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[sentient-rift]

Merry Christmas!

"Merry Christmas, everyone!"

"We hope you are all enjoying your holiday!"

Be sure to spread kindness to people wherever you go!"

"Enjoy some quality time with your friends and family!"

"Reconnect with family you haven't seen in a while."

"And make some new friends along the way, too!"

"We hope the gifts you received made you smile!"

"And we hope that the gifts you gave to other made them smile as well!"

"No matter where you are in the world, we hope your Christmas or holiday equivalent to it has been wonderful!"

"Thank you... All of you... For being with us for another Christmas. We appreciate each and every one of you, and we hope you'll join us for another year to come."

Hey, everyone. I know this year my activity levels have been back and forth due to how busy I can be IRL, but I'm so glad I could spend another Christmas with old friends, as well as with the new friends I made. Whether it's celebrating the birth of the Lord Jesus, being kind and sharing good will, or spending time with your friends and family, I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. I Know I sure had one...

With that said... I admit being a bit drained, so I hope you don't mind that I save the Christmas Gift Meme for later, whether it's some time tonight, or after Christmas. I still hope you'll still send some in regardless because I love being able to do these kinds of activities with you guys. I wanted to make sure at the very least that I could wish you all a Merry Christmas. It is my favorite holiday, after all. I'll get to the gift memes as soon as I can, but until then, Merry Christmas, keep up the good work, stay awesome, and God bless all of you.

[capcollector]

i’d mentioned it in the gc the other day but i might make fallout versions of two of my existing OCs so for ppl that follow this blog and my other blog…..might see some familiar faces eventually

[whoredmode]

god i just really wanna know if other characters had sprite portraits in total control. did the antagonists have proper designs. there’s something charming about the art in a 2010s fb game type way. like i’ll stop talking about total control as soon as i can learn what torque looked like in that game. i know someone out there is just sitting on a bunch of assets and/or screenshots from it

[girltakovic]

trying and failing to loosen my showerhead and collapsing to my knees and screaming "no! please! i'm butch!" à la pearl (2022)

[ecamedical]

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[chrishjordan1212]

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[psytamia]

God do I ever love torque wrenches. Something about them just *clicks*

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[tony-hawks-underground]

Augh tools are so expensive. And i need to get basically all of them. I already ordered 1/2 drive sockets fortunately i already have 3/8 drive sockets but basically everything else i need that i alread had has been stolen

[sentient-rift]

A sound of distortion echoes as a figure collapses onto the floor unconscious, a blue rabbit from Sonic's world

(snatchfreedom)

"Whoa... Hey, guys! I think he needs help!"

"Oh no! Come on! Let's get him to the recovery area!"

Gamma picks up the blue rabbit.

"NOW ESCORTING BLUE RABBIT TO RECOVERY AREA."

"Thanks, Gamma."

"I hope he'll be okay..."

"Me, too, Cosmo."

After taking the blue rabbit to the recovery area, the medics did what they could to heal him.

"We will do everything we can to help him. For now, all we can do is wait until he wakes up."

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[mephistopheles]

sorry im not done gatsbyposting. the nyc celebrations for its 100th anniversary are so uniquely deranged. like here you have a book that absolutely scathes new york parties & dress-up & entertainment & alcohol & careless wealthy east coast elites. and the way the city is celebrating the 100th anniversary of one of the most beautifully written & personally devastating literary tragedies this country has ever produced is by. offering 10% off gatsby-themed cocktails at luxury bars. hosting pay-to-attend 1920s themed costume balls in the wealthiest areas of midtown. setting up penthouse hotel suites to ostensibly resemble locations from the book. a few hours ago at an exclusive private event they had the cast of the glamorous broadway musical, all in designer clothes, light up the empire state building green to advertise their show where tickets cost up to $670. one of them said the green light ‘represents the beauty of the american dream.’ i think you could power all manhattan with energy generated from the rotational torque of f scott fitzgerald spinning wildly in his grave

[whoredmode]

for all the interest in the unreleased sr games like undercover, i feel like i never see people talk about the cooler?? not saying it would’ve been anything groundbreaking game-wise, but like. it’s the only piece of (albeit unreleased) media that you could argue takes place in the five years between the first two games. its story is part of what i based torque off of. like idk it’s just super interesting to me

