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lewsedici · 8 days ago
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also i am working on the pierre x hadjar! reader x kika work but it was originally gonna be just an smau then i realized for the plot idea i had it , just smau wouldn’t work hence why it’s been taking me a bit 😭😭
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lewsedici · 8 days ago
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guess who has a series based off of cosa nuestra by rauw alejandro in the works 🫣🫣🫣🫣
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lewsedici · 11 days ago
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the curly hair rep from oscar’s fic!!! we need more rep like that and i love that sm! thank you on behalf of all curly hair girlies
omg yayyy i’m so glad to hear that 🥹🩷
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lewsedici · 13 days ago
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also i didn’t expect the oscar smau to bang omg i forgot abt my old smau roots let me get to writing now that i’ve had a bit more motivation than usual ✍️✍️✍️
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lewsedici · 13 days ago
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i have an idea for pierre gasly x fem! hadjar! reader but someone pls help if i should do just x pierre go back to my old roots of poly driver x wag x reader and do pierre x kika x reader 🤔🤔🤔🤔
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lewsedici · 14 days ago
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walk with me…
charles x lewis x reader! but wait….………………sainz!reader….i know, crazy! i’m a madman, call the cops. potential plot (i’ll take anything at this point, lewis never gets poly fics and im starving!) readers’s been dating charles for a while, lewis comes to ferrari, reader and charles are down bad for him. what’s worse? reader hates williams blue and refuses to wear it even to support her brother. it drives carlos crazy and everyone else finds it hilarious!
i never request but your writing has moved me, got me reading about drivers i don’t even like, that’s crazy! love you, please never stop writing!
forza ferrari - cl16 & lh44
smau + blurbs
charles leclerc x !sainz reader x lewis hamilton
carlos sainz x !sister reader
yn loves her big brother dearly- but her heart has always been with ferrari...quite literally. yn and charles have been dating for a little over two years and even though carlos has departed and has a new team- he can never get yn out of ferrari red. he especially won't be able to after she starts dating both ferrari drivers.
fc : saradeanii on ig (and i used a few pics of alex lol)
(a/n) : thank you so much for the love my angel. im so glad you enjoy my work!! love u smmmm.
such a cute ideaaaa. big brother carlos has had me in a chokehold since i wrote heal your heart.
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I walked confidently down the paddock, decked head to toe in my Ferrari jacket, red-tinted sunglasses, and a cherry-colored mini skirt I definitely didn’t pick for subtlety. Heads turned. Some fans cheered. Some of the Williams crew actually groaned. It was exactly the reaction I wanted. I spotted Carlos near the entrance to the garage, mid-chat with someone from his team. He didn’t see me yet, but I could tell from the way Lando caught sight of me and immediately started grinning that this was about to become a moment.
“Oh no,” Lando said dramatically, nudging Carlos with his elbow. “Don’t turn around.”
Carlos froze. “Why?”
“Your sister’s here,” Lando replied, already snickering.
Carlos sighed. “And she’s wearing it again, isn’t she.”
I didn’t even wait to be acknowledged—I launched myself straight into a hug. “Hola, hermanito,” I said in my sweetest voice, squeezing him tight.
He looked down at me, scowling. “Seriously? In my garage? Again?”
“What?” I blinked innocently. “This is my neutral outfit.”
“It’s red. And Ferrari. That’s the opposite of neutral ground."
Alex Albon walked by, did a double take, and cackled. “She’s got the entire Ferrari look on. I think that’s even a team-issued hat.”
“It is,” I said proudly, turning around. “Limited edition. Only for girlfriends, siblings, or traitors.”
Carlos threw his head back in pain. “Why are you like this?”
“Oh come on,” Lando chimed in. “At least she shows up. That’s love.”
“That’s delusion,” Carlos snapped.
“You’re just mad I’m color-coordinated,” I replied, smoothing my skirt like I was on a runway. “Besides, red brings out my eyes.”
“You could wear blue. Just once. Please.”
I gasped, horrified. “Absolutely not. I have standards.”
Lando was practically folded over with laughter, and Alex had pulled out his phone and was already recording us.
Carlos turned to his engineer and mumbled, “I’m an only child. I don’t know who that is.”
I just smiled sweetly and handed him a little Ferrari sticker I had in my purse. “Here. For morale.”
He looked at it like it was poison.
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Leaving Carlos to sulk in his navy nightmare felt like a personal victory. I walked back down the paddock toward the Ferrari garage, flipping my ponytail over my shoulder and ignoring the looks I got on the way.
Charles was leaning against the garage wall, sipping from his water bottle, sunglasses on. He spotted me and smirked immediately.
“There she is,” he called. “Williams’ favorite enemy.”
“I’m a symbol of brand loyalty,” I said, grinning as I walked right into his open arms. He pressed a light kiss to my forehead. He gave me one of those squishy, familiar hugs that made me feel like home.
“How bad was it?” he asked, pulling away to adjust the collar of my jacket.
“Carlos is two eye twitches away from changing his last name,” I said sweetly. “I gave him a Ferrari sticker. Thought it might help.”
Charles laughed. “You’re the reason he’s going to age prematurely."
“Good,” I replied, just as Lewis strolled out of the garage, helmet in one hand, towel slung around his neck.
The second our eyes met, his smile stretched wide.
“Should’ve known all that noise was you,” Lewis said, voice rich and teasing. “I heard dramatic sighing all the way down the pit lane.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, feigning innocence. “I’ve been a perfect guest.”
“She terrorized an entire garage.” Charles muttered.
Lewis grinned and looked me up and down—not in a gross way, just… appreciative. “I mean. If you’re gonna commit to a color, at least it looks this good.”
“You trying to win me over to Ferrari too?” I teased, stepping a little closer.
He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Who says I haven’t already?”
My stomach did that annoying fluttery thing, and I caught Charles side-eyeing us.
“Okay,” Charles said with a smirk. “Can we not flirt while I’m literally standing right here?”
“I wasn’t flirting,” I said quickly.
