened. “Not that long ago.” Lando’s grip tightened, just slightly. You could practically feel his jealousy buzzing like static.

“So,” Bords continued, eyes flicking between you and Lando, “what’s it like dating a race car driver? That’s a little different from college hockey boys.” You fumbled with your lanyard, blinking way too fast. “Uh yeah, it’s fast-paced,” you mumbled.

Lando tilted his head toward Bords, one brow raised. “And what do you do now?” he asked, tone light but his jaw ticked slightly.

“Play for San jose sharks,” Bords said casually. “So, still skating around. Just with bigger paychecks.”

You forced a smile, trying to break the tension. “You can take the boy out of Yost, but ” “But you can’t take the cockiness out of him,” Nolan finished with a laugh. Lando gave a small, forced chuckle. “Yeah, seems like it.”

The group slowly drifted toward the locker room, but Bords lingered, leaning a little too close as you fumbled with your camera settings. “You still blush the same,” he said under his breath.

You froze. Lando clearly heard it too.

Your brain short-circuited again. “I it’s just cold,” you stammered, cheeks now glowing redder than a stoplight. Lando stepped between you and Bords so smoothly you almost missed it. “Hey babe, didn’t you say you needed help with your lens?” he asked, picking up your camera without waiting for a reply.

You nodded dumbly. “Uh, yeah, it’s uh, weird lighting.”  Bords raised his hands in mock surrender. “All good. I’m sure you’re in good hands.” He winked and strolled off toward the others.

The moment he was out of earshot, Lando turned to you, unimpressed. “Camera girl?” he repeated. You groaned, burying your face in his chest. “Don’t.”

“You blushed.” Lando groaned  “I panicked! He caught me off guard!” you let out  “Oh, he caught you, alright,” Lando muttered, glancing in Bords’s direction. You poked his ribs. “You’re jealous.”

Lando looked down at you, eyes narrowed in mock offense. “Of a guy who called you camera girl and said you still blush the same? Absolutely I’m jealous.” You pouted. “It meant nothing. He’s just Bords.” Lando raised a brow. “Just Bords?”

You reached up and gently cupped his jaw. “You’re Lando. My Lando. And you win by like, a million miles.” That got a small smirk out of him. “I do have podium experience.” You leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Exactly. Now help me shoot some cute content of Luke being a menace.”

[astars-things]

Lack of sleep

summary- Y/n is really moody and refusing sleep and Jack is stressed trying to get her to sleep 

reader is 3 

-----

When Y/n threw herself to the floor for the third time today, Jack had had enough of this. His eyebrows knotted in frustration and pure exhaustion. The clock on the wall struck 9:30 p.m., well past her usual bedtime, and Jack could already feel the stress creeping up his neck and into his shoulder muscles. His daughter was a force to be reckoned with, tiny but mighty, and tonight she was putting up a battle that Jack hadn’t expected.

"Y/n, please." His voice was firm but gentle, a softness creeping in despite his frayed patience. "It’s bedtime, bug. We need to go to sleep now."

Y/n crossed her arms and pouted up at him from her spot on the carpet. "No!" she said in a small voice that seemed much more powerful than her age should allow. "Not sleepy!" 

Jack sighed. There were nights when putting her to bed was a smooth process, a story, a cuddle, a few minutes under her glow-in-the-dark stars, but tonight seemed destined to be a showdown.

He knelt down beside her. “Bug, you’re tired. I know you are. Your little body needs rest to grow strong and healthy.” His tone was a mixture of patience and pure pleading.

Y/n remained firm, shaking her head. “No, no, no!”

For a moment, Jack pressed his lips together and tried to stay calm. Parenting a strong-willed 3-year-old on his own was tough, tough when you’d gotten a full night’s rest, nearly impossible when you hadn’t. His schedule with the NHL was hectic enough, adding midnight battles with a moody toddler made it nearly overwhelming.

He stood up, walked into the kitchen, and filled her favorite sippy cup with warm milk. “Bug, please.” His voice was quieter now, less frustrated and more weary. “Have some milk. It might help you feel sleepy.”

Y/n remained sitting on the floor, ignoring him. Her bottom lip trembled in a dramatic pout, adding a touch of tragedy to her already-stubborn demeanor.

Jack pressed his forehead against the fridge briefly, closing his eyes and counting to ten. He turned back toward her. “Okay.” His tone was softer now. “How about we read a story first, then you drink your milk, then we try to sleep. Will that be okay?”

For a moment, silence fell in the small, dimly lit apartment, a peace Jack hadn’t felt all evening. His proposal seemed reasonable enough, a small compromise in a battle of will.

Y/n nodded reluctantly, a tiny “Okay” slipping past her lips.

Relieved, Jack crossed back into the living room, knelt beside her once more, and held out his hand. “Let's find your favorite book.”

Y/n placed her small hand in his and walked with him back to her bedroom. There were traces of their routines all around, stuffed animals tucked against pillows, a stack of picture books on the small shelf by her mattress. Jack chose “Goodnight Moon”, a classic, and settled into the small reading nook, pulling her into his lap.

He turned page after page in a soft voice, letting the rhythm of the story ease her. Her restless movements grew slower, her body growing heavy against him.

When the story finished, Jack pressed a kiss to the top of her head and handed her the sippy cup of warm milk. Naturally, her small hands pressed against it, and she started to sip quietly.

