#along with the 'last lap lando‘ one a fan gave him

[lqvesoph]

bracelet breakdown:

- the neon yellow one says “muppet“ 😭

- and the orange one says “mclaren“ along with a heart awww

[micksslut]

all i want for christmas is you

charles leclerc x fem driver reader

summary: charles thinks he's good at hiding he's your secret santa.

word count: 1.9k

warnings/mood: just fluff, reader is a driver, relationship established between charles and reader, charles being the best bf. also, I'm not really sure if secret santa works like this, so I hope it's well put, but if it's wrong, correct me without problem!

if you read my previous one shot, you know that english is not my first language, so this is a google translator shit (a bit modified based on my knowledge ), but that's a real warning, so please don't hesitate to tell me if there are mistakes of any kind in the one shot 😭 (i think that's all, but tell me if I forgot something pls!)

notes: hI. this was supposed to be published before christmas, but i had no inspiration at all and only came this. I don't consider it to be my best writing, but I hope you enjoy it!

i hope you like it, please don't be a ghost reader!!!

Finally all the drivers knew who they should give a gift to for the christmas swap.

You were Sebastian's Secret Santa, and honestly you had a problem because you hadn't been with the German long enough to know what to get him, but if there was something you couldn't stand: they were the bad gifts (the ones used to be given by Formula 1 drivers).

The first thing you did was tell your boyfriend, Charles, about who you got at the Christmas swap, knowing he wouldn't say anything and hoping he would tell you too.

But that didn't happen, instead you got a very nervous Charles who refused to tell you who he should give a gift to.

But your boyfriend was terrible at lying to you and you were very smart, so when you asked Carlos if he knew anything and he refused to tell you, you got closer to the truth. But even so, you weren't completely sure, so you decided to go for your last option.

"Char, would you like to come with me to buy the gift for Secret Santa? Lando canceled and I don't want to go alone" Charles was sitting in the cream-colored chair in the hotel room they shared, so you sat on his lap and he put down his phone to pay attention to you.

"Sure amour, just let me put my coat on" he gave you a chaste kiss on your lips and stood up, leaving you carefully on the couch.

You smiled, and immediately texted your best friend Lando, confirming that your plan was off to a good start.

So there you were, in a mall, thankful that your relationship with Charles was no longer a secret and the media didn't blow up seeing you and your boyfriend holding hands.

"Why don't we also buy the gift that you will give?" you asked when they had entered an eco-friendly store in search of what he thought was only the gift for Seb.

"I still don't know what to give as a gift, amour" Charles rambled nervously "Look, a bamboo toothbrush" he smiled showing it. You narrowed your eyes.

"Why don't you want to tell me who got you at the christmas swap?" you approached him.

"It's secret mon amour" he justified himself.

"Yeah, but I told you"

Charles was going to answer, but a female voice behind you interrupted you two.

"Excuse me, do you think I could get an autograph?" the girl asked shyly and you sighed discreetly, but both smiled.

Charles knew he had just been saved, so he was the first to nod.

"Sure! Where?"

She took off her Pirelli cap and held it out along with a permanent marker towards the two of you, apparently it was already prepared, so you deduced that the fans already knew where you and Charles were.

"Thank you! Good luck on the weekend!" you and your boyfriend thanked and the girl left.

"We'd better hurry, they won't be long in coming anymore" the monegasque murmured and you nodded, giving up on your boyfriend.

In the end, you ended up buying more things for you and Charles than for Seb, but you had found the perfect present for him, so you left the mall happy.

Soon, the day of the Secret Santa arrived, and most of the drivers were opening their presents.

You were hiding watching Seb open his present, and you almost ruined everything by laughing when Seb opened the bag and saw a pair of scissors along with the note you had left.

I'm sure you have more hair than me now, so in case you don't want to go to a hairdresser, here is a simple device to cut your own hair!

Sebastian let out a loud laugh and looked at the camera.

"I don't think that's going to happen"

Then he took the paper that talked about the Maple Tree that was your true gift, one that would be planted according to the needs of Switzerland so as not to alter the ecosystem of the region.

Sebastian had guessed who the gift came from and you soon came out of hiding with a smile on your face when Seb saw you.

He came up to you to hug you and thank you.

"I know, I'm the best at giving gifts" the driver laughed "But already cut your hair, Rapunzel"

They parted from the hug laughing and he shook his head.

"You're just envious that I have better hair than you" you opened your mouth falsely offended.

"Ok, I'm going" you turned smugly and started walking.

"Sorry! You know it's true!"

You laughed softly, shaking your head and you arrived where the Formula 1 social media team was waiting for you.

You couldn't help but get excited, if Charles really was your Secret Santa, what would his gift be?

