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I know this one is a little sad but

Do you think you could write one of the drivers finding their gfs self offing note? And one of the thoughts running through his mind thinking that she was introverted but she was always happy?

DR3 | What happened?

danielricciardo x fem!depress!reader

Summary : When Daniel found your suicide note.

Warning : suicide note, depression, fluff, hurt/comfort

A/n : Here, reader is depressed. It includes everything like lack of hygiene, no motivation... Please, do not read this if it can trigger you!

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Daniel jumps on you and wraps his arms around you. He attacks your face with kisses, until it takes your breath away and makes you groan in displeasure.

''c'mon babe, get up!'' He told you as he continued his kisses and moved them down to your neck.

''Mhhh Dan! Move!'' You lazily push him away, rolling him onto the other side of the bed. He rolls onto his side, raising his head as he rests his head in his hand. He uses his other hand to clear your face of the few strands of hair hiding your face, tucking them behind your ears. But you push his hand away again and put the hood of your sweater on, then sink back into the blanket, pulling it up to your nose.

Daniel sighs. He noticed that you haven't been feeling well lately. You spend all your time in the bedroom and he has to force you out of bed every morning to take you somewhere. And sometimes he even has to remind you to do simple things like eating. Last meal, he feeds you, almost shoves food into your mouth because you were 'not hungry'.

But the most odd in that, it's that you're like that just with him. Whenever you're at the race with him, with people, you're someone else. You're talkative and the first to initiate the conversation. So he thought you just weren't in good mood because of the winter.

He ends up getting up, mainly because the position he's in is hurting his arm. He opens the curtains and pulls the duvet off of you, making you react.

''Daniel!'' You shouted at him and tried to grab back the duvet but only felt the sheet of the bed. You feel arms wrap around your waist and lift you up so easily. You don't say anything and let yourself do so, while Daniel carries you to force you to stand up.

''C'mon! We said we had to sort the whole house today.'' He rummages through your closet, pulling out an old t-shirt of his and a pair of shorts, then gives them to you.

''Get ready babe, I'm not gonna do this all alone.'' He kisses you tenderly and leaves the room to give you some privacy.

He noticed that too. You both don't do things anymore. He can understand that you need space, but at this point? How long ago was the last time he saw you naked? You don't even remember.

You change lazily, and join Daniel in the kitchen. In front of your usual place on the stool, you find a slightly burnt plate of pancakes, and you can't help but smile softly. He does his best. You know that he knows.

You force yourself to eat your pancakes while Daniel is already starting to sort through the few things lying around in the kitchen. He asks you from time to time if you keep this or that thing. Once your breakfast is finished, you clear your plate and help him sort the kitchen.

Time passes and you clean every room in the house from top to bottom. You decide to finish with the room that will probably take the longest to complete, your bedroom. Daniel digs under the bed, pulling out old boxes full of different things that you didn’t unpack when you moved in. You take care of sorting the wardrobe, folding and rearranging the clothes.

Daniel digs under your side of the bed and finds a small shoebox. He sits on the bed and opens the box, while watching out of the corner of his eye that you aren't watching him do so. He hates doing that, going through your stuff. But your health is starting to worry him so much that he feels the need to do it, to reassure himself.

Inside the box, there are a few papers. He recognizes a drawing that his niece drew for you, and a smile appears on his face. There is a pearl bracelet, the one that a Daniel fan gave you two years ago. He finds a jewelry bag, it's in this bag that he gave you the necklace you wear all the time. He quickly understands that in this box, there are things that you value very much. He recognizes your diary, you write in it every evening and he never thought to look at it. He takes it in his hands and a paper falls out of it. He puts the diary down and opens the paper that was folded in half. He looks at you again, and checks that you are still focused on your task of tidying the wardrobe. He returns his attention to the piece of paper he holds in his hands. This is a text that you wrote. He reads the beginning, and the first words take the smile off his face.

‹‹I want to die.››

Simple, fast and effective.

But it hurts. It hurts more because of the fact that you write it and doesn't talk to him about it.

He doesn't read any further, not wanting to intrude too much into your life and above all, not wanting to put pressure on you.

''Babe, wha-..what is that?'' You turn around with a little smile on your face and one of his hoodies in your hands. But your smile immediately fades away when you see the paper between his hands.

''It's nothing.'' You tell him coldly, snatching the paper from his hands and putting it back in the box then sliding it under the bed. Daniel places a hand on your waist and forces you to turn towards him, despite you trying not to let him. He forces you to sit on his lap and takes you in his arms.

''Don't.. please..'' He hugs you tightly, almost taking your breath away. You feel his breath faster than usual against you and he nuzzles into your neck, running one hand up and down your back.

You wrap your arms around him and rest your cheek against his hair. His scent soothes you, as usual, even if he smells slightly of sweat. But it strangely makes you feel good.

''May I ask you.. why?'' He asks you after long minutes of silence. He continues to hold you close to him, hoping he can get you to talk.

''I...I'm feeling so.. low.'' With each word you say, your voice trembles more. Tears well up in your eyes and you can't help but let them fall down your cheeks. Daniel sits a little further in the bed and this time, he presses your head against his chest while continuing to caress your back.

''It's like.. I don't know. I'm just.. I just feel like nobody understands me.'' You keep crying softly, holding back your sobs. ''Like, whatever I want to do is so hard.. just living is hard.'' Daniel lets you open up and talk to him. It's the first time he sees you like this, sobbing and shaking in his arms.

''I understand you.'' He caress your hair. ''I've been there too. And it was you who got me out of this black hole.'' he kisses your forehead as you look up at him with eyes full of hope.

''Me?..'' You repeat, more tears falling down your face.

''You gave me love, you gave me affection, you taught me to love myself and you gave me confidence in myself again.'' He smiles at you, his own eyes now wet. ''And I'm gonna do the same. I'm gonna help you. I'm gonna give you all the love I have in me, I'm gonna show you that you are enough and I'm gonna get you out of this black hole.''

