ೃ༄ there's nothing normal about a teenage girl who voluntarily puts herself in the air in themed uniforms. but there's also nothing normal about getting added to a group chat at three in the morning. ❝ that first night we were standing at your door, fumbling for your keys then i kissed you, asked me if i wanna come inside, cause we didn't wanna end the night, then you took my hand and i followed you. ❞ arvid lindblad x fem oc by; germqine.

Love thy neighbor... oscar piastri x fem!oc 2025 f1 season

She's a Redbull Racing engineer. He's a McLaren driver. Two teams, one rivalry. Two people, one crashing wave of undeniable tension.

𝗦𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 | ❝Lost but I'm able to point you out from them.❞ - in which Oscar Piastri finds fake dating an Olympian a little too real BOOK TWO 1st in Formula One (FINISHED 7.10.2025-9.01.2026)

"I'm good," he said. "This is nice. I'm not used to it." "Used to what?" "This, people, being included in things that aren't work." Her eyes softened. "That sounds lonely." "It was." He paused. "It is. Sometimes." She didn't say anything, just held his gaze, and Oscar felt seen in a way that was terrifying and comforting all at once. "Well," she said finally, "you're included now. So get used to it." "Yeah?" "Yeah."

Two people raised by legacy and pressure, mistaking each other for the enemy, until they realize they're the only ones who truly understand it. The Ferrari name was never just a surname. It was an inheritance, a responsibility, and at times, a burden to Isabella. Max had been raised by pressure, shaped by a father who believed greatness required fear. Max Verstappen x Ferrari OC "It's not about the car. It's never about the car. It's about the man brave enough to push it beyond reason." - Piero Ferrari "Change so things can stay the same." - Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard

When Lexie Brooks finally lands her dream job as a PR Manager in Formula 1, she's thrown straight into the deep end-assigned to none other than Max Verstappen, the sport's most intense and unpredictable driver. Managing his image was supposed to be a professional challenge. She didn't expect him to be funny, frustratingly attractive, and-at times-impossibly kind. This isn't the fairytale she imagined-but maybe it's something better. A slow-burn, rivals-to-something-more romance set against the high-stakes, high-speed world of Formula 1.

A Max Verstappen Fanfiction When a sudden storm strands Formula 1 world champion Max Verstappen in the Belgian countryside, he seeks shelter in a quiet bed-and-breakfast run by a single mother, Elara Delaine, and her six-year-old son, Leo. What starts as an inconvenient delay turns into something Max never expected, peace. As the rain pours for days, he finds himself fixing squeaky doors, reading bedtime stories, and slowly blending into a world far removed from podiums and pressure. But when the skies clear and the engines call him back, Max must decide whether he's ready to keep racing through life... or finally stop long enough to stay. Sometimes, it's not the storm that changes you-it's who you find in the rain.

Camille Leclerc is known as Charles Leclerc's sister-but that's never been her world. She runs an art museum in Milan. She plays the piano late into the night. And she's perfectly content staying far from the chaos of Formula 1. But during one weekend in Monaco, she meets Jannik Sinner-a quiet tennis star with more to him than headlines suggest. They don't have much in common. Except for the way they both prefer the quiet over the noise. And somehow, they keep ending up in the same quiet corners. (COMPLETED)