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lenoraah · 11 months

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𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵

pairing -dad!oscar piastri x mom!reader

summary - Oscar and reader finally decide that the Texas Grand Prix would be a good time to show off their little family

a/n - best friend’s name is Juniper and our favorite American will be in here too. baby girls name is Niamh (ahem maybe this can be turned into a series or whatever if this turns out well) not to mention this is a, ‘oh yeah, sorry we forgot to tell everyone that we’ve been married for at least four years ‘ 🤍

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“Babygirl, stay here.”

Niamh giggles and Oscar laughs picking her up and placing her on his hip. Y/n sighs and rolls her eyes playfully, gently tucking a strand of Niamh’s golden brown hair behind her ear before kissing her on the cheek.

“You ready?” Oscar gently nudges his wife in the arm, smiling at her.

“Yep,” Y/n smiles and they small family starts to make their way towards the McLaren garage.

Oscar and Y/n and hear the cameras flashing and people whispering and gossiping. Eventually they hear a familiar shriek and can’t help but smile at the sight of Juniper running towards them.

“There is my favorite family,” The red head grins as she clings onto Y/n’s arm. “How are we doing?”

“I feel like you coming out all those years ago,”

Juniper snort laughs and Niamh laughs along, confused at the situation but happy to see her godmother. Juniper smiles and waves at the toddler who happily squeals and reaches for her.

“Yeah we’ve had enough of daddy. Oscar give me my godchild. It’s my time. It’s my time,”

Niamh laughs and curls up against Juniper’s denim vest. Oscar rolls his eyes, his hand finding Y/n’s. Their matching rings clashing against each other’s.

Niamh squints and turns her head side to side, looking at the crowd and occasionally tilting her head to the side and smiling.

When they finally get to the McLaren garage, the toddler whimpers to let down and then waddles over to Lando. The Brit grins and picks up Niamh, making a confused face at Oscar and Y/n before looking back at the toddler.

“So, what happened?” Lando asks, now standing next of the coupe and Juniper.

“Oh, you know. Woke up and decided yolo.” Oscar shrugs, hand still in Y/n’s.

“Please, never say that again.” Y/n pats her husband’s arms and buries her face into his shoulder. He smiles and mumbles something in her ear making her laugh.

Juniper snort laughs once again and Lando smiles.

“Can practically hear the tabloids screaming in my ear.” The red head rolls her eyes and Lando nods in agreement, his eyes following the toddler who is currently entertained by his curls.

“Yeah well, this girl is too cute to be hiden.” Niamh squeals as Lando tickles her soft belly.

Niamh gets settled but into her mother’s arms and Y/n presses a quick kiss on her forehead.

“Okay, well, I have to go. I’ll see you later,” Oscar murmurs into Y/n’s ear. He kisses Niamh’s cheek and places a kiss on the top of Y/n’s head.

A camera catches the moment. A toddler with Oscar’s hair color in Y/n’s arm and Oscar with his chin resting on top of Y/n’s head, their wedding rings close to each other’s as they are still holding hands, his other hand protectively on Niamh’s back.

#oscar piastri #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri x y/n #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri one shot #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #f1 x female reader #f1 imagine #f1 one shot #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #original post #original writing

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masoncarr2244 · 3 months

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2018 McLaren 600LT Coupé racing at Yas Marina Circuit in Forza Motorsport (2023)

#forza motorsport #mclaren 600lt coupe #forza #forzaedit #forza motorsport 2023 #caredit #gamingedit #gameedit #videogameedit #gif #gifs

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skywalker1dream · 4 months

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Obsession in Overdrive

Jenson Button x journalist!reader

note: so I was writing part 2 of web of obsession and I accidentally deleted it, I really don't know how I did it (I want to bang my head to something like dobby banged his head with lamp)

Summary:You are a dedicated and ambitious journalist covering the world of Formula 1. Your latest assignment brings you face-to-face with Jenson Button, a charismatic and skilled driver. However, beneath his charming exterior lies a dark and obsessive personality. As Jenson becomes fixated on you, what starts as innocent professional admiration quickly spirals into a dangerous obsession, leading you into a web of passion, control, and peril. (you will find out that in part two)

Warnings: Im not good with warnings T_T sorry....

