Hello my stars! This is a masterlist for my works, inside and outside tumblr. I transferred accounts from @eishileclerc04 to here! That account will be inactive and I'll be moving here. But I decided not to delete the fics I made there but instead just link it here.
ANNOUNCEMENT (7.05.2026): Because of gettijg a job, My Request and New Works will be slow to update as I'm busy right now, I will slowly make them but it will take time during my limited free time, Hope you all understand!
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(Request is open for any F1 drivers and Marco Bezzecchi, Pepe Marti, can also do F2, F3, Indy, Motogp but I need to check them out before doing them so I actually know them. No smut cause I can't write smut to save my life.)
F1 Masterlist
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Platonic F1 x Reader / Retired Drivers
Red Bull Racing
Max Verstappen
Yuki Tsunoda
Mercedes
George Russell
Kimi Antonelli
Williams
Alexander Albon
Carlos Sainz
Ferrari
Charles Leclerc
Lewis Hamilton
McLaren
Oscar Piastri
Lando Norris
Aston Martin
Lance Stroll (Won't be making any works for him)
Fernando Alonso
Racing Bulls
Liam Lawson
Isack Hadjar
Arvid Linblad
Kick Sauber
Nico Hülkenberg
Gabriel Bortoleto
Haas
Esteban Ocon
Ollie Bearman
Alpine
Pierre Gasly
Franco Colapinto
Moto GP Masterlist
Aprilia
Marco Bezzecchi
AO3 - Zerobaseone (10), Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Tokyo Revengers Crossover (1), Formula 1 (9)
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summary: when danny is dropped, fans don’t expect him to reappear on verstappen racing ranch with yn verstappen
a/n: I’m creating a new shade of ‘hear me out’ called ‘suffer with me’ — And this category is less of a walk with me and understand and more of a holy god I need it now —> cowboy danny ric
Masterlist
verstappen_racing_ranch
🎵Dry Spell — Kacey Musgraves
liked by danny, landonorris, maxverstappen1, victoriaverstappen, and 3,721,822 others
verstappen_racing_ranch: Ain't nobody's boots under my bed, ain't nobody's truck up in my drive
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user1: DID YOU FINALLY DUMP THE LOSER???
user2: so you're saying you're single?
↳user3: she's 100% not talking to you
user4: girl finally!
user5: 🎊🎊🎊
maxverstappen1: finally
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: go away actually
↳maxverstappen1: no
↳maxverstappen1: and go change your ranch's name. Verstappen Racing is my race team's name
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: I've had it for longer! You change your name!
↳maxverstappen1: no! Mine makes more sense!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: that's what you think!
↳maxverstappen1: and 1 week doesn’t mean seniority!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: it does here!
landonorris: I've got a pair of boots!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: no
↳maxverstappen1: absolutely not
↳landonorris: yeah ok
↳user6: shut down
danny: oh?
↳yn: yeah 😉
rb
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f1: BREAKING: Daniel Ricciardo is leave RB effective immediately. Liam Lawson is set to replace Ricciardo for the remaining races of the year.
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user7: hey. hey. what the FUCK IS THIS??????
user8: I'm literally so distraught right now
↳user9: nobody talk to me
user10: my day is literally ruined
user11: FUCK
↳user12: big mood
↳user13: couldn't have said it better myself
yn: what???
user14: they're dropping Danny?!?
Privage Messages: Danny and YN
maxverstappen1
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tagged: verstappen_racing_ranch
maxverstappen1: winter break so far (change your name!)
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user15: oh the Verstappen's are together again! All is well
↳user16: close! Apparently Victoria is away with her husband — yn and max are watching the kids
↳user17: awwwwwwww aunt yn and uncle max to the win
verstappen_racing_ranch: I will not be doing that thank you
↳maxverstappen1: it's my name!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: I had it first!
↳maxverstappen1: you knew I was going to use it for my team!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: I didn't know jack shit because you never tell me anything!
↳maxverstappen1: I do too!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: he's living a secret life because he's ashamed of me
↳maxverstappen1: oh my god I am not. give it up — I tell you everything
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: yes I KNOW
↳maxverstappen1: pick a struggle
user18: …if it's just max and yn (adults) at the ranch who's the third person in that last picture?
↳user19: my heart of hearts says danny
↳user20: you don't know how desperately I need it to be danny
↳user21: SAME!
↳user22: BIG MOOD
Bluesky
user23: no but this!! Where on earth did he disappear too?!?
user24: I need some kind of signal he's alive — I'll take some smoke that spells out his name at this point
↳user25: that would be something to see…
↳user26: he just needs to give us SOMETHING
user27: I don't know how I don't know why I have literally no evidence but the vibes I sense but he's with the Verstappen's
↳user28: for my piece of mind I'm going to agree with your vibes which is not a sentence I ever thought I'd say
↳user27: seriously though! He loves Verstappen's and he loves the outdoors and he loves horses — the Verstappen ranch has all three
↳user29: this is now the truth for me
user30: HE POSTED. ALERT ALERT ALERT. DANIEL RICCIARDO POSTED SOMETHING ON INSTAGRAM
↳user31: running 🏃
↳user32: HES DATING SOMEONE!?!??
danielricciardo
liked by yn, maxverstappen1, landonorris, and 1,998,102 others
danielricciardo: life lately 💙
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user33: you're back!
↳user34: DANNY RICCIARDO!!!
user35: omg the beard is gonna kill me
↳user36: same
↳user37: joining the club
maxverstappen1: having fun?
↳danielricciardo: you know it!
↳user38: Maxiel my beloved
user39: 💙💙💙
user40: ummm sir who is that in the last picture!?!
↳user41: is this a soft launch?? I didn't know you knew how to do that…
↳user40: but who is it????? Danny Ric we need answers!
↳user19: and when I say yn Verstappen?