“You definitely were,” both of them replied.
I rolled my eyes and held out my hands. “Well, come on then. Escort me, gentlemen. Let’s make an entrance.”
Charles looped his arm through mine with a sigh. Lewis took the other side like it was the most natural thing in the world. As we walked, I felt Lewis’ thumb brush lightly against the back of my hand. Just a touch. Barely there. But it lingered. And I let it.
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time skip - mid season.
The cabin lights were low, casting everything in that dim golden glow that always made private flights feel like a dream. Outside, clouds rolled endlessly beneath us, cotton-soft and untouchable. Inside, everything was quiet. Calm. For once. Charles was somewhere toward the back of the jet, still half-typing something on his phone, while I wandered forward from my seat, stretching my legs. That’s when I saw him.
Lewis.
He’d fallen asleep curled on the corner couch—long legs bent awkwardly, hoodie pulled up over half his face, mouth parted just a little. His hand was still loosely holding his phone, like he hadn’t meant to fall asleep at all. I froze, just for a second.
It hit me then—how peaceful he looked. How rare that was. He was always on—smiling, focused, constantly carrying a million expectations that most people could never even understand. But here, in the soft hum of the jet, he looked like just Lewis. My friend. My… whatever he was now.
I grabbed one of the blankets from the overhead compartment and walked quietly over to him. Gently, I took the phone from his hand, setting it on the nearby seat. He didn’t stir. Then I draped the blanket over him, careful not to wake him. He sighed, shifted slightly, and then stilled again. I just stood there for a moment. Watching. Heart too full and too confused at once.
“Do you do that often?” came Charles’ voice, soft and low behind me.
I turned slowly. He was leaning against the wall, watching. Not upset. Not surprised. Just… knowing.
“Do what?”
“Take care of him like that,” he said. “Without thinking twice.”
I looked back at Lewis, the blanket rising and falling gently with his breathing. “I guess I didn’t realize I was doing it until recently.”
Charles nodded and crossed the space to sit beside me on the edge of the opposite couch. We both stared at Lewis for a long moment.
“I’ve been trying not to say it,” he murmured. “Because I thought maybe it would go away. That it was just the three of us spending too much time together. That it was… a phase.”
I didn’t look at him yet. I couldn’t. I was too afraid I already knew what he was about to say. So I said it first.
“I like him. Like I really do."
The silence that followed was heavier than the engines.
I felt Charles’ gaze flick to me. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Me too.”
I finally turned my head. His eyes were glassy, but he wasn’t pulling away. If anything, he looked a little relieved to finally say it out loud.
“It’s not just a crush,” I added, needing to hear it spoken aloud. “It’s not… I didn’t mean for it to happen.”
“I know,” Charles said. “Me neither. And it’s not instead of you. It’s not one or the other.”
My throat tightened. “Same.”
We sat there in the stillness, in the weight of honesty, with Lewis breathing quietly just a few feet away—completely unaware.
“I used to think you were the person I wanted forever,” Charles said softly. “And I still do. But maybe he is, too. In a different way.”
I reached out, linking my pinky with his. “I love you, you know.”
“I know,” he whispered. “And I love you. I always will.”
A beat passed.
“Do you think he feels it, too?” I asked, the question barely more than breath.
Charles smiled faintly. “I'm not sure but I don't think he would light up like he does around us if he didn't.”
I looked back at Lewis. His hoodie had slipped slightly, revealing the curve of his jaw, the line of his lashes against his cheeks. We’d spent months traveling together, laughing, getting closer without ever naming it. Somewhere along the way, our friendship had started to feel like something sacred. Like a secret we were all quietly protecting. I wanted to wake him. I wanted to say, Do you feel it too? Is this real? Are we already a we? But instead, I leaned into Charles’ side and rested my head on his shoulder.
“We’re going to have to tell him eventually,” I said.
“Eventually,” Charles agreed. “But for now…”
We watched him sleep. For now, this moment—honest and quiet and full of possibility—was enough.
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The sun was dipping lower in the sky, casting everything in that golden-hour haze that made the ocean look like melted gold. The yacht rocked gently beneath us, anchored just far enough out that the only sounds were waves lapping against the hull and the occasional burst of laughter. I was curled up on a sunbed with a drink in hand, still wearing my bikini but now draped in one of Charles’ oversized Ferrari hoodies. It smelled like salt and sunscreen and him. Leo was snoring at my feet, paws twitching in his sleep.
Lewis walked over first, shirtless and sun-kissed, holding two cold lemon drinks and offering one out without a word. I smiled up at him.
“You’re spoiling me,” I said, taking it.
“Someone’s gotta,” he teased, settling down beside me and slinging an arm over the back of the lounger. His fingers brushed the back of my neck and stayed there—casual, but warm. Familiar.
A few seconds later, Charles flopped down on my other side, still damp from his swim, curls dripping onto the towel wrapped around his shoulders. “Leo’s living his best life,” he murmured, reaching to rub the sleeping dog’s belly.
“Leo’s not the only one,” I said, smiling into my glass. Because how could I not be? With the sea breeze in my hair, Charles pressed against my side, and Lewis’ fingers now gently tracing patterns at the nape of my neck.
Charles looked over at Lewis and nudged him with his foot. “We should do this more often.”
“What, take a yacht out and pretend we don’t have media day in 48 hours?” Lewis smirked.
“Exactly,” Charles said. “We’re very busy people. This is bonding.”
“Is that what we’re calling it now?” I laughed.
“I mean,” Charles said, reaching over to pluck my drink and take a sip, “If the PR team asks, I’ll say I was just strengthening teammate relationship.”
Lewis chuckled. “And what about her?”
“Oh, she’s just here for emotional support,” Charles said with a wink, handing me back the glass.
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the warmth in my chest.
We lay like that for a while—Lewis’ hand moving slowly up and down my arm, Charles humming something under his breath as the sun dipped lower. Everything about it felt easy. Natural. Like the three of us had fallen into some kind of perfect, delicate rhythm without even trying.
