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Can I Get a Kiss? - LN

Summary: Lando always wants a kiss and he's not afraid to ask for it. Man is unapologetically WHIPPED.

PSA, Lando's outfit and specifically these photos make me sweat a little.

Lando would never say he's needy. Never.

Y/n would absolutely say Lando is needy. But that is definitely not a bad thing in her eyes.

"Wait, wait pause." Lando demands hearing the front door in his apartment open and close. "Baby! Is that you?"

"Oh for god sake." Max groans dropping back in his seat since he knows exactly what's about to happen.

"Yeah, it's me. Is everything ok?" Y/n smiles making him look at her for a moment before pulling his headphones off.

"Can I have a kiss?" He asks earning a small laugh from her before she leans over and kisses him softly, though one kiss apparently isn't enough and she's pulled into another kiss from the driver before sighing and settling down.

"Can I play for a bit?"

"Yeah, Max thinks you're better than me anyway." Lando jokes, though that's not even a lie.

Y/n ends up helping the boys on the mission all while feeling Lando hug her and continue to kiss her shoulder as his eyes watch her on the game and sometimes just watch her.

But eventually the game is over and she leaves Lando to play without her interference.

"Kiss, baby. Kiss." He reminds her almost as if he's lecturing her to remember that there is never a moment wrong to give him a kiss. Even if she's trying to leave him to stream.

-

"Ah ah ah! Y/n! Kiss." Lando exclaims seeing her walk into the garage since she was requested by Lando and Jon was sent to get her.

"You brought me in the garage for that?" Y/n laughs before looking at Zak who is in there and watching the young couple.

"I gave him my blessing because I'm sick of him pouting." Zak states with a shrug almost looking defeated but also not seeming all that bothered.

"So needy." Y/n jokes knowing while Lando denies it and she accepts it, Lando hates being called needy.

"Baby...Kiss." Lando grumbles, not whining but almost sounding annoyed she's been there for this long and he's not got to kiss her.

Deciding to be extra, she jumped up around his waist and catches him in a kiss that is movie ending worthy. Though admittedly she doesn't expect Ted Notebook to appear since it's ahead of qualifying.

Lando hoists her up onto the side counter which is a little higher than where she'd been sitting on his waist. His thumbs rubbing at her thighs as she sits there.

"Kiss." He murmurs earning a grin before she leans in kissing him again.

Later they see the footage everywhere and the McLaren PR team tell them both to reign it in with the PDA. But Lando has no intentions of doing that and y/n just nods along to keep the peace, though she knows that if Lando isn't listening then her promises will only be broken.

-

Padel is easily becoming the second choice of sport among the F1 drivers. Max, Charles, Alex, Carlos, George and Lando all play padel and even have matches.

Y/n doesn't involve herself in any form of sports than means going up against Lando. Purely because seeing the competitive nature in her boyfriend is one of the best things in her life and usually the adrenaline means she has a good time shortly afterwards wherever they can find a private spot. She'd rather be the involved in the part after.

But she does like watching. So she sits watching the match which is between Max and George vs Lando and Alex.

Seeing four drivers play against each other is honestly unusually. They play against each other when they get the chance but having only drivers playing against each other in teams, that's not so common.

During a short break to rehydrate, Lando moves to y/n who is guarding his stuff. He grins moving to her.

"Good luck kiss please?" Lando states after chugging a good half of his bottle of water.

"Yes." Y/n smiles hardly getting a chance to think before he's closed the space and his lips are pressed on hers. His hand moving under her chin to hold her in the kiss for a bit.

"We are all in relationships. No need to rub it in that you're the only one with a girlfriend who was free to be on hand whenever you want a kiss." George calls out making y/n smile and pull away, which in turn earns George the nastiest look he's ever got from Lando in the years of their friendship.

Not that it stops him from turning and stealing another kiss from her, much to her entertainment.

"Alright, thank you." Y/n laughs gently pushing him back.

"Any time." Lando smirks as he does stand up and look at the other boys who are now in a conversation. "I love you."

"I love you too, even if you can't go 0.5 seconds without needing a kiss."

"I'm not sorry for it." Lando shrugs then moving back. "Alright boys, let's get this finished. I'm bored of Alex and I winning all the time."

Obviously too cocky for what the real results of the matches are but it earns some laughs and they all move to get back into the match.

-

A bad qualifying is a burn to the ego and confidence, no kiss mends it but it helped him feel better just to have y/n there and be able to kiss her. A bad race, that's frustrating and while he stopped to get a kiss after the race while he changed to go to media and then before the debrief. Not that he's in any mood to discuss the diabolical weekend he's had.

He'd quite like to get on his flight home and not think about it.

"Kiss. Kiss. Kiss." Lando mumbles as he makes a b-line for y/n and catches her waist as she reaches and cups his face, kissing him several short times before allowing for a much longer and heavier kiss. "I want to go home."

They have a weekend without a race so going back to Monaco is on the agenda and Lando had already made sure the flight was due to take off as soon as they could get out of there. He even cut the debrief shorter than Andrea really wanted because he told them that he needed to leave for his flight.

So they're out of there quickly, with a few goodbyes and making sure their luggage has been sent ahead of them to the airport before they get on the private jet and fly back to Monaco.

Y/n ends up falling asleep cuddled up to Lando since it's not a short flight and he knows she's been trying to adjust to the time zone change with little success.

Lando is drawing shapes on her back, feeling her breath hitting his neck since her face was nuzzled into his neck but she's shifted slightly in her sleep so she's not quite so tightly against him.

Y/n has a history of mumbling in her sleep, especially when she's in a slightly lighter sleep and her subconscious seems unsure if she's awake or not.

"Kiss." Now Lando can't stop his small smile of amusement over hearing her mumble. He asks (and demands) for kisses all the time, but y/n never had to because he initiates it so often that she hasn't got a chance to want them before he's beat her to it. He does get his phone out wanting to capture if she speaks again and as if she sense him wanting to keep the sweet moment on camera forever. "Baby, kiss."