His words make you cry even more and he hugs you tightly, stroking your hair and back to calm you down.

''Everything's gonna be fine. I'm here.. I'm here..'' He kisses your forehead again, determined to get you out of this hell.

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Could you write a fic for sebastian vettel? With driver reader? The plot is yours to decide but I want it to be fluff seb but rb era

Thanks in advance

SV5 | Don't be ashamed, sweetie

rb!sebastianvettel x fem!driver!reader

Summary: your period has always been painful and Seb helps you to relax.

Warning: Hurt/comfort

A/n: Think that the story takes place in 2012 and people are still very taboo about the subject of periods :/

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You hate days like that. End even more when it's race week. You wake up with dirty hair, stomach ache and this horrible urge to vomit. You groan and roll over in your bed into the fetal position, wrapping your arms around yourself. You've always had painful periods. And having them when you have to drive is always hell.

You wipe the little tears that are falling from your eyes and sit on the bed, close in on yourself. You get up slowly, holding onto the nightstand, still keeping a hand on your stomach. You gasp at the horrible feeling between your legs and force yourself to walk to the bathroom. You hurry to change, wash your hands and fall back into bed.

You grab your phone and sigh when you see all the notifications. Some emails, Instagram, X and messages. You see the message from your teammates, Sebastian Vettel. He asks you if you're fine because you weren't looking good at the media day yesterday. You answer him simply that you're fine and turn off your phone.

Maybe the worst part of all this is that you're ashamed to talk about it. No one knows how bad you are during your period and you've only had it once during a race. Your parents have always been very close on this subject and it has always been taboo throughout your life.

You hide under the duvet, seeking warmth. Your whole body is frozen. It's like you were naked in the snow. It's true that your pajamas don't help you warm up, given the prevailing heat in Qatar. But still, you're cold.

You turn over in your bed again, cursing nature for giving you such a painful uterus. After a few minutes, when you thought you were going back to sleep, you sat up and decided to get ready. After all, you don't really have a choice.

You put on your most comfortable clothes, grab your bag and leave your hotel room. You hurry to the paddock to hide in your driver room and be quiet.

Arriving at it, you drop onto the massage table and resume your usual position, folding in on yourself. You close your eyes and try to focus on your breathing to try to ease the pain. You're so annoyed that you didn't take your medicine. You didn't expect them at all! They are a week early. At least you're sure you're not pregnant.

You begin to cry silently, an accumulation of pain, fatigue and annoyance. You rub your eyes, to the point of ruining all your makeup - which makes you cry more.

You don't stop crying when your coach walks into the room. He's probably the only one who knows about your period - he doesn't really have a choice but to know.

''Have you taken your medication?'' He asks you a little coldly. He doesn't really know how to handle this and it makes you even more uncomfortable.

''No.'' You tell him looking at the ground, too embarrassed to look at him. He huff heavily, probably from irritation. ''Can you drive? Horner is not going to be happy.''

''I can drive!'' You stand up abruptly, quickly regretting your action because of the pain. You take a deep breath and try to calm down.

''Get ready. FP1 is in less than thirty minutes.'' He tells you quickly then walks out, lightly slamming the door behind him. Does he have his period too or something?, You think, noticing his bad mood.

You get off the massage table and hurry to put on your racesuit, taking advantage of the few minutes where you feel better than the morning. You take your bottle and go to your car in the garage.

The session was horrible. You thought you were going to die in the car the whole time. You barely managed to have a 'good time'. Everyone in the garage is disappointed and you know it. But you did the best you could. They want the best, given that your teammate, Sebastian Vettel, is taking the team very high. And there is you. At least, for today. They're expecting the worst, even though it's only the start of the weekend.

You return to your driver room quickly, angry with yourself and with the others who don't understand. You lie down on the small couch and start crying again, the only thing you do when you're so sensitive.

You close your eyes and try to sleep a bit when you hear a light knock on the door. You refrain from yelling at the person to get out and don't answer, hoping that they will leave.

''I know you're here Y/n.'' Sebastian's voice echoes from the other side of the door and you feel even worse. He's probably the last person you want to see. You don't want him to see you like this. What will he think? He will probably see me as a dirty person and hate me. You think to yourself and more tears fall from your eyes.

''Can I come in?'' He asks you, while pulling the handle but not opening the door. You mumble a 'yes' and he walks into the room, finding you dying on the couch.

''You're ok?'' He asks, approaching you, arms crossed. ''Your results weren't good.'' He adds a layer while moving forward to sit on the massage table.

''I look like I'm okay!?'' You answer him aggressively, being fed up with everything and everyone.

''Wow, little Y/n show her claws?'' He teases you with a smirk.

''Shut up!'' You shout at him and you turn around then sit up to look him straight in the eyes.

''Calm down.. You're on your period or what?'' He jokes slightly but puts on a serious face when he sees your red and slightly swollen eyes. ''You know, it's not that bad what you did.'' He gets off the massage table and comes and sits next to you.

''Damn, you men!'' You look at him annoyed and he understands that that's the problem.

''I have sisters you know.'' He gets up and walks towards the door. ''I'll be back.'' He mumble then leaves without saying anything.

''You're serious!?'' You shout at him, not understanding his behavior. Is he that disgusted? That's understandable.

You immerse yourself in your pain by lying down again and curling up on yourself while sobbing. Sometimes you wish you were a man. You wouldn't have all these problems. You wouldn't be bothered by your period. You would surely be much more respected and loved in this sport..

Sebastian returns more than half an hour later. He comes in without knocking and finds you crying silently on the couch.

Without saying a word, he throws something at your back. You groan and sit up, picking up the chocolate that fell on your stomach. He takes the opportunity to sit next to you and places a hot water bottle on your knees.

''You can lie against me.'' He looks away, cheeks red as he makes himself comfortable on the couch and takes the blanket that was at the end of the couch.

