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A YEAR LATER AND FINE-O TSUMUGI HAS FINALLY BEEN MAXED I AM SO HAPPY. I LOEV HIM
literally so gorgeous and magical im obsessed with it. been obsessed since the day i saw it and hes finally mine god is real
#nat rambles#look at my wife!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i was missing one copy.............#i got 3 during the initial scout and then another through sheer luck throughout the year#BUT NOW HES MAXED! YAY!
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home from our trip!! I have some pics to post tomorrow but for now we just had a bath and are getting ready for bed
#HE SURVIVED HIS FIRST WASHING MACHINE CYCLE BTW :]#i was scared for some reason but hes so clean now YAY#max#mine#plush
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max asking if he should defend against lando because of the state of his car made me sad
#or at least i think that's the reason#late cause my eyes were glued to the screen but#:(#but he got fastest lap right now so yay!#max verstappen#2024/italian gp#*live ensia reaction
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thank GODDD the doctor is taking time to work on himself maybe now he can stop ruining womens lives .
#mildly joke but im so excited those specials were so fun...#we watched all the 14th dr specials bc Major donna fan ohh my god they were fun i liked them....#i worry im like. being unfair somehow. but i loved like..some of the things with 13 i just likee. the writing it was..off to me... sigh. i#rly wish her seasons had better writers i suppose. BUT. im excited bc my mom told me 15s run is super good so far#i cant believe im almost caught up wndr who. a crazy world i live in. i suppose next me and my mom will have to huddle around an old timey#radio like max n ruby to listen to the audio dramas#and then wencan read bedtime stories to eachother or something#Or of course i could just track down the old series. KDNFJFN. but the computer always its a commodity...#but ya. those were funn i rly liked the like. 2 of them had a bit of body horror like. mild babys first body horror. but i liked it. and#they were funnyyy god i missed donna so bad the show is SO funny with her there. the chemistry w her and 10nis just chefs kiss. loves it#i feel bad bc i liked the like. Suggested personalities of the last companions but they felt kind of lackluster in practice ? like..it felt#like we were told how they were but in practice they kind of just. were there. and then would react to the dr. and then were judt there#idk... i wish they had been more like. fleshed out one supposes#it rly to me feels like they spent 13s seasons kind of just farting around and then covid hit and they were like Fuck now we have to like.#avtually write a plot#flux was like. i think you can do a storyline w like. a bunch of different plotlines that all ties up but it was confusing#😭😭 it ws like. ig rhe most engaged i was w/ 13 but thats just bc stuff was being thrown at me constantly...#but ya. its rly nice to see donna again after having a bunch of companions who just didnt feel like they got their time to shine. in my eyes#bc donna feels so well written and real and like. believable to me. like it feels like shes an active member instead of like. just standing#around and then having her alloted 4 minute emotional conversation before jumping back into action. yk#also i literally said as soon as the bigeneration happens Oh rhis is good 14 can judt go be a weird uncle. ajd then he literally did#so funny tho that rose and donna get their own tennant doctors and then my best friend martha is just chopped liver ig.#good for her tho. that man needs to stay away from her (joke)#but ya. YAY. intrigued by nailpolish woman its also fun bc weve gotten to the point where my mom has only watched the episodes once#so she knows less and its more fresh for her#which is rly fun. im a little worried about umm. when were fully caught up#bc i believe my mom and dad watch the eps together#and like. yk. much love to my dad but like. idk me and my mom have a specific sort of banter when we watch and like. he sits in sometimes#and i tend to just go silent 😭😭😭#its like. not a conscious thing i just. yk. i have trouble being Relaxed when theyre in the same room together
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mother duck | carlos sainz social media au
pairing: carlos sainz x fem presenter!reader
carlos kissed her goodbye before she went to the rookie round table, he didn’t realise she’d come back with five ducklings of her own
MASTERLIST | TIP JAR
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f1: head over to our youtube channel now to get to know our crop of new drivers at the rookie round table!
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user1: i have been moved
user2: more of this type of content please
user3: i think they could’ve gotten at least a couple of hours of footage here those kids love to talk
yourusername: not what i’ve been used to but a blast nonetheless!
kimiantonelli: you will be coming to all of the races, right?
kimiantonelli: right? please!
yourusername: yes, i will be there kimi don’t worry
kimiantonelli: omg yay!
user4: oh no… they’re attached…
user5: someone call carlos sainz, is he aware he’s become a father of five overnight?
carlossainz55: excuse me?
gabrielbortoleto: hi!
carlossainz55: no no no i don’t do all of this grid kid nonsense
isackhadjar: please don’t say that i have abandonment issues :(
carlossainz55: what ???
user6: bro sat back and watched charles adopt all the kids last season but now it’s his turn
user7: ollie is meant to be charles’ grid kid…
charles_leclerc: A ROBBERY?
carlossainz55: you can keep him !!!
olliebearman: you don’t want me 😢
yourusername: carlos don’t be mean to them!
carlossainz55: what the fuck is going on right now ???
user8: carlos left his gf for one 20 minute interview and now has kids ?
user9: ugh i’ve missed this chaos
jackdoohan: can we do all media with you @yourusername ?
yourusername: i don’t think so :(
jackdoohan: so not fair :(((((
jackdoohan: if we don’t have media with you can we at least come to dinner?
kimiantonelli: i’m free for dinner!
gabrielbortoleto: me too
isackhadjar: me three
olliebearman: can we get italian?
carlossainz55: nuh uh it’s date night tonight
kimiantonelli: *our date night
carlossainz55: no?
yourusername: come on carlos…
carlossainz55: fine! but just this one time
user10: it’s going to be a long season for mr sainz i fear
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yourusername: australia that’s a wrap on qualifying - a few surprises at both ends of the grid!
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user11: i am an old man who usually hates the fluffy stuff off of track but kimi going in for a hug in the media pen was very cute
user12: i think people forget just how young he is so it’s good he feels he has other people to go to in the paddock!
user13: his poor media handler looked very confused
olliebearman: can we definitely get dinner now :( talking to you in the media pen was probably the only good thing from today
yourusername: of course ollie! i know it was a tough day but you’ll get in the swing of it with the car
carlossainz55: i thought we were going to be able to shake them for dinner :(
olliebearman: CARLOS I AM IN DISTRESS PLEASE PAY FOR MY PASTA
yourusername: he clearly needs comfort!
carlossainz55: he doesn’t need comfort he’s trying to extort us
olliebearman: so you don’t love me enough to let me extort you?
carlossainz55: no?
user14: these rookies are cracking me up
user15: please strap them down in front of a camera and let them yap
gabrielbortoleto: did you see my save?
yourusername: i did! very impressive gabi
gabrielbortoleto: did you @carlossainz55 ?
maxverstappen1: so i mean nothing to you now?
gabrielbortoleto: NO! i love you max - did you see my save?
maxverstappen1: it was very impressive bubbles
carlossainz55: definitely not a ‘b grade’ driver
gabrielbortoleto: OMGGGG THANK YOU
maxverstappen1: i give up?
yourusername: i don’t really know what’s happening right now - but just go with it max, he still loves you he spoke at LENGTH about you to me just this morning
user16: these kids be attaching to anyone who looks at them
user17: they’re just like me for real
isackhadjar: looking forward to debriefing over garlic bread :D
yourusername: you were amazing today isack!
isackhadjar: hehehehehehehehe
carlossainz55: at least this one isn’t shouting at me
jackdoohan: what about me?
carlossainz55: you know what, you’ve bothered me the least so you’re my favourite
kimiantonelli: NOT FAIR
olliebearman: but i cycle?
gabrielbortoleto: but you liked my save?
isackhadjar: all i want is some garlic bread :(
yourusername: carlos! you can’t say one of them is your favourite - that’s not how kids work
carlossainz55: i never asked for this !!!
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carlossainz55: back in italy for imola and on a date with my favourite girl
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user18: carlos went to italy extra early so they could have dinner without the rookies intruding lmao
user19: bro is being haunted by five kids
user20: he’s better than me because i would crumble immediately
yourusername: no one else i’d rather be with
carlossainz55: i’ve missed being with you (just you)
yourusername: we’ve had just enough alone time i think
landonorris: gross
carlossainz55: not you too
landonorris: if you think about it i was technically your first kid…
carlossainz55: ONE NIGHT WITHOUT THIS NONSENSE PLEASE
user21: i think carlos might be losing his mind
alexalbon: oh he definitely is if his loud ramblings i can hear through the driver room walls
yourusername: i think he’s just like that?
carlossainz55: huh?
yourusername: you asked me on a date because you were talking to yourself loudly before our interview about ‘how pretty my smile is’
carlossainz55: my thoughts are loud!
carlossainz55: but in that instance i’m very glad they were screaming in my head
yourusername: i’m very glad too <3
user22: omg that’s such a cute/concerning meet cute
user23: the most carlos sainz thing ever i fear
kimiantonelli: i see our invite got lost in the mail?
olliebearman: and in kimi’s home country… that’s just cruel
carlossainz55: i would like ONE romantic night with the love of my life ALONE
carlossainz55: CAN I PLEASE HAVE THAT? I DON’T THINK I’M ASKING THAT MUCH
isackhadjar: you didn’t need to be that mean about it :(
kimiantonelli: i’m sorry, i just wanted to show you the best places in imola …
olliebearman: does this mean you don’t want to go cycling on thursday anymore?
jackdoohan: can i still go for coffee with y/n?
gabrielbortoleto: we just wanted to see you guys :(
yourusername: no my babies :((( we love you and of course we want to see you! we just need to have some alone time every once in a while
carlossainz55: y/n please stop feeding into this
carlossainz55: STOP SHOWING ME THE PHOTOS THEY’RE SENDING YOU OF THEIR SAD FACES
carlossainz55: FINE! WE’LL ALL GO FOR BREAKFAST TOMORROW NOW LET ME ENJOY MY NIGHT WITH Y/N
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gabrielbortoleto: that was a big one! i’m sorry to the team but i’m happy to say that i’ll be okay and will be back for the next race. thank you y/n and carlos for coming and keeping me company in the hospital!
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user24: okay i know we’ve all poked fun at the grid kid thing and how it’s so funny that carlos hates it but for real, i’m glad they were in the paddock and were able to be there for him
user25: that makes all the jokey stuff so much better honestly
yourusername: we’re so happy you’re all okay gabi!
gabrielbortoleto: thank you for coming! i know i’m a bit of a drama queen but my parents couldn’t come from brazil so thank you for not leaving me alone :)
gabrielbortoleto: can we have a ducky sleepover?
carlossainz55: a what?
gabrielbortoleto: y/n calls us her duckies! so a ducky sleepover would be all of us coming over (and getting ice cream)
yourusername: i think that’s an amazing idea
carlossainz55: okay, okay. but i am never calling you guys duckies.
yourusername: just you wait baby :)
user26: his radio just reminded me how young him and all the other rookies actually are
user27: i want to just wrap them all up in blankets and tell them it’s all going to be okay
user28: good thing they have y/n and carlos to do that
alexalbon: he won’t tell you this but he did run back to his drivers room to get gabi a jumper and a blanket, he’s a softy for them really
yourusername: that's my man 🥰
kimiantonelli: we’re the five duckies so please refrain from flipping into the barriers again please and thank you
yourusername: kimi?!
carlossainz55: that’s not how we word these things kimi
kimiantonelli: woah i’m trying to lighten the mood
olliebearman: everyone has been a real debby downer today - like three of us got points! (this is a joke, i am happy you’re okay gabi)
gabrielbortoleto: bring the mood back down, i’ve got some more things i want to get with my sympathy points
carlossainz55: gabi???
gabrielbortoleto: fernando taught me to take advantage of anything and everything
carlossainz55: that sounds about right…
user29: why is fernando still at the scene of the crime
kimiantonelli: he’s old! he won his last championship before i was born!
fernandoalo_oficial: @carlossainz55 control your kid
carlossainz55: excuse me? after what you’ve taught gabi?
fernandoalo_oficial: oh don’t act so innocent carlito - did isack or did isack not steal all of the goodies from the media pen because he MANIPULATED the comms girls
isackhadjar: i DID NO SUCH THING
isackhadjar: i am just a nice guy!
jackdoohan: he distracted them and i took them!
fernandoalo_oficial: scoundrels
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carlossainz55: as much as they’re annoying - i love our duckies and it’s going to take more than one DNF to turn me against them
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user30: oh wow he is a changed man
user31: i fear this is a real mark of maturity because believe me i’d be crashing the fuck out (pun intended)
user32: i mean now he’s seen it back he defo knows that it wasn’t really any one person’s fault
olliebearman: I’M SO SORRY CARLOS
olliebearman: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FORGIVE ME
kimiantonelli: what about me ????
olliebearman: you are NOT the priority here
kimiantonelli: we have a ship name ??? does that mean nothing?
olliebearman: not right now? not when our cycling sessions are on the line?
carlossainz55: are you guys finished arguing now?
olliebearman: can you forgive me now so we can get back to arguing
carlossainz55: i told you guys there’s no hard feelings, we all got squeezed in the rain - stop stressing
olliebearman: okay thanks
kimiantonelli: thx
kimiantonelli: anyway
kimiantonelli: HOW DARE YOU NOT WANT MY FORGIVENESS FIRST?
olliebearman: omg you’re so self-involved
jackdoohan: you gonna let him say that kimi?
kimiantonelli: ME? SELF-INVOLVED?
isackhadjar: ollie i can hear him bitching from here…
olliebearman: GASP!
gabrielbortoleto: kimi… clearly he doesn’t care about the sanctity of bearnelli
kimiantonelli: i can’t believe this 😖
yourusername: right okay let’s calm it down boys
carlossainz55: no this is quite entertaining let them keep going …
yourusername: so you are the bad influence
carlossainz55: if we have to keep them around i might as well enjoy it
yourusername: really?
carlossainz55: the longer they argue and instigate, the less they are bothering us and i can actually spend time with my girlfriend
user33: this whole comment section is just one big familial domestic
user34: they are everything to me
user35: carlos can never retire now i’m sorry those are the rules
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yourusername: omg all five of our duckies scored points and carlos was on the pdoium this weekend at silverstone!!! what an anniversary weekend, and our duckies remembered!