"Ok, the present looks pretty" you commented nervously, looking at the box wrapped in decorative paper. You already knew who the gift was from (or at least you suspected), but you had no idea what it could be, you hadn't seen Charles buying anything, so you really didn't know what I could have given you; although he already knew everything you liked after four long years by his side.

You brought the box to your ear and moved it slightly trying to figure out what it was, but you only heard some things moving.

You opened the box, and the first thing you could see was a photo frame decorated by hand with Formula 1 stickers, your team, the Friends series, and of course, Taylor Swift. To be honest, it looked like something a five-year-old had made, but that's how you knew it was Charles's, and you couldn't help but almost die of cuteness.

You showed it to the camera with a huge smile on your face.

"Well, clearly I will put a photo here with the person who gave it to me. I wonder who it will be" you muttered the last with a smirk.

You gave the frame to your physical therapist to hold while you took out the other presents. Because yes, they were several presents.

"Ok... These are... Oh my god, these are Taylor Swift's The Eras Tour tickets!" you let out a squeal of excitement "Guys you know how much I love Taylor, this is the best present ever" you said ecstatically, showing the tickets and making a mental note to remind them to black out everything on the tickets except for the name of the tour.

"Well, from the frame with the things I like on it, I already knew, but this confirmed it for me and... I'm pretty sure these are from Charles" you looked at the team and they nodded "Yes?" You laughed "I knew it! Lando, you owe me ten bucks" you pointed at the camera and everyone laughed.

"Okay, just one last thing apparently" Olivia, your physical therapist took the tickets and the gift box while you took a smaller box out of it.

It was small, also wrapped in decorative paper and a bow at the top, so you carefully opened it. Most likely it was earrings or a necklace, Charles knew you loved jewelry.

Carefully opening it until only the black velvet box was left, Olivia gasped in surprise as she brought her hand to her mouth to cover it when you looked at her.

You opened your eyes even more when you noticed the reaction of others and you realized why.

You opened the box with now trembling hands and your eyes almost instantly filled with tears, you brought your palm to your mouth as it opened in surprise too.

It was a ring, a beautiful gold ring.

It contained a diamond obviously, not too big, not too small, the perfect size. The ring had carved leaves around it and the shape that surrounded the diamond gave the effect of being a rose.

You looked around in search of your boyfriend, and you saw him addressing you timidly.

"Is it a...? Char, is that what I think it is?" you approached him smiling.

"That depends..." He gently took the box from your hands and making sure he was far enough away from the other people, Charles dropped to one knee on the ground and extended the box towards you, he spoke:

"I know we're still very young... I've been your friend since we went Karting together, and I've been your boyfriend for four years, but i've loved you ever since we met" By that point both of their eyes were already full of tears and you were sure that you were falling more in love with each word that he said "You know I'm not good with words, so... would you let me celebrate our wins together forever? Would you let me fall in love with you more and more each day? Would you let me accompany you the rest of our days, be the happiest man on earth and become your husband?" he asked you, running out of breath at the end.

"My God, Charles. Hell yeah! Yes, yes and yes!" You laughed excitedly and shed some tears of happiness as he stood up and you rushed to hug him, listening to the applause of the others.

He grabbed your waist to hug you even tighter and spin you in the air while you two laughed.

When you touched the ground again, he hastily removed the ring from its box and placed it on your ring finger, and then leave a kiss on your knuckles.

You looked at the beautiful jewel and then back at him, certain that his eyes were even more beautiful than the gift he had just given you. Sure that what you had just given you was the best gift of all, and that even without it, Charles was everything you wanted for Christmas.

You kissed him tenderly, loving every second of that moment. When you separated, you put your foreheads together and you whispered:

"All I want for Christmas is you" both smiled remembering the song and kissed again until you were interrupted.

"That's not fair, you give me scissors to cut my hair and you get an engagement ring?" Sebastian spoke from behind, clicking his tongue and shaking his head, falsely disappointed, you laughed with the others and saw him approach "Not true, congratulations guys" he hugged you and then Charles "I look forward to my invitation to your wedding!" he exclaimed when he had gotten far enough away from the two of you, making you both laugh again.

"You will have it!"

"Ok, but who will you choose as the groomsman?" Lando suddenly appeared behind you, scaring you two slightly.

You were going to speak but Carlos speaking behind Charles interrupted you.

"Of course me, right Charles?" The man from Madrid rested his arm on your fiancé's shoulder and looked at him.

"When did they appear?" you asked puzzled.

"Groomsman Powers" Lando mumbled and you and Charles laughed.

You pulled your fiancé back to you and kissed him again, knowing that the two drivers would drive off in disgust.

They laughed in the middle of the kiss when they heard the "Ewww" from Lando.

"I love you Charles. Thank you for this" you murmured as they broke away from the kiss and he smoothed one of the unruly strands of your hair.

