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Im not a good texter u gotta come to my house and lay on my bed and talk to me

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RILEY COVINGTON (OC)

happy birthday riley / august 24, 2025

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pairing: friends x mclaren fem!third driver

face claim: madeline argy (oc, riley covington)

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lando Happy birthday Ri 🎉🎁🍾

rileycov thanks dawg

lando You’re welcome buddy

oscarpiastri Wait it’s her birthday?

lando Bro I almost forgot too…

rileycov 0/10 rage bait

magui_corceiro baddie 😩

lando nah rileycov stop stealing her pls

rileycov can’t stop, won’t stop

kellypiquet lovely girl ❤️

rileycov MOTHERR i love u

mclaren 🧡🧡

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oscarpiastri Happy national Riley day 👸🏼

rileycov ayeee thank you

oscarpiastri The queen responded omg

rileycov sybau

lando It’s the queen’s day

fan1 this is so funny cuz lando and riley are both british 😭

fan2 well…the queen…yk…

lilyzneimer 😘🫶

rileycov 🩷🩷

carmenmmundt birthday girllll

rileycov lover girlll

mclaren 🧡🧡

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lilyzneimer happy 22 pumpkin 🤍

rileycov lilyyy 🥹

lilyzneimer ❤️

oscarpiastri My girls!

fan1 AWHHHH

nicolepiastri 😍🥰❤️

fan1 my favorite duo i’m not even lying

fan2 RIGHT.

fan3 i’m so obsessed with these two

fan4 unhealthily

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magui_corceiro she’s feeling 22, oh wait…cause she is 🎉

rileycov awh magg 🫶

magui_corceiro i love u

lando Both so beautiful

fan1 i cantttt 😭

ciscanorris1 🫣😍

fan2 i love how lily was the only one to post flattering pictures of ri 😭

fan3 i’m saying bro 🤣

fan4 riley being friends with both mclaren wags heals something in my heart

fan5 so wholesome

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mclaren July 25th, National Riley day! Happy birthday to our fun, spontaneous, and all-around amazing driver, Riley Covington! rileycov

rileycov love you all 🧡

oscarpiastri RILEY DAY 😊

lando July 25th is the best day ever

fan1 the glazing from her teammates in this comment section is so funny to me

fan2 they act like crazy fan girls 😭

fan3 dayum everyone saying it’s national riley day

fan4 cause it is

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OSCAR PIASTRI

double LN (smau) / august 12, 2025

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face claim: sophia birlem (oc, laney norris)

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oscarpiastri 4 years with the love of my life! The most beautiful, talented woman I’ve ever come across. Can’t get enough of you Lane Bane. ❤️

laneynorris cryinggg 🥹🥹 i love you osc 🩷

lando Get a room

lando The other woman…will always cry herself to sleep 😣😭😵

fan1 LMAOOOO

fan2 landoscar for life, sorry man 😔

fan3 the way they’ve been together longer than lando and him have been teammates

fan4 he got both twins fr 😭😭

alex_albon My dream date…cute

lilymhe ??

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laneynorris me 🧚🏼🧚🏼🧚🏼🧚🏼 luv u guys

oscarpiastri #needthat #wantthat

laneynorris who taught him ts

lando Me

lando Genetics ate twin 😘

laneynorris yeah for me

lando WE LOOK THE SAME

kellypiquet i love you

laneynorris ily more babe

alexandrasaintmleux princess

laneynorris my queen

mclaren Beauty 🧡

fan1 atp mclaren are bigger fans of laney than lando and oscar combined

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oscarpiastri More of the twins per request #LN^2

fan1 GIVING US WHAT WE ASKED FOR 👏🏾

fan2 all i’m seeing is two tens😍

fan3 i know their parents high-five whenever they see them

fan4 right cause how could they not

fan6 thank you oscar

oscarpiastri My pleasure

fan7 the way this has more likes than basically any other post of his LOL

fan8 i’m obsessed 😩

fan9 literally in love with them

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laneynorris my bf and my bf’s bf 👀

lando I know that’s right!!

oscarpiastri #landoscar

fan1 THEY KNOW ABOUT IT??

fan2 OMG

fan3 LMAO LANDOSCAR

liked by lando, oscarpiastri, lilymhe, and 502,073 others

laneynorris in jenspiratebooty 🏴‍☠️

lando you should lowkey model or something

fan1 you know damn well

oscarpiastri 😍😍😍

fan2 “oscar heart-eyes piastri” everyone

lilymhe jaw on the floor.

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kellypiquet beautiful girl 😘

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alexandrasaintmleux HOLY

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OSCAR PIASTRI

norris has a twin? (smau) / august 12, 2025

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pairing: oscar piastri x lando norris!twin sister

face claim: sophia birlem (oc, laney norris)

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voguemagazine Sneak peak of our newest shoot. We brought in the hottest twins of this generation for one of our very few, double cover shoots. That’s right, we’ve got Lando and Laney Norris taking on the Cover Of Vogue together. Formula 1 race car driver joins Top Model sister on the stage. At just the age of 25, this double trouble duo is taking the world by storm. lando laneynorris

Full access to the Norris twins shoot. vogue.com/norristwins

oscarpiastri These are going on my wall 🫣

lando Even mine?

oscarpiastri Even yours buddy

lando Hottest twins? laneynorris We made it.

laneynorris did they lie?

fan1 IM GENUINELY OBSESSED.

fan2 ONE OF THE FEW DOUBLE COVERS?

fan1 YES.

f1 Someone give us some water! It’s getting hot in here 😍

landoandlaneyluvr I’M ON THE GROUND.