↳user40: …that makes a lot of sense actually
yn: that's the photo you go with?
↳danny: it's the best one of you I have!
↳yn: danny it's a picture of my ass
↳danny: …it's the best pg photo of you I have!
↳yn: Jesus Christ
Private Messages: Max and YN
verstappen_racing_ranch
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verstappen_racing_ranch: you know the saying right?
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user50: holy shit queen we definitely know the saying
↳user51: LIVING THE DREAM HONESTLY
maxverstappen1: why is this on my screen??
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: because you decided to follow the superior verstappen racing?
↳maxverstappen1: GIVE ME BACK MY NAME AND GET OFF THAT BOY!
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: nah
user52: I'm totally not jealous or anything. not at all. promise.
↳user53: fuck that I'm jealous as shit. GIVE ME YOUR LIFE QUEEN
landonorris: so I see you found some boots beneath your bed?
↳verstappen_racing_ranch: turn right around little Lando
↳landonorris: whatever you say
user54: you're teasing us at this point honestly
user55: DANNY LIKED DANNY LIKED!
↳user56: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DROP THE REST OF THE PHOTOS
↳user57: yn please we're begging here
yn
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tagged: maxverstappen1, victoriaverstappen
yn: time for dinner with the family
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user58: AHHHH YN's account is open!
↳user59: BREAKING NEWS YN MADE HER ACCOUNT PUBLIC
maxverstappen1: thanks for the invite but I'm never coming to your place again
↳yn: learn to knock then idiot
↳maxverstappen1: STOP MAKING FUN OF MY TRAUMA
user60: …did max just walk in on yn and her boyfriend?
↳yn: yeah he did 😂
↳user60: oh my god 🤣
↳maxverstappen1: I'm going to block both of you
user61: is anyone gonna talk about that last photo though? BECAUSE THAT IS DANNY RIC. I KNOW MY AUSTRALIANS THAT IS DEFINITELY HIM
↳user62: I want to call you crazy but holy shit that does look like him
↳user61: that is 100% him
victoriaverstappen: thanks for having us all over — it was nice having the entire family together
↳yn: anytime you want to come visit Victoria, you know we'll have you
↳user63: WHOS WE?
↳yn: wouldn't you like to know weather boy
danielricciardo
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tagged: yn
danielricciardo: caught myself a gorgeous cowgirl 🤠
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yn: no one else I’d rather be caught by liked by danielricciardo
user64: OH MY GOD THEYRE ENGAGED!
↳user65: IM SCREAMING OUT LOUD RIGHT NOW
↳user64: SO AM I
oscarpiastri: congrats!
↳yn: thanks Oscar
↳user66: and the nonchalant king strikes again
user67: I feel like we missed a step and yet were on an entire journey already
↳user68: mood
user69: this is everything I've ever wanted
user70: I want to know if yn saw the photos he used or if they were a surprise to her too…
↳user71: …good question actually
↳yn: oh we had to take some new photos for this post — they needed to be pg you know!
↳user72: holy shit queen pop off
↳user73: …anyway we can get the non pg photos???
↳yn: 🤣🤣
maxverstappen1: welcome to the family danny 💙
↳yn: oh my god again just say you're jealous
↳maxverstappen1: absolutely not
↳danielricciardo: while I'd usually say there's enough of me to go around…I'm entirely your sister's now
↳user74: that is unexpectedly sweet
user75: I just want to know how this relationship started honestly
↳yn: max kidnapped danny from Singapore and dropped him off on my doorstep
↳maxverstappen1: ok you're missing a lot of steps in the middle there
↳danielricciardo: best wingman ever!
↳maxverstappen1: let's not go to far with this
user76: so you saw Danny's big wet eyes and decided you wanted that then sent your world champion brother to collect him?
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regret’s note: another request! short and silly. i’ll be posting two more max smaus over the next week because i’m about to hit 300!!! followers. it’s so insane, you’re all amazing. enjoy!
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redbullracing as we bid a tearful goodbye to longtime redbull team member gianpiero lambiase, we also are giving a warm welcome to the new race engineer in garage 1, yn ln! yn spent the last two years working alongside GP and is the woman for the job.
gp.lambiase: it’s been a great run of years, but i know yn will do great things!
f1gossip a source from inside the paddock reported rumors that redbull race engineer, yn ln, is in talks with mclaren about a potential contract. this, after months of tension in the redbull garage, doesn’t surprise me.
user: yn literally bleeds redbull. no way she’d go papaya
user: okay seriously. what tf happened
user: not to be that guy… but this is why coworkers shouldn’t be friends outside of work
| user: user this is a stupid ass take
user: can you imagine yn and oscar teaming up? legendary.
“max?” you asked, opening the door to your hotel room. the last few months had been long and tense. qualifying had been an unmitigated disaster, as had the meetings that followed the session. you just wanted to sleep and have an overnight stroke of strategic brilliance. but here, at 11:37pm, was the source of all your stress and frustrations. “what do you want?”
“can we talk?” he asked. “not in the hall.”
you stepped back and let him in, saying nothing. you really didn’t want to talk. he hadn’t said anything after forcing you to talk in hungary, so you really didn’t feel like hearing him out months later.
but he was max, and you were weak.
“i owe you an apology,” he started, catching you off guard. “for a lot of things, but mostly for pushing you in hungary and then going radio silent. i shouldn’t have done that.”
“apology accepted. can i go to bed now?”
“i’m not done,” he huffed a laugh, shaking his head at you. “i shouldn’t have pushed you away, not after i forced you to be vulnerable with me. and i regret it. not because it’s affecting the team and the race results, but because you are not you. and fucking hell, i miss you.”
“i see you everyday, max. you can’t miss me.” you did your best to stand your ground and maintain an unaffected air.
“i miss you being mean to me, because at least then i knew you cared.”
“your silence made your feelings on the matter perfectly clear.”