Eventually, Lewis turned his head toward me, voice quieter now. “You happy?”
I looked at him, then over at Charles. At the soft smiles, the lazy closeness, the way we just fit—like maybe the sea wasn’t the only thing we were floating in.
“Yeah,” I said. “I really am.”
Charles leaned in and kissed my cheek. Lewis took my hand. And for a long, quiet moment, none of us needed to say anything else.
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Charles was still asleep back on the yacht, one arm draped dramatically over his face, Leo curled up on his chest like a weighted blanket. I’d watched them both for a minute before I climbed down the ladder and stepped onto the sand, the heat of the day still lingering beneath my feet.
Lewis was already down there, walking barefoot along the shoreline with his pants rolled up to his calves and sunglasses perched lazily on his nose. He turned when he saw me, a slow smile spreading across his face—soft, warm, something private tucked in it.
“You escaped,” he said.
“Charles is unconscious,” I replied, falling into step beside him. “Leo’s his emotional support."
Lewis laughed, low and rich. “That dog lives the life."
We walked in silence for a while, the waves licking at our feet, the sun brushing the horizon in molten amber. The wind caught my hair, and I felt him glance over. Twice.
“You look happy here,” he said finally, voice softer now. “Not just today. Lately.”
I looked up at him. “I am. You’re part of that.”
He blinked, caught off guard. “Me?”
“You think I don’t notice?” I asked, gently bumping my shoulder into his. “You bring me my favorite juice every morning. You always walk slower when I’m tired. And you’re the only one who can get Charles to stop overthinking for five minutes straight.”
He looked away, like maybe it was too much to meet my eyes just yet. “Yeah, well. I like seeing you smile.”
I stopped walking. So did he. The breeze moved between us, teasing the hem of his shirt, curling around the silence stretching long and charged.
Then, so quietly I barely heard it-
“I think I’m in trouble with you.”
I didn’t move. “Why?”
“Because you’re with him.”
His eyes searched mine. “And I shouldn’t—”
He kissed me. It was quick. Messy. Barely even planned. His hands stayed frozen at his sides, like he hadn’t meant to do it, like his body betrayed his mind. My breath caught, my heart thundered. He pulled back immediately, eyes wide, regret crashing over him like a wave.
“Shit,” he breathed, taking a step back. “Shit—YN, I’m sorry, I didn’t—I wasn’t trying to—”
“Lewis,” I said, stepping toward him, catching his hand. “Hey. Breathe.”
He shook his head, running a hand through his curls, pacing half a step away. “You’re with Charles. I can’t be that guy. I won’t be that guy.”
“You’re not,” I said quietly. “You could never be.”
“I crossed a line.”
I touched his chest—right where his heart was racing under his shirt. “You didn’t cross it alone.”
That got him to stop moving.
“Charles and I… things with him are real. But they’ve also changed. We’ve both changed. And what’s been happening between the three of us isn’t a secret. We’ve just been too scared to say it out loud.”
He looked at me then. Really looked.
“You’re saying he knows.”
“I’m saying,” I said carefully, “that Charles and I talked about you on the flight here. About how we feel. About the possibility that this—you—is more than just something we’re trying to ignore.”
Lewis swallowed hard. “And what did you decide?”
“That we’re not pretending anymore,” I said. “And that we should be honest—with you. And with ourselves.”
His expression cracked, a flicker of hope breaking through the storm cloud guilt.
“So,” he said slowly, his voice low again. “I didn’t just ruin everything?”
I shook my head. “You kissed me. That’s all. And maybe that kiss… meant more than either of us are ready to say out loud yet. But it’s not wrong.”
He reached for my hand this time, gently lacing his fingers through mine. “I’ve been trying so hard to be careful with you. With him. With this.”
“I know,” I said. “That’s what makes you you.”
He smiled, a little broken, a little disbelieving. “So what now?”
I looked back at the yacht in the distance, sails swaying. “Now? We walk back. And maybe when Charles wakes up, we tell him what happened. Together.”
“And after that?”
I squeezed his hand. “After that, we stop pretending we’re not falling into something that’s been waiting for us all along.”
He leaned in, slower this time, forehead brushing mine. And when his lips met mine again—softer now, no panic, just warmth and truth—it felt like something we had all already agreed to, even if we hadn’t spoken it yet.
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By the time Lewis and I climbed back up the ladder, the sky had gone pink and deep lavender, the stars barely starting to blink through the haze of the day. My hand was still tucked into his, both of us quiet, steady, unsure what the next few minutes would hold. But when I stepped onto the deck, I knew. Charles was awake.
He was sitting on the padded bench, hair a mess of flattened curls from sleep, hoodie half-zipped over his bare chest, Leo tucked under one arm like a pillow he refused to give back. His legs were lazily sprawled out in front of him, but his eyes—sharp, clear, knowing—were locked on us before we could even speak.
“Oh,” he said lightly, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. “So I was right.”
Lewis froze beside me. I held my breath.
Charles tilted his head. “You kissed her.”
It wasn’t angry. He didn’t look upset, just… open. Curious. A touch amused. He was watching us like we were characters in a movie he already knew the ending to.
“I—” Lewis started, instantly dropping my hand. “I didn’t mean to. It just—happened, and I freaked out, and I told her it was a mistake, which it wasn’t, but—”
“Lewis,” Charles interrupted gently, raising a hand. “It’s okay.”
Lewis blinked. “It is?”
Charles smiled, soft and crooked. “Yeah. It is.”
I stepped forward then, close enough to see the faint pink still clinging to his cheeks. “You’re not mad?”
“Mad?” he laughed, shaking his head. “No. I think I’m mostly relieved.”
“Relieved?” I echoed.
Charles looked between us—me still in his hoodie, Lewis standing like he was waiting to be exiled. Then he stood up, slowly, walking over until he was right in front of us.
“Because now we’re not dancing around it anymore,” he said. “Now we can actually say it.”
My voice dropped. “Say what?”