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laneynorris life lately 🪷🪷🪷 lando oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri Body tea 😘

laneynorris thanks sexy

lando I hate you both

lando Face card never declines

laneynorris cause we look the same?

lando Glad you get it

mclaren Our Papaya Princess 🧡

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ediepiastri wow 🤩

laneynorris you 🤩✨

fan1 good googly moogly

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liked by lando, oscarpiastri, kellypiquet, 428,103 others

laneynorris ⛷️⛷️ oscarpiastri

lando great first slide, cute outfit! and second one, nice love the view! then we have…oh. anyways the fourth slide, absolutely stunning!

laneynorris shut up omg

oscarpiastri You’re cute

laneynorris awh babe

lando You’re cheating on me Osc?

oscarpiastri You weren’t supposed to know..

carmenmmundt Need you 😏

laneynorris yes MA’AM

fan1 oh my DAYS 😍

laneynorris ❤️❤️❤️

fan2 #cravethat

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boohoo use code LANEY for 40% off! 🎀💚

laneynorris thank you so much for having me 💚

boohoo We were so lucky to have you ☘️

lando Okay modelll I see you 🥰

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oscarpiastri She’s unreal 🤩

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fan1 green is her color OMG

fan2 RIGHTTT 💚💚💚

fan3 SHE ATE DOWNNNN 😛😛

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lando First time spending our birthday apart. Sad we couldn’t be together, glad I get to see you soon. Cheers to 25 🥂

laneynorris cheers 🥂, i love you

lando I love you more

fan1 not them getting alonggg 🥹

oscarpiastri Happy birthday LN^2 ❤️

laneynorris babeee 🩷🩷🩷

lando babeee 🩷🩷🩷

fan1 LN squared is killing meeee 😭

mclaren Happy 25th twins! #LN^2

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maxverstappen1 Cheers to 25 Norris twins 🍻

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charles_leclerc Happy birthday 🥳🥂

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THE GRID (1, 16, 81)

i dreamt you cheated / august 10, 2025

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pairing: grid boys x reader

max verstappen / (any!reader)

the dream felt extremely real, you couldn’t comprehend it. you awoke in a cold sweat, hands quivering.

max cheated on you, your boyfriend of five years cheated on you with one of his engineers.

you opened the door to the hospitality suite and saw him leaned against the wall, tongue down someone else’s throat.

waking up and realizing it wasn’t reality was extremely relieving for you.

you took a deep breath, laid staring dead at the wall until sleep eventually took over.

when the morning came, you didn’t feel like getting out of bed.

the scene of him with someone else, someone that wasn’t you, looped in your mind like a broken record.

you pushed yourself out of bed, body physically tolled by even the thought of your worst nightmare coming true, not being enough.

max had been awake for a while, the scent of fresh berries wafting in from the kitchen.

your head ached, feet unstably guiding you to the counter.

“morning schat, i’m making pancakes.” he explained, unmoving, the sound of your footsteps giving your presence away.

when you didn’t respond, he slowly turned his focus to you.

a mix of shock, confusion, and most importantly hurt, morphed into one expression on his face.

“what’s wrong?” he cooed, shifting over to gently take your hands in his.

“am i good enough for you?” you sighed, the directness of the question taking him by surprise.

“what?” he asked, nearly choking on your words.

“am i good enough for you?” you reiterated the question, breaking the eye contact you so desperately tried to hold.

“i’m sorry babe i’m just confused, why are you asking that?” he frowned, rubbing your cheek with the padding of his thumb.

“i had a dream.”

“about what?”

“you cheating.”

wow.

max was hurt, more so by the fact that you were upset, but the thought of you thinking there may be truth behind it stung.

“i would never.” he emphasized, his fingers caressing your palms, something he knew brought you comfort.

“i know. i just…i get scared. the dream felt so real. and i try to reassure myself that i mean too much to you for something like that to happen, but my mind gets the best of me sometimes.” you admitted, your chest decompressing from the tightening confession.

“you mean more to me than anything else. more than my trophies, more than my money, more than racing. i would do anything for you, you hear me? you’re too good for me.” he explained, pulling you into his embrace.

“thank you.” you whispered, his touch alone making every problem, every pain—dissipate into nothing.

charles leclerc / (fem!reader)

his lips, on another girl.

the last thing you saw before shooting up out of your sleep.

it was just a dream.

charles was out cold beside you, his dull snores falling into a soothing rhythm.

“charles!” you screamed, violently shaking him awake.

the poor man flew out of bed like a sleeper agent who just received word for the first time in years.

“what! what?!” he shouted, eyes frantically darting around the room.

“you cheated on me!” you cried out, folding your arms across your chest.

charles stood in shock, if he wasn’t fully awake then, he was now. “no i didn’t! what are you talking about!”

“you kissed another girl!” you frowned, the bed keeping you two a considerable distance from eachother.

“mon amor when? where! i haven’t kissed anyone besides you and leo since we started dating!” he emphasized, concern evident on his face.