He feels her shift and he moves enough to catch her face scrunching up in upset. She shifts again before her eyes flutter open and he sees the anger behind them flashing before he kisses her and she melts into it as if she woke up purely to get a kiss.

"Sorry, baby. God back to sleep." Lando whispers feeling his mood much improved from just the past few moments.

"Ok. Kiss." She mumbles clearly still half asleep but he kisses her again on her demand before she decides that she got what she wanted and returns to being tightly pressed against him and hiding her face in his neck while he finally stops recording the moment.

[3k] too many shots and a bet leads to a very interesting night out. it's just a shame neither of them can remember it and the whole world is discovering the details alongside with them.

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RING! RING!

The first thing you were painfully aware of was the annoying shrill of your phone echoing from some distant corner of the room. 

RING! RING!

The second thing was the fact you had forgotten to close the blinds last night, meaning the blinding rays of the Nevada sun were doing their best job in dragging you out of your comforting slumber like irritating parasites. 

RING! RING!

And the third thing was that whoever was trying to call you was seemingly very insistent to get in contact with you, if the three calls in a row (that you were so far aware of) were anything to go by.

RING! RING!

“Oh my god,” you groaned as you pulled the edges of the pillow over your ears, hoping it would muffle the ringing shrills. But when the phone continued to ring and the noise only seemed to get louder, you were forced to throw your hand out and blindly try to grasp the cursed device in hopes of making the noise stop. 

Your fingers wrapped around the buzzing phone, your eyes still firmly kept shut as you kept tapping the screen until the ringing stopped before you brought it to your ear. “You better have a good fucking reason for calling me.”

“I hope you are doing something you enjoy.”

You frowned, your brain taking a few moments to process the voice coming through. “Arthur?” 

“Like, I hope you are fulfilling your lifelong wish right now.” 

“What the fuck are you on about?” You grumbled, exhaustion hitting your body just as badly as the rays of sunlight shining through the open blinds were. “It’s too early for your riddles.”

“I am just saying that I think you should be doing something you love before Charles kills you.” 

You let out a non-committing hum. “And why would he kill me?” 

“Many reasons but I think getting married in Vegas last night is easily the top of the list right now.”

Your eyes shot open when you heard the words leave Arthur’s mouth. It felt like ice had doused your entire body as you quickly sat up in the hotel bed, now painfully aware of the pounding headache that only tequila could give you. 

“WHAT?”

“Congrats, by the way. I do pity the poor guy you locked up though.” 

Now painfully aware of the situation, your eyes grabbing onto any detail that would hopefully prove your brother wrong. Unfortunately, all you seemed to find was evidence that he was telling the truth if the white dress, the horribly large costume jewelry ring on your finger and the abandoned veil with ‘NEW BRIDE’ on the floor were anything to go by. 

“Oh my fucking god,” you breathed out, feeling though as you were going to empty your stomach’s contents any moment now. “How do you know? Why didn’t you stop me?!” 

“I wasn’t with you! I just opened Twitter and found pictures of my sister outside a wedding chapel and all over some random guy!”

“I married a stranger,” you hissed out, your lips parting in shock. Tequila made you do many questionable things, but even this was bad for you. 

“He’s your husband, it’s a bit offensive to call him a stranger.”

“Arthur, I swear to god—” You cut yourself off as your eyes fell on the large lump in the bed next to you. It took you an embarrassingly long time to realise it was another human. It took you even longer to tear your eyes away from the cheap suit he was wearing before you looked up at his face. “Oh my fucking god.”

“What?”

“Charles is going to kill me,” you breathed out, your heart pounding like it was lodged in your throat. 

“Yes, we established that when I called you—”

“Charles is going to kill me when he finds out I married Max,” you continued, lost in your own daze that you barely acknowledge your spluttering brother on the other side of the phone.

“YOU MARRIED MAX VERSTAPPEN?!” 

Unfortunately for Arthur’s sake, you quickly hung up the phone. You could barely process the fact the Dutch driver was currently passed out on the bed next to you, let alone doing so with your brother screeching in your ear the whole time. The phone was abandoned on the bed as you stared at the Dutchman, your brain working on overdrive as you tried to work out what to do next. 

So, you did what any reasonable person would do and shoved him off the bed. 

“OW!” 

You froze for a moment before you crawled over to the other side of the bed, peaking over the edge and down at Max who was currently groaning on the floor from his impromptu wake up call. 

“What the fuck was that about?” He grumbled, blinking a few times before he realised who was hovering over him. “What the fuck are you doing in my hotel room?” 

“This is actually my hotel room,” you replied. 

“Oh,” he muttered. “Then, what the fuck am I doing in your hotel room?”

“Well, it’s what a married couple do,” you commented. 

Max’s brows furrowed together. “What?”

You lifted your left hand, the ring now on display and you could practically see the cogs turning in his head before the realisation hit him. “Do you think this counts as our honeymoon?” 

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” 

...

...

“How did this happen?” 

“Tequila,” you muttered with your nose scrunched in disgust as you watched the Dutchman begin to pace the hotel room. If you cared enough, you would be concerned about him wearing down the carpet. Though as of the current moment, your priorities were currently elsewhere. 

Max turned to look down at the certificate he had found stranded beside your veil on the floor, your names and signatures clearly printed on the piece of paper—which took out the small piece of hope that this was just some elaborate prank set up by Arthur.

“How did we get that drunk though?” Max questioned, his brows furrowed together. If he wasn’t so confused, he would be more embarrassed at the fact he clearly couldn’t handle his alcohol as well as he once could. 

“Well, it’s your fault,” you commented casually, which had the boy whirling around to face you. 

“How is this my fault?” Max scoffed.

“You made the bet!” 

Max’s frown deepened. “What bet?”