“no it didn’t,” he countered. “because i should have been honest with you that day. instead, i sat on my feelings and let the situation grow and spiral into this.
“because i am so unbelievably in love with you, yn.”
“don’t,” your said harshly, taking a step away. “don’t say it just because you think it’s what i want to hear to make it okay.”
“seriously? you think that low of me? i’m a lot of things, but i’m not a liar.”
“you can’t do this to me,” you whispered, chest aching. “you can’t ignore me for months and then show up at midnight and tell me you love me. that’s not fair.”
“i’m so sorry i hurt you,” he said, taking two steps towards you. “i’m so sorry i was a coward. i’m sorry that it took the threat of losing you to tell you how i feel.”
“you’re reading gossip pages now?” you scoffed.
“didn’t need to,” he retorted. “lando told me i need to get my shit together before i lose the best thing to ever happen to me.”
“so you decided to tell me you love me? just so i don’t leave the team?! there’s something seriously wrong with you.”
“i can’t lose you, idiot. you’re my constant, you’re my calm. you’re fucking everything to me. on and off track.”
“your timing is convenient.” you glared, not letting your guard down for a second.
“do you want to leave redbull?” he asked. “or are you running away from me because i’m an emotionally stunted dickhead?”
you said nothing. you both knew the answer, even if you were too choked by your pride to admit it.
max reached for you, cradling your cheek in his palm. “because i love you and i can’t lose you. i know i fucked it, liefje. let me fix it. your sad eyes are killing me because i know it’s my fault.”
“you hurt me,” you admitted, losing your battle with the tears in your eyes. “i hate you so much right now. but i kept showing up. i kept putting you first because that’s my job. and every day it hurt more and more. every frustrated radio message twists the fucking knife because i’m paying the price for you being an ass.”
“i know, and i’m sorry. i’ll be better, i promise.“
“i don’t trust you.”
“i’ll earn it again,” he swore. “i’ll work for it. i’ll put you first.”
“you should go. it’s late and we have a long, rainy day tomorrow,” you said, changing the subject. “i still need to find a magical strategy to save the race.”
“i’ll save it. you do your thing and i’ll drive,” he told you. “and if i finish in the points, you can’t leave. i’ll do anything to fix what i broke. but you have to stay.”
“top five,” you countered. “you finish top five, and we can revisit this conversation.”
“top five,” max agreed. he kissed your forehead lightly. “get some sleep, liefje.”
pairing: fernando alonso x ollie bearman x alpine!reader
summary: fernando isn’t used to feeling this hunted
a/n: @sinofwriting is like entirely to blame for this…also I completely forgot about his birthday 🤷🏻♀️ so we’re just gonna pretend I wasn’t late with this one 😂
Masterlist
Private Messages: The Old Guard
fa14fan
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fa14fan: and here we see this years rookies all together
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user1: so young and with such full careers ahead of them…
↳user2: I can't wait to watch them grow 😂
↳user1: right??
user3: isn't avid the only rookie this year?
↳user4: I'm sure you're a fun one to have at family dinners
↳user3: hey!
↳user5: I'll stop calling Kimi and Ollie a rookie when they finally grow out of their baby faces
↳user3: ok that's fair
user6: he's so nice and smiling for literally everyone but Liam
↳user7: a beef that's gonna span generations
↳user6: for real
user7: a single father working hard to provide for his children
↳user8: is he looking for someone? Cause I volunteer
user9: ok I know he's helping all the rookies but like his bond with Ollie and yn??? That's something special
↳user10: it really truly is
Private Messages: Ollie and YN
Private Messages: Pierre and YN
lando
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lando: one last dinner before summer break
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user11: god i haven't wanted to be somewhere so badly before
user12: I can take them
yn: show of hands — lando pays
↳maxverstappen1: ✋
↳oscarpiastri: ✋
↳charles_leclerc: ✋
↳pierregasly: ✋
↳lando: oi!
user13: oh my god look at Fernando with Ollie and YN
↳user14: they ARE THE best mentor and mentees
↳user15: I love them
↳yn: and we love you random citizens
↳user14: oh my god 😱
Private Messages: The Old Guard
f1gossip
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f1gossip: as the season heads into the summer break, fans spotted rookies Fernando, Ollie, and YN catching a plane away from Hungary together.
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user16: our rookies all together!
↳user17: love that for them
user18: did…did Ollie and yn just invite themselves to Fernando's plane?
↳user19: what do you mean?
↳user18: Nando had been talking about how he was looking forward to a quiet plane ride
↳user19: …a quiet plane ride with Ollie and YN?? Not likely liked by user18
user20: did he know they were coming along?
↳user21: I don't know which answer is funnier honestly
↳user22: I do and it's him not knowing
Private Messages: The Old Guard
yn
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mclaren someone was oddly affectionate with our lovely @itsme_y/n….👀 either way, great job oscar! stunning race!
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lando mega win
→ oscarpiastri thanks man
itsme_y/n such an amazing performance!!
→ oscarpiastri 😊
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oscarpiastri ready to do it all again next week
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itsme_y/n
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itsme_y/n fiance life has me glowing ☀️
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oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri my preety gurl. shws my wifryy ❤️❤️ wuv uuuuu y/n
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itsme_y/n and oscarpiastri
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itsme_y/n i guess the cat is out of the bag….
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username1 I KNEW ITTTTTTT
→ user oh my god. you were right.
user how the heck have they been dating for like 4 months and got married already
<3 by author
→ user we actually don’t know how long they’ve been together
→ itsme_y/n try 43
→ user WHAT!?
→ username1 ain’t no way
user OMG OMG OMG
yourbff yayy you’ve joined the wifey club!! not to mention to an F1 DRIVER
<3 by oscarpiastri
f1 congrats! can’t wait to see you in the paddock tomorrow
alexandria welcome to the wag club
<3 by author
username1 I CAN’T BELIEVE I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG
<3 by author
mclaren congratulations mr. and mrs. piastri 🧡
→ itsme_y/n omg that sounds insane
lando thanks for the invite!
