They were never meant to be anything but enemies. Oscar Piastri is a ghost in a burning world-cold, calculated, and unforgiving. Lando Norris is the golden boy of justice, the last line of defense in a city crumbling from within. They don't share history. They don't share mercy. They only share destruction. Every fight leaves new scars. Every encounter takes a little more than it gives. And when a mission goes violently wrong, and the one person Oscar swore to protect is caught in the crossfire, everything fractures. Loyalties. Masks. Purpose. And maybe, just maybe... hatred isn't the only thing left between them. In the end, grief makes monsters of all of us.

You don't have to be queer to join :)) I'll post weekly riddles, book recs, and the occasional shoutout. Basically just another random online community :P

What happens when you have a Formula 1 world champion and a young rising driver fall in love? There is bound to be drama in the paddock, when curls, passion, pasta and love meet extreme horsepower of formula 1 racing cars. Can a couple bear the pressure of the racing world? Or will they fall to the media, negative comments and the pressure of wining races?

In which the first female driver and Kimi Antonelli face a rivalry much like Hamilton and Rosberg.

A formula 1 groupchat There will be some boyxboy ships in here I will try to update regularly

Guess who's back!! IT'S ME!! Welcome to the 2026 Groupchat and house!!!!!!! Warning: Don't take this too serious, DriverXDriver ships and swearing and DRAMA This book will mostly contain F1 F2 and retired F1 drivers!!

Driver x driver ⚠️this is all fictional⚠️

Nour just turned 18. New chapter, new freedom... and maybe one bad decision too many. After a slightly too wild night and a lot of peer pressure, she does the unthinkable, she sends a DM to rising Formula 1 star Arvid Lindblad. She doesn't expect a reply. She definitely doesn't expect him to see it. And she really doesn't expect what happens next. What starts as a joke between friends quickly spirals into something far more intense-late-night messages, blurred lines, and a presence that feels a little too... constant. Because sometimes, being noticed isn't a dream. Sometimes, it's the beginning of a nightmare.