“At the hotel bar,” you stated like it was a basic fact he should have remembered. “When I bumped into you—”

“We bumped into each other,” Max chided. 

“—you were the one to suggest shots,” you pointed out.

Max gave you a look. “How is that a bet?” 

“Because you said I couldn’t outdrink you. I said you would be a sore loser. And then you bought us ten shots each.” 

He blinked. “Huh.” 

“I’m pretty sure it was also your idea to go to another bar afterwards when we got kicked out the hotel bar,” you said in a sing-song voice.

Max scoffed. “Absolutely not. You were the one that said only losers go to bed after one bar.” 

You shrugged. “I stand by it.”

Max let out a laugh, a little breathless like he was trying to hide it. He shook his head, glancing down at the certificate one more time before shrugging. “It’s not really that bad, to be honest. A bit embarrassing, but what people don’t know won’t hurt them.”

Your expression turned sheepish. “About that…”

“Who knows?” He asked in a blunt voice. 

“Well, Arthur knows,” you started. 

“That’s not that bad,” Max scoffed, his shoulders relaxing. “Wait. Charles doesn’t know, does he?”

“Not yet,” you said before quickly continuing. “But he probably will because the paparazzi caught us last night and now the pictures are all over the internet.” 

Max blinked. “AND YOU DIDN’T THINK TO START WITH THAT?” 

“You’re grumpy when you wake up!” You defended, watching as the boy rolled his eyes at you.

“The whole world thinks we are married!” Max countered before sputtering out a laugh. “Well, we are married. Or we aren’t. I’m still not totally sure but I don’t need your brother chopping off my balls over it!”

“He wouldn’t!”

Max shot you a look.

“Okay, he would,” you grimaced before giving him a shaky smile. “But he doesn’t know yet so we should be in the clear—”

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

...

...

“Okay, I have good news and bad news.” 

Max looked at you expectantly. “And?” 

“Bad news: Charles now knows,” you said with a shaky smile. “Good news: he doesn’t know it’s you!” 

Max pressed his fingers into his temples, trying to rub soothing circles. “Fucking hell.” 

“But also bad news: he is coming here right now as we speak so we should probably—” You started, fully set on grabbing what you needed and hiding out somewhere else in the hotel until Charles calmed down. However, your plans were put on hold when you heard a groan from the bathroom. 

“CAN YOU BOTH PLEASE SHUT UP?”

Your gaze caught Max’s as you stared at each other, both with expressions mixed between confusion and surprise. A few seconds passed before you were both clambering off the bed, heading towards the bathroom where you threw the door open and scrambled to turn on the light before you both froze in the doorway at the sight in front of you.

“Now that was unnecessary.” 

You gaped at the sight of Yuki curled up in the bathtub, dressed in a similar looking suit to the one Max was wearing along with what you were certain was the shower curtain placed over him like a blanket. He had a pillow behind his head and sunglasses over his eyes, and for all intents and purposes, he looked fairly comfortable. 

“Oh my god,” you breathed out. “I married two drivers last night?!”

“I hope you at least married me before Yuki,” Max grumbled, only to let out a small wince when you elbowed him. “God, you’re a difficult wife.” 

“Kinda going through something,” you snapped back before your eyes moved back to the Japanese driver. “I can’t believe I married you and Yuki.”

The driver in the tub let out a scoff mixed with a laugh. “Please, you didn’t marry me. You’re not my type.”

You blinked, unsure whether or not you should have been offended by his comment. 

“The ring on your finger says otherwise, mate,” Max commented, the ring a matching one with the one that was currently on your left hand.

“I married someone but not you,” Yuki said as he waved you off, nuzzling his face back into the pillow. “And our wedding was much classier than yours.”

“I—” You frowned. “You remember?” 

“Yeah, you said you wanted witnesses,” Yuki grumbled, bringing the shower curtain up until it was tucked under his chin. “You also dragged Lando out so he would take your photos.” 

Max gaped. “Lando was there? Lando knows?!” 

“Yes, now can you please go bother him?” Yuki muttered under his breath. “And turn the lights off as you leave. Only wake me up when you order food.” 

...

...

“Don’t make me an accomplice in your crimes.” 

“Shut up and let us in.” 

You weren’t surprised to find that Lando and Logan were already in the room, both with looks of amusement on their faces as they watched you and Max wander in—still dressed in your wedding clothes from the night before. 

You wanted to slap the smug looks off their face. 

“Is it really a good idea to hide here?” Max asked as he took a seat on the edge of the bed, feeling as though the headache pounding through his head had nothing to do with the alcohol he consumed last night and more to do with the mess you both had created.

“It buys us time,” you insisted. 

“On the chance that Arthur doesn’t rat you out,” Logan added. 

“You told Arthur where I was?” Your eyes widened before you turned to look at Oscar. “Do you want me dead?” 

“You know, something about the way you’re wording that makes me feel like it’s a trick question,” Oscar commented with a suspicious look on his face.

“Oh my god, I’m going to die today,” you muttered under your breath, shaking your head. 

“It’s kinda romantic that you guys will die together,” Lando chimed in as he grinned between you and Max. 

“If I survive today, I’m going to run you over,” Max threatened with a strained smile on his lips.

Lando snorted, shrugging. “Yeah but the chances of that happening are low so…”

“Your brother doesn’t even know my room number,” Oscar pointed out. “It will take him ages to convince the desk to give it to him or even hunt—” 

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

“This is what English teachers meant when they taught us poetic irony,” Lando laughed, all giddy and happy.

“Like you paid attention,” you grumbled, eyes narrowing on the boy before you turned back to the door. “Don’t answer it.” 

Oscar’s eyes widened. “I can’t not answer it.” 

“Yes, you can,” you said bluntly. “Just don't open the door.”

“He knows we are in here,” he hissed. 

“We don’t know that for sure.” 