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[ari-ana-bel-la]

Hi lovely, I absolutely love your stories. I was wondering if you could write one for Lewis, he has a daughter who is 16-17 and is absolutely smart, like Einstein smart and it's her first time in the Ferrari garage since Lewis moved and she saw a fault in some engineering work and helped fixing it and shocked her father and the whole garage. Thank you

The Future of Ferrari

Ferrari’s Maranello garage was a symphony of whirring drills, clanking tools, and intense Italian chatter. The team was hard at work preparing for the weekend’s qualifying session, red and black suits moving in well-practiced rhythm. Amid the organized chaos, one presence stood out—not because of noise, but because of the absolute silence and awe she left in her wake.

A girl with thick curls pulled into a loose bun and wide, observant brown eyes stood at the edge of the garage. She wore an oversized red hoodie with the Ferrari emblem on the chest, and a lanyard hung from her neck, swinging gently with her movements. Her expression was sharp, analyzing every corner of the room like she was mentally dissecting the internal combustion engine of the SF-24 just by looking at it.

“Daaaad,” she called out, trying not to sound impatient. “Where do you keep the drinks around here? I’m thirsty.”

Lewis turned around, helmet under his arm, his eyes immediately softening at the sight of his daughter. “Over there, near the data screens. Just don’t unplug anything or they’ll have a meltdown,” he teased, pointing her toward the crew’s refreshment corner.

She smirked. “Please, I could rewire this place blindfolded.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “That’s the confidence of a teenager with three physics awards.”

“Five,” she corrected, walking off.

As she moved across the garage, a few of the engineers took notice, recognizing her as Lewis’s daughter. Most had heard rumors of her intellect. She had attended MIT lectures for fun while vacationing in the States and was known for winning national-level science competitions in Europe. But seeing her in the flesh, in their sacred garage? That was new.

She sipped a bottle of water and leaned casually against a pillar, eyes drifting over the open rear of the car. Something wasn’t sitting right. She tilted her head, stepped forward a bit, and squinted at the gearbox housing.

A technician walked past her, carrying a tablet. “Excuse me,” she said, stepping closer to the car. “Is that the final mount design for the differential casing?”

The man blinked at her. “Uh… yes?”

She pointed to a specific joint just behind the casing. “That’s going to cause micro-vibrations under torque load. The fastener's alignment is 1.3 degrees off. It’s subtle, but enough to affect the car's handling mid-corner. Especially if it's hot.”

The tech frowned, unsure if he should laugh or worry.

“Sorry, who are you again?”

“Just his daughter,” she replied, nodding toward Lewis, who was now talking with his race engineer.

“Do you want to… maybe sit down?” he asked awkwardly.

But she stepped past him, crouched slightly, and gestured at a younger engineer who was watching curiously.

“Can I borrow your torque data? Just real quick.”

The engineer hesitated, then handed her the tablet.

She began typing, pulling up schematics, calculations appearing rapidly on the screen. Her thumbs moved like lightning, her brow furrowed in concentration. A few other engineers were gathering now, whispering among themselves.

“I recalculated the stress vector. See?” she turned the tablet toward them. “It looks fine in theory, but under compound load—especially with the way the aero package is set up—it’ll shift. You’ll get slight inconsistencies in traction, which is bad news during qualifying laps.”

The older technician who’d first questioned her stepped forward again. “Are you saying we need to rework this section?”

“I’m saying you need to adjust the mounting bracket by 1.3 degrees, shift the load path just slightly to the left, and reinforce it with carbon-composite washers. If you do that, you’ll stabilize the torque vector and improve rear-end consistency in Sector 3.”

There was a beat of stunned silence.

Then—

“Where did you learn that?” one of the senior mechanics asked, blinking.

She shrugged. “I read a paper about torque distribution in high-speed cornering last week. Got bored on the flight here.”

Someone stifled a laugh. Another said under his breath, “Bloody hell…”

“Oi!” Lewis called, finally noticing the growing crowd. “What’s going on?”

The head of engineering, a stern Italian named Matteo, stepped forward and gestured for Lewis to come over.

“Your daughter,” he began slowly, still sounding amazed, “just found a design flaw we didn’t catch. One that would’ve possibly cost you two-tenths per lap. Maybe more.”

Lewis stared. “Wait. What?”

