#that carlos is now following him back on insta...

[pia55tri]

carlossainz55 started following you.

[willowsnook]

an experiment pt. 3

lando norris x reporter!reader

a/n: 😈

pt. 1, pt. 2

tags: @sarx164 @wildflowerrsszz, @jaematthews15, @opastries81 @armystay89 @hadesnumber1daughter @dying-inside-but-its-classy @chlmtfilms @freyathehuntress @ashley-k @charlesgirl16 @widow-cevans @cmleitora @rawr-123s-stuff @majapapaya4 @fullmugwolffish

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Y/N: ABSOLUTELY NOT LN: non-refundable, sorry. See you tomorrow

You threw your phone across the room, furious. Hadn’t he done enough? You had your resignation letter typed out, for god’s sake. Begrudgingly, you moved across the room to find your phone, calling your best friend. 

“What’s up?” David asked.

“Lando Norris is coming to Austin to see me,” you said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

“Wait, why?” David questioned. You could hear his confusion over the phone. 

“I don’t know, he posted that thing on Insta and then texted me that he bought a flight,” you complained. 

David snorted, "He posted that thing and then immediately bought a flight? Sounds like someone's feeling guilty," David said with a hint of amusement in his voice.

You groaned, flopping back onto your bed. "I don't care if he feels guilty. I don't want to see him."

"You sure about that?" David asked skeptically. "Because it seems like you two have some unresolved tension."

"The only tension we have is me wanting to strangle him," you muttered.

David laughed. "Right, because that's totally normal behavior between two people who hate each other."

You rolled your eyes, even though he couldn't see you. "What am I supposed to do? He's just going to show up here."

"Well, you could always not be there when he arrives," David suggested. "Or you could hear him out. Maybe he genuinely wants to apologize.”

“You’re supposed to be on my side,” you complained to him and you heard him laugh in response. 

“I’m always on your side, but let’s just say that Carlos isn’t the only one betting on when you two will get together.”

Instead of answering you hung up, not interested in hearing what he had to say anymore. You groaned before pulling yourself off your bed to begin cleaning. Deep cleaning your apartment always cleared your head and it killed two birds with one stone considering that Lando was coming the next day. 

Lando didn’t answer any of your texts the rest of the night and you started to convince yourself that he wasn’t coming which had you relieved. That was shortlived when you heard someone knocking on your door the next day as you were eating lunch. 

“You’re kidding,” you said, shocked as you opened your door to see him standing there, exhaustion written all over your face.

“I don’t have the energy to fight with you right now,” he mumbled, pushing past you with his small suitcase. 

“I didn’t invite you to come,” you shot back, following him angrily. He set his stuff down near the kitchen island before turning back to you. 

“My guilt was eating me alive so I had to come,” he said plainy.

You rolled your eyes, “I would have saved you the trip if you just would have called.” 

He gave you a pointed look, you both knew you wouldn’t have answered. 

“Can I please take a nap before I read the apology speech I prepared?” He asked and you fought hard against the laugh threatening to escape. It didn’t go unnoticed by Lando who smiled triumphantly. 

“Fine,” you agreed, showing him to the guest room. “Why do you have your suitcase?” 

“I didn’t book a hotel,” he replied nonchalantly. 

“Then where are you going to stay?” He didn’t answer and you furrowed your eyebrows. “No. No way. Do you not remember that I don’t like people staying over?”

“I remember every single thing about that night. In detail,” he shot back and your face flamed red. “We won’t be in the same room so it should be fine by your rules.” 

You stormed out of the guest room and slammed the door. You paced back and forth in your living room, trying to process the fact that Lando Norris was currently napping in your guest room. This was not how you expected your day to go. After about an hour, you heard the door open and Lando emerged, looking slightly more rested but still jet-lagged.

"Feel better?" you asked, unable to keep the sarcasm out of your voice.

He nodded, running a hand through his messy hair. "Look, can we talk?"

You crossed your arms, leaning against the wall. "Isn't that why you flew halfway across the world?”

"I had no idea what was happening y/n, you have to believe me,” he said honestly. “I got rid of social media mid season because of the amount of hate I was getting. I’m so sorry this happened.”

“The things that have been said about me Lando…” you trailed off, resolve cracking. “How could I want to keep doing this?” 

Lando's face fell as he saw the pain in your eyes. He took a tentative step towards you, his voice soft. "Y/n, I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. What they've been saying, it's not okay. Not at all."

You wrapped your arms around yourself, suddenly feeling vulnerable. "It's not just what they're saying. It's... everything. The threats, the harassment. They found my personal information, Lando. I don't feel safe anymore."

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration and guilt evident on his face. “You’re too good for us to lose you. That article you wrote? It was brutal, but it was honest. And that's what makes you great at your job.”

You didn’t say anything but didn’t stop Lando as he stepped even closer to you, his hands coming to cup your face. 

“I need you there,” he admitted. “I need you to keep me on my toes, to keep me accountable. Don’t let them win.”

A tear escaped your eye and Lando brushed it away with his thumb, staring intensely at you. You laid your head against his chest, taking a deep breath. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered to you again. 

“It wasn’t your fault,” you replied softly. Pulling away, you tried to collect yourself before turning back to him. “How long are you here for?”

“Couple of days,” he said sheepishly. 

“You know I’m not going to sleep with you again just because you’re here,” you said and he rolled his eyes. 

“I’ll try not to be offended that you thought that was what I wanted,” he replied. 

“Whatever,” you said, heading towards your room. 

“Pain in my ass,” you heard him mutter under his breath as you left. 

The next day was actually enjoyable, as much as you didn’t want to admit it. You and Lando got brunch before walking around the city, you showing him the touristy sights. 

As you walked along the river, you couldn't help but sneak glances at Lando. He seemed more relaxed here, away from the pressures of the F1 world. You had to admit, when he wasn't being an insufferable prat, he was actually quite charming.

"What?" Lando asked, catching you staring.

You quickly looked away. "Nothing. Just surprised you haven't complained about the heat yet."

He chuckled. "I'm not that delicate, you know. Besides, the company makes it bearable."

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't hide your small smile. "Careful, Norris. That almost sounded like a compliment."

"Don't let it go to your head," he teased back. “What are we doing tonight?” 

“Maybe just a movie back at the apartment,” you said. “Thanks to your apology speech, I actually will have to go back to work tomorrow.” 

He grinned at you. “Glad to hear that.”

“Yeah my first piece back will be ‘Why Oscar Piastri is my pick to win the 2025 championship.’”

You squealed as he moved into you, tickling into your sides. 

That night, you and Lando were curled up on opposite ends of your couch, watching a movie. You kept sneaking glances at him, noticing how relaxed he looked in your space. It was a far cry from the tense interactions you usually had at the track.

As the credits rolled, Lando turned to you with a soft smile. "This was nice. I'm glad I came."

You nodded, feeling a warmth in your chest you weren't quite ready to examine. "It was. Thank you for coming, Lando. I know I gave you a hard time, but... it means a lot that you cared enough to fly out here."

He reached over, gently squeezing your hand. "Of course I care, y/n. Despite our... complicated history, I've always respected you. And I hate that you were hurt because of me, even indirectly."

“I appreciate it,” you whispered. He stared at you a little longer, his eyes flickering down to your lips before he spoke again. 

“Sequel?” He asked and you smiled, nodding your head. 

As the next movie started, he didn’t move back to his spot, instead staying very close to you. As you felt yourself drifting off, you snuggled into his side, much to his amusement. The last thing you remember was him placing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. 

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, gently rousing you from your slumber. As consciousness slowly crept in, you became aware of a warm presence beside you, a steady heartbeat beneath your ear. Your eyes fluttered open, and the events of the previous night came rushing back.

You were still on the couch, curled up against Lando's side, his arm draped protectively around you. Sometime during the night, he had pulled a blanket over both of you, cocooning you in warmth. The TV screen was black, the movie long since ended.

Panic seized your chest as the full weight of the situation hit you. You had spent the night with Lando. Not just in a physical sense, but in the most intimate way possible - wrapped in each other's arms, vulnerable in sleep. This was exactly what you had always feared, the reason you never let anyone stay over.

Slipping out of his arms, you tried to calm yourself down as you headed back into your room. Your mind was racing as you showered, your feelings for Lando bubbling to the surface even though you pushed them down. 

Lando was sitting up and scrolling through his phone when you came back into the living room. He looked up at you, face instantly scrunching as he saw you. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked. 

“Nothing, what time is your flight?” You asked, without any emotion. Lando moved off the couch towards you, grabbing your arm as you turned away from him. 

“Y/n, what’s wrong? Is this because of last night?” He asked and you flinched, giving him the answer he needed. 

“You need to go Lando, thank you for coming, but it’s time for you to go.” 

“Wow,” he said in disbelief. “I’ll go when you can look me in the eye and tell me that all you still feel for me is hatred.” 

“Lando please,” you said, begging. 

“Why are you pushing me away?” He asked, frustration evident in his voice. 

You took a deep breath, finally meeting his gaze. "Because it can't work, Lando. We can't work."

His eyes flashed with hurt and anger. "Why not? Give me one good reason."

"We live in different countries, for starters," you said, your voice strained. "Our careers are completely incompatible. I'm supposed to report on you objectively, and you're supposed to trust that I won't use anything personal against you in my articles."

"That's bullshit and you know it," Lando snapped. "Look at Fernando and Melissa. We could make it work if we wanted to."

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around yourself. "It's not just that. We're too different, Lando. We argue constantly. Half the time I want to strangle you."

"And the other half?" he challenged.

“It doesn’t matter,” you said. 

“It does to me,” he shot back. 

“What would happen if we were together Lando?” you asked tirelessly. “If your fans hated me for writing about you, how would they treat me for dating you? I’ve seen how they treated your exes.” 