“in my dream you prick!” you accused, pointing your finger at him as if he was the actual culprit.

“in your dream? so why are you mad at me?” he asked, a laugh of pure confusion escaping his lips.

“why would you do that?” you sighed sarcastically, pinching the bridge of your nose in an act of disappointment.

his face softened, realizing you weren’t actually upset with him.

he slowly made his way over to your side of the bed, softly grazing your arm. “i’m sorry dream me did that, but real me never would.”

“you better not.” you giggled, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist.

“not that i’d even want to, but i know better. i’d probably go missing if i pulled something like that.” he chuckled, rubbing his palm against your back.

“not probably, you would go missing.” you started laughing, “not actually but i’d likely try to ruin your life, not gonna lie.”

“i know you would.”

“is that supposed to be an insult?”

“no, i just know you.”

“yeah right.” you joked, pinching him before running out the door.

“ow!” he chased after you, getting ahold of your shorts and pulling you back towards him.

he picked you up, took you back to the room, and threw you onto the bed.

“what are you trying to do?” you playfully smirked, pulling back the covers.

“nothing, now go back to sleep mon cœur.” he grinned, shoving his face into the pillow.

“you suck.”

“can’t hear you, i’m sleeping.”

oscar piastri / (any!reader)

you weren’t mad at oscar, just mad in general.

last night you woke up seething.

you walked into your shared apartment and saw him on the couch with someone else, obviously not you because you were standing right there in the doorway.

the tv casted a blue light onto the two of them, looking like something out of a movie.

you came back to reality right before you had the chance to confront him, and saw him laying peacefully asleep next to you.

that put you in a sour mood.

when you awoke again in the morning, you were still crabby.

when you made breakfast, you were still crabby.

when you curled up on the sofa to watch a movie, you were still crabby.

you didn’t even realize your face displayed the annoyance you felt, until oscar came out into the living room.

“morning, what happened?” he asked, confused why you looked like you were about to pop a blood vessel.

“nothing happened, just an unfortunate dream.”

“which was…?”

“you making out with someone on the couch.”

“was it a breath-taking, glorious, sexy someone that happened to look like you?” he smirked, taking his seat next to you.

“no.”

“the only person i’d be making out with on this couch would be you. and—maybe lando.” he chuckled, taking your hand in his.

you balled your hand into a fist, socking him straight in the gut.

“ow!” he clutched him abdomen, “i deserved that.”

“sorry i cheated, won’t do it again, certainly not in real life atleast.” he sighed, gently pulling your body into his.

“i’m not mad at you, just at figurative you.”

“i’ll tell him to get his act together.”

“thanks babe.” you smiled for the first time that morning, unable to remain angry in his arms.

“any time.”

“there better not be a next time.”

“you had me worried. you were sitting here like you had just killed someone.” oscar snickered after a minute of comfortable silence.

“it was going to be you, but i felt generous today.” you grinned, squeezing his thigh.

“i’m glad. it would kinda suck to be murdered by my girlfriend.” he said, running his thumb across the back of your hand.

“but i am murdered by your absolute beauty every day so…” oscar tried to shield his grin, turning his head to the side.

“don’t push it, figurative you still has a lot of apologizing to do.”

“he better get on with that then.”

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GRID BOYS MASTERLIST

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i dreamt you cheated

— you have a dream where your boyfriend cheats on you

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OSCAR PIASTRI

broken confession / august 4, 2025

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warnings: sadness, angst, kissing, fluff

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader

you and lando being best friends meant every friend of his became yours.

this notably extended to his work friends, oscar included.

oscar was known for being observant, he noticed everything.

it was physically impossible to keep secrets from him because he could tell you were hiding something by just looking at you.

over the few years the boys had been teammates, you slowly gravitated towards the australian boy.

his cool, collected demeanor, sharp tone that could kill, and effortless humor drew you in.

he was an all around mystery, and it wasn’t like he tried to be. he was just—well, oscar.

so naturally, he noticed the way you shifted closer to lando when he walked in the room, the way you turned to speak to someone else when he got too close, the way you hadn’t made direct eye contact with him in over three months.

he had assumed that maybe you just didn’t want to be his friend anymore.

ouch.

but he wasn’t one to stretch boundaries, and wanted to give you that space back.

obviously it stung, hell even he wanted to be more than your friend. but if you didn’t want that, he wasn’t going to push it.

somewhere along the lines, you noticed.

he stopped coming up to ask about your day, stopped asking the little questions, the ones that mattered most. the ones that showed his desire to know you.

he stopped finding you after races so you could congratulate him like you always did. no matter the placement, no matter the performance.

he stopped asking to grab lunch with you and lando, stopped asking to go to his favorite italian restaurant, the one you knew he loved.

you couldn’t stand to see him go up to his engineers instead of you, and debate them on the niche topics somehow only you guys were interested in.

you couldn’t stand having to actively search for him after races instead of him finding you.

you couldn’t stand heating up store-bought pasta alone every friday night instead of going out to his restaurant.

you knew you were in love with him, you’d known for a while.

falling in love with one of your friends never ended well, you couldn’t expect it to end well with oscar either.

keeping your distance was the only way to prevent yourself from going crazy.