Matteo pointed at her. “She’s… she’s like a walking CFD simulator. She even pulled up our own torque data.”

Lewis turned to her, his face a mixture of disbelief and fatherly pride. “Sweetheart, what did you do?”

She looked up innocently. “I fixed your car. You’re welcome.”

A round of laughter broke out, but it was warm, appreciative. The crew clapped her on the back, some shaking their heads in awe.

“She’s incredible,” Matteo said to Lewis. “You sure she’s not secretly part of Red Bull’s spy program?”

Lewis laughed. “Trust me, if she were, we’d all be in trouble. She’s probably smarter than half the grid already.”

“I’m smarter than you,” she teased.

“Absolutely no doubt about that,” he replied with a grin, ruffling her hair.

She smoothed it down with a roll of her eyes. “So dramatic.”

The engineers quickly got to work implementing her suggestions. Matteo kept glancing back at her like she was some kind of wizard. Lewis watched with arms folded, his heart swelling.

After a while, she stood beside him, watching the updated component go onto the car.

“So… what did you think?” he asked gently.

She tilted her head. “It’s loud. Smells like oil. Half the men here don’t know how to hold a tablet properly.”

Lewis laughed. “Welcome to Formula One.”

She smiled. “It’s cool, though. I like it.”

He nudged her shoulder. “You ever think about working in this world someday? Engineering, maybe?”

She glanced at him, then back at the car. “Maybe. If they can keep up.”

He chuckled again. “No pressure, but… you made me proud today.”

She looked at him seriously. “You’re always proud.”

“True. But today, I’m blown away. You just walked into one of the most elite garages on the planet and made a critical engineering correction before lunch.”

She gave a shy smile, shrugging. “Just saw something wrong and fixed it.”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “You’ve always done that. In your own way.”

As the car roared to life for testing, the modified part holding firm, Lewis and his daughter stood side by side, two Hamiltons—one a living legend of the track, the other a rising genius who might just change the sport in her own quiet, brilliant way.

And somewhere behind them, Matteo whispered to a fellow engineer, “Keep an eye on her. She’s the future.”

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you!

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[cressidagrey]

Oscar vs. Influencers

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x Felicity Leong-Piastri (Original Character)

Summary:   Oscar Piastri suffers through the Miami GP after the wife reveal. 

Warnings and Notes: Is this particularly believable? No. Did it amuse me very much while writing it? Heck yes.

Big thanks to @llirawolf , who listens to me ramble 😂

Oscar Piastri was being hunted.

Not by rival teams. Not by journalists. Not even by tyre degradation.

No — Oscar was being hunted by influencers.

Miami brought with it the usual mix of pastel linen suits, unnecessarily loud music, and people who said things like “I was manifesting this grid walk, babe.”

 The hospitality suite looked like a Coachella afterparty collided with a DRS zone.

And now that the internet knew he had a wife, Oscar had gone from “quiet Australian with great racecraft” to “hot F1 husband with ✨mysterious wife energy✨.”

Which apparently meant content.

If Oscar had known the full consequences of Lando’s “you’re married?” fan stage meltdown, he might’ve faked laryngitis for the next six Grands Prix.

He’d barely stepped out of the McLaren hospitality unit when the first wave hit: pastel crop tops, oversized sunglasses, ring lights. At least three people shouted “OMG is that the Wife Guy??” as he walked past.

He blinked. “The what?”

“You know!” a girl shrieked, clutching her phone. “You’re the one with the wife! Like, actual wife! Who fixes cars!”

Oscar gave her a very neutral thumbs-up and kept walking.

The McLaren PR handler caught up with him just before the social content area, looking mildly apologetic.

“Couple TikTokers want to ask you about Felicity. Quick interviews. Just smile and be charming.”

Oscar raised an eyebrow. “Define couple.”

“Eleven.”

He stared. “That’s not a couple.”

“It is in Miami.”

***

“Hey man,” said the first one, who had a ring light clipped to his phone and a bleach job that looked sponsored, “you’re the one with the mystery wife, right?”

Oscar blinked. “I have a wife, yes.”

“Right, right,” the guy said, nodding like they were old friends. “Dude. So cool that you kept it, like, private. You guys live off-grid or something?”

“We live in a farmhouse,” Oscar said drily. “But don’t worry, it has working electricity by now.”