Lando was quiet for a moment, anger steaming off of him. 

“Don’t worry about it,” he finally said, coldly. “I guess I’m not worth it.”

You started to call after him but he was already gone. 

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Lando’s season started off incredibly, winning the first three races all by over 5 seconds minimum. You would think that he would be ecstatic, his boyish energy returning to interviews and PR videos but that was not the case. He was pissed. Anyone that tried to talk to him was met with short answers and anytime McLaren made him do anything, he looked like he was being held at gunpoint. 

He wanted to get over you but he couldn’t. He’d never had anyone challenge him the way you did and he could still feel you sleeping in his arms that night from a couple of months ago. His friends were walking on eggshells around him and Carlos was about to lose it. 

“Please just call her,” Carlos begged, sitting next to Lando at dinner in Monaco. They had a couple weeks in between races and what was supposed to be an enjoyable break, was turning into a nightmare for Carlos due to Lando’s moodiness. 

“She doesn’t want anything to do with me, she made that quite clear,” Lando replied. 

“She’s just scared Lando, she’s literally been checking up on you,” he told his friend. A look of interest flashed across Lando’s face so Carlos kept going. “Oscar said she asked how you were doing just last week.” 

“I don’t believe you,” Lando finally said and Carlos groaned, resting his head into his hands. 

You were miserable. The past few months since pushing Lando away had been some of the hardest of your life. You threw yourself into work, covering IndyCar and trying to ignore the ache in your chest every time you saw news about Lando's incredible start to the F1 season.

But no matter how much you tried to distract yourself, thoughts of him kept creeping in. The way he looked at you that morning on your couch, hurt and confusion in his eyes as you pushed him away. The feeling of falling asleep in his arms, more content than you'd been in years.

You knew you had valid reasons for ending things before they really began. The complications of your careers, the distance, the intensity of F1 fandom. But the longer you went without talking to him, the more those reasons felt like excuses born out of fear.

OP: Hey, you asked about Lando last week. Thought you might want to know he's in a pretty bad mood lately. Carlos is at his wit's end.

You frowned, guilt gnawing at you. Was Lando's mood because of you? No, that was ridiculous. He was probably just stressed about the season, despite his early successes.

Y/N: Thanks for letting me know. I'm sure he'll snap out of it soon.

OP: c’mon y/n, I know you’re just as miserable as he is. 

You cursed your friend David who you knew told Oscar about how depressing your life had become. As you sat in your apartment that night your mind wandered back to that last conversation. 

Why did you push him away? Because you didn’t want to get hurt? 

The truth was, you were terrified. Terrified of letting someone in, of being vulnerable, of potentially getting your heart broken. But as you reflected on the past few months without Lando, you realized you were already heartbroken.

With shaking hands, you picked up your phone and dialed a number you had been avoiding.

"Hello?" Lando's voice was hesitant, guarded.

"Hey," you said softly. "It's me."

There was a long pause. "Y/n? Is everything okay?"

You took a deep breath. "No, actually. Everything's not okay. I... I miss you, Lando. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry for pushing you away."

Another pause. And then nothing. He hung up.

pt. 4

[issi-loves-dannyric]

PT2 Lando x exReader - Daniel x reader

Warnings- MDNI, unprotected sex, and shady!Daniel (a king)

Part 2/2 previous 1/2

Y/n insta

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Japan went smoother than Australia but the animals here mostly too big to steal.

User1: she’s really living the life I want

User2: getting more pictures of her again slowly omg

—User3: suspect we’re going to get our mother back soon.

Danielricciardo: photo creds?

-y/nofficial: fine…photo credits to my biggest fan❤️

—danielricciardo: that’s better…I guess

User4: Her and Danny banter in comments makes me believe in love.

-user5: So real, I feel so single now

Carlossianz55: could say Japan was a…smooth operation?

-y/nofficial: of course Carlitos 😌

-Carlossainz55: we’re both smooth operators now.

—y/nofficial: forever❤️

User6: WAIT she’s also close to Carlos. The fangirls are going insane.

-user5: can confirm.

~

Spending time with Danny was fresh air, still is but add a minor inconvenience. Feelings. How was I not going to fall for him when he picked me up during a shitty time and purposely tried his best to distract me. Makes sure we do things he knows I will like rather than just what he wants to do. When I wanted to stay in and read he stayed in watching something on the tv or napped. I don’t want him to think he’s just rebound from Lando. That’s why I’m stuck between being affectionate or closed off.

“Y/N, china is next so are you coming with?” He asks walking out of the room shirtless causing me to fight the urge to look.

“What do you think?” I ask with a dead face

“You’re going to follow me around everywhere this season” He states moving towards the counter I’m standing at.

“Of course” I say smiling back to him causing him to laugh and smile harder. Pulling me into a hug, I rest my arms around his stomach putting my head to his chest.

“When are we leaving?” I ask looking up to him. He pauses looking down at me, eyes drifting from mine to my lips. The slight movement easy to notice when you want to kiss the person or that you’re in love with them.

“We can leave today, get there extra early to sightsee.” He says looking away clearing his throat.

“Sounds good to me” I say while tucking my head back into his chest. He puts his hand on my head then press a kiss to my scalp. Or I’m tripping and he just is resting his head.

“Let me change and put my stuff together. Which you need to do too” I state pulling away, look at his face it seemed like he was thinking of something. “Dannyyy” I call out break the trance.

“Yeah..” he trails off hiding a confused face. Walking away to exactly what I said I was going to do but by the time I’m ready, Danny is staring at his phone. Sitting next to him on the couch laying my head on his shoulder, “what’s wrong” I mumble causing him to tense.

“Who said something is wrong?”

“Danny” I say moving my head from his shoulder to look at him. Still he looks down at his phone which has Twitter open with tweets about me and him, lando drama and people thinking something is going on with Carlos.

“You know the things they say is just to hurt us.” I state putting my hand on his arm.

“What about what they say about you and Carlos?”

“The comments is the closest thing to a conversation me and him had in the past two months.” I answer looking at him who’s now looking at his darkened phone screen.

“Danny…” I trail off putting my hand on his chin turning his head. “There’s more clearly, what’s going on” I ask rubbing my thumb on his jawline. His eyes flick between my eyes and lips once again.

“I…I fell in love with you. I know you’re just getting out of a relationship which is making it harder.” He sighs while examining my face causing me to smile a little.

“It’s okay” I state with my hand still on his jawline.

“What do you mean?” He asks putting his hand over my wrist holding my hand to his face.

“I did too, I didnt want to say anything because I don’t want you to think you’re just a rebound.” I respond causing him to look shocked.

“How long?”

“I don’t know, I just noticed the things you did that no one else did for me. You make me feel special and no one has done that before.” I reply looking into his eyes. His eyes move to down to my lips again, this time I do the same. Shifting his hand from my wrist he moves it to my waist.

“I want to kiss you so bad right now” he mumbles

“Do it” with those 2 words his lips are on mine. The hand that was on his jawline moves to his hair. He pulls my waist more towards him before moving me onto his lap. His lips move down my neck making me let out a tiny moan and bite my lip. Only encouraging him to continue, he runs his hands up and down thigh slowly going more towards my heat.

Bring his lips back up to mine we continue kissing once again. Breaking away for a second I look down at him smiling, “as much as I would like to go further, we have a flight to catch” making him groan.

“We can finish later” I say pecking his lips moving off him.

“Let’s hurry up so later comes faster.” He says getting up and grabbing his things.

Y/nofficial

Caption: To Shanghai we go ✈️

—Maxfewtrell: What is this y/n

-y/nofficial: nothing Maxie, don’t worry.

-Maxfewtrell: I’m worrying y/n!

—Carlossainz55: he finally admitted

-y/nofficial: who?

-carlossainz55: y/n…don’t play stupid

-y/nofficial: memememe

—Danielricciardo: my love❤️

Y/Nofficial

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Y/nofficial: I think I made a good decision in Australia.

-Danielricciardo: no photo creds again I see…

--Y/nofficial: actually they told me I didn’t have to credit them! Thanks for the concern old man🫶

Danielricciardo: Weird, wonder why they didn’t want credit?

—y/nofficial: I don’t know! They were kinda strange photographer!

—user1: Daniel what do you know?!

-user2: Mother do we have a new dad??

-user3: screaming crying throwing up

Carlossainz55: mememe

—y/nofficial: cálmate, Carly

-carlossainz55: don’t give me attitude next time

-y/nofficial: mememe

Maxfewtrell: Answer me!! I’m not man, I just want to talk.

—y/nofficial: nuh uh

Maxfewtrell: DONT YOU NUH UH ME BRAT

—user4: y/n stressing these men out, true queen shit

*liked by y/nofficial

-danielricciardo: please stop encouraging this behavior from her.

-y/nofficial: Nuh uh

-user5: WHY ARENT WE TALKING ABOUT THE 7TH AND 9TH PICTURES MORE

-user6: I KNOW, LIKE WHO IS HE

-user7: Maybe Daniel?

-user8: Idk Carlos is closer to her age.

Danielricciardo Story

caption: beautiful views here

Y/nofficial: MY LOVE I POSTED THIS PICTURE

-danielricciardo: oops 🤭

“Danny!” I groaned from the bedroom of the huge hotel

“Yes my love” he responds with a smirk walking towards the bed I sat on.

“Didn’t you want to go the soft launch route” I question while pouting.

“Yes but I want to show the world my love for you soon” he says getting on to the bed in front of me. Pulling my chin up with his hand, gently puts his lips to mine. Quickly I reciprocated the kiss, tangling my hands into his hair. As the kiss heats up he slides his hands to the bottom of my shirt, slipping them under. Taking off the shirt I was once wearing he lays me back kissing my neck and collarbone. Making his way back to my lips, I tug his shirt up slightly to which he quickly discards somewhere in the room. Leaning forward once again this time I push him to the side of me to get on top of him. Continuing to make out, he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me into him as much as possible. My heat rubbing against his hard dick make us both to whimper. The friction between us making us more sensitive and hornier for each other.