Jack remained there, holding her, letting her find peace in her own time. His own stress seemed to ease with each small sip and deepening breath. Whatever doubts and overwhelm he felt just minutes earlier seemed distant now, replaced by the simple peace of having his little girl close, comfortable, and safely on her way toward sleep.

As her grip grew weak and her eyelashes fell, Jack whispered, “I love you, bug… more than anything in this world.”

He pressed another soft kiss to her forehead and tucked her in under her blanket, letting silence, peace, and love do the rest.

[astars-things]

Y/n Hughes key information

So I realized I have never done a back story for Y/n Hughes x Lando Norris, so here is some key information 

- Touched briefly in the fic (rookie driver), but y/n does not have a license to drive  

- Y/n went to the UMich in 2019 to do a Bachelor's degree in communications and marketing. 

-  Y/n did most of the videos for the Umich Hockey team to get some experience 

- In 2021, she graduated 

- In 2022, she applied for a position with McLaren and got accepted

- In early 2023, Lando and Y/n started talking and really got to know each other  

- In Late 2023, Lando asked Y/n to be his girlfriend 

- 6 months in, they made their relationship public (Instagram official) 

(please comment or send in if you want stories on any of these) 

[astars-things]

Lake house

Quinn Hughes x reader

Lake House summary- Quinn Hughes takes you to the Lake house for the first time, and Luke mentions a girl that Quinn brought last year, which cause you and Quinn to have a fight 

-----

The lake house is even more beautiful than Quinn described.

Tucked between dense trees and lapping blue water, it looks like something out of a movie. The kind where summer feels like forever and love is easy and golden. You step out of the car, stretching your legs, heart fluttering in your chest. You’re trying to play it cool, but this is big. Meeting his brothers here, staying under the same roof, spending a whole weekend together it feels intimate, like a milestone in your relationship.

Quinn grabs your overnight bag from the trunk and bumps his shoulder into yours as he walks past. "Stop overthinking. They’re gonna love you,"  he says, like he can read your mind.

You offer a smile that’s half nerves, half gratitude.

Inside, the house smells like cedar and sunscreen. There’s a chorus of voices echoing from the kitchen, and before you can fully step in, Luke barrels around the corner.

"Quinn!" he shouts, pulling him into a hug, and then turns to you with a grin. And this must be the famous Y/n. Wow, you’re real."  You laugh awkwardly, accepting the quick hug he pulls you into. "You’re taller than I expected,"  you joke, and Luke snorts.

"I get that a lot."  From the kitchen, Jack appears with a beer in hand, tossing Quinn one and waving at you with the other. "Welcome to the chaos," he says. "You hungry? We’ve got burgers, dogs, and the last two slices of pizza Luke insists aren’t expired." 

The afternoon rolls into evening laughter, old stories, teasing that includes Quinn getting mocked for everything from his music taste to his inability to properly light the grill. But it’s warm and lighthearted. You settle into it easily. Quinn stays close to you, his hand on your lower back or laced through your fingers, checking in with soft looks that make your heart flutter.

Later, when the sun is starting to dip and the group heads down to the dock to watch the sky fade, you find yourself seated between Luke and Quinn, your feet dangling just above the water. Luke kicks his feet and nudges Quinn. "Weird seeing you all boyfriendy, bro. Thought you peaked with that girl from last year." 

You freeze.

Quinn goes still beside you. You blink slowly, heart thudding. "Girl from last year?" You question, Luke looks between you two, completely oblivious. "Oh uh, yeah. Didn’t he tell you? He brought someone last summer. Can’t remember her name. She didn’t last long." 

"Luke," Quinn warns sharply, but it’s too late.

You laugh, but there’s no humor in it. "No. He didn’t tell me."  Luke’s face drops. "Crap. I didn’t Quinn, man, I didn’t know."  You stand slowly. "I’m gonna go lie down for a bit. Long drive." 

"Y/n" Quinn starts, but you wave him off and walk back toward the house, trying to keep your pace calm even though your chest is twisting with something hot and uncomfortable.

The guest room feels too small when you shut the door behind you. You sit on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. It shouldn’t matter. Everyone has a past. You know that. But something about thisthe lake house, his family, the intimacy of it, makes it different. Makes it feel… less special.

You hear a soft knock at the door a few minutes later. "It’s me," Quinn says quietly. You don’t answer, but he opens it anyway, stepping in and closing it behind him. He looks like he’s been running through a storm even though the sky outside is clear.

"I should’ve told you," he says, voice gentle. You don’t look at him. "Why didn’t you?" 

He exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. "Because it didn’t matter. It wasn’t serious. I barely even remember her last name." 

"That’s not the point." you say rubbing your face with your hands  He flinches. "Then what is?" 

You finally meet his eyes. "You brought someone here. To your family’s lake house. That’s not nothing, Quinn. That’s the kind of thing that means something. And you didn’t even think I’d care?" He takes a few steps closer. "I get it now. I do. But it wasn’t the same. That was… I don’t even know why I brought her. It was a mistake."  You cross your arms. "And what about me? Am I another mistake?"

His face falls. "Don’t say that" You look away again. "I just wish you’d told me. I don’t want to feel like I’m filling someone else’s space."  He crouches in front of you, gently taking your hands in his.

"You’re not," he says. "Y/n, you’re the reason I wanted to come back this year. You’re the one I wanted to bring. You’re not a placeholder. You’re it."