but what hurt the most was that he gave you your space. didn’t ask questions, didn’t try to fix anything. the truth being, he didn’t have to, he didn’t owe you anything.

you knew it wasn’t valid to be upset over, you pushed him away for crying out loud. you couldn’t be mad at him for dishing out what you gave.

granted, it was naive of you to think he wouldn’t notice the switch, especially for you to think he would go about your relationship as usual. you wanted him to keep pursuing you, but why would he?

everything came out on a chilly sunday. race weekend. pole finisher. p1.

you stood at the edge of park fermé away from all the celebration. away from his family and his loved ones, because you didn’t fall into that category. you knew you didn’t belong there.

but part of you hoped he would find you anyways, like he always used to do.

it was selfish really, and you knew that to your core. it hurt to be around him, but it hurt worse to watch him be okay with this.

you truly convinced yourself he must just not like you. your avoidance out of attraction, his out of genuine dislike of character.

you watched as he shook hands with lando before making his way to the cool-down room.

ouch.

tears welled in your eyes, your nails digging into your palms out of frustration.

you wanted him to want you back, so much so that it physically broke you to see him lose that love for you overtime, even if to your brain, it was just friendly.

why? because your love only grew.

for a brief moment, he turned around to meet your gaze, somehow knowing that you would be right where he looked.

his smile dicipated quickly at the sight of streaky tears rolling down your face.

he couldn’t go to you now, not even as his brain begged him to. not even as he had to physically restrain himself from doing so.

he hesitantly turned his back and headed to his post race duties.

you on the other hand, booked it out of there as fast as possible. the internet would have a field day if a photographer caught you crying at the sight of oscar.

the nearest women’s restroom seemed like the most viable option. away from the noise, quiet, isolated.

but it couldn’t keep you away from the ache in your bones.

you lay your back against the wall, staring at the reddened, splotchy face in the reflection. maybe it was from the crying, maybe from the embarrassment of it all, you didn’t know.

you picked at your fingernails, shallow breaths filling the otherwise empty room.

knock.

huh?

knock.

“hello?” you said, your voice coming out barely above a whisper.

whoever was on the other side didn’t respond, just slowly began pushing the door open.

oscar.

you two stood in silence, staring at eachother for what felt like ages.

“i was sure i’d find you in here.” he sighed, smiling slightly in an attempt to ease the suffocating tension.

it didn’t work.

“oscar please, just go.” you muttered, unable to look him in the eyes.

“what’s going on with you?” he pleaded, taking a step closer.

“osc—”

“please.”

his tone broke something in you, all the heartache of the past few months flooding over.

“i love you.”

silence.

“what?”

“i’m in love with you.”

crickets.

“i’m in love with you oscar. God this sounds ridiculous—i’m in love with you.” you cried. “i love you, and it breaks my heart to watch you push me away. i know i can’t be upset because i’ve been doing it too. i thought that maybe if—”

“you have.” he whispered softly.

you couldn’t find the words to respond.

“i love you too.” he admitted, deeply exhaling as if the confession lifted the weight of the world off his shoulders.

the second the words left his mouth, your breath caught in your throat.

he loves you?

“you love, love me?” you croaked, staring at the boy like a deer caught in headlights.

“yes silly, i love love you.” he laughed, pulling you into his warm embrace.

“you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for you to say that.” you sniffled, squeezing him as if you were to let go, he’d fade away into nothing.

“shame i didn’t say it sooner.” he sighed, breathing you in. “i thought you didn’t want to be my friend so i respected that.”

“i wanted to be more than your friend, that was the problem.” you chuckled, pulling away to meet his eyes.

“you’re so sappy.” he grinned, using the padding on his thumbs to wipe away your stray tears.

then he did something you could’ve only dreamt he would do.

he held you by the cheeks, quickly pulling your lips in to meet his.

the kiss was aggressive, hungry. it took you by surprise, but you caught on.

he gently pulled away, smiling ear to ear.

“you sure know how to win me over don’t you?” you snickered, still slightly flustered.

“i didn’t need to win you, i already had you.”

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OSCAR PIASTRI (PLATONIC)

got your girl again / july 29, 2025

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pairing: oscar piastri x girl!bestfriend , lily zneimer x girl!bestfriend

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ynln lucky to love you, lilyzneimer 🩷

oscarpiastri Why am I tearing up

ynln sybau bro

lilyzneimer my best friend forever yn 🫶

ynln love love love you

nicolepiastri Just beautiful. Love you two 😍

ynln love you more mama nicole

lilyzneimer 🩷🩷🩷

lando you fit Oscar’s whole world into one picture

oscarpiastri They really are

georgerussell Us? maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1 I ain’t the one

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lilyzneimer happy birthday to the twins! (not really they just happen to share a birthday) 😊 oscarpiastri ynln

ynln thank you my princess 👑

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oscarpiastri Thanks babe 😘

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charles_leclerc Happy birthday twins! 🥳🥳

oscarpiastri Thank you father

ynln thanks king ❤️

fan1 i can’t believe lily’s two favorite people happen to have the same birthday

fan2 i know, what a coincidence 😭

mclaren The birthday twinnies 🧡

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oscarpiastri Starting to feel like a third wheel ynln lilyzneimer

maxverstappen1 Come on Oscar you’ve always been the third wheel

oscarpiastri 😢😢😞

ynln me and lily against the world 🌍

lilyzneimer 😽

nicolepiastri 🤣🤣

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fan1 how does one manage to have not only a beautiful girlfriend, but also a beautiful best friend?

