"Lando," she said, "I forgive you. For everything. Just... don't carry more than you have to. You already lost enough." Lando shook his head, eyes burning. "I can't forgive myself." "You have to," she whispered. "At some point, you have to give yourself peace." He looked at her like she was a memory wearing skin. "How do I do that if you're not here?" Lando Norris x FemOc

"august slipped away into a moment of time" 💕💗🌸the one where lando norris and april summers had always had a flirty friendship ever since they started working together and they decided to explore new labels whilst on holiday in croatia... fem!oc

˚₊‧꒰ა . --- ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ --- ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... Arabella Madden accidentally stumbles into Formula 1, finds herself entangled with a boy who drives, smiles too much, and somehow makes her feel like home. 𝐎𝐑, 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... Lando Norris swears he's just friends with the girl who turns his world upside down, until the line between friendship and something more, and he can't exactly pinpoint what it is. ˚₊‧꒰ა . --- ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ --- ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ "This motherfucker replied and now I want to bite a fucking wall" "No joke" "The fuck are you talking about?" ˚₊‧꒰ა . --- ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ --- ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ friends to lovers Lando Norris x OC started: april 23 2025 finished: ˚₊‧꒰ა . --- ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ --- ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Highest ranking 1st - f1 (07/09-2025) 1st - lando-norris (02/12-2025) 1st - jennaortega (25/08-2025) 4th - ln4 1st - oscarpiastri (14/09-2025) 1st - fakedating (14/09-2025) 1st - f1fanfic (21/11-2025) ˚₊‧꒰ა . --- ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ --- ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

At 23, Tate McRae is on the rise-an unstoppable force in the music world with powerful vocals, raw lyrics, and a growing global fanbase. Once known as the longtime girlfriend of F1 star Lando Norris, their four-year relationship ended in heartbreak when he cheated on her in 2022. Since then, she's thrown herself into her career, surrounded by a loyal inner circle that includes pop sensation Sabrina Carpenter and her trusted makeup artist José. Just as Tate's music career begins to soar, she finds herself unexpectedly pulled back into the fast-paced world of Formula 1. Asked to create the official track for a new F1 movie, invitations to races and events begin to roll in-bringing her face-to-face with the past she thought she'd left behind. As the spotlight burns brighter and emotions resurface, Tate must navigate fame, forgiveness, and the one man who once broke her heart. A story about music, healing, and the high-speed collision of love and ambition.

You're my best friend, of course I love you. ━ Charles Leclerc x Fem!OC © KissLeclerc , May 2024

do you get deja vu when she's with you?

so don't you worry about people hanging around, they ain't breaking us down.

-Becca, tenemos que hablar -dijo apenas estuvo a unos pasos, con esa voz baja, dulce, la que solo usaba conmigo cuando quería que lo escuchara bien- tengo algo que contarte, quiero que tú seas la primera en saberlo. Sentí cómo la piel de mis brazos se tensaba, como cuando sabes que viene una tormenta y que no hay forma de refugiarte a tiempo, intenté sonreír, pero me salió una mueca tan triste que incluso él frunció el ceño por un segundo. -Dime, Charlie... ¿qué pasa? Tomó mis manos, las dos, como tantas veces antes, como cuando lo consolaba por perder una pole, como cuando celebramos su primer podio o como cuando lloró por Charlotte, sus manos eran cálidas, familiares, peligrosas. -Me casaré con ella, Becca -soltó de golpe, como si las palabras ya no supieran esperar- creo que la amo y quería pedirte que estés ahí... El mundo se me desmoronó tan fuerte que por un segundo pensé que me iba a desmayar, no he sido una mujer dramática nunca, pero sentí... dolor físico, real, punzante, como si algo dentro de mí se hubiese roto de manera irreversible. Creo que todos lo escucharon en el paddock, el sonido de mi corazón partiéndose en mil pedazos. Mis ojos se llenaron de lágrimas antes de que pudiera detenerlas, no, por favor, no aquí, no frente a él. Tragué saliva y asentí, obligándome a sostener su mirada. -Cla... claro, Charles, lo que sea por mi mejor amigo. Mi mejor amigo, qué espantoso sonaba eso en ese momento. Charles sonrió, satisfecho, feliz, ilusionado con un futuro que no me incluía, me abrazó fuerte, un abrazo cálido de esos que siempre me habían gustado, pero esta vez... esta vez dolió, dolió desear con todo lo que era ser yo la mujer que llegara al altar con él. Ojalá nunca me hubieras gustado, pensé mientras inhalaba su perfume.