"I love you too, thanks to you ma belle" he hugged you and this time you finally heard the camera flashes, but far from bothering you, it made you smile.

At least you already had photo options to place in the photo frame Charles had given you.

[faithshouseofchaos]

i’m sending you more requests because i have so many ideas haha

lando and reader they are both wolf and are mated and they both are drivers for f1, so maybe lando gets his first win or something important in f1

Going for the Singapore win 🏆

Big wins— werewolf!Lando Norris x werewolf!reader

Tagged— @80sloverry @toasttt11 @charmisticdisappointment @lollypop90907 @wolfsbanesbite @norizznorris

This was the last Halloween/supernatural thing related I had in my inbox feel free to send more..

Also I had trouble writing the race part it took me like two in a half hours to say fuck it and do it the way I did I hope y’all can understand it 🤞🏻

Big wins

You and Lando had been together since your karting days. You were both werewolves and mates. It was a pretty rare thing when werewolves met the person whom they’d spend the rest of their lives with at an early age. You were there for him when he first signed for McLaren and he was there for you when you went into F2 prema with your brother Logan.

Three years later Landos in his third year in F1 finally got your first F1 seat with AlphaTurie the sister team of Redbull when Pierre Gasly moved to Alpine your brother Logan got the second William's seat. Lando was proud of you. All your hard work was finally paying off.

You were doing pretty well for your first Rookie season in F1 better than what people were expecting from you.

You were now into your second year of F1 and you got the second Red Bull seat when Checo left to spend time with his wife and kids helping them out with their karting career.

It was time for the Singapore GP. You were starting in P6 and Lando was starting in P3. Once everything was squared away you and everyone else took off for the formation lap.

(Ok so bare with me I don’t know how to write a race but we all know what happened so please be patient with how I’m gonna write this 👀💀)

“It’s lights out and away we go”

Carlos sainz takes off with the lead followed by

Charles Leclerc

George Russell

Lewis Hamilton

Lando Norris

Y/n Sargent

Ooh there goes Lewis who was knocked off the track he’ll have to give up two spaces for that.

Carlos sainz

Charles Leclerc

George Russell

Lando Norris

Y/n Sargent

Lewis Hamilton

Ferrari screwed over Charles with the pitstop

Ocon DNF along with Logan and Yuki

Lewis passes y/n Sargent

Carlos sainz

Lando Norris

George Russell

Lewis Hamilton

Y/n Sargent

On the last lap of the race George hit the wall and DNF losing out on p3

Carlos

Lando

Lewis

Y/n

(Hopefully y’all got the gist of this it took me two hours to figure how to write this little section 💀)

You were proud of Lando he had gotten P2 and you were also proud of Carlos he deserved P1 as he had been busting his ass off at Ferrari. You were ecstatic at the fact that they got P1-p2 something they’ve wanted since being teammates and they finally got it.

You went around the paddock congratulating the guys and then made your way back to Lando who just finished hugging his father. You went up to reach over to hug Adam Norris.

“Good job kid” he told you

“Thank you,” you said and walked over to Lando helping him take off his helmet and Balaclava.

You kissed him on the lips and gave him a big hug.

“Omg, good baby I’m so proud of you” you yelled over the roaring crowd.

“Thank you love I got to go to the cool-down room I’ll see you after the podium celebration,” Lando said kissing you.

(Y/ns after race interview)

Int— so y/n what was it like out there?

Y/n— pretty fun a little intense though oh and sweaty very sweaty

Int— how are you feeling about Red Bull losing its consecutive win streak?

Y/n— uh well it’s exciting honestly it was getting boring seeing Max win all the time I’m just glad the fans and myself can hear a different anthem for once.

Int— one last question did you tell Christian to tell Max to hurry the hell up and help you defend?

Y/n— yeah, I did because I had Lewis Hamilton and Fernando Alonso riding my ass for half the race and I lost out on P3 but it is what it is and I’m sure next weekend Redbull will dominate.

Int— alright thank you for your time.

Y/n— no problem

It was time for the podium celebration. The whole track went silent listening to the National Anthem of Spain when Carlos' National Anthem finished, Ferraris's Anthem played and everyone in Ferrari red sang along to the Anthem.

When the Anthem finished playing the guys popped their champagne bottles and sprayed it everywhere. You watched as Lando poured some onto his head and looked down at you winking.

After the podium celebration, the three left presumably to their driver rooms to change and to have a quick shower.

You did the same; you opened your door only to be pulled into the room and pushed back up against the door. Laughing, you looked up at Lando.

“You looked good up there baby,” you told Lando wrapping your arms around his neck.

“You think so?” He asked like the cocky little shit he was.

“I know so,” you said, kissing him.

After party

You and Lando went out to a club with Carlos and his girlfriend to celebrate their big win.