He looked at Lewis first. “That I love her.”
Then he turned to me. “That I love you.”
And finally, back to Lewis—his voice lower now, heavier, but full of truth-
“And that I think I might love you too.”
Lewis’ breath caught. So did mine. There were no fireworks. No dramatic music. Just the sound of the waves against the yacht and Leo sighing in his sleep. But it felt louder than anything I’d ever heard.
“I’ve known for a while,” Charles admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “That this thing between us... all three of us... it wasn’t just in my head.”
“It wasn’t,” I said softly. “Not for any of us.”
“I’ve been trying not to screw it up,” Lewis said. “Trying to be respectful. But I—I haven’t stopped thinking about either of you.”
Charles stepped closer. “Then maybe we stop trying not to feel it. And just figure it out together.”
Lewis looked at me, eyes wide and soft and unsure.
I nodded. “I want that.”
And then, before I could even breathe again, Charles reached up and took Lewis’ face in his hands and pressed the gentlest kiss to his cheek. Lewis looked stunned. Beautifully stunned.
Charles turned to me. “Come here,” he whispered.
And I did. Right into the space between them. Between us. The three of us stood there, on a yacht rocking gently in the open sea, wrapped in something that finally, finally had a name. Not confusion. Not guilt. Not chaos. But something real.
And just as the sun vanished behind the horizon, I whispered, “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”
Lewis smiled, pulling us closer. “God help your poor brother when he finds out."
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I don’t know what time it was. Just that the track was buzzing, the garage was loud, and Charles was supposedly off doing media rounds, which left Lewis and me alone in his driver room with five stolen minutes and a locked door. Or… so we thought.
Lewis had me perched on the edge of the little leather sofa, fingers in my hair, lips pressed softly—then not so softly—against mine, his free hand sliding over my hip like he very much wasn’t thinking about the race happening soon.
“Five minutes,” I whispered against his mouth.
“I only need three,” he murmured with a smirk.
I swatted his chest, laughing, just as—
BANG.
The door slammed open.
“CHARLES! Have you seen my—WHAT THE HELL?!”
Lewis physically flinched back from me like he’d been electrocuted. Carlos stood in the doorway, eyes bugging out of his skull, pointing directly at us like he’d just walked in on a crime scene. I froze. Lewis looked like he saw a ghost. A very angry, spanish ghost.
“I—SHE—YOU—NO.”
“Carlos—”
“NO. NOPE. I AM HAVING A FULL STROKE.”
He started pacing, hands on his hips, eyes wide as saucers. “Why are you kissing him? Why is he kissing you? WHY IS THIS HAPPENING IN CHARLES’ ROOM?!”
Lewis opened his mouth. Nothing came out. He looked like a guilty golden retriever.
Carlos pointed at him again. “And YOU! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE ZEN! You’re supposed to be—like—YODA or something! WHAT HAPPENED TO YODA?”
“I—I can explain—” Lewis stammered.
“Can you? CAN YOU REALLY?” Carlos turned to me. “And you! Miss Ferrari Cult Leader—you said you hated drama!”
“I do!” I protested. “I just happen to also… love charles and his teammate. Who loves me back.”
Carlos made a noise like a deflating tire. And then—perfectly timed, calm as ever—Charles strolled in, towel around his neck, water bottle in hand.
“Ah,” he said casually. “You found them.”
Carlos whipped around. “YOU KNEW?”
Charles took a long, slow sip of water. “I encouraged it, actually.”
Carlos choked on his own spit. “You what?!”
Charles shrugged. “It’s very healthy, emotionally. We communicate. We’re very evolved.”
Carlos blinked. “I don’t even know what that means.”
“It means your sister is in a consensual, loving throuple and you need to calm down before your heart explodes,” I said sweetly.
Charles high-fived me. Lewis still looked vaguely traumatized.
“I need to sit down,” Carlos mumbled, dropping into the armchair like it had betrayed him. “Is this why you won’t wear Williams blue?”
“That’s always been unrelated,” I said.
“Unbelievable,” he groaned.
There was a long pause. Then, finally-
“You’re dating both of them?”
I nodded.
“Like—romantically?”
“Yes, Carlos.”
“Like—kissing and cuddling and—”
“CARLOS.”
Charles dropped into the seat next to him, patting his knee. “You’ll adjust.”
Lewis finally cleared his throat. “For what it’s worth, man… I respect her. And you. I’d never do anything that wasn’t right by both of you.”
Carlos stared at him. Then stared at Charles. Then stared at me. Then back at Lewis.
“You’re all lucky I love you,” he muttered, before pointing sternly. “But if you hurt her—either of you—I will run both ferrari's off the track."
Charles raised his water bottle in salute. “Fair.”
Lewis nodded solemnly. “Understood.”
Carlos groaned again. “I’m going to the Williams garage. At least there no one’s dating my best friend and Lewis Hamilton at the same time.”
He stood, dramatically, and paused at the door. “Also, you two owe me therapy. And maybe some dinner."
Then he left, muttering in Spanish. The door closed. A beat of silence.
Then Charles leaned against the wall and smirked. “Well. That could’ve gone worse.”
Lewis exhaled hard. “I genuinely thought he was going to punch me.”
“You’d deserve it,” I teased, looping my arm around his waist. “But it’s okay. He’ll be fine.”
“He’ll recover,” Charles added, coming to wrap an arm around my other side. “Eventually.”
I smiled between them. We were chaos. But we were ours.
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lewsedici · 16 days ago
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no ouai | oscar piastri x norris! fem! reader
summary; in which a paparazzi photo of oscar at a beauty store leads to one thing to another
fc; sunday kalogaras
warnings;cursing
note; i need to go down the f1 fic rabbit hole again bc ive only been reading isack and lewis fics so idk what anyone is doing here 😭
masterlist !