You search his face, your hurt still sitting heavy in your chest. But there’s no defensiveness in his eyes now only sincerity. His thumb brushes over your knuckles.

"I should’ve told you," he repeats. "And I’m sorry I didn’t. I never meant to make you feel like this wasn’t real. Because it is. It’s the most real thing I’ve had in a long time."  You inhale slowly, your heart finally starting to loosen its grip. "I didn’t want to fight," you whisper.

"I know. Me either." Quinn said placing a kiss to the back of hand  You squeeze his hand. "Next time, just… don’t let me find stuff out like that from Luke, okay?"  He nods. "Deal. And also remind me to kill Luke later."

That finally pulls a small laugh from you.

[astars-things]

5 moments of British vs Australian 

Lando Norris x Australian!reader 

I'm not from Australia, so sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings. If you are hurt by this story, please send me a dm and I will change it 🫶

1. Language barrier 

You pushed open the door to Lando's streaming room, barefoot, mildly annoyed, and definitely not thinking about his thousands of Twitch viewers. "Babe, where are my thongs?" you asked 

Lando looked up from his monitor, slightly startled, headset still clamped over his ears. He glanced at the chat before smiling. "One, I'm streaming, so come say hi properly," he says into his mic with a grin. 

"And two, wouldn't they be in your drawer?" You squinted at him, confused. "No, those are my G-strings. I'm talking about my shoes." He choked on his drink. "Wait, what? Thongs are underwear!"

You roll your eyes, grabbing one of his hats off the wall and tossing it at him. "You Brits are so dramatic. I was looking for my shoes, not trying to start an OnlyFans. And also, you have had two Australian teammates. I thought by now you would understand" He starts laughing so hard he leans back in his chair, clutching his stomach, his audience in absolute chaos over the whole exchange.

You flip him off as you walk away, He's still grinning hours later.

2. The two Aussie and Lando 

Lando loved to bring you to races, having you there to cheer him on was his favorite part except for when you would team up with Oscar, You'd known him before Lando, grew up two suburbs apart, and your shared love of Aussie slang made paddock weekends feel like home. Lando, however? He looked like a lost puppy. 

Anytime Lando was near the two of you he would almost have a brain sprain trying to figure out what you both were talking about 

Lando sat next to you on his phone scrolling through instagram not really paying attention until he heard "oh god, I went to the servo in Monaco and they sell the Big M choccy milk I almost cried" You said excited that you found your Australian chocolate milk, 

"No way! They've got Big M?" Oscar grinned before continuing on "Are you trying to get on the piss during summer break?" Oscar questioned 

"Hold up what?!" Lando questioned you and Oscar both blink at him. Lando throws up a hand. "Servo? Choccy milk? Get on the piss? do you Australian just have your own language or some shit?  You and Oscar starting laughing watching as Lando tried figuring it all out. "Servo is gas station. Choccy milk is,well, chocolate milk. And 'on the piss' means drinking." You explained 

Oscar adds, "Mate, if you're gonna keep dating her, you've gotta learn the lingo." Lando groans dramatically. "At this point, I need subtitles." You kiss his cheek and whisper, "Don't worry, love. We'll get you a dictionary." 

3. The Australian Translator 

Lando thought it would a good idea for you to join him in todays stream "Alright, chat" Lando says clapping his hands together "We've got Y/n here, and she is from Australia so I'm going to give her some words and she is going to Australian translate them" the chat went crazy some sending in words and some saying 'aussie take over' 

"okay y/n first word is Afternoon" "Oh thats easy arvo" you shoot back immediately. You grinned looking at all the Australians in the chat, you looked at the time on your phone before turning it over "To all the Australian watching this that is dedication" Lando looked at you confused "It would be around midnight for most of them" You add placing a kiss to Landos cheek 

"You next word is u turn" Chat had been spamming this into the chat "Oh chuck a u-ey" you say casually "can you please use that in a sentence babe" Lando asked "Shit you missed the turn mate just chuck a u-ey" You sat there looking at Lando confused as he was nearly on the floor dying with laughter 

4. Fairy bread 

Lando had invited you to a Quadrant video shoot where they were playing a eating game, you sat off to the side on a beanbag watching them eat some weird foods from around the world, because thats content? "hey babe" Lando called over his shoulder between bites, "what's fairy bread?"

You blinked. "Wait, what?" He held up a plate with a single slice of white bread on it, still wrapped in cling film with an Australian Flag on it. "The fact that fairy bread is on the weird food category, I think all Australians watching this video would be offended" you let out a gasp Lando gave a sheepish grin, and Max perked up from across the table. "Fairy what now?"

"Oh my god," you muttered, already getting up from the beanbag, "I have to fix this." You made your way over to the table like you were on a mission, pushing past empty plates and half-eaten bites of whatever the hell the last dish was. You grabbed a fresh loaf of white bread, a tub of butter, and a container of rainbow sprinkles like a seasoned pro.

 Once you finished cutting it up into triangles because it tastes better that way, you handed the bits of bread with butter and sprinkles on it to everyone and stepping back to watching there reactions 

"Holy shit" Max let out mid chew "Jon is going to hate me" Lando said taking another bite Lando looked like he was in heaven, you knew he would be asking you to make this all the time for him now. 

5.  The spider 

"Babe help" Lando yelled from the bedroom his voice sharp with panic. You rolled your eyes, still half-asleep as you stirred your coffee. "What now?" you called back, already preparing yourself for something ridiculous, maybe he lost his hoodie again, or his PlayStation controller was 'missing' under the bed.