fan2 bro’s winning at life

fan3 i’m not jealous! (i say as i report this post)

fan4 LMAOOO

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ynln another trip around the sun for my lovely parents, happy anniversary 🩷 lilyzneimer oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri Mama y papa love u

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lilyzneimer our girl! love you

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fan1 so cute of her to post them

fan2 anyone else think it’s weird how close she is to them??

ynln lowkey yes fr fr

fan2 sorry i didn’t think you’d see this 🤐

fan3 sick to stomach with how adorable this is

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nicolepiastri Can’t keep these three apart 😘❤️ #trio #besties #piastrifamily

ynln love u nicole ❤️

lilyzneimer love her more ❤️❤️

oscarpiastri love her most!!! ❤️❤️❤️

nicolepiastri 😘

mclaren Trio vibes 🧡

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lando Where was my invite

oscarpiastri Uhhh

lilyzneimer …

ynln it got lost in the mail

fan1 there’s always a duo in a trio (sorry oscar)

fan2 “sorry oscar” LMAOO

fan3 love this so much

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MAX VERSTAPPEN

lost luggage (part 1) / july 28, 2025

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pairing: max verstappen x travelling!reader

you were flying back home, simple. left for a business trip, headed to monaco. oversee a confrence at the headquarters.

back to new york, nine hour flight.

simple.

yet—it wasn’t.

the plane ride was gruelling. you were sat between a toddler and his mother, who apparently booked it as such so her son could ‘explore’. but you knew she likely didn’t want to be sandwiched in the middle seat.

right, make the unsuspecting victim squish in the middle instead.

from the nonstop crying, to his mother reaching over your seat every five minutes to get to him, it was safe to say you were ready to be home.

as the plane descended, her son began screaming. full on screaming—bloodcurdling almost.

she did nothing to stop it. “it’s better if he lets his emotions out, i shouldn’t get in the way of that.” she plainly remarked.

after a good thirty minutes of torture, it was your rows turn to exit.

you handed her the toddler, practically throwing his toys into her palm, and pushed past them off the plane.

slinging your backpack over your arm, you took a deep breath. all you needed was to grab your luggage and you were set.

the clock struck 12:30 am as you took a seat near baggage claim, waiting, with whatever ounce of patience you had left to give, for your bag.

the conveyor cranked on, and slowly all the sleepy eyed passengers from your flight emptied out of the area.

12:45 am.

you were growing ancy, the looming 30 minute drive home keeping you alert.

12:50 am.

a few people lingered, every few minutes someone else’s bag finally sliding out onto the belt.

12:55 am.

you were one of the remaining two people at baggage claim. the man a few seats away clearly agitated as well, sending you a knowing glance.

1:00 am.

the conveyor skidded to a halt, the light above clicking off—both great indicators that there were no bags left to receive.

but you and the other passenger were stood unmoving, no checked bag in hand.

the hustle even during the dead hours still went on around you two. others flocked towards their gates, casual conversation flowing through the airport as it always did.

“so, i take it something went wrong with our luggage.” you cleared your throat, trying to lighten the mood.

“i’d assume so.” he scoffed, rubbing the bridge of his nose—either out of tiredness or anger—something you couldn’t pinpoint.

“just my luck, i’m gonna speak to customer service.” you sighed, pulling your hood over your head. “wanna come with?”

“i have nothing better to do.” he nodded, falling into step beside you.

the two of you walked in silence for a while, admiring the comforting atmosphere—even in a time such as this.

“my name is yn.” you spoke up, reaching for his hand.

“i didn’t know this would be a formal greeting.” he chuckled, extending his hand toward yours. “i’m max.”

“well max, what are you here for?” you asked, carefully observing your surroundings in an attempt to find help.

“for some sponsored brand deal, not that i really want to be here.” he clicked his tongue in response. “and what brings you to new york?”

“i live here, right in the city.” you smiled weakly. “i was in monaco for a conference.”

“interesting, i don’t know many people who would willingly live in new york city.” he joked, meeting your eyes for approval.

“me neither, but it’s not too bad.” you explained. “yeah rent is high but the views are beautiful.”

“i bet, i’ve always wondered what it would be like to live up here.” he clarified, “i live back in monaco.”

“it’s amazing there, but i couldn’t ever see myself calling that place home.” you giggled. “i guess we’re both a little biased.”

“yeah—”

“wait, look.” you pointed, grabbing his arm and shuffling him into the customer service booth with you.

after several minutes of back and forth between you and the agent, they reluctantly brought you both with them back to the gate.

now empty, they had you and max stand in front of the entrance while they went back to resolve the issue.

“max, what do you think the chances are we get our luggage back tonight?” you asked, a displeased expression on your face.

“uhh—i would say probably zero.” he snickered, sighing dramatically afterwards.

“i’m deeply sorry, but it looks like your luggage didn’t make it through onto the plane, it’s still in monaco.” the agent apologized, a hint of dread in her tone.

“how is that even possible?” max asked, genuinely curious.

