amaranthineghost

[amaranthineghost]

teenage boy crush when???🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

when I get my act together fr 😞

honestly not too sure, I've been focused on school, work, and my call of duty blog. I've also started writing an actual book so that's taking some time.

i haven't touched this blog since November, and I'm not quite sure when I'll be posting back on here somewhat regularly. it's mostly just due to motivation and being busy with other things, but i would like to write it. Maybe later this year, I'll revisit or take a look into it, probably during summer break. thanks anon <333

[amaranthineghost]

He was getting ready for school, putting his long brown hair into a messy bun. As he looked at his blue eyes in the mirror, James Vowles came in. “I sold you to pay Williams’ debts,” he said. “Come meet your new master.”

Franco went downstairs and there he was ... Harry Styles.

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I'm in texas guys

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—23 GOING ON 33 oscar posts a couple of tiktoks which leads to the entirety of internet making fun of him for his millennial behavior

oscarpiastri has posted a tiktok!

[caption: come on then, give us your best #askoscar]

user what's your favorite type of bread

user hey oscar, why do you have a millennial pause even though you're technically gen z

user when is the carlos diss track?

ynusername why do you have a millennial pause, i thought you were better than this 😓

user how is your relationship with drs going??

user oscar do you perhaps know what a millennial pause is

user would you ever consider becoming a full time tiktok influencer

user do you think alex is pookie

logansargeant mate im older than you and i don't even have a millenial pause

⤷ logansargeant but when's the diss track

user how do you maintain the swirl in your hair?

user he's so millennial with that pause

user im not even surprised

user someone please teach him

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ynusername oscar sweetie i thought we talked about this

⤷ logansargeant the training we taught him got him no where! he's still acting like he was born 10 years before he actually was!

⤷ ynusername a true tragedy we must save him

user yn and logan plotting against oscar in the comments 😭

⤷ user he needs to be stopped

user the millennial pause is killing me

user he keeps avoiding the carlos diss track questions

⤷ user well ofc! he's got to keep it a secret for when it comes out

⤷ user TRUE

user i bet oscar is collaborating with lewis considering he took his seat at ferrari

user oscar, please take some advice the millennial pause is funny BUT PLEASE

user someone save him

⤷ ynusername 🤫🤫🤫

⤷ user GIRL PLEASE WORK YOUR MAGIC

⤷ ynusername IM TRYING HE DOESN"T LISTEN VERY WELL (this is the same man that was a car furry for the first few years of his life so)

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ynusername oh dear

⤷ ynusername okay but wait this is actually hilarious, i think i might stop breathing

⤷ oscarpiastri please breath

user when oscar posts a photo dump that's literally just the same pictures repeating in no specific order

logansargeant a tragedy that not even william shakespeare could write

⤷ user DIABOLICAL

user oscar buddy we have devolved instead of evolving from the millennial pause

⤷ user the teachings ain't working

⤷ ynusername IM TRYING MY BEST

⤷ ynusername but also millennial oscar is pretty funny

⤷ user we dont blame you yn! 🙌🏼

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ynusername this is how you post a photo dump

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user yes please teach him how its done

oscarpiastri maybe its all part of my master plan

⤷ ynusername oscar lets be fr, you can't come up with any master plans

⤷ oscarpiastri you never know

⤷ ynusername i mean i never knew you were capable of a millennial pause

⤷ oscarpiastri ouch

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oscarpiastri thanks for the help pretty ☀️

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—VICTOR IN THE STREETS, VICTOR IN THE SHEETS following his win at the 2024 austrian grand prix, george russell finds more way than one to celebrate his latest victory (smut)

no one could find either you or george after the podium; champagne soaked up in the fabric of their race suits, trophies in their hands before they were whisked away for more media interviews.

except for george. somehow he had managed to slip through a back alley of a couple of motorhomes, back to his driver's room after he had whispered, "meet me in there in five..." because of course, he wants you to watch him on the podium.

so he quickly padded across the concrete, leaving champagne footprints soaked into the floor. his hair darkened, dripping with alcohol, slipping down his face and mixing with the sweat from the hot day.