→ itsme_y/n we about didn’t invite you 🤷🏼♀️
→ lando PARDON
oscarpiastri my gorgeous gorgeous wife
→ itsme_y/n ❤️❤️❤️
username1 they are literally made for each other
→ user she’s the loud and the wild he needs in his life and he’s the calm that she searches for at the end of the day <3
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<3 by oscarpiastri
em speaks!
oh. my. goodness. this took way too long, but i’m so glad i got it done! I will probably go through over time and add things. I’m actually thinking I might either write or link in some cute moments of oscar and y/n in between posts. but I dunno.
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SYN: everyone knows you and oscar are dating. you've been named the sweetest couple on various gossip sites and polls, people call him the softest boyfriend in history. when you let one of your unreleased songs slip on live, it reveals he's a lot more than just sweet.
CONTAINS: fem!reader, smau, uses ‘prison for life’ by olivia rodrigo, no face claim, suggestive/mature but no smut! lots of lando cameos
RADIO CHECK: based on this req! i don't actually listen olivia rodrigo so sorry if i get this wrong 😭💔
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ynln make sure your calenders are cleared
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tatemcrae eats
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user1 OH MY????
user2 NEW ALBUM NEW ALBUM I REPEAT NEW ALBUM
user3 her and oscar omg couple goals
user4 he's so sweet to her it's unfair
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oscarpiastri Some off track moments with my girl
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ynln ❤️
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lando you guys are gross
ynln okay whatever 🙄
user5 ‘MY GIRL’ OH MY GOSH.
user6 lord why can't i have a guy like oscar piastri
user7 HIM IN THAT SECOND PIC
ynln he's gorg isn't he 😛
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madisonbeer where u off to???
ynln the grand prix of course 😛
user8 HOW ARE YOU SO EFFORTLESSLY COOL
user9 CAN YOU GIVE US A TEASER OF THE NEW ALBUM PLSSS
ynln i'm always giving teasers keep an eye out
to: @/oscarpiastri
ynln okay wow didn't even give you my consent to post that
oscarpiastri you look pretty either and any way
ynln oh i love you you're forgiven
oscarpiastri i love you more
lando can i tell everyone how you spent the entire flight staring at her
oscarpiastri i don't think anyone would be surprised
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ynln 🧡
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oscarpiastri ❤️
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user10 CAN YOU DROP THE NEW ALBUM PLEASE
ynln not yet but i've got a little surprise planned back home!!
user11 omg show us now pls
user12 YOU TWO ARE THE CUTEST
user13 relationship goals
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oscarpiastri @/ynln
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ynln tell everyone how i won every single game of chess we played
oscarpiastri i let you win
ynln yeah right 🙄
lando have you and yn swapped accounts or something
ynln do you have a problem with that norris
oscarpiastri yeah norris
lando guys 😢
user14 UGH MY FAV COUPLE
user15 that last pic is to die for i need that so bad
user16 him always posting her i am SO jealous
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to: @/ynln
oscarpiastri glad you liked them baby
ynln never change i beg
lilymhe he's so sweet i need to show alex
ynln LMAO
user17 where'd you find him 💔
ynln a little place called the melbourne grand prix
to: @/oscarpiastri
hattiepiastri oh she's gorg
oscarpiastri i know
hattiepiastri tell her to come visit me 😔
@/ynln Instagram live transcript
[ynln] alright, so! promised you all a little surprise when i got back home didn't i? about my new album. i don't break promises and i know you've all been begging me for any kind of spoiler—
[male voice] baby, i'm—shoot, are you live?
[ynln] it's fine, what's wrong?
[male voice] i'm heading out. lando's here already.
[ynln] right. love you, have fun!
[male voice] i love you more.
[ynln] anyways. sorry, that was osc. him and lando are going somewhere…golf, maybe? probably. where was i? right. spoiler.
[ynln] i thought i'd sing one of my unreleased songs that may or may not be on this upcoming album.
(music plays)
[ynln] this is called prison for life. let me know what you think.
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oscarpiastri yeah
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ynln yeah!!
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lando okay woah get a room
lando that second pic is tmi keep it to yourself
oscarpiastri my girl is hot and i'm not afraid of that
user18 okay WOAH.
lando WOAH INDEED
user19 complete aesthetic 180 omg
user20 what happened to the flowers and beach dates and coffee :(
ynln trust me that's still there too
user21 OMG?!?!
user21 THIS IS THE HOTTEST THING EVER
user22 i was literally so convinced he was the softest guy on earth
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ynoscupdates why is everyone surprised by yn's new song when oscar literally looks like this whenever he sees her talking to someone else
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ynln LMFAO
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user23 that's still hot asf i'm not gonna lie
user24 who doesn't love a jealous man
user25 if i had a gf like yn i'd be protective as hell too
user26 THE COMPARISON BYE
user27 i NEED a guy like that though
ynoscupdates don't we all 💔
f1gossip in honor of yn's song prison for life, here's a bunch of pics of oscar looking mad as hell when she's with someone else
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user28 THIS HAS ACTUALLY THROWN ME OFF SO BAD WDYM OSCAR ISN'T PURE SOFTNESS BRUH 💔💔💔
user29 oh he's JEALOUS jealous
user30 okay so what does this mean now
user31 did you guys see his latest post??!!?!
f1gossip THE HAND ON HER THIGH HOLY SHITTTTT
user31 AND PICKING HER UP SO EASILY LIKE THAT OH MY GOSH.
user32 SO freaking obessesed with this side of him i pray that they post like that more often
user33 but what about the flowers and stuff ☹️ all the cute pics
user34 it's not like they'll disappear!! she literally said they're still there
user35 literally dk how to function anymore this is actually mindblowing
user36 the last person i expected to have this kinda song written about them
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ynln decided to release prison for life early, enjoy ❤️
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oscarpiastri pretty ❤️
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lando good to know he's still capable of nice compliments
oscarpiastri mate what's that supposed to mean
lando prison for life 🤔🤔
lilymhe gonna have this on repeat!!