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ynnorris: frizz free hair routine perf for the hot summer out now on tiktok my loves 💗💗
user1: omg FINALLY
user2: my curls will thank u
user3: do i have curly hair? no. will i still watch y/n’s hair routine? yes.
lando: idk i just put water in it and call it a day
ynnorris: yeah i can tell
landonorris: don’t be so RUDE.
ynnorris: like u weren’t worse when we were kids 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄
user4: i wanna be u so bad
user5: guys what if oscar bought the hair products for y/n
user6: girl???
user7: finally i’ve been looking for a routine for definition 😭🙏 thank u queen y/n
iamrebeccad: my curly haired baby🩷
ynnorris: i miss u pls let’s hang out soon🙁
lewishamilton: we love the natural hair era
ynnorris: yes unc exactly
user8: is y/n teaching lewis this lakaoakxos
user9: user8 uncle and niece duo fr
alexandrasaintmleux: literal angel hair 🪽
ynnorris: ily🙁
user10: THANKS Y/NNBN
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user11: anyone notice her slip up??
user12: her saying os? yes. yes we did
user13: BOYFRIEND????
user14: omg i have all of these i’m gonna try rn
user15: diffusing heat settings??
ynnorris: i usually stay w medium heat high speed!!!
user16: unbothered queen
user17: mentioned boyfriend… said os…. oscar piastri spotted at a beauty supply store… hm…
user18: DID YALL SEE THAT??😭😭😭
user19: see what???
user18: istg i saw a man sitting in the corner for a split second at 0:52
user20: I SAW IT TOO
user21: maybe it’s lando???
user22: no lando was spotted in monaco earlier today, y/n is at her home in london… and guess who else is in london👀👀👀👀👀
user23: WAITTTTT A DAMN MINUTE
iamrebeccad12: 😍😍😍
user24: queue all the curly girl influencers trying y/n’s hair routineeeee
user25: miss norris…. what did u say
alexandrasaintmleux: 💗💗
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ynnorris: omg no ouai
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oscarpiastri: it was ouidad actually that got me caught
ynnorris: whatever whatever i needed it
oscarpiastri: i love u
ynnorris: i love uuuuu
user26: I KNEW ITTTT
user27: omg ???
lando: huh
lando: oh
lando: wha
lando: what.
lando: WHAT.
ynnorris: i sent u a funny tiktok abt a ferret can u pls go watch it it’s so funny
user28: she kills me😭😭
user29: she really dgaf and i respect it
lando: Y/N NORRIS WHAT IS THIS???
ynnorris: hard launch
lando: oh you’re so dead oscarpiastri
oscarpiastri: you don’t scare me ?????
lando: what the HELL
ynnorris: ok ur being a drama queen now
lando: my BABY SISTER is dating my TEAMMATE?????
ynnorris: and???
lando: omg ???
user30: this lando headloss is cinema
alexandrasaintmleux: hard launch me next??
ynnorris: u got it baby
charles_leclerc: woah woah woah
oscarpiastri: ?
user31: AHHANDLAKKD
user32: wait omg i love them already😭
user33: y/n using ouai in her caption after mistakenly calling ouidad ouai in her tiktok… i see u girl 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
user34: this is my taylor swift and travis kelce
user35: y/n wag era 😭🧡
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lewsedici · 18 days ago
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finally almost done w this oscar x norris! reader smau so don’t worry guys 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
actually finished this up faster than i expected considering i didn’t have time to work on it until a few days ago!!!
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lewsedici · 1 month ago
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i have an smau idea w norris! reader but idk who to write it for so pleaseeeee help !!!
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lewsedici · 1 month ago
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wait, what? — ih6
smau + real life
lewis hamilton x !daughter reader
isack hadjar x !model hamilton reader
Isack grew up idolizing Lewis Hamilton — posters on the wall, interviews memorized, the whole deal. But nothing could’ve prepared him for the moment he unknowingly asked out his daughter. One minute, he’s shooting his shot… the next, he’s dating a Hamilton.
fc : halima saadiyah
not proofread — still trying to brainstorm ideas for new series— send me any requests!
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whotfisnaya : can’t talk rn doing hot girl shit
(also ferrari get your shit together or so help me god😁🔪)
kikagomes : my gf lover angel gave me flowers when i landed this morning 💘💋🤩🥹
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whotfisnaya : take notes pear, this is why she is mine
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pierregasly : I lost her to you a long time ago..i just quit fighting
username00 : don’t feel bad pierre, it’s just part of the hamilton charm
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lewishamilton: Bub. What did we say about threatening the new team already? At least give them a full season.
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whotfisnaya : my patience is out. i choose violence.
lewishamilton : I will not be making any further comments on that. You look beautiful, princess! Miss you.
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whotfisnaya : thank you fatherrrr💘 see you this weekend!
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charles_leclerc : welcome to the ferrari family, naya!
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whotfisnaya : idk how you’ve made it this long leclerc…i would’ve crashed out and burnt everything to the ground like 3 years ago
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charles_leclerc : I’ve thought about it…but i just keep going back
whotfisnaya : stockholm syndrome. ferrari free my man from these chains
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georgerussell63 : only 6 races into the season and I already miss you (somehow)
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whotfisnaya : you try so hard to act like you don’t love me but i think you cried harder about me leaving than you did about dad
lewishamilton : can confirm
whotfisnaya : tell big man toto to be prepared because i am coming over next race
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georgerussell63 : mario kart?
whotfisnaya : sigh. yes GR
carlossainz55 : psssst. it doesn’t get any better naya
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whotfisnaya : im glad you’re free my friend
whotfisnaya : gonna start some mid season contract negotiations for him — im tired
whotfisnaya : WHO WANTS 8 (🖕🏻) TIME WORLD CHAMPION LEWIS HAMILTON ON THEIR TEAM
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There’s something about the Ferrari red that still doesn’t feel real. I’ve spent most of my life watching my dad win in silver, black, even turquoise—but red? It still throws me.
Still, I can’t lie… he wears it well.
I stroll into the paddock, dodging cameras and a few fans with sharp eyes. Sunglasses on, credentials tucked into my jacket, I keep my pace casual. Familiar.
