Small world [Clément Novalak]

Summary: Picking up your cousin from the club ends a little different then you expected… It’s a small world.

Wordcount: 2.9k

Warnings: They’re in the club, mentions of a toxic relationship and cheating (not y/n and clem), sexual implications

It has taken me too long to write a Clem fic, I’m glad it’s finally here!! Especially considering my username is literally clemswinecorner😐😐 Added in a waaaay more dramatic storyline then necessary cause I didn’t know how to end it whoops, but enjoy! For the Clem girlies (but especially Chloe and Yana)🫶🏼🫶🏼

Bit shit formatting because this is posted from my phone, will be fixed asap!

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How it's supposed to [Liam Lawson]

Prompts: “I’m rambling again, aren’t I?” “I can’t take you seriously”, The request: hey, can i request a fic for liam with lines 60 & 111 from the prompt list? im sorry if it's the wrong way to request, but thank you in advance<3

Summary: Y/N works for Hitech with Marcus and might have a thing for (and with) the other kiwi on track. Their friends don't know, though.

Wordcount: 2.2k

Warnings: maybe some swearing? nothing else really, sexual references but no actual smut

I could not come up with a title for the life of me. Anyways, thanks for the request, you did it the right way! Since you didn’t request anything too specific, I got to work it out myself which was fun. I am a sucker! for secret/hidden/private relationships so I decided to finally write it for this. And also the 'everyone knows but them' trope? And then they start dating without telling people just to spite them? Yeah, they're the exact opposite, people have no clue they have any romantic interest in each other. They aren’t seen talking/being together at the track a lot, yet somehow they’re very publicly friends. They’re a little more than that. Situationship. I don’t know, and they didn't either. Anyways, have fun reading, I definitely had fun writing!

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SLEEP BEAUTY. ⋆ ࣪.  dennis hauger x reader

warnings: swearing, I tried to make a oneshot but it is practically a drabble, bad english (?)

Request: Yes

tag list: @fictional-l0v3r; @lewiisbadger; @manonfrtalvrn; @esserenorris; @weirdlychaotic

Dennis had invited you to a party at Marcus' house and you accepted right away, you needed a distraction from your routine. After many hours that you were already partying, exhaustion took over your body and that made you stay in the situation you were in now, lying on the couch hugging Dennis who had already slept.

The sound of the music was distant and started to become a lullaby, you closed your eyes little by little until you were immersed in the sleep, in which you expected to stay that way for a long time.

Well, at least you hoped.

Marcus walked into the room you were in a few minutes after you had fallen asleep and he just couldn't pass up the opportunity. He took his cell phone from his pocket and opened the camera to take a picture of that moment that he considered extremely precious to record. Dennis had one arm wrapped around your waist and the other in your hair while you had your face buried in his chest and your legs entwined with his. As soon as the photo was taken, Marcus realized he had forgotten to take the flash out, causing Dennis to wake up.

“What the fuck, dude? What are you doing?" Dennis asks confused and rubbing his eyes.

You disperse when you feel Dennis moving and you turn to see what was happening, finding Marcus with an amused smile and his cell phone in his hands.

"You guys were so cute, I couldn't help myself…" Marcus says.

"If you post this you are a dead man." You threaten Marcus.

"Then you can consider me a dead man." He says turning his phone towards you, showing the newly published story on instagram.

You quickly get up off the couch and run after Marcus while Dennis watches with lots of laughs as the two of you run around in circles like kids.

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their relationship was new. just a few days after the six months mark, and it was safe to say they were both still in the honeymoon phase. 

it was all too perfect, everything he did and said made her feel in a way she never had before, and the way she touched him made him blush, tremble under her hand. 

max had always been a reserved person, keeping to himself most times, protective of himself and his loved ones. with her, though, whilst he still felt the same need to keep her just to himself, a part of him also wanted to show her off, to show the world that he was lucky enough to have such a perfect girl love him deeply. 

she held tightly to his hand, her eyes wandered around, getting lost in the mix of silver, reds, blues and whites. 

ironic // george russell

summary: george and y/n are finally tying the knot, but trust everything to go wrong that weekend, in all of the right ways. inspired by a selection of verses from ‘ironic’ by alanis morrissette

it’s like rain on your wedding day

pairing: george russell x wife!reader

warnings: dramatic irony, mentions of omens from the universe. I do a little bit of projecting. alex and charles are the reason george is almost late for his wedding. ive only ever had a proper manicure once so its probably unrealistic as hell.

authors note: welcome to the end of the cozy collection 2022 !! i hope you enjoyed it, and im really looking forward to bringing you guys the christmas collection later in november.