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user37 YESSSS
user38 love how obessed he is with carrying her
user39 as he should be!!
@/ynln Instagram live transcript
[ynln] okay! we're back again. no spoilers this time but i do have someone really special with me. osc, say hi.
[oscarpiastri] hi.
[ynln] don't be awkward and shy.
[oscarpiastri] i'm not being awkward and shy.
[ynln] you totally are. i'm meant to be the shy one here. i'm quiet.
[oscarpiastri] quiet?
[ynln] yes, quiet. after everyone found out you aren't actually that sweet you're not allowed to be all reserved anymore.
[oscarpiastri] bold coming from you.
[ynln] what's that supposed to mean?
[oscarpiastri] well, you weren't being all that quiet last—
[ynln] alright guys. that's all for today. love you, bye!
you have a habit of filling silence. oscar has a habit of never interrupting you. it isn't until you apologize for talking too much that you realize he'd been listening all along.
warnings: fluff, established relationship, slightly angsty?? but osc saves the day
note: hello ♡ here is a short and sweet osc one-shot, as per your demand. this one's for everyone who's ever apologized for talking too much :) - dean
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Oscar learns very early in your relationship that your brain doesn't really believe in linear storytelling.
You'll begin talking about what you had for breakfast and somehow end up explaining why penguins have knees, which reminds you of that documentary you watched three years ago, which reminds you of a café in Amsterdam, which reminds you-
"Oh!" You point dramatically. "Did I tell you Mia got a new tattoo?"
Oscar looks up from the pasta he's stirring.
"You were talking about cereal."
"I know."
You continue as though the transition had been perfectly logical. Because to you it had.
Living with you meant accepting that conversations rarely have endings. They simply pause, as you disappear into another room and then return, continuing the exact same sentence.
"...and that's why I don't like swans."
Oscar doesn't even blink.
"Fair enough."
One evening you're sitting on the sofa, editing photographs on your laptop. Oscar is beside you reading. Or... Trying to.
"I think traffic lights are actually really comforting."
"Hm?"
"Just something about the colours and the timing."
He turns a page.
"Mhm."
"And imagine if trees could walk."
"That would pose some predicaments..."
"I know." A pause. "They'd probably apologise if they got in the way, though."
He smiles faintly.
"I hope so."
You continue editing.
"I think mushrooms are weird."
"Mhm."
"Did you know they can't classify them?"
"No?"
"They are just..." You gesture vaguely. "...Their own category."
Oscar looks over the top of his book.
"They're fungi."
"Exactly, their own category."
He nods thoughtfully.
"I see the issue."
You grin. He goes back to reading.
Lando experiences it for the first time during a group dinner. Not the talking, everyone experiences the talking. It's the way Oscar follows it that catches his attention.
The six of you are squeezed around a long restaurant table somewhere in Melbourne after qualifying; plates have long since been pushed aside, dessert menus remain untouched, because somehow the conversation has become more entertaining than the food.
"So anyway," you say, pointing your fork for emphasis, "that's why I think pigeons are actually misunderstood."
Lando blinks.
"...Pigeons."
"Mhm."
"They're just city doves."
Oscar nods.
"They are."
"THANK YOU."
You point triumphantly across the table.
"See?"
George looks between the two of you.
"I feel like I missed several steps."
"You did," Oscar says simply.
"It started with coffee."
"No," you correct.
"It started with architecture."
Oscar thinks for a second.
"Right."
"Architecture became birds."
"And birds became pigeons."
"And pigeons became public relations."
Lando slowly lowers his glass.
"...That somehow makes sense to you two?"
"Yes."
"Completely."
Lando shakes his head.
"I think you're both broken."
You laugh. Oscar smiles. Dinner continues.
About twenty minutes later, someone new joins the table. A friend of one of the sponsors, you don't catch his name, but he seems pleasant enough.
The conversation carries on. You tell a story about accidentally photographing a wedding proposal because you'd mistaken it for a street portrait. Everyone laughs. Lewis asks how the couple reacted. You answer, which reminds you of another story.
Which reminds you of-
"Oh!" You brighten. "And that actually reminds me-"
The man you've only just met laughs.
"Oh my God." He shakes his head. "Do you ever shut up?"
The table goes silent. His statement isn't loud nor dramatic. If anything it's the casualness that hurts; as if he'd said something completely reasonable.
You blink. The rest of your sentence dies quietly somewhere between your chest and your throat.
"Sorry." You look down at your lap. "I didn't realise..."
You laugh once, a torn sound, small and embarrassed.
"I talk a lot."
Nobody says anything for a second, not because they agree, but rather they're stunned.
Oscar has already put his cutlery down. He turns towards you first. Not the man. You.
"Hey."
You don't look up.
"I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to apologise for."
You shake your head.
"I know I can be a bit much."
"No."
Your voice is quieter now.
"I interrupt."
"No."
"I go off topic."
"No."
"I just..." You shrug helplessly. "...Keep talking."
Oscar reaches across the table until your hand is in his. His palm folds perfectly around your own. He waits until you finally meet his eyes.
"You never apologise for who you are." The restaurant around you seems to disappear. "I like the way your mind works. I like hearing every thought. I like that one story becomes five." You feel your throat tighten. "I like that you get excited." He squeezes your hand gently. "And I love that you tell me about it."
The smallest smile begins to return.
"You do?"
"I've never once wished you'd stop talking." His own smile is soft now. "If anything..." He shrugs. "I wish more people listened."