Despite not being drunk like the rest of the people surrounding you, that didn’t stop the pair of you from getting bold and grinding on each other. If it wasn’t for some of the guys being there to pull you both you would have fucked each other right then and there. So you and Lando left, going back to the hotel room.

Once the two of you got back to your room all bets were off and you both were all over each other.

The morning after

You woke up in your hotel room and you found a trashed Disaster. There were feathers from the pillows everywhere, the nightstand beside the bed had claw marks from you scratching it, the bed sheet ripped, and you noticed some blood under your fingernails.

“Oh you're awake look at what you did to my back y/n I’m still not healed all the way,” Lando said.

“I’m sorry baby,” you say, feeling your face heat up.

“Hey I wanna talk to you about something,” Lando said

“Yeah sure what is it?” You ask

“I wanna get married y/n I know we have our whole lives to do that but I want to just get it out now—“Lando rambled before you cut him off.

“You know Vegas is in a few weeks, let's do it there,” you said.

“You wanna go ahead and get married even though we’re only 24?”

“Lando we’re mates we’ll be 24 years old for a long time remember”

“Oh yeah I forgot about that”

[someone-worth-racing-for]

I got an idea of that anonym who asked if Lando was wearing Daniels shirt. Can you do story where Carlos is super jealous as he hasn't seen lando for a while and then he sees a pic of Lando in Daniel's merch and gets upset. But then happy ending and then they finally get to meet again.

Here you are! 😉

Lando didn’t lie, his heart skipped a beat, just to work twice as fast following, when he spotted Carlos sitting there all alone at the airport, waiting for his flight. He was surprised to find him here, since it was the gate for the next flight to London. It almost felt like it was meant for them to meet here, since they hadn’t been able to share some proper words with each other over the last few weeks, without hundreds of cameras pointing at them or people around them listening to their conversations.

“You know that’s not the flight to Spain, right?” Lando said with a big grin on his lips, when he was close enough to his former teammate, still not believing it, that Carlos was really here and they got the chance to spend at least some time together. Because the older one was so focused on whatever he was reading there on his phone, he shrugged together and looked up at the Brit with big, almost shocked eyes.

But to Lando’s disappointment, the Spaniard obviously didn’t share his excitement, instead he actually almost looked annoyed to see a familiar face here. Or maybe it was more about the fact, that it was Lando and not someone else, he would have probably preferred it at the moment. “Oh, hey. Yeah, I know.” Carlos answered short with a cold, not very pleasant voice.

But still Lando took the seat right next to him, thinking that it was maybe still the shock after he had frightened him, that let his friend seem so absent and non-caring. “What are you doing in the UK then?” The young Brit wanted to know all noisy, trying to pretend like he hadn’t noticed the older one’s strange reaction and unusual behaviour.

“Meeting some friends I haven’t seen since months and also working out with Rupert a new training plan for me.” He told the younger one without even looking at him, even when Lando had bent forward in an effort to try to catch his eyes. Understanding, the Brit nodded his head, even when the Spaniard’s eyes were still fixed at some random point in the distance, like he tried to look at everyone and everything but not at him.

His behaviour worried Lando, he had never seen him like that before. So cold and absentminded he had never been before, especially not around him. Carlos didn’t look too tired or exhausted from their race today, also his result couldn’t be the reason why he seemed to be so down, so it had to be something else.

“Are you alright?” Lando dared to ask all carefully, because he could tell he really wasn’t doing well. Actually he was already expecting it, when his friend only nodded his head and also lied right into his face with a quick “Yeah.” Once again the younger one nodded his head, even when he was also a little hurt, because once they had told each other everything.

Carlos seemed like he would have preferred it to be on his own right now and wait for his flight in peace, making Lando feel pretty uncomfortable and very unwanted. “Do you want to me leave you again?” The young Brit finally asked with a small voice, after a long, tensed silence between them.

He was feeling even more stupid for doing something so simple like going over and say hey to him, just like friends were doing. But maybe that was already the reason, maybe they weren’t friends any more. Lando could feel his cheeks heating up by the thought that Carlos maybe didn’t want him in his life any more, when he obviously didn’t even want to talk to him any more. What had happened between to the two of them? They had once been so close.

Some more endless feeling moments passed by, until Carlos finally shook his head to his friend’s surprise. But he kept still quiet in the end. “Okay.” Lando whispered more to himself than to the older one, before he moved in his seat to make himself more comfortable and calm down, taking it as a good sign that the Spaniard was at least willing to give Lando the chance to give him some company.

The younger one just wanted to take on his headphones, because even though Carlos was alright with him staying right next to him and waiting with him together for their flight, he still didn’t seem to be too talkative this evening, when he could suddenly hear the Spaniard saying next to him with a for him even more unusual voice “You aren’t wearing his hoodie.” He muttered all grumpy and condescending, almost pissed.

