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When you are buried under a mountain of problems and can’t seem to catch a break, it might feel like you need a complete reset. But did it really have to come with a one-way ticket to a new dimension? Surely, a couple therapy sessions would’ve done the trick.
Or, one day you go to sleep as a normal person and the next you wake up as a Formula One driver. You have never been a fan but isn't it like, one of the most exclusive sports?
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Being the only woman in F1 was hard enough. Being an omega made it worse. Y/n had the respect of every driver, and she refused to lose that. No one in F1 (besides the FIA) knew her secret—not her team (besides Christian), not the grid. If they did, she knew they’d see her differently.
So she hid it. Carefully. Constantly.
Because if the truth got out, her career could be over. Even the other drivers
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Formula 1 Drivers x Reader, but I use song lyrics for oneshots.
I’m also on Tumblr! <3
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♡ Fluff!
♪ Smut!
# Angst!
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you weren’t meant to matter this much to lewis. but somehow, between long calls, quiet coffees, and the way you never flinch under his gaze, something unspoken takes shape. he tells himself it’s harmless. that the line between you isn’t blurred, it’s just not there anymore. and maybe, that’s the problem.
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it was the first practice session and he had been unusually quiet, barely spoken a word to his race engineer. his jaw tight, eyes dark, the pressure of the season weighing heavy. and you, ever the sharp one, couldn’t resist.
“if you win,” you said from behind him, lips brushing against his ear. “i’ll let you fuck me.”
lewis froze. his chest tightened. body tensing, inhaling a sharp breath. but still he didn't react any further than just turning around, proximity too close than you would have liked. at least the public liked this.
and he was staring at you. arms crossed. steady. intense. the kind of look that made your stomach twist.
“do you know what you're saying?” he asked in a sharp whisper. like you had lost your mind.
you only smirked.
“see you at the checkered flag, old man.” you said before turning, swaying your hips.
lewis clenched his jaw. this girl did not think before she spoke. not at all. but he thought of seeing you…. cocky self, flawless, untouchable, falter even once under him was tempting. the idea warmed him from the inside out, gave him something to hold onto.
(english is not my first language)
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爱对你来说是个好轻易的词啊。
你路过一条狗、给一点恩惠。你没想让这条狗因此对你感恩戴德结草衔环，是这条狗恬不知耻地赖在你腿上求你再给多一点。
你大发慈悲地告诉她你的名字。这个名字成了狗一辈子也跨不过去的一条最长的河。Series
- Part 1 of 都是因为你
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you and lewis have sex for the first time during the most unexpected circumstances
(english is not my first language)
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after a date, you invited lewis over for a house tour. (spoiler alert: it's not really about the house). inspired by the song house tour by sabrina carpenter.
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I had captured moments with two of the greatest drivers in the world, each photo a testament to my admiration for them. In a way, it felt like I had a piece of their world, a reminder of the thrill and excitement they brought into my life.
I knew I was torn between two incredible personalities, but in that moment, I felt content. I didn’t need to choose; I could appreciate both Max and Lewis for who they were, each bringing their own unique spark to the sport I loved.
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We kept our triangle secret the way you keep a well-loved book on a shelf nobody ever dusts: cherished, private, sometimes thumbed through in the middle of the night.
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Their names turn into soft, bright things: Max. Lewis.
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Formula one requests! send one in ! <3
Cross posted on tumblr, same username !
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The new rookie’s fast. Too fast.
She appeared out of nowhere — a shadow streaking across the grid, silent, untouchable.
The world expected her to fail.
A pretty face in the wrong paddock they said.They didn’t expect the first female F1 driver to race wheel-to-wheel with Lewis Hamilton — or to remind him what it means to drive like it’s life or death.
But when a journalist digs too deep and an old name resurfaces, the truth explodes across the grid: she’s Senna’s daughter — and she’s about to rewrite history.
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They were both constellations I could navigate by — different shapes, same sky.
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Nothing Will Change Until People Make Changes Themselves by Anonymous
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
23 Aug 2025
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The day someone chose to stand with me rather than gloss over the story was the day the sport realised it needed to be better than its worst elements.
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Time made him more handsome.
- Language:
- English
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- 565
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 9
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- 232
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“The car just isn't performing like it should.”
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- Chapters:
- 1/1
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- 2
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- 157
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Lewis takes up too much space in my mind so here :)
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- Part 10 of explicit works
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“I want something that's just as quirky and unexpected as we are.”
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- Chapters:
- 1/1
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“you can't just walk around like that and expect me to not—”
halfway into his crawl over you, the towel slips.
you almost stopped breathing.
lewis is bare. every inch of him on display, bathing under the golden light of the nightstand. damp skin, defined muscle, the steady rise and fall of his chest. unapologetically naked, utterly yours.
it is almost unintentional, the way the towel unfurls and pools against the sheets as his body lowers, heat and weight pressing you deeper into the mattress.
“expect you to what, darlin?” he is close enough now that you could see the tiny droplets still caught in the fine strands of his hair.
your lips part, but no words come out. only the smallest sound that resembles a whimper.
“say it.” he urges, mouth curving against your jaw.
you swallow hard, fingers twitching against the sheets before you reach up, grazing his ribs. his muscles tense subtly under your touch.
“expect me not to want you.”
(english is not my first language)