"Are you going to jump off the bridge now or not?" "Are you going to stop me if I said yes?" "Of course not," "Then, what would you do?" "Probably count you off," "Wow," "Do you want me to count?" "No," "Why not?" "Because I'm not going to jump off the flippin' bridge!" *** Joshua Goldmann was seemingly the perfect boy of the perfect small town, Willowcreeks. Even so, he found himself on the edge of an abandoned bridge on one fateful night. It was supposed to be the end, not the beginning

These are diffrent short Fanfictions about diffrent drivers in various combinations. Fanfictions, Instagram story, F1 house ... i will write what comes to my mind and see where it goes. Will aslo inclued other drivers like Sebastian Vettel oder Kimi. as well as Driverxdriver storys. (Carloando, Simi, Lestappen,...) But i do love an unexpected pairing so I'll keep it exicitng off what comes next. Anything you want to read, or have some ideas, let me know. I will continue them randomly, depending on my ADHD ;)

It all started with a bet that was made by a very drunk Lando, who was apparently not kidding at all... One reckless night. One stupid game. One dare Oscar refuses to take. Lando's pride takes the hit - and by the time the party burns out, the bet is already sealed. Lando Norris bets he can make Oscar Piastri to 'like' him. Oscar only agrees to calm (drunk) him down. He doesn't expect Lando to remember it. He definitely doesn't expect him to mean it. But the next morning comes with a bouquet of roses, relentless charm, and a promise Lando is determined to win - one gesture at a time. It was supposed to be harmless. It wasn't. ; ) - Book 2 - (Can be read as a standalone) Prequel: Is This Love? - Book 1 - Rustappen Sequel: Better Wingman - Book 3 - Charlos

𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 → ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅﹌₊ ⊹ 𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝 「 ✦ © ꜰᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱɪᴄᴋꜰɪᴄꜱ ✦ 」 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... } →⛓️‍💥 i write some oneshots about some silly little people who drive fast cars in uniquely shaped circles for a living [ REQUESTS OPEN! ] ❪ driver x driver ❫ ❪ driver x fem!oc ❫ ❪ dec 2024 - present ❫ ❪ © -creaminurdad 2024 ❫

I love F1, I love the science behind it, I love the drivers and I Love the ships...so why not make stories about them?🏎️🏎️ Driver X Driver🎀✨✨ Homophobic bitches stay out🤡 Requests are open if you want---also Motogp ones

Contains only Driver x Driver stories Open to accepting ideas and requests... This book contains - fluff, angst and sprinkles of smut (because I suck at writing them...) Warning - Slow updates and may not have the best English, but please kindly cooperate with this little fellow. (The 1st chapter of Landoscar has the meaning behind those emojis in the chapter names) ENJOY!!

Its got Maxiel, Carlando and a lot more driverxdriver interaction. Its got mini drivers, f1 stickers and memes. Its got bad jokes, who are for some reason funny.

RECUEILLE ONE SHOT F1 SHIP [ Piarles /Lestappen/Maxiel/Carlando/Yukierre/landoscar/sewis ] Tout d'abord j'aimerais mettre au clair quelques points ⚠️⬇️ - Cette histoire est une FANFICTION , rien n'est réel ou à pour but de l'être ! ( Kika si tu tombe sur ça sorry ... marie moi 🙏💍). - N'esitez pas à votez ou commentez , ça m'aide beaucoup !!( sinon 🫵🔫 ). - Resper dans le commentaire , pas de trucs méchant please on est pas en maternelle . - Desoler pour les fautes d'orthographes ( jsuis dyslexique et tout ce qui vas avec super !👍). Aussi , chaque musique que je mettrai en debut de chapitre seras à écouter en même temps de lire .

𝐀𝐧 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐖? 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟 ❝ Hope you're okay. I saw the photo from your first practice today. Miss you. Can we talk? ❞ ╰*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧╮ | lando norris x sacha fenestraz | | max fewtrell content too, ofc | | years 2017-2019 | | CW: (mild) spoilers for GLB! |

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.