A slight smile appears on your face and you fall against him, resting your head on his thighs. He puts the hot water bottle on your lower stomach and tucks the blanket around you.

''You're good?'' He runs his hand through your hair and gently massages your scalp. You answer him with a little 'mh', feeling the pain lessen, thanks to all of Seb's attention.

''I'm sorry.'' You sob softly. ''It's embarrassing.''

Seb chuckle and it sends butterflies in your stomach. ''I told you, I have sisters. I'm used to it. Don't be ashamed, sweetie'' The nickname makes you blush and you feel him press his lips against your forehead and you close your eyes, feeling much better than this morning.

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OP81 | Spider | Blurb

oscarpiastri x fem!reader

Summary: You just wanted to take a shower, but you're disturbed by a horrible spider.

Warning: spider description!!!

A/n: I struggle to write that because spiders are my number one phobia and just thinking about it is killing me.

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The heat of Australia knocks you down a little more each day and the nights are real hell. Between Oscar sticking to you, because he's used to it, and the mosquitoes who are attacking you, you thought you were at the end of your rope.

You step into the bathroom, ready to take a cold shower, in a hope to cool yourself down. You tie your hair into a horrible bun and look at yourself in the mirror for a few seconds. Your skin is much tanner, but still not used to the harsh sun of the southern equator. You run your hand over your face and notice how oily and rough it is. You remove your clothes, careful not to touch the areas where your skin is red, burning. You leave them on the ground, near those that Oscar left the day before, and you turn towards the shower.

As you were about to go inside, your whole body froze. So this hell will never end? You take a long look at the horrible black and hairy creature that is at the bottom of the bathtub. Its eight legs are frozen to the ground and its eyes are fixed on you. Neither you nor the spider dare to move. Your heart beats fast and you feel your legs start to shake. You open your mouth but nothing comes out, as if your voice is blocked. Then, finally, as the spider begins to walk towards you, a shrill cry finally escapes from your throat.

You walk backwards desperately, until your back meets the wall. Your eyes never leave the spider as you feel this horrible feeling of a spider walking all over your body.

''OSCAAAAR'' You scream a second time, hoping your boyfriend can hear you across the big house. In less than a minute, someone opens the door in a big 'boum' and Oscar takes you in his arms to move you away.

''Y/n! You're ok!?'' He places both hands on your cheeks and turns your head to either side, as if to check if you have any injury. ''Why did you scream? Are you in pain? Did you fall?'' He debited his words, as if the end of the world has fallen on you.

''Spider..'' Is all you manage to say, still in shock from the big hairy bug you just saw.

''Spider?'' Repeat Oscar, with a once of worries in his eyes.

Oscar isn't really afraid of spiders. He is accustomed. But just knowing it's a spider doesn't help much. It can be a black widow or a small house spider.

He wraps your towel around you, to prevent you from catching a cold (even if the heat in the room definitely prevents you from it.) and heads towards the bathtub.

He starts giggling when he sees the 'little' spider at the bottom of the bathtub, desperately trying to get out.

''What are you doing there...'' He starts talking to the spider while grabbing it by its two back legs.

''WHAT THE HELL OSCAR!?'' You scream as he shows you the spider with a smirk. ''It's a Huntsman. They are harmless.''

''AH HUNTSMAN!? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?'' The horrible creature starts moving in all directions and tries to get out of the grip of Oscar's fingers but can do nothing.

The Australian uses his other hand to open the bathroom window and places the spider on the sill. It takes the opportunity to run and hide in the bushes below.

''Welcome in Australia, honey.'' He giggled again and leaned to hug her but she walked back.

''Wash your hand before touching me, I don't wanna have baby spiders on my skin.'' Oscar rolls his eyes and quickly runs his hands under the water before forcing you into a hug. You struggle slightly but eventually let yourself go and he kisses your forehead.

''Go take that shower, my mum and sis want to show you Sidney.'' You groan slightly but he finally lets go of you and leaves the bathroom to give you your moment of privacy alone.

Tagg: @millinorrizz

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Reader facing a big spider in Australia and Oscar saving her 🙌🏻

(I'm gonna write that yeah yeah.)

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You do know that there’s been plenty of women in Formula One, right? Maybe not in the last decade, and none of them have won, but there’s been plenty of women in Formula One, so your character would not be the first woman in Formula One. I’m sorry if I got this wrong and you didn’t make her the first woman in Formula One, but I saw a post of yours that said she was the first one and I wanted to let you know just in case you didn’t know that there had been plenty of women. Including Susie Wolff

Actually, I know it! I expressed myself badly, what I wanted to say was that this woman in question should be 'put more forward'. I'm not saying all these other women aren't(despite the fact that I only know Susie Wolff) but the reader would do several seasons (I don't know at all if some women do it and find it sad ) and the story will take place in the 21st century.

Anyway. Sorry, I didn't want to say that there had never been a woman in F1.

Hope to be forgiven 😔

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Should I continue my story where you're following the point of view of the first woman in formula one?

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I'm currently rewriting my fanfictions, the ones that appear in pink are the latest versions :)

I'm not writing driver x driver so everything you see below are always driver x reader !

All of these are fem!reader

English isn't my native language, tell me if I make any language mistakes <3

♡ indicates smut

Female driver

✰ INTRODUCTION | READ THIS FIRST PLS (it's better to understand :)

Carlos Sainz ⁵⁵

♡ BREAKFAST | She wakes up before Carlos to prepare breakfast but he's not going to eat food.

Charles Leclerc ¹⁶

DEPRESS GIRLFRIEND | Hurt/comfort | Charles comes back to his shared house after three weeks of intense race. But the thing he didn't expect is to find her girlfriend having a relapse.

♡ REAL ORGASM | Y/n confess to Charles that she doesn't know what true orgasm is. And he shows her what it is.

♡ DIRTY BOY | Y/n keeps bothering her boyfriend until he gives in and shows her how to be a good girl.