“Look who decided to show up,” Dad calls before I even reach the Ferrari garage. He’s leaning against the wall in his race suit, arms folded, exuding the exact same energy he’s always had before lights out—calm, confident, and just a little smug.
“Didn’t want to miss my favorite guy in red,” I say, stepping in for a quick hug. He pressed a kiss to my temple.
Charles appears beside him, grinning as always. “You mean me, right?”
“You’re definitely top three,” I tease. We share a hug.
We fall into easy conversation—something about tire strategy, Charles’ espresso addiction, and how dad had to clear things with Ferrari after my recent…comments online.
It’s comfortable here. Familiar. But after a while, I shift my weight and check the time.
“I’m gonna go find Ollie,” I say, casually, but I see the way Dad lifts an eyebrow.
“Just friends,” I remind him before he can say anything.
“I didn’t say a word,” he replies with a smirk.
Charles, of course, does. “That’s not what your dad’s face says.”
I roll my eyes and walk backward toward the exit. “You two need new hobbies.”
The Haas garage is less polished than Ferrari’s—more wires, more noise, more energy. It feels alive.
Ollie spots me right away, lifting his helmet slightly and grinning. “You’re late.”
“You’re early,” I shoot back.
We fist-bump and fall into step, walking along the edge of the garage. “We’re still on for that sim day next week?” he asks.
“Obviously.”
As we walk, someone else joins us— shorter than Ollie, dark curls, relaxed smile.
“Oh—Naya, this is Isack. Isack, Naya.”
I offer a small smile. “Hi.”
Isack returns it, maybe a little too quickly. “Hey. Uh… sorry, are you new to the paddock?”
Ollie snorts. “You could say that.”
I shrug. “I’ve been around a while.”
He holds out a hand. “Well, it’s cool to meet you. Are you, like… press or PR or something?”
I shake his hand, biting back a grin. “Something like that.”
Ollie coughs pointedly but doesn’t say more. I shoot him a look—don’t you dare ruin this.
Isack turns slightly red, rubbing the back of his neck. “You’re probably used to being around all this, huh?”
“Yeah,” I say, eyes flicking back toward the sea of red where my dad is doing media interviews. “You could say it runs in the family.”
I didn’t mean to hang around the garage that long. Really, I didn’t. But somehow, after Ollie wandered off to a briefing, I was still there—leaning against a pit wall, sipping on a bottle of water, chatting with Isack like we’d known each other longer than just a few hours.
He was easy to talk to. Surprisingly easy. Funny in a quiet way. Charming in a not trying too hard kind of way.
“So, you’re not press. You’re not PR. But you are paddock fluent,” he says, leaning on the wall next to me, arms crossed.
I smirk. “Observant.”
“And you won’t tell me what you actually do?”
“I like mystery.”
He laughs. “Alright, Miss Mystery. You coming to the after-party tonight?”
I tilt my head. “Depends. Are you going?”
“I might now,” he says, eyes glinting. “If I knew someone cool would be there.”
My smile softens, but I keep my voice even. “I’ll think about it.”
He pauses for a beat, and I can feel the shift—the way his tone gets just a little more serious, like he’s testing the water.
“Okay, real question,” he says. “Do you want to get coffee sometime? Like, not here. Somewhere… quieter. Just us.”
For a second, I just blink at him. He still doesn’t know. Still doesn’t realize who I am.
And it’s kind of… nice.
“Are you asking me out, Isack Hadjar?” I ask, folding my arms with a playful smile.
He grins, a little sheepish. “I think I am, yeah.”
I pretend to consider it, tapping my chin. “Hmm… you’re cute. And bold. I respect that.”
“So is that a yes?”
“Maybe,” I say, letting the word hang. “But only if you promise not to freak out when you find out who I am.”
His smile falters, just a little. “Should I be scared?”
I grin. “Terrified.”
Just then, I hear someone call my name—one of the Ferrari PR girls, waving me over.
“Duty calls,” I say, stepping back.
He watches me go with a slight frown. “Wait, are you actually someone famous or—?”
I shoot him a wink over my shoulder. “You’ll figure it out.”
Lando and Max stood next to Ollie and the rest of the rookies who were watching intently.
“He doesn’t have a clue who she is, does he?” Max asked with a smirk present on his face.
“Nope.” Ollie said with a chuckle.
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whotfisnaya : i was told no more threatening ferrari so idrk what to caption this paddock dump
charles_leclerc : out of all the pictures you chose THAT one naya
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whotfisnaya : that’s what you get for stealing my phone charles
scuderiaferrari: thank you naya. we appreciate you for trying
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whotfisnaya: id appreciate you guys trying some actual strategy
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username00 : NAYA😭
isackhadjar : so nice to meet you today, naya!
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whotfisnaya : nice to meet you love!!
olliebearman : and to think you tried to tell me the ears weren’t a fashion statement
olliebearman : i look GOODt
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whotfisnaya : bitch u look good with a t at the end…or whatever tf saweetie said
georgerussell63 : half of our mario kart time was taken up by you and toto gossiping
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whotfisnaya: god forbid a girl and her bestie catch up
whotfisnaya : still gave me enough time to beat your ass
georgerussell63 : i demand a retrial
whotfisnaya : you just want to hang again
georgerussell63 : blah blah details
username7 : her and toto gossiping omg
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lando : does he know yet?
whotfisnaya : girl ur so nosey…and no
olliebearman : get in there isack!!!!
whotfisnaya: hate u 💘
lewishamilton: Hm. Who?
whotfisnaya: I don’t kiss and tell father but you will meet him soon.
lewishamilton : Sigh. I’ll go ask Toto.
whotfisnaya: that man would never spill my secrets, not even to you.
I wasn’t even nervous. Okay, maybe a little. But it wasn’t like a real date, right? Just coffee. Just… two people getting to know each other, in a quiet café tucked away from the chaos of race weekends. No pit lane, no photographers, no Ollie looking smug in the background. Just me and Isack and some overpriced espresso.