***

One influencer in a sequined dress held out a phone and went, “Okay, for my followers: can you just say ‘hi, Felicity’ and blow her a kiss? It’ll be so cute.”

“No, thank you,” Oscar said politely. 

***

“Heyyy Oscar! Quick question for my TikTok!” Another one chirped. “You’re like—married, married, right? Like with a ring and everything?”

He blinked. “That’s usually how it works.”

“Okay, love that for you. Soooo, if your wife and your car were both hanging off a cliff, who are you saving first?”

Oscar’s mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again.

“…Why are they both on a cliff?”

Lando, walking by, snorted water out his nose.

The influencer giggled. “It’s for content.”

Oscar, deadpan: “My wife would’ve already fixed the car and built a pulley system to save herself.”

***

Someone tried to get him to duet a thirst trap soundbite with the caption “he drives fast but will he let me ride shotgun 🏎️✨”

He told them he was married.

They said: “Even better.”

***

Ten minutes later, he was cornered by someone with a bejewelled microphone shaped like a Martini glass.

“Hi Oscar!! Can we do a rapid-fire TikTok? It’s called Pia or Nah, and you just tell us if something fits your vibe.”

“Sure,” he said, already regretting it.

“Okay! Number one: beach holidays with the boys.”

“Nah.”

“Private track day with your wife.”

“Pia.”

“Throuple with Lando and your wife?”

Oscar deadpanned into the camera. “I will walk into the sea.”

***

A woman in very impractical stiletto sandals  and a two-piece linen set leaned toward him, phone already recording.

“Hi,” she said brightly. “Can I ask you a question for TikTok?”

He nodded, resigned.

“If your wife was a car, what car would she beeee?”

Oscar blinked. “...A fully electric car with a torque limit override and illegal suspension mods.”

She looked horrified. “Oh. I thought you were gonna say like… a Ferrari.”

“I don’t think she’d appreciate being compared to an Italian diva with overheating issues.”

Somewhere nearby, someone in a bucket hat said, “Damn,” and fist-bumped him.

***

Three interviews later, Oscar was approached by a lifestyle vlogger with 2.3 million followers and many questions.

“So like, tell me about your wife. What does she doooo?”

“She’s a mechanical engineer,” Oscar said, bracing.

“Oh my god, cute! Like… design aesthetic or?”

“She builds cars.”

“Ohh. Like… model cars?”

“She rebuilt a gearbox last month using a welding rig she made in her garage.”

The vlogger blinked.

“Do you have a quote I can use where you say she’s, like, a girlboss?”

Oscar’s mouth twitched. “She’s not a girlboss. She’s a terrifyingly competent woman with a spreadsheet for every major purchase we’ve ever made and a ‘death to insufficient torque settings’ sticker on her laptop.”

“…Do you think she’d want to collab?”

Oscar smiled politely. “No.”

***

In the McLaren hospitality tent, things did not improve.

An Instagrammer with a pastel clipboard cornered him during lunch.

“So! Oscar! Would your wife ever do a couples Q&A video?”

“No.”

“Even if it was like... Vogue’s 73 Questions style?”

“Still a no.”

“Oh.”

***

“If Felicity was an F1 circuit, which one would she be and why?”

Oscar exhaled. “Suzuka. Elegant. Precise.”

***

“You’re the one with the secret wife, right?” the guy said brightly, holding a mic like he was covering the Met Gala.

Oscar blinked. “I’m also the one who just did a long run on mediums, but sure, let’s go with that.”

The man laughed like he didn’t register sarcasm. “Can I get a soundbite? The fans are obsessed. A wife? It’s giving ‘mystery Australian who moonlights as a world-class driver.’”

“…That’s oddly specific.”

“Your wife’s an engineer, yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Like, actual engineer or lifestyle-influencer-who-says-she-builds-things?”

Oscar's eye twitched. “She has a mechanical engineering degree and welds brake calipers for fun.”

The man gasped. “That’s so hot.”

Oscar turned and walked away.

***

There were cameras everywhere. Ring lights. Someone was holding a tiny dog wearing Red Bull merch. Another had a clipboard titled “Content We Must Force Drivers To Say” in Comic Sans.

Lando was thriving.

Oscar was… present.