It actually wasn’t even a question, more a statement, but still Lando answered with a confused “Huh?” It was the first time then that Carlos looked over at his former teammate, that he really looked at him. Lando could spot the sadness in his features, almost like he was in pain.

“Daniel’s.” Carlos spit out, like every more word coming from his lips would have hurt him even more. Even more confused than before, Lando looked back at him, having no clue about what he was actually talking about.

And the frown on his forehead let probably also Carlos get his confusion, when after he had sighted and he had looked away again, preferring it to watch his fingers fidgeting nervously with each other on top of his lap, he finally tried to explain to him, because Lando obviously really didn’t have a clue about what he was talking about or maybe he was only making fun of him, causing that sting in his heart to get even worse

“You were wearing Daniel’s hoodie on Wednesday. You know, that one picture you have posted on Instagram. I’m just surprised you aren’t wearing it as well now.” Carlos muttered, like he was afraid to say those words out too loud. And then Lando finally understood, after he had thought about it for some moments, his brain was obviously already pretty exhausted after this long day.

Quickly he tried to clear the misunderstanding, when he said with a smile on his lips, trying so to make Carlos believe him “Oh, no. It’s not like that. It wasn’t Daniel’s. I mean, yeah it was Daniel’s merch, but not his hoodie.” Carlos didn’t seem to be satisfied with that answer, still biting down onto his bottom lip to keep it together.

“Yeah, I know. It was probably a poor try, but Henrik thought it would maybe make the fans believe, that Daniel and I are getting along. Well, we actually do, but after what I have said about him in the press conference again. I don’t know if it was a good idea, if the fans have bought it that we are getting along well.”

This answer, seem to interest the Spaniard, when he suddenly looked over at the younger one with in surprise opened eyes and parted lips. “So it was only a PR thing?” Being once again confused about Carlos’ reaction, because he had thought that it was obvious what they had been trying to do, Lando laughed out loud, before he asked “Yeah, what have you thought this was about?”

If Carlos was serious, if that try hadn’t worked out for the fans, it had still worked out by him, because they had got him. He had really thought Lando was wearing Daniel’s merch voluntary and that the get along with each other more than just well.

Feeling caught, the Spaniard looked quickly away, trying to hide his blushing cheeks from his former teammate, while he shrugged his shoulders like he hadn’t broken his head about it and had thought about the picture over the last few days.

And then Lando finally got it, the realization was written in his face and even though he hated it to have brought Carlos in this for him obviously so uncomfortable situation, he still somehow enjoyed it, because damn, was he adorable when he was jealous.

“Tell me, cabron. Have you really thought Daniel and I are maybe a little too close? Were you maybe even a little jealous about that thought?” Lando teased carefully, while he leaned forward to catch his friend’s eyes again, to make sure he was right with his suspicions.

And even though Carlos only dared to look over at him from the corner of his eyes, Lando could tell he was indeed right. Carlos Sainz was really jealous, he had never thought to be able to use those five words together in one sentence one day.

Because the young Brit still eyed him closely and with to his hairline raised eyebrows, Carlos finally gave in, when he sighted and pulled his hand at the back of his neck. “Yeah.. Ehm.. maybe.. maybe a little bit, yeah.” The Spaniard admitted in the end, causing his cheeks to blush even worse, making himself so even more adorable than he had already been.

A wide grin did spread out onto Lando’s lips, because he still couldn’t believe it, but at the same time he really hated it to see his friend all embarrassed like that. So he tried to stop this uncomfortable situation for him, when he offered him well-meant, trying to hide his still present, shiny smile, even when he best just wanted to hug the whole world because he was so happy. “It still takes a while till we are able to get on board, do you maybe want to get ourselves something to drink?”

Grateful for Lando to change the subject and not laugh at him for getting jealous about something so stupid or even get mad at him because of his feelings, Carlos nodded agreeing his head and even offered the younger one the first smile of the evening then. “Yeah, I would really like to do that.”

The way the Spaniard bit down onto his bottom lip, only showed Lando that he was obviously as excited, when not even nervous about what was happening between them as he was and it somehow calmed down his as well pretty tensed nerves.

When the two of them made their way over to the next bar, Lando shoved his shoulder against Carlos’ upper arm, when he suggested with blushed cheeks himself “Maybe we could also go for a drink in London.” Latest now, also the Spaniard was smiling all happily and his eyes were sparkling, when he looked down at the young man walking next to him.

It was confirmation enough for Lando to know that they will indeed go out when they will finally be back in the UK. But he kept to himself that if Carlos wanted, he would like to wear one of his hoodies as well. He was also willing to only wear his hoodie and nothing else.