“sometimes bags can end up stuck on the belt before being loaded, we have systems which easily detect this but they were down this morning apparently.” she frowned, nervously awaiting a reaction.

“wow, okay—um. so, what do we do then?” you stammered, wondering where this would lead.

“i can either book you with the adjacent hotel for the night, free of charge, or i can refund you in cash for the delayed baggage. they told me your bags should be expected around noon.” she explained, her gaze flickering between you and max.

“i have a 30 minute drive home, so i’d rather stay as close to the airport as possible.” you nodded, shifting your body towards max for an answer.

“i have a pretty long drive home too, i’ll stay in the hotel too i guess.” max smiled, one of the most disingenious grins you’ve quite possible ever seen.

“okay, i’ll get those bookings. might be around 15 minutes.” she shot you a thumbs up, practically running back to her office.

and that left you and max to sit, sit and wait for something that shouldn’t have ever had to happen in the first place.

you slumped down into one of the seats near the bar, seriously considering getting a drink. “i try to have patience with them because i know it’s out of their control, but i can’t be the only one seriously annoyed right now.”

“that makes two of us.” max sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

part two?? 👀

a/n: also no shade to service workers, i’m one myself ❤️

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CHARLES LECLERC

sleeping beauty / july 13, 2025

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pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

night races were your weakness. the races that went on through the early morning were the hardest ones to attend.

you loved being there to support charles, but somehow they always ended with you, asleep, halfway across the paddock.

it had become a running joke at this point, all the drivers and their teams were aware of your habit. they would often notify others when they found you sleeping somewhere, and it would slide down the grapevine til it was back to square one, charles.

the first night race of the season, saudi arabia.

combined with jet lag, a messed up sleep schedule, the tiring events of the day, and naturally getting sleepy once the sun set, it was inevitable.

the crowd was buzzing, fans and reporters flocking to the nearest source of entertainment.

the race was nearly halfway through and charles was doing phenomenal. the slight wind blowing through the hospitality was almost lulling you into a slumber.

the noise drowned out around you as your brain was begging to get some much needed sleep.

if you were going to take a nap, it was going to be somewhere comfortable. you’d always found yourself walking through the paddock until you found the most optimal sleeping spot.

you exited the ferrari garage, waving to the engineers and spectators.

you passed through practically every single pit until you wound up in the mclaren garage.

against the wall in the very back, you spotted a beautiful plush white couch with throw pillows and wool blankets galore.

the sight made your body instantly unwind. you pulled out your noise cancelling headphones—which charles had insisted you bring—and flopped down onto your new bed for the night. well, not for the night—just until your boyfriend found you.

you gently pulled a few pillows under your head, slinging two large blankets over your torso.

finally, sliding your headphones into place, everything went quiet. this was exactly what you needed.

as the race was finishing up, zak was making his rounds and spotted you in the corner. he tapped on an engineers shoulder. “leclerc girlfriend on the couch over there, can you pass the message.”

the engineer responded with a quick thumbs up, and as he was heading through the mercedes pit, he spotted toto. “hey man, leclerc’s girl is asleep in the mclaren garage, i have to head back can you relay this to charles?”

“yeah, yeah man.” he nodded, instantly radioing the ferrari team. “hey, she’s sleeping in mclaren.”

a name wasn’t even necessary, they’d been through this situation many times during the past few years.

“thanks, i’ll let him know.” one of the technicians radioed back.

he stood at the pit entrance, waiting for charles to finish his post-race interview and come back from the cooldown room.

“hey, she’s in mclaren.” the tech stopped charles, pointing in the direction of their garage.

“sounds good, thanks for letting me know.” he breathily laughed in response. of course you were asleep. you migrated to the comfiest place you could find and passed out. that was something he loved about you, your ability to adapt.

as he stepped foot into mclaren territory, lando met him at the door. “what’s up leclerc, why you here?”

“she’s sleeping in here somewhere” charles snickered, hoping lando would help look for you.

it didn’t take long though, zak spotted charles and pointed towards the back of the room.

he slowly made his way over to you, noting how soft your features looked when you were asleep, how beautiful you looked. he really couldn’t get enough of you.

“morning sleepy head.” he rubbed your cheek, gently waking you up.

“hi baby.” you yawned, smiling up at him.

“how did you sleep?” he asked, brushing the hair out of your face.

“good! how was your race, i’m sorry i didn’t see all of it, i couldn’t stay awake.” you apologized, the reoccurring feeling of guilt passing by everytime you slept at his races.

“don’t worry about it, you need your sleep. it is late to be fair.” charles reassured you, pulling you into his arms. “my race was great, ended in second position, max first, george third. podium was a little awkward though.”

“oh i bet, good for them though. i’m glad you made podium, but i’m truthfully impressed with everything you do, so no pressure.” you retorted, his grip tightening around your waist.

“well you know i like to win for you chérie, so there is a bit of pressure.” he mumbled into your hair.

“good to know i make you a winner.”

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55 second gap!! what the hell!!!!!!!!!!!!

so only halfway through silverstone…genuinely what is going on??? 10 second penalty for piastri, leclerc in the back, max spinning out??? omg??

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so only halfway through silverstone…genuinely what is going on??? 10 second penalty for piastri, leclerc in the back, max spinning out??? omg??