Across the table, George quietly changes the subject. Lewis asks Lando something about qualifying. Charles starts a conversation with the sponsor. No one acknowledges what happened; no one needs to.
Oscar never lets go of your hand, not until you're walking back to the hotel later that night. The city is quiet. The air is cool. You lean your head against his shoulder.
"I really do talk a lot."
He smiles.
"You do."
You groan.
"Oscar."
"What?"
"I thought you were helping."
"I am." He slips his fingers between yours. "You talk a lot." A beat. "And I could listen to you forever."
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[video plays]
“everyone keeps asking what i actually carry around on race weekends, so… here we go.”
the camera cuts to you sitting on a sofa in the mercedes hospitality with your purse beside you.
“it’s probably less exciting than people think.”
you unzip the bag.
“first…” you pull out a pair of black headphones. “noise-cancelling headphones. the paddock gets really loud and i like having a bit of quiet before sessions.”
next comes out a small notebook covered in little stickers. “my track notes.” you open it for a second before immediately shutting it again. “you almost got all my secrets.”
behind the camera someone laughs, causing your already massive grin to widen. “nice try”
you reach back into the bag. “lip balm.”
“next.”
you hold up three protein bars. “well you see…i forget to eat.”
someone behind the camera coughs dramatically.
“that’s why george keeps putting snacks in my bag.”
“because otherwise you’d survive on coffee,” an admin says.
you laugh. “probably.”
you pull out a tiny plush turtle keychain. “this little guy’s been with me since karting. he’s lucky and if i ever lose him i’ll actually cry.”
then comes a small packet of tissues. “these are for allergies.”
“…or crying?”
you point towards the camera. “interview over.”
laughter fills the room.
“moving on.” you pull out a small polaroid.
the camera zooms in, lens trying to focus on the small object.
it’s you, lando and george squeezed together after one of your first race weekends.
“this one stays in here.” you smile softly. “just reminds me why i do this.”
finally, you tip the bag upside down.
a collection of hair ties, pens, receipts, a charging cable and exactly seventeen mints scatter across the table.
“…”
“…i can explain.”
“can you?”
“not really… but just know the mints are all lando’s fault.”
[video end]
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mercedesamgf1: we’re buying the turtle its own team kit.
↳ ynln: YES PLEASE 🙌
landonorris: the mints were not me!!!
georgerussell63: i literally packed two of those protein bars for you today.
↳ ynln: the third one is from yesterday..🤧
user1: “i forget to eat” GEORGE BEING HER PADDOCK DAD 😭
oscarpiastri: seventeen mints is impressive.
↳ user6: oscar in the comments… hello??? 👀
user3: THE LITTLE POLAROID 🥹
user4: george making sure she eats is the sibling content i signed up for.
Summary: At just 22, Yn has already made her mark as Red Bull Racing’s powerful and ambitious Team Principal. As the 2026 season draws to a close, she quietly sets her sights on two unexpected drivers. A secret dinner in Switzerland may change everything.
Pit Stop: Hey guys. I’m trying something new. Hope you enjoy. Please be aware that this is just a story! My requests are still open!
The paddock had finally gone quiet. Not completely quiet. Formula 1 never truly was.
Somewhere in the distance, a generator hummed. A few mechanics were still moving equipment through the garages, and the occasional laugh drifted through the nearly empty paddock. But compared to the noise of the weekend, the engines, the cameras, the endless questions, the thousands of people moving from one place to another, it felt almost peaceful.
Oscar was walking back toward the McLaren motorhome when he noticed her. Yn Yln.
At twenty-two, she was the youngest Team Principal on the Formula 1 grid and, arguably, one of the most talked-about people in the paddock. She had taken over Red Bull Racing with an authority that had surprised almost everyone. Older executives had underestimated her. Rival teams had dismissed her.
They had stopped doing that a long time ago.
Yn had a reputation for being ambitious, sharp, and almost impossible to intimidate. She rarely raised her voice. She never seemed to panic. And when she entered a room, people listened.
Oscar slowed as she approached him.
“Piastri.” He stopped. “Yn.” She smiled slightly. “Do you have a minute?” Oscar glanced toward the motorhome. “Yeah. Sure.”
Yn looked toward the emptying paddock. “You did well this weekend.” Oscar blinked. “Thanks.”
“No, I mean it.” She folded her arms. “You were consistent. You managed the tyres well, you made the right decisions when the race became unpredictable, and you didn’t let the pressure get to you.”
Oscar gave her a small, amused smile. “That’s a lot of compliments.” “Don’t get used to it.” He laughed quietly. Yn smiled too, but her expression quickly became more serious. “It’s been a difficult season for you.” Oscar’s smile faded slightly. “It’s been… interesting.” “That’s a very diplomatic way of saying it.” “I try to be diplomatic.” “You’re Australian. I expected you to be more honest.” Oscar raised an eyebrow. “I can be honest.” “Good.”
For a moment, neither of them said anything. Then Yn reached into the pocket of her blazer and pulled out a small black card. Oscar looked at it. “What’s that?” “My card.” “I can see that.” She held it out to him. Oscar hesitated before taking it. “Why are you giving me your card?” “I’m having dinner next week.” Oscar looked down at the card, then back at her. “Okay.” “You should come.”
He stared at her. “Sorry?” “Dinner. Next week.”
Oscar glanced at the card again. “Just me?” Yn tilted her head. “Are you asking whether there will be other people there?” “I’m asking what kind of dinner this is.” “A dinner.” “That clears everything up.”
For the first time, Yn laughed properly. “Come to the address on the card. Eight o’clock.” Oscar looked at the card again. “Do I need to bring anything?” “An appetite.” “Right.” “And Oscar?” “Yeah?” “Don’t tell anyone.”
He stared at her. “Now I’m even more curious.” “That wasn’t the intention.” “It definitely was.” Yn smiled. “Good night, Oscar.” “Good night.” She walked away before he could ask anything else.