“So tell us,” an influencer named Kiki (maybe? she’d introduced herself three times), purred into a camera, “what does a day in the life of Oscar Piastri look like, now that you’re, like, married-married?”

Oscar blinked. “I eat toast. I drive a car. I also enjoy tea.”

Lando nearly choked on his drink.

“And your wife?” Kiki asked, leaning in like she was about to extract state secrets. “She’s… kind of an icon right now. TikTok loves her.”

“I’m sure she’s thrilled,” Oscar deadpanned.

“Do you guys do, like, couple content?”

“No.”

“What’s her vibe?”

“Quiet competence and structural integrity.”

***

Martin Brundle cornered him between two celebrities Oscar absolutely didn’t recognize.

“Oscar! Quick word—this has been quite the media cycle for you. Married!  How has that been for your mental game this weekend?”

Oscar smiled politely. “I don’t think my brake bias cares.”

“And how’s the wife handling the attention?”

“My wife is busy rebuilding a ‘67 Alfa Romeo Spider currently. I think she’s doing just fine.”

“Is she taking interview requests?”

Oscar raised an eyebrow. “You can ask. Just make sure your insurance covers bruised egos.”

***

Oscar, clinging to the last shreds of his sanity, kept responding with the emotional range of a man being asked if tires are round.

“Yes.” “Since 2019.” “No, she’s not here.” “Yes, she exists.” “No, we’re not doing a ‘Wife Reveal’ on a podcast.”

***

Later, he escaped to the media pen for what he assumed would be slightly less surreal.

He was wrong. 

The first one came from Sky Sports.

“So Oscar,” the interviewer said brightly, “we have to ask—everyone’s been buzzing about the fan stage moment last week. How long have you been married?”

Oscar blinked. “Since 2019.”

“Wow. Quiet ceremony?”

“Very.”

“Any reason you kept it under wraps all these years?”

He shrugged. “Never under wraps. Just not public. There’s a difference.”

***

F1TV was next: 

“Oscar, would you say Felicity is your good luck charm?”

“No,” he said. “She’s my wife. She’s an engineer. She’s a whole human. She’s not a charm.”

A brief pause. Then someone scribbled that down like it was a quote for a wedding invitation.

***

A lifestyle magazine rep who definitely snuck into the paddock: 

“So Oscar, marriage at 18—did you feel ready?”

Oscar stared for a second too long. “I was more ready for that than I was for my first F2 wet quali.”

“But seriously—how does it work? With the travel, the schedule?”

Oscar paused, then gave the most honest answer of the day.

“It works because she makes it work. Felicity’s… brilliant. She’s the reason I have a home to come back to. She’s been part of every step of this. Not behind me—beside me.”

The interviewer blinked.

Oscar shrugged. “I know everyone’s surprised. But she’s never been a secret. She’s just mine.”

***

Five minutes later:

“Oscar, hi! We were just wondering if married life has changed your approach in the car at all?”

Oscar stared at the reporter. “How would it change how I take Eau Rouge?”

“Well, more cautious, maybe? More mature?”

“No.” Oscar said calmly. “My wife knows exactly what this job entails and she knew what she signed up for.”

***

Another interviewer: 

“You’ve been described as ‘F1’s most unexpectedly married man.’ Thoughts?”

Oscar actually laughed at that one. “I guess I’ll take it over ‘most unexpectedly slow.’”

***

And another: 

“Is it true your wife’s a mechanic?”

“She’s a mechanical engineer,” he corrected. “And yes.”

“Do you guys talk about race data at dinner?”

“Sometimes,” he said. “She does makes fun of my hand position on hairpins though.”

“Does she have a favourite team?”

Oscar smiled faintly. “Yes. Whichever one I’m driving for.”

***

And then, finally:

“Oscar—how did you keep her a secret all this time?”

Oscar paused. Adjusted his cap. “She wasn’t a secret. Just private.”

“But no one knew—”

“Right, but that’s you not knowing. Not me hiding.”

The reporter blinked, flustered.

Oscar gave them a tired smile. “Next question, please.”

***

By the end of his third interview block, Oscar had answered some version of “so tell us about your wife!” Three dozen separate times.

He was this close to walking into the McLaren garage, finding Lando, and throwing a telemetry laptop at him.

“People used to ask about race pace,” Oscar muttered to his press officer.