Once again he takes control laying me on my back kissing down my chest. Putting his mouth on my hard nipples causing me to groan and grip his curls. Moving his right hand to my short, rubbing my covered heat. Whimpering again, he makes way back go my lips. Hooking a finger around the waist band on my shorts and underwear pushing them slowly down. Removing my hands from his hair and shoulder, I pull my short and underwear off fully for him. He couldn’t resist staring at my fully unclothed body, “finally all mine” he mumbles kissing my lips with more urgency. Pulling his own sweats and boxers off, pulling our bodies closest as possible. Making his dick bump into my clit causing a moan to slip out.

“You sure you want to do this” he questions while using his thumb to rub my clit.

“Yes” i practically cried

“Good girl” he says slipping himself into me with little struggle due to how soaked I am. “My good girl” he moans as he bottoms out.

“All yours, Daniel” I tell him as he puts his head into my neck kissing and leaving marks. His thrusts are slow and deep making me want more.

“What do you want baby?” He asks into my ear groaning

“Fuck me harder, my love” I say earning a loud moan from him. He pushes his hand up to my neck as he thrusts harder and faster into me. Moaning louder now he suppresses them with his lips as he struggles to hold on.

“Keep making noises like that and I will cum in you” he warns looking me in my eyes.

“Do it Danny” all I can respond with making him start to fuck into me harder than I’ve ever been before. “Cum in me Daniel” I moan into his shoulder, biting onto him.

“You want me to cum huh? Be good girl and take it all” he moans as he starts filling me up, slowing down to fuck the cum deeper into me. This causes me to tighten and cum onto him. For a second he stays inside not moving, just staring down into my eyes while we catch our breath.

“I love you” he whispers not thinking until he said it.

“I love you” I say smiling and pulling him down into me hugging him closely.

“Let’s shower” he says pulling out making me whimper. Getting up I could feel the cum slowly move towards my thighs. The sight of it making him moan slightly, “breeding kink” I state to him walk towards the shower where I turn the water on.

“Choking kink” he replies.

Once in the shower he helps me clean up and hugs me close to him. Kissing my shoulders and grabbing anything he can. Getting out, he wraps a fluffy towel around my shoulders before wrapping one around his waist. Legs wobble slightly with each step I took towards the bed. The second I’m in the bed he orders takeout and turns on Bobs burgers knowing how much I love it. Cuddling while eating before falling asleep in each others arms.

Y/nofficial

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Y/nofficial: Think I needed someone older ❤️ I love you Danny.

Danielricciardo: I love you mi Bebe

Carlossainz55: finally also where’s my photo credit?

-y/nofficial: one picture Carly…

-carlossainz55: ONE OUT OF THE 100

-y/nofficial: memememe

User1: I just know Lando is crying into a pillow and throwing up.

-danielricciardo: good!

-User2: DANNY YOU SHADY SHI-

User3: living for her relationship with the grid.

User4: homie hopper

-danielricciardo: not homie hopping when you weren't friends with the ex!

User5: Danny is going crazy in these comments.

-user6: remember when she got hate and lando never protected her?

-user5: OMG YES, he fumbled so hard

*liked by Y/nofficial and Danielricciardo*

Danielricciardo

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Danielricciardo: I would like to thank my mother for raising me right, I would like to thank y/m/n for creating this beautiful woman and I would like the thank the last guy that fumbled. She’s all mine now and I can promise I won’t fumble like him.

I love you mi amor. ❤️

Y/nofficial: I love you my savior❤️

Carlossainz55: finally won’t have to listen to his complaining!

-y/nofficial: why are you like this 😟

-Danielricciardo: how could I not when she’s this beautiful

Carlossainz55: give me my photo creds!

-Danielricciardo: no brother

-y/nofficial: no brother

Carlossainz55: I hate you both.

User1: LMAO CARLOS FIGHTING FOR SOME CREDIT

User2: HES SO SHADY! I LOVE IT SO MUCH.

User3: i need someone to protect me like Daniel protects y/n

-user4: SO REAL

User5: Lando fumbled so hard but so glad he did

-y/nofficial: wish I didn’t have to realize Danny’s my LOML like that glad I did!!

-Danielricciardo: took long enough but glad we took that time!!

User6: omg this means the nails she got done was to soft launch!

-y/nofficial: yes actually!! Even had a 3 under my ring finger!

-user6: don’t touch me I’m fragile, noticed by y/n and she had his number under her RING fingernail!

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[bodybeyondstories]

story prompt: a brand of jockstrap quickly becomes the gold standard amongst college and professional athletics because the competitive price structure that makes them cheaper to buy in bulk than any other brand. The fit is different than everything else on the market too. These jockstraps keep their butts so high and tight it's almost as if they're bigger. Are their butts bigger? That could explain the number of pants-splitting wardrobe malfunctions that are afflicting athletes across all sports. Say nothing of the guys who like the little lift and have started wearing the jocks under their street clothes too

Ok I've actually been thinking about a similar thing for a while because occasionally my Insta feed is inundated with these ads for perky butt pants, which look like low quality chinos that are just well fitted in the back I guess, but I always feel like the algorithm is being shady.

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[Nadir: I left you a gift on the entry table, try 'em on 😛]

[Carlos: Are these those perky butt jockstraps I keep seeing ads for?]

[Nadir: Yeah probably lol. A friend of mine got a sponsorship deal or whatever and they basically threw a case of these at him. I think they kind of work, they're all over my socials]

[Carlos: All of those guys already have nice asses, this is Marketing 101. You flood everyone's social media feeds with athletes and fitness influencers who are already stacked so you can make the claim that *your* special jockstrap has some cutting edge butt lifting technology. Then every faux butt model follows suit, it becomes a ubiquitous gay fashion piece, and the money rolls in until the next fad]

[Nadir: Ok, fair enough. But in the meantime would it hurt to look a little more caked up?]

[Carlos: You're not wrong 👀]

Carlos sighed at his phone, then at the pile of individually packaged jockstraps on the coffee table that his roommate left for him. It wasn't like he cared all that much. He was more so just annoyed at the progression of ads and sponsorship deals preying on queer men's perpetual body image crises. What looked like a regular jockstrap with tighter bands seemed to suddenly be everywhere. Of course personal trainers and athletes with huge followings were ripe for sponsorship deals to build out a market, but now he was seeing random dudes with generally unremarkable figures post in these things like they were life changing.

But they do look good, he admitted to himself, thinking about a friend of his who for years was incapable of putting on any mass, yet suddenly his private stories featured him in nothing but these jocks framing a delectable bubble butt that came seemingly out of nowhere. He held the packaging in his hands. And they seem functional. And I've been needing to re-up on gym gear for a while. And and and... he thought to himself, finally relenting and ripping open the plastic cover.

They were cute, higher quality than expected, but mostly resembled every other jockstrap on the market. He whipped off his underwear right there in the living room and slid on the jock. It was surprisingly comfortable, so much so that he didn't know why he'd been wearing any other underwear all this time.

Not to mention his ass looked great. He had a pretty dedicated workout routine and was so stranger to some heavy deadlifts, but as he turned toward the full length mirror, he almost gasped at the bubble that stood out behind him. He didn't even know he had that much ass to work with. He gave it a shake just to make sure it was real.

"I knew you'd like it," said Nadir, beaming as he entered through the front door.

And he did. He wore them to the gym the next morning, and the next, and the next. They immediately became a staple in his workout gear, and he was having some of the best leg days he'd had in maybe ever. The only issue was keeping himself from leering at his own dump truck in the mirror, or at the other gymgoers who had obviously also gotten the memo about these booty enhancing jocks. He was more than happy to let go of his previous cynicism and learn to love this new fad for however long it lasted.

The way they lifted his butt made a statement, his ass becoming the main attraction in any pair of pants he wore. After a while, he couldn't shake the feeling that his derriere was holding on to some of the added umph even without the jock. He chalked it up to the added confidence producing serious gains in the gym, confirmed when, in the middle of a set of deep squats, he felt an unexpected breeze across his butt cheeks.

He'd been noticing how significant his progress had been, but didn't think it was enough to blow out the seat of his gym shorts in broad daylight. He didn't even know that was a thing that really happened. He tried to cover his ample posterior as his face flushed with embarrassment, but after a quick glance around, realized that everyone around was largely unconcerned. In fact, there were a few others casually finishing their workouts with split seams. He did the same.

"Don't sweat it," said Nadir later that day. "It's been happening to me all the time." He had always had a shapely bottom, carefully constructed through his budding career as a personal trainer, yet in recent weeks Carlos couldn't help but notice it inflating well out of proportion, his follower count and engagement inflating along with it. "At my gym, these are basically optional now," he added, pulling at the hem of a pair of gym shorts that strained for dear life across his comical bubble butt, the bottom third of his cheeks spilling out, framed by the straps of his jock.

It was a look coming back in style, booty shorts that looked woefully incapable of full coverage. Carlos had just donated a bunch of old pairs that he could've sworn fit fine just a few months ago, but now dug into his cheeks halfway down.

Nadir's pants optional policy had been catching on across the more professional, private, influencer-heavy gyms, a pragmatic way of extending the longevity of gym shorts that didn't stand a chance against the juicy pumps emphasized by these now ubiquitous jockstraps. It wasn't uncommon, and was slowly becoming fashionable, to see people walking around with their cheeks exposed, seat of their pants fluttering in the breeze like accidentally assless chaps.