Oscar remained where he was for several seconds. Then he looked at the card again. “Dinner,” he muttered. He had absolutely no idea what he had just agreed to.
The following week, George arrived at the restaurant exactly three minutes early.
The restaurant was located in a small Swiss town, far away from the usual chaos of the Formula 1 calendar. It was quiet, discreet, and almost completely empty. Which was precisely why Yn had chosen it.
George stepped inside and immediately looked around. “Hello?” A waiter appeared. “Mr. Russell?” George nodded. “Yes.” “This way, please.” George followed him through the restaurant. Then he stopped.
Because Oscar was already sitting at one of the tables.
Oscar looked up. George looked at Oscar. Neither of them spoke for a moment. Finally, George said, “Oh.” Oscar nodded slowly. “Yeah.” George looked at the waiter. “Is this the right restaurant?” Oscar leaned back in his chair. “I was about to ask the same thing.” George looked at him. "You’re here for dinner?” “Apparently.” “With Yn?”
Oscar’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Apparently.”
George stared at him. Then he slowly reached into his jacket and pulled out a black card. Oscar looked at it. “You too?” George looked at Oscar’s hand. “Yeah…” They stared at each other.
Oscar sighed before saying:“Well, this is awkward.” “A little.” “Did she tell you not to tell anyone?” George blinked. “Yes.” Oscar nodded. “Same, mate.” George sat down. “Right.” Oscar looked at him. “Do you think we’re being recruited?” George gave him a look. “By the Team Principal of Red Bull Racing?” Oscar glanced around the empty restaurant. “I’m beginning to suspect it.”
Before George could respond, the sound of footsteps approached. Yn appeared from the hallway. She was wearing a dark suit, her hair tied back neatly, and she looked completely calm. Unlike the two drivers sitting across from each other. “Good evening, gentlemen.”
George stood. “Good evening.” Oscar remained seated but gave her a small nod. “Hi.” Yn looked between them. Then she smiled. “I’m glad you both came.” George glanced at Oscar. “So this was intentional?” Yn pulled out the chair opposite them. “Yes. Please, take a seat, George.” Oscar stared at her. “You invited both of us?” “Obviously.” “You didn’t mention that.” “You didn’t ask, Oscar.” Oscar opened his mouth then closed it again.
George sat back down. “I suppose that makes sense.” “Does it?” George paused. “No. Not really.” Yn smiled. “Good. Then we’re all being honest already.” The waiter brought them menus.
For the next hour, there was no discussion about contracts. No discussion about Red Bull. No discussion about Max, Isaac, or the future of Formula 1. Instead, Yn asked questions.
She asked George what he did when he wasn’t at a circuit. She asked Oscar what he missed most when he was travelling. She asked them what they were like when they weren’t being watched by millions of people. George laughed when Yn discovered that Oscar was significantly more talkative when he was comfortable. “I don’t know if I’d say that,” Oscar said. “You’ve spoken more in the last ten minutes than you did during your entire press conference on Sunday,” George replied. Oscar gave him a flat look. “That was a bad press conference.” “It was only three questions, man.” “They were repetitive.” Yn leaned back in her chair. “So you dislike repetitive questions?” “I dislike repetitive people.”
George nearly choked on his drink. Yn looked at Oscar. “That’s quite a statement.” “I didn’t say you were repetitive.” “I appreciate that.”
The evening became easier after that. They talked about their childhood. Then they talked about everything except racing. George told a story about an unfortunate karting experience that had ended with him stuck in a hedge. Oscar insisted that George had left out the part where he had blamed the kart. “I did not blame the kart.” “You blamed the tyres.” “They were cold.” “It was a rental kart.” “They were still cold.” Yn listened, occasionally laughing, occasionally asking questions.
By the time dessert arrived, both drivers had almost forgotten how unusual the evening was. Almost.
It was George who finally put down his fork. “So,” he said. Yn looked at him. “So?” He gestured around the restaurant. “This is a very nice dinner.” “It is.” “And I appreciate the food.” “I’m glad.” “And the conversation.” Yn smiled. “But?” George looked at Oscar. Oscar immediately shook his head. “Don’t look at me.”
George turned back to Yn. “But I assume there’s a reason we’re here.”
Yn’s expression changed. Not dramatically. She simply became more focused. The warmth remained, but the Team Principal returned. “You’re right.” She placed her glass on the table. “There’s a reason you’re both here.” Oscar leaned back slightly while George straightened. Yn looked at both of them.
“You both know why.” Neither driver answered. Yn continued. “After the 2026 season, Max is leaving Formula 1.” Oscar and George remained silent. Everyone in the paddock knew.
Max Verstappen had decided that, after the 2026 season, he wanted to move his focus toward endurance racing and the 24 Hours of Le Mans. It wasn’t necessarily the end of his racing career, but it was the end of his Formula 1 chapter. And Isaac, Red Bull’s other driver, was expected to move to another team. Which meant Red Bull Racing would need two new drivers.
Rumours had been circulating for months. Every journalist had a theory. Every team had a shortlist. And Yn had remained completely silent.
Until now.
“You both know Red Bull needs two drivers,” she said.George nodded.“Yes.” “And you both know that there are a lot of rumours about who those drivers might be.” Oscar glanced at her. “More than a lot.” “Exactly.” Yn folded her hands on the table. “I didn’t bring you here to play games. I didn’t bring you here to leak information to the media. And I didn’t bring you here to make promises I can’t keep.” George studied her. “Then why did you bring us here?”
Yn looked directly at him. “Because I want you both as my drivers.”
The words were simple. They still landed heavily. Oscar’s expression changed first. George stared at her. Yn continued before either of them could speak. “I want both of you in my team.”
