I Have Three Incredible Synopses To Write But I'm Lazy, I Should Be Writing Them, But I'm Lazing Around

I have three incredible synopses to write but I'm lazy, I should be writing them, but I'm lazing around here

I wanted to write a series, maybe about Toto or Lewis, but I have no idea how to start or what the main point would be. I am the shame of the ficwriter category

Even in paradise there are problems.

summary: When tiredness and exhaustion lead him to say things he doesn't mean to, Toto sees his marriage slip through his fingers without him seeing a solution. Y/N doesn't seem willing to forgive him and Toto has given up on apologizing, the end seems to be inevitable.

At least that's what they both think.

cw: conflict, communication failures, indirectness, withdrawal, defensive behavior. Reconciliation, apology, dirty talk, p in v, receiving oral, pet names, overstimulation

a/n: You're going to hate Toto *evil laughs* I made him a little OC (it was a necessary evil). I always wanted to write something along these lines, but I could never find the starting point, I have to thank anon who sent this. You are perfect, understand.

Before:

You couldn't say exactly when the problems started, but at a certain point in your marriage, they were there, poking at you and Toto, making little things unbearable to deal with. You have always prided yourself on resolving things with maturity and intelligence, valuing a frank and undisguised conversation; however, this has become a difficult task.

Distance and work are the greatest of all evils.

You hated demonizing Toto's work, especially because he loved what he did and you admired him for it. You loved every time he came home, it like was as if you were on a new Honeymoon, where all that prevailed between you was passion and the desire to extinguish the longing between you both.

This time he had little time at home, just four days before he had to fly to the next race, which you and Jack couldn't attend. And all he cared about were updates, car problems, team alignment, statistics and a bunch of other shit that wasn't important to you at that moment. You covered Jack, the boy mumbled sleepily and continued sleeping. You loved it when he was home, Susie kept the joint custody agreement standing, even when Toto wasn't home.

You were extremely grateful to the woman, as you loved Jack as if he were your own son.

He left him sleeping and went to look for his husband in the office, Toto had just left a meeting and was now rereading some of his own notes, you knocked softly on the door and entered.

"Jack asked why you didn't go and put him to bed" you said, sitting on the opposite end of the table, looking at paperwork on the table.

"I was ready to go, but I was called to an important meeting..." Toto replied distractedly, so he didn't see you roll your eyes or huff in frustration at that. "We can have breakfast tomorrow before I have to travel to Melbourne"

"Toto you are missing important things, our wedding anniversary, Rosa and Benedict's birthdays... I understand that your work is important, but you need a break..." You said, tracing the grain of the table top, following the jagged lines with your fingers.

“We’re having a bad season, Y/N, I need to figure out how to make this better, and these things take a lot of time.”

"I understand! And I like how dedicated you are to your work, but you have other priorities too!"

He leaned back in the armchair, tiredness and exhaustion distorting the smooth functioning of his mind, making things difficult to understand. Toto took a deep breath, wanting the conversation to end and so that he could return to work as soon as possible.

"You don't seem to complain about my job when it supports this house and the luxuries you maintain, Y/N" he said, focusing back on his notes. Your eyes widened in shock at what he had said.

"What?" His voice came out as a sigh.

""Actually, I don't hear anyone complaining that I work too much when I pay for trips, clothes, toys, accessories, parties with friends and other nonsense" Toto continued, with an even more rude tone. "As long as I maintain these superficialities, I don't hear complaints, but it's enough that I don't follow the instructions for you to come and bother my mind."

"Are you fucking listening to what you're saying, Torger?!" You exclaimed, standing in front of the table. The tension in your body was so much, that the blood made your veins bulge in your forehead and neck, anticipating a damn headache. "I can't believe you're actually saying this nonsense!"

"The only thing I've heard lately is your constant complaining," he snorted. "I always knew women complained, but you exceed expectations, for God's sake."

You couldn't tell if your tears were angry or sad, maybe it was both.

"If that's how you think, Torger, then I think you'd better be the one to explain to Jack why you haven't been putting him to sleep." You said, wiping away the few tears that appeared. Toto looked up, not really looking at her.