his race suit clad around his waist, sagging down with the added wet weight, fireproofs clung to his toned, tanned skin, goosebumps risen across the even flesh at the cold blast of the ac in the mercedes motorhome.

few employees turned their heads, wondering why their victorious driver wasn't out with the media, but none spoke a word as he carried himself quickly to his driver's room. he wasted no time in pushing open the door, seeing you, laying on the couch with your face buried in your phone.

a smile gracing your lips at his entrance, standing as he crossed the room. a gasp slipping through the open space when his lips collided with yours, the sweet, divine taste that lingered on his tongue mingled with yours, as well as the bitter tinge of sweat.

your body pressed against his, clothes becoming damp as you remained against his side. the dripping alcohol from his face smeared across yours, a fervent whine slipping from your lips as your nails grazed down his soaked fireproofs before creeping under the thin fabric.

you had to be quick, you couldn't risk george being gone for too long. his race suit pulled down his waist just enough, and your dress bunched around your waist, bent over the table.

he kneaded the fatty flesh of your backside under his palm, groaning as he stroked his cock in his other hand, thumbing over the tip, smearing the pearly precum.

his fingers tentatively pulled aside your panties, inciting a gasp at the cold air conditioning against your drenched cunt. arching your hips back into his dick,he slid his cockhead along your puffy folds, up and down in a teasing manner before he pressed himself into your slit.

a mewl escaped your lips, chest pressed against the cold table as his hips pistoned into you, the backs of your thighs quickly being irritated with the feeling of damp fabric rubbing against your flesh with every hard thrust against your spongy walls.

his cold hands found your waist, goosebumps rising in ripples across your skin at the feeling, flinching slightly as it brought you back down to earth from the heaven you were just in.

you didn't have time to revel in it, to relish the feeling of his cock being wrapped in your wet warmth, your drooling pussy coating his cock in slick, forming a creamy ring at the base of his dick.

usually he prided himself in how long he could last, but he was fervently slamming his hips against you, bulbous tip nearly grazing your cervix with the desperacy of his thrusts.

he needed this, you needed this. you could already feel the ringing in your ears, your vision becoming hazy as your jaw went slack. any feeling felt out of body, you felt numb as your entire body shuttered.

it wasn't until you felt the soaked fabric of his fireproofs and suit against your back that you came to, heavy breaths against your skin as he whispered praises, kissing along the flesh of your neck, leaving a mark here and there.

no one would know what you and george got up to in the less than 5 minutes you both were gone, but there were whispers about what could've gone down.

proofread by @foreveralbon <333

[amaranthineghost]

yk, i can’t even remember what the first fic of yours i proofread was (was it in december or january???), let alone the very first fic i ever read 😭😭 but i think it was this one maybe

IT WAS THIS ONE THAT YOU PROOFREAD (I had to figure it out after reading that first sentence) AND IT WAS WHEN YOU WERE VROOMVROOMVERSTAPPEN😭😭😭

TIME HAS FLEW BY!!!! it's actually crazy like I need to write some stuff for you to proofread and keep you busy like 🫣🫣🫣 IM SLACKING GUYS! ☝️😥

but I think it's crazyyyyyyy that like if you hadn't applied to be a proof reader WE WOULDN'T BE HERE! like you're literally one of the BEST PEOPLE I'VE MET ONLINE 🫶🏼 :3

[amaranthineghost]

new ask game for my writers: reblog for your followers to anonymously (or not) tell you what fic brought them to your blog :)

[amaranthineghost]

in which you celebrate the first race you’ve won with him

engineer!oscar piastri x red bull driver!reader

SINGAPORE GRAND PRIX, 2023

He’s your lucky charm now.

Since he joined your team, Oscar’s brought some bout of good luck you thought you’d lost halfway through the season. You’d started 2023 on a fucking high. You saw the chequered flag second, third, fourth every single race. Right up until you’d crashed in Monaco. You’ve failed to bring home decent points ever since.