reference points: (wedding dress) (george's suit) (the altar)(the song she’ll walk down the aisle to)(engagement ring)(blanket station)(wedding cake)

l'll be right by your side

pairing⁀➷ lando norris x fem!reader

word count⁀➷ 600 more or less

summary⁀➷ “I know you're hurting but that's alright. Because even the strongest people, they feel weak sometimes"

warnings⁀➷ breakup, crying, use of nickname (cupcacke), female reader, fluff, use of y/n, pining maybe?

a/n⁀➷ (as always, tell me if I missed a warning pls) This is based on a song I found on TikTok a while ago before the original song was released. (it’s by jonah kagen & ryan mack)

It was a relationship that would last forever. Your one true love. At least that was what you thought.

"It just isn't the same between us anymore. I don't… feel the same." you looked at him, your heart felt heavy. You knew what he was going to say, yet you asked him, "What do you mean?" your voice nearly on the edge of breaking apart.

"I'm breaking up with you , y/n." he said. You felt the tears building up in your eyes but you refused to cry in front of him. You knew that if you opened your mouth right now, you wouldn't be able to hold the tears back.

So you just nodded. You couldn't believe it, you didn't want to.

He felt like your love story.

And when he left, it felt like he took your heart with him too.

Not thinking, you just put on your shoes and a hoodie.

The tears were now streaming down your face. You knew where you wanted to go and it was as if you knew it was going to be alright the moment you would arrive.

The night was silent, you felt the cold night air wrapping itself around you like a blanket. It wasn't a log walk but on your way, you felt like you were coming closer to your safe place with every step you took.

You knocked on the door and hit the bell twice. A signal you always did, 'showing' it was you. You heard someone literally running towards the door and then, seconds after you knocked, the door opened.

"Cupcake.." Lando saw your tears and stopped in his tracks. He didn't say anything he just took your hand and dragged you in. While he closed the door you had already made your way to the couch. Lando took a blanket and wrapped it around you.

"You don't have to talk. It's alright,” he soothed you, “I know you're hurting. You are one of the strongest people know, but even the strongest people feel weak sometimes.” His warm hand, much larger than yours, drew circles your back.

“It's alright, shh." he said and you cuddled up to his chest.

"He... he broke up with me." You almost whispered. Tears were now running down you cheeks again, Lando wiped them away with his hands and stroked your hair. You couldn't hold it in and you knew you didn't have to. You were safe. You felt safe. And so you cried.

"Thank you." you said, still sobbing. He was everything you needed, he was your safe place. "Cupcake, you know that when you need me l'll be right by your side. Forever."

If you only knew.

You were laying on the couch for some time until you stopped crying. It was like when you were little. When you fell off your bike and scraped up your knee, when you didn't get invited to the birthday party in Kindergarten. Lando has always been there for you.

Ever since you could think. He saved you ever since you could think.

"He is an idiot for not wanting to be with you." he said with a hint of bitterness in his voice.

You glanced up at him, a small smile on your lips. "You save me every time, you know? I'd be lost without you."

Lando smiled at you and gave you a kiss on your hairline. "I promise, lil try to make your days a little brighter, Cupcake. And when you need me I will be right by your side." he whispered. From time to time, he placed a soft kiss on your head, just like he did before.

Your eyelids felt heavy and just before you couldn’t fight it anymore you heard Lando’s voice, barely above a whisper, so quiet you thought you just imagined it. “I love you.”

And when you laid there, cuddled up in Lando's arms drifting off to sleep, you realized that your love story wasn't finished.

It had just begun.

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Birthday Blues - g. russell

a/n: this is purely a self-indulgent fic for my own birthday

warnings: none really, kind of a tiny bit sad at the start but there’s a happy ending

word count: 1.4k

summary: even though you know that your assumption is unrealistic, you can’t help but wonder if George has forgotten about your birthday. Yet, unbeknownst to you, he always has a plan up his sleeve.

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A plain, white ceiling is not the most interesting thing to stare at. 

A plain, white ceiling is in fact a rather mundane thing in itself, but its prosaic simplicity allows you to focus on what you’re thinking rather than what you’re seeing. 

Another year gone by, another 365 days worth of memories, ranging from exhilarating to romantic to, on the worse days, disheartening. Yet, a singular constant throughout all the days - good or bad, joyful or tearful - has always been George.