"I don't understand why you care about this, Y/N..." He said. "Jack is not your son."

That was enough to break his heart completely.

You decided to leave, leaving him alone. You wouldn't shed a single tear in front of Toto. By God, you wanted to kill him! And you wanted to cry myself dry.

Sniffling, he went to bed with Jack, wrapping his arms around the child's body, humming a lullaby that his mother had taught him many years ago.

Of everything Toto had said, that was the cruelest, without a doubt.

Toto had slept in the office, flashes of the previous night appeared in his mind and he sank into the armchair. The things he had said to his wife were unforgivable. He could blame it on the tiredness mixed with the stimulants he had taken a few hours before that dark conversation. But it was all his fault.

He left the office and found her in the living room, watching TV with Jack, the two were engrossed in the cartoon.

"Y/N" he called you and you made it clear that you had heard him, but you didn't pay him any attention. His words still reverberating in your mind. You had told Jack that you were upset with his father and didn't want to talk, so it was the boy who responded to Toto.

"We're watching cartoons now, dad. We can not talk" Jack said and snuggled back into you. Jack was always an empathetic boy and the connection you two had was very strong, so much so that not even Toto, neither did Susie mind when he started calling you mom, voluntarily. So it was no surprise that Jack was also upset, even if he didn't know why, whenever possible, Jack would stay by his side.

Toto gave a tired sigh and nodded, he knew you would only talk to him when you felt ready. And after what Toto had said, he couldn't blame you. He left them watching TV, needed to pack a suitcase and request a flight to Australia. You needed space and he would give it to you.

Between the task of sorting clean clothes and making the necessary calls, Toto wrote a note, in fact it was a long letter apologizing. And he was aware of how much you valued handwritten letters, Toto hoped it could serve as a premise for his apology. When he returned to the room, you and Jack were still watching cartoons, he said goodbye, hearing a "bye daddy" from Jack and a significant silence from you.

Toto would give anything so you could forgive him, he would do anything. Knowing that you were hurt by him was worse than death, Toto had been cruel and mean, saying things that were far from the truth.

Hours after his departure, just when Jack had already eaten lunch and was doing his schoolwork, you picked up the note that your husband had written.

“I understand the whole reason for your anger, mein liebe. I wasn't fair to you and your concerns, you were acting like a great wife and I was nothing short of a bastard.

I know I've been making things complicated and putting everything on you to cope. Nothing I say will be enough to apologize to you, but that doesn't mean I won't try.

With all love and regrets, Toto."

You put the note in your drawer, sighing heavily as you absorbed the words of the letter. Perhaps Toto's apology was sincere, but it wouldn't undo the pain that had arisen. Tears burned the waterline of your eyes and you finally allowed yourself to cry without reservation.

There was still no chance of forgiveness for Toto.

To be continued...

Shared Happiness

summary: Everything that weekend pointed to a victory for Red Bull at home and aware of this, everyone expected it. But as nothing in F1 is predictable, his weekend, which had everything to be terrible — or average if he was optimistic — ended up being one of the best of his life.

cw: A little fluffy, mention of frustration, this is going to be short, and a little smutty too.

author note: I received this request last night and I was delighted with it, I couldn't help but develop it.

request: anon

The weather in Spielberg was favorable and would allow for an accident-free race, at least that was what everyone hoped. She placed the cap on Jack's head, the boy wasn't so excited either, racing in Austria inevitably meant seeing RBR on the podium and to be honest, no one could stand the Dutch anthem during the trophies presentation anymore.

Even though Lewis was on the podium in Barcelona, when it came to Spielberg, it was obvious that Reb Bull was determined to win at all costs, so shit, it wasn't going to be an easy race for Lewis and George. And that left Toto at the edge of his own mood, ready to throw his headphones against the table, the wall or any unsuspecting person who crossed his path; This prompted Bono to call Y/N, begging trying to convince her to watch the race in the garage, to perhaps contain Wolff's heated emotions during the circuit.