♡ MINE | One of y/n's friends was too close to her at a party and Charles makes it clear to her in the evening when they returns home.

Daniel Ricciardo ⁰³

WHAT HAPPENED? | Hurt/comfort | When Daniel found your suicide note.

Lando Norris ⁰⁴

♡ WELCOME HOME | He found Y/n in his hoodie, her favorite toy in her.

♡ TITS | part one - part two | Lando meets Y/n at a club and she asks him to sign her tits. A few days later, Lando is looking for her and they become friends. So she surprises him by coming to see him in Las Vegas.

Oscar Piastri ⁸¹

♡ OVERSTIMULATION | She wanted to try the roleplay but she can't take it anymore. He takes care of her after it.

CRASH | After the biggest crash of Oscar's life, Y/n go to see him at the hospital.

HARD WORK | After the biggest exam of her entire life, y/n found Oscar in front of her university, waiting for her.

♡ BABIES | Oscar is looking for y/n around the paddock but can't find her until he sees her with Lando's niece.

SECRET RELATIONSHIP | Oscar and Y/n are in a secret relationship, nobody knows about them. Until they're caught.

♡ MIRROR SEX | Y/n is a stressed student and Oscar helps her to take her stress away.

♡ CAUGHT | part one - part two | Y/n is the apple of Lando's eyes. He always protects her from everyone. Well, that's what he thought until he realized that she's not that innocent... Especially with his teammate.

SPA SESSION | Oscar is quietly at the spa and disturbed by Y/n.

VALENTINE'S DAY EVENING | McLaren had the wonderful idea of revealing the new car on Valentine's day evening.

MY PRINCESS | Y/n goes out and Oscar has to take care of their baby alone for the first time.

SPIDER | blurb | You just wanted to take a shower, but you're disturbed by a horrible spider.

Sebastian Vettel ⁰⁵

DON'T BE ASHAMED, SWEETIE | Hurt/comfort | your period has always been painful and Seb helps you to relax.

Landoscar ⁸¹ ⁰⁴

CUDDLES | blurb | Y/n and Landon always cuddle together, and Oscar starts to get jealous.

♡ WHO IS IT? | Oscar and Lando wonder who Y/n knows the best.

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Welcome to my page!

I'm A and I'm French so don't hesitate to tell me if I made any language mistakes!

Don't hesitate to like and repost my stories, it gives me more visibility, thanks to those who will !!

My writing list:

Oscar Piastri

Lando Norris

Charles Leclerc

Daniel Ricciardo

Sebastian vettel

But I'm open to all the drivers! It's just that I'm more comfortable to write about them.

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I mainly write about Oscar but I'll try to vary it.

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Last write : DR3 | What happened?

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I really want to redo my entire blog and rewrite all my stories because I find them so rubbish :/

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I’d do anything to have a threesome w Landoscar

OP81 LN4 | Who is it?

Summary: Oscar and Lando wonder who Y/n knows best.

Warning: smut

A/N: I'm trying to come back slowly by slowly :)

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''Ok so, we were thinking about a game.'' Said Lando while playing with the thread of her little pink panties. ''Mh? What kind of game?'' She fidgets beneath him, feeling his warm breath against her neck. ''I'm sure you'll like it.'' The Australian says, playing with her hair, then passes a cloth in front of her eyes and ties it behind her head. Lando's kisses keep going down towards her chest as Oscar makes sure not to get her hair tangled with the knot. ''Does it hurt?'' Oscar is more of the type to be careful about everything in bed, compared to Lando. ''No, I'm ok.'' She reached out to Oscar's voice, hoping to make physical contact but all she touches is the wood of the headboard.

Lando takes her hand and entangles his fingers with hers. ''Oscar?'' She asked softly. Oscar left his fingers tracing random patterns on her stomach, ''Maybe..'' Lando chuckle and trails kisses along her jaw. ''You know..'' He whispered in her ear, ''Last time, with Oscar, we were wondering which of us you know the best..'' She feels shivers down her spine, already understanding the little game. ''I-'' Oscar leans down and doesn't let her talk, covering his lips above hers. ''Who was it?'' She thought for a long time, not really knowing how to differentiate kisses between the two boys. ''Lando?'' Her voice is uncertain and the next thing she knows, she feels one of the boys nibbling on her neck. ''Wrong answer, sweetie.'' Lando let his hand wander over her panties, teasing her as she moaned softly.

''Naughty girl..'' Oscar's hand that was on her stomach went lower, helping Lando to tease her. Lando lets his hand slide through her folds over her panties. ''Who?'' Oscar asked softly, loving watching the way her tits moved at the rhythm of her breaths. She tried to use her hand to touch their hand but Oscar grabbed her wrist. ''Uhn uhn, sugar.. don't cheat.'' She moaned again, but more in a frustrating way. ''More..'' She whines, still trying to figure who it is. ''Me or Oscar?'' Asked Lando, giving some kisses on her thighs. ''Ah.. Fuck.. Lando?''

She feels one hand tugging her panties down, and silent. ''Guys?'' She asked, waiting for more. Oscar looks at Lando and moves his head towards her core, as if to say 'go first'. Lando positions himself correctly between her legs, while Oscar searches in one of the drawers of the nightstand for handcuffs. He ties her hands to the bed, careful not to hurt her.

Lando doesn't wait any longer and kisses her inner thighs, leaving a few red marks. She moaned loudly when he reached her bundle of nerves, leaving a few kisses there. She tried to close her legs around his head but his arms held them in place, firmly. He plays with her clit, his tongue making little circles, constantly stimulating her. She moves her hips, pressing his tongue harder on her core. ''Ahh.. please..'' Lando uses his fingers to play with her tight hole , slipping two in it.