“OPEN UP! I CAN HEAR YOU! SOMEONE OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR TO GOD—” 

“Even more reason not to open the door,” you said, pressing your lips together to hide the wince that you wanted to let out as Charles thumped on the door again. 

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Max grumbled as he quickly stood up, ignoring your pleas to just pretend your brother didn’t exist. He reached the door, yanked it open and braced himself for the wrath of an angry Charles Leclerc.

Much to his surprise, the Monegasque barged straight past him and headed straight for Oscar instead. 

“You!” Charles gritted out through clenched teeth as he reached to grab Oscar’s collar, firsting the material in his hands. “What do you have to say to yourself?” 

Oscar’s eyes widened as Charles backed him into a wall. “What?!” 

“Marrying my sister in Vegas? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Charles continued. 

It didn’t take long for Lando to descend into a fit of giggles, practically on the floor if it weren’t for the fact Logan was keeping him on the bed. Somewhere still standing by the door, Arthur stood with an amused look on his face that only grew wider when he saw your confused and shocked expression too. 

“I didn’t marry your sister!” Oscar said to him, trying to push the boy away but he was latched on tightly. “I was literally in bed by nine!”

“Loser,” Logan grumbled under his breath.

Charles faltered, his eyebrows furrowing together. “What?”

“I wasn’t the guy to marry your sister,” Oscar repeated, finally managing to pull Charles’ hands off him. “I don’t think there is enough alcohol in the world for me to do that.”

“First Yuki and now him,” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

“If you didn’t marry her, then who did?” Charles questioned. 

It was almost comical how quickly everyone turned to look at Max, who was still standing by the door and looked like he was contemplating just dashing out the room.

“You,” Charles muttered out, his eyes narrowing on the Dutchman. 

“In my defence,” Max started as he gave the boy a smile, though it didn’t seem as confident as he was hoping it would be. “I didn’t know I married her either.”

“I am right here,” you huffed. “Jesus Christ.” 

“I am going to—” 

“Nothing. You’re going to do nothing,” you jumped in, taking a step so you were blocking his line of vision of Max. “It’s just a…phoney, fake marriage. It’s not that big of a deal, Charles. People will forget by next weekend anyways.”

“Uh,” Logan cleared his throat. “It’s actually very legal all over the US and in some other places—”

“Shut up, Logan.”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Charles narrowed his eyes on you. “You’re not allowed to marry him.”

“I already did,” you pointed out with a sheepish expression. 

“I don’t care.” 

“Charles,” you stepped towards him, though the boy still looked like he was contemplating parading into the paddock with Max’s head on a stick. “Charlie, please. Don’t do something stupid because you’re annoyed.” 

“I want to cut his dick off,” Charles told you.

“I know.”

“And you can no longer have alcohol unsupervised.”

“That’s a tad dramatic.” 

“And no consummating the marriage.”

“That would be difficult to do if you cut off his dick anyways.”

“Can we stop talking about my dick?” Max chimed in with his hands locked in front of him, almost protectively.

Charles sighed. “But I promise I won’t kill either of you. Today.” 

You grinned as you reached towards your brother, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pulled him into a hug. “Thank you.”

“You should tell Maman before she finds out through the internet,” he murmured, pausing for a moment before continuing. “Maybe shower first. You stink of tequila.”

“That would be kinda hard to do considering Yuki is currently asleep in my bathtub,” you commented. 

Charles opened his mouth to reply but just shook his head. “I’m not even gonna ask.”

“Good, because I don’t have answers,” you murmured with your lips turned down. “And he’s really snappy when you try to get them from him.” 

Charles snorted. 

“So, that’s it?” Lando suddenly spoke up from behind you both. “God, that was not worth getting out of bed for. I expected more drama.”

“I’m still pissed at you,” you told the Brit, who just grinned. 

“I’ll send you the photos later, don’t you worry,” he said like he didn’t just hear the words that left your mouth. “Maybe one of them will inspire angry Charles again.”

“Please don’t,” Max grumbled. 

“It won’t be necessary because we are finding a divorce lawyer,” Charles stated simply, pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head before he began making his way to the door, nodding for Arthur to follow him. “Both of you get dressed. We are leaving in an hour.”

Both you and Max gaped at the boy, but he didn’t notice. 

“And someone take one for the team and wake up Yuki. I vote Lando.” 

Lando frowned. “Woah, wait a second–”

“ONE HOUR PEOPLE!!”

...

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DAYLIGHT

lando norris x fem!oc

summary:Adaezela Samu and Lando Norris have called each other their best friends for as long as they can both remember, until one of them decides to deal with the raising tension between them.

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danielricciardo tell mama cathy that she has to bring some food to the paddock soon!

⤷adaezelasamu mama says shes gonna bake some cookies for you and lewis

⤷lewishamilton 🥰🥰🥰

⤷landonorris im still her favourite

carlossainz55 not fair why do they get free food and i dont

⤷adaezelasamu youre a menace to society but ok

⤷user5 LMFAOOOOOO 😭😭😭

charles_leclerc Bon appétit!

adaezelasamu liked this reply!

landonorris orange is better btw

⤷adaezelasamu yeah?

⤷landonorris yupppp

if you want to help palestine and Gaza, please do this everyday.

this way, you will help everyone in palestine, with food, hygiene products, shelters and more.

you don't have to donate anything, you just have to click this and share it.

don't be ignorant and don't ignore how devastating this is to the whole world and help those people to survive.

https://arab.org/click-to-help/palestine/

more links that aim to educate people on what is actually going on and links to help:

https://twitter.com/thatcooolartist/status/1715090851817198022?t=W8mKPfIT--KWTmhehGvgKQ&s=19

please don't remain silent. not now, not ever.

if you want to help palestine and Gaza, please do this everyday.

this way, you will help everyone in palestine, with food, hygiene products, shelters and more.

you don't have to donate anything, you just have to click this and share it.

don't be ignorant and don't ignore how devastating this is to the whole world and help those people to survive.

https://arab.org/click-to-help/palestine/

more links that aim to educate people on what is actually going on and links to help:

https://twitter.com/thatcooolartist/status/1715090851817198022?t=W8mKPfIT--KWTmhehGvgKQ&s=19

feel free to add more links if you have any, pr any confirmed sources.

please don't remain silent. not now, not ever.