Yeah, it’s been a shit show since then, and yeah, you’ve cursed your car and your team once or twice, but how can you not? Flawless, faultless car. Flawed, faulted driver. By July, self-doubt had begun to creep in, like monsters breaking in through the crack in your closet door. Like you’re the problem, talentless driver with a demanding car.

And then in waltzed Oscar Piastri.

Suddenly, it’s like bad luck never even knew your name. You qualify second in Zandvoort, pole in Monza. And though you only manage P2 in both races, they’re the best results you’ve gotten in months.

Now, Singapore’s humid air sticks to your flushing skin, a barely cool Sunday night breeze sweeping through the garage. You feel disgustingly hot, but even with your race suit hanging around your hips and your hair pulled away from your neck, not even the blasting aircon can cool you down. You try not to pay attention to it though.

Instead your focus is on Oscar, who’s got a tablet in one hand while the other gestures to your car. He’s talking about strategies, something something Sainz, maybe Leclerc? Fuck, you don’t know.

You’re trying to concentrate, but all you can is hear the crowd sweeping into the grandstands, chatter like screams when piled on top of each other, and they’re like a muffle round your head that traps your thoughts in your mind. You’ve done well to slow it, the doubt and the fear that’s built slowly building an indestructible wall that not even your successes have been able to weaken.

But it’s still there. Gradual, but there, building up with bad thought by bad thought. It’s a chilling worry that buzzes at your fingertips, warms your neck and throbs right between your eyes. Red Bull’s not made for Singapore, not a challenge your car’s equipped to face, perfect as she is, everyone knows that. A voice whispers in your ear, what if you fuck up this time around, go back to your old ways, bring back bad habits? What happens when you’ve got a second of doubt on track, what ruin your whole race?

What then?

It consumes you, this panic. Fear that eats at your confidence, day by day. Race by race. You dream of the day it’ll stop.

And someone’s calling your name then, to rip those imaginary earmuffs away from your ears so that the familiar hustle of the garage seeps in, a soothing salve for the demeaning wounds you’ve inflicted upon yourself, and your eyes flick up embarrassingly fast when you clock Oscar’s voice. He looks a little concerned, top lip curled and he’s gone all squinty eyed, as if he’s trying to see through what’s got you all distracted.

“Got that?”

“Huh?”

“You understood what I said right?”

No. But you’re good at pretending, making something up as you plaster a smile on your face and nod eagerly.

“Oh! Yes, yeah. Get past Sainz, hold back Leclerc, Lewis might pop up out of nowhere; I’ve been through it all already.” Your tense shoulders drop with relief when Oscar nods, satisfied that what he said went through your head. “Hey, I didn’t know they had you on strat.”

Oscar shrugs, tucking his iPad beneath his arm. “I’m wherever they need me to be.” Then he’s giving you that same smile he gave you the very first day you met—

(You’re the only one he gives that fucking smile to, you’ve come to realise.)

“See you after the race. Good luck!” —before wandering off to join a group of squabbling mechanics.

“Oscar guy’s good, isn’t he?” Max comments. He’s leaning against the table opposite you, water bottle in hand and straw between his lips. With one brow raised, he’s got a sly smirk that quietly screams at you to tell him what’s going on. Good as his gossiping relationship is with Charles, the drama is much better when it’s shared between the two of you.

“You were watching us?”

“There’s really not much else entertainment around here.” Max says. He ignores the way you stick your tongue out at him teasingly—Weirdo, you taunt—and just throws back his own playful sneer.

Your cap is in your hands and you trail the pads of your fingers over the embroidered number on the brim. The looped 8 is like a comforting endless constant in your life, a path that keeps you grounded when you feel like you’ve nowhere else to go. The 1 beside it reminds you of what you’re going to be one day. Who you’re going to be one day. Then you’re shrugging nonchalantly, a smile that mirrors his playing on your own lips, before you finally answer his question. “Like a lucky charm.”

Max perks up, straw dropping from parting lips, like a cat who’s got string dangling in front of it. “Really?”

“What, you don’t think so?”

“I think he hasn’t been around long enough to think that dramatically.”

You just shake your head, adamant. “He’s been on my team how long now and I’ve gotten, what, two P2s. Just before summer break, I was doing shit, you know this Max. I even had you there, back in Monza.”

