When a Dutch girl accidentaly get added to a groupchat she first thinks it are just some random boys but she decided to stay in the group since it's pretty much fun, but after a while there is this one guy draws her attention.

"You're dead to me, Charles," she gasped. "You promised, Mar!" he yelled after her. She came to a halt. Without a second glance, she replied, "And I've kept mine for way too long." -------- Margot has loved Charles since they were kids hitting the karting tracks and dreaming of futures bigger than their small heads could fathom. But when Charles became a driver in Formula 1, soaring through the ranks while people whispered his name in awe, the boy who once held her hand and promised forever disappeared into a world of speed, fame, and shallow affections-leaving Margot and her heart behind. To him, she is a memory of the past he can remember or discard at will. To her, he's the ache she can't forget and the betrayal she can't forgive. But when a single drunk dial and an everlasting heartbreak bring their lives crashing back together, Margot must decide whether the boy she loved still lives inside the man who broke her, and if her love is worth rebuilding from the shards he left behind. ❗content warning: strong language, mature scenes, death, panic attacks [FINISHED] ⚠️ This is a work of fiction! I do not hold any rights regarding Formula One, Charles Leclerc as a real-existing person or any of the other real-existing people. The events of the book are fully made-up. However, I do hold rights over the plot and fictional characters especially of Margot Pelletier and do NOT allow any reuse of the idea or my own characters! 🗣️ [ENG] 📌 [Charles Leclerc × OC best friend] © All rights reserved - hiddenwritingcorner, 2024 written by: Terry

Lando Norris thought ending it would fix the problem. Instead, it made everything worse. What started as something reckless and physical between him and Oscar Piastri has become impossible to contain. Because the real danger was never sex. It was what came after - the wanting, the silence, the way neither of them can seem to pull away without making it hurt more. Now they're trapped in the same garages, the same media rooms, the same race weekends, forced to stand beside each other and pretend none of it means anything. Oscar is trying to protect what's left of himself by keeping his distance. Lando is trying to call it caution, even while he keeps proving it's anything but. But Formula 1 doesn't leave room for clean breaks, and the closer the title fight gets, the harder it becomes to separate rivalry from ruin. Because some lines are easy to cross. The impossible part is living with what comes after.

In Formula 1, everything is measured in tenths. Wins. Losses. Mistakes. The space between holding on and losing control. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri know exactly how thin that margin is. On track, they are teammates, rivals, and the two strongest weapons McLaren has in a title fight that demands everything from them. Off track, they are something far more dangerous: unfinished, unspoken, and already too deep in something neither of them knows how to survive cleanly. What begins as reckless chemistry becomes impossible to contain once it starts meaning more than either of them wants to admit. Because wanting is one thing. Letting it change you is another. And in a sport built on control, precision, and public image, there is no room for the kind of feelings that throw everything off balance. But distance doesn't fix it. Winning doesn't drown it out. And every race weekend forces them back into the same rooms, the same silences, the same impossible choice between protecting themselves and giving in. Because when everything is measured in tenths, it doesn't take much to ruin a life. Or fall in love.

It's the profound tragedy of Lando's life, he thinks, to realise he's in love with his teammate - just as Oscar Piastri makes a habit of standing one step higher on the podium, forcing Lando to crane his neck to look at him. Oscar hates watching the light fade from Lando's eyes with every victory he takes from him. He accepted the inconvenient truth long ago: he loves Lando. But he loves winning more.

❝ Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling. There's a pause, stretching suspiciously long. A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again. "Sorry," OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. "Thought someone was at the door."❞ Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.

꒰ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ꒱ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... ꒱ ↷🖇 Devon Sousa learns to balance redemption and recovery with the help of Oscar Piastri ❪ 18+ ❫ ❪ oscar piastri x fem!oc ❫ ❪ ©-violetttdays 2026 ❫

What happens after the cars are crashed? TW // Trauma, Depression, Panic Attacks, Drugs, Addiction, Death

Every ten years, the storm comes. And when the waves strike the cliffs of Cassis, the old lighthouse awakens. In 2010, Ciel Laurent leaves pieces of her heart inside its guest book, quiet confessions inked between grief and hope. In 2025, Lando Norris finds her words, written fifteen years before, but alive as if meant only for him. Separated by time, yet pulled together by something neither can name, they begin a dialogue that bends reality itself. But the sea keeps its secrets, and the lighthouse will only keep them connected for so long... Lando Norris X Female OC

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ lia choi is added into a gc filled with f1 drivers by mistake motionlessexe - 2025 [social media au] [during the 2025 race season]