The roar of engines and the scent of burning rubber filled the air, the unmistakable ambiance of a Grand Prix weekend. You adjusted your press pass, the laminated card dangling from a lanyard around your neck. This assignment was a dream come true covering the world of Formula 1, where speed and glamour intertwined.

The paddock was alive with activity. Engineers tweaked car settings, team members rushed about with tools and equipment, and the drivers, the stars of this high-octane circus, moved with an air of focused determination. You had been following the sport for years, but being here, amidst the chaos and excitement, was a different experience altogether.

You were here for one reason: an exclusive interview with Jenson Button, the seasoned driver known not just for his skill on the track, but for his charm and charisma off it. He was a favorite among fans and media alike, and getting time with him was a coup for any journalist.

You arrived at the McLaren team’s hospitality suite, a sleek and modern area buzzing with activity. The room was filled with a mix of team personnel, sponsors, and a few journalists, all engaged in animated conversation. The decor was elegant but functional, with the team’s colors prominently displayed.

You spotted Jenson almost immediately. He was deep in conversation with a team engineer, but as soon as he saw you, his face lit up with a smile. He excused himself and walked over, his stride confident and relaxed.

“Ah, you must be [your name]” he greeted, extending a hand. His grip was firm yet gentle, his touch lingering a fraction longer than necessary.

“Yes, thank you for taking the time to speak with me,” you replied, trying to maintain your professional demeanor despite the fluttering in your stomach. He was even more handsome in person, his blue eyes sparkling with a mix of intelligence and mischief.

“Anything for a lovely journalist,” he said, his tone smooth as silk. “Shall we?”

He led you to a quieter corner of the suite, where a small table and two chairs had been set up for the interview. As you settled into your seat, you couldn’t help but notice how his presence seemed to command the space around him. He was effortlessly charming, his smile warm and inviting.

The interview began with the usual pleasantries. Jenson answered your questions with ease, his responses peppered with humor and insight. He spoke about his passion for racing, the challenges of the season, and his hopes for the future. His answers were thoughtful and articulate, revealing a depth of character that went beyond his public persona.

Yet, as the conversation progressed, you couldn’t ignore the way his gaze lingered on you, as if he were trying to memorize every detail of your face. His eyes would occasionally flicker down to your lips, then back up to meet your gaze, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

You shifted in your seat, trying to maintain your composure. This was just another interview, you told yourself, albeit with one of the most charming men you’d ever met. But there was something about the way he looked at you that made your pulse quicken.

“So, [your name],” Jenson said, leaning forward slightly, “what got you into journalism? And more specifically, why Formula 1?”

You smiled, appreciating his genuine interest. “I’ve always loved writing, and I’ve been a fan of motorsports since I was a kid. There’s something about the combination of speed, skill, and strategy that fascinates me. Plus, the stories behind the drivers and teams are incredibly compelling.”

Jenson nodded, his eyes never leaving yours. “It’s true, there’s a lot more to this sport than just racing. The dedication, the sacrifices... it’s a whole world unto itself.”

You continued talking, sharing stories and laughing together. Despite the professional nature of the interview, it felt more like a conversation between friends. Jenson had a way of making you feel at ease, his genuine interest and warm demeanor drawing you in.

As the interview came to an end, you thanked Jenson and began to gather your things. “This was great, Jenson. Thank you so much for your time.”

“The pleasure was all mine,” he replied, standing up and extending his hand once more. “I hope we get to do this again soon.”

His hand was warm around yours, and as he held your gaze, you couldn’t help but feel a spark of something more than professional admiration. You quickly pushed the thought aside, reminding yourself of your role and responsibilities.

“Take care, love,” Jenson said, his smile lingering as he watched you leave.

As you walked away, you couldn’t shake the feeling that your encounter with Jenson Button was just the beginning of something much more complex and intense than a simple interview.

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Later that evening, you returned to your hotel room, still buzzing from the excitement of the day. You had a lot of work to do transcribing the interview, writing up your notes, and preparing your article. But before you could get started, a knock at the door interrupted your thoughts.