Your teammate can’t help but roll his eyes, scoffing a little to lament, “Yes, this is the third time you’ve mentioned it this weekend alone.”

“I’m proud, what can I say?” Shrugging lightly, you brush past him with a pat to his arm. “But I didn’t overtake you because—”

“Because you don’t want to go down as the driver who ruined my ten-win streak, yes, I know that too.”

Because I’m a great teammate, you chirp, and Max just agrees with a resigned sigh. He taps your back before you finally walk away, squeezing your way between the engineers who are gathered around your car, giving it one final look over before the race starts.

Max’ll just pretend that he doesn’t see the way you stare at Oscar for a moment too long before directing your focus on someone else.

Nope, not at all.

—

You end up breaking Max’s ten win streak.

It’s crack, your national anthem, when you’ve been deprived of hearing it for so long, and you revel in the way the crowd chants your name, over and over like it’s Singapore’s favourite song.

There are no fake smiles now, no displays of false positivity. Just a contentment that relaxes your aching muscles and calms your racing heart.

You did it.

You’ve still got champagne dripping from your chin when you find your team after the podium ceremony, and you can taste its sweetness on your mouth when you lick your lips. They’re jumping on you, just like when you first got out of your car, but tighter and closer this time, like they’re trying to smother you in their pride and happiness.

Their hands rove over your body to praise you and you’re worshipped all over—cheeks, back, shoulders. If it’s not Max up there, to them, you’re just as worthy of their devotion.

You spot Oscar quickly. These days, your gaze never seems to stop wandering until it finds him. He’s standing off to the side, cap off for the first time since he’s entered the garage, hair ruffled from how often he’s received celebratory claps on the back and pats on the head. He’s not even a permanent member of your team (yet), but already, he’s treated like he’s been with you for years. Accepted, like his efforts have worked alongside theirs for the last seven months to accrue what you’ve achieved.

(For what it’s worth, he has worked wonders in the last four weeks. You’re starting to think he’s cast some sort of spell on your car. On you.)

Through the herd of blue and red-clad engineers, you meet his gaze. Lips pulled back into a wide grin, bunny teeth that you’re slowly growing fond of on full display. Congratulations, he wants to say, but you’re not close enough to hear it in person, so he beckons you over with a sweep of his arms. Enticing, but not demanding.

You’re bounding into his arms, anyway.

You can’t help the shriek of delight that leaves your lips when you hug him. “Oh my god!”

“You did it!” His voice is a breathy cheer in your ear, sending a shiver running down your spine as he shouts out the words that have been playing on loop in your head for the last hour. Somehow, they sound more real on his tongue.

“You’re a fucking magician, Piastri,” you say in awe when you pull away. Spellbound look in your eye, like you’re entranced by a magic trick you know he’s doing but no one else can see. He frowns, cocks his head like he doesn’t really know what you’re talking about but the crinkle of his eyes his eyes are a dead giveaway that he’s messing with you. “I don’t know what you’ve done to my car, or to me, but you need to keep it that way. Please.”

Oscar just laughs, cheeky and amused, cheeks flushed red from the heat. Though it might be the adrenaline, or even possibly just the satisfaction of being able to celebrate this win. You can’t tell, but if it’s that last one, a little part of you wishes that the light in his eyes is just a little more brighter than usual because you’re around.

He’s nodding then—a promise that yeah, he’ll keep it that way. You feel a little bit lighter inside, running off an intoxicating high that has simultaneously broken the wall of doubt in your mind and planted a seed of pride that germinates in the presence of Oscar’s joy.

From the corner of your eye, you catch Max’s prying gaze. He just tilts his head to Oscar, telling and understanding all at once.

He agrees.

the way i wrote oscar x reader’s dynamics seem very… forced to me. she and max feel a lot more fun to write, idk. hate this a lot, just wanted to get something out for you all. might delete in the morning. definitely will introduce landoscar in the next drabble!!!

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"I know how she feels about these things, and I can't imagine how my Dad will react...but I want to see where this goes." Is this a bad idea? Probably. That's never really stopped Roy before though.

