#and a WIN FOR LEWIS PLS

[tinseltownie]

Anyway I’m manifesting a Lewis Charles Oscar Lando Carlos podium aka any three of them in literally any order and I have no reason to believe this will happen like Max will win and Checo exists but imagine if it did

[milflewis]

you’re laughing. checo really stood there and called max an ungrateful cunt in front of god and country and you’re laughing

[wejustvibing]

unbothered.

[hohohoe-panda]

Lando with Hamilton, alonso and verstappen behind him. This is what my nightmares are made of

[lewishamiltonstuff]

Lewis starts p18 and Valtteri starts p19. Boyfriends who stay together, win together.

[4405x]

lewis congratulating seb for his last win in singapore 2019 / seb and lewis sharing a podium for lewis 7th title in turkey 2020

#thereisstillaraceandtitletowin

[lewdo]

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[killa-trav]

I’m gonna need Lewis on the podium this weekend to prove to everyone that he is the only no1 driver merc has ever had.

if lewis gets a podium w that pathetic excuse of a car i will love it, gimme oscar lewis lando in that order

[greendomine]

everytime i rewatch the Time Squad episode abt lewis and clark an angel gets their wings🤍

[comraderoscoes]

compassion fatigue but it’s for all the f1 discourse this week

[donewiththisshitplsstop]

Imagine speaking up against bullying when RBR employees kids were allegedly being bullied because of the cost cap breach and when people were criticising Sophie for childishly bringing up Checo's infidelity in a situation that doesnt even involeve her but then bullying Ted Kravitz because 'he deserves it' and Claire Holt because she's 'tired of max winning all the time' and because she said 'he's a grouchy baby'. Like the HYPOCRISY actually fuc*king stinks. And also if that offends you enough to BULLY someone with a different opinion imagine what we felt when Max used ableist slurs and apparently we were the villains for trying to be like 'wtf that's wrong'.

[tinseltownie]

I hope 18yr old Ollie Bearman has the best possible race he could have today. I’m rooting for him

[milflewis]

or can you make sewis toxic

the gc said what if seb n lewis were teammates at merc during baku 2017 earlier today and my brain is fucking melted and this came out. what if lewis went to ferrari after 2016. what if baku happened while they’re were both in the title fight for a wdc with ferrari and make it be the worst possible scenario. what then

“I’m not very nice today,” Sebastian laughs, titling back in his chair, smile bright and toothy, red shirt loose and too big along his shoulders. His fingers are ringless, tapping away on the arm of his chair, no bracelets either excerpt for a thin material one, faded blue, and a thick sensible watch. “Sorry.”

He doesn’t sound sorry but then again, Sebastian never does. Lewis only shrugs, letting his eyes soften, reaching over to bump Sebastian’s chest with his closed fist, light and easy. Mattia is peering over the file in his hand from across the room. “It’s alright, man. Losing can be difficult to swallow.”

Sebastian is far too good at his job to glare at Lewis. His smile simply widens, chin tilting down so he can glance up through his lashes. “You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?”

Lewis laughs, stretching his legs out in front of him, feet crossed at the ankles, until his back clicks quietly. “I would,” Lewis says and the helmet painted in Lewis’s colours on the shelf behind Mattia holds the exact same number of stars, one grey, two silver, one red, as Sebastian has titles. You’re not special, Lewis thinks. Not to me. I see you. I know you as a racer. As a human being. I. See. You.

I’m not Mark Webber, Lewis had said to him, last year after they had handed him the trophey and he’d become the first Ferrari world champion since Kimi. Sebastian had only laughed, furious and spitting and grinning, no?

Nah, Lewis had leaned in close, smelling his sweat and champagne and the race track that always seems to cling to Sebastian. I’ve beat you in your own team, haven’t I?

That hadn’t wiped the smile off of Sebastian’s face, nothing had that year, not once he started losing and never stopped, but something in his eyes had flickered, got you, and he had said, they aren’t my team, like it was awful and terrible and the worst thing he could think of. He didn’t say they’re yours because apart from the very few times Sebastian very distinctly is, he generally isn’t much of a liar.

Lewis had known him a long time at this point, as a friend and stranger and colleague and rival and teammate and ally and rival, and had just shrugged. Yeah, they are, man. They’re Ferrari, they’ll never be mine. And they’ve got to be someone’s — too needy not to be.

Then why are you here. It was the first time since Lewis signed the contract on the heels of 2016 that he saw Sebastian desperate and it was even partly real. Maybe I just want to win with every team, Lewis had watched Sebastian’s fingers pull at the sleeves of his race suit, the material damp and thick. That’s what the papers are saying, anyway, so it must be true.

Sebastian hadn’t said anything to that, jaw still set and tight, knuckles white where he had twisted them into the material. Lewis could’ve forgiven him for choosing Nico over him, or at least, not choosing Lewis. Could’ve and did. He was even able to forgive him for not saying anything when the shit stupid jokes came back after he signed and the Tifosi lost their shit, bouncing back and forth between ecstasy over getting Lewis Hamilton in Ferrari, stealing him from Mercedes as if Lewis hadn’t walked away on his own two feet, and the horror of having a black driver in their beloved team.

What he is not able to let go, and probably couldn’t even if he tried, is Sebastian not taking back what he said after Baku, never telling anyone that he was wrong, even after the FIA of all people stood in Lewis’s corner. It wouldn’t have hurt so much except —

Well, Lewis had thought, hadn’t he, and —

— it didn’t matter. Not in the end.

Sometimes, Lewis looks at Sebastian, beside him on the podium, across a team briefing, staring in front of him, behind, right there, and he hates him. He’s pretty sure that they could’ve, maybe, possibly, been something.

Sometimes, he even catches Sebastian staring back but for all that he swans around, all open palms and look here, look, look, I’ve got nothing to hide, I swear, he can be so very difficult to read. And it’s been a over a year since Lewis has trusted himself around the other man.

[gracefulewis]

it’s been a while 🥰

[sophiewagentje]

Thanks to Lara @ishepretty I just realised silverstone is the next race and now I’m having war flashbacks

[babysharl]

I'm hoping for first lap chaos tomorrow between the first 3 on the starting grid 😌🤞🏻