He was already there when I arrived — black hoodie, cap pulled low, sunglasses on like we were undercover spies instead of two mildly recognizable faces. He stood up when he saw me, smile soft and completely unguarded.
“You made it,” he said, sounding almost surprised.
“I said I would,” I replied, sliding into the chair across from him. “Do I strike you as unreliable?”
“Not at all,” he grinned. “Just… cool enough to bail at the last second if something better came up.”
I shrugged. “You’re lucky I like coffee.”
We talked for over an hour. About everything and nothing. He told me about his first karting crash, the fact that he still forgets to pack socks on travel weekends, and how much he actually hates running, no matter what his trainer says. I told him about the cities I’d lived in growing up, my obsession with baking shows, and my ongoing feud with Ferrari’s coffee machine.
(That part almost gave me away. But he didn’t catch it. Not yet.)
At one point, he leaned back, just watching me over the rim of his cup.
“What?” I asked, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.
“You’re hard to figure out.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No,” he said quietly. “Not at all.”
The silence between us was warm, not awkward. Comfortable. Which is probably why I blurted it out before I could overthink it.
“So… I’m having a birthday thing at the end of this month. It’s kind of a mix of family and friends, not a huge party, but you should come.”
He blinked, like I’d just asked him to join me on a trip to the moon. “Wait, really?”
“Yeah. Why not?” I took another sip of my coffee and added casually, “You’re fun. I like you.”
He smiled, and it was the kind of smile that didn’t need any clever reply.
“I’d love to come,” he said finally. “What should I wear? Are we talking jeans or, like, red carpet-level fancy?”
I laughed. “Definitely not red carpet. Just… look nice. And maybe be ready for a few surprises.”
His brow furrowed. “What kind of surprises?”
I smirked. “You’ll see.”
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whotfisnaya: life’s been cute or whateva
lewishamilton: I always thought I spoiled Roscoe the most and then I came back and you had ordered him every vegan item off the menu.
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whotfisnaya : that’s my boy right thurrrr— he asked me for it all and I deliver
lewishamilton : yeah on my credit card
whotfisnaya: duh
georgerussell63 : so honored to be included in a dump alongside your soft launch
whotfisnaya : only added because carms looks so cute
carmenmmundt : love you naya❤️❤️
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georgerussell63 : BETRAYAL
olliebearman : oh so we’ve moved into a soft launch era?
whotfisnaya: I literally should have never taught any of you men that phrase
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isackhadjar : lovin’ life
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olliebearman : who is the lady?!
isackhadjar : nunya
olliebearman: that’s a weird way to spell naya.
whotfisnaya: oliver stop being a menace
yukitsunoda0511 : 🔥🔥
username00 : him having Lewis’ daughter in his likes and his dad comforting him must feel amazing
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lewishamilton : Happy birthday to my favorite girl in the world. Watching you grow into the woman you are today has been the greatest privilege of my life. You’re smart, bold, kind, and full of fire — just the way I always hoped you’d be. Keep chasing what sets your soul on fire. I’ll always be in your corner. Love you endlessly.
olliebearman: ofc the one day isack avoids instagram- sigh. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAYA LOVE YOU
charles_leclerc : happy birthday mini hamilton! can’t wait to celebrate you.
georgerussell63 : to the biggest most lovable menace on the planet— happy birthday!
susie_wolff : Happy Birthday Sweet Girl!
scuderiaferrari : happy birthday naya!! 🎈🎈
mercedesamgf1 : happy birthday naya! we miss you so much!
The thing about hosting your birthday in Monaco is that there’s always a yacht, always a DJ, and always a guest list full of people who look like they belong in a GQ spread.
Mine wasn’t over-the-top — not by Monaco standards, anyway. Rooftop terrace, ambient lights, too many photographers across the street pretending not to be watching.
I spotted Isack the second he walked in, wearing a button-down that was definitely ironed by someone else and looking very out of place in the best way possible.
He kissed my cheek when he found me. “Happy birthday, Miss Mystery.”
“Glad you came,” I said with a grin. “Feeling brave?”
“Honestly? A little nervous,” he admitted. “I’ve seen three world champions already and I’ve been here five minutes.”
“Mm. You might want to stay nervous.”
I took his hand and pulled him gently toward the center of the terrace, weaving past Red Bull engineers, a retired footballer, and a couple of Ferrari mechanics.
And then—there he was.
Dad, standing by the bar, dressed in a sleek suit and sipping on sparkling water.
“Hey,” I said, walking up to him. “Someone I want you to meet.”
Dad turned, already grinning.
“This is Isack,” I said, as casually as if I were introducing him to my barista. “My boyfriend.”
Isack froze. Completely.
“Isack,” Dad said, offering his hand with a knowing smile. “Good to see you again.”
Again.
Isack blinked. Twice. Looked between us. “Wait. Hold on.”
I tried not to laugh.
“You’re…” He looked at Dad. “You’re her…?”
“Father,” Dad said smoothly. “Did she not mention that?”
“I—no. She definitely didn’t.”
I took a sip of my drink, trying not to smirk. “Felt like it would ruin the surprise.”
Isack turned back to me, eyes wide, voice half a whisper. “You’re Lewis Hamilton’s daughter.”
“Took you long enough.”
Dad clapped him on the shoulder, a little too hard. “Welcome to the family, son.”
Isack looked like he was questioning every life choice he’d ever made. I leaned in, voice just for him.
“close your mouth, love. you’ll catch flies.” i said and pushed up his chin.
“Oh no,” Isack muttered under his breath. “Why are they all here.”
“Because I have amazing friends,” I said sweetly. “And they love watching you suffer.”
“Hadjar!” Lando called, arms already spreading like he was about to hug him just to whisper something evil in his ear. “So you’re the one dating the princess of Formula One, huh?”
Jack whistled low. “You’ve got some guts, man.”
Kimi, deadpan as ever, tilted his head. “Did you think we wouldn’t find out?”
“I didn’t know!” Isack said for what was probably the seventh time tonight. “She didn’t say anything!”