The younger man takes her right hand, releases it and brings it to his member, letting her stroke it. She uses her thumb to play with his tips, Oscar keeps his moans as best he can. She squeezes him tightly while Lando use his tongue to fuck her. She tries to move her other hand but only hurts herself. She feels the knot in her lower abdomen slowly untied, her legs shacking like crazy. Suddenly, Lando stopped everything and looked up at her frustrated face. ''Ahh! Fuck it! Seriously!?'' She moaned loudly, hoping her boyfriend would continue. Oscar took off her hand from his dick, because she squeezed it too hard. ''Who, sweetie?'' She tries to find, thinking about the cock she was having in her hand a few seconds ago. ''Lando?..'' The man in question stands up and presses his lips against hers, putting two fingers back. She moaned loudly in the kiss, contracting her thighs around his hand. He uses his thumb to stimulate her clit while Oscar uses his hand to caress her breasts and pinches her nipples. ''Mhh good girl..'' And that's enough for her to come brutally against Lando's fingers.

They both take off their hands from her body and Lando pass his hand in Oscar's hair. He leans forward and kisses him in a wet song and allow the Aussie to taste her with Lando's lips. As they both get involved into the kiss, they go back to the really with her desperate whines. ''I hope you're not having fun without me.'' She said, teasingly as both boys chuckle and put on hand on her body to confirm her that they don't forgot her.

Oscar lean and kiss her neck. He leaves a few red marks as he feels Lando's hand on his back, tugging softly his skin to encourage him.

The oldest of the three grabs the box of condoms and carefully opens one. Oscar turns around and watches Lando slips the condom onto his hard dick. His head fell back and Lando plant a kiss on his neck before slapping his ass playfully. They both laugh softly but quickly regain reality. ''Tell me if I disturb you.'' The young lady tease them. The Aussie doesn't waist his time and burry his cock deep inside her tight hole.

He waits until she's used to it and moves slowly, just grinding his hips against hers, making her moan. He comes out a little, then goes in again, and comes out a little more, and goes in a little harder, and increase his speed slowly by slowly. Oscar gets a little more comfortable by placing his elbows next to her head, making movements much gentler and slower but more pleasant. ''Oscar!'' She moans loudly. Maybe she can't recognize their lips or the way they suck her. But she can definitely recognize the way they fuck her. Well.. Oscar is more the type to make love to her. And Lando could fuck her senseless as well as he can take it easy and slowly.

In the meantime, Lando can't help but grab his cock between his fingers and jerk himself off in rhythm of Oscar's movement. Quickly, the three of them found themselves borderline of climax. Oscar is the first. He's always the first. He's the type of guys that cum so easily but a lot of time. Y/n is the second. Feeling Oscar's hot cum surrounding the condoms makes her loose control. Then there is Lando. He can't cum. So he abandoned and leave his cock swollen from the need to cum.

Slowly, Oscar pulls out of his girlfriend in a wet song. He falls on the bed, his breathing still heavy. After a few seconds, the Aussie release Y/n and she falls in his arms. He caress her hair and grab Lando's waist, as if to ask him to come closer. But he didn't.

''Guys I need help.'' He said shameless, his cock still twitching into his hand. ''I'm exhausted.'' Said quickly the young lady. Oscar sit up as well as Lando. He takes Lando's dick in his hand and start to stroke him quickly. Lando press his forehead against Oscar's should and close his eyes. Quickly, he find himself moaning loudly and cumming all over Oscar's hand.

The three of them lay against each other, Oscar in the middle and Y/n and Lando against him.

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OP81 | Valentine's Day evening

Summary: McLaren had the wonderful idea of revealing the new car on Valentine's Day evening..

Warning: a lot of teasing, blowjob but not that much described.

A/N: I'm not going to say that I'm back because it would be a lie. I know it's a bit random after not posting for more than one month. Take care of yourself 🫶🏻

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She climbs on his lap, straddling him. He lifted her dress up, rubbing his hands against her hips. She rubs herself against the prominent bulge on his pants, his fingers digging in her hips through her dress. As they were about to go further, Oscar's phone rang. He ignores it, turning it in silent mode. But his phone vibrates again.

He sighed, picking up the phone. She mutters an incomprehensible swear and Oscar gently pats her thigh, as if to remind her to be polite.

''Lando what do you want?'' His voice doesn't let anything show, so she moves her hips a little to make him react. He bites his bottom lip and closes his eyes, trying not to moan into the phone. She doesn't hear what the British is saying but it seems like he's annoying Oscar.

''Yeah yeah we'll be there in 10.'' He said, annoyed. ''Yes Lando!'' He hung up like that, Lando visibly irritated him. She tries to move her hips again, but Oscar puts his hand on her hips, stopping her.

''We have to go.'' He took her off of him, pulling down her dress. ''But I thought we had time ?'' She follows Oscar like a poor puppy who nobody wants to play with. He put on his coat and handed hers to her. ''Lando wants us to be here earlier.'' She puts on her coat. ''And you're listening to him?'' She takes her purse, checking that there is everything she needs inside.

''Boss order.'' He opens the door to her, following her outside and locks the door behind him. The cold of winter makes him shiver. He doesn't understand how she manages to be in a dress in the middle of February.

He runs towards her, putting his hand on her lower back. He opens for her the door of the car and closes it behind her. He sits next to her, behind the wheel and starts the engine. He started to drive, with both of his hands on the steering wheel because of the people everywhere in the city.

They finally arrive at the highway, allowing him to place his hand on her thigh. He caresses her thigh tenderly, his fingers drawing random patterns.

Eventually, they arrive at their destination, already surrounded by journalists around the car. Oscar comes out first, his hand leaving her thigh against his will. Journalists are already taking photos of him but he doesn't take the time to pose, preferring to go and open his beloved's door. He holds out his hand to her, she grabs it and easily gets out of the car. He closes the door behind her, his hand in hers.

She's not really used to McLaren events and all this makes her uncomfortable. He's used to it now. But it still makes him uncomfortable too.

Oscar dragged her towards the red carpet. They can't avoid it. Even if they would love. Eventually, they can breathe a little easier after the red carpet, the journalists cannot follow them.