DAYLIGHT

lando norris x fem!oc

part 1 ,

summary: Adaezela Samu and Lando Norris have called each other their best friends for as long as they can both remember, until one of them decides to deal with the raising tension between them.

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some childhood pics for you guys since you were curious

landonorris baby us looked so good wow, makes you wonder why you ended up looking how you do now

⤷adaezelasamu im literally going to block you YOU HATER

carmenmmundt BABY ADA WAS SO CUTE OMG 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

⤷lilymhe I WANT TO SQUEEZE HER CHEEKS SO MUCH

⤷adaezelasamu my wives ❤️❤️

user1 OMG THEY WERE SO CUTE

user2 little lando and little adaezela wow 🥺🥺

lilymhe she looks incredible🥰, and...hes there 🤢

⤷landonorris BLAH BLAH BLAH

⤷alex_albon guys i already told you to stop fighting

user3 imagine being best friends since childhood with lando norris

⤷adaezelasamu at this point ill give him away for free who wants him

⤷landonorris for free? ☹️

⤷adaezelasamu alright, for five pounds who wants him

⤷landonorris better

⤷user3 WTF OMG HI ILL TAKE HIM

francisca.cgomes my girl 😍😍

⤷adaezelasamu kika ❤️❤️

landonorris shes my best friend (as the photos prove) but ok guys keep trying to steal her

⤷user4 jealous lando as always making a come back

danielricciardo childhood pics but its actually how we still see little lando

⤷landonorris dude im a man

⤷maxverstappen1 😂😂

⤷user5 LMFAO MAX PLSSSS

user6 when will they realize they have to get married tho

⤷user7 never because they are that

dumb 🥰🥰🥰

Advice: don't tag X reader if it's not X reader. You can get reported for spam!

ops, i didn't even notice. thank you !

this is so cute

I SAW MOMMY KISSING SANTA CLAUS

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Warnings: nothing just fluff, use of Y/n + fem!R, use of petnames, husband/dad!Charles content, i chose the names of the children because yes, also Aurora is the same kid from this story (it's not a part 2, i just wanted to keep the name because i really like it^^).

Translated english + french because they're not my first languages so feel free to correct me.

///

"Aurora, darling, it's time to go to sleep"

"Non maman (no), i'm too excited, i can't go to sleep!"

A loud sigh escaped your lips, but you couldn't help but smile at the sight of your daughter bouncing around on her bed, agitated. The reason? Well because it was Christmas Eve and your daughter couldn't wait for Santa Claus to arrive at your house to leave presents under your tree.

"Aren't you tired?" you tried to ask, looking at her while placing your hands on your hips.

Aurora shook her head frantically with a smile.

"No no~"

"Not even a little?" you continued to ask her, but she gave you the same answer.

Unlike Aurora, however, little Louis, her younger brother and your second-born, was calmly standing next to you, while he hugged your leg and stared at his sister who was jumping from one side of the bed to the other, full of energy.

It was then that someone else entered the room, speaking behind you.

"Sweetheart, Santa Claus doesn't come to the homes of children who are awake, you know that right?"

Aurora stopped and you and she both turned to look at Charles, who was standing behind you.

"Really?" she asked, her eyes widening and you nodded, letting her know that Charles was right.

You saw her flop onto the mattress, sitting on top of the covers and bouncing a few times.

"But-But i HAVE to see him! I want to see Santa and tell him thank you for all the presents he brings me" she said.

You giggled and went to sit next to her, gently stroking her head. Louis followed you like a puppy dog and as soon as you sat down he raised his arms towards you, wanting to be picked up. He was a mama's boy, everyone knew that and you didn't mind at all. If Charles could boast that he was Aurora's "favorite parent", then you could proudly say that you were Louis' favorite.

"You don't need to say thank you, darling, because he knows that you and Louis baked cookies especially for him. Santa already knows that all the children in the world are happy with the gifts he brings them"

When she heard about the cookies, Aurora raised her head to narrow her eyes at Charles, standing in front of you.

"Daddy, you didn't eat the biscuits, did you?" she asked him in a suspicious tone, making you smile in amusement.

Charles had been teasing Aurora and Louis all day by telling them that he would have ate all the cookies that she and Louis had baked for Santa Claus to leave in the kitchen.

“No honey, your cookies are all safe and sound… For now…” Charles murmured with a smirk, glancing at you.

"Papa! They're for Santa Claus!" Aurora retorted, clenching her fists.

"But if Santa doesn't eat them all, that means i get to eat them, right?" Charles asked, but the little girl shook her head.

“No, only mommy can eat them” Louis interjected in his little voice, hugging you and Aurora nodded.

Charles widened his eyes, feeling betrayed by his entire family.

"And not me??" he asked aloud, putting a hand to his chest. "You're breaking my heart, children! Oh no! You don't love me anymore, i'm about to die!"

Charles knelt on the ground, acting as if he had been seriously wounded in the heart and both you and your kids laughed.

"Que quelqu'un m'aide! Mes enfants n'aiment que leur mère, ce n'est pas juste! (Someone help me! My children only love their mother, it's not fair!)"

Aurora got out of bed and ran towards Charles, lunging towards him and throwing herself on top of his body. Charles blew with his lips, feeling the weight of his daughter on his belly and a few seconds later Louis joined them too.

"Dad you can't die, you weren't really hurt!" Aurora giggled, looking down at him.