"Spider!" he shouted like it was code red. You blinked. "A what?" 

"A huge one! It’s on the wall, watching me like it’s about to lunge!" You padded toward the bedroom with your coffee in hand, raising a brow. "Alright, let me see this demon." 

Lando was standing on the bed, pointing like he was on the front lines of war. "Right there! Above the dresser! It's massive!"  You peeked over and, yep, decent size. Not quite the horror-movie huntsman he was imagining, but definitely a good ol’ Aussie household spider.

"Oh hell no," you said immediately, taking a step back. "I’m not dealing with that."

Lando’s jaw dropped. "You’re Australian! This is supposed to be your thing! Isn’t it, like, in your DNA to karate chop spiders?"  You sipped your coffee casually. "Bub, we don’t all come out of the womb with a spider-slaying license." 

"But you’ve got, like, drop bears and snakes and crocodiles, how is this the thing that freaks you out?" Lando asked his eyes not leaving the spider  "Because," you pointed at the spider dramatically, "that thing has too many eyes and too many legs, and I refuse to engage."

Lando groaned. "This is betrayal. I was relying on your Aussie instincts." You placed your coffee down and shrugged. "You wanted to live the Aussie life, right? This is it. Shared trauma and a spider staring into your soul while you pretend it’s not there." 

He threw a pillow at you. "This is not what I signed up for." 

Laughing, you grabbed your phone. "Alright, alright. I’ll call my mom. She knows how to handle these bastards."  "You’re going to call your mom?!" Lando said in disbelief  "I’m not dying before Christmas, Lando." You sighed with you phone pressed against your ear 

please reblog, like and comment 🫶

[astars-things]

Fics I should post

Jealous summary- Y/n Hughes gets hit on by a hockey player she used to have a crush on and she’s like freaking out blushing, and Lando is jealous.

Lack of sleep summary- Y/n is really moody and refusing sleep and Jack is stressed trying to get her to sleep

Uncle lukey to the rescue summary- Luke takes care of a sick y/n while Jack is out

Texts pt 2 summary- texts Y/n would send to her dad Jack

twin Moments pt 2 summary - More times when Y/n and Jack were in sync and it freaks Lando out

Lando being a wag summary- a SMAU where Lando shows off his girlfriend to the world

Lake House summary- Quinn Hughes takes you to the Lake house for the first time and Luke mentions a girl that quinn brought last year which cause you and quinn to have a fight

stream summary- Lando is streaming with Max (F) and y/n can be heard in the background and so the stream wants her to join and its a mix of angst and fluff

Background story summary - How y/n started dating Lando Norris and how she became a social media person for McLaren

ONLY PICK OTHER IF YOU'RE GOING TO SEND IN REQUESTS

[astars-things]

Thank you,

Thank you everyone who has ever liked, commented, reblogged, followed and or sent in requests! You all mean the world to me and I’m grateful for everything! I would just like to say that from the 31st of June all my post will be scheduled and I will not be active…due to personal reasons. So from now until the 31st of June my inbox will be open for all requests and fics will be queued up until hopefully December when I will be back.

Love Astar 🫶🏻

[astars-things]

I feel like Jack and shy!daughter would have a code word or smth for when she gets overwhelmed and just needs some comfort or some space

Yess, I feel like she would just tug on jacks shirt or pant leg and Jack would instantly scoop her up and comfort her

[astars-things]

Hii here is the idea from the hate and comfort fic: I was thinking that maybe the reader could go to a Grand Prix and meet some fans who give her things like friendship bracelets and gifts. Landon would be really happy about it. Then, Landon wins the race and kisses her in front of everyone."

Lando Norris x quadrant athlete!reader

 1.4k words 

You were nervous, this was your first paddock experience since going public with Lando and being announced as a quadrant athlete. Your job felt more like a breeze than walking into the paddock. You had finished the Australia leg of the Nitro Circus tour and had a month off before continuing. 

Lando had practically begged you to join him for a few races. "Just Imola, Monaco, and Spain," he’d said. "Then go see your family before the next leg of your tour. Please?" So here you were, in Italy. You landed late, 2 a.m. to be exact, and slept all of four hours before the morning chaos began. Lando, annoyingly chipper despite the hour, handed you an energy drink and hopped into the shower. 

You wore a pair of black ripped jeans, a quadrant t-shirt that you cut to make it into a crop top, with a pair of custom papaya airforces and one of Landos bucket hats. You stood in front of the hotel mirror, questioning your outfit. Most wags would be wearing heels and expensive dresses, not ripped jeans and bucket hats.

Lando knew from the way you were standing in front of the mirror that your mind was spiralling, Lando walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist behind you, pausing your overthinking "Babe, you look good, you look like you" Lando cooed in your ear placing a kiss to your cheek. 

You sighed, leaning back into his chest. "You sure I’m not about to get roasted online for looking like a skater kid who took a wrong turn?" You questioned, Lando chuckled. "That’s exactly why people love you." 