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user36: THE DUCKIES
user37: i don’t care how dumb the nickname is i love it so much
user38: free yourself from thinking everything is cringe
jackdoohan: so since you’re from silverstone, can we claim this as a home race so we can all say got points at home
yourusername: i’ve seen shakier logic from oscar so i’ll say yes!
oscarpiastri: RUDE
kimiantonelli: he’s just bitter because no one cares about his lil grid kid stunt in monaco anymore now we have y/n and carlos
oscarpiastri: omg ??? leave me alone
olliebearman: come say that to our faces 😡
jackdoohan: he won’t we out number him
iscakhadjar: 💪
oscarpiastri: you people are all like rabid dogs
carlossainz55: watch what you say about the duckies
oscarpiastri: this is crazy, you were the one who was constantly complaining about them
carlossainz55: yes well now i like them! and i don’t appreciate your tone
oscarpiastri: why weren’t you this nice to me as a rookie?
carlossainz55: eh?
gabrielbortoleto: he just likes us better!
carlossainz55: he’s not wrong…
oscarpiastri: fine! charles is a better grid dad anyway
oscarpiastri: and while we’re at it i’m gonna claim max as well
charles_leclerc: yeah i never complained about oscar, i took him in immediately!
maxverstappen1: i don’t know how i got roped into this but yeah - we’re better!
user39: you know what? sure
user40: i stopped asking questions a long time ago
user41: they got them gifts for their anniversary? that’s too fucking cute i can’t
user42: duckies you are so iconic
carlossainz55: i guess the duckies are good for one thing - gifts
yourusername: it’s definitely a perk!
carlossainz55: but i’ll deal with all of their chaos if it means being with you
yourusername: awwwww i love you too
yourusername: so much we have five kids before being married…
carlossainz55: is this a hint?
yourusername: i don’t know you tell me?
kimiantonelli: PLEASE DON’T PROPOSAL WITHOUT US THERE
jackdoohan: that is a threat
olliebearman: bagsy being a bridesmaid
isackhadjar: i know someone who can get you the eiffel tower?
gabrielbortoleto: omg my first wedding party !!!
carlossainz55: let’s all slow down for a second - i will propose but you little devils will not be involved…
yourusername: but they’re so cute 😢
carlossainz55: maybe… but only because i love you
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note: kinda on fire today? i will be crashing in like two hours so i had to be productive while i could be
#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 instagram au#f1 x you#f1 social media au#f1#carlos sainz instagram edit#carlos sainz x you#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz imagine#carlos sainz f1#carlos sainz#carlos sainz social media au#kimi antonelli#gabriel bortoleto#jack doohan#ollie bearman#isack hadjar
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Could you do an smau with Kimi Antonelli where he starts dating Verstappen!reader, and people joke about him dating her for Max because he's always fanboying about Max, thank you!
my brother, or me? -k.antonelli
summary: Kimi joins the grid with your brother, and you two stop posting each other on socials, cheating rumours spark, and your new album coming out doesn't help.
pairing: kimi antonelli x fem! singer! reader (i used tate mcrae as a face and album claim because she's so fucking good)
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youruser this is my boyfriend with a) my brother, b) his team boss (😐), and c) his best mate. the other two pictures of him are how he looks at me. the last picture is a representation of how i'm feeling. is it just a necklace?
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olliebearman it's just a necklace for me 🤷
kimiantonelli 🫠🫠🫠
mercedesf1team this is so… insane! 😹 -> youruser I CAN GET WORSE!
maxverstappen y/n, what the fuck is this? -> kimiantonelli NOTHING, she's insane -> youruser calling me crazy now? ⁉️ -> maxverstappen he's not wrong to... -> youruser both of you owe me an apology!
mercedesf1team we love kimi- toto -> youruser I LOVE KIMI. HE'S MINE! -> mercedesf1team we can share- toto -> youruser stan twitter will kill you. -> mercedesf1team he's all yours?- toto -> youruser YAY! @.kimiantonelli -> kimiantonelli please don't threaten my boss baby -> user242 why does he never play into her jokes? -> user82 ikr, it annoys me so much! can he not just join her in her whimsy? -> user2824 no, because she's immature and annoying, hope this helps xxxx
user24 Ollie and Kimi are awfully close...
user294 OLLIE AND KIMI PLEASE DON'T PULL A BROCEDES ON ME -> youruser I won't let them 🕺 -> user83 doing the lord's work -> youruser I try 🫶
paularon *honourable mention* the time when you surprised Kimi and Ollie was in his bed ⁉️⁉️ -> youruser better than the time i caught him looking at photos of my brother on pintrest😸 -> user57 he knows it's legal, right?
user855 My FAVOURITE part of Kimi and Y/n lore is that when she first met him she thought he was with Ollie 😹 -> user8356 nah, my fav gotta be when kimi freaked out over meeting max for the first time.
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mercedesf1team Rocking up to the paddock in style! 🦘🦘🦘
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youruser cutiepie! 🥧 -> georgerussell awh! thanks -> kimiantonelli she meant me?? -> youruser nah, i meant him. HE responds to my texts... unlike someone i know...
landonorris looking sharp
jackdoohan welcome to the homeland :) 🕺
user35 OMG HE'S SO HOT I NEED TO FUCK HIM -> youruser i get it🫠 -> maxverstappen please refrain from ever going on insta again -> youruser WHY IS EVERYONE TRYING TO CALM MY FREAK????
user8 a girl who is going to be ok
user924 YESSSS giving picture day realness!
user247 hamsters -> youruser I didn't see it in the tweet, but I see it with this one -> kimiantonelli ?????🤷♀️ -> youruser I'll explain when you get back to the garage -> kimiantonelli 👍 -> user28 they're so in love it genuinely HURTS me
user54975 i need a relationship like kimi and y/n
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youruser promise new music next week, but here's these cuties on the first race weekend of the season! 🏎️🏎️🏎️
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user7 P MENTIONNNNN -> youruser obvi, i have to remind everyone i'm the best aunt ever😏 -> user08 oh to be y/n verstappen's niece... -> user924 I WISHHHHHH
maxverstappen who's that strapping young boy? -> youruser if you're talking about yourself... I think we're past young mr. pushing thirty...??? -> maxverstappen no i was talking about kimi :) -> kimiantonelli thanks mate! -> youruser STOP TRYING TO STEAL MY BOYFRIEND FREAK! 🐺 -> maxverstappen *succeeding
user92 THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING
user358 they're both so pookie i cannot
user35 Once again, I ask myself WHY he's with HER. -> user123 ?????? -> user35 She's such a bitch and all she does is make fun of him, it's not cute, nor funny, and she goes around acting like it's hilarious. -> user123 has he complained once? -> user35 Not in public but I assume in private. Shocker that he likes her sister more than her.
paularon Y/n post a picture of herself challenge has been lost again...😔 -> user34 Paul gets it -> user234 PAUL PLEASE SAVE Y/N FROM KIMI -> user5588 ????? -> user234 he's so unwhimsy and boring compared to her, it's so sad how she has to dull herself down for him. 👎👎👎 -> user5588 has she literally EVER been dull? I DON'T THINK SO. -> user385 fr, people in relationships can be different kinds of people and once both of them are happy (which is true as far as we know), then why should we judge?
user995 WHY IS KIMI SO INTO MAX IT FREAKS ME OUT -> youruser THANK YOU -> olliebearman once i asked him if he ever fantasised about max when he was with y/n, he said no but... I didn't believe him.... -> youruser brb bleaching my eyes -> maxverstappen same. -> kimiantonelli NO I'M SORRY I WAS BEING TRUTHFUL I PROMISE 🙏🙏
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kimiantonelli Hard to put it in to words. Thank you all for the support xxx
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youruser my love 🫶 -> kimiantonelli my everything 🫶
user8 never felt more single in my life!
user554 why are they SO the alchemy coded
user5873 they were so cute then he won -> user248 when he ran out of the car, past his favourite person (y/n verstappen) to hug her brother instead? Or when he finally noticed her and gave her a tiny kiss and hug? -> user57756 become employed 😼
jackdoohan congratualtions mate! 🫡 -> youruser you're next on that podium, i feel it! -> jackdoohan let's hope so!
mercedesf1team Welcome to the family Kimi 'youngest race winner ever' Antonelli! -> youruser I know my goat. 😸
lewishamilton ⭐️
georgerussell amazing work mate -> liked by kimiantonelli
charlesleclerc major drive mate, well done
user556 why is it always about y/n in his comments??? ffs he just won a race!!!!! -> user57557 bc she's more famous than him? bc people care about their relationship? he's not going to pick you when he already has the most beautiful woman on the planet?
user577 WHAT A DRIVE!!!!!!!! -> liked by youruser
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youruser can confirm toto and I were in hysterics. holy fucking shit he won :)
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user99 my fav wag
user748 she's so me
mercedesf1team not hysterics- toto -> youruser and who was crying? -> mercedesf1team you u want him to have a seat next year? -> youruser YES PLEASE, I'M SORRY UR RIGHT IT WAS ME
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y/nverstappenHQ
liked by landonorris, kimiantonelli, pierregasly, and 325,593 others
y/nverstappenHQ 'so close to what' out next month, see you there xxx
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user5 kimi in the likes, not comments
user3847 OH PREPARE TO BE SICK OF MEEEEEE -> liked by youruser
user735 DIVA DOWN, DIVA DOWNNNNNN 🕺
paularon she's eating the house boots down houston we have a problem (did i use that right?) -> youruser why yes you did king! 👑 -> user835 no way we got paul aron saying THAT before GTA 6. -> georgerussell does anyone understand what any of that was??? -> paularon I'll teach you, just get me a meeting with toto, yeah? -> mercedesf1team I'm interested- toto -> paularon HOLY SHIT THAT WORKED WHAT 😼
jackdoohan the cuntiest of them all I fear -> liked by kimiantonelli
olliebearman WORK IT GIRL!!! 🕺🕺🕺
landonorris oh this is going to go HARD -> youruser you get it, and i appreciate that. 🧡
isackhadjar POOKIE IS EATING AND SERVING CUNTTTTTT -> youruser MY FUCKING BOY 🫡
user348 where tf is kimi rn? -> user2345 probably hyperventilating over his super hot girlfriend 😏
user245 Babe wake up, new y/n music just dropped. -> user348537 I'M FREAKING OUT ⁉️⁉️⁉️
user959 gorgeous gorgeous girls listen to y/n while watching formula one -> oscarpiastri they also listen to her while competing in f1 :) 🧡 -> landonorris HE'S SO DIVAA!!!! -> youruser oscar, i love you queen 🙏👑
christianmansell SLAYYYYYYY -> youruser SLAYYYYYYYYYYY
davidmalukas PRETTY BITCHES LISTEN TO Y/N VERSTAPPEN 💯💯 -> youruser YOU JUST GET ITTTTTTTTTT
maxverstappen please get off this app 👍 -> user475 DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS PLEASE MAX -> user457 older brother core
yourfriend UGH THIS ALBUM 💯💯 ->youruser ugh your gorgeous faceeee -> liked by yourfriend
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olliebearman
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olliebearman kimi when he finds out about his girlfriend's next album: picture one. kimi when he realises max is free to talk in the paddock: picture two. @.kimiantonelli @.youruser @.maxverstappen
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youruser it's a sad truth... he likes him more than me... 😿 -> olliebearman I still love you more than I love Kimi so it's fine. -> kimiantonelli ⁉️🤷♀️ -> user385 OLLIE AND Y/N????
user53 ollie is shooting his shot and i do not blame him
user356 when will they just ditch kimi and get together? they were always cuter together anyway? -> user66 SHE'S BEEN DATING KIMI FOR ACTUAL YEARS WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE 🙏🙏🙏🙏
yourfriend he's a bitch -> youruser PLAY NICE IT'S KIMI! 😸 -> yourfriend ...👎
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isackhadjarprivate
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isackhadjarprivate us when we hear kimi embarrass himself in front of max AGAIN
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yourprivuser ik he's ur grid dad, but let him live @.kantonelli
pauloaron no way ISACK (aka the KING of embarrassing himself in front of Lewis Hamilton) had to call him out 🙏
olliebear the girls are fighting! 🕺 -> youruser he's learning! 👑
estebestie ...
lewishamilton it is pretty bad... 🙈
max4verstappen guys let's not be mean :( -> kantonelli exactly!
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paularon
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paularon Us enjoying our time away from our son (aka Kimi, her boyfriend)
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jackdoohan MI BABES -> youruser MI JACKIE!!!
olliebearman looking fabulous paulito ->liked by paularon -> user385 MY PAUOLLIE HEARTTTT
user23 still boyfriend??? -> user556 be so fr they deffo broke up -> user323 if they broke up i don't believe in love. -> user345 please get a job.
kimiantonelli invite me? -> youruser i did :( u said no. -> user4 istfg if kimi hurts her i'll CURSE HIM
landonorris stop i want to be your frienddddd -> youruser invite me to mclarennnn bitch
pierregasly looking cute -> youruser why are u in love with paul? -> pierregasly why aren't you?
user555 DID ANYONE CATCH PIERRE'S COMMENT LMAO -> user99 PAULY/N TRUTHERS RISEEEEEE -> user13 he's so me it's crazy
liamlawson the pookie group :) -> youruser you're my pookie
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olliebearman
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olliebearman flicks from the past couple races, adios to Y/n and GOOD LUCK ON TOUR!
