jump right in (162647 words) by peachbellini Rating: Explicit Relationships: Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri Series: Part 2 of girls just wanna f1 Summary: Lando being a girl is not a problem. Lando being hot. That’s the problem.
I recommend the WHOLE series!
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When you look at me tell me what do you see (5143 words) by weegreenbean Rating: Mature Relationships: Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen Summary: “You, you, you’re a girl! A …a woman!” Charles eventually gapes out and the look Max gives him could level a building. “Well spotted, dickhead,” he no, no fucking no, she hisses in response and okay, Charles thinks it is perfectly reasonable to feel his knees buckle slightly against the wall of Max’s driver room. Or Max is a woman. Charles becomes determined to help her be herself.
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lacy black pair (3661 words) by buildyourfences Rating: Mature Relationships: Charles Leclerc/Oscar Piastri Summary: “Would you like that, Oscar?” Charles leans in, extends a hand to grip Oscar’s exposed thigh. “For me to dress you?” Oscar nods, doesn’t trust herself not to say something embarrassing if she opens her mouth. “Good,” Charles purrs.
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down on you (6044 words) by MisanthropyMuse Rating: Explicit Relationships: Oscar Piastri/Carlos Sainz Jr Summary: “I’m just saying—I would have liked you on the podium with me so I could look down on you from the top step this time.” Now it’s his turn to blush, tan skin turning an enticing shade of dark red as he looks at her, eyes lingering on her lips for a moment before they meet hers, deep and intense. “That can still be arranged,” he says, voice lower now, smooth with a hint of excitement that makes her insides tingle. Carlos might have missed out on the podium, but he ends up with Oscar standing on top of him nonetheless, and it's almost just as good.
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Reset me (7487 words) by f1amboyant Rating: Explicit Relationships: Oscar Piastri/Carlos Sainz Jr Summary: “You realize what you’re asking me, right?” Oscar said, taking a step forward, like it could prove his point. What was his point, again? “Because this?” He gestured to Carlos’ body, the body of a woman, no doubt about that. “There’s truly only one way I can help you with this. You know that, right?” Carlos softly bit his lip for a brief second, immediately followed by his tongue wetting the invisible indentation left there. Oscar was looking. He was looking so bad. “I’m aware,” Carlos said. “And you’re still asking me?” “Yes.” OR: Carlos gets turned into a woman and asks Oscar, of all people, to help him.
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like honey but sweeter (the grass here is greener) (5212 words) by lisbian Rating: Explicit Relationships: Alexander Albon/George Russell Summary: “Georgie,” she butts in, only half paying attention as she types out a dumb comment on Lando’s latest Instagram post. “Have you ever thought about just dating women?”
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do me a favour (17702 words) by crimandclove Rating: Explicit Relationships: George Russell/Lance Stroll Summary: January 2024 - George finds himself single, stressed, with a set of tits & one Lance Stroll in his home.
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GR63 (12047 words) by Ossobuco Rating: Explicit Relationships: Daniel Ricciardo/George Russell Summary: “All right, thank you, everyone,” George says as the last few of his colleagues settle into their chairs. “This meeting of the Grand Prix Drivers’ Association is now in session. As you all know, it’s our third race week of the year and we have quite a bit to get to, but as the first order of business, I would like to propose an inquiry into a situation in which many of us have found ourselves, rather inexplicably. I’m aware that in past seasons, established procedure has been to simply—er, handle the problem as quickly as possible—” There’s a low snicker from somewhere in the back of the room. George ignores it. “But I believe it’s time we took a more proactive, analytical approach to this, ah, phenomenon.”
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those magic changes (7829 words) by peachbellini Rating: Explicit Relationships: Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri Summary: “Yeah, right.” Oscar’s beer tastes stale in his mouth. “Sure there’s other perks though, right?” Logan’s attention has been taken by his phone. Probably a girl, Oscar thinks, or his Mom. Maybe there’s a particularly big fish being shared in the family group chat. He types out a message then locks it with purpose, chucking it face down on the table. “Yeah, I mean. You know what they say happens when you podium, right? The girl thing?”
MASTERPOST
so i can win, and this can finally end
Did a 20 minute drabble sprint with my speedy gentlemen buds and came out with this!
Prompt: “There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
I chose to do some Landoscar fluff :)
Under the cut!
It starts out quiet.
Like Lando isn’t even sure anything is even different. It’s casual. It’s normal.
But something has shifted in the way Oscar Piastri looks at him. And Lando doesn't know how to deal with it other than internal flailing and alarms screeching in his head.