Unfortunately, many day jobs weren't yet so lax with their dress codes, producing a menswear crisis of over-stressed seams, constant tailoring, and increasingly frequent instances of catastrophic failure. It became obvious who had been influenced into wearing these jockstraps not just at the gym but in their day to day, their disproportionately round butts bursting through the fabric of slacks and khakis whenever they bent down too fast, or more often encased in much more forgiving spandex or very loose sweats. A serious bubble butt had basically become the norm, to the point where navigating through the crowd at circuit parties meant risking being crushed to death by a gauntlet of jock-encased oversized glutes.

Carlos, with a blessed work from home gig, had taken to wearing mostly nothing below the belt for the sake of comfort, his massive globes spilling out over the edges of the stool at his desk as he plugged away on his laptop. His phone pinged with a text from Nadir.

[Nadir: Can you check for a package? I'm expecting some new product they asked me to demo. Feel free to check it out, I think they sent extras!]

Sure enough, there was a package on the porch with a thank you note for Nadir and some guidelines for the kinds of posts he should make to feature their product. His fitness career had really taken off in recent months, which Carlos was glad to see. He opened the packaging and pulled out a stretchy tank top that promised to "Lift, frame, and enhance your pecs!"

Again with this, he scoffed, turning the fabric over in his fingers. Might as well take it for a spin. It is push day.

[no-goodbyes-no-regrets]

TK and Carlos meet Tommy and Buck for the first time since the crossover episode

I'm not that good with crossovers but I hope you like it

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"So you met them fighting wildfires here in Texas? When we live in the wildfire state?" Tommy asked as they drove through down town Austin.

Buck shrugged.

"It was pretty bad. They needed all the help they could get." he quickly glanced at Tommy "Hen and TK's captain actually went missing. Their helicopter crashed. We stole a fire truck to rescue them."

"You seem to do a lot of that, don't you? I'm kind of hurt you've never stolen one for me." Tommy teased.

"Next time I steal a truck, I promise it'll be for you." Evan vowed and held up two fingers. "Scout's honour."

Tommy laughed.

"That doesn't count if you were never actually a boyscout."

"How do you know I was never a scout? I had a lot of hobbies as a kid."

"Hmm. I know. But Maddie would have shown me the pictures by now if you had."

Evan tilted his head in his direction to signal he had a point.

"I'm sure you would have been adorable in the uniform." Tommy told him and brushed a kiss over the knuckles of Evan's hand he was holding.

"Damn right I would have!" he joked as he pulled into a free parking space near an apartment building. "Ok this should be it." He double checked the address as they walked up to the front door. He was excited to meet up with TK again but also slightly nervous. "We've kept in touch via insta and text and stuff." he told Tommy. "But I've never actually met his husband. I was supposed to go to their wedding... but then I got struck by lightning."

"Which seems like a valid reason to skip a wedding." Tommy said, taking his hand. "But you are the most accident prone person I know. Even if you were a cat your nine lives would be close to running out by now." he joked.

Just as Evan was about to ring the doorbell, someone called out his name behind them.

They turned around and saw a guy of around Evan's age in some kind of uniform walk up to them, with a large Bernese Mountain Dog happily following behind.

"TK! Hey! Good to see you, man." Tommy hung back as Evan let go of his hand to hug his friend. "Are we early?" he gestured at TK's uniform.

"No, don't worry about it, it's fine. I just took Buttercup out for a walk first before we went up."

"Is he yours?" Tommy asked, scratching the dog behind its ears as it sniffed his pockets.

"My dad's. But he's away visiting family for a couple of days so he stays with us." TK explained. "And you must be Buck's hot pilot."

Tommy laughed and shook TK's hand while Evan's face turned an adorable shade of pink.

"Just Tommy is fine." He said and turned to Evan. "Just how many people have you told about me as the hot pilot?"

"I...Well... I just... I mean... Y-you are a hot pilot." Evan stammered.

"Hey, I get it." TK said, patting his shoulder. "I married a cowboy and a cop in one. A very hot one too."

They followed TK into the building and they took the lift up to their floor.

"Carlos is making ropa vieja from his grandmother's recipe. He's planned a whole three course meal."

"You didn't have to go through all of this trouble for us." Evan said but TK waved his comment away before opening a sliding door. "It's fine. He loves to cook. Babe, I ran into Buck and Tommy downstairs."

An attractive man Tommy recognised from the pictures Evan had shown him, came to greet them at the door. He kissed TK and unclipped the dog's leash before turning to Buck and Tommy.

"Hey guys, come on in. I'm Carlos, TK's husband. Nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you. Both of you."

"I might have called TK for advice when I was freaking out before our first date." Evan explained.

"And looking at you two now, it was pretty good advice." TK pointed out and ushered them further into the loft.

The place was nice. Stylish yet homey at the same time. TK quickly changed out of his uniform while Buttercup decided Tommy was his new favourite person in the world and draped himself over his lap, and Evan ended up helping Carlos in the kitchen.

"Just push him away if he bothers you." TK gestured to the dog staring lovingly at Tommy while he pet him. "He can get a little clingy."

"It's fine, I don't mind. Our neighbours had a Saint Bernard when I was a kid, I was always over at their place to play with it. This one brings back memories, don't you buddy?" he directed the last part at Buttercup before glancing around the loft again, eyes landing on a large terrarium. "What's in there?" he asked and TK's eyes lit up.

"That. is Lou. Louis the second. He's our lizard. Well... bearded dragon." TK stood up and opened the terrarium, moving a few things around, and lifting a lizard up out of it. "Carlos bought him for me, even though he's scared of him."

"I'm not scared of Lou. I just didn't want a wild flesh eating lizard loose in our apartment."

"I feel like there's a story there." Tommy prompted.

"Carlos is overreacting." TK insisted but didn't elaborate."Lou is actually really friendly and smart. And he likes Buttercup."

"And Buttercup was scared of him the first time they met." Carlos added.

Tommy listened to TK talk about the bearded dragon and made a mental note to look into where and how to possibly get one in LA. He'd have to talk to Evan about it but he had a feeling he'd be on board.

They spent the rest of the night swapping work stories while enjoying their dinner, and making plans for the rest of Buck and Tommy's time in Austin.

"I'll text you the details for that club I mentioned. You can meet the rest of our friends." TK promised Buck as he and Carlos walked him and Tommy to the door.

"And we'll meet in the park at noon tomorrow for the yoga class. I have an extra mat if you need it." Carlos told Tommy. The two had discovered a mutual love for yoga and agreed to go to Carlos' regular class together.

"And we can sit back and enjoy the view." TK said, bumping his shoulder against Buck's. "I'll bring virgin mojitos."

[footballlover8]

Hii!! I have an idea that reader is a pro Olympic ice skater and that Gavi and Pedri are in the same ice rank as reader is practicing for the Olympics and Pedri or gavi is admiring readers skill in ice skating

Thank you for reading this ❤️❤️

La campeona || Pedri

A/N:Hi! I’m so sorry this took so long, I’ve been really busy with exams but I’m finished with everything now and have summer vacation now.

Hope you don’t mind me using Carlos sainz as her brother. He won’t be mentioned, I just needed a Spanish last name and he was the first I thought of. I hope you still like it though!❤️ And please remember that English is not my native language🫶🏼

Warnings: cursing? Bad translated Spanish. Let me know is there’s anything else

Genre:Fluff

Requested?: yes/no

(Gif is not mine, all credits too the owner)

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"So it's not completely empty today but I can assure you she won't pay attention to you as she's busy practicing for the olympiques" One of the worker there told the small group of boys.

The boys including pedri, Gavi, Ansu, Alejandro, Ferran, Eric and Dembélé . They figured since they had a little break before national duties they would do something fun together. So here they were, at Barcelona's local ice rink.

"That's okey, thank you so much" Ansu thanked the man before he left, they went to put on the skates and made their way onto the rink.

As soon as pedri laid his eyes on the girl, he couldn't look away. She looked gorgeous, her long, beautiful hair flowing in the wind as her feet danced on the ice.

He was so lost in his own little world he hadn't noticed his friends had already made their friends at on the ice.

"Pepi! You coming!?"

"Yeah, yeah" He breathed out making his way onto the ice.

The girl had yet to notice the group of boys that was goofing around on the ice.

It wasn't until the canarian boy ran into her zone that she noticed them.

But it was too late pedri had already ran into her making her fall on top of him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean too, I don't know what I'm doing honestly" pedri apologized immediately, embarrassed by his actions.

"It's okey, don't worry about it. Happens" She laughed a little, feeling her face heat up from embarrassment.

She quickly got up before helping him up as well.

"I'm pedri by the way" He reached his hand out for her too shake it.

"I'm y/n" She smiled shaking his hand.

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"You've been going there constantly! You never hangs out with us anymore!" Alejandro complained to pedri who was currently on his way too his car that was Parked outside the training ground.

"You'll survive without me" pedri shrugged not really listening too them.

"Oh come on pedrooooo" Ansu whined.

"Oh come on guys, let him be with his girlfriend" Gavi smirked knowing the exact reason why he had been going too the rink constantly.

"Girlfriend!?" His teammates yelled surprised.

"Gavi!!" Pedri hit the younger midfielders chest earning a groan from him.

"What girlfriend??" Ferran asked

"The girl pedri basically fell on top off when we were ice skating" Gavi teased with his familiar smirk.

"She's not my girlfriend cabrón” Pedri scoffed.

“Yeah right” Gavi laughed.

“No way, she wants to hang with you! You have no game mano!” Eric exclaimed making the others laugh.

“Oh shut up, besides all the girls you follow on Insta, none of them wants to be with you, so shut up” Pedri snapped back.

(Im sorry Eric, I love you, it’s just for the story😭🫶🏼)

“Hey!” “That’s rude!” Eric rolled his eyes as the little group oooe’d at them.