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user76243 so we're not talking about ioio? -> user356 i'm employed what does this mean -> user58583 basically the girl in the middle is a singer (y/n verstappen) and is dating the f1 rookie kimi antonelli, and she just released a song that makes it look like kimi cheated... no one in the paddock or her has said anything so we have no idea if that's actually what's going on
user576 BADDIE ALERT 🚨🚨🚨
maxverstappen who's the gremlin in the middle photo? -> kimiantonelli she sometimes comes into my garage to touch my hair... freaky. -> maxverstappen she does the same to me... freaky... -> youruser please stop with the joint bullying i just like to play with hair :) -> kimiantonelli weird hobby but i love you anyways so i guess it doesn't matter :) -> maxverstappen as sweet as it is to know my sister is loved, please refrain from doing it on instagram -> kimiantonelli 👍 got it max! -> youruser LET ME BE LOVED OUT LOUD MAX FFS NOT ALL OF US HAVE A FAMILY -> maxverstappen I'm your brother?? -> youruser I don't even know what i meant there??? -> user50 y/nkimi CRUMBS and he's in love omfg they're so cute
jackdoohan how's that hottie in the third slide single? 😏 -> paularon have you seen him and kimi? I wouldn't exactly call him single -> user767 PAUL WHAT DO YOU KNOW?????
user87y/n is GLOWING post break-up. she's seriously so stunning
user75 Y/NPAUL TRUTHERS RISEEEEEE -> user784 I've been here
gabrielborteleto the divas are in town 🙀
liamlawson BADDIE PAUL 😻😻😻 -> paularon "bad crash for lawson, straight into the barriers in the first turn" -> this u? -> liamlawson do you live to humble me? -> youruser I do... 😼
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f1WAGgossip
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f1WAGgossip Trouble in paradise? Singer/songwriter, WAG to Kimi Antonelli, and sister to Max Verstappen, Y/n Verstappen, recently released a song called 'it's ok, i'm ok', possibly alluding to the idea that Kimi might've cheated on her! They haven't been seen much together, though she has been in the paddock, but now she's going on tour.
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user37 y/n nation we ride at dawn
user25 I KNEW PAUL WOULD'VE BEEN BETTER FOR HER -> user5779 0 days since a pauly/n 'truther' has pissed me off. she's clearly better suited to ollie. -> user565 SHE'S DATING KIMI?????
user935 PLEASE SAY THIS IS A JOKE
user2133 finally she's free of him -> user356 ???? -> user2133 i just think they're not right for each other. she's so extroverted and open and he's just so... not. Like he seems extroverted but just not with her, and he seems to not get her humour. -> user84 key word? SEEMS! you know nothing about their private and personal relationship.
user244 PLEASE SAY KIMI IS SINGLE NOW
user73 finally i have a chance with kimi! -> user935 do you enjoy humiliating yourself online?
user358 guys i fear this might be the end of kimiy/n, her friend and pierre gasly liked this... -> user55 ok, and let's be so real, her friend fucking hates kimi. -> user546 maybe she has a reason to? she actually knows him personally????
user3853 my mate is in F2 and knows kimi and said he's been just off his phone for the past few weeks. i think they broke up AGES ago. -> user76 deffo had nothing to do with the fucking F1 season starting up, right? you are a moron, so is your friend.
user46 pierre here for the drama and i respect it
user7835 CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE NEW ALBUM AND HOW GOOD SHE LOOKS???
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youruser
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youruser holy shit! tour is underway, max actually (WILLINGLY) came to a show, and got p1 the next day! I must be a good luck charm!
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jackdoohan might need some of that good luck over here in alpine... -> youruser bro you've had three podiums in an alpine wtf are you on about????? -> jackdoohan how hard did you hit your head last night???
user83 NO KIMI LIKE? IS IT OVER ???? -> user2567 i'm done if they are -> user3678 sleeping on the highway brb!!!
user35702 KIMI IS GONE, PAUL YOU MUST RISEEEEE
user244 OLLIE HAS A CHANCE!!!! -> user7565 yall are crazy they havent even TOLD anyone yet. Just let them live.
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kimiantonelli
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kimiantonelli Great season so far, up to P2 in the constructors, and P3 in the drivers. Can't wait to go back to racing, but first, some rest :)
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user835 not to be chronically online but y/n hasn't commented or liked???
user530 babes... it might be over.
user995 broke up with his sister, but still gotta get max in, i respect the grind.
user123 this is so insane i fear
user92 he looks so sad :( -> user573 he's a grown man -> user83 babe he's 18 and has been dating her for 3 years, it's a big deal
user8357 why isn't anyone talking about his incredible start to the season???
user345 guys i'm so devastated
oscarpiastri Putting in the work mate, good job! -> liked by kimiantonelli
alexalbon Forza Kimi -> liked by kimiantonelli
user3575 if my boyfriend broke up with me, i'd kill my brother for still being his fucking photodump -> liked by yourfriend
user375 ollie still making it into the photodump is so boyfriend coded
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f1WAGgossip
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f1WAGgossip Crisis averted! Kimi and Y/n are fine (as far as we know), and he actually visited her at her show last night in Montreal. He surprised her on stage and everything!
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user83 I'M SORRY DID YOU SEE THE WAY HE LOOKED AT HER??
user34 she looked so stunning last night, and he was ENTRANCED fr -> user84 i get it.
user75 this is the best news i've had all week, and I passed the bar this week
user457 they're my fav couple -> landonorris same tbh
user450 can we talk about how yourfriend was adding fuel to the flames?? like wtf -> yourfriend lol, my b. kimi pissed me off. He's actually so in love with her it's so annoying and he takes her away from me :( -> youruser I still love you too :)
kimiantonelli People thought we were broken up? @.youruser -> user8435 LMAO -> user47 dude didn't even know -> user57 have you been living under a rock???? -> kimiantonelli No, I've been racing???? -> youruser could've sworn i told you, sorry love :) -> kimiantonelli all goo love. just to check, we aren't broken up, right? -> youruser nope. i'm all yours. -> kimiantonelli 👍 -> user353 why is he a thumbs up warrior?? -> user7565 they're so cute i want to claw my eyes out.
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I love Dad Lando! I wonder if you could do one where his little girl has a crush on Max Verstappen and runs away to the Red Bull garage, and Max has a lot of fun with her.
Tiny Crush
Lando had always loved bringing his three-year-old daughter, Yn, to race weekends. Ever since she was old enough to babble excitedly about cars, she had been his little shadow in the paddock, clinging to his hand and absorbing everything he told her. It made his heart swell every time he saw her wide-eyed wonder as she watched the cars zoom by.
But lately, he had noticed something—Yn was spending more and more time at the Red Bull garage. And not just anywhere in Red Bull, but specifically with Max.
At first, Lando had shrugged it off. Max had always been good with kids, and Yn had known him since she was a baby. But when, for the third race in a row, Yn asked to see Max before even stepping foot in the McLaren hospitality, Lando started to wonder. Was she mad at him? Had he done something wrong?
So, naturally, he did what any slightly panicked father would do—he called his mother.
"Mad at you?" His mum had laughed down the phone. "Lando, sweetheart, she’s three. She’s not mad at you."
"Then why does she keep running off to see Max first? It used to be me," Lando had huffed, pacing around his hotel room.
His mother chuckled again, and he could practically hear the amusement in her voice. "Oh, Lando. She probably just has a tiny crush on Max."
"A crush?" Lando nearly dropped his phone.
"Yes, darling. It happens. Little girls get their first crushes on nice, safe adults they feel comfortable with. It’s harmless."
Lando had groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. "So she’s not replacing me?"
"Of course not. You’ll always be her number one, but sometimes, little girls like feeling special around someone new. Just enjoy it. And maybe tease Max a little while you're at it."
Now, sitting on the edge of the bed in their hotel suite, Lando gently brushed Yn’s long, slightly tangled hair. She sat in his lap, her tiny hands resting against his arm as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.
"Papa?" Her voice was small, hesitant.
"Hmm?" Lando carefully worked out a knot, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.
"Can we see Max today?"
Lando had to fight down his grin. He knew it. He knew it.
"Yeah, princess, we can see Max," he promised, pressing another kiss to her temple.
Yn giggled, her little feet kicking happily against his legs. "Yay!"
Lando shook his head fondly. "You’re lucky I like Max."
Yn turned in his lap, blinking up at him with her big, innocent eyes. "You love Max."
Lando sighed dramatically. "Yeah, yeah, I do. But not as much as I love you."
She grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight hug. "Love you too, Papa."
When they arrived at the paddock, Lando automatically reached down to pick Yn up, but she huffed, swatting at his hands.
"Papa, I’m big," she reminded him. "No carry."
Lando smothered a laugh. "Alright, alright. No carrying. Hand?"
Yn considered it for a moment before nodding, slipping her tiny fingers into his. Together, they walked through the paddock, greeting a few people along the way. But the second the Red Bull garage came into view, Yn dropped his hand and took off running.
"Yn—!" Lando started, but it was no use. She was already weaving through the crowd like she owned the place.
Lando jogged after her, arriving just in time to see her tug on the shirt of one of the Red Bull mechanics. The man turned, grinning when he saw who it was.
"Hey, sweetheart," the mechanic greeted. "Looking for Max?"
Yn nodded eagerly. "Is he here?"
The mechanic chuckled, pointing toward the back of the garage. "Right over there."
Yn wasted no time. She darted toward Max, who was leaning against a workbench, chatting with one of his engineers. The second he saw Yn running toward him, he crouched down, opening his arms just in time for her to launch herself at him.
"Max!" she squealed.
Max laughed, catching her easily. "Hey, kleine prinses," he greeted, using the Dutch nickname he had given her. "Missed me already?"
Yn nodded, her small hands clutching at his race suit. "Missed you lots."
Max grinned, shooting Lando an amused glance. Lando, now leaning against the garage wall with his arms crossed, rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. You’re stealing my child."
Yn turned her head, frowning at Lando. "Papa, no stealing. I still love you."
Max snickered. "See? She still loves you."
Lando sighed dramatically. "Barely."
Yn giggled, then turned back to Max, her voice suddenly shy. "Max?"
"Hmm?" Max adjusted her slightly in his arms, giving her his full attention.
"Can we go on a track walk today?"
Lando watched as Max’s expression softened completely.
"A track walk?" Max repeated. "With me?"
Yn nodded eagerly.
Max glanced at Lando. "That okay?"
Lando sighed but smiled. "Yeah, go ahead. Just make sure she doesn’t run onto the track."
Max grinned. "Deal."
Before they left, Max grabbed a spare Red Bull cap, adjusting it on Yn’s head. It was far too big, practically swallowing her whole, but she beamed up at him like he had just given her the best gift in the world.
Lando groaned. "Great. Now she’s Red Bull-branded."
Max just smirked. "She has good taste."
Yn reached for Max’s hand, gripping his fingers tightly as they made their way toward the track entrance. Lando followed a few steps behind, watching as Max slowed his pace to match Yn’s tiny steps.
"Max, how fast do you go here?" Yn asked as they reached the main straight.
"Really fast," Max replied. "More than 300 kilometers per hour."
Yn’s eyes widened. "That’s so fast."
Max chuckled. "It is. But don’t worry, I’m very good at driving."
Yn nodded seriously. "I know. That’s why I like you."
Lando bit his lip, trying so hard not to laugh. Max, on the other hand, grinned.
"You like me, huh?" Max teased. "More than Papa?"
Yn gasped dramatically, spinning around to face Lando. "No! Papa is best! But Max is second best."
Lando feigned offense, clutching his chest. "Second?!"
Max smirked. "I’ll take it."
They continued their walk, Yn firing off questions about everything—the corners, the tire marks, the pit lane. Max answered each one patiently, even demonstrating a few racing lines by jogging ahead and showing her where to brake.
By the time they made it back to the paddock, Yn was yawning, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Max handed her back to Lando, who hoisted her up despite her earlier protests about being "too big to be carried."
"Thanks for entertaining her," Lando said, adjusting Yn on his hip.
Max smiled, brushing a strand of hair from Yn’s forehead. "Anytime."
Yn wrapped her arms around Lando’s neck but peeked over at Max, her voice soft. "Can we do it again?"
Max grinned. "Of course, kleine prinses."
Lando groaned. "Great. Now I have to share my daughter with you."
Yn giggled sleepily. "Love you, Papa. Love you, Max."
Max patted her back gently. "Love you too, little one."
And despite his teasing, Lando couldn’t help but smile. Maybe sharing wasn’t so bad after all.
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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed this story. My requests are always open for you.
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White Horse - Chapter 13: February 2024 - Part 2
Pairing: Max Verstappen x Isabelle Leclerc (Original Character)
Summary:
Max Verstappen is a World Champion. Isabelle Leclerc is invisible.
She watched her family give up everything for Charles’ career—Arthur’s karting, their father’s savings, even her childhood horse. She understood. She never asked for more.
But Max does. He notices the things no one else does, listens when no one else will, and puts her first in ways she never imagined. With him, she isn’t an afterthought—she’s a choice. And for the first time, she realizes she doesn’t have to be invisible.
Warnings and Notes:
we have now moved on from Charles bashing to bashing his whole family, Discussions of toxic past relationships, talk about loosing a childhood pet, toxic families, Me trying to write therapy sessions.
As always big thanks to @llirawolf , who listens to me ramble
Group Chat: HELP ME
(Members: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Daniel Ricciardo, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton)
Lando: ok wait, are we sending flowers??
Oscar: flowers seem good
Daniel: FLOWERS YES but like what KIND of flowers
Lando: nothing too funeral Lando: nothing too romantic Lando: nothing too "you almost died but like in a chill way"
Lewis: you guys are the worst crisis team I’ve ever seen
Oscar: YOU’RE IN THIS TOO LEWIS
Lewis: i’m saying it with love.