But the people in the private room don't ease their tension completely. They look for their seat, find it quickly and place their stuff in front of their name label.

Hopefully for Oscar, he's next to Lando. Y/n, her, she's next to someone unknown. It promises a wonderful night.

''Oscaaar, my dear friend!'' Lando knows how to be unnoticed. ''I thought you'll never come.'' They sit down, waiting for the event to start.

What a long night for y/n and Oscar. The person next to y/n is so boring. She keeps talking, without letting time for her to answer. Oscar sees that she's starting to be annoyed and tries to help her by teasing her.

He rubs her thigh, going higher than normal. His fingertips wander throughout her inner thigh, sending shivers down her spine.

''Are you cold? Because if you are, Did you know that if two people are naked against each other, it's very hot?'' Y/n don't take the time to listen to her, trying to focus on not moaning.

She bites hardly her lower lips when Oscar talks to her ear. ''Wanna go to the bathroom, mh?'' Y/n stands up abruptly, heading towards the bathroom through the crowd. Oscar follows her closely, managing to grab her hand.

She locked them in a bathroom, Oscar pressing her against the wall in front of the door. He nibbles her neck, making her moan.

''You're so neddy.. my poor pretty girl..'' He bit down her collarbone, leaving a few red marks. Her hands tug at his suit and his hair, like she wants to be even more connected to him. The friction of his bulge in his pants against the crook of her legs drives her crazy, but she restrains herself from moaning too loudly.

He slams his lips against hers, their teeth collide. They laugh softly before Oscar kisses her again. His hands caress her body in every corner, making her feel good, ''Oscah, you're gonna kill me.'' She whispered to him, her voice as soft as music.

He sucked the skin of her neck, not worrying about the fact that it leaves reddish marks there. She lets it happen, tilting her head to the side to give him more space.

Suddenly, she grabs his hips and makes him turn around, pinning him against the wall. She tries to grin herself against him but she's too small to feel his now hard length against her needy pussy. She hastily undoes his tie and opens the first buttons of his shirt to bite his neck as if she hadn't eaten for several months.

He moaned loudly as she kissed that spot under his ear that he loves so much, his hands gripping hardly her hips, almost leaving bruises. She grabs his cock and kneads it through his pants, making him roll his eyes back, his mouth wide open in a 'o'.

''Y-Y/n! s-stop!'' He moaned in a high pitched voice, ''I'm gonna c-cum in my pants.'' He said, almost crying from holding back his climax.

She quickly gets on her knees, undoing his belt hastily and pulling down his pant and boxer at his middle thighs. She doesn't wait even more to take him in her mouth and in less than two minutes, his eyes roll back once more, his hot and thick seed filling her mouth.

She quickly cleans him with her tongue and lets him get dressed. He kissed her one last time, almost tasting himself on her lips.

They face the mirror, and that's when they realize they shouldn't have.

Y/n's makeup is ruined by the blowjob she just gave. Her hair is a mess, red marks all over her neck and her lipstick all over her mouth. As for Oscar, it's not any better. Her shirt is all wrinkled, lipstick marks all over his face and neck.

''I'm gonna kill you.'' The young man said as he started to panic, already thinking about all the scandal there is going to be. However, Y/n laughs at the situation.

''I have makeup in my bag.'' She looks at her man as she reaches her hand up and tries to arrange his hair.

''But your bag is at the table, isn't it?'' She nodded slowly and started to think of a solution. ''You have your phone?'' He takes it out of his pocket. ''Call Lando then.''

Oscar shakes his head as a no. ''No way he sees us like that.'' She giggles at his reaction. ''Oh c'mon babe. You prefer all the photographers to take pictures of us like that?'' The man sighed and eventually called Lando, who joined them with the bag of Y/n without asking questions. He knocks on the bathroom door and Oscar opens it for him and locks it right away.

''You save me from that girl, she can't stop talking I swear.. What you both were doi-'' He doesn't even finish his sentence as he burst in laugh, seeing Oscar looking at the floor and playing nervously with his hand. Y/n, her, grab the bag from Lando's hand, rummage throughout it and take out some makeup.

''Osc, come here.'' She ignores Lando's child attitude as he has a hard time to calm down. ''You both are that needy?'' He asked between laughs. Oscar approached the young lady and she started to apply a yellow base on all the red marks on his neck.

''wow, she literally ate your neck, mate.'' The British boy said as he looked at his teammate's neck. ''Shut up.'' Answered Oscar, his face red from embarrassment.

Y/n keep covering Oscar's neck, until all the red marks aren't visible anymore. She does the same on her neck while her boyfriend fixes his clothes and his tie. She also fixed her make up and her lips until both of them were like before.

''I can't see nothing.'' Said Lando as he observed their neck attentively. ''You're a pro of makeup Y/n.'' Joked Lando. ''I just have the habit with him.'' She teased him as his cheeks got back to red.

''C'mon Oscah, I know you're not that shy.'' Lando gently hit his shoulder as he opened the door for them to get out.

The three of them go back to their table, where they refound that one lady who's already annoying Y/n again...

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Prompt Lando cockblocking Oscar w Landos sister

OP81 | Spa session

Summary: Oscar is quietly at the spa and is disturbed by Y/n.

Warning: suggestive, cockblocking, reader is the sister of Lando.

A/N: Hope you'll like it <3

MASTERLIST requests are open

What's better than a good spa session after a tough race? Oscar loves that. Feeling the warm water against him, relaxing all his muscles and clearing his head. He really needed it after the difficult race in Singapore. His head falls back against the edge of the basin, gasping and closing his eyes with pleasure.

In her pink bikini, she joins him without warning him. He doesn't open his eyes, already knowing that's her. She sits next to him, putting her legs over his. His hands found their way on her thighs, rubbing it with his fingerstip. She wrapped her arm around his neck, whispering something in his ear, ''You did a great job today.'' She doesn't have the time to see him with all the interviews and the post race conference he had. She kisses his red cheek and adds, ''Just like always.'' This time, it's him who kisses her, on her sweet lips.