"Yes, you hurt me a lot, right here" replied Charles, putting a hand to his chest. "And you know what i need to feel better? Your amazing cookies"

Both Aurora and Louis looked at him even more suspiciously than before and Charles looked at them with sweet eyes.

"I only need one~ I swear i won't touch the others" he said to convince them.

After a few seconds Aurora nodded slowly.

"Okay, but ONLY one! You have to promise!" she said.

Charles nodded.

"I promise, chérie"

Aurora held out her pinkie so they could make an official promise and Louis did the same.

"Bien. Mais maintenant, il est vraiment temps d'aller au lit, petits monstres. (Good. But now it's really time for bed, you little monsters)" Charles then said.

Aurora snorted, but seeing Charles' look she understood that the fun time was really over, so you saw her get up and get back on her bed, but this time she got under the covers. You helped her tuck her in, while in the meantime Charles took Louis' hand, leading him to his bedroom to put him to bed. Then you would take turns.

"My darling" you said, looking into her eyes. "Santa Claus won't come to our house if he sees that you're awake. So sleep, so time will pass faster and when you wake up it will be Christmas, okay?"

She nodded, slightly sad that she couldn't see Santa, but smiled at you anyway.

"Okay mommy. 'Night"

"Goodnight"

You leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead and then left her room, heading towards Louis' room, next to hers. Just before you entered, you saw Charles wish Louis goodnight, before giving him a kiss on the forehead and then he left too, flashing you a smile before going to Aurora.

“Maman” Louis murmured when he saw you come in.

You smiled at him, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Oui, mon petit prince? (Yes, my little prince?)"

Louis looked at you with his big, bright eyes, but tired after the day he had had.

"Can you make sure daddy doesn't eat all the cookies?" he asked and you giggled, stroking his hair.

"Sure Louis. I'll make sure dad only eats one cookie, like he promised."

"But... But you can eat one too, if you want" he continued and you smiled tenderly.

"Thank you love, but you made them for Santa Claus, so i'll leave them to him. The next time you make cookies we'll eat them together, okay?"

Louis nodded happily and turned on his side, ready to go to sleep.

"Bonne nuit maman (Goodnight mommy)"

"Good night sweetheart"

You leaned down to kiss his cheek and then walked out of his room, turning off the light just before closing the door.

You and Charles met in the hallway and as soon as he was in front of you, he placed his hands on your hips, pulling you against his body.

"So..." he whispered with a smirk. "We still have some time before Santa Claus arrives. How about we do something, my love?"

"Mhh i don't know, handsome" you smiled back at him, stroking the hair on his neck. "What were you thinking about?"

"I have a couple of ideas" Charles replied, raising his eyebrows.

“We can't make too much noise Charles, the kids need to sleep” you said and Charles shrugged.

"That's up to you, chérie"

You bit your bottom lip, but then grabbed his hand, walking backwards and dragging him towards your bedroom, then locking the door.

///

"Lou! Lou! Réveilles toi Louis! (Wake up!)"

Louis was forced to open his eyes when he felt his arm being shaken and saw his older sister's face appear before his eyes.

“W-What is it?”

Aurora looked at him with a toothy smile.

"I heard some noises coming from downstairs. I think Santa Claus has arrived!"

Louis' eyes widened.

"R-Really? Is it really him??"

"I don't know, but i want to go and see. Come with me, come on!"

Aurora dragged her brother off the bed, heading towards the stairs.

“R-Ro, wait” Louis stopped in his tracks and she looked at him. "We can't get caught. If Santa sees that we are awake he won't leave us the presents. And-And then mommy and daddy will be angry"

But Aurora shook her head.

"We'll stay on the stairs so he won't see us, okay? And mom and dad won't know. But if you're scared you can go back to sleep, i'm going"

Aurora didn't even give him time to respond before she left her brother's room. Louis thought for a few seconds, but then he gathered courage and followed his sister in a jog. He quickly glanced at their parents' bedroom door, which was closed. He could do it, it was just to have a look. Nothing bad would have happened, right?

So he glued himself to Aurora's back and the two went down a couple of steps, as silently as possible, but stopped in their tracks when they heard voices coming from the floor below.

"These biscuits are really good"

Aurora and Louis looked at each other with wide eyes and smiled. Then she put her index finger to her mouth, signaling her brother to remain silent, and then continued down the stairs, being careful not to make any noise with their feet.

The two children hid behind the wall, then popped out their little heads and saw who was in the kitchen. They wanted to scream with joy, but they managed to contain themselves. It was really him, Santa Claus was in their house and was eating the biscuits they had made for him.

"I helped make them too, you know?" then a familiar voice intervened and the two children were surprised to see their mother join Santa Claus in the kitchen.

Santa Claus turned to look at her and Aurora and Louis could see him better. He was dressed just as their parents described him, but he was just a little thinner. And they didn't see the sack full of presents, but that was probably because he left it on the sleigh.

"Oh yes i know, Santa knows everything" he said, moving closer to her.

When they saw him tighten his arms around their mother's body, Aurora and Louis opened their eyes and mouths again, but this time not with happiness.

“Then you should also know that i am already happily married, Mr. Claus” Y/n retorted, resting her hands on his chest.

"Just a little innocent kiss, my dear. Your husband won't know anything..." Santa murmured, smiling from under his beard. “Unless you want to end up on the naughty kids list”

Aurora covered her mouth with her hand, while Louis clutched his sister's shirt in his hands when they saw Santa Claus kiss their mother on the lips, the same way their father did.

No, that was too much, they thought that Santa Claus was good, not that he forced their mommy to kiss him without their daddy knowing.

Louis backed away and quickly went back up the stairs, going to lock himself in his room, sad. He didn't want their parents to break up because of Santa Claus.

Aurora, on the other hand, was angry with Santa Claus and decided that she would never want to deal with him again! Santa Claus no longer had to interfere in his family.

Meanwhile, back downstairs, you and Charles hadn't even noticed the presence of your children, too busy with your little play.