Daniel: ok no roses…roses feel wrong
Carlos: no lilies either, too funeral
Lando: sunflowers??
Oscar: too happy Oscar: feels like "yay you survived!" party energy
Daniel: small soft bouquet?
Lewis: yeah Lewis: something like daisies Lewis: baby’s breath Lewis: stuff that feels gentle
Oscar: Lewis Hamilton out here secretly a florist
Lando: I KNEW IT
Lewis: I just have better taste than you idiots.
Carlos: confirmed.
Daniel: ok so like gentle happy survival flowers
Oscar: can we also send cookies?
Lando: yesssssssss
Lewis: i’m ordering them now Lewis: no glitter. Lewis: no weird colors. Lewis: keep it simple.
Daniel: who’s writing the card???
Lando: "Dear Belle: Sorry the world is trash. Love, some idiots who are rooting for you."
Oscar: perfect.
Carlos: send it.
***
Text Messages: Daniel Ricciardo & Max Verstappen
Daniel: Hey mate. Daniel: Just heard from Lewis what happened last night. Daniel: Wanted to check — is Belle okay?
Max: Yeah. Mild concussion. Some bruises. They kept her overnight for observation. She’s home now. Resting.
Daniel: Fuck, man. Daniel: I’m glad she’s alright. Daniel: That must’ve been scary as hell.
Max: It was.
Daniel: If you need anything. Daniel: Or if she needs anything. Daniel: You know — groceries, errands, new car — whatever. Daniel: We’re all around.
Max: Appreciate it. Thanks, mate.
Daniel: Seriously, anything. Daniel: Give her a hug from all of us, yeah? We’ll send flowers. Oscar insisted on Cookies too.
Max: I’ll tell her. She’ll appreciate it.
Daniel: Good. Tell her we’re all thinking about her. ***
Leclerc Family Group Chat
(Members: Arthur, Isabelle, Charles, Lorenzo and Pascale)
Arthur: Hey, can you grab croissants on your way over?
Charles: And coffee. Please.
Lorenzo: Maman needs flowers for her lunch today.
Pascale: Isabelle, mon ange, if you have time, could you pick up some things from the market?
Isabelle: Yeah, no. Can’t. I was in a car accident last night.
Arthur: ???
Charles: WHAT.
Lorenzo: What do you mean you were in a car accident???
Arthur: This better not be a joke.
Isabelle: I’m fine. A drunk driver ran a red light and hit me. I spent the night in the hospital for observation, but I’m okay.
Pascale: WHY AM I ONLY HEARING ABOUT THIS NOW?
Arthur: Yeah, kinda rude to just drop that on us.
Isabelle: EXCUSE ME???
Charles: Were you driving too fast?
Isabelle: NO.
Arthur: Were you on your phone?
Isabelle: IT WASN’T MY FAULT.
Lorenzo: But are you sure you weren’t distracted?
Isabelle: I swear to God.
Charles: Okay, okay. Do you need anything?
Isabelle: Just rest.
Arthur: Sooo… no croissants?
Isabelle: ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.
Arthur: Just asking.
Pascale: Isabelle, you should have told me immediately.
Isabelle: It was the middle of the night!
Lorenzo: You still could have texted.
Charles: Next time, at least let us know sooner.
Isabelle: Next time??? Do you think I PLAN to get hit by a car???
Arthur: …so that’s a no on the croissants?
***
Isabelle was curled up on their couch, a blanket over her lap, her hair still a little messy from sleep and bruises peeking out from under the neckline of his hoodie. She was nursing a cup of tea when Max came in from the kitchen with her breakfast.
“Here,” he said softly, setting the tray in front of her. “Eat something.”
She smiled up at him, touched. “Thank you.”
He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, but as he sat next to her, she noticed his eyes drift toward her phone, still open to the Leclerc family group chat.
Max squinted.
“What’s that?” he asked, his tone already shifting.
Isabelle blinked. “Oh. Just my brothers being… them.”
Max, already suspicious, plucked the phone gently from her lap before she could stop him.
Scrolled. Read.
And then he went absolutely still.
When she finally looked at him, his entire body was tight with anger. Not explosive. Not loud.
Cold. Sharp. Deadly.
“They’re asking about croissants?” Max said, voice low and dangerous. “After you spent the night in the hospital?”
Isabelle opened her mouth. Closed it. Shrugged helplessly.
Max stood up abruptly, pacing a few steps across the living room like he needed to physically shake off the fury vibrating through him.
“They’re angry at you?” Max said incredulously. “For not calling them? After you got fucking hit by a drunk driver?”
Isabelle flinched. Not because he was yelling — he wasn’t. Max’s voice had dropped into that awful, simmering tone he only used when he was one second from completely losing it.
“They’re blaming you?” he said, his voice rising just slightly, like he couldn't believe the words as they left his mouth. "Like you did something wrong?"
"It’s not that bad," Isabelle said automatically.
Max spun to face her. His expression was something brutal and raw. "Don't," he snapped. "Don't defend them."
Isabelle curled tighter into herself, clutching the tea like it was a shield.
"They don’t mean it like that," she said weakly.
Max crossed the room in three strides, crouching in front of her again, his hands gentle even when his voice wasn’t.
"Belle," he said, fierce and low. "You could have died. You could have been killed. And their first reaction was to demand coffee and flowers and fucking croissants? To scold you like a child?"
Isabelle looked down, her throat burning.
Max caught her chin lightly, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"You are not their errand girl," he said, every word knife-edged. "You are not an afterthought. You are not disposable."
Tears slipped down her cheeks before she could stop them.
Max’s face softened instantly.
He pulled her into his arms, holding her so tightly she could barely breathe — but she didn't want to breathe anywhere else anyway.
Max let out a breath through his nose, still fuming. “Next time something happens, you tell me before you tell them. Actually—just always tell me first.”
“I did.”
That made him pause.
She looked up at him, soft smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “You were the first and only person I called.”
The fight in Max deflated just a little. His jaw relaxed, and his shoulders slumped as he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.
“Good,” he murmured. “Because I’ll never make you explain why your pain is valid.”
Isabelle pressed a kiss to his jaw, and despite the aches and bruises, she felt lighter somehow. Safer. Seen.
Max kissed the top of her head again, his voice low against her hair.
***
Text Messages: Sebastian Vettel & Max Verstappen
Sebastian: Hey, Max. I heard about what happened in Monaco. Isabelle okay?
Max: ... How do you—
Sebastian: Lewis.
Max: Of course.
Sebastian: He didn’t say much. Just that it was bad. And that you were with her. I figured I should check in.
Max: She’s alright. Concussion. Bruises. Scared the hell out of me, but she’s recovering. Resting at home now.
Sebastian: Good. I’m glad she’s safe. And I’m glad she has you.
Max: Thanks. Really.
Sebastian: Brave of you, keeping it from Charles. Man’s got a temper.
Max: So do I.
Sebastian: 😅 Fair enough. Sebastian: But seriously — that’s not an easy line to walk. Sebastian: Keeping something that important private.
Max: It’s not about him. It’s about her. She’s not ready for them to know. I’ll wait until she is. Whatever it takes.
Sebastian: Good. You’re doing the right thing. Sebastian: (And honestly... I don’t think Charles deserves to know until she’s ready to make him see her properly.)
Max: Agreed.
Sebastian: If you need anything — if she does — let me know. Tell her I’m thinking of her.
Max: I will. She’ll appreciate that. She always liked you, you know.
Sebastian: I like her, too. Always thought she was the strongest Leclerc. Even if no one noticed.
Max: I noticed.
Sebastian: I know. That’s why she’s with you.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Emilie Abadie
Max: Hey. Wanted you to hear it from me. Belle was in a car accident last night. Drunk Driver T-boned her.
Emilie: WHAT. Emilie: WHAT DO YOU MEAN. Emilie: IS SHE OKAY???
Max: She’s okay. Bruised, mild concussion. No serious injuries. She’s home now. Resting.
Emilie: Max. You can’t just DROP that on me. I nearly had a heart attack.
Max: Sorry. Didn’t want you finding out through someone else.
Emilie: Thank you for telling me. Is she... really okay? I mean, really?
Max: She’s shaken. But the Volvo did it’s job. It could be so much worse.
Emilie: Good. Emilie: Protect her, Max. Or I’ll break your kneecaps. (With love.)
Max: Would expect nothing less from you.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Emilie Abadie
Emilie: ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.
Isabelle: Hi??
Emilie: DON'T "hi" me. Emilie: I just found out you were in a CAR CRASH??? Emilie: A drunk driver hit you?? Emilie: AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME???
Isabelle: I was going to... Isabelle: I just didn’t want to worry you. I’m okay. Isabelle: Bruises, concussion. That’s it. I promise.
Emilie: Isabelle. Emilie: You’re literally my favorite human being on this planet. Emilie: You do not get to almost die and then not tell me.
Isabelle: 🥺
Isabelle: I’m sorry. Isabelle: I really am. Isabelle: It was just a lot last night. And Max was already there and—
Emilie: WAIT. Emilie: Max was there?? Emilie: You called him first???
Isabelle: ... Yeah.
Emilie: 😭😭😭😭 Emilie: Okay. Fine. Emilie: At least SOMEONE was looking after you. Emilie: (Still a little bit furious tho.)
Isabelle: I deserve that. I’m sorry.
Emilie: You are not allowed to apologize for getting hit by a drunk driver you absolute gremlin. Emilie: I’m just glad you’re okay. Emilie: (And also kinda glad Max is apparently ready to physically fight Monaco if needed.)
Isabelle: He’s very serious about it 😅
Emilie: Good. Emilie: You deserve people who take your safety personally. Emilie: And you deserve better than people who think you should apologize for surviving.
Isabelle: 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 Love you.
Emilie: Love you more, Belle. Emilie: See you soon. Emilie: (Also, Max better share the couch or I will fight him.)
Isabelle: 😂 I’ll warn him.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Victoria Verstappen
Max: Hey. Need to tell you something.
Victoria: Everything okay??
Max: Yeah. Now it is. Max: Belle was in a car accident. Drunk driver hit her.
Victoria: WHAT. Is she okay????
Max: Yeah. Concussion. Some bruises. She’s home now. Safe.
Victoria: Oh my god. Max. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?
Max: Took a few years off my life. But yeah. Better now.
Victoria: I can’t even imagine. Seeing something like that happen to someone you love... Victoria: I remember when you crashed in Silverstone…For a moment it just…that feeling. That helplessness. Like the world could just... rip the person you love away from you at any second. I know what that feels like.
Max: Yeah. Exactly that. One second everything’s normal. Max: Next second you’re standing in a hospital room wondering how you’re supposed to keep breathing if they don’t.
Max: Feels like everything inside me cracked open at once. Max: I’m never letting anything happen to her again. Max: I don’t care what I have to do.
Victoria: You can’t protect her from everything, Maxie. I wish we could. But you’re doing the most important thing already. You’re there. You love her. You make her feel safe. That’s more than enough.
Max: Sometimes it doesn’t feel like enough.
Victoria: It always feels like that when you really love someone. It’s the cost. But it’s worth it.
Victoria: She’s lucky to have you. And you’re lucky to have her.
Max: I know.
Victoria: Give her a hug from me. And Max?
Max: Yeah?
Victoria: Give yourself a little grace too. You’re allowed to be scared. You’re allowed to love her that much.
Max: Thanks, Vic.
Victoria: Always.
***
The apartment was dim and warm, the only light coming from the small lamp in the corner. One cat was sprawled across Max’s legs, purring softly; the other had wedged itself stubbornly against the arm of the couch.
It was quiet, comfortable — but Max barely noticed.
He was too busy keeping an eye on the hallway, listening for any sound of her.
Isabelle finally padded into the living room, wearing one of his hoodies and soft pajama shorts, her hair damp from a shower. She carried a mug of chamomile tea between her hands like it was a lifeline.
Max’s chest tightened when he saw the bruises — angry marks along her collarbone, a purple smear near her temple just so peeking out from underneath the bandage that covered her stitches — but she looked a little better.
Softer around the edges.
Steadier.
She settled in beside him without hesitation, leaning lightly into his side.
“Hey,” she said, voice gentle and tired but still teasing, still her. “What are we doing for Valentine’s Day tonight?”
Max blinked down at her like she had asked him if he wanted to fight a bull barehanded.
He set the remote down and turned fully toward her.
“Nothing,” he said firmly. “You’re resting.”
Belle blinked, surprised. “Nothing?”
“You got out of the hospital this morning, Schatje,” Max said, brushing his knuckles carefully along her jaw. “You’re bruised, concussed, exhausted. You’re not putting on a dress or pretending you have the energy for anything.”
She smiled sheepishly. “I wasn’t thinking restaurant. I was thinking… I don’t know. Candlelight? Dessert? A dumb rom-com?”
Max’s heart softened instantly.
“That’s different,” he murmured. “That I can work with.”
For a moment, there was a lull — the safe kind — until Belle sighed quietly and looked down at her tea.
“I’m sorry I ruined it,” she said.
Max froze.
“What?” he asked, sharper than he meant to.
“Valentine’s,” she said, voice even quieter now. “We were supposed to have a real night. You always say you don’t care about this stuff, but you still try. And instead, I ended up in a hospital bed, and you had to spend the night watching me sleep in an awful chair.”
Max blinked at her.
Once.
Twice.
Then, without a word, he took the mug gently from her hands and set it on the table.
“Belle,” he said, low and serious, “you are absolutely insane.”
She frowned. “That’s not—”
Max cupped her face in both hands, his touch achingly tender, like he thought she might break if he wasn’t careful.
He looked at her like she had just split the world open and made everything new again.
“You didn’t ruin anything,” he said, voice rough with the force of it. “You scared the hell out of me. That’s all. The only thing — the only thing — I cared about yesterday was that you were still breathing.”
Belle blinked, stunned.