You smile slightly to yourself as you hear his soft snores filling the room and turn onto your side to see him sleeping oh so peacefully, obviously comfortable and cosy after having hogged the entire duvet in his sleep. Seeing him all wrapped up and warm suddenly makes you realise that you are in fact feeling rather chilly, so you shuffle closer to him, sliding under the duvet and wrapping your arms around him.

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wheel to wheel

pairing; f1 x female-driver! reader

warnings; car crash, mentions of alcohol, cursing

summary; alpha tauri’s first female driver has a day.

word count; 3.7k 

a/n; part one of a multi chapter fic! will be an eventual driver x reader, just not sure which driver yet lololol. also i wrote the first half of this before the race, which is why a lot of the results don’t line up whoops

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“Are you okay, are you okay?”

The muffled voice of your engineer repeated over the radio.

“I’m fine.” You mumbled back. Not waiting to hear a confirmation, you began maneuvering out of your seat, careful to avoid any scraps of metal torn off the body of the car.

lia's lion (pierre gasly x reader)

what a way to come back from the dead, i've just been super busy the last couple of months and haven't even had time to read let alone write!

anyway i'm like a quarter back so enjoy this!

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as soon as baby lia was born, charles leclerc, her uncle, made it his mission to be her favourite, despite only being the girls god father. pierre encouraged it, he loved watching his bestfriend interact with his daughter. however her favourite uncle had always been her mothers twin brother, mick schumacher. he didn't even have to try little lia gasly would light up with joy when she saw him.

mick constantly teased charles about it knowing how desprately the monegasque man wanted to be the german-french girls favourite.

charles got his wish eventually on lia's second birthday. she'd opened the gift and both her parents saw how she lit up with a face that could only be described as love. a plushie lion was in her hands and she hugged it close. "what did uncle charles get you?" y/n asked crouching by daughter.

"lia's lion! lia's lion!" she showed her mum jumping out of excitement.

"go say thank you" y/n encouraged the toddler who ram over to charles and charlotte giving them both massive hugs.

"merci! merci!" she hugged them both tightly and charles couldn't wipe the smile off his face.

lia had a thing for lions since she was born, she loved the things. she'd watch hours and hours of lion documentaries just staring in awe, her favioute helmet was max's because it had a lion on it and her favioute outfit was a dungaree dress that had a little lion embroidered on it. so charles had knocked second birthdays out of the park.

"i think you've been dethroned" pierre told mick who feigned annoyance letting out a huff at which charles laughed at.

since lia's lion joined lia's life, they had gone everywhere together. litterally everywhere. lion had it's own seat at the table, lion had to be with lia at bathtime, lion had the same bed time as lia, lion went shopping with lia, lion went to the races with lia, lion went to visit family with lia, lion went to church with lia. lion was lia's everything.

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"mama, where lion?" lia asked standing in her bedroom, dressed in pyjamas, covered in lions of course.

y/n frowned looking round the room. lion should be in here, normally it's put back in her daughters room if it's just laying about. "scheisse" she muted under her breath. lion was not where it should be. they'd gone all over the place today. they'd gone to the supermarket then to micks and then her parents. lion could be anywhere.

"lion" the girl burst out into uncontrollable tears. that damn plushie was her everything. "lion, lion" she repeated over and over again. fuck.

"lia, let's have a look, i'm sure lions somewhere" y/n reassured her voice not even sounding convincing.

lia sobbed harder and harder as they searched the top floor of the house to find nothing. they made their way downstairs and y/n knew the toy wasn't there but she hoped that it would miraculously turn up.

with no luck, y/n bounced the toddler in her arms desprately tying to soothe the toddler but it would not work. the only thing that would stop the cries was the lion.

"lion!" her daughter cried.

"i know lia, i know" y/n tried but it was no use. pierre walked though the front door and immediately regretted doing so. the cries of his daughter echoed though the whole house.

"what's wrong?" pierre asked walking into the living room. y/n immediately regretted letting the toy out her sight. pierre looked exhausted. he hadn't been sleeping very well recently with a possible move away from the security of redbull on the table. that plus the long days at work had clearly caught up with him.

"papa,lion!" lia cried to her dad and the look on pierres face was almost begging y/n.

tell me you have not lost that lion.

the look she gave him back made pierre sigh heavily. "y/n!" he groaned annoyed collapsing onto the sofa. they knew the devastation that would be caused by losing their daughters beloved lion and had both decided that it would never be left out of sight.

"lion" lia sniffed too sad to call out for her favourite thing in the world.

"oh baby" y/n held her daughter close sitting on the sofa.

"papa" lia sniffed reaching for dad. pierre took her into his arms even though he had a thumping headache and a crying toddler was the last thing he needed.