You opened it to find a hotel staff member holding a small, beautifully wrapped box. “Miss [your name] this was left for you at the front desk.”

Surprised, you took the box and thanked him. As you closed the door, curiosity got the better of you. You carefully unwrapped the package, revealing a delicate silver bracelet with a charm in the shape of a racing car. It was exquisite, and clearly expensive.

There was a card inside, written in elegant script: “A token of appreciation. – Jenson.”

Your heart skipped a beat. It was a thoughtful gift, but also oddly personal for someone you’d just met. You slipped the bracelet onto your wrist, admiring how it caught the light. It was beautiful, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that it meant something more.

Pushing aside your unease, you sat down at your laptop and began to write. Yet, as you worked, your thoughts kept drifting back toJenson his smile, his charm, and the intensity in his eyes. This was supposed to be just another assignment, but you had a feeling that it was going to be anything but ordinary.

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Over the next few weeks, you found yourself running into Jenson more frequently. At first, it seemed like coincidence, he’d be at the coffee shop you frequented, or passing by the media center just as you were leaving. Each time, he’d greet you warmly, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you.

“You again,” you joked one afternoon, unable to hide your smile. “Are you following me, Mr. Button?”

He chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down your spine. “Just lucky, I guess. Besides, I enjoy our little chats.”

His attention was flattering, and you couldn’t deny the growing attraction. Yet, beneath the surface, there was something unsettling about his constant presence. It was as if he always knew where you’d be.

One evening, as you left the paddock, you found Jenson waiting by your car. “Let me take you to dinner,” he offered, his tone more commanding than requesting.

“I appreciate the offer, but I have a lot of work to do,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.

His smile faltered, a flicker of frustration in his eyes. “Another time then,” he said, but his tone suggested it wasn’t really a question.

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The next morning, you received a text from an unknown number: Good morning, [your name]. Hope you have a great day. – Jenson. (-sent from my iphoen) (iykyk)

You stared at the message, a mix of emotions swirling inside you. You hadn’t given him your number, which meant he must have gone out of his way to get it. Part of you was flattered by his persistence, but another part couldn’t shake the feeling of discomfort.

As the days passed, Jenson’s presence in your life grew. He sent you flowers, left small gifts at your hotel, and always seemed to be around. It was becoming harder to focus on your work with him constantly on your mind.

During a press conference, you caught Jenson’s eye from across the room. He was surrounded by reporters, but his gaze was fixed on you. He smiled, a knowing look in his eyes that made your heart race. After the conference, he made his way over to you.

“Can I steal you away for a bit?” he asked, his voice low and intimate.

You hesitated, glancing around at your colleagues who were busy typing up their notes. “I really should finish my article.”

“It’ll only take a minute,” he promised, his hand gently guiding you towards a more secluded area. “I wanted to give you something.”

From his pocket, he pulled out a small, wrapped box. “Another gift?” you asked, your voice tinged with both curiosity and caution.

“Just a little something to remind you of me,” he said with a smile.

You unwrapped the box to find a delicate necklace with a pendant shaped like a steering wheel. It was beautiful, but the personal nature of the gift sent a shiver down your spine.

“Jenson, this is lovely, but you really don’t have to keep giving me things,” you said, trying to sound gracious.

“I want to,” he insisted, his eyes intense. “You’re special, love. I feel a connection with you.”

His words made your heart flutter, but also triggered a warning bell in your mind. “Thank you, Jenson. I appreciate it, really. But I.....I have to get back to work now.”

He nodded, but the look in his eyes told you he wasn’t giving up. As you walked away, you felt his gaze lingering on you, a constant, almost tangible presence.

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Later that week, you were sitting in your hotel room, working on your latest article, when your phone buzzed. It was a call from Jenson. You hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Hello?”

“[your name], I hope I’m not interrupting,” he said, his voice smooth and reassuring.

“Not at all. What’s up?”

“I was thinking we could have dinner tonight. There’s a great restaurant not far from your hotel.”

You bit your lip, considering his offer. Part of you wanted to say yes, to enjoy an evening with this captivating man. But another part of you was wary of how quickly things were progressing.