“People still ask,” she replied. “Right after they’re done trying to figure out how you hid a whole marriage.”

He sighed. “We weren’t hiding.”

“You realise you’re the first driver in years to be married before your rookie season?”

***

Back in the garage, Lando greeted him, smiling way too much.

“How’d it go?”

Oscar glared. “I hate you.”

Lando snorted. “They ask about your mystery wife?”

“Every single time. Even when I tried to pivot to strategy.”

“Classic deflection,” Lando grinned. “Didn’t work, huh?”

Oscar just mutely shook his head. 

“I can’t believe I was the one who exposed a whole marriage,” he said, gleeful.

“You didn’t expose anything,” Oscar muttered, passing by him.

“I brought joy to the internet, Oscar. You’re welcome.”

***

Meanwhile on Twitter: 

@/formulafreakgirl: Oscar Piastri showed up to media day looking like he hadn't slept in three days and spent most of it fending off TikTokers with nothing but sarcasm and marital loyalty. 10/10. Would watch again.

@/f1memequeen: oscar piastri: mentions wife the internet: unlocks a new level of thirst also oscar: “she has a death to insufficient torque settings sticker on her laptop” me: 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

@/lanstappenfiles: lando: wait you’re MARRIED?? oscar: since 2019 lando: the grid: the internet:

@/drivertospousepipeline: being oscar’s wife must be so peaceful. you just fix gearboxes, raise chickens, bake sourdough, and occasionally rebuild a car while your husband fends off influencers on a pastel couch in miami.

@/slowpitstop: “she’s not a girlboss. she’s a terrifyingly competent woman with a spreadsheet for every major purchase and a torque limit sticker on her laptop.” — oscar piastri the rest of the grid: single. silent. afraid.

@/pitwallcryptid: oscar said his wife’s vibe is “structural integrity” and “quiet competence” and i don’t think i’ve ever heard anything sexier in my life??? like ok drywall daddy

@/susiekarenstan: the interviewer: "if your wife and your car were hanging off a cliff—" oscar: "why are they both on a cliff." girl. i am SOBBING. his brain is literally aerodynamic.

@/throttlemistress: idc about championships. oscar won miami gp media day by mentally walking into the sea after a tiktok thirst trap asked if he wanted a throuple with lando and his wife.

@/piastrify: “she’s never been a secret. she’s just mine.” yes bestie give them functional emotional communication and healthy marriage dynamics domestic king 👑

@/charlesleclerrideordie: can’t believe oscar’s villain origin story is “my teammate outed my marriage on a fan stage and now i have to talk about my wife with people holding microphones shaped like martini glasses.”

@/gridgossipguru: BREAKING: oscar piastri confirms wife exists, is not a figment of our collective girl math hallucination, and does not want to collab on your TikTok.

@/oscarstirewarmers: oscar after 37 interviews about his wife: “she’s not a charm. she’s a whole human.” me: okay mr. feminist husband i see you 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

@/thatgirlinthepaddock: can we please get felicity a podcast where she explains how she builds cars  and dodges media like a legend. call it she’s just my wife: the woman behind the wrench

@/f1spice: everyone else: talking tyres and upgrades Oscar Piastri: “My wife rebuilt a gearbox with a homemade welding rig” me: 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

@/mclarenupdates: Oscar being asked “if your car and your wife were hanging off a cliff, who would you save?” Oscar: “why are they on a cliff?” Real.

@/tik_tok_torque: not a single influencer has recovered from “my wife would’ve already built a pulley system to save herself.” the chokehold this man has.

@/suzukahive: he said she’s Suzuka. SUZUKA. elegant. precise. emotionally devastating.

@/chaoticpitwall: f1tv: “would you say Felicity is your good luck charm?” Oscar: “she’s a whole human.” the bar is on the floor and yet he cartwheeled over it.

@/vibeygp: “quiet competence and structural integrity” is now the new gold standard for love confessions. don’t talk to me unless you think I’m Suzuka.

@/landosthighlights: lando watching oscar get chased by tiktokers for being secretly married for 5 years: 😈 lando 2 minutes after: “i discovered the mystery wife. i deserve credit.” somebody stop this man.