----

Walking into the paddock, you clung to Lando’s hand. Your heart beat against your ribs, eyes darting behind your oversized sunglasses. The cameras clicked instantly. Flashes. Shutters. Lando gave the occasional wave or nod. You kept your head high, remembering his words

Not even 5 minutes into the paddock you heard your name being yelled from a group of teenage girls, you thought maybe they were trying to get your attention for Lando, so you gently squeezed his hand so his attention was on you 

"Hey bub I think those fans want you" You whispered nodding your head over to the group of girls who were calling out for you, Lando took your hand and pulled you closer to the group Lando grinned. "Nope. Pretty sure they’re yelling for you, superstar." You blinked. The girls, four of them, all in various shades of Quadrant merch, were waving, phones in hand, one even holding up a sign that said "Y/N IS OUR RIDE OR DIE "

You turned to Lando. "Okay, what the hell?" He laughed, dropping a quick kiss to your temple. "Told you. People love you." You gave him a look that screamed help me, but Lando was already nudging you gently forward. "Go on. I’ll hold your drink." So you walked over to the barricade, nerves knotting in your stomach, but the moment you reached them, the energy shifted completely.

"Oh my god, Y/n!" one of them squealed. "You actually came!" "You’re so much cooler than the other WAGs," another added. "Like, you do flips for fun. Who even does that?" "I watch your Nitro vlogs religiously," the third said, shoving a small box into your hands. "We made you stuff!"

You opened the box and nearly choked up. Inside were four handmade friendship bracelets, each themed after your content, one had tiny bike charms, another had little papaya beads, the third spelled out QUAD SQUAD, and the last one had your name and a tiny helmet charm.

"This is... insane," you said, slipping the first bracelet on immediately. "Thank you." you said trying to hide your glossy eyes, You got handed a black sharpie and did your signature on their things  "Can we take a photo with you?" one of the girls asked. You blinked. "Oh, yeah! Of course!"

The girls instinctively turned to Lando, shoving their phones toward him. "Can you take it for us?" He barked out a laugh. "Wow. Okay. Reduced to Instagram boyfriend already." You blew him a kiss while sliding into the center of the group.

"Make sure I’m in focus, Babe." You said to Lando acting like he didn't know how to take good photos  "You’re always the main character, love," Lando teased as he snapped a few photos. before handing the phones back, you gave them a wave and a last thank you before walking to Landos drivers room. 

It was FP1 and Lando had told you "you can either stay here and catch up on sleep, or watch me do my thing from the garage or you can walk around the paddock" you chose the third option and set off on your adventure. 

As you made your way around the paddock, you swear you have never heard your name being yelled so many times before, you knew you had fans but not this many. You signed a lot of posters of Lando as people didn't expect you to be here, you took many photos and ended up with many gifts 

"Stealing my fans are we?" Lando teased as you made your way back to his drivers room "Holy shit" Lando eyes widen. "Did you rob a merch stand?" Lando finally saw the amount of gifts you got as you had to recruit two of the comms girls to help you carry everything "Hey bub, Nope. This is all fan stuff. I think I might need to go out and buy another suitcase" you grinned taking in all the love you have been shown and its only day one of the weekend 

One of the comms girls passed you a stack of cards decorated with doodles and sweet notes. "These are adorable," you said, holding them out so Lando could peek. He raised an eyebrow. "One of those better say 'tell Lando we love him too.'" 

You flipped through until you found one with a stick figure labeled "Lando" holding a flower. You held it up triumphantly. "Look! You made the cut."

"Excellent," Lando deadpanned. "I was worried for a second." 

----

Once Lando finished his media duties you both made your way back to the hotel, Lando was sat on the bed now in a pair of sweatpants and no shirt, curls still damp from his post-session shower, and absolutely no business looking that good this tired. You stood at the end of the bed giving Lando a haul of everything you had been given.  

You made two piles one being your gifts and the other Landos "Alright, so this pile’s mine…" you started, stacking most of the gifts neatly to your right. "And this teeny, tiny little sad excuse for a pile, that’s yours." You said pointing to the other plie  "Okay why is my pile so small" Lando pouted, trying to fake being sad, but on the inside he was happy that fans loved you for you 

You shrugged your shoulders before moving your things off the bed and belly flopping on the bed next to Lando "Today has been a day, like holy shit" you breathed out Lando turned to you, propping his head on his hand. 

"You killed it, by the way. Everyone loves you. Including the girl with the ‘Y/n is my ride or die’ sign. She might actually fight me." You laughed into the comforter. "I’d bet on her, honestly." Lando rolled his eyes, then leaned down to press a soft kiss to your temple. 

"next stop, Monaco. Let’s see how many fans you steal from Charles."  You laughed. "Well its good we have an apartment there, might have to move your helmets into storage so i can display these"  Lando raised an eyebrow, feigning offense. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. We do not disrespect the helmets." you grinned, propping yourself up on your elbows, "Fine. We’ll compromise. Your helmet shrine can go in the corner, like a little museum exhibit."

He laughed, full and warm, shaking his head. "Unbelievable. I bend over backwards for you and this is the thanks I get?" You raised an eyebrow. "You’d move them if I asked nicely." Lando didn’t even try to deny it. He just shot you a look that said you know me too well and stayed quiet, because, yeah, you were absolutely right.

Lando pulled you closer to him so that you were now laying on top of him. You laid your head on his chest letting the sound of his heart beat softly thumping putting you straight to sleep. Lando ran his fingers up and down your back, slow and soothing, while the quiet hum of the city outside faded into the background. You mumbled something unintelligible, half-asleep already, and Lando smiled softly, pressing a kiss into your hair. 

please reblog, like and comment 🫶

thank you @star73807-blog for this request I hope it lived up to your expectations

taglist

@mimisweetz

@maialopez23

[astars-things]

LANDO WON THE MONACO GRAND PRIX

[astars-things]

Q&A

I would love to hear your thoughts on any of my AUs'.