Max leaned forward, resting his forehead gently against hers.
“You’re here,” he whispered. “You’re breathing. You’re safe. That’s all I want.”
Belle closed her eyes tightly, a tear slipping free before she could stop it.
“I just wanted it to be special,” she mumbled.
Max pulled back just enough to see her face, his thumbs brushing lightly along her jaw.
“It is special,” he said, fierce and quiet. “You’re here. You’re with me. There’s nothing more special than that.”
He exhaled hard, trying to keep himself steady, but the fear — the pictures his mind supplied, of her bleeding and dazed in that broken car — hadn’t really left him.
“You could have died, Belle,” he said, voice shaking despite himself. “And if you think I give a fuck about Valentine’s Day after that—”
He broke off, swallowing hard.
“You’re sitting here apologizing because I didn’t get to give you overpriced flowers and a chocolate box?” Max shook his head, breathing out a shaky laugh that was half disbelief, half heartbreak.
Belle let out a breathy laugh too, her voice cracking.
“Well, when you say it like that, I sound ridiculous.”
“You are ridiculous,” Max said fondly, his voice dropping to something unbearably soft as he kissed her forehead.
“You’re my Valentine every goddamn day, Belle. You don’t have to do anything except be here.”
And as he tucked her into his side, wrapping an arm around her, Max made himself a quiet, blistering promise:
Whatever it takes — he would make sure she always had a safe place to land.
***
Alexandra Saint Mleux had always loved Valentine’s Day.
Not for the grand gestures, not for the over-the-top declarations, but for the little things.
The small, specific ways Charles made her feel seen every year.
Last year, it had been a bracelet with a tiny charm that matched a doodle she'd made in a notebook once.
It was never about the price or the spectacle.
It was the way Charles remembered the quiet parts of her — the parts no one else seemed to notice.
Which was why she knew, before he even handed her the gift this year, that something was... off.
The box was beautiful — simple, elegant, wrapped in gold paper. But when she opened it, it was a generic necklace. Pretty, but impersonal.
Something anyone could have picked out of a catalog.
Charles was smiling at her expectantly, the way he always did, waiting for her reaction.
And she smiled back — because she loved him, because she didn't want to ruin it — but a small, quiet ache bloomed in her chest.
It wasn't about the necklace.
It was about the feeling that something had slipped, unnoticed, between them.
They went out for dinner after — a cozy little restaurant tucked away from the paparazzi, candles flickering between them — but even there, Charles seemed... distracted.
Tense in a way she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
It wasn’t until dessert, when she asked casually about his family, that she got a piece of the puzzle.
"Isabelle was in a car accident," Charles said offhandedly, swirling the last of his espresso.
Alexandra's heart stuttered. "Oh my God — is she okay?"
He shrugged, too casual. "It was just a little fender bender. Nothing serious. She’s fine."
Alexandra frowned slightly. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah," Charles said, waving it off. "She said she was fine."
He didn’t elaborate. Didn’t offer any more.
And Alexandra — who had seen the way Isabelle seemed to fold herself smaller whenever the family swirled too loudly around her — felt that same ache twist sharper.
Something told her Belle wouldn’t have made a fuss even if she wasn’t fine.
Something told her that Charles hadn’t really looked.
She said nothing, just smiled and let Charles change the subject back to racing, back to schedules, back to anything but the sister who maybe, just maybe, needed him to see her.
Alexandra tucked the necklace back into its box when she got home that night.
It was beautiful.
It just wasn’t quite hers.
***
The apartment smelled like coffee and something sweet.
Max had gotten up early — not because he was particularly good at mornings, or baking — but because Belle deserved something warm and comforting.
He’d managed toast, burnt only slightly, and found the last few frozen chocolate croissants buried at the back of the freezer.
Small things.
Safe things.
Belle was curled up on the couch in one of his old hoodies, knees tucked beneath her, Lilly on her lap, while Jimmy was laying on her legs and Sassy sat next to her like this was all beneath her, but was slowly inching closer, jealous to at she wasn’t getting any attention.
She looked small.
Tired.
Healing.
Max was wiping his hands on a dish towel when a knock came at the door.
He frowned, crossing the apartment in a few quick strides.
When he opened it, a delivery man stood there — arms full.
Two enormous bouquets, one a soft explosion of yellow and white, the other a careful arrangement of pink and cream roses, and a box tied up with a silky ribbon.
Max blinked.
Took the flowers and box with a muttered thanks.
Kicked the door shut behind him.
Belle looked up immediately, eyebrows lifting when she saw what he was carrying.
“What’s all that?” she asked, sitting up straighter.
Max set everything carefully down on the coffee table, tugging the little notes free from between the stems.
He read the first card — his mouth curving into a small, real smile, the kind he barely remembered how to make before her.
“This one’s from my family,” he said, tossing the card onto the table for her to see. “Flowers from my mom. Chocolate from Victoria.”
Belle’s mouth fell open slightly. “They didn’t have to—”
Max shrugged. “They wanted to.”
He kissed the top of her head before reaching for the second card, tucked between the wild, chaotic second bouquet and the neatly wrapped box underneath.
He read it, and let out a soft huff of laughter.
“And,” he added, setting the card down, “these are from the idiots.”
Belle blinked. “The idiots?”
Max leaned back against the couch, stretching his legs out lazily. “Lando, Oscar, Lewis, Carlos, Daniel. Group effort. They sent you flowers and a box of cookies.”
Belle stared at him, completely thrown.
“They said,” Max quoted dryly, “and I’m reading here, ‘Dear Belle: Sorry the world is trash. Love, some idiots who are rooting for you.’”
Belle let out a small, incredulous laugh — the first real one he’d heard from her since the hospital— and covered her face with her hands.
Max just watched her, something warm and achingly fond spreading through his chest.
When she lowered her hands, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes suspiciously bright.
“They’re ridiculous,” she whispered.
“They are,” Max agreed. “But they mean it.”
He shifted closer, resting his hand lightly against her thigh.
“Victoria sends her love, by the way,” he added. “Said next time you’re in the Netherlands, you’re not allowed to leave without a girls’ day.”
Belle laughed again — a softer, breathier sound this time — and toyed absently with the edge of her sleeve.
There was a pause.
A shift.
And then, almost too quietly to hear, she said:
“Your family’s starting to feel like mine too.”
Max stilled completely.
He turned, reaching for her hand instinctively, finding her fingers and curling his own around them.
Belle looked up at him, vulnerable in a way she almost never let herself be — open and a little raw, like she wasn’t sure she was allowed to say it out loud.
Max melted.
Utterly.
He cupped her face gently in both hands and kissed her — slow, deliberate, reverent — like he had all the time in the world just to love her properly.
When he finally pulled back, his voice was rough with emotion.
“They already think of you that way,” he whispered against her forehead. “You’re one of us, Belle. You always will be.”
She blinked fast, trying and failing to fight the tears burning her eyes.
Max just pulled her against his chest, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight.
Not too tight.
Just enough.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Victoria Verstappen
Isabelle: Hi Victoria, Thank you so much for the flowers and chocolates. It really meant a lot to me. You didn’t have to do all that.
Victoria: First of all: YES I DID. Second: you’re welcome. Third: you’re stuck with us now. No returns. No exchanges. No refunds. Family policy. Love you.
Isabelle: 😭 I love you too.
Victoria: Tell Max if he doesn’t keep spoiling you, I’ll show up and do it myself. (And make it VERY public and VERY embarrassing.)
Isabelle: 😂 I’ll warn him.
Victoria: Good girl. Rest up. Heal. And when you’re ready, come visit — Lio made you a "Get Well" card and it’s mostly just glitter but the intention was pure.
Isabelle: I can’t wait to see it. Thank you, Vic. Really. For everything.
Victoria: Always, Belle. Always.
***
Text Messages: Sebastian Vettel & Kimi Räikkönen
Sebastian: You’re not going to believe this. (Or maybe you will. You’re hard to surprise.)
Kimi: Busy. Make it fast.
Sebastian: Max Verstappen is dating Isabelle Leclerc.
Kimi: Huh.
Sebastian: That’s it? Huh??? I just dropped a nuclear paddock secret on you!
Kimi: Not my business. If they’re happy, who cares.
Sebastian: I mean. True. But still.
Kimi: Good for them. Hope she can handle him. Not many can.
Sebastian: I think she’s the only one who can.
Kimi: Makes sense. Quiet ones are dangerous. Good match.
Sebastian: Also apparently no one in her family knows yet. Including Charles.
Kimi: Charles will cry about it. Not my problem.
Sebastian: 😂
Kimi: Tell Max if he breaks her heart I’ll run him over with a snowmobile.
Sebastian: Will pass along the message.
Kimi: Good. Busy now. Kids want ice cream. Tell Max congratulations.
Sebastian: Will do. (Enjoy the ice cream.)
Kimi: Always.
***
Max hated this.
He wasn’t even trying to pretend otherwise.
He stood by the door, suitcase packed, keys and phone in one hand, looking like someone had asked him to do the impossible instead of board a plane for pre-season testing.
Belle watched him from the couch, a blanket wrapped around her, her bruises faded now but still faintly visible under the soft lamplight.
"You have to go," she said gently, reading his mind like she always did.
Max grimaced, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "I don’t like leaving you."
"You’re not leaving me," she corrected immediately, voice calm, steady. "You’re going to work. You’re doing what you love."
Max ran a hand through his hair, visibly struggling.
"You just—" he started, then stopped. "You just got hurt, Belle. I should be here. I should be with you."
"You are with me," she said, rising slowly from the couch and padding over to him.
She reached up and cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her.
"Every time you call, every time you text, every time you think about me — you’re here," she said softly. "I’m not alone."
Max closed his eyes, leaning into her touch like he physically couldn’t help it.
"And you’ll be home before you know it," she whispered, brushing her thumbs over his cheekbones. "Then you can hover and fuss and drive me crazy again."
A reluctant, broken laugh escaped him.
"I don’t want to leave you," he said again, more quietly now.
Belle smiled, tears prickling her own eyes — because even now, even with the whole world pulling him in a thousand directions, he was still here with her first.
"You’re not leaving me," she said again. "You’re just chasing your dreams. And I’ll be right here when you get back."
Max bent his head, resting his forehead against hers.
"You’re my dream too," he whispered.
Her breath hitched.
"And you’re mine," she whispered back.
They stayed there for a long moment — just breathing together — until finally, finally, Max exhaled.
He kissed her slowly, thoroughly, like he needed to memorize her, and she kissed him back just as fiercely.
When he finally pulled away, it was with visible effort.
"Promise me you’ll rest," he said, brushing his knuckles down her cheek.
"I promise," she said. "And you — promise me you’ll drive safe. Listen to GP. Don’t try to out-stubborn the car."
Max huffed a quiet laugh. "Bossy."
"Someone has to be," she teased, smiling.
He kissed her forehead one last time, squeezed her hand, and finally — reluctantly — turned to leave.
Belle watched him go, feeling the ache of missing him before he’d even stepped outside the door.
But it was okay.
Because he would always come home to her.
And she would always, always be waiting.
***
Text Messages: Lewis Hamilton & Max Verstappen
Lewis: Mate.
Lewis: Did you just drop off a bag of stuff at my motorhome?
Max: Yeah.
Max: Belle made something for Roscoe.
Lewis: I just opened it.
Lewis: A handwritten note. And homemade vegan dog treats???
Max: She insisted.
Max: Wanted to thank you properly.
Max: Even though she’s supposed to be resting.
Lewis: I don’t even know what to say. The note made me emotional and Roscoe is probably going to try and mug me for the biscuits.
Max: Good. He deserves them.
Lewis: Tell her thank you.
Lewis: Seriously.
Lewis: She didn’t have to do anything.
Lewis: I was just in the right place at the right time.
Max: You stayed.
Max: It matters to her.
Max: It matters to me too.
Lewis: You’ve got a good one there, Max.
Lewis: Also, if Roscoe explodes with happiness, I’m sending you the vet bill.
Max: He’ll be fine. Belle double-checked the recipe three times.
***
GP had known Max Verstappen for a long time.
Long enough to recognize when something wasn’t sitting right under the surface — even when Max didn’t say a word about it.
He noticed it that morning, before Max even climbed into the car. The slight tightness around his mouth. The way his hands flexed once, sharply, before putting on his gloves. The way his answers in the pre-session briefing were short, mechanical. Efficient, but colder than usual.
GP filed it away. Max would tell him when he was ready.
And he did — just after the second run of the day, in the shade behind the Red Bull garage, water bottle in one hand, telemetry printout in the other.
“She was in a crash,” Max said, his voice flat enough that if GP hadn’t been paying attention, he might have missed it.
GP frowned, stepping closer. “Who?”
Max didn’t look up. “Belle.”
The name hit harder than GP expected.
“What happened?” he asked, more sharply now.
Max’s jaw tightened. “Drunk driver ran a red. T-boned her car. Hit the passenger side, just behind the front wheel. Sent her spinning into a light post.”
Quiet. Clipped. Words that barely scratched the surface of the horror GP could hear pulsing beneath them.
GP stared. “Christ. Is she—?”
“She’s alright,” Max said. “Bruised. Concussion. Hospital kept her overnight.” He paused. “But it could’ve been a lot worse.”
GP’s stomach twisted sickly. He couldn’t — wouldn’t — let himself imagine Max getting that phone call in the middle of the night. Wouldn’t let himself imagine what it must’ve felt like to walk into a hospital room and see Belle curled up in a stark white bed.
And then Max said, in that same low, steady voice that somehow carried more weight than shouting ever could:
“The Volvo you helped me pick out for her? It saved her life.”
GP went still.
The memory flickered: Max months ago, texting him…asking for his opinion.
Just buy her a Volvo. Safe. Reliable. Built to last. Also one of the best crash-tested brands in the world. You did say you were thinking about kids, right?