“He called Lewis ‘sir,’” Ollie chimed in again, grinning like this was the best day of his life. “It was so formal.”
“Wait, did you?” Lando asked, barely holding in his laughter. “Like, a ‘Hello, Mr. Hamilton, may I date your daughter’ type situation?”
“He panicked!” I added, giggling. “Tried to act like they hadn’t met before.”
“I had no idea!” Isack groaned. “You all suck.”
“I’m just saying,” Jack said, nudging Kimi. “If I found out my girlfriend’s dad was seven-time world champion Lewis Hamilton, I’d have walked straight into the Mediterranean.”
Kimi nodded, stone-faced. “We still might throw you in.”
“Please do,” Isack said, face in hands. “End it.”
Lando gave him a brotherly clap on the shoulder. “Look at it this way. You’ve already peaked. Can’t go higher than impressing Lewis Hamilton.”
Ollie leaned into me with a smirk. “You know he didn’t even realize until Lewis introduced himself back?”
I sipped my drink. “Timing is everything.”
Isack looked up at me then — red-faced, wide-eyed, but grinning. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
“Only a little,” I teased. “But hey — you’re handling it like a champ.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Like an F1 champ or…?”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Jack said dryly.
Kimi cracked the faintest of smirks. “We’ll see how you qualify next weekend, Hamilton’s boyfriend.”
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whotfisnaya: long story short…i love isack and isack loves my dad (the selfie is warming my heart by the second)
username00 : dating your idols daughter?? wasn’t familiar with your game isack
olliebearman: neither was he
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lewsedici · 2 months ago
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yuki tsunoda !
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smau
suspicious !
written
coming soon !
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lewsedici · 2 months ago
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suspicious | yuki tsunoda x fem! idol! reader
summary; everyone loves yuki’s and y/n friendship, but everyone starts to get their suspicions after the japanese gp
face claim; giselle
warnings; cursing
masterlist !
note; i am back and was very very moved by yuki to red bull that i made an smau after AGESSS, yuki u will always be loved by me anywaysss ignore the dates it took me 4EVAAAA to make this bc i kept forgetting and was busy asf w school😁🙏 pretend yuki podium fr happened thxxx byeeee
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yourusername: late night 7-11 run before the start of a busy weekend w some random dude
tagged; yukitsunoda0511
yukitsunoda0511: that “random dude” just bought u ramen, have some respect ??
yourusername: RED BULL RACING MONEYYY🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑
username: i’m crying she acts like she isn’t part of one of the biggest 4th gen groups
username: u can have all the prada, lv, dior, and chanel u want but it will never be the same as yuki buying ramen,,,,, i respect 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
username: FAVESSA
username: y/n so cute😭😭
imwinter: u didn’t bring me anything 😾
yourusername: sorry miss sassy pants next time i’ll deliver ramen to korea from japan 🙄🙄🙄
username: the PINKKK HAIRRRR
username: OMG Y/N AT THE JAPANESE GP??😫😫😫
username: for yuki’s red bull debut🥹 so cute considering they’ve been bffs for YEARSS
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yourusername: quali 2day but my fit and froyo better than the silly lil guy in a red bull
tagged; yukitsunoda0511
yukitsunoda0511: did u tag me on pancake
yourusername: yeah figured u’d want his swag:/
username: pancake is so cute😭😭😭
username: i love her so much pls
alexandrasaintmleux: pancake and leo play date when???🤔🤔🤔
yourusername: let me look at pancakes schedule calendar and i’ll let u know, pancake is a very very busy girl
username: very cute fit 10/10
username: pancake and yuki are literally twins omg ????
username: good luck for quali today🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️🧘‍♀️
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yourusername: red bull debut and podium at home. so unbelievably proud of my little guy💙 i love u sm always💙 #weloveuyuki #hardlaunch #bwoah
tagged; yukitsunoda0511
yukitsunoda0511: i love u silly liked by yourusername !
yukitsunoda0511: wow… u r so nice to me
yourusername: i am the nicest to u hello ???
pierre_gasly: i’m nicer to yuki than you
yourusername: kikagomes tell ur bf to leave my bf alone
kikagomes: girl i’ve tried
yourusername: pierre_gasly fuck u
pierre_gasly: ?????
username: HELLOOOO
username: omg i knew it😭
username: oh
username: OH
alexandrasaintmleux: cooking double date when? charles needs some lessons !😅
yourusername: oh wait until u try yuki’s katsu curry u will die 😫
yourusername: charles_leclerc u can always model or drive , not everyone can be a chef ❤️
charles_leclerc:😔
username: KAKSKAJKSKS
username: i was right i told yall😫😫
username: AND THEY CALLED ME DELUSIONAL!!!!!
username: mis parents
imnotningning: 😲
imwinter: 🧐
katarinabluu: 🙊
yourusername: i hate u guys 🙄
username: yall got room for one more?😔🙏
username: God i see what u have done for others…
username: my shaylas…
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lewsedici · 2 months ago
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i’ve had a yuki smau finished in the drafts for a month now and i’m so hesitant to post it 😭
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lewsedici · 3 months ago
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I LOVE THE NEW THEME ❤️
thank u!!!🫶🫶🫶
i’ve been trying to get back into writing especially now since the season just started so i’m hoping a new layout will motivate me !!💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️
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lewsedici · 6 months ago
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i hate that i have so many ideas but so little time to actually write omg 😭😭😭
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lewsedici · 7 months ago
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Hiii, do you have any kind of forms to be added to your taglist? I love your writing and I would absolutely love to be tagged in your f1 fics. <3
firstly, thank uuuu<3
and secondly, i usually just have ppl send me an ask or comment! but now that you mention it, i might create a google form to make it a bit easier haha
but i’ll add you to my taglist asap !!
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lewsedici · 7 months ago
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just need to finish up a couple of last assignments for the semester before fully focusing on the charles and alessia fics ^^ !! don’t worry, i’ve already started them 😸😸😸😸
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