She add little movement with her lips, followed by him. His left hand slips on her waist and pulls her over his lap. She follows his movement, straddling him. He intensifies the kiss by running his tongue over her lips and she parts her lips, giving him better access to her mouth. They tongue dance together, exploring the inside of each other's cheeks. She rubs herself, over his swimsuit against his semi-hard cock.

She massages his shoulder, her long nails digging softly in his skin. ''Slide in.'' She moaned into the kiss, wanting more. Oscar has never been the possessive type, to show everyone that she belongs to him. And making love in a public place doesn't turn him on compared to her. He's afraid of being surprised even though she would love it. But he loves her. And he would do anything for her. So if he doesn't finish but she does, it makes him happy.

Her hand found its way between his legs, kneading his hard cock over his swimsuit. He moaned against her ear as she slipped it out. She doesn't wait any longer to impale herself on him, the water helping to lubricate everything.

Oscar, who wanted to clear his head and no longer think about anything, it's a failure. Well.. not in a bad way, ''Fuck, you're so tight.'' She chuckled as she was about to move, Oscar stuck his lips to hers. She didn't have the time to move, they heard a 'clic' and when they turned their heads, they saw Lando, taking a picture of them. ''So cute.''

Oscar just freezes, fixing Lando. He doesn't know what to do, but Lando seems to have seen nothing. She quickly pulls out of him while Lando has his head down on his phone. She still remains on his lap so it's not appear suspicious. ''You join us?'' He puts his phone across, near their towel, ''If it doesn't bother you two.'' He entered the water and sat across them. Y/n leave Oscar's lap, leaving her hand on his thigh. She plays with his little hairs with her fingertip. ''You ok mate?'' Oscar, who still didn't say anything yet, still too shocked by what just happened. Lando really just took a picture of the two of them without knowing they were doing something else? He slowly turns his head away from Lando, unable to make an eyes contact with him. ''Uhm? yeah yeah yeah. Just thinking.'' His Aussie accent makes him less credible.

''If you're too hot, you shouldn't stay.'' Lando notices his cheeks all red with embarrassment. Y/n chuckles, she loves to see her Oscar embarrassed. He's always so awkward and he never knows what to say or to do. ''Huh? What?'' Oscar, who was looking at the landscape, turns his head back towards Lando. ''I said: If you're too hot, you shouldn't stay.'' Oscar can't get Y/n away from his mind and now that Lando is here, he sees her when he looks at him.

''Na I'm ok.'' Oscar doesn't want to get away. Because he knows how hard he is and he also knows that Lando will see it if he gets up. And of course, Y/n notice it. Well, she also feels it so, it's obvious that she knows how he feels. Plus her little bikini doesn't hide her skin a lot. She knows Lando will never look at her the same way Oscar looks at her. And she purposely wore her little pink bikini (Oscar's favorite) to make him react.

And today, she feels playful, ''Oscar, baby, can you pass me my phone, please?'' Oh no. That's bad for Oscar. His name plus the pet name plus the way she turns towards him, her tits moving along her body, it was too much for Oscar. His gaze quickly goes down her breasts and goes back to her eyes. Oscar closed his eyes and sigh. He really doesn't want to get up, ''Of course, darling.'' Oscar saw her little game. And he gets into it. Y/n blushes. Oscar is not the type to give her pet names and especially in front of her brother.

He gets up, quickly, hoping that Lando doesn't look at him. He grabs her phone and passes it to her. He goes back in the water, his thigh against Y/n's one. Lando looks at his sister, then looks at Oscar, then back at his sister. ''What are you both up to?'' Lando narrows his eyes and stares at them both, Oscar and Y/n smiling like nothing happened. Oscar's hand found its way to her thigh, squeezing it softly. ''Just enjoying each other.'' Y/n caught loudly, looking at her phone to avoid the face of the men.

''You send me the pic?'' She quickly looked up at Lando, who looked at her with a gaze as if to say 'what the fuck'. She ignores his gaze, ''Laaaan'? You're gonna answer me?'' Lando rolled his eyes back, disappointed not to have an answer to his question. ''Yeah I send you it on insta.''

She continues to stay on her phone, while Lando is now trying to get information from Oscar. He stares at him, his eyes narrowed and he scans his facial expression. Oscar, who asked nothing, suddenly feels like he's naked in front of him. Instinctively, he discreetly hides his crotch with his hands, afraid that Lando will see his bump. But being clumsy as he is, his cheeks turn even redder and he continues to look at the landscape nervously. Lando laughs as he gets up, ''Caught. Again.''

Y/n looks up from her phone, one eyebrow up, ''What do you mean.'' Lando dries himself with a towel, ''You should teach Oscar how to be discreet.'' Oscar wants to disappear right now. Lando always manages to make him uncomfortable, and his sister too as well.

Lando's gaze meets Y/n's and they burst out laughing. ''I'm sorry but, this is so funny!'' Lando's shrill laughter breaks Oscar's ears and he lets himself slide into the water until he almost hides his red head. ''Aww, baby! We're joking.'' She puts her hands on his cheeks and squeezes it. Oscar is about to cry because he feels so embarrassed. But he keeps his cool and ignores their laugh.

''Fuck you both.'' Y/n and Lando laughed even more, her hand rubbing his shoulder gently.

''You're too touchy Ozzy.''

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yes please write that fic of reader waking up oscar

I will do so in any case lol

But first I just need to finish all the requests I have 🤭

Just need to find time to write it (and idea 😔)

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I want so badly to write a compilation of reader waking up Oscar 🙌🏻

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If you’re still looking for inspo: reader riding Oscar for the first time.