@/girldownforgrip: every interviewer: “so why did you keep your wife a secret?” Oscar: “she wasn’t a secret. she was private.” me: 🫡🫡🫡

@/wecrunchdata: “my wife is the reason I have a home to come back to” “not behind me — beside me.” sir????

@/felicityfanbot01: petition to get Felicity on a paddock walk so she can throw one (1) perfectly timed side-eye and send 10 influencers into an existential crisis.

@/formulaferal: he said she has a “death to insufficient torque settings” sticker on her laptop and now I’m in love with BOTH of them.

@/dtsdisaster: “next question please.” —Oscar Piastri, gently eviscerating a journalist trying to spin a wife reveal into a conspiracy.

@/piastriparadise: Oscar is just a little husband man who wants to drive his car, eat toast, and be married in peace. Miami said no ❤️

@/gridgossip:

Interviewer: is your wife a Ferrari?

Oscar: absolutely not.

Oscar: she’d hate being compared to an Italian diva with overheating issues.

me: [choking on air]

@/f1witches:

“Not behind me—beside me.”

I screamed. I kicked my feet. I believe in love again.

@/oscsoftboypiastri:

Oscar Piastri being hunted by influencers in pastel co-ords is not the media day I expected but it’s the media day I NEEDED.

@/piastriupdates: they keep asking oscar about his wife like she’s an urban legend and this man is just standing there with 12% battery going “she’s an engineer. we eat toast. next question.”

@/tikf1tokqueen:

did oscar really say felicity is like suzuka because she’s elegant and precise. did he REALLY.

someone sedate me I’m too emotionally compromised

@/spannersandspreadsheets:

the more i learn about felicity piastri the more convinced i am she could outpace half the grid in a 1982 rally car she rebuilt in a barn

@/formulafemmes:

the fact that oscar:

– married her at 18

– kept her private but never a “secret”

– immediately corrected “girlboss” to “terrifyingly competent woman”

– said “she makes it possible for me to do this job”

I’m sorry I need to lie down

@/f1_fangirl007:

i’m not saying i’d read a 300k slow burn fanfic about oscar and felicity but. i WOULD read a 300k slow burn fanfic about oscar and felicity.

@/felicityfan27:

her IG has 20 posts and one is just a sourdough starter named Nigel. i’m in love.

@/landozipped:

lando exposing oscar's marriage was a historical event actually. like. the louis tomlinson pigeon video. or beyoncé’s pregnancy reveal.

@/brundleburner:

not Martin Brundle being like “how’s the wife handling the attention?” and Oscar going “she’s rebuilding a ‘67 Alfa Romeo Spider.” we are not the same.

@/wheeltoleclerc:

not oscar rejecting a vogue-style couples interview, a ‘hi felicity’ tiktok, AND a “save your wife or your car off a cliff” question within 20 mins.

he is 1) tired 2) married 3) Done™

@/felicitypiastriunofficial: petition for mclaren to hand oscar’s wife a racing suit and let her do a hot lap in the Artura while oscar holds her sourdough starter on the sidelines

***

Text Messages: Oscar Piastri & Mark Webber

Mark: Heard you did 73 interviews and said “I have a wife” in 68 of them.

Oscar: 69 actually. F1TV asked twice.

Mark: Beautiful. Your media training has peaked. Next step: hand out wedding invites at press conferences.

Oscar: I swear if one more person calls her a girlboss I’m going to fake a hamstring injury and disappear into the Floridian swamp.

Mark: Should’ve seen this coming, mate. You did marry a genius and hide her in a cottage like a fairytale side quest.

Oscar: We weren’t hiding. Just… vibing in obscurity.

Mark: Tell that to the influencer who tried to ask if she was a Ferrari.

Oscar: She heard that one and said “I’m not red and fragile, thanks.”

Mark: Tell her I love her. Also: have you considered letting her do your media next time?

Oscar: She’d dismantle the mic setup and rewire the paddock sound system out of spite.

Mark: And that’s why I signed you. Because clearly you know how to pick your team.

***

Group Chat: Piastri Fam ❤️

Hattie OSCAR.

Edie OH MY GOD.

Mae "Quiet competence and structural integrity"????

Hattie Are you in love or writing a building code?

Oscar Good morning to you too

Nicole

I thought you were just doing media day today?

Why is the entire internet trying to flirt with my married son? Also, Sweetheart, are you okay? You looked like you were being hunted.