“Here,” Oscar offers with a small nod, handing Lando his forgotten water bottle he had left abandoned in the hospitality an hour earlier.
Lando takes it from Oscar’s outstretched hand and feels their fingers brush just the tiniest bit from the pass. Lando shivers. He hopes it was internal shivering that is imperceptible to others, imperceptible to Oscar.
“Thanks.” Lando says mutely. And then Oscar does the damndest thing.
He winks at him.
Lando melts into a puddle. What is wrong with him?
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Lando really should have the couch of his driver’s room facing the door and not facing away from the door. It was a tragic mistake in strategy on his part.
So it shouldn’t come as a surprise when he feels warm breath ghost over the back of his neck and a soft thud against the back of the couch.
He drops his phone. The traitorous device snaps into his chest and bounces onto the floor.
“Hey.” Oscar breathes down the back of his neck.
Lando makes a slightly mangled noise in response and scrambles to the floor to look for his phone. Nevermind it being a traitorous device, it’s now his savior to get Oscar’s breath away from his neck before he does something stupid like turn around and pull his face to Lando’s.
Lando finally grabs his phone and looks up at Oscar, who is now leaning over the top of the couch and tilting his head in a way Lando would die before he admits he finds cute. He’s smiling and waiting for Lando to get himself together.
It strikes Lando then. Oscar’s always waiting for him. Never pushy. Never impatient. Just. Waiting. Like he’s got all the time in the world for him.
He clears his throat. “Is it a habit of yours to frighten men in their own driver’s rooms?”
Oscar laughs, quiet and jerky, like he’s trying to bend over the front of the couch. He shakes his head. “Nah, just thought you’d appreciate these.”
At that, Oscar reveals a bag of stroopwafels he had been hiding behind the couch.
Lando gasps and climbs back up the couch to Oscar’s space.
“You dog. You did not get me stroopwafels.” Lando says in disbelief, trying to paw them out of Oscar’s grasp.
He hands them over with no issue, and Lando notices Oscar’s fingers linger just the slightest bit over Lando’s.
“Hopefully they make up for scaring the living daylights out of you?”
Lando nods his head hastily and starts tearing the package open before someone can come take them from him. Before Jon can take them from him.
“How did you get these past security?” Lando says with awe while offering Oscar a warm stroopwafel.
Oscar takes it and pops a corner of it into his mouth.
“There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
And Lando feels like the air has been sucked out of the room at the absolute sincerity in Oscar’s tone.
And then Lando finally looks up at Oscar, really looks at him. And he finds something unwavering in his eyes.
“Oh.” Lando gets out quietly.
“Yeah.” Oscar agrees, nodding his head a bit and then scratching the back of his neck.
“Would you get me chicken nuggets too?”
A laugh punches out of Oscar at that. And Lando appreciates the warmth that spreads through his chest at seeing Oscar like this. There’s something there. Lando just has to figure out what it is.
What Lando would find out later, is that Oscar already knew what it was. He would just wait a while longer for Lando to catch on.
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#I am unwell #LandOscar #papayaboys #lookatyou
it's always "look at how oscar looks at lando" and never "look at how lando looks at oscar"
totally agree on the collective brainrot💕💕
#georgerussell #63love #howdareyou #bethislevelof #georgeous
GeorgeRussell63 About today 🤷♂️☔️
#this will very much give you an idea who you're dealing with #lil' old me
f1 drivers in order of how likely i think they are to lay an egg
f1 rpf survey - results (part two)
During the survey, I asked people for fic recs and after looking for them on ao3, I ended up compiling this list of 307 F1 fics (covering 66 pairings). And because sometimes people were reccing an entire author, you will also find a list of 47 authors.
The google sheet is available : here. My advice is for you to download the sheet on your own computer, that way you will be able to filter through the pairings/browse it however you want.
Edit : Thanks to a very nice fellow F1 rpf reader, the list now has links.
A couple of notes :
if a fic you recced is not here, it's probably that you did not include the title or the link, I tried my best with the descriptions but when it was a concept I didn't remember reading and the author wasn't specified, there wasn't much I could do
when several pairings where listed in the fics, either the main pairing seemed evident and that's the one I used in the table or several pairings seemed to have the same importance and then I used the "-" symbol in the table
obviously a ton of fics not present on that list are amazing and worth reading on ao3, this is merely a fragment of the available universe out there
hahaha lovely 🌹
Lance: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Fernando: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Lance: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.
I made a paper doll of Oscar for his birthday!!! Feel free to try it out🥳🥳🥳
🔗: https://picrew.me/secret_image_maker/EzlhObSwyZbefXRo