And now — thank god — Belle was still breathing because of it.
GP swallowed thickly, feeling a knot loosen somewhere deep in his chest.
“Thank fuck,” he said hoarsely.
Max gave a short nod. No dramatics. No sentimentality.
But GP could feel the magnitude of it radiating off him like heat off the tarmac.
This — this — was the side of Max Verstappen few people ever saw. The side that loved without conditions. That protected without compromise.
“Thank you,” Max said quietly.
No dramatics. No fuss. Just that heavy, quiet sincerity Max reserved for the rarest moments.
GP reached out and clapped a hand to his shoulder — a solid, grounding gesture — knowing Max didn’t need anything else from him right now.
"I’d do it again tomorrow," GP said.
Max nodded again, and GP watched him turn back toward the data screens, pulling his headset on, ready to work like nothing had happened.
But GP knew better.
Max had always raced like he had something to prove. Now, this season, he was racing with something to protect.
And GP would make damn sure everything — the car, the strategy, the team — was ready for that fight.
Then there was no margin for error anymore.
Not even a sliver.
He pulled his headset back over his ears and keyed into the comms with a calmness he didn’t entirely feel.
“Let’s run another systems check before lunch,” he said smoothly. “And someone triple-check the safety settings while you’re at it.”
The comm crackled to life with quick affirmatives.
***
Text Messages: Gianpiero Lambiase & Eloisa Lambiase
GP: We’re getting you a new car.
Eloisa: ???
Eloisa: Good morning to you too?
Eloisa: What’s wrong with my car?
GP: Not safe enough.
Eloisa: You’re the one who picked it out, love.
GP: Doesn’t matter.
GP: We’re upgrading.
Eloisa: Did something happen?
GP: Yeah.
GP: Belle — Max’s Belle — she was in a crash last week.
GP: Drunk driver ran a light.
Eloisa: Oh my god.
Eloisa: Is she okay???
GP: Shaken. Concussed. But alive.
GP: Because she was driving the Volvo Max bought her.
GP: The one I told him to get.
Eloisa: Oh.
GP: Yeah. That’s why we’re getting you a better car.
Eloisa: Gianni…
GP: No arguments.
GP: Please.
Eloisa: …okay.
Eloisa: But only if I get to pick the color this time.
GP: Deal.
GP: Something with five stars on every crash test rating.
GP: I’m sending you options this afternoon.
Eloisa: (And coffee. You owe me coffee for giving me a heart attack.)
GP: Already on it.
GP: Triple order.
GP: Love you.
Eloisa: Love you too, you giant overprotective marshmallow
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Max Verstappen
Max: We need to get you a new car.
Isabelle: Max, I’m fine.
Isabelle: The Volvo did its job.
Max: Exactly. Which is why we’re getting another one.
Isabelle: You’re serious?
Max: Volvo customer for life now. I’m about to put their logo on my helmet at this point.
Isabelle: You’re ridiculous.
Max: Not taking chances, Schatje.
Max: Same model or you want to pick something else?
Isabelle: …I did love that car.
Max: Same brand, non-negotiable. Colour’s up to you. Same as before or something different?
Isabelle: Honestly? I liked the old one. That dark green felt like me.
Max: Then we’ll stick with it. Dark green it is.
Isabelle: You don’t have to do all this, Max.
Max: I do. I’m not letting you drive anything that isn’t built like a tank.
Isabelle: You’re going to spoil me until I forget how to function on my own.
Max: That’s the plan.
Isabelle: You’re impossible.
Max: You love me.
Isabelle: Very much.
Max: Fortunately, it’s mutual.
Isabelle: Fine. Dark green Volvo. But I’m picking the air freshener this time.
Max: Deal. As long as it’s not something that smells like cupcakes.
Isabelle: No promises. And it was strawberry.
Isabelle: Consider it payback for forcing me into an indestructible Swedish fortress.
Max: Best decision I ever made. Second only to falling in love with you.
Isabelle: You’re dangerous when you’re sweet.
Max: Only for you.
***
Alexandra wandered the halls, pretending to admire a modern art installation while covertly people-watching — one of her favorite pastimes when the pace of life let her slip out of the Ferrari bubble for a few hours.
She was standing near a collection of minimalist sculptures when she caught snippets of a conversation between two women nearby, both well-dressed, deep in quiet, intense discussion.
"I still can't believe it," one woman murmured, her voice low but urgent. "She could have been killed. Did you see the photos? That car was destroyed."
Her friend nodded, wide-eyed. "Near the tunnel, right? Total mess. And poor Isabelle — I mean, she's so sweet. She did that whole project for our office last year."
Alexandra’s heart stopped.
She took a tiny step closer, pretending to examine the sculpture in front of her.
"Isabelle Leclerc," the first woman said again, confirming what Alexandra already knew. "Such a shame. She's so talented. And to walk away from something like that — it’s a miracle, really. They said the drunk driver didn’t even hit the brakes."
Alexandra felt her stomach churn.
Destroyed. Miracle. No brakes.
That didn’t sound like a fender bender.
That didn’t sound like "nothing."
Another man chimed in, sounding grim. "I heard the paramedics said it was a miracle she didn’t have internal injuries. They were worried about a collapsed lung at first."
Alexandra blinked hard, the art blurring in front of her.
Collapsed lung.
Not a fender bender.
Not nothing serious.
She pressed her lips together, hands curling slightly at her sides.
The women moved on, voices fading into the low hum of the gallery, but Alexandra stayed frozen in place for a long moment.
When Charles had told her about the accident, he’d been so casual. So dismissive.
Alexandra swallowed hard against the knot forming in her throat.
Isabelle hadn't been fine.
Isabelle had survived something horrific.
And Charles — either through ignorance or unwillingness — had looked the other way.
Again.
Alexandra didn’t know what bothered her more: the fact that Charles hadn't seen it, or the gnawing fear that maybe he did — and just didn’t know what to do with the parts of his sister that didn’t fit into the neat, tidy picture of the world he needed to believe in.
She glanced down at her phone, thumb hovering over Isabelle name in her contacts.
For a moment, she debated it — reaching out, saying something, offering something.
But what could she offer that wouldn't sound hollow?
Her family saw her as nothing more than background noise and Alexandra loathed to admit that she was guilty of the same on more than a few occasions.
It was just…so easy not to think about Isabelle. Which sounded horrible, the longer she examined that thought.
Isabelle was so happy in the background, so sweet and kind in a way that never seemed to want any kind of attention for it.
So easy to overlook.
***
Text Messages: Alexandra Saint Mleux & Charlotte Di Pietro
Alexandra: Hey, random question. Did you know how bad Isabelle’s car accident actually was?
Charlotte: ?? I thought it was minor? That’s what Lorenzo said when I asked.
Alexandra: It wasn’t. I overheard people talking at the gallery tonight. Paramedics thought she might have had a collapsed lung. Car was totaled. Impact was bad — drunk driver didn’t even brake.
Charlotte: No one told me any of that. Lorenzo made it sound like a dented door and a headache.
Alexandra: Yeah. Charles too. He brushed it off like it was nothing.
Charlotte: …They’re acting like it’s an inconvenience.
Alexandra: Exactly. It’s been sitting wrong with me all night. Like there’s something broken there that no one’s talking about.
Charlotte: Maybe. But I do know they love her.
Alexandra: I don’t doubt that. But love isn’t the same as seeing someone. I’m not sure they know how to see her properly.
Alexandra: I am not sure we know how to see her properly. None of us thought to invite her to lunch…you know, when we ran into her.
Charlotte: You are right…They aren’t the only ones guilty of forgetting her…
Charlotte: Speaking of forgetting.
Charlotte: Guess who forgot about Valentine’s Day until the morning off.
Alexandra: Oh? (Spill.)
Charlotte: Valentine’s Day. Lorenzo didn’t plan anything. Literally nothing.
He said, "Well, it didn’t feel like a big deal this year."
Charlotte: Later he grumbled that "normally Belle helps" and "everything feels off without her."
Alexandra: Wait, what?
Charlotte: Yeah. Apparently Belle used to remind them, plan ideas, even organize half the stuff so they wouldn’t forget.
Alexandra: …Oh my god. Alexandra: That tracks. Alexandra: You know, her friend once joked that Isabelle was the one who bought all my birthday presents from Charles.
Charlotte: Wait, seriously??
Alexandra: Apparently. Alexandra: I didn’t take it seriously at the time — Alexandra: Thought it was just teasing. Alexandra: But now… Maybe it was true.
Charlotte: She shouldn’t have to carry everyone. Charlotte: It’s not fair.
Alexandra: No, it’s not. Maybe it’s a good thing they’re feeling the consequences now.
Charlotte: Let them sit in it. They need to learn.
Alexandra: Agreed.
Charlotte: (Also. Are you ready for Arthur's dramatic downfall?)
Alexandra: LOL. The girlfriend disaster?
Charlotte: The girlfriend disaster. At this point, I’m tempted to bet how long until he posts a sad song on Instagram.
Alexandra: 100 euros says it’s before Thursday. Bonus points if he posts cryptic black-and-white stories too. With quotes he definitely doesn’t understand.
Charlotte: You’re on.
Alexandra: God help us all.
***
The Bahrain paddock buzzed under the heavy sun — mechanics shouting, tires rolling, the faint scent of burning rubber hanging in the air.
Charles leaned against the barrier separating the hospitality areas, sipping from a bottle of water as he chatted with Pierre, both of them still in their race suits, unzipped halfway down against the heat.
Pierre had just casually asked, somewhere between a joke and genuine concern, "Hey, by the way — your sister’s alright, yeah? Heard she had some kind of accident?"
Charles waved it off immediately, flashing a small, tight smile. "Ah, yes. Isabelle is fine. Just a little fender bender."
Pierre nodded, a little relieved but still wary. "Good. Glad she’s okay. Monaco drivers, man."
Charles laughed lightly. "Exactly. Probably more dangerous in the city than on track."
But before he could say anything else, a voice cut through the air, calm and deliberate.
"It wasn’t a fender bender, Charles."
Charles blinked, turning instinctively toward the sound.
Lewis Hamilton stood a few feet away, gloves dangling loosely from his fingers, expression unreadable.
Charles frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
Lewis shifted his weight, crossing his arms over his chest. "I was there."
The words dropped like stones into Charles’ stomach.
"I saw the crash," Lewis continued, voice low and even. "Drunk driver ran a red light. Slammed into her side full speed. Spun her into a pole. The car was totaled."
Charles opened his mouth — but no words came out.
Lewis wasn’t finished. "Isabelle was trapped in the car. Shocky. Barely able to talk. I called the ambulance. Stayed with her until they got there."
Charles’ heart kicked hard against his ribs, cold and sickening.
He tried — for a second — to picture Isabelle in that moment.
Tried to imagine her small body pinned in a wrecked car, blood trickling down her forehead, gasping for breath.
It made something twist inside him — sharp and ugly and guilty.
"She’s lucky she survived," Lewis said quietly. "Don’t call it a fender bender."
The silence that followed was suffocating.
Lewis gave him one last look — not angry, not cruel — just disappointed. And then he turned, walking away toward the Mercedes garage without another word.
Charles stood frozen in place.
Pierre cleared his throat awkwardly after a beat. "Uh," he said lightly, "maybe you should... check on her properly. Yeah?"
Charles didn’t answer.
He just stood there, staring after Lewis, feeling — for the first time in a long time — the uncomfortable, foreign sensation of having missed something important.
***
Group Chat: HELP ME
(Members: Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris, Daniel Ricciardo, Carlos Sainz and Lewis Hamilton)
Lewis: Guys. GUYS.
Oscar: uh oh
Lando: what happened now
Lewis: Charles just called Isabelle’s crash a "fender bender." fender bender. LIKE. MINOR. INSIGNIFICANT.
Daniel: ...oh no.
Lewis: IT WAS BAD. Lewis: Bad enough that the car was crushed against a streetlamp. Lewis: Bad enough that she couldn’t even get the door open. Lewis: Bad enough that she was shivering and barely breathing and covered in cuts and glass.
Lando: Lewis is going full caps lock. This is bad.
Oscar: It’s worse than bad. He’s spiraling.
Lewis: I WATCHED HER BLEEDING IN A BROKEN CAR. Lewis: I HELD HER HAND UNTIL THE PARAMEDICS GOT THERE. Lewis: AND CHARLES IS OUT HERE LIKE "lol oopsie minor incident"????
Daniel: Breathe mate Breathe
Carlos: Yeah, deep breaths. We need you alive.
Lewis: HE CALLED IT A FENDER BENDER. I AM GOING TO LAUNCH HIM INTO THE SUN
Oscar: Not before Max does.
Lando: Max is gonna find out eventually and we will ALL need to evacuate Monaco
Lewis: I literally saw it. Lewis: I thought she was dead for a second. Lewis: And Charles didn’t even know how bad it was. Lewis: Didn’t even ask. Lewis: Didn’t even CARE.
Daniel: You okay mate?? Do you need snacks?? Or wine??
Carlos: Or a punching bag???
Oscar: Or a very large blunt object???
Lewis: I need Charles to grow a brain cell.
Carlos: Welcome to the nightmare brother.
Daniel: We have t-shirts.
Lando: and wine Lando: lots of wine
Oscar: and emergency stress snacks
Lewis: I’m bringing tequila next meeting. Lewis: We’re gonna need it.
***
Leclerc Siblings Group Chat
(Members: Arthur, Isabelle, Charles, and Lorenzo)
Charles: Isabelle. Why didn’t you tell me the accident was that serious??
Isabelle: Because you didn’t ask.
Arthur: Wait what? Serious?? I thought it was a little crash?
Charles: It wasn’t. Lewis told me today during testing. He was THERE. He said the car was totaled. You got spun into a post. You were trapped in the car, Isabelle.
Lorenzo: What do you mean, trapped?!
