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i am VERY obsessed with top gun try and stop me mfs

✨Icemav Supremacy✨

© INEVESGF'S⠀⠀MASTERLIST⠀⠀

key:⠀⠀fluff ♡⠀⠀angst ♤⠀⠀18+ ♢⠀⠀humor ♧⠀⠀blurbs ★

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daniel ricciardo ⋆·˚ ༘ *

aphrodisiacs ♢

summary: one joke leads to another and before the two can stop themselves, daniel and his friend take aphrodisiacs that ruin their friendship.

full moon ♤

summary: after daniel had been disappearing in the middle of the night for years during your relationship, you head back to the house one night only to be met with him turning into a vicious werewolf.

"it's getting late" ★ ♤ ♡

summary: with your workload keeping you up late into the hours of the night, daniel tries to convince you to take a much needed break.

lando norris ⋆·˚ ༘ *

jealousy, jealousy ♤

summary: when lando realizes you're sleeping with a driver, he gets jealous and confronts you with the idea of wanting more.

therapy ♢

summary: when lando is stressed out, he proposes something that will help cleanse his frustration and tension.

under the lights ♢

summary: catching lando norris' eye at a halloween party isn't the best of attention you could ensnare, especially when you're masking your not-so-innocent personality with white wings and a halo.

charles leclerc ⋆·˚ ༘ *

good luck charm ♡ ♢

summary: with both of you being busy, you have the chance to surprise charles before his race in monza and bring him some good luck on the track.

accidental interactions ♡

summary: in which you can't stop running into the boy who spilled coffee all over you.

bite me ♢

summary: the vampiric nature of charles slips into the depths of intimacy as he lets his desires lead the way, treating you to a night of pleasure.

oscar piastri ⋆·˚ ༘ *

“come here, idiot” ♡ ★

summary: oscar comes to realize how wonderful of a chef his girlfriend is and wants to join in on the fun, though he can't bake to save his life.

logan sargeant ⋆·˚ ༘ *

“no-one’ll hurt you” ♡ ★ ♤

summary: after having a bad dream that wakes you up in the middle of the night, logan is there to comfort you back to sleep.

lance stroll ⋆·˚ ༘ *

“it’s so cold” ♡ ★

summary: despite lance's knowledge that you weren't the best at ice skating, he thought taking you to the rink would be a wonderful idea for a date.

various grid members ⋆·˚ ༘ *

bruised 「 text au 」 ♢ ♧

summary: you tell your f1 boyfriend that they bruised your cervix.

accidents 「 text au 」 ♢ ♧

part one / part two

summary: you accidentally send your nudes to your driver friend, ft. toto wolff.

friends with benefits 「 text au 」 ♢ ♧

summary: texts with drivers if you two were friends with benefits.

jealousy 「 text au 」 ♢ ♧

summary: when your friend with benefits driver gets jealous.

good boy 「 text au 」 ♧ ♢

summary: calling drivers 'good boy' to see their reaction.

dating 「 head canons 」 ♡

summary: what it's like dating some of the drivers.

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I'm totally so feral about them.

🎥: McLaren (Instagram)

I’m totally so normal about them.

THE LAST PICTURE IM CRYING AKJSHAJKSJAS

what driving a redbull does to a mfs

milf (myself i’d like to forgive) and dilf (despair i’d like to forget)

same smug brat energy

screaming, crying, throwing up (IT SHOULD BE ME)

silver sparks and red flags - charles leclerc. ♡

--- The champagne had barely dried on his race suit when you found him.

He was still buzzing, electricity running through his skin like the roar of the engines hadn’t quite left him. Charles had taken P3 — not a win, but it meant something. The race had been chaos, and he’d fought for every corner like his life depended on it. When you saw him slip away from the crowd behind the garages, you followed without thinking.

“Charles,” you said, breathless, your smile aching in your cheeks. He turned to you, the fire in his eyes softening. “Mon amour.”

You barely had time to say anything else. He reached for you like gravity pulled him, cupping your face with hands still smelling like oil and speed, and kissed you — hard. Desperate. Like he needed the feel of your lips to make the podium real.

The kiss lasted seconds. Maybe less. But it was everything. A victory, a promise, a secret.

Or so you thought.

You didn’t see the photographer until the next day. The picture was already everywhere before you even got out of bed — Charles in his race suit, lips pressed to yours, hands tangled in your hair, your eyes closed and full of trust.

The internet exploded. And your stomach sank.

You were pacing his hotel room floor when he walked in, phone in hand. “So,” he said, calm like the eye of a storm. “We’re famous now.”

You looked up, heart in your throat. “Charles, this could ruin everything.”

He raised an eyebrow, tossing the phone onto the bed. “Ruin what? The relationship we’ve been pretending isn’t real?”

“Don’t,” you said, voice tight.

But he was already crossing the room, closing the space between you. “I’m not ashamed of you. I never was. If the world knows, let it. Let them know I love you.”

Your breath caught.

You didn’t say it often — neither of you did. The words were too heavy, too vulnerable, especially under the weight of the spotlight. But now, with the light burning brighter than ever, he offered them freely.

“I’m scared,” you whispered. “Not of being with you. Just… of the hate. The comments. What they’ll say.”

Charles nodded, forehead pressing to yours. “Then let them talk. I’ll be too busy kissing you to care.”

You smiled despite the storm in your chest, tears pricking your eyes. “You’re infuriating, you know that?”

“Oui,” he murmured, his smile crooked, his hands already sliding to your waist. “But I’m yours.”

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masterlist

guess i need one of these now lol

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how did it end? - lando norris

busy - lando norris

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