“Okey but she can join us?” Dembélé suggested.

“I doubt she wants too hang out with you Imbéciles. Besides she has a medal to win” (assholes)

“I forgot she was a professional at that” Ansu hummed.

“When’s the competition?” He asked Pedri who was smiling thinking of the girl.

“Tomorrow, so she needs all the time she can get”

“Can we go!???” Alejandro asked excitedly, he really wanted too see the girl Pedri had been hanging out with constantly.

“I mean I’m already going, but you guys have too figure that out yourself” Pedri shrugged slightly, not really wanting them there. He wanted too be with her alone.

“Oh come on! Can’t you get us in?” Ferran groaned

“No” He answered simply.

“Whyyyy!???-“

“I’ve already fixed it” Gavi announced cutting Eric off.

“What do you mean fixed it?” Dembélé asked.

“I’ve got us tickets, but some of you have too sit away from us, there were barely any seats left” He explained.

“You’re a genius!” Eric slapped the back of Gavi’s head.

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“You’ll nail it, I know it. You’re the best okey?” Pedri assured the girl who was quite nervous, this was her second time being in the Olympics.

She was 18 so she had competed once when she was 17. She got second place then.

“What if I fall or something?” She questioned him as her hairstylist was finishing up her hair.

“If you fall, which I know you won’t, you get right back up again. You always do okey?” His hands reached to lightly rest on her shoulder and rubbing soothing circles to make her calm down a little.

“Okey” She nodded letting out a breath.

“Good, vamos, show them who you are” He smiled, helping her up on her feet.

“Thanks pepi” She smiled giving him a light kiss on his cheek.

“Y/n! You have to go” one of the workers told her making her nod.

Pedri followed her down to the rink where one of the competitor were finishing up.

She was completely lost in her own thoughts when she heard the announcer.

“Y/n sainz! 18 years old and representing her home country Spain! Give her a warm welcome!”

(Don’t bully me, I don’t know how that works😭)

Pedri gave her a warm and reassuring smile.

She quickly hugged him, making sure not to bury her face in his chest like she usually would, to not ruin her make up.

“Break a leg” He smiled as she let go making her way onto the ice.

“Wait! Not literally though!” He yelled after her, making her laugh.

He quickly found his place besides his friends and watched the girl as she did what she was best at. His friends were doing the exact same. Not only did she look breathtaking, but she was good at what she was doing.

Pedri couldn’t keep his eyes off her, like quite literally. With every move she did, his eyes followed in a heart beat. She was so enchanting.

Before he even knew it, everyone was clapping and she was making her way off the rink.

“Yo! Pedri! Your girl is tale-“

Ferran couldn’t even finish his sentence before Pedri was running down too her. His friends just laughed at him.

“¡Te lo dije! ¡Te lo dije, joder!” He yelled pulling her into his arms as she had just taken of her skates. (I told you! I fucking told you!)

She laughed at him before hugging him back.

“Anything can still happen pepi, I haven’t won” She chuckled softly

“Not yet, but you will, it’s obvious!”

“Don’t jinx it González” She warned as the two let go of the hug

“Yeah, yeah” he rolled his eyes playfully making her hit his arm lightly.

***

“Hey, do you guys think our kid will be more into football or figure skating?” Pedri asked randomly as they were waiting for the judges too announce the winner.

“Pedri what?” They all looked at the canarian confused as fuck.

“You guys aren’t even dating!?”

“Oh we will, don’t worry” Pedri assured him.

“But like what do you guys think?”

“Football”

“Figure skating”

“It’s too early!”

“What the fuck?”

“Cooking”

“Me”

The answers came everywhere.

“Who said ‘me’?” Pedri asked disgusted.

“Eric” everyone pointed at him.

“Not me” Eric defended

“You perv! I’m gonna get y/n too cut your throat with her skates” Pedri hit Eric’s chest.

“I was joking, you ass”

That’s when the announcer started talking none sense, too them at least, that was until they announced the third place.

“Second place goes too…Dimitri Muranóvic!”

(Completely random name)

Pedri crossed his fingers for the girl.

“First place, goes too the youngest competitor this year! Y/n Sainz!”

She jumped up in surprise, she honestly didn’t expect that that.

As she made her way up on the podium Pedri let out a breath of relief as he cheered on her.

Later that night, Pedri decided too drop the question as he drove her home.

“So…what do you say? Me, you on Friday, I’ll pick you up 6 o’clock?” He was quite confident she would say yes so he wasn’t really nervous.

“It’s a date” She smiled leaning over and kissing his cheek.

“Thanks for the ride pepi” She smiled softly reaching into her pockets too get her house keys.

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“Everything okey y/n/n?”

“Yeah, yeah. Two seconds” She chuckled nervously.

She checked her bags, before remembering she gave them too her coach.

“Joder” She sighed, she just wanted too go too bed, she was exhausted. (Fuck)

“What is it?” Pedri asked seeing the exhausted look on her face.

“I forgot my keys, I gave them too my coach” She said.

Pedri thought for a little, would it be that bad too let her sleep at his place. ‘Nah fuck it’ he thought

“You can sleep at my place, I’m sure my brother won’t mind” He offered, trying too not sound too excited.

“I don’t wanna bother you guys”

“You won’t, trust me. Just please? Besides where else are you gonna go?” He asked her as she realized she didn’t have that many friends and the few she had, didn’t live in Barcelona, and the ones that did had boyfriends.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive” He smiled.

***

“Thanks pedri, for everything” She smiled, he had offered her a shower and fed her and just everything a girl could imagine.

She breathed in the scent of his shirt that smelled so much like him. It was so comforting.

“It’s no problem corazón” He didn’t even realize the pet name that slipped out.

She smiled as a little blush formed across her cheeks.

He followed her too his bedroom which was oddly clean, despite being a footballers bedroom. She excepted it too stink like sweat everywhere, but it didn’t. It smelled like him.

“I’ll go sleep on the couch, I don’t have any guest bedrooms”

“What? No,no,no,no,no,no” “I’ll take the couch, you sleep here. It’s your bedroom after all” She quickly denied his offer of sleeping in his bed, she didn’t want him too be uncomfortable on the couch.

“Trust me, you don’t wanna sleep on the couch, fer’s snores like a hombre loco”

She laughed a little.

“That’s fine I’m used too my brothers snores anyways”

“Yeah,Nope, there’s no way I’m letting you sleep on the couch” “not only would my family kill me if they knew I let a pretty girl sleep on the couch but I would too. So…”

Before she even knew it, he picked her up making her squeal, not expecting him too do that.

He carefully threw her on the bed and tucked her in, basically trapping her inside the covers.

“Hey!” “That’s very rude of you González”

He laughed and shrugged.

“Buenas noches, mi campeón” He smiled kissing her head softly. Despite them not dating, they were quite affectionate. (Good night, my champion)

“No, wait Pedri?”

“Yeah?”

“Can’t you sleep here too then?” “I really don’t want you too sleep on the couch” She said as he smiled at her request.

“I don‘y wanna make you uncomfortable or anything” He said, and he wasn’t lying.

“You won’t. I really want you too”

He smiled slightly and nodded his head before telling him he would just change real quick.

Usually he just slept in either his boxers or his shorts because of the warmth. But today he put on a shirt as well as some simple shorts. Only because he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

“Isn’t that really hot?” She asked seeing him coming out from his closet.

“A little, but it’s fine” He answered.

“If it’s because of me you’re wearing a shirt, I don’t mind. All the times we’ve fell asleep on FaceTime, not once have you worn a shirt” She laughed a little

“You sure it’s okey?”

She quickly nodded her head.

“Besides if we’re going on a date soon, then this will be more than just sleeping in the same bed” She shrugged her shoulders making Pedri laugh and shake his head.

He pulled his shirt off and threw it on his gaming chair. She tried not too stare too much so he wouldn’t notice, but of course luck wasn’t on her side.

“Eyes up here corazón” He chukled seeing her hiding her face in his pillow

He got in on the other side of the bed and pulled some of the covers on him as well.

“Buenas noches pepi” She yawned, giving him a soft smile as the two laid face too face. (Good Night)

“Buenas noches preciosa” he smiled as the two closed their eyes. (Good night gorgeous)

The word thing both of them were so tired, but none of them could sleep. Pedri could feel her inching closer and closer too him so as an instinct he wrapped his arm around her waist too pull her closer too him and caressed the back of her head.

She smiled tiredly, burying her face into his bare chest, resting one of her arms across his torso.

He gave her one last kiss on her forehead before the two drifted off too dreamland.

(This is not edited, so please don’t mind if there is any spelling mistakes❤️ Thank you for reading!)