☆The bros plus Y/n group chat 

☆Y/n Hughes x Lando Norris 

☆Jack Hughes x shy Daughter!reader

☆Lando Norris x quadrant athlete!reader

So, please send in any questions or thoughts you have, my lovelies

[astars-things]

Twin Moments

Lando Norris x Y/n Hughes

Summary- 4 moments when you and Jack were in sync and it freaks Lando out... Plus a bonus scene 

1.8k words

------

1. The headache saga

Lando was in the living room watching a random show on Netflix when his phone buzzed on the coffee table, the contact reading 'jack 🏒' "Weird," Lando muttered, answering with a yawn.

"Hey, man, what's up?" The line was silent for a moment "Hey, is y/n okay?" Jack asked in a whisper, "Yeah?" Lando replied, voice rising slightly. "Why wouldn't she be?" Lando rubbed his face in confusion "She has a headache, doesn't she?" Lando froze.

In the next room, you were curled up under the covers, the curtains drawn, one of his hoodies pulled over your head. Just twenty minutes earlier, you'd mumbled something about your head pounding and asked him to bring you water and two Advil

"How did you know" Lando asked, phone pressed to his ear, brows furrowed "Dude I was in the kitchen with Luke and my temples started throbbing out of nowhere and I thought, 'Shit, Y/n has a migraine again.' I just wanted to check."

Lando sat there confused. "Lando?" Jack questioned on the other side of the phone "Yeah she does, that's weird as hell man" Jack laughed. "Twin powers. Get used to it."

He hung up before Lando could respond. Lando sat there for a minute processing what just happened. "I swear to God, they're communicating via Bluetooth or something." He muttered to himself 

2.Pizza Cravings

Jack was visiting you and Lando in Monaco since he was out of the playoffs and Lando still had to race so Jack decided to come here. You were sat in Landos' streaming room on the beanbag he had placed in there for you while Jack was out on the balcony talking on the phone with Luke and Lando sat at his gaming set up live on stream

"Lowkey I kinda want (Your favorite) Pizza right now" You thought out loud to nobody in particular, an ad for a pizza place came up on tiktok and now it was all you could think about it wasn't a want anymore it was a need

"We can get it for dinner if you want bub" Lando cooed glancing over his shoulder at you before turning back to his PC, his eyes moving to the chat who was now calling him a softie and a simp

You heard the balcony door open and close, now hearing Jacks' footsteps moving closer to the room you were in, Jack opened the door like he owned the place "Hey" Jack walked in not even looking at Lando or the multiple cameras capturing his entrance. "Are you craving pizza?" Jack asked Lando dropped his hands from his keyboard and turned to face you with his mouth wide opened

"Did you hear her at all?" Lando asked, still in shock, "No? I was on the phone to Luke and suddenly I got a taste of pizza in my mouth." Jack said like it was a normal thing. "Nahh chat send help" Lando said now facing his computer screens you and Jack both were crackling. "You're just mad you're not on the Hughes Twin Frequency." You sass 

"I don't want to be on the frequency," Lando said dramatically. "I want to unsubscribe. Where's the opt-out button?" 

3.Twin telepathy

Lando was sitting at the table on his phone while you and Jack rummage through the cabinets like gremlins in a hunt for snacks. "You ate my beef jerky." you say as you push him out of the way. "No, Lukey did. He was down here eating last night when I came down for water." 

"I swear you two are constantly eating each other's food." Lando tells you two, setting his phone down and going to take a sip of his water. "We are not. It's actually usually Lukey." You both answer in unison.

Lando freezes, setting his cup back down on the table. "Okay... That was freaky." You and Jack finally turn to look at him, mirroring each other's expression, eyebrows raised and a faint smirk. Lando pushes his chair back, scraping it against the floor as he stands up. "Stop it." "What? We always do this." You both speak at the same time again. "That's enough." He tells you, looking terrified. "Do it again and I'm calling an exorcist."

The both of you laugh as Lando runs out of the kitchen. "Good luck with that! The last one didn't do anything!" the both of you look at eachother, silently agreeing to follow him.

You walk into the living room and find Lando hiding behind Quinn. "Make them stop." Quinn laughs as Lando peeks around him. "If you think that was bad, wait until they are actually arguing about something." 

4. The dream 

You woke up gasping for air, the nightmare you just had felt so real. You were laying next too Lando at the lake house, you gently shook him awake "Babe" You barely whispered "Hey, hey whats wrong" Lando asked now fully awake see you with sweat dripping down your forehead and your body shaking 

You didn't have time to explain your dream when Jack ran into the your room, looking exactly like you with sweat running down his face, body shaking and fear in his eyes. Jack squeezed between you and Lando like it was the most normal thing in the world. "What the actual hell" Lando muttered blinking rapidly as Jack made himself comfortable and pulled the covers up like he belonged there. 

Jack wrapped an arm around your shoulder and whispered, "I had the worst dream. Something was chasing you, and I couldn’t get to you in time." Your eyes widened. "That’s what happened in mine."

Lando sat up, speechless. You and Jack exchanged a glance and nodded, silently agreeing not to elaborate. Jack didn’t move. He curled up beside you and pulled your hand into his, like he used to when you both were kids and the nightmares felt too real.  