"i'm sorry lia" pierre stroked the girls head as she cried silently into his shirt. "where have you been?" pierre asked y/n.

"everywhere" she sighed. "we went food shopping, to micks, my parents" she told her partner. he put his daughter onto the sofa who was still crying but too exhausted to do anything but sit and cry.

"okay" pierre stood up grabbing his car keys. "i'm going to find that lion" he stated.

"the shop closes in 30 minutes" y/n told him implying that he wouldn't make it.

"lia needs her lion and i'm a f1 driver, she's getting her lion" he confirmed. regardless of how tired he was. lion was his daughters everything and she was his everything. "i'll call your brother in the car" he told her leaving as quickly as he arrived.

"lion" lia looked at her mama desprately unable to think of anything else.

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"pierre everything okay?" mick asked though the car speakers sounding tired himself.

"no, your sisters driving me insane." he stated. y/n and pierre had been together five years. they were happy of course and very much in love. however the birth of their daughter turned them into a married couple. they weren't, wouldn't be for a while. they just didn't want to get married yet.

"how come?" mick asked.

"lion's gone missing" pierre broke and mick hissed.

"i don't remember lion being out at mine but my parents maybe?" mick sugested.

"i'm gonna check the shop first, lia can't even go to the bathroom without lion, she must've started the day with it" pierre concluded. "do you mind dropping your mom a call for me?" he asked.

"yeah of course don't worry, ask charles where he got it from if you have to get a new one" mick sugested.

"smart" pierre nodded.

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no lion. the shop worker looked at pierre apologetically. he was in sweats and his alpha tauri t-shirt. the bags under his eyes were very prominent and his skin was dull. both the shop worker and pierre knew sleep wasn't an option for him tonight. "good luck" they smiled apologetically.

returning to y/n and lia the cries were still leaving lia but they were quieter. the girl was going to cry herself to sleep.

"lia i'm sorry" y/n told her daughter who let out a sigh seeing her dad return empty handed.

"mama! why!?" lia looked at her mum her heart breaking. her daughter was angry at her.

"lia, i said i was sorry" she looked at pierre taken aback by her.

"lia, it was a mistake she didn't mean too" pierre sat next to y/n and his daughter huffed. "do you want to try sleep?" he asked her. she looked so tired. it was bang on 11, five hours past bedtime.

"not without lion" she shook her head.

the doorbell rang. odd.

"i'll get it" y/n got of the sofa opening it to see her brother. "mick?" she asked.

"i have a delivery for lia gasly" mick said loud enough for the girl to hear. showing y/n the lion.

"thank you" she told him exhaustedly her twin simply smiling at her.

"what it is!?" lia called from the living room.

"i was talking to your oma and she said that you'd left someone very special with opa" mick nodded. "i had to go and get them straight away because they were really missing you lia" mick showed her the lion making it wave.

"lion!" lia exclaimed and pierre let out the breath he'd been holding.

"danke uncle mick!" she jumped off the sofa launching into micks arm. "danke, danke! papa, mama! uncle mick brought back lion" she showed her parents squeezing the lion tightly.

"you and lion have had a long day, shall we get you to bed lia?" y/n asked.

"can papa do it?" she asked.

"i think papas a little tired"

"of course i can"

"it's fine" pierre smiled at his girlfriend scooping his daughter into his arms.

"danke mick" y/n smiled at her brother.

"reckon i've dethroned charles?" he asked his twin with a smirk on his face.

"oh definitely. he's gonna be pissed" she nodded with a chuckle.

charles was infact pissed.

~fin~

daddy!pierre for my comeback, of course.

The Three times Gina nearly catches you. And the time you come clean

Pairing: Mick Schumacher x Reader

Request: hi, hope all is well with you!! I would like to ask Mick Schumacher in which the reader is Gina’s best friend are in a relationship but are scared to tell the family and they ended up in a lot of weird and funny situations trying Pretend they are nothing to each other. 

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「︎ george russell x redbulldriver!reader 」︎

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↪︎ summary: george’s first win at the belgian gp (feat. you).

↪︎ warnings: belgian gp 2021, george being an energetic and fluffy baby, williams!george, the rain at spa.

↪︎ type: blurb - fluff.

↪︎ w/c: 0.8k

↪︎ a/n: fic look familiar? this is a repost from my deleted account! i edited the fic a little for it to look better. hope you guys like it!

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its been a little while since the last time i posted here, i want to get back into writing but i’d like to start by easy/kinda short fic so feel free to send your ideas!!

i’d love to write for lewis, checo, fabio quartararo and marc marquez the most 🫶🏻

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