[landinrris]

oh that was me with the lando & martin timeline anon. the full timeline may make your brain melt more. this is the stuff we know about for sure:

met late summer 2022 at one of martin's gigs in Ibiza - lando was there on vacation with max f, ollie etc. the video going around of them at fisher's gig was a couple of days after martin's.

sept 2022 monza gp - martin was at the race even though he wasn't playing and was with mclaren - they posted pics of him and daniel in their hospitality. after the race, lando posted pics of them him & martin leaving in a heli - he called martin his uber driver 🤣. lando stayed in amsterdam for a few days. both of them posted videos of them on martin's boat on the canals with martin's friend jurrian. local gossip sites mentioned they'd been seen in restaurants with friends. in this time martin bought lando his decks. lando posted pics of himself with them on the plane back to the uk and martin said in an interview a few months later that he had bought them as a gift for lando.

oct 2022 - hang out after the mexico gp - there are clips on tiktok of them at a club.

dec 2022 dubai - martin was playing there on 30th dec, turned up a few days early and hung out with lando. martin posted pics of them on his insta with some masks & there was a video of them playing padel with martin k and someone else. lando's friends all posted from the vip section at martin's gig.

jan 2023 - following martin's gig in thailand, he and louis met up with lando & martin k and they all flew to finland for several days - lots of pics and videos - then on to ibiza for a few more days - martin has a home there and his parents & sister spend a lot of time there and were with them - martin posted a pic of himself with his family and also there were videos of lando and both martins on a hike. martin then flew to nice the same day lando went back to monaco - he posted a pic of himself the next day in nice getting a haircut.

may 2023 miami gp - martin was playing at the miami race. that's where the nipple pinch pics come from & also this gem https://www.tumblr.com/alexi-01/716928290612559872/stop-this-is-so-cute-look-at-martijns-face?source=share

june 2023 - arrive early together in nyc and hang out ahead of lando's press stuff. martin's parents and sister were also with them - there's a pic of them with lando & martin in a japanese tea house. lando stays through to martin's gig and arrives late for thursday media day in canada. martin shows up to play after the gp in canada. he and lando were out together that evening in montreal - a dj in the bar they were in took pics with them both. next day lando posts a pic of video of him, martin & louis on a hotel balcony.

july 2023 - max v & lando go to tomorrowland after the spa gp. max is in vip with his family, lando is up on stage with martin trying but failing to hide behind some speakers. videos of them at the afterpary. lando then goes to amsterdam for a couple of days before he has to be back in spa - posted a pic of the view from martin's place & a pic leaked of them playing pool.

august 2023 - after being on vacation with his family lando goes to ibiza. missed all his friends who had been there all summer, stays with martin's childhood friends incl jurrian from the amsterdam boat. pics of them out celebrating ward and jurrian's bdays and the afterparty of martin's show. lando then flies with martin to his shows in bratislava and then marseille - was pictured in bratislava plus martin posted a story with him in and lando let the marseille detail out in a ziggo interview at the amsterdam gp.

sept 2023 - zandvoort gp martin hanging with lando's dad on the grid. after the race there's a video of the two of them getting out of a van at amsterdam airport and boarding max v's plane which flew to monaco.

oct 2023 - hung out after the mexico gp after lando had had dinner with carlos. i follow a friend of lando & max v's who lives in mexico city who now has a locked account so the pics aren't public but he posted pics of both of them and martin started following him. swedish house mafia guys were also there (assumption carlos may have been there too as even though there were no pics the guy started following him as well though carlos didn't follow back)

nov 2023 - that hug at the vegas gp. local papers reported lando was also in the club with martin and max v but there are no pics and as he was probably still in some pain after his crash it's likely they confused thierry v with lando.

dec 2023 - ski trip with lando's friends. martin flew directly back from gigs in singapore and malaysia to join up with them.

to be continued...

and that's just the stuff we know about lol. bffs of w/e else, anyone's guess at this point, but they really did become very close very quickly.

Anon, I am giving you a big ole fat kiss on the forehead. God bless you for this breakdown ❤️❤️❤️

So much stuff happens throughout the season that I routinely forget tiny details (especially ones you've listed here like the family dinner in New York). To see them all spelled out here is 😘🤌

[arkhammaid]

Let me just scream about chapter 2, cause I am so in love right now... I AM GONNA REREAD THAT STORY LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON ITT it does

Charles doesn’t change her clothes, her special polo for Monza having her number in the colors of the Italian Flag, something that will only add to what she will do now. She leaves her cap on, her long hair in waves from the braid she wore during the race, her cheeks still flushed— she almost looks a bit rumpled. It’s perfect. 

But she thought over each word carefully, mapped everything out in her head, her words, when she smiles, when she’s teary eyed. 

The way she had this planned out, THE WAY SHE MOVES, THR WAY SHE SPEAKS, SHE EVEN PLANNED OUT HOW THE PEOPLE WOULD REACT I LOVE A WOMAN WHO KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS AND HOW TO TAKE ITTT, I AM IN LOVE WITH HER MIND!!

And then… then it comes down to Las Vegas. If she wins here again and Carlos and Max place beneath her, which they will, she will win the World Championship. It’s glorious, it leaves her breathless, pumped with adrenaline

which they will, the confidence, the security she has in her skills, in everything she had done to get her WHERE SHE WANTS! IT IS JUST CHARLIE'S WORLD AND WE JUST LIVE IN IT

When Max congratulates her with a big smile on his face, no frustration evident. He lifts her, his massive hands circling around her waist. The people around them cheer and laugh, she still feels their patting hands on her back and shoulders— and yet she can’t lift her eyes off him. 

MAX CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THE CHAIST, HE FUCKING LIFTS HER UP, SEDATE ME, KILL ME, JUST STRANGLE ME WITH THEIR LOVE AND THEM TOUCHING EACH OTHER!!

also, max grapping her neck in the club 😩😩 GOD, I AM NOT YOUR STRONGEST SOLDIER

me when you guys leave comments and asks like these: (got me blushing and giggling and kicking my feet fr)

monza is the italian temple of insanity, of course charles would only enable them to be even more insane. no one will stop her from doing insane things, fully knowing that she would do it anyway if someone forbid it

IT IS IN FACT just charles world and us living in it. some just act it isn't like this (charlie will prove them wrong in this fic)

max can't have enough of charles, of the chaist (and one day of the chussy-) he's so totally normal about her!!!

(there is a small snippet of the fic where max compares charles to a feisty kitten why do you think he's grabbing her neck like that 👀)

so so happy you people like my little brainchild born of the literal fact that jos verstappen is following charles leclerc on insta.... insane brainchild but i love it 🫶

[shiftingtomydrs]

ok short (or not so short idk yet) rant about 2022 / 2023 season in my driver dr

background ive been in a rs with charles at this point for 2 and a half years (since mid 2019)

so basically in 2022 i win my 8th championship and yk its a big deal bcs its the one that breaks the record and for charles it sucks even more in 2022 than another year bcs this was the year he had a realistic chance at the championship for the first time before ferrari (binotto and carlos im sorry but they developed the car closer to carlos so im gonna blame carlos too) fucked it all up so theres a lot of frustration obviously and i now already scripted that we get into a big fight over it all and charles (bcs he doesnt deal well with confrontation) posts the famous breakup story on insta (we didnt breakup but he thought so bcs i was like 'i cant do this anymore' and stormed off but i just meant i cant do this fight anymore right now not the fucking rs) and follows alexandra bcs idk frustration or smth idk and then (shes a morally grey person in my dr im sorry but i dont see her as the good person here i feel kinda bad making her the villain but i need one and she fits the persona well) alexandra (im gonna call her alex bcs its easier to write lol) spreads the rumour of her and charles being in a rs (if youre not into f1 gossip, basically on the day that chacha broke up there was a tweet on insta saying 'yeah look out for alexandrasaintmleux charles just followed her with his private' and more tweets hinting at a rs between alex and charles) and basically puts herself on the map and then ferrari makes charles do a pr agreement with alex bcs it makes sense for him to have a gf (and she has ties to apm monaco one of his sponsors anyway) and also hes been getting hate for breaking up with me (fans love me lol im sorry but he kinda deserves it too in this situation) and ferrari cant have that for one of their drivers ofc so they try to take the attention off that (it doesnt really make sense but then again, ferraris actions never do so were good i think) and i did script charles and i get back together but the question now is when and how bcs i have some scenarios

Scenario 1: we get back together over the winter break and talk it out but the contract is already signed so we need to keep it secret

Scenario 2: we get back together after singapore (which charles wins in my dr) and have to hide it

Scenario 3: Alex is just a rebound (so no pr rs but used for pr purposes and no real genuine feelings more like a hookup gone wrong bcs no one can tell me these two are in love) and we get back together after singapore anyway and they break up

Scenario 4: we get back together somewhere in the 2023 winter break after the pr contract ran out (its for 1 year in my head)

any other ideas are welcome lol bcs maybe im just overlooking the obvious here :)

[heartsoftruth]

yeah, lando has his moments when he looks really pretty so that gets him a bunch of fans, but you know what makes him get even more? He's the most relatable and "approachable" driver right now

lewis makes zero content, charles and carlos just drops some vlogs from time to time, GR and max also nothing, lando engages a lot with his fans. He does hours of streams, his friends too and they talk a lot about their activities, he has that quadrant stuff of his that has a bunch of videos, he showed to fans his spotify wrapped and his actual account is public, this stuff feeds people

im not saying other drivers have to do content like that, just saying that is a good way to get/keep fans and bonus that is something he likes to do, so he's using it to his advantage, hate to say it but hats off to him

I'm gonna be honest anon. I was thinking about that whole Quadrant group of him the other day and thinking: do they even do anything anymore? I feel when that started it was a hype and now I don't see much about it? I saw that girl the other day in a Sideman video, but not much else... When was the last time he live streamed then? I feel if anything he's being a bit more distant (also because he's like a Bieber/1Direction of F1 it seems with cray fans).

I know he has merch like Lewis - because I follow a few of his fans on my private Insta - and I think that goes well. I think besides Lewis's, Lando's also does well (sale wise).

What I will say is at the tracks/hotels etc he almost always tries to make time for his fans and I think that's very good. We might find him annoying, but for other people he's their Lewis. So I'm very happy if those fans get the chance to meet him and I know he's approachable. For example: if you're a fan of Alonso/Stroll/KMAG you can almost forget it if you want something signed/photo. Probably only when you're decked out in their merch. It would be cool if Lewis would do vlogs again like back in the days. I'm sure he's aware of how interested we're all are in his life, but I'm also sure with all the 84348 projects he's involved most of the time it will be "I can't show you this yet. Or this. Or this. Or GUESS WHAT? I also can't show you guys this!" But then maybe like Charles does a couple weeks - or with the projects Lewis does months/year(s) - later. To see his collection come to life, his Almave journey, script reading etc. Music won't be apart I'm almost 100% sure hahah.