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Not Evicted! Yet... is it worth the cat?...probably

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HOW TO INTERACT WITH WRITERS AND ARTISTS: A GUIDE

Hello! We all know that there is a steady decline in interactions and reblogs in fandom and I think a lot of new readers are very nervous to interact with artists on here. So as a somewhat seasoned Tumblr user, I figured I’d make a little guide for those who might feel they need it. :D

Disclaimer: This is by no means a rulebook or a demand. I am not forcing you to do any of these things. This is simply meant to be helpful towards those who might be new to the app or are nervous about interacting with people. Also: Since I write fanfiction, most of these examples are gonna be rooted in fanfiction. However, this can be applied to any other form of art on here as well!

FIRST OF ALL:

Customize your blog. A lot of people think blank blogs are bots. It doesn’t have to be a big thing but go on Pinterest, and find a cute profile pic. Choose a cool colour. Give your blog some personality.

It is completely fine and normal to want to remain anonymous on here. If you want you can choose a cool pseudonym (Alba is not my real name and I know for a fact that most of my mutuals’ “names” are pseudonyms.) but your blog can also just remain nameless.

If you are going to interact with NSFW fics and art I highly recommend putting your age in your bio. A lot of NSFW artists are not comfortable interacting with minors and ageless blogs and will block you if you don’t have your age somewhere.

It’s important to remember that writers and artists love interactions! We are here because we love a certain media and want to talk about it.

Secondly, Tumblr is not Instagram or TikTok. There are no “tumblr influencers”. Most of us are just normal people who do this as a hobby.

While it’s completely okay and normal to look up to someone or admire someone’s work, try not to put people on pedestals.

Lastly, fan fiction and art do not have a time limit. It doesn’t matter if it was posted yesterday, a year ago or ten years ago. It cannot expire. The love you feel for it now is just as valid as the love someone felt for it ten years ago. So please do not hesitate to interact with art just because it was posted a while ago.

THE BIG NO-NO’S:

“Part two?” It’s fair that you’re excited about a fic and want to read more, but simply just asking for part two without saying anything else can make a writer feel bad. We are not robots or content machines.

“X is stupid” “Your characterization is bad” “X wouldn’t do this” It’s okay to not like someone’s fic or art but commenting that it is bad or that you don’t agree is not okay. If you don’t like a fic you click off. If you don’t like someone’s takes or posts, you block them. You are responsible for curating your own online experience. Block what annoys you and move on.

Hate anons. I feel like I shouldn’t have to say this, but people still do it so I’m gonna say it anyway. Don’t send hate anon to people’s inboxes.

Don’t demand things. “When is the next part coming out?” “You promised you’d post” etc. Life happens. Most of us have school or jobs or both.

Use Character AI, Chatbot, etc. Do not use AI. Do not put other people’s art into AI machines without their permission or knowledge. AI steals people’s writing and art. Do not use it to finish unfinished fics for you, do not use it to get a part two, do not use it.

Do not repost* art without permission. Do not repost art on other platforms. Do not post people’s fics on Wattpad or other platforms without permission. Do not post artists’ art on Pinterest or TikTok without permission. Do not translate writers’ fics without permission.

*Note: reposts and reblogs are not the same. A reblog is when you press the 🔁 button at the bottom of a post. This is encouraged. Reposts are when you make your own post with the stolen art.

SO WHAT CAN YOU DO?

Reblogs. Reblogs, reblogs, reblogs. Reblogs. I cannot stress this enough. Tumblr’ algorithm sucks and sometimes posts don’t show up in tags. When you reblog someone's art you help more people see it!

Also, reblogs do not only help the artist but it also helps you! You can create a tag system on your account so you easily can find works you liked again. It’s much easier to find reblogged works than it is to go through your 300 liked posts. (Also if an artist deactivates you will still have the post instead of it disappearing.)

Comment on people’s art! Tell them what you liked! I promise you it will make their day!

Ask questions! Did you notice a specific choice the artist made that you found interesting? Is there something that intrigued you or you want to know more about?

BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY?

It’s important to remember that your support does not have to be some profound intellectual conversation. This is Tumblr, we’re all just having fun.

“I loved this!” “Your writing is amazing!” “This art is so pretty!” “The way you draw/characterize X character is cool!”

What did the art make you feel? “This made me happy” “This made me sad” Your emotions about the piece do not have to be positive. If someone wrote a 6k fic about the SatoSugu breakup then their goal probably wasn’t to make you feel joyous. Tell them how you feel! It will make them happy to know that their art evoked emotions in you.

Predictions! Did you catch some foreshadowing? What do you think happens in the next chapter? It's super fun as a writer to read what people think is going to happen!

Okay, folks. I think that’s all I have for you. Remember that we’re all just here to have fun. We want to interact with you. Reblog and comment on the fics you like! Send your thoughts to people’s inboxes! Once you get over that initial fear, I promise you, it becomes so much more fun. Fandom is supposed to be fun.

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"I should probably call her back..." Roy and Sam made it home safely thanks to Kennedy.

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I’ve said it for years but I’ll say it again. People want Lando to be the 2019 version of himself. Timid with no self-confidence and imposter syndrome.

Y’all want him to be bashful and apprehensive of the other drivers, y’all want him to giggle so much that he cries in press conferences, y’all want him to look at George and Alex not as equals but as heroes.

Lando is not 19 anymore. He’s gained confidence through the years and he’s found himself in this sport and seems to finally look at himself not as someone who lucked into the sport but as someone who deserves to be there.

He’s paid his dues through the years. He’s had a shitbox, a mediocre car and now a car that is worthy of his talent. Is he perfect? No, nothing about him is perfect. He’s flawed both on and off track, but he’s resilient, talented, insanely hard working and he has never ever been complacent in the years he’s been in F1. He’s championship material (and enough former drivers have repeatedly said the same) and now he’s a championship contender at the age of 24, and nothing anyone will throw at him or scream into the void or send him online will change that.

[amaranthineghost]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐟 ꒱ my american lover ( logan sargeant. )

logan sargeant x aussie!reader

in which a series of instagram posts causes the internet to think you're oscar's girlfriend

authors note: motivation these days is like trying to find water in a desert TvT doesn't help that this deleted the first time i tried to post it

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user HELP THE OSCAR PICTURE?

user this was not on my 2024 bingo card

⤷ user it was not on mine either what 😭😭😭

user since when does yn know about oscar piastri?

⤷ user and since when was he in her likes???

oscarpiastri where did you even get that photo 🥲

⤷ ynusername mumma piastri has a soft spot for me 😊

⤷ oscarpiastri ah

user omg she knows oscar's mom too

user is this a soft launch???

⤷ user using oscar's photos from when he was a kid? i sure hope not 😭

⤷ user okay yeah, that'd be a little bit awkward, but why else would she post a picture of him in her photo dump

user twitter is gonna go crazy

⤷ user i can already see the threads

user does no one know that they're friends?

⤷ user i thought this was common knowledge atp because he has appeared in her previous posts...

⤷ user right, there's photos of them as kids karting together

user ynscar 🙏

⤷ user i found my people

user the ynscar rumors starting up again is wild

⤷ user well they never denied anything

⤷ user ...

⤷ user are you on something?

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ynusername what a view (the city, not oscar)

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user stop, she's so pretty...and he's there

lilymhe we need to hang out and take pictures! the boys will find something to entertain themselves 😘

⤷ ynusername asap! 🙏🏻 they see each other every day, whats another?

⤷ lilymhe exactly! 😊

⤷ alex_albon what am i being signed up for?

user oh my god, lily and yn planning a hangout with their boyfriends? so its confirmed?

⤷ user AND THEY SEE EACH OTHER EVERY DAY??? GOTTA BE!!!

oscarpiastri is this just your new thing to post random photos of me?

⤷ ynusername yeah pretty much

⤷ oscarpiastri great thanks

⤷ ynusername anytime 🙂‍↕️

user of all the photos of oscar she could've chosen, she used this one

⤷ oscarpiastri right

⤷ user OMG OSCAR ILY!!!

user am i the only one who doesn't believe the ynscar rumors?