(Idk it’s summer and there’s a nationwide shortage of ADHD meds so my brain is just saying things. I also know you’ve got a whole load of requests so don’t feel pressured to write anything if you don’t wanna)

A/N - in an Oscar mood after he made his first appearance in the wild over winter break so enjoy what comes of it lmao. Sorry for the brief hiatus, I just came home from Uni so I’ve been with family all weekend <3

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You shove Oscar’s shoulder gently, laughing as he dramatically collapses onto the bed. You follow after him, resting your weight on top of him. His large arms wrap around your smaller frame, holding you tight against him as you pepper kisses all over his face. He chuckles at your antics, his laugh shaking your body. You pull away, giggling at the lipstick marks covering his face along with the pink tinge to his cheeks. He stares up at you, pulling his lip between his teeth as he studies your face. You squirm under his stare, your legs squeezing his hips as your gaze fixates on his lips.

You feel him grow semi-hard at your squirming, the light grinding of your hips against his own feeling like heaven. He pulls himself up, arms wrapped around your back as your legs wrapped around his back. You lean in gently, your breaths mingling between your mouths. His eyes flicker down to your lips, nose bumping yours as he leans closer. Your lips graze his, eyes fluttering closed at the feeling. Oscar's lips caress your own, molding together, familiar with each other. You keep expecting Oscar to roll you over but he doesn't, instead sliding his hands to your hips and encouraging your grinding as his tongue slips into your mouth. You feel him grow hard below you, gentle whimpers flooding the space between your lips and his own.

His large hands slide under your shirt, encouraging you to remove it. He leans back slightly, tugging his McLaren shirt over his head in one smooth motion as you remove your own top. The skin-on-skin contact sends shivers down your spine as he wraps his arms around you once more. His hands trace patterns over your skin as he buries his head in your neck. His soft lips press kisses against your skin, smirking at the jump of your pulse from each touch. "Want you to do something new for me sweetheart," He mumbles against your neck, warm lips sucking lightly as you whine, hips bucking against him. You hum inquisitively, looking down at your boyfriend.

He stares up at you, eyes wide and pupils blown. “Will you ride me?” He asks softly, thumbs rubbing circles into your hips. You bite your lip at the request, nodding before unhooking your bra and throwing it to the floor. Oscar’s mouth descends on your chest, nibbling and sucking at the soft skin. His tongue swirls around your nipples, sending shockwaves to your core as you moan for him. “So sensitive, want you to make me feel good, can you do that?” Oscar asks, large hand resting on your ass as the other comes to cup the back of your neck.

“Yeah I can Oz,” You whine, tugging at his trousers. You stand from your position straddling him as the both of you remove the rest of your clothing. Oscar wraps his hand around his cock as he watched you undress, pumping himself to the sight of your body. A flush covers your chest in embarrassment yet you can’t help but admire his body. The way his muscular arm flexes with each pass of his fist, the way his throat bobs each down he swallows, the way his eyelids flutter when his thumb swipes over the tip, or the way his thighs clench in pleasure. You saunter closer to him, his hand falling away from himself.

He’s big, and thick. You hadn’t ridden him purely out of intimidation, fearing the awkwardness of being unable to take him inside you. You straddle him, feeling the pulse of his cock below your wet pussy as you grind down against him. He groans at the feeling, “So wet for me, bet you can’t wait to have my cock inside you can you?” Oscar questions. He feels the way your pussy throbs at his question. Without answering him you wrap your hand around the base of his member, sliding the tip through your folds. You grind your clit against his tip with each pass, more wetness flooding between your legs.

Oscar’s eyes close as the head of his cock slips into you, your tight walls encasing him. You whine from the stretch, his thick cock feeling impossible to take from this angle. His fingers come to rub your clit, your walls relaxing against him as you sink further and further. Eventually he bottoms out, a slight bulge in your stomach where his cock rests. He groans at the sight, “Look at that baby, you must feel so full.” You grind down against him, your clit against his pubic bone. With a hand on your ass Oscar lifts you off him, relishing the drag of your walls against his length. “There we go, knew you could take me.” He mumbles, eyes not moving from where you are connected.

Eager to cum you begin bouncing on his cock, the slick sounds of your wetness connecting you both filling the room. Oscar’s thighs are soaked with your arousal, the sticky feeling covering your own thighs with each move. His hands cup your tits as you move, mouth enveloping your nipple. You moan at the warm feeling, walls clamping in pleasure. Gentle nibbles followed by purple marks litter your chest as you whine and whimper, Oscar’s dick stretching you. He pulls you to lean forward slightly, causing his cock to hit your g-spot with every bounce. Tears fill your eyes at the overwhelming feeling, your legs beginning to burn with exertion.

Oscar’s thumbs wipe away your tears as he cups your face, “You’re doing so good for me baby, just a little longer. Wanna feel my girl cum around me.” He coos. You bite your lip as his thumb circles your clit. The hand remaining on your face pulls away only to come back seconds later with a gentle but stinging force. “Don’t you dare hide your noises, want to hear how good my big dick is making you feel.” He tells you, grinning at the loud moan spilling from your lips. You can feel your orgasm approaching, as can Oscar. His thumb moves faster as he begins to meet your thrusts, stomach still bulging each time he plunges himself inside you. Your thighs shake and your knees burn as you reach your high, head thrown back and tits bouncing with the force of Oscar’s thrusts. He chases his on high as he fucks your through yours, the sound of your slick echoing further as you soak his dick. “That’s it baby, so good. Where do you want me to cum?” He mumbles, breathless with pleasure.

“Inside me Ozzie, please. Want you to fill me up.” You moan, collapsing against his chest as he fucks up into you. It’s the feeling of your lips on his thick neck that sends him over the edge, ropes of cum painting your walls white. Oscar groans your name, holding you against his body as he empties himself inside you. The pair of you pant with the effort of your activities, cheeks flushed and skin sweaty. Oscar sits up, his cock stirring inside you as you whimper in sensitivity. Standing from the bed he carries you to the bathroom, helping you shower as he watches his cum drip down your thighs in awe.

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day 22: thank you SI for the new landoscar video to keep me afloat 🤞🏽

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Adriana what're you doing here?? 🤯