"Okay um Jack this is our bed" Lando said gesturing between you and himself "You know, mine and Y/ns'? Romantic couple bed?"

Jack didn’t move. He just curled in closer, pulling your hand into his and lacing your fingers together like he had a hundred times before, back when you were kids and night terrors were a regular thing. "I’m not taking up that much space,"  Jack mumbled.

Lando gaped. "You are literally taking up half the mattress. I can feel your knee touching my back." Jack didn’t answer. His breathing was slowing, his panic melting away now that he was next to you.

Lando groaned and flopped back onto the mattress, muttering to himself. "This is fine. Totally normal. Yep. Just me, my girlfriend, and her human twin shadow demon all snuggled up in one bed. No big deal"  "I’m right here, you know," Jack said, eyes closed.

You reached out and grabbed Lando’s hand, intertwining it with your free one across your chest. "You’re fine. You’re not even on the edge." "I am emotionally on the edge," Lando grumbled. "Next time you two have a freaky twin dream, I’m locking the door." 

Bonus- The twin witnesses 

Lando had told the small group which consists of Max, Oscar, Carlos and Alex what he has been though with the twin problems he has dealt with. None of them believed Lando as they have never seen it. They knew you had a twin, but they have never met Jack before until today. 

The playoffs ended early for the devils which lead to Luke and Jack both deciding to come and bother their sister while she was at work and watch the Grand Prix.  

Lando was sitting outside the Mclaren hospitality unit with the group when Jack and Luke showed up "Max, Oscar, Carlos, Alex, this is Luke Y/n younger brother and this is Jack Y/ns' twin" Lando said standing up to introduce everyone 

Jack grinned, throwing a casual wave. "Hey." "Hey," they all chorused, giving polite nods and shaking hands as Jack and Luke joined the circle. Oscar gave Jack a curious glance. "So you’re the twin." Jack chuckled, clearly used to the label. "Guilty." "I’ve heard… a lot," Max said, lips twitching into a smirk as he looked between Jack and Lando.

"Yeah," Jack said, throwing Lando a look. "He talks about me like I’m Voldemort or something." which earnt a laugh from the group, they all fell into a chilled conversation until Luke got the smart idea "So I'm guessing you have all heard about the weird twin shit" A few heads nodded. Carlos gave a skeptical hum. "Lando’s told us. Sounds... exaggerated."

Luke grinned. "Cool. Watch this." Before anyone could ask, Luke casually swung and smacked Jack’s upper left arm with the back of his hand not hard, but enough to make a sound and jolt Jack slightly. "Ow, dude!" Jack muttered, shaking his head.

But no one was looking at him the groups eyes were on y/n as she was talking to another comms member when suddenly she let out an "ow" rubbing her left arm in the exact same place Luke had just hit Jack. Oscar looked like he’d seen a ghost. 

Carlos slowly turned to Lando, mouth slightly open. Max blinked once, then twice, trying to process it. Alex straight-up leaned back like he'd just witnessed a murder. Lando calmly sipped his water. "Told you."  Max leaned forward. "What the actual hell."

"There’s no way. That what?"Oscar muttered with his mouth open. Alex whispered to Lando like it was a horror movie plot. "How do you sleep at night?" "With one eye open," Lando replied seriously. "And a backup plan to escape." 

Before anyone could say more, you finished your conversation and wandered over to the group. You plopped down next to Lando with a soft smile, completely oblivious to the chaos that had just happened in your wake.

"Hey, what’s going on?" you asked, glancing around at the stunned faces. Before anyone could respond  "ACHOO!" You and Jack sneezed.

At. The. Same. Time.

In perfect sync. Same pitch. Same volume. Same slight head tilt. The entire group physically recoiled. "nope" Alex said immediately, standing up and walking away with his hands in the air. "I’m done. I’m done. You’re possessed. Both of you." Oscar looked between you and Jack like he was watching The Shining play out in real life. "That’s not human. That’s not normal." 

You and Jack both laughed perfectly in synced which made the group look at you like you both have two heads "Welcome to my life" Lando muttereted "Bro you think this is bad once mom asked me to wake them up and they were sleeping in the exact same position" Luke said grabbing his phone out to show the off the photo he took of them   

The silence was deafening. Carlos crossed himself. "I need to go to church." Oscar looked pale. "I need therapy." Max muttered, "I need tequila." Lando clapped Jack on the shoulder. "See? I wasn’t exaggerating." Jack just smirked. "Oh, this? This is nothing." 

You and Jack exchanged a look, then simultaneously raised one eyebrow. Max physically recoiled again.

please reblog, like and comment 🫶

[astars-things]

Can I pls request “I want you to fuck me so badly.” + luke hughes <3

Summary- y/n gets needy while luke is away so when he gets back he takes care of it and the reader is bed ridden the next day

This fic contains - sexual language, Oral (f receiving), Degrading, and m in f (unprotected sex)

This is for 18+ readers only. If you are underage, I can't stop you from reading, just proceed with caution 

It all started while Luke was on a two-week roadie, you were scrolling through Instagram when an image of Luke popped up mouth open, tongue out caught your attention, your stomach tightened at the memory of Luke's tongue on your clit making you cum four times the night before he left.

Y/n❤️ I want you to fuck me so badly.

You messaged Luke, knowing he was either in his hotel bed or at a bar celebrating the win. You laid on your shared bed wondering if you should grab your special toy or use your finger when you phone dinged

Lukey🤍 Such a needy little slut aren't you. You just have to wait 2 days, baby.