⤷ user you aren't because it just doesn't make sense

⤷ user right like just because she started putting memes of him in her posts doesn't mean they are outright dating

logansargeant the view looks great!

⤷ ynusername its so gorjos! (you're not talking about oscar, right?)

⤷ logansargeant gorgeous, babe, and no, of course not (yeah, i might be)

⤷ ynusername (oscar isn't the view here!)

⤷ logansargeant (says who) (and why are we talking in parentheses)

⤷ ynusername (i don't know) (why are you talking in parentheses?)

⤷ logansargeant (i don't know, that's why i asked you)

⤷ ynusername (well i don't know either)

⤷ logansargeant (you've said)

⤷ user (what's going on?) (why did he call her babe???)

⤷ user (why are logan and yn talking?) (not on my 2024 bingo card)

⤷ user (well they both know oscar)

⤷ user (but he called her babe??)

user help all the replies to their comments being in parentheses as well 😭😭😭

user am i the only one who prefers yngan to ynscar

⤷ user nope!

⤷ user i love them so much, but it's probably unlikely and we don't see much interaction from them

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ynusername pov you're max verstappen at miami and you look in your mirrors

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user oh my god

user im speechless

user the soft launch with the meme of oscar was not on my list of things happening this season 😭

bsfusername you know you're never beating the rumors

⤷ ynusername sadly 😓😓😓

⤷ bsfusername okay but when was this tho

⤷ ynusername wdym 😋

⤷ bsfusername don't gaslight me

⤷ ynusername what's gaslighting???

⤷ bsfusername bitch.

⤷ user rumors? such as the ynscar rumors?

user logan in the likes?

⤷ user hes BEEN in the likes for a hot sc, you just couldn't see him lurking

oscarpiastri you're not coming to the next race

⤷ ynusername WHY NOT??? IM YOUR BIGGEST SUPPORT 🙏🏻

⤷ oscarpiastri support your boyfriend

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⤷ ynusername SHHHH!!!

user wait so oscar isn't her boyfriend?

user anyone see logan in the likes???

⤷ user gotta support the homie's girlfriend

⤷ user gotta

⤷ user they aren't dating 😭

user okay, but do we know FOR SURE oscar and yn are dating? they just seem like really close friends...?

⤷ user SOMEONE GETS IT

user real ones know that oscar and yn are childhood friends

ynusername has posted a story!

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user PLEASE RESPOND TO THE RUMORS

user 1. you're dating oscar a. true b. false

user he doesn't even have the steering wheel 😭

ynusername 🤫

user oh my god im gonna faint, tell oscar and logan i love them

oscarpiastri you had the wheel

ynusername stupid, american cars amiright 🤣

oscarpiastri sure

ynusername okay no need for the attitude mr. im a formula 1 driver and am too cool for my BEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!

oscarpiastri go bother your BOYFRIEND

ynusername okay

ynusername ...

ynusername you're supposed to feel bad

oscarpiastri 😐😑😐

ynusername

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ynusername my american boy <3

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user the random middle of the day hard launch

⤷ user but im not complaining

logansargeant my kangaroo <3

⤷ ynusername EXCUSE ME???

⤷ logansargeant 😊

⤷ ynusername okay american eagle

oscarpiastri finally putting an end to the rumours i see

⤷ ynusername well you weren't going to do it so someone had to

⤷ oscarpiastri i thought it was common knowledge that i had a girlfriend that wasn't you

⤷ ynusername osc...im gonna hold your hand when i tell you this

⤷ oscarpiastri dont touch me

user the sass from oscar 😭😭

⤷ user i know right😭🫣

logansargeant

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logansargeant i love my aussie side

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user ON MY CELLULAR DEVICE???

oscarpiastri i thought i was your aussie side mate

⤷ logansargeant oh no, you are dw

⤷ ynusername probably why he put a picture of oscar in the hard launch

⤷ logansargeant you put one in the soft launch

⤷ ynusername fair point

user i was not expecting this (i was indeed expecting it)

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