“Mhh, wait-” you murmured, pulling away for a few seconds after the two of you kissed. "Sorry honey, but first i think it's best to take this off"

With one hand you pulled the fake beard off his face, happy to be able to see him as "young" as before and you smiled.

"That's better"

Charles smirked and brought his face closer so he could give another kiss, a kiss that tasted like freshly baked cookies.

///

The next morning, when you woke up, you were surprised that your children hadn't already run into your room to call you to open the presents.

“Charles…” you murmured, turning to him.

You saw him move his eyelids and then open his eyes, as he pulled you closer to his body with the strength of his arm.

“Good morning, sweetheart” he murmured with a smile which you returned. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mh, 'morning. I slept very well, my love. How about you?"

“I always sleep well when you're in bed with me” he replied, stroking your hair, but then a look of confusion painted his face. "The kids?"

"That's what i was wondering too. Shall we go wake them up?"

"They will probably arrive soon, let's stay here for another five minutes" he mumbled with a smile, closing his eyes and nuzzling his nose against your cheek "I want to cuddle you a bit"

Even though you were slightly worried about your children, you could never refuse a proposal like that from him.

“Just for five minutes,” you replied, leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder and hug him.

"Yes ma'am"

But five full minutes did not pass. After a couple of minutes of cuddling, someone knocked on your bedroom door and Charles invited them in.

Aurora stepped out from behind the door, with Louis behind her, holding her hand.

"Maman, papa, can we ask you something?" She asked, making your eyebrows furrow.

They didn't seem happy at all and hadn't even said good morning.

“Sure, darling” you replied, sitting up and patting the mattress with one hand, inviting them to join you.

The two children walked over to your bed and climbed onto it, sitting down in front of you.

“Mommy…” Louis looked at you, clutching his hands. "Do you love daddy?"

You and Charles exchanged a surprised look, but then you smiled.

"Of course i love daddy. Why do you ask?"

"But do you really love him? I mean, really really?" Louis continued and you giggled, nodding.

"Yes, love. I really really love him"

"And you will never leave each other, right?" Aurora then asked, alternating her gaze from you to Charles. “You wouldn't leave daddy for Santa, would you?”

At those words your heart sank, fearing for the worst.

"My darlings, daddy and i love each other so much. I would never leave him" you said and to demonstrate the truth in your words, you reached out a hand towards Charles', intertwining your fingers. "Not even for Santa Claus or any other person in the world. Why these questions?"

Louis lowered his head, while Aurora crossed her arms.

"Because Santa Claus is in love with you, mommy. And that's not good"

At those words you almost wanted to laugh, but you managed to stop yourself, seeing the seriousness of your children. You turned to look at Charles and saw him smiling in amusement.

"Oh yeah? Is Santa Claus in love with mommy? And how do you know that, sweetheart?" Charles asked.

“Because we saw it!” Aurora exclaimed and you and Charles widened your eyes.

You subconsciously squeezed Charles' hand nervously. Oh shit, had they discovered you?

"Last night Santa Claus came to our house and ate the cookies! But then he wanted to give mommy a kiss and mommy said she was already married to you. But he said if she didn't give him a kiss, he would put her on the naughty list! That's not fair!"

Oh God.

"A-And then he gave her a kiss!" Louis then continued, looking at you with shining eyes. "Santa gave mommy a kiss when daddy wasn't there! He was bad!"

A couple of tears fell from Louis' eyes and you and Charles felt your hearts swell with tenderness.

“Oh Lou…” you murmured, releasing Charles’ hand so you could invite your son to hug you. "Come here sweetie, it's okay. Don't worry"

Louis hugged you tightly and you patted his head, glancing at Charles, and that's when he intervened.

"Ok petits monstres, écoutez-moi attentivement. (Okay little monsters, listen to me carefully)" Charles began softly, looking at the two children. "Santa Claus was wrong to steal a kiss from mommy in secret, we don't do these things. But i can assure you that mommy and i will never leave each other, no matter how many other people want kisses from her. And we will never leave you two. Mh?"

Louis nodded and sniffed and Aurora did the same. Charles gave them a reassuring smile and held out both pinkies, one each.

“I promise” he said.

You copied your husband, holding up both your pinkies.

"I promise you too, my loves"

The two children smiled heartily and intertwined their little fingers with yours and then you and Charles kissed them on their cheeks.

"But... But then what did you and Santa do, maman?" Aurora asked looking at you. "After he gave you a kiss he left, didn't he?"

Looking at her you understood how she was less and less happy with the presence of Santa Claus in her home, she was a completely different little girl compared to the one you had put to sleep the night before.

“Well after Santa stole a kiss from me, papa came to save me and chased him away” you replied with a smile, glancing at Charles, who felt himself blushing slightly under your gaze.

"Really?!" the two children asked and Charles nodded.

"Of course. Nobody kisses mommy but me" he replied in a mock resolute tone.

"And me!" Aurora exclaimed immediately afterwards, raising her arm.

"And me too!" Louis continued, copying his sister.

“My heroes” you giggled tenderly, looking at all three of them. "No one else deserves my kisses besides you, you're all right. Come here"

Aurora crawled towards you, so she could receive a kiss on the forehead and you gave the same to Louis. Then you turned to Charles, who already had his cheek turned to you, with his cute dimple showing. You kissed his cheek, then you placed a hand under his chin and made him turn towards you, so you could give him a small kiss on the lips.

Aurora made a noise of disgust, but in reality both she and her little brother were more than happy to know that Santa Claus had not ruined their family.

"Good. Now who wants to open their presents?" Charles asked, clapping his hands once and the two little ones let out excited squeals.

So you all got out of bed and walked towards the stairs, Louis in your arms and Aurora holding Charles' hand.

“Papa” she said, lifting her head to look at him.

"Oui, chérie? (Yes?)"

"Next Christmas i don't want Santa Claus coming anymore" she muttered with a small pout.