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OSCAR PIASTRI (PLATONIC)

got your girl (smau) / july 2, 2025

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pairing: oscar piastri x girl!bestfriend , lily zneimer x girl!bestfriend

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ynln oscarpiastri got your girl 💘

oscarpiastri Bro? Give her back?

ynln not a chance in the world

lilyzneimer i love you!

ynln i love you most

charles_leclerc Keeping Alex close…

ynln i’m gonna get her next

alexandrasaintmleux waiting 😉

maxverstappen1 ts pmo 💔

ynln you’re not safe lil bro

maxverstappen1 don’t steal my wife pls

fan1 i wish i had a friendship like theirs omg

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oscarpiastri What have I gotten myself into lilyzneimer ynln

lilyzneimer 😊😊

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ynln you’re stuck with us for life

oscarpiastri NOOO

carmenmmundt double trouble

oscarpiastri Please get them away from me.

carmenmmundt nah you signed up for this

kellypiquet miss my girls 🩷

lilyzneimer i miss you too!

ynln need to see you soon kel!

mclaren our snow princesses 🧡

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lilyzneimer she couldn’t catch us! oscarpiastri ynln

ynln i’ll get you guys one day

oscarpiastri No

lando She’s quick, watch out

lilyzneimer 😳

iamrebeccad 😭😭😭

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fan1 imagine being best friends with lily AND oscar.

fan2 i wish😭

fan3 you guys are so random 🤣

fan4 best believe they are

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ynln happy national best friend’s day to the best! 🤍🤍🤍 lilyzneimer

lilyzneimer you’re my favorite! i love you so much

ynln love you so much babe

oscarpiastri My two queens 👸

lilyzneimer you’re corny i love u

ynln i guess i love him too 😔

nicolepiastri I love you both! Thank you both for being such staples in my son’s life. You are so important to our family!

ynln you guys are so important to me!!!

lilyzneimer we love you 🥹🥹

lilymhe my twin and my yn!!

lilyzneimer forever twins ❤️

ynln my queen!

mclaren Missing you two! 🧡

ynln we miss you 🧡

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MAX VERSTAPPEN

the cut that always bleeds / july 1, 2025

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warnings: sadness, angst, pregnancy, negative body image, talk about unworthiness, fluff, swearing

pairing: max verstappen x pregnant wife!reader

it was a chilly sunday evening, the day of max’s race in las vegas. he came out on top despite a rather unfortunate qualifying the day prior.

you were heavily pregnant, eight months to be exact. max had practically begged you to stay home from the races and chaos at around the three month mark.

so as you waited for him to come home, you began cooking his favorite meal. max loved this dish, sometimes it seemed he loved it more than he loved you, which he obviously denied.

wanting to do something sweet for him and have food prepared once he got home, you slipped into a beautiful long silky dress. his favorite one you owned.

you spent what felt like hours preparing and setting up everything for your at-home-date.

shortly after you lit the candle in the center of the table, max came through the door, grinning from ear to ear.

“hello beautiful.” he beamed once his eyes fell on you.

“hello handsome.” you giggled as he dropped everything and ran over to you.

“i love your outfit baby, what’s the occasion?” he asked, admiring just how good you looked in that dress, his favorite.

“well, you know, since you won and everything, just to be nice…” you dragged out, slightly stepping out of the way to showcase the sight behind you.

max’s eyes widened, “wow—i don’t know what to say.”

“you don’t have to say anything, come sit down.” you smirked, gently guiding your stunned husband to his seat.

“my favorite!” he shouted, seeing what you had spent so much time making. “and the ambiance is beautiful as well schatje.”

“i don’t think you’ve ever used that word in a sentence before.” you laughed, pouring him a small glass of champagne.

“definitely not.” he chuckled in response. “champagne for me, and none for the lady.”

“obviously.” you rolled your eyes sarcastically, setting the bottle back down on the counter.

“how is your food baby?” you grinned, watching as he slowly savored each bite.

“it’s exquisite, thank you dear.” he wiped his face with a napkin, acting posh to accommodate the dinner.

“okay max, this isn’t a michelin star restaurant, no need for charades.” you joked, continuing to scarf down your portion.

you did truthfully want to make max his favorite meal, but there may have also been a little bit in it for you. you’d been craving the dish all day, and by craving, i mean insatiably hungry for it.

before your pregnancy, you weren’t that big of a fan. the toppings adding weird definition to the pasta, the sauce tasting a little too tangy, but now it was different.

you wanted to savor the food, and your date as well, but you were extremely hungry. eating for two wasn’t easy in any capacity.

and that’s when he said it, a quick remark, digging at how much you’d aten. “slow down baby, you’ve already eaten two servings.”

you didn’t want that comment to hurt, nor did you expect it to. but it did, and it hurt bad.

he didn’t notice the way the glimmer in your eyes faltered, too immersed in what a wonderful day he’d been having.

“yeah, i guess it is a lot.” you forced out a snicker at his words.

he didn’t even notice the way you uncomfortably shifted in your seat, absentmindedly messing with the sleeve of your dress.

you awkwardly sat through the rest of the dinner, though answering all his questions and engaging as you normally would.

he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, he was just pointing it out. but it didn’t stop the comment from making your chest ache.

the dinner concluded and you both washed the dishes in silence. to him, it was a comfortable silence, it hadn’t been awkward between you two since you started dating. but to you, it was an uncomfortable silence. your ears rang, trying desperately to act as normal as possible.

as you set the last plate in the cupboard, max spoke up. “let’s watch a movie to end the night, you can pick.”