“I don’t know, Jenson. I have a lot of work to do.”

“Come on, just one dinner,” he coaxed. “You have to eat, right? Consider it a break.”

His persistence was hard to resist, and before you knew it, you found yourself agreeing. “Okay, fine. One dinner.”

“Great. I’ll pick you up at seven,” he said, a note of triumph in his voice.

That evening, Jenson arrived at your hotel right on time. He looked impeccable, dressed in a tailored suit that accentuated his athletic build. As you walked to the restaurant, he kept the conversation light and engaging, his charm easing some of your apprehension.

The restaurant was elegant and intimate, with soft lighting and a view of the city skyline. Jenson had reserved a private table, away from prying eyes. As you sat down, you couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Throughout dinner, Jenson was the perfect gentleman. He listened attentively as you talked about your career and passions, sharing stories from his own life that made you laugh and feel at ease. Yet, beneath his charm, there was an intensity in his gaze that made your heart race.

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #jenson button x you #jenson button x reader #f1 fic #fanfic #f1 #jenson button

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silhouettehistory · 2 months

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McSportsCar 76 SilhouetteHistory

Silhouette of McLaren 765LT coupe and Spider with and w/o roof. Refreshed 765LT silhouette, recently rendered Spiders.

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#silhouettehistory #mclaren #765lt #mclaren 765lt #mclaren 765lt spider #765lt spider #convertible #coupe #spider #roadster #sports car #supercar #british cars #car #silhouette #history

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pickingupmymercedes · 1 month

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So, São Paulo GP is finally getting a fan zone.

And that has me wondering what exactly changed and who is/are pushing for that.

Now, I haven't been to a f1 race in Interlagos in years and fan zones are relatively new, but it was never a thing in Interlagos.

What was a thing from the late 90's up until the 2010's was Interlagos being the last race of the season. And getting into one the end of season parties was actually really easy, and so was meeting f1 drivers (you could find them at bars).

It'll be interesting to see what teams send their drivers, considering how some teams and drivers are seen by brazilians now. Specially the ones known for not leaving their hotel unless is for the track or to catch the plane to leave (and some uncalled remarks over the years)

I fully expect Mclaren to be there with both drivers (Lando is well liked and a Palmeiras supporter of sorts?!) and also Aston, Alonso has quite a following as well, and surprisenly (to some) Lance is known for going to a few spots around town.

Haas probably both too as they have a brazilian sponsor (Oakberry). Alpine I can see both going. Sauber and the b team to rbr who knows.

Now, Williams's drivers I'm on the fence, they are the only team with its own standing (since 94' actually) but all the times I was there (even after Massa being their driver) there was a bit of hesitation.

Ferrari is really up to the drivers, Seb could easily be found at a bar/bakery around the Hilton hotel back in the days (that's how I got my first photo with him as a Ferrari driver), but Charles is known for not even acknowledging the fans around the track. While Carlos, we all know the day after the race in 2021, also he's known for going out in SP for a few restaurants.

Lewis goes without saying really, but George, that's actually a good opportunity for Merc to build him for the latam fans, because he's also a known one for fleeing, whenever he can, from anyone with a cap and only ever leaving the hotel to catch the next flight.

(I know the fame Brazil has, but really, São Paulo it's no different from major US cities those drivers love to stroll around)

The RBR situation is the one that intrigues the most, because if Checo still has his seat he's really liked around there, but Verstappen and Interlagos... well, people don't hate him, but let's just say he has road rage there every other year, and that only to add to his gf and the fact Piquet hasn't been seen with good eyes since the 80's. Btw Piquet Jr (yes, the Singapore gate one) won a Stock race this past weekend in Belo Horizonte and got booed, on the podium while taking his trophy (seriously, that family reeks and they're all known Bolsonaro defenders - the last brazilian president that mocked and laughed at people dying without oxygen with Covid, tried to stage a coup, etc, etc).

But yeah, just some thoughts that popped into my head after that announcement. What do you guys think?

ps: fan zones in both FE and Wec went really well this year and people really enjoyed it.

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #ella asks #interlagos

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