Isabelle: I didn’t want to worry anyone. I’m fine now.
Charles: You said you were fine. You made it sound like you got a scratch and drove home.
Lorenzo: That’s not the point.
Charles: You lied to us.
Isabelle: I didn’t lie. I said I had a concussion and bruises. And spent the night in the hospital. Which was all true. I said I was okay. Because I am.
Lorenzo: Isabelle, why didn’t you say anything?
Isabelle: Because I knew this would happen.
Isabelle: Exactly this.
Isabelle: You’d all get angry or guilt-trip me or turn it into something about you.
Charles: Of course we’re angry!
Arthur: You scared us, Isabelle.
Lorenzo: Do you think Maman could handle hearing you almost died?
Lorenzo: We are not going to tell her.
Lorenzo: I’m serious.
Lorenzo: It would crush her.
Lorenzo: Better she thinks it was nothing.
Isabelle: So let me get this straight.
Isabelle: You’re mad at me for not telling you…
Isabelle: And now you’re also deciding for me that Maman shouldn’t know?
Isabelle: Because you think she can’t handle it?
Lorenzo: Exactly.
Isabelle: Okay. Noted.
***
Raymond Vermeulen prided himself on knowing everything about Max Verstappen’s career — both on and off the track.
It wasn’t arrogance. It was necessity.
You didn’t manage Max Verstappen successfully by being two steps behind.
You stayed ahead. You anticipated. You knew.
Which was why, when Jos Verstappen of all people leaned over during a quiet moment at a post-testing dinner and casually said: "Max is serious about a girl,"
—Raymond almost dropped his fork.
He blinked, slowly, suspiciously.
Jos didn’t do casual. Jos didn’t mention Max’s girlfriends unless it was a complaint. Normally, the subject was treated like some embarrassing injury you didn’t talk about in polite company.
Raymond cleared his throat, playing it cool. "Oh? New?"
Jos grunted. "No. Been a while."
Raymond narrowed his eyes. "And you’re... okay with this?"
Jos shrugged. Shrugged.
Like Max Verstappen — his pride, his legacy, his entire life project — dating someone was just fine and normal.
Raymond was officially in uncharted waters.
"Who is she?" he asked carefully.
Jos reached for his beer, nonchalant. "Isabelle Leclerc."
Raymond froze mid-sip of his wine.
Isabelle. Leclerc.
As in Charles Leclerc’s little sister.
As in Ferrari’s golden boy’s little sister.
As in political nightmare fuel if the media ever got hold of it.
"You're telling me Max is dating Charles Leclerc’s sister," Raymond said slowly, like he was trying to defuse a bomb.
Jos grunted again. "Mmh."
"And you’re fine with this?" Raymond pressed.
Jos actually — God help him — almost smiled. "She's good for him."
Raymond sat back in his chair, stunned.
Not just because Max was apparently neck-deep in a secret, long-term relationship.
Not just because it was Isabelle bloody Leclerc.
But because Jos — notoriously impossible to please, allergic to softness — actually liked her.
Jos approved.
Raymond processed that for a long moment.
The earth hadn’t split open. The sky wasn’t falling.
Miracles did happen, apparently.
"Well," he said finally, recovering some professionalism. "That’s... good."
Jos nodded, unbothered. "She makes him happy."
Raymond exhaled slowly. If Jos was using words like happy, it was serious. Monumentally serious.
And suddenly, Raymond understood something deeper:
This wasn’t a passing thing.
This wasn’t a fling.
This was real.
Max had gone and fallen in love — quietly, stubbornly, like he did everything else — and somehow, without anyone noticing, built himself a life outside the machine of Formula One.
Raymond reached for his phone under the table.
Because if the media ever got a sniff of this, he was going to need a very detailed contingency plan.
And maybe a drink.
Or several.
***
The office was quiet.
Soft light filtered through gauzy curtains.
A pot of chamomile tea sat untouched on the side table.
Isabelle sat curled into the corner of the couch, sleeves of her sweater pulled over her hands, staring at the stitches in the rug instead of at Simone.
Simone waited.
She always waited.
Finally, Isabelle exhaled a shaky breath.
"It’s so stupid," she said quietly. "I shouldn’t be this upset. I didn’t even get badly hurt."
Simone didn’t flinch at the deflection.
She just tilted her head slightly.
"You’re allowed to be upset, Isabelle. Something frightening happened to you."
Isabelle bit her lip, fingers tightening in her sleeves.
"I didn’t even want to tell them," she said. "My family, I mean. I knew how it would go. And it did."
Simone’s voice stayed soft. "Tell me what happened."
Isabelle shrugged stiffly. "I mentioned it. Just… dropped it into the family group chat. Like ripping off a band-aid. Thought maybe they’d be a little worried, and then we’d move on… " she admitted softly.
Simone waited again.
Isabelle’s mouth twisted bitterly. "Arthur and Charles kept asking if I was distracted or speeding—like it was somehow my fault."
Simone’s brows furrowed slightly.
“And then a few days later, Charles found out that it wasn’t just a little fender bender. And suddenly they were angry with me. Because I didn’t tell them how bad it was. But I did. I told them that I was…I told them I had a concussion and bruises…And then Lorenzo," Isabelle continued, voice tightening, "he said—he said he wasn’t going to tell Maman. Because it would 'crush' her."
She laughed, a thin, broken sound.
"Apparently, I’m a bigger problem for them if I exist hurt than if I just… pretend everything’s fine."
Simone stayed silent, letting the words hang in the air between them.
Isabelle blinked hard, willing herself not to cry.
"It’s always been like that since Papa died," she said eventually, quieter now. "Maman either sticks her head into the sand—pretends bad things aren’t happening—or she panics. Makes everything about her fear."
Her voice cracked slightly on the last word, and she pulled her knees tighter to her chest.
"So I learned to make myself smaller. Easier. Less trouble." She smiled bitterly. "Invisible, sometimes. That’s the safest way to survive it."
Simone leaned forward slightly, her voice still low, but firm now.
"Isabelle, what happened to you wasn't your fault. Not the accident. Not your family's reaction."
Isabelle closed her eyes.
"It feels like it is," she whispered.
"It isn’t," Simone said. "You are allowed to take up space. You are allowed to be hurt. You are allowed to need help, without carrying their feelings on your back."
***
Group Chat: HELP ME
(Members: Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris, Daniel Ricciardo, Carlos Sainz Jr. and Lewis Hamilton)
Lando: okay Lando: hear me out
Oscar: this is already a bad start
Lewis: absolutely not
Daniel: proceed Daniel: i love bad ideas
Lando: what if Lando: instead of everyone panicking about charles finding out Lando: we just... Lando: tell him softly???
Carlos: what the fuck does "softly" mean
Lando: like, we ease him into it Lando: drop hints Lando: plant the idea Lando: subtle Lando: caring
Oscar: you're insane.
Lewis: he'll kill us all.
Daniel: ok but i kinda wanna see where he's going with this
Carlos: no Carlos: lando’s plans never end well
Lando: NO LISTEN Lando: like maybe Lando: i casually say Lando: "hey charles did you know belle’s been hanging out with max lately" Lando: and when he starts freaking out Lando: we just Lando: soothe him Lando: with like Lando: positive reinforcement.
Oscar: you think he's a puppy???
Lewis: lando. Lewis: this is the worst plan anyone’s ever had.
Carlos: you’re going to get us murdered.
Daniel: actually i’m free next thursday if we wanna die then.
Oscar: i vote no. Oscar: hard no. Oscar: hardest no of my life.
Carlos: softly = we still die Carlos: but maybe slower and more painful
Lando: NO NO Lando: like Lando: we sit him down Lando: give him snacks Lando: maybe a hug Lando: and then just... you know... gently mention that max is in love with his sister
Oscar: lando. be serious.
Lando: I am serious
Lewis: this is the worst idea i've heard in a long time
Daniel: give him snacks??? what is he, a wild animal???
Oscar: you’re going to get us killed.
Lewis: softly telling charles is still telling charles. he’s gonna go full Leclerc rage no matter what.
Daniel: AND THEN MAX IS GOING TO KILL US
Lando: ok but hear me out again Lando: what if we tell him Lando: and then IMMEDIATELY leave the country
Oscar: i'm already packing my bags
Carlos: dibs on Spain
Lewis: i'm going to pretend i don't know any of you
Daniel: same
Daniel: i’ll be in australia by the time charles processes step one.
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pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader x alexandra saint mleux, reader x ex!max verstappen
summary: when max breaks up with you, you find solace in his childhood rival and his stunning girlfriend
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Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!singer!reader
Warnings: Cursing
Authors note: I guess I lied about the Lando thing… this songs just so Lando I can’t explain it and I’m actually obsessed with this song rn. You probably have to at least know the premise of the song to understand the second half of this.
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Thx tho max 🫶
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Yeah yeah 🙄
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📍Paris, France
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yourusername I can tell when somebody still wants me
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user17 oh yay they're gonna sneak diss in their Insta captions again
user18 I miss dad ☹️
user19 she's so pretty omg
maxfewtrell oh wonderful we’re doing this now
yourusername leave
user20 lando its your turn
user21 IM IN LOVE WITH HER
charles_leclerc I'm amused
yourusername congrats
user22 they're so messy I love them
oscarpiastri great he's about to drag me into doing something stupid because of this
yourusername that is not my problem
user23 I sense new music coming along
user24 I do genuinely think he still wants her lowk
user25 they want eachother, don't lie. Its defo mutual
user26 😍😍😍
taylorswift 🤩
yourusername 🥰
jackantonoff 🤪
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user27 why is jack here???? New music???
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landonorris I have what I want
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user28 oh… yay
user29 🤩🤩🤩
user30 say what you want about their shitty personalities but they sure do know how to make an aesthetic post
user31 the shade is immense
maxfewtrell im nauseous
landonorris 👍
user32 they’re so into each other it’s actually insane
user33 OH MY GOD WE GET IT YOU MISS EACHOTHER
user34 🤩🤩🤩
user35 he’s so fine
user35 LANDO-
user36 now what’s y/n gonna do
user37 how long until they both apologize and get back together… these are not the posts of people who have healthily moved on from their previous relationship
user38 fine as hell lowk
oscarpiastri this is 100% the most healthy way to handle this
landonorris I didn’t ask
user39 all of their friends are so annoyed and it’s so funny
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maxfewtrell
Is this a song where you admit you’re still in love with Lando so you both can finally get over your emotional immaturity???
yourusername
kinda
maxfewtrell
Oh fr?
I thought you’d just be mean to him for the whole song
yourusername
Uhhh-
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user40 IM GONNA GET YOU BACK
user41 oh my god it’s so good
user42 LANDO GET UP
user43 THE CAPTION FROM PARIS WAS A SONG LYRICCCCC
user44 oh so she’s still in love with him
user45 “you were never not mine” 💀
user46 I CAN FEEL IT COMING HUMMIN IN THE WAY YOU MOVE
user47 PUSH THE RESET BUTTON WERE BECOMING SOMETHING NEW
user48 SAY YOU GOT SOMEBODY ILL SAY IVE GOT SOMEONE TOO
user49 EVEN IF ITS HANDCUFFED IM LEAVING HERE WITH YOU
user50 “I’m an Aston Martin” okay lance strollll
oscarpiastri “I’ve got someone too” no you do not 💀
yourusername oh my god shut up
user51 she’s still in love with him dhmu
maxfewtrell when I asked if this was going to be emotionally healthy and not a diss I can now see why you were conflicted…. Bit of both tbh
yourusername 🫶
maxfewtrell 👎
user52 told my friends I hate you but I love you just the same 😭
user53 SO GOOD
user54 WHETHER IM GONNA BE YOUR WIFE????
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maxfewtrell
…
what does this achieve
landonorris
What do you want
maxfewtrell
Mate come on
you’re still obviously in love with her
and the song litteraly shows she’s still in love with you
all you’ve done is post a thirst trap of yourself with song lyrics on top
landonorris
It’s not a thirst trap
maxfewtrell
I hate both of you
text her mate
you’re happier together
And I’m tired of both of you annoying the shit out of me
landonorris
Fine
Maybe I will
maxfewtrell
Thank god
It’d be the first time you listened to me
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maxfewtrell
That better be Lando or so help me god
yourusername
Calm your tits
It is
maxfewtrell
YEAHHHH
Finally
I can stop playing matchmaker
yourusername
😒😒😒😒
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Oh so this means you’ll both stop dragging me into your dumb shit
yourusername
🖕🖕🖕🖕
oscarpiastri
🫶
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landonorris told my friends I hate you but I love you just the same
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user55 YEAHHHHHHH
user56 Y/N LIKED WE’RE SO BACK
user57 my favs
user58 my parents are back together 😭
user59 unlike your real ones
user58 woah???
user59 🤷♀️ it’s the truth
user60 I missed them so much 😭😭😭
user61 admitted you love your ex-gf on main, this is self-improvement
yourusername pick your poison, babe
landonorris I’m poison either way
user62 I appreciate the repeating lyrics at each other because it is cute but those are not the kindest lyrics to be repeating 😭
user63 who knew that shit-talking your ex in a song could get him to re-admit his love for you
maxfewtrell took you long enough
landonorris legitimately who asked you
maxfewtrell I’m the reason this even happened in the first place. Watch your tone.
landonorris thanks i guess
maxfewtrell “I guess” @/yourusername this is how happy he is to have you back
yourusername landoooo
landonorris sorry. Thank you so much max, I’m so grateful you brought the loml back to me.
maxfewtrell you’re welcome ��️
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user64 she got him back 🥹
user65 YEAHHHHH LFG
user66 awwwww
user67 I love them so much
user68 sleeping on the highway tonight 🫶
oscarpiastri 🥳🥳🥳
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user69 these pictures are so cute oh my god 😭
user70 IM GONNA GET YOU BACK
landonorris you decided wether you’re gonna be my wife or smash up my bike yet?