[vandoornestoffel]

Hey has anyone asked you yet about the time you got to meet the Mclaren team? If not, I'd love to know about it more!!

oH WOW.

I wasn’t expecting this.

Well, I’m watching a 24hrs race with 11 hours to go, I might as well take the time to write this down. Sit down and get ready to read a lot of text. Seriously it’s a lot of text. I’m sorry but this story took part in about 4 or 5 hours so a lot happened. 

So the story has a little bit of background. I’m kinda vocal in Twitter. Not as much as the Papaya McLaren+ members, but somewhat vocal, specially around McLaren. The every weekend wishing the best for my babies, and such. Also, in 2017, I got to meet Stoffel and Fernando at the pitlane walk thing in the Mexican GP. Even appeared in Fernando’s Instagram Stories AND on the worldwide feed because I was the only Mexican with a Belgian flag cheering for Stoffel. So after that I told the team I was going to be back the following year and I did. For extra context, I had literally 48 hours earlier, broken up with my boyfriend at the time (fuck that guy), so I was really really sad. 

So the morning of Thursday before the 2018 Mexican GP, I jump into a plane and take the trip to Mexico City for the GP. I didn’t had a pitlane walk ticket but I was planning on going to the race track and buy one (illegally) outside. So I land, or well, the plane lands, and when I turn my phone on again I find a really surprising message. From McLaren’s official Twitter, I got a DM asking me if I had plans on going to the racetrack that day. For context, I had told the team I was excited to see them on action that weekend. So I said that I still hadn’t a pitlane ticket but that I was looking to buy one. I went to my hotel and then to have breakfast and while I was having a meal, I get a second text asking me if I could meet them up in a door of the racetrack, that they had a gift for me and give me a WhatsApp number to stay in touch. WhatsApp number is British, I don’t know how to save it up because my phone kept putting the Mexican first few numbers as I tried to send message to them, it was an stressful mess but when it finally worked, I was already outside of the racetrack. I met a guy, Danny, and when we meet he gives me a paddock pass. I’m freaking out. On the walk past security and all of that, we are chatting. He’s such a nice guy. I still have his phone number but I don’t dare to text him again. He explains I do have to give the pass back at the end of the day and teaches me to use it and then says Go and see the full paddock, let’s meet up here in 20 minutes. So I have plenty of videos seeing everything. Saw Mauricio Arrivabene, KMag, Romain, Charles, Russell, Gio, and a lot of drivers up close, but they were busy with interviews and I didn’t wanted to disturb them. 20 minutes are up and I meet up with Danny and two other men who I can’t remember their names. That’s when we are talked into the McLaren pit. They explained a lot to us, and the cars were being worked on so we could see the engines up close and many other amazing little details. We walk out again and that’s when we are told. They are also giving us a Pirelli Hot Lap. I cried. No joke. We were walked over the Pirelli Hot Laps place and got to see the cars up close, tried a helmet, met my driver (Josh Cook) and I was eating my brain off. Eventually it’s time to go. We walk the main straight to where the cars were waiting for us, and met Charlotte and Helen (PR girls of McLaren at the time), I got the second to last lap in a McLaren 570s, so as the cars came and went I got more and more anxious. They did delivered me a copy of the video that was filmed but I don’t appear in the Mexican clip they published in their YouTube Channel. And I never published it myself. But if you have seen the “Oh, you drivin’ drivin’” it’s pretty much the same. Going side to side. At times yelling but mostly silence of “holy shit this is happening”. When I got off the car I was shaking. Huge smile in my face. Asked for a pic with Charlotte and Helen, and now I wish I had asked pictures with Danny and Josh as they were super special for me that day. 