Mae Did you say she has a torque override and illegal suspension mods IS THAT HOW YOU DESCRIBE YOUR WIFE TO STRANGERS?

Oscar Can I not do one race weekend without becoming a meme

Hattie Not when you’re out here like: “my wife rebuilt a gearbox and could kill you with a torque wrench 😐”

Edie Honestly you’ve got big Victorian husband energy. “My beloved doesn’t speak to the press. She is too powerful.”

Nicole: Sweetheart, I love you. But how did we go from “quiet boy from Melbourne” to “mystery F1 sex symbol” in one race weekend?

Oscar: I don’t know. I hate it here.

Chris: I just googled “TikTok thirst trap oscar piastri” and now I’m emotionally unwell.

Oscar: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT DAD

Mae:

Also: “She’s not a good luck charm. She’s a whole human.”

When did you become so quotable??

You used to say "broccoli makes me sad" with full sincerity.

Oscar: Still does.

Chris: Mate. You are absolutely not living this down. Ever. You’ve become TikTok’s favourite unintentional husband

Nicole Is Felicity okay? I know she hates this kind of attention.

Oscar She hasn’t checked TikTok. She’s currently pressure-testing a brake line and telling Bee to drink more water.

Hattie Tell your terrifying engineer wife I love her.

Mae You realise you're NEVER going to live this down, right?

Oscar I didn’t even do anything.

Edie Exactly. You didn’t even try. And now you’re “Mr. Private Soft Husband With a Gearbox Goddess Wife” and TikTok’s screaming.

Nicole: Also what is this about her being Suzuka??

Chris: Elegant. Precise. High-speed technical excellence. ...Good answer, mate.

Oscar: Thank you.

***

GRID GROUP CHAT

Max: oscar. mate. “quiet competence and structural integrity”????

Lando: I HAVE BEEN LAUGHING FOR TEN MINUTES he described his wife like she’s a suspension system 😭

George: That’s the most Piastri love language I’ve ever heard do you whisper aerodynamics at her too??

Charles: “death to insufficient torque settings” sticker 😭 bro i’m scared of her and i haven’t even met her

Lewis: as you should be. sounds like she’s got more discipline than half the pit wall

Carlos: i want to know if she’s the reason your gearbox never fails

Esteban: so no couples Q&A? 😔 Mon dieu. I had questions.

Lando: “she’s not a girlboss she’s a terrifyingly competent woman” print that on a t-shirt

Yuki: i want to meet her she sounds scary i like her

Zhou: you’re telling me she roasts your hand position on hairpins?? that’s love

Esteban: do we think she does driver coaching asking for… um. a friend.

Max: I’m still stuck on “death to insufficient torque settings” that’s the energy we need in the garage

Kevin: Oscar blink twice if you married your team’s actual chief mechanic

Nico: plot twist: Oscar’s wife is the reason the McLaren upgrades work

Daniel: Has anyone actually seen her or is she just a really intense AI program that builds gearboxes and bakes sourdough

Oscar: I hate all of you.

Alex: someone asked him if his wife was a real engineer and he hit them with “she rebuilt a gearbox with a custom welding rig” ICONIC.

Esteban: you are married to Tony Stark but scarier and with chickens

Pierre: just say you're in love man no need to flex her CV

Yuki: does she do freelance? my espresso machine is broken

Logan: no but really why does the internet love her more than you now?

Oscar: probably because she’s not in this chat

Valtteri: tell her she has my respect. and also I’d like a sourdough starter recipe

Lando: HE WAS CALLED “THE WIFE GUY” IN THE PADDOCK i’m never letting this go. NEVER.

Oscar: reminder that you are the reason this went public

Lando: and i would do it again 🫡

***

The only moment of peace came that night, back in the hotel, when Oscar FaceTimed home and Bee answered with a wide grin and peanut butter on her nose.

“Mama says no carburetors until I eat some of my vegetables.”

Felicity leaned into the frame behind her, hair tied up in a bandana. “Your daughter tried to climb the kitchen counter to build her own rear wing.”

Oscar smiled.

The internet could call him Wife Guy. The media could throw questions at him between FP1 and FP2. The influencers could manifest chaos all they liked.

As long as this was waiting for him at the end of the day?

He’d survive Miami just fine.