You felt your heart thump in your chest. Your thighs clenched automatically. You decided to run a hot bath, knowing that when Luke came home in two days, you wouldn't be able to feel your body.

time skip

Those two days dragged. You touched yourself once,maybe twice, but it wasn't the same. Nothing was enough. You needed him. So when the front door slammed open two nights later and you heard the familiar thud of his bag on the floor, you didn't even bother pretending to play it cool.

You padded down the hall in nothing but one of his shirts, oversized and just barely covering the tops of your thighs. Luke looked up from where he stood, hair messy from his flight, hoodie half off. His eyes darkened the second he saw you. 

You pounce on him like a lion on its prey, wrapping your legs around his waist. his hands immediately find their way to your ass, giving it a little squeeze as your tongue made its way into his mouth "fuck baby" Luke groaned as he carried you back to your shared room and gently tossing you onto the bed before beginning to get undressed. 

You pull the shirt you are wearing off as luke unties his sweats and takes them off along with his boxers. Luke looks as you toss your shirt at him. "no underwear I see, you are a needy slut" Luke groaned sliding onto the bed now face to face with your wet cunt. "God baby youre so wet for me"

"Please just do something, luke." You barely had time to register the words before he shoved your legs apart and dove between them. His tongue was on you instantly, licking a long, slow stripe through your folds before he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked.

"Fuck!" you screamed, hips jerking.

"Stay still," he growled, gripping your thighs and pushing them down flat. His mouth returned, this time more aggressive, flicking your clit with the kind of precision only he had. You writhed, fists curling in the sheets.

"God Luke oh my God" You said like it was prayer. He didn’t stop. Not when you came the first time. Not when your legs trembled or your stomach clenched. He licked you through every high, teasing, pushing, overwhelming.

You lost count of how many times you came before he finally pulled away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Fucking ruined and I haven’t even fucked you yet." 

You were breathless, your whole body hot and overstimulated, but you still whispered, "Please fuck me, Luke. I need it. I need you." He grinned, cocky and dark and mean. "God, you’re such a mess. Look at you. All wet and begging."

He lined himself up with your entrance, but paused, brushing his tip through your folds.

"No condom," he muttered, voice low. "You still on the pill?" You nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, please, I don’t care, just do it." Luke slammed into you in one thrust. You screamed.

He didn’t give you time to adjust. His hips slammed into yours, hard and fast, his hands gripping your thighs, your waist, your throat. He fucked you like he meant to ruin you, like he was making up for every second he’d been gone.

"You missed this cock so bad, didn’t you?" he grunted, thrusts relentless. "Touching yourself like a little slut while I was gone." "Yes," you cried, arching under him.

"You love being used like this," he growled, grabbing your face in one hand. "You love when I fuck you dumb."  You nodded, mouth open, barely able to speak. Your body was already close again. You were going to fall apart.

"I want you to come for me," he said, voice like gravel in your ear. "Come on my cock. Right now." Your orgasm hit like a freight train. You screamed his name as your entire body convulsed, muscles clenching around him. Luke didn’t stop. He fucked you through it, dragging it out until you were shaking, whimpering, babbling nonsense.

And then he came deep, hard, his groan low and filthy in your ear as he spilled inside you. He collapsed onto your body, chest heaving, lips brushing your collarbone. You laid there for a while, unable to move. Your legs were jelly. Your throat raw from screaming. You felt his cum drip out of you as he slowly pulled out. Luke rolled onto his side, pulling you into him, pressing kisses to your forehead.

"You okay?" he murmured. You gave a tiny, dazed nod. "Can’t feel my legs." He laughed softly, fingers stroking your side. "Good." Luke got off the bed and headed towards the ensuite bathroom to get a wash cloth soaked in warm water to clean you up 

kneeling between your thighs. "I know, I know," he said quietly as you winced when he gently parted your legs. "Just a second, okay? Gotta clean you up, sweetheart."

His touch was gentle now, such a contrast from the way he’d taken you minutes earlier. He was careful, running the cloth between your legs with slow, patient swipes. You flinched when he passed over your oversensitive clit, and he immediately soothed you with soft kisses to your inner thighs.

"Sorry," Luke whispered. "You’re just so sensitive, huh? Did so good for me."

Luke finished cleaning you up, then grabbed a soft towel to dry you off before tucking it under your hips. He helped you pull on one of his clean shirts, Then he crawled back into bed behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him.

You melted into his chest. "Still with me?" he asked quietly, fingers tracing lazy circles into your hip. "Mhm," you hummed, voice groggy. "I feel like I ran a marathon."

Luke chuckled against your hair. "You look like you did." "Shut up." You said playfully hitting his bicep  He kissed the top of your head. "You were perfect, you know that? So good for me. I missed you like crazy."

"I missed you, too." You sighed, letting your body relax completely in his arms. "Don’t go away for that long again." "Promise."He held you tighter. "Next roadie, I’m packing you in my bag."

please reblog, like and comment 🫶

[astars-things]

you should post the twin moments fic too!!

twin moments and a bunch of other fics will be out in the next couple of days... if you have any suggestions on twin moments, please send them in

[astars-things]

when is the needy luke hughes fic coming out?? no rush just can’t wait to read ittt!!! <3

It will be out hopefully in the next few days, lovely.

Sorry for not posting, I've had a rough couple of days <3