"Are you sure Aurora?" you asked her. "What if he doesn't bring you presents anymore?"

But she shook her head.

"I don't care. I just don't want him to take you away, maman"

"Aww"

“That means i get to eat his cookies” Charles said, turning to look at you with a smirk.

As if he hadn't devoured all of them the night before.

“Yes daddy, you'll must eat them all” Louis interjected nodding frantically, wrapping his arms around your neck protectively. "So he learns not to kiss mommy anymore"

And both you and Charles laughed again, going down with your children to the living room to unwrap the presents that had been left under the tree all night.

///

DAYLIGHT

part 1 , part 2

lando norris x fem!oc

( yes, its gonna be a series and yes, i guess this is my comeback on tumblr)

summary: Adaezela Samu and Lando Norris have called each other their best friends for as long as they can both remember, until one of them decides to deal with the raising tension between them.

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crazy girl broke in and stole food from f1 driver Lando Norris, please send help

adaezelasamu at least shes not martha level of crazy, you should be grateful

⤷landonorris im very much happy with this crazy girl

alex_albon weird, it also happened to me but the crazy girl was different 🤔

⤷landonorris then it must be a common thing, better lock the doors guys

⤷lilymhe ahahaha you are so funny

⤷adaezelasamu come here wifey, I'll defend us both 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻

⤷lilymhe my hero 💗💖💘💓💕💖💓

lilymhe wow send her my address i want her to break in my house too

⤷adaezelasamu OMW

⤷landonorris lily stop stealing MY best friend 😐😐

user1 its the way alex was talking about lily, his gf, and lando just went "it happens to all of us ig 🙂" as if adaezela was his gf lmaoo

user2 SHE LOOKS SO GOOD HOW

user3 she has such pretty smile omg 🥹

carlossainz55 what did you cook ada

⤷adaezelasamu some appetizers and then a pasta cacio and pepe, of course everything was great as usual

⤷carlossainz55 you will have to prepare us something one day

⤷landonorris nope she only cooks for me and herself actually 😁😁

⤷adaezelasamu not true, stop lying 😁😁😁

⤷landonorris you just broke my heart 😁😁😁😁

⤷adaezelasamu i dont care 😁😁😁😁😁

⤷carlossainz55 you two are so dumb i swear

georgerussell63 carmen says hi!

⤷adaezelasamu tell her i say that I miss her!!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞

⤷landonorris why are you all so affectionate with my ady 😕😕

⤷georgerussell63 jealous much?

⤷landonorris yes she was my best friend first

⤷adaezelasamu lando, there is plenty of me to share between carmen, lily and you

⤷landonorris no comment

user4 shes very pretty, how long have then been together?

⤷user5 never, they are TECHNICALLY childhood best friends but everyone can see they basically in love with each others

⤷user4 oh

user6 the way lando is jealous of how much attention the others are giving to her lmfao 😭😭

⤷user7 its the way he's always saying MY best friend, MY ady , man is whipped

user8 lando could you please win the next grand prix? thank you 🧡🧡🧡🧡

user9 i missed seeing adaezela

more...

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somebody tell this man to let me go home PLEASE

landonorris NOOOO

landonorris LET ME BOTHER YOU FOREVERRRR

user1 oh to be adaezela, complaining about lando norris wanting to be with you 24/7

⤷user2 FR like pass him to me if you dont want him 😭😭

user3 mama y papa

landonorris she doesn't want to leave anymore 🤪🤪

⤷adaezelasamu you literally gaslighted me because you were sCaReD or wtv

⤷landonorris YOU DONT KNOW WHAT SHE COULD DO

⤷adaezelasamu POLICE OFFICERS ARE LITERALLY OUTSIDE OF MY HOUSE TO PREVENT HER FROM DOING WEIRD SHIT??

⤷landonorris yeah but what if 😕

⤷adaezelasamu there you go, making me feel bad again

⤷landonorris 😕😕😕😕😕😕😕

⤷adaezelasamu FINE ill sleep here

⤷user4 honestly what the fuck is fuck is happening?? like police officers outside of Adaezela'a house? lando being scared for her??

lilymhe babe call me plsss🙂

⤷adaezelasamu yes ma'am 🫡

user5 what kind of life are these two living like wtf 😭😭

carlossainz55 what is happening

⤷landonorris ill call you carlos dw

⤷user6 so not even lily or carlos knows what's going on??

charles_leclerc how is he even sleeping there

⤷landonorris talent

⤷adaezelasamu hes just weird charles dont ask questions

⤷user7 PLSSSS ADAEZELA 😭😭

user8 couple goals honestly

⤷user9 exactly, i want what these bitches have 😭

user10 what is happening??? I hope both of them are ok cause wtf

⤷adaezelasamu guys dont worry, both me and lando are fine! we just had an encounter with a crazy fan

🗣️ "Of course we need to be gladiators, but when it comes to the heat, there's only so much the body can take."

Drivers boiling alive inside of a cockpit is not and shouldn’t ever be a benchmark on how “tough” they are as people. Once again, he is right.

And what if I cried

And what if I cried

LANDO AND CARLOS // sunday, singapore gp 2023

FUCK OFF 😭😭😭

💀

”The AI's nice to me.. He's my mate” 😅

Oh honey.. It's not even suppose to be you! 😂❤️

max and charles are so weird about each other lately😭 it's so funny like why would charles have that widget on his phone and max always bringing up the inchident... Be normal you guys pls

i mean my lestappen heart 😩

me and max are just the same

charles leclerc lives in our heads rent free

peekaboo! | via

Panda attack

(via)

max complimenting charles’ special suit🤍

The Max vs George drama is so funny to me because they just need to take a chill pill

Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

Max Verstappen & Charles Leclerc | post-qualifying | 2023 Azerbaijan Grand Prix 🎥: F1TV

still can’t believe they set exactly identical laps