[pia55tri]

Carcar prompt!!

Carlos follows Oscar back on Insta randomly and Oscar is very ??? about it hehe

thank you for sending in a prompt 🫶

Oscar gets so many notifications on his public socials that he’s muted them all. That isn’t to say that he isn’t immediately informed when anything happens, because he is.

This time, it’s a message from his social media manager, who doesn’t really manage his posts, but does keep an eye out on them for the team. It goes, Just a few comments from some drivers on your latest post. And Carlos followed you back.

And Oscar’s immediate instinct is to ask, Carlos who?

Is it Carlos Alcaraz? That would be cool, but unlikely.

Even just as unlikely is Carlos Sainz Jr. following him back. But that’s just what happens.

Oscar stares at his followers list for a long moment. He isn’t on bad terms with Carlos, per se. But they’re not on — on great terms either. They just.

They talk. A lot. Carlos talks a lot, in general, and Oscar is exactly the type to goad him, so when they end up in the same vicinity — which is often, nowadays, given that they’re both living in Monaco and bumping into each other at the gym, or the padel court, or even Lando’s favourite haunts around the city — they end up talking for longer than Oscar anticipates.

And they take the same private jets. Same planes, if they’re flying commercial. They have the same friends on the grid. They go to the same gym.

It just happens. Oscar never expected it to, but it does. And somehow all those coincidences and those conversations snowball into texting on the regular and sending each other ridiculous posts from the internet and sports news clips and short messages about their very separate days. And.

Anyway. Throughout it all, Carlos never followed Oscar back on instagram. It was funny, at first (and still is, really), because Carlos would leave comments on his posts like a terrible stalker. For the first few weeks of their sort-of-friendship, Oscar doesn’t think that Carlos even knew he hadn’t been following Oscar back. But it’s since been a little joke between them.

(And imagine that, an inside joke between Oscar and Carlos Sainz Jr. Oscar was a child and spectator at one of Carlos’s rookie races. Little Oscar would have laughed in disbelief. Rookie Oscar would have also laughed in disbelief, in, albeit, a mildly different manner.)

So, now. Oscar is up at an unreasonable time, lounging in his underwear, in the middle of his messy room, and staring at the carlossainz55 in his followers list.

What the fuck.

He needs a sympathetic ear.

🏎🏎

“Okay?” Logan is not at all sympathetic. “And, uh, how does that make you feel?”

“I’m. Normal about it.”

“If you were normal about it, you wouldn’t have called me about it at,” a rustle and a sigh, “three in the morning about it. Mate, I have a meeting in, like, four hours.”

“Logan, please.”

“Call Fred or something.”

“No!” Oscar immediately protests. “And no calling Lando either. They’ll just tell me to— to smooch him or something.”

Another pause. “Well, mate, I don’t know what to tell you, but I personally think that if you’re thinking about ‘smooching’ someone at three in the morning, then you should probably do that.”

Oscar groans. “Fuck you, too.”

“Cheers,” Logan says brightly, then hangs up on him.

Oscar groans again.

🏎🏎

He finally gives in to his little lizard hindbrain and pulls up his messages with Carlos.

So you’re finally signing up to seeing me on your timeline regularly?

He stares at his screen with some shock at his own audacity. What is he—

A buzz. And a reply from Carlos.

Much easier than me going to look for your account every time I want to see you, yes?

Oscar stares some more.

Carefully, he places his phone screen-down on his bed. Looks up at the ceiling.

He can feel his heart in his throat.

Well.

Well.

[pucksandpower]

Hi!!! Can you do like a scandalous insta au with carlos sainz or charles leclerc?

Thanks

Charles Leclerc x scandalous!Reader - Instagram AU

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yourusername i see red

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charles_leclerc nothing is better than you wearing my number

yourusername not even me wearing nothing?

charles_leclerc i stand corrected

feralforferrari 👁️👄👁️

f1wagupdates it must be hard launch season

legallyleclerc sure looks like charles puts the “hard” in “hard launch” if you know what i mean

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yourusername lipstick stains on canvas

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charles_leclerc let me return the favor?

yourusername i’m all yours, darling

carlossainz55 now we know why charles has been coming in looking like he lost a fight with a wild animal

yourusername i proudly take the blame

trulytifosi god really does have favorites

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc thank you for the cake, mon amour

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yourusername i mean every word

pierregasly there’s some things that i simply did not need to know

lorenzotl tell me about it

arthur_leclerc is it a good time to remind you that our MOTHER follows you?

circuitchick ferrari’s pr team is going to have their hands full with these two

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yourusername take a picture, it will last longer

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charles_leclerc don’t mind if i do

yourusername you can take as many pictures as you want

pierregasly down, boy

paddockgirlie i can’t stop looking

leleleclerc i don’t know if i want to be her or be with her more

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc drunk in love

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carlossainz55 we know

landonorris about both the drunk and in love parts

georgerussel63 i’m going to call the fact that they got back to the hotel in one piece and without any public indecency charges a win

rockandrace anyone else think she’s been a horrible influence on him?

flyingferrari i think that for the first time in years charles feels comfortable enough to just let loose with someone and we should be happy for him

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landonorris if you insist …

alexalbon who are these people?

pierregasly i’ve never seen them before in my life

carlossainz55 if we did know them we’d probably tell them to stop being so lovestruck. hypothetically, of course, since we don’t know them

yourusername this wasn’t aimed at you

georgerussell63 should have been more specific, person i don’t know

yourusername why am i friends with you? i blame charles

charles_leclerc hey don’t bring me into this

[nicolesainz]

You are in love (CS 55)

Carlos Sainz x f!reader Summary: Carlos being the sweetest human alive, confessing how much he loves you, whilst having a chat with Lando and revealing past secrets Warnings: only damn fluff (inspired by ‘in between’ by gracie abrams and obviously ‘love story’)

"Man, I think you two have been stuck" Lando points to Carlos's arms with an eye roll following.

"What are you talking about?" Carlos was confused as he didn't understand Lando's supposedly joke.

"From all the honey dripping between ya" He lets out an annoyed tongue click and sips some of his coffee.

Carlos looked at me, wanting to hold back laugh and ready to respond to his friend with a snarky comment.

"I regret introducing the two of you. Well, it's all my mothers fault, so she's to blame" the Mclaren driver complains, scrolling through his phone, taking pictures of us.

"Remind me to thank her actually. I owe her for sending me to you. If it hadn't been for me moving to London, this may not had happen" I cup Carlos's cheeks, giving him a soft kiss.

"Well, it's Lando's mum and fate too! Maybe, well, not actually. I am sure our paths were aligned, that is why we found each other" Carlos holds me tighter and closer to his body, now on top of his lap.

"Since when did you become all cheesy and shit man?" Lando spits out, earning a giggle from me.

"You forget I grew up with three women in the house. Romantic stories, songs, books and movies were a Saturday traditions" Carlos explains as I envision a younger version of himself, sitting on the couch with his sisters and mother, watching movies which had happy endings between the main characters and my heart instantly fills up with sweetness.

"I think it's also because you are a lot in Italy. England hadn't gotten you this soft and sweet" Lando is true. Whenever Carlos isn't working but is still in Italy, we visit Tuscany and Verona. Carlos secretly wrote a letter to Juliet and stuck it in between the other letters, written by romantically helpless women. He still thinks I didn't see him, but I couldn't have a better vision of it.

Never in my life, had a man with such pure heart and feelings following it. Carlos is one of earths wonders and maybe fate did bring us together.

"Will it make you happy if I told you that he took me on a date to Bernabéu, so we could watch the semi finals between Real Madrid and Chelsea?" I say to the English man, with a smirk on my face.

"Did you? Cheeky man! Of course Real would be his first love. Sorry, Y/N, don't take this the wrong way" Lando burst out a loud laugh, holding his stomach.

"Please don't remind me of this day. I should have taken you somewhere else. I regret it" Carlos lowers his head and I still cant stop smiling. I raise his head, giving him a small pout and another kiss on the lips.

"You regret it because Real lost. Not because of anything else. Plus, I was an unlucky charm. My englishness erupted that day"

"And it's not true. I love you more than Real" he caresses my back and leans his head on my shoulder. I know he does. He has proven this more times than I can possibly count.

I can't think of a person I love more than Carlos. He brought me back to daylight after a really difficult period of my life and a heartbreaking departure of my ex boyfriend.

He had given me anything I could possibly ask for. He is an angel on earth.

"This is true. When I first introduced you too, not two months had gone by when he started asking me 'Is Y/N ever gonna visit again?', 'Will she attend another Grand Prix'. I was going insane. That's why I kept sending you tickets, hoping you accepted them. He wouldn't shut up"

Carlos may seem like tough and smooth on the outside, but on the inside he is the biggest sweetheart one can ever meet. So genuinely nice and humble. My heart stopped when I heard this part of the story I didn't know.

"You're not innocent either. You kept looking at his insta, asking me if he had a girlfriend or seeing anyone. Oh the nights I spent trying to convince you otherwise and praising him at your eyes"

My cheeks redden when Lando reveals this secret in front of Carlos. I don't really mind now that we are together. If we kept on hiding our feelings from each other, I would have felt embarrassed.

"Oh cariño! I only had eyes for you, since the moment we met. You took my break away and had to get to you somehow. All I knew was that I was determined to achieve this goal" Carlos exclaims, earning a childish giggle and grin from me.

Oh boy, I felt like a teenager all over again. Like the first time we met. My heart was fluttering as if I was jumping non stop on a trampoline. His words swooned me away!

“Being with you is the best choice I’ve ever made. Smartest, wisest and worthy of everything! I love you forever Carlos!”

My head is leaning on his chest, listening to the fast beating of his heart. I put my hand on my chest and the other on his, feeling the synchronicity of the two hearts.