So this is where things get weird. Have you ever dreamt of something so much that you have a headcanon on how it’s going to be if something happens?? Well, I had a headcanon that I met Stoffel Vandoorne and in my headcanon I turned around to face his adorable smile. First time, that didn’t happen. This time around, we got invited to McLaren’s hospitality, got a free coke, Fernando was there but he didn’t wanted to even wave. He was in a chat with Buemi in the corner of the hospitality and Charlotte and Helen didn’t even made eye contact with him, it was clear to me that he has like “do not disturb” moments. So I was driving my coke and I hear one of the guys say “Oh the girl is going to freak out so much” and well, I was the girl, and I was wearing my 2018 team shirt with Stoffel’s name. So I was chilling and suddenly I hear a “Hi!” and I know that voice. I’ve heard that voice a million times in interviews. I leave my coke in the table and stand up to turn around and see him. Stoffel Vandoorne. I turn around again and sit down because this is not happening. This is a dream. I probably passed out and I’m dreaming. Charlotte asks “Are you ok?” and I know she’s talking about me. I turn again to face Stoffel and tears are in my eyes. It’s really him. And he has that stupid smile in his face. I can barely say “Hi” and my voice cracks but I’m trying my best to not cry. I raise my arm to shake his hand as Stoffel says “Don’t you want a hug?”, I crack again and just approach to hug him. IT IS THE BEST HUG IN MY LIFE. I can’t tell you what he’s smelled like because my definition is just clean. I didn’t smelled a cologne or sweat, I just smelt clean clothes and a clean man. We got a few pictures taken. On the first Lando is in the background, all funny, and we invite them to our picture. He stood on the side of the group and one of the other guys says “Why don’t you stand in the side of the girl, so she can have a McSandwich”. Best McSandwich ever. Stoffel had to leave (to track walk, I believe) and Lando stayed chatting with us for a while. When he finally left, we were invited for one last walk around the paddock. Even got into the stadium area of the circuit. And then it was time to leave. On the walk back to the main door where it all started I asked Danny why me? Why had they invited me? He said that he had noticed my tweets beforehand but the fact that I had tweeted to Lando saying I was excited to see him in FP1, and he retweeted me, was the reason why I got the invite. So, my dream way of meeting Stoffel Vandoorne became a reality thanks to Lando Norris and his really cute way of being with his fans. 

As soon as I gave the pass away, I started to run. I was on the opposite side of the circuit than the pitlane walk door. So I ran, bought a ticket, ran some more, and pushed myself to the front of the crowd to meet Stoffel again. Yeah, I’m that crazy. So Charlotte sees me and says “Hey, look who it is Stoffel!” and Stoffel sees me and he’s like HI AGAIN! so HE FUCKING RECOGNIZED ME. So I chat with Charlotte a bit and say that I forgot to ask for an autograph so as Stoffel is signing one, and hands it to me, she says, “give her more”, so Stoff signed 2 more and handed them over. I told him I was going to miss him in F1 but that he had my support wherever he went, and he said thanks and carried on with his duty before leaving. I stayed there, as people left when they realised there were no drivers to sign cards, until I was told I had to leave. Prior to this, I met Lee Mathurin (a McLaren mechanic who I just discovered he has deleted his Twitter account, and I’m scared) and asked for a picture with him and other mechanics (he chicked out in coming to meet me along so he asked some friends to tag along) and as I try to snap the picture he grabs my phone and walks to the pits. He snapped a few good pictures of Stoffel’s car and the people around and came back to me to take a selfie of us. So after that, I got asked to leave by security and I rode an Uber back to my hotel room. As soon as I walked in and my mom asked “How it went?” I started crying my eyes out. That was waaay beyond what I had ever dreamt about. I was coming there still crying about my ex (I literally cried about him on the plane) and I started crying about how lucky and happy I was 12 hours later. McLaren, unknowing to them, made my life experience something I could never afford, in a moment when I most needed it. I couldn’t attend to the 2019 race and I’m not going to the 2020 race either, but I couldn’t ask for a better and happier day in my life. I truly owe that day forever to that team.

[lqvesoph]

She’s WHOSE daughter??? || LN4

lando norris x webber!reader

summary: Quali day in Melbourne also means some secrets are being spilled…

part 1 | part 2 | part 4 | part 5

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Part 3

The flight to Melbourne was only about three hours. Three hours that Daniel spent sleeping while Lando and you talked about god and the world.

He told you a lot about his family, his parents and siblings and his two little nieces. Your heart swelled a little at the pictures of him holding the two girls on vacation last summer.

You glanced over at Daniel and then turned your gaze to the British boy next to you.

"So, I was thinking-"

"So, about today morning-"

The two of you started at the same time, chuckling and looking down. "You go first", you quickly said, wanting to hear what Lando had to say first.

"About this morning, I… I really like you. I feel like I know you, which is pretty strange considering the fact we haven’t known each other that long. But I wanna get to know you more because… I really like you", he spoke, shyly glancing at you, only to find you smiling at him.

"I would love that, Lando", you smiled, reaching to grab his hand and interwind your fingers. "Can we please keep it low when people are around though? Because I really need to tell Oscar first before he finds out from stupid gossip pages and I don’t think his home race is the place to tell him that I’m dating his teammate", you chuckled at the last sentence.

Lando nodded in understanding and pulled your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles lightly. "That’s totally fine by me", he smiled, dropping your interlaced hands back into your lap.

*~*~*~*~*~*

"What on earth are you doing here??", your best friend called when he spotted you lingering in the back of the Mclaren garage. He quickly signaled his engineer that he’d be back shortly before walking over to you.

"You’re not even wearing any sort of Red Bull colour", Oscar stated after he looked you over once, mustering the white summer dress and lack of Red Bull hat.