"You're stressed in advance, dear... Okay, we know that Red Bull has the favoritism of being at home and everything, but Mercedes has been running good races, we can score here r even compete for the podium." she said massaging his shoulders, Toto rested his head on his wife's shoulder and sighed.

"Things are predictable and we no longer have 'just' Red Bull to worry about... McLaren is coming with everything this year, we are competing for second place in the championship..." he huffed in frustration. "For second damn place, when we've been leading this shit for seven damn years!"

"You're going to have a heart attack, Torger, calm down! And stop swearing in front of Jack!"

Not that Jack was paying any attention, he was playing with Roscoe and Lewis outside the garage and didn't even hear his parents talking.

"Sorry honey, I'm so stressed about this... I just want it to be over."

"No one knows how this race could end, stop being so pessimistic Torger, Lew and Georgie are good drivers and are willing to give everything for the win. Be more grateful too!” Y/N pulled the strands from the back of his neck, hearing a low murmur coming from his throat. The sound reverberated throughout Y/N's body, making her breathe hard.

"Y/N, damn..." He grumbled and spun the chair until he was facing her, Toto's dark eyes twinkled. "Fuck, I need this" He swore, pulling his wife by the back of her head as he kissed her. "Regardless of the result of the race, we will have dinner today"

"Mhmm that sounds good, husband" she replied, wiping the lipstick off his face. "I'll let you get ready for the race" she gave an encouraging smile and went to get Jack.

"Do you think we're going to win today, mom?" Jack questioned, he also looked disbelieved and that made Y/N sigh, sometimes Wolff men were difficult to deal with.

"Well, I hope we can win today, dear, but let's wait, until the checkered flag appears, a lot can happen on the track." Y/N replied, taking Jack to the back of the garage, where both would not disturb the team and would still be able to watch the race.

Please, may we win this race, amen!

Jack had already given up on sitting still and was about to join the team, everything had become chaos on the circuit, Lewis had taken a five-second penalty, Max and Lando crashed. having the first DNF of the weekend and Max was in fifth place! Y/N saw how tense her husband was, Toto was digging his fingers into his own arms so hard that the joints were white. And of course, his hair was a mess, there were just a few laps left before the race ended and the surprise was in the first three positions, the second Mercedes driver was competing for first place with the second McLaren driver and lastly the second Ferrari driver defended his position with determination. George and Oscar fought fearlessly for dominance on the podium, and everyone's nerves were on edge, especially Toto who couldn't contain himself when he screamed, scaring the entire team.

"Holy crap!" Toto shouted, they were both about to cross the checkered flag and Oscar was pushing, hungry for the day's victory, but George was too and pushed the car to the limit. The screams in the German garage exceeded even those of the fans. As expected, Toto's headphones ended up shattering against the table, such was the team leader's happiness.

Everyone celebrated with Lewis' arrival in fourth place, guaranteeing even more points for the team in the constructors' championship. Y/N was still celebrating with Jack when she was approached by Toto, he kissed her so hungrily that she lost her breath, Toto left a trail of promises between them

Tonight, said the kisses and the way he held her.

She was panting when Toto walked away, picking Jack up and going to celebrate with the team, George and Lewis.

Her voice was lost between her own moans, Y/N had already lost count of the time or how many times her body had given in, but Toto seemed hungry for more, he wanted more and he was willing to get everything he could from her.

When Toto was frustrated, things between them were intense, but when he was euphoric about a victory, ah... She knew it would only end when there was no more strength in his body.

Okay guys, I think I managed to find a starting point and start from there, before the end of the night (following my time zone lol) I'll be posting the introduction

I wanted to write a series, maybe about Toto or Lewis, but I have no idea how to start or what the main point would be. I am the shame of the ficwriter category

Hiiii!!! I just want to say, your Toto fics are amazing ❤️🫡

OH MY GOD I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT, KNOWING THIS MAKES ME WANT TO EXPLODE WITH LOVE, YOU HAVE NO IDEA

Thank you for telling me this, sweetie, it's important to me 🫶🏼