“i would love that.” you smiled, masking the pain flooding through every vein in your body.

you’d tried so hard these past eight months to remain that ‘beautiful, perfect, wife of max verstappen’ as the press called you. you’d overanalyzed every piece of yourself for months while you should’ve been enjoying this new stage of life.

you wanted him to always find you beautiful, even if you did gain 15 pounds, even if you were eating more.

and his remark made it feel like even he didn’t think you were pretty. it made you overthink every intimate interaction and conversation you’d had with him since the pregnancy began.

did he still find you attractive? was he turned off by the way you looked now? could he ever find you attractive again?

the hypotheticals racing through your mind felt like one big punch to the face.

“max, i’m gonna go change really quick.” you half-smirked, the words barely coming out.

“sounds good liefje.” he spoke gently, grazing your arm softly as you stood up.

changing into your short, silk pajamas, the ones you wore once in a blue moon, you couldn’t bare to hold back the tears.

you cried silently as you changed, hoping against hope max wouldn’t hear you.

you slowly stepped over to your bed, sitting on the edge, facing the wall. the fact that no matter what you looked like you were always beautiful, ceased to spend even a waking second in your mind.

you sighed deeply, wiping the remaining stray tears as you prepared to—

knock.

your whole body tensed.

“honey, what’s taking so long in there? is everything okay?” max asked, worry laced in his concern.

you didn’t have the guts to reply, what could you have said? no, everything’s not okay. something you said that should’ve had no affect made me feel like the shittiest person alive and i’m trying to hide it from you.

after no response, he cracked the door open slightly, just enough to see you sitting motionless, your face out of view.

“what’s going on?” he frowned, turning the lamp on before shuffling over to your side of the bed.

he could’ve sworn his heart shattered when he saw your face. your red-stained cheeks shooting daggers through his heart.

“schatje…” he cooed, pulling your chin up so you’d look him in the eyes.

you didn’t say anything, you couldn’t or else you’d break down again right in front of him.

“why are you upset baby?” he asked, gently sliding the hair out of your face.

“i try max, i’m trying.” you blurted, your tone harsher than intended.

he sat down next you, confusion riddled in his features. “trying to what?”

“be beautiful. be pretty for you.” you croaked out after a moment of silence.

his body tensed. “what do you mean? you know i think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“no max. i don’t know that.” you cried, dropping your head into your hands. “i’ve been trying these past eight months to remain as pretty as i could, for you. i can’t let myself go because there’s a possibility you might not love me anymore.”

“i’ll always love you babe. what brought this on?” he sighed, pulling you into his shoulder.

“you said i needed to slow down on my eating.” you admitted, the words coming out barely above a whisper.

the realization hit him, the moment replaying in his head unwillingly. “no, oh my gosh. fuck. i-i’m so sorry.”

“i’m so sorry, i promise i didn’t mean it like that. i was just worried you’d get sick. i don’t care how much you eat baby, i want you to eat more. you’re growing our baby inside of you.” he apologized, feeling terrible for how this affected you.

“i can’t bare to realize that i made you feel, even for a second, that you aren’t worthy enough for me, or that you are anything less than absolutely gorgeous.” he sniffled, caressing your hair with his palm.

“i’m sorry. i want to look how i did before—this, but it’s hard. i know i look different and—” you cried, the gravity of his words not hitting you yet.

“stop—don’t. you don’t have to feel sorry about anything. i’m sorry that i didn’t understand how much you were going through.” he shook his head, pulling you even closer into him.

“i should’ve noticed, i can’t imagine how you must’ve felt. i think you’re beautiful, no matter what you do, no matter how you look, even if you aged 50 years i will always think you’re perfect.” he whispered into your hair, rubbing circles on your arm with the padding of his thumb.

“so you’re not mad that i’m not as pretty as i used to be? i’ve tried—” you began, looking up at his tear-brimmed eyes.

“no, i will always think you’re perfect. no ifs, ands, or buts about it. i’m sorry i ever made you feel inferior, i wonder every single day how i got to be with someone like you.” he explained, hoping his words would bring you the comfort you desired.

“i knew you weren’t trying to be mean max, it just hurt because i’ve been trying to keep my figure the same, and i guess i just let myself go.” you sighed, gently leaning into his touch.

“stop talking like that, i don’t care how much you weigh or how your body looks. i. will. always. think. you’re. perfect. you don’t need to change yourself for anyone, especially not me.” he rubbed his eyes, resting his hand on your lower back.

“okay.” you muttered, exhausted from the torment of your thoughts.

“is that why you put this on?” he gestured towards your pajamas. “because you thought it would make me more attracted to you?”

you nodded shamefully.

“you could wear a trash bag and i’d still be as attracted to you as i am now. i love you. please don’t change for me, or anyone else for that matter.” he pleaded, gently grabbing your face in his hands.

“i won’t baby, i love you too.”

a/n: i saw someone currently working on this prompt and was inspired by it, i’m not sure who it was but if anyone can find it lmk!

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