"C’mon, I can’t go ‘round parading Red Bull as an Australian at the Australian Grand Prix, especially not when my best friend who’s also Australian drives for a different team", you chuckled, your eyes finding Lando’s for a second who still stood in front of the computer, looking at data along with his engineer. He sent you one of his adorable little smiles before shifting his attention back to work.

"I think this is honestly the first time you’ve ever stood inside here for more than 5 seconds and without me forcing you", Oscar chuckled.

Before Oscar could drag you to his side of the garage, Lando showed up behind him, a wide grin on his face.

"And who do we have here, Red Bull’s princess in papaya", he smirked. Your smile immediately brightening at the sound of his voice. "Well we’re not as far as me actually being IN papaya, I’m colour neutral today", you replied, making Lando raise his eyebrows before pulling his Mclaren hat off and pushing it down on your hair in a quick motion.

"Heyy!", you protested with a giggle and tried to slap his arm away. "That looks way better, wouldn’t you say Oscar?", the brit laughed and turned to his teammate, whose invisible question mark was getting bigger and bigger.

Thankfully his race engineer called him back before he could pose any of his million questions. But that didn’t mean that he didn’t still keep his eyes on the two of you, catching the gentle squeeze Lando gave your hand, that held on longer than necessary.

📍Melbourne, Australia

tagged: landonorris, oscarpiastri, danielricciardo, ybsf

yn.adams: Feels great to be back in Australia and especially at Albert Park!! Quali up next🏎️

comments:

landonorris: Loads of papaya right here🧡

> landonorris: Even a papaya sunset🤭

> fan: How did he convert her over to McLaren???

> fan: That d must me hella good if she’s willing to change teams…

oscarpiastri: How am I only posted once???

> fan: Oscar asking the important questions!!

> fan: Fr tho how did she post Lando 3x??

danielricciardo: I’m sorry, is that papaya I see there??

kellypiquet: You look absolutely gorgeous!!

> yn.adams: Luv uuuu

ybsf: THE BEACH PICTURE!!

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fan: That’s a lot of papaya for you, miss🤨

fan: Posting Lando 3x in one post…

fan: Daniel with the truck LMAOOO

fan: Not a single photo from the Red Bull/RB garange🫣

> fan: Lando be turning her into a Mclaren fan

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*~**~*

Your heart swelled with pride when you saw Lando jump up to P4 on the leader board, your smile just slightly getting bigger. You clapped your hands a few times, celebrating Max’s pole with the other crew members but secretly also Lando’s good starting position for the race tomorrow.

You quietly hushed out of the garage to walk down the paddock to Mclaren, waiting for Lando to arrive.

"Heyy!", he called with a laugh. You giggled and opened your arms for him. His curls were slightly damp from the sweat but you pushed your fingers through them anyway as his arms wrapped around your waist.

"I’m proud of you!", you muttered for only him to hear and felt him smile and squeezed your hip. "Thank you", he smiled and pulled back.

"You wanna come inside?", Lando then asked, nodding towards the papaya hospitality. You hesitated for a second but nodded and resisted the urge to grab the driver’s hand.

He smiled for a few pictures and waved at fans before opening the door for you.

"Lando, debrief is at 6", Jon reminded Lando before said boy grabbed your hand and dragged you towards his driver room.

He pushed the door shut behind you and unzipped his orange race suit, the black fireproof coming to show.

"These are so hot", you muttered, letting your intrusive thoughts take over as you trailed your fingers along his chest. Lando chuckled and pulled you closer by the waist. "You wanna take ‘em off?", he joked teasingly but the glint in his eyes told you he really wouldn’t mind if you did.

You chuckled and pulled his lips on yours, his tongue finding its way into your mouth shortly after. Lando pushed you back until the back of your knees hit the couch and he let you down on his carefully, all while letting his hands roam up and down your body.

You whined when he sucked the gentle skin on your neck, his hand coming to rest on the back of your thigh. You put your hands on either side of his face and pulled him back up so your lips could touch again.

"Lando, have you seen- oh wow, that’s why you didn’t come to congratulate me!"

The door opened, making you push Lando away from you and scrambling up to sit straight on the couch.

Oscar stood in the doorway, putting his hands on his hips. "Respect, mate. I didn’t think you’d be brave enough", he said, turning his gaze to Lando.

You squeezed your eyes shut, praying that your best friend would keep his mouth shut.

"Huh?", Lando asked, a confused expression gracing his face. "Just because Mark has always been against his daughter dating drivers, I mean I tried when I first met her but respect mate", Oscar kept talking, now crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Mark?", Lando questioned, his confusion growing as the seconds passed. You silently begged Oscar to finally quit talking but he didn’t catch on.

"Mark, her dad? Mark Webber", Oscar explained, now confused as well.

"Your dad is Mark Webber?", Lando called, turning his head to you.

Just then your phone chimed with a new message.

dad: What’s going on with you and Lando?

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