It’s the most beautiful sensation in the entire world! Pure magic.

“Mi amor, I could never imagine a life without you. You are my life and hope you continue to be for years and years to come”

We share one final kiss before being interrupted by Lando once more

“I definitely ain’t third wheeling here, at all people! Please don’t let my presence interrupt ya”

Me and Carlos giggle, being removed from his lap but still holding hands.

Holding on to each other for as long as possible. Not wanting to lose one another.

[lickmeleclerc]

hiii, i recently started following you and only started watching f1 a few weeks ago. I saw in one of your new posts you answered someone talking about charles dating Charlotte whose an influencer but you also mentioned his ex?? did something bad happen?

hi bestie welcome lol!!! i hope you’ve been enjoying it so far unless you’re Ferrari fan then L in the chat for us lol!!! okay tea below the cut i think i got everything. also all of the asks are tagged with #tea time 🫖 and you can scroll through & see it all!!

Recap:

Giada was Charles’ gf for 4 years (met through school) she was still with him when he got signed for Ferrari (2016) Giada’s friend (speculation of if they were friends or best friends still going on) was Charlotte. They did hang out a bit and were always on each others Insta stories but not consecutively but they did portray online as very close. Also Giada was very close with all the Leclerc family, she would attend holidays/hang with his brothers/ and was close with his mom (or got along with her well)

Then one day Giada posted on insta “Charles broke up with me to focus on his Ferrari career” on Instagram.

TWO WEEKS later Charlotte & Charles become insta official!!! so there’s speculation of cheating either physically or emotionally. So Giada looses a best friend and her boyfriend. And clearly the reasoning Charles gave Giada was not the truth because if he had to focus on his career then why get a new gf two weeks later & why is it one of her friends??? There’s speculation Charles maybe cannot be single [x] this tik Tok is his birth chart break down (if you’re into that) but it basically says “he will be a bachelor for a long time” but that can present in different ways so my take is he needs someone like a gf but doesn’t need to be all in, just a space filler if you will. Also no hate to Charles he’s literally my love. Also now when Charlotte goes on holidays with the families the pap pictures (which people believe Charlotte calls the paps or they both do lol to get photos together) but the photos always look awk & like Charlotte isn’t close with the family like Giada was.

Now Charlotte tea:

She has scammed people by selling alliexpress (a knock of online store) jewelry sets at real jewelry prices. She currently has her Etsy shop back up & reviews continue to say “items not like pictured”

She also will post ads & promotes herself right when Charles wins races so she has the most opportunity for reach & views. Exhibit A There is also a theory she’s a tax evader lol cause her father works for (may own not for sure) hotels//casinos in Monte Carlo which happens to be a place many wealthy people can get away with tax evasion but that’s her family so she may not be the one doing it lol.

And lastly TW!Weight talk TW!food Charlotte has also upset many of her followers (she also has a large amount of young gals following her) about the way she talks about “all the weight I’ve lost” or sharing a “what I eat in a day” that shows unhealthy eating habits. Nothing is wrong with posting these things or speaking about weight loss but the way she goes about it has the connotation of being better because of the changes not about being healthy.

Giada update/tea:

I’ve recently found out Giada has interesting (to say the least) family members (Her cousin) have been described as hateful and have said things publicly that they should have not. [X] here is a link to an old ask where someone explains it all perfectly!! Also she now has a new boyfriend they seem very happy together BUT he follows Charles & Charlotte on Insta & it is speculated they have had to be in the same room with Charles and Charlotte at hang outs (oh to be a fly on the wall for that lol) Giada has also been accused or speculated for having misogynistic views.

In conclusion:

There has also been issues with Charlotte copying if you will multiple things about Giada. Like similar dresses for events & such. But people say it’s become they have the same stylist or now Charlotte has Giada old stylist (Giada left, Charlotte right)

Tik toks w/ photos of Giada/Charlotte/Charles :

[X]

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[X] this one is my fav Charlotte meme lol

[iboatedhere]

His mother sends him home with enough leftovers to last the week, and Carlos leaves her with a promise to come visit during the week and two tickets for Thursday nights game. 

He drives back to Round Rock with the radio on low and the windows rolled down, decompressing. 

The first time he checks his phone isn’t until he’s back in the loft, about to text his mom to tell her he made it home. 

The screen is filled with a string of notifications from Twitter, all DMs from TK12Strand. 

The first one is a link back to the Express’ twitter account, to the post with TK’s introduction video. 

Carlos watches it still standing in the entryway to the loft, the stack of Tupperware in his hand. 

TK looks good in his fresh uniform, smiling for the camera as he poses with the bat over his shoulder while lights flash and music plays. The scene cuts to TK sitting in a director’s chair, playfully fixing his hair in the reflection of the camera lense before questions begin to scroll across the screen. What’s your favorite color? Who was your childhood hero? Favorite movie? Favorite food? Why did you choose your walk up song? What does TK stand for?

In the video TK laughs and points a finger at the camera. “That’s only for my mom when she gets mad.”

TK is charming and funny and when the video ends and Carlos scrolls through the replies, he’s not surprised to see people asking if he’s single. 

I think Marjan did a good job, TK writes. I think I look okay, right?

It was actually really fun. 

Some of the alternate uniforms you guys have are sick 

Do you even use this twitter account? I found your insta too but it’s even more boring than this one, no offense 

Shit, sorry for basically quadruple texting you while you’re enjoying time with your family. Can you tell I’m bored as I track the FedEx truck around the neighborhood? 

Carlos laughs and puts the leftovers in the fridge so he can focus fully on replying. 

He DMs TK his personal Instagram account along with his phone number.

That insta is private but I’ll add you, he writes, and that’s my number in case you want it. 

TK is quick to request a follow and after Carlos approves it there’s a minute of silence before another notification comes through. 

TK has liked a mirror selfie of Carlos in the gym from years back. Almost immediately, a text comes through from an unknown number.

Fuck, TK texts, please ignore that I liked your post from 3 years ago.

Nope.

Fine, if you’re going to keep me honest then….

TK comments on the photo with a dozen fire emojis followed by a few hot face emojis and the water droplet emoji. 

Carlos snorts then hits the call button. TK picks up on the first ring.

“You know my mom and sisters follow that account, right?”

“Your mom and sisters follow your thirst trap account?”

“That is not what it is.”

“C’mon, man, have you seen the photos on here?”

Carlos rolls his eyes, puts the call on speaker, and scrolls through his account. He’ll admit that there are a fair share of gym selfies, but there are also photos of downtown Austin, sunsets on the ranch, and Eli’s little league games. 

“Who exactly would I be trying to trap?” Carlos asks. “I only have twenty followers.”

“Twenty one now,” TK points out. “Does Marjan know about this? One man-crush-Monday post with one of these pics and you’d easily be the most popular Triple-A player on Instagram.”

“I don’t want to be the most popular,” Carlos says, “and Marjan does know about it. She keeps trying to follow me but I keep blocking her.”

“I bet she loves that.”

“It makes her so mad,” Carlos says with a laugh. 

“Wait, no one on the team does either. What is this account even for?”

“Myself, mostly.”

“Well, I promise your photos are safe with me. You didn’t take any photos tonight?”

“Didn’t have time.”

“Too busy talking to your dad and uncles about the game and to your aunts about your lack of a social life?”

“Something like that,” Carlos says. “My Tia Lucy got a dig in but besides that….the kids kept me pretty busy.”

“Are there a lot of them?”

“Between my sister’s and cousin’s kids there’s enough to form a baseball team.”

“I bet they think you’re so cool,” TK says. 

“It’s nice that someone does,” Carlos tells him and TK laughs. “Did your boxes get delivered?”

“They did,” TK says, “but I might have messed up. For some reason I didn’t think Texas would have the same climate as the sun so I don’t think I’ll be wearing ninety percent of the hoodies I brought. I’m down to gym shorts and t-shirts.”

“It can get cool at night.”

TK hums. “I’m not buying it. I’m glad you have fun tonight.”

Carlos nods, but thinks about how the night ended and how alone he felt even though he was surrounded by loved ones. 

“Thanks,” he tells TK before he clears his throat, working the emotion out. “I should probably get to bed.’

“Oh yeah,” TK says, “me too. First home game tomorrow, at least for me anyway.” 

“It’ll be fun,” Carlos tells him. “I know it’s a lot different from what you’re used to, but I think you’re really going to like it here.”

“I hope so,” TK tells him, “have a goodnight, Carlos. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

[noxsoulmate]

5 headcanons for paul and marjan (together or separately)

Oh dear 😅 is this the moment where I have to confess that I don't ship them? For me, they just totally give off sibling vibes, same as TK and Nancy. So they're definitely one of my favorite BrOTPs 😊

I'll split it into two HCs each and two more for them together:

Paul

hasn't tried dating since season one - but will actually meet one of Carlos' cousins at their wedding... a very, very nice cousin, who just decided to move back to Austin 😏 (I've always shipped him with Nancy, but oh well, looks like that ship has sailed... so maybe I'll write a fic about this instead 🤔 we'll see...);

loves being the one who gives off big brother vibes - when really, he can be a little shit just like TK sometimes.

Marjan

has sworn off dating for now and is concentrating on other things in her life instead;

loves to take little videos of her fire fam for her Insta; she's totally not surprised that her followers love it when she posts anything with the tag #Tarlos

BrOTP

Marjan and Paul usually have no problem being the only singles among two couples - but they do love to joke about it. Sure, it's hard sometimes, but their friends never make them feel like they're fifth-wheeling;

They also have no problem cuddling each other, in a platonic way. Sometimes, you just need a hug or to lean onto someone - and they can be that person for each other without fearing that they give off wrong signals.

Send me a character or a ship and I will share 5 headcanons about them