The silence that followed was different from the comfortable silence before. Oscar looked down at the table. George was the first to speak. “Both of us?” “Yes.” “At Red Bull.” “Yes.” Oscar gave a short laugh. “You’re very direct.” “I don’t see the point in making you guess.” George looked at Yn carefully. “And you think we’re the right drivers?” “I don’t think it.” George waited. Yn met his eyes. “I know it.” That silenced him.
She turned to Oscar. “You have speed. You have intelligence. You understand the car. You know how to manage a race. And you have something that a lot of drivers never develop.” Oscar raised an eyebrow. “What?” “Patience.” Oscar looked almost shocked. “Is that a compliment?” “It is from me.” George smiled.
Yn turned back to him. “And you have experience. Leadership. You know how to fight for a team. You know how to motivate people. You understand the responsibility of being the person everyone looks at when things go wrong.” George was quiet.
Yn leaned forward slightly. “But both of you are being wasted by your current teams. Pushed behind your teammates, almost like a second thought.” Oscar’s eyebrows rose. George’s expression became more guarded. Yn continued. “Not because your teams don’t have good people. They do. But your potential is being limited by the circumstances around you.”
Oscar looked at her. “You think McLaren is wasting me?” “I think McLaren has an incredible driver and an environment that doesn’t always allow him to become what he could be.” Oscar didn’t respond. Yn then looked at George. “And I think Mercedes has a driver who should be fighting for championships instead of constantly having to prove that he deserves the opportunity.” George looked down.
That one had hit closer.
Yn’s voice remained calm. “I am not interested in telling you that your current teams are incompetent. They aren’t. But I am telling you that I believe both of you deserve better.” Oscar looked at her more closely. “Better how?” “Better leadership.” George watched her carefully. Yn didn’t hesitate. “You deserve Team Principals who are honest with you. You deserve to know what the team is doing, why decisions are being made, and where you stand. You deserve to be treated like a driver and a human being, not like a statistic on a spreadsheet.”
Oscar leaned back slightly. “And you think you can provide that?” “Of course.” The answer was immediate. George almost smiled. “That’s quite a lot of confidence.” “I have to be confident.” “Why?” “Because I’m asking you to trust me.” The table became quiet again.
Yn took a breath. “I can’t promise you that we will win every race.” Oscar gave a small smile. “That would be a strange promise.” “I can promise you something else.” Both drivers looked at her.
“We will work together.” Yn’s eyes moved between them. “As a team. Not as two drivers fighting against each other. Not as one driver being sacrificed for the other because the politics are easier. We will win as a team.” She paused. “And we will lose as a team.”
George’s expression softened slightly. Yn continued. “If the car is bad, I won’t blame you for not winning. If a strategy fails, I won’t stand in front of the cameras and pretend it was your fault. If you make a mistake, we’ll deal with it honestly. If I make a mistake, I’ll admit it.” Oscar looked at her. “You’d admit you made a mistake?” Yn raised an eyebrow. “I’m not sure why everyone finds that so surprising.” “Because you’re a Team Principal.” “I’m also human.” George laughed softly which made Yn smile.
“And if you stand on a podium,” she said, “I will be there.” Oscar stared at her. “Obviously.” “No.” Yn shook her head. “Not obviously.” She leaned forward. “I mean every podium. Whether it’s a win or third place. Whether it’s the biggest race of the season or a race nobody expected us to be competitive in. I will be there.”
George’s face became more serious. Yn continued. “I will show up.”
There was something about the simplicity of the promise that made it feel more powerful than the rest. Oscar looked at the black card still sitting in his jacket pocket. George glanced toward the window. For both of them, the future had suddenly become much more complicated.
They had come to dinner expecting perhaps a conversation. Maybe a recruitment pitch. Maybe a vague hint. They had not expected this.
Yn seemed to understand. “You don’t have to answer tonight.” Oscar looked up. “Good.” Yn smiled. “You can take your time.” George nodded slowly. “We should. Because this is a big decision.” “I know.” Oscar studied her.
“And if we say no?” Yn didn’t flinch. “Then you say no.” George looked surprised. “That’s it?” “That is it.” “You won’t take it personally?” “I might.” Oscar laughed. “But you won’t punish us for it?” Yn’s expression became serious. “Absolutely not.” She looked at both of them. “I asked you here because I wanted you to understand what I want. Not because I expect you to sign something tonight.” George nodded thoughtfully while Yn picked up her glass. “Think about it. Or don’t. The choice is yours.”
Oscar looked at her. “And if we are interested?” “You call me.” “That’s it?” “That’s it.” George smiled slightly. “You really don’t like making things complicated, do you?” “No.” Oscar stood as the dinner came to an end. “I’m going to need a lot of time to think about this.” “You should take it.” George stood too. “So are we allowed to tell anyone we had dinner?” Yn looked between them. “No.” George laughed while Oscar shook his head. “You’re still making rules.” “I’m Team Principal. It’s my job.”
The two drivers walked toward the entrance together after a quick goodbye to Yn. Outside, the small Swiss town was quiet beneath the night sky. The restaurant door closed behind them. For a few seconds, neither driver spoke. Then George looked at Oscar. “So.” Oscar sighed. “So.” “You think she meant it?” Oscar looked back at the restaurant.
Yn was still visible through the window, speaking to the waiter. “Yes., I think so” George nodded. “Me too.” They stood in silence then Oscar looked at him. “Did you expect this?” George laughed. “Not even remotely.” “Same.” George glanced at the black card in Oscar’s hand. “You keeping that?” Oscar looked at it. “Probably.” George smiled. “Me too.”
Neither of them knew what they would decide. Neither of them knew what the future of Red Bull Racing would look like after 2026. But as they walked away from the restaurant, both George Russell and Oscar Piastri understood one thing. For the first time in a long time, someone had looked at them not as convenient options. Not as names on a shortlist. Not as drivers waiting for their chance. But as the drivers she genuinely wanted.
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