yourusername still not sure… maybe both 🤔
user71 BOTH?????
user72 YEAH YEAH THATS FUNNY AND ALL BUT SHE JUST SAID SHE’D MARRY HIM
maxfewtrell congratulations nerds
yourusername thanks mate
user73 I’m in love with both of them
user74 they’re both so much happier together I really hope they stick this time
user75 and when she releases a love album then what
landonorris ily 🫶
yourusername ily2 🫶
user76 Jesus Christ they’re such teenagers 😭 USE FULL WORDS 😭😭😭
user77 no I get them. I wouldn’t post full love confessions in an Instagram comment section either lmao
user78 they got each other back 🫶
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SO...WHO'S THE WAG? 001
pairing: oscar piastri x bellingham!reader
summary: jude's older sister soft launches a guy, who he has no idea about
extra information: reader is a supermodel, shes 23, and shes super famous
fc: tyla
ynbellingham
liked by landonorris, sza and 609,284 others middle picture is me when mclaren invited me to the las vegas gp view comments
judebellingham wow i see how it is ➥ ynbellingham ur such a cutie jude ➥ user09 LMAO I LOVE YN jobebellingham when were u gonna give me that pic of jude ➥ ynbellingham um lets see... never? averageynlover bro idk if i wanna be yn or be with yn user05 SHES SO PRETTY LIKE I JS STARE AT THE SCREEN WHEN I SEE HER ➥ oscarpiastri real this comment is now deleted gigihadid pretty girl ➥ ynbellingham all youu kendalljenner come for dinner ➥ ynbellingham gimme a time and place bukayosaka thank you for your services with the jude photo ➥ ynbellingham 🫡 ➥ judebellingham BRO ynsno1fan the good genes literally run in the family
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liked by oscarpiastri, ynbellingham and 932,628 others YN Bellingham on the Tonight Show, she opens up about her longtime partner, her music career and who she's currently brand ambassador for! Check out the amazing and multitalented 23 year old exclusively on youtube! ynbellingham view comments
user09 SHES BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP FOR 2 YEARS ynschild WE HAVE A FATHER??? bellinghamsfan chat what is going on ynismother ok but her looks 😍 user58 the bellingham genes are too strong for us to rival 😞🙏 averageynlover EVERYONE FOCUSED ON HER BF BUT SHES LITERALLY RELEASING AN ALBUM ➥ user04 MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY
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sabrinacarpenter i cant believe im singing with u🧎♀️ judebellingham im so proud of you ynn jobebellingham so proud to be your younger brother ynn oliviarodrigo IM SO EXCITEDDDD conangray december 8 come fasterrr sza you lowkey ate with those tracks gigihadid so proud of you 💗 kendalljenner cant wait ! krisjenner 😍 khloekardashian yay! imaanhammam catch me blasting it in the car anokyai blessing us with this alexanderasaintmleux im so happy lilymhe private show plssss mclaren playing this everywhere when it comes out user09 MOTHER averageynlover IF I DONT GET TICKETS rbrmylove CLAIMING 143 (i want you)
oscarpiastri
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user09 YOUR HONOR HES DOWN BAD ➥ rbrmylove HE CALLED HER ETHEREAL landonorris ok caption kinda cute ➥ landonorris but i thought i was ur only man???? ➥ landonorris r u cheating on me ➥ danielricciardo r YOU cheating on me???? ➥ landonorris oh maxverstappen 👍 ➥ user45 max ur so dry 😭 alexanderasaintmleux TELL HER TO COME BY SOON ➥ oscarpiastri she said yes 😊 alexalbon oscar has rizz confirmed?? ➥ oscarpiastri im surprised lily hasn't left u ➥ lilymhe me too tbh ➥ alexalbon WHAT op81loml IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS ➥ user49 wait who??? ➥ op81loml THE yn bellingham
ynbellingham
liked by oscarpiastri, lilymhe and 603,481 others date night with the cutest person alive view comments
user09 SHES GLOWINGG averageynlover stop shes so cute landonorris 🧐 ➥ judebellingham 🧐 ➥ charlesleclerc 🧐 ➥ alexalbon 🧐 ➥ jobebellingham 🧐 ➥ maxverstappen 🧐 ➥ lewishamilton 🧐 ➥ georgerussell 🧐 ➥ ynbellingham ihu rbrmylove why is the whole grid in her comments alexanderasaintmleux cuties ➥ ynbellingham youu lilymhe pretty girl ➥ ynbellingham 🪞🪞 ➥ lilymhe date me. ➥ ynbellingham ok! ➥ alexalbon what. carmenmundt ur so adorable ➥ ynbellingham says youu ➥ ynbellingham leave george ➥ carmenmundt ofcc ➥ georgerussell huh kellypiquet marry me ➥ ynbellingham bet wheres the ring ➥ maxverstappen 😕 rebeccadonaldson leave him plss ➥ ynbellingham anything for u bby ➥ carlossainz ??
ynbellingham
liked by oscarpiastri, judebellingham and 992,481 others thank you username on twitter for figuring it out view comments
judebellingham ew ➥ ynbellingham im telling mum ➥ judebellingham STOP jobebellingham 🤮 ➥ ynbellingham me when i see you landonorris stop being cute on main ➥ ynbellingham stop being annoying sabrinacarpenter no way a guy who goes vroom vroom in circles stole u from me ➥ ynbellingham barrykeoghan stole u first ➥ oscarpiastri my career is more than driving in circles ➥ barrykeoghan what did i do 😭 oliverbearman welcome to the family ➥ charlesleclerc hi daughter in law ➥ alexanderasaintmleux UR MY DAUGHTERRRR ➥ ynbellingham literally dating oscar for alex and leo ➥ oscarpiastri i see how it is lilymhe what if we do a double date except its u and me and them ➥ ynbellingham YESSS ➥ alexalbon what. ➥ oscarpiastri ^ gigihadid cuties kendalljenner adorable anokyai i love the both of u
oscarpiastri
liked by ynbellingham, nicolepiastri and 402,492 others she wrote an album for me you didnt view comments
user09 CONFIRMATION THAT ITS ABOUT HIM mclaren our favourite papaya couple 🧡 ➥ landonorris what happened to me and oscar ➥ mclaren 😶🌫️ f1wagsofficial cutest grid couple oliverbearman hes down bad ➥ oscarpiastri loud and proud liked by ynbellingham and 2089 others arthurleclerc invite her to family dinners now alexanderasaintmleux my daughter in law is so pretty ➥ ynbellingham aw ily alex alexalbon ok hes actually happy so i cant be mean ➥ alexalbon im also scared of yn ➥ ynbellingham good. jobebellingham pls tell me you have bad photos of her ➥ oscarpiastri i do (how much you willing to pay) ➥ jobebellingham thats great (200 bucks) ➥ ynbellingham OSCAR judebellingham couldve lived without seeing the 2nd pic ➥ ynbellingham couldve lived without seeing ur shirtless skims ad ➥ rbrmylove LMAO
a/n thank you for putting up with my mood swings in posting ly guys
#lateatnewyork#acourtofswiftiesandshadowdaddies#oscar piastri fanfic#oscar piastri#oscar piastri smau#oscar piastri x you#oscar piastri imagine#oscar piastri social media au#mclaren#mclaren f1#formula one#lando norris#mclaren racing#bellingham!reader#jude bellingham x reader#jobe bellingham#jobe bellingham x reader#jude bellingham
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enchante | daniel ricciardo social media au
pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem reader
you are daniel's new enchante model (and secretly, his girlfriend)
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caption: new model and collection. say hi to @ y/n.user !
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danielricciardo: welcome y/n!
y/n.user: hii
user74: she is so pretty!!
y/n.user: thank you sm xx
user36: i though that enchante had enough models
user4: maybe she's special to daniel
y/n.user
liked by danielricciardo, yourbff1 and 12,848 others
caption: enjoy the butterflies
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danielricciardo: 🦋
user6: THE CAPTION AND DANIEL'S COMMENT??
user67: they're dating for sure
user5: she looks like his sister lol. gross
y/n.user: guess we ain't looking at the same person
user46: SHE SILENCED THAT HATER
landonorris: hiii y/n
y/n.user: gosh you're such a fan lando
danielricciardo
liked by y/n.user, maxverstappen1 and 543,838 others
caption: don't forget to check the new enchante collection. creds for photos to my lovely y/n xx
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y/n.user: you're welcome bae xx
user6: OMG THEY'RE DATING FOR SURE
user5: so this is a soft launch of their relationship?
maxverstappen1: no
danielricciardo: maximilian
y/n.user: I love drama
user4: y/n is just enjoying the attention
y/n.user
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caption: HARD LAUNCH
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landonorris: I KNEW IT!
danielricciardo: u didn't
y/n.user: no.. u didn't. U thought that I'm his long missed sister
user67: LMAO
user99: I'm so happy for danny. He's finally happy
maxverstappen1: congrats dude
danielricciardo: thanks maxie
y/n.user: MAX EMILIAN STOP FLIRTING WITH MY MAN
danielricciardo
liked by maxverstappen1, y/n.user and 754,980 others
caption: finally where im supposed to be
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user8: he's finally done with f1
user88: omg I'm so happy for them
landonorris: u deserve this bro
maxverstappen1: finally
user7: max is so real
danielricciardo and y/n.user
liked by landonorris, maxverstappen1 and 1 234,849 others
caption: we're happy to announce that we're married! and y/n is finally mrs. ricciardo
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landonorris: CONGRATULATIONS GUYS!!
y/n.user: thank u lando
danielricciardo: xx
maxverstappen1: congratulations from me and kelly and P!!
danielricciardo: thanks mate
y/n.user: thanks guys!
user56: omg!!
user89: they're endgame for sure
user6: now only baby
danielricciardo: don't scare us
y/n.user and danielricciardo
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caption: we had to wait for this announcement because of some problems at the start of the pregnancy, but now everything's okay, and we're happy to announce that another ricciardo is on her way.
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landonorris: I'm gonna be an uncle!!
danielricciardo: you're still a kid yourself landinho
y/n.user: no way I'm letting you alone with my baby
user7: HER??? OMG ITS GONNA BE A GIRL
maxverstappen1: congratulations guys!
danielricciardo: we're gonna be good dads emilian
kellypiquet: so happy for you girlie!! we need to see each other
y/n.user: yay i can't wait to see our babies grow up
user6: no way daniel and max are gonna become dads in 2025
user88: maxiel becoming dads is so wholesome
#charles leclerc#charles leclerc smut#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc x reader#f1#daniel ricciardo x reader#daniel ricciardo#max verstappen smut#max verstappen#formula 1#formula 1 x y/n#formula 1 x you#f1 x reader#f1 social media au#daniel riccardo x reader#daniel ricciardo x max verstappen#daniel ricciardo au#oscar piastri x lando norris#landoscar#lando norris#ln4 x y/n#dr3#dr3 x reader#daniel riccardo imagine
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nagi loves when you blow up his phone. the undeniable smile that decorates his face when he sees the 18 messages you sent him.
my only 💗: SEISHIIIIIII
my only 💗: U HAVE TO PLAY THIS GAME!!!!
my only 💗: ITS CALLED MARRIED IN RED
my only 💗: JS HEAR ME OUT
my only 💗: GO BOKSU.
my only 💗: SHES SSSOOOO FINE
my only 💗: SEI IK THIS ISNT UR TYPE OF GAME
my only 💗: GAMEPLAY IS 40 MIN MAX AND MECHANICS ARE REALLY EASY SO IT MIGHT BE EZ TO A GAMER LIKE U
my only 💗: BUT…. 🥹🥹🥹
my only 💗: STORYLINE!!!!!!!
nagi snored as his phone’s screen displayed the low battery warning. he had fallen asleep after rereading some of your old chats, and his screen was left on as his hand gripped on to the phone.
my only 💗: SEIIIII
my only 💗: WHY ARE YOU SEENZONING ME 😣😣😣😣😣
nagi fell asleep after he had procrastinated a project he had two weeks to do for far too long. ah, school was such a hassle… as he snuggled with his soft blanket, he suddenly became much more conscious, realizing the tension in his shoulders… or how his core hurt so badly… his whole body was sore… waking up was such a pain…
the uncomfortable feeling of it all was enough to wake nagi up from his 4 hour nap, and he quickly realizes that he fell asleep with his phone open.
now at 8%, he quickly moved to pull the charger on his bedside table closer to his bed, and connected it to his phone by the cable. now he could charge, and he could check his phone…
closing the displayed warning, he sees the wave of texts you sent him. and, he can’t deny the small curl of his lips that form into a tiny smile. your spam texting had always been a highlight of his day, especially when he wakes up. at this point, he’s begun to change his daily routine to include texting you and replying to your texts before logging in and claiming his mobile game dailies.
maybe this was what it is supposed to feel like when you have a girlfriend. he’s supposed to feel this way as your boyfriend, right?
me: sry baby :x
me: i fell asleep w my phone on,,,
he waits for you to reply, not even leaving the app. he constantly exits the chat to refresh. maybe his wifi was just the problem? you’re taking forever! he misses you already, he just hopes you don’t think he was actually ghosting you.
but, when that small seed of doubt is suddenly implanted, he’s worried. why are you taking so long? are you trying to be petty and ignore him for the same amount of time? are you… ah— you’re texting.
nagi’s mental turmoil seems to be stopped when the small subtext changes from ‘sent 4m ago’, into ‘typing…’
yay! he’s mentally rejoicing. as if that one change was his saving grace.
my only 💗: sei??? 😭😭😭
my only 💗: dont do that omg ur gonna burn a hole into ur mattress
me: ur right,,,
me: my phone is a bit hot lol
me: anyways,,, married in red ?
me: sounds a bit boring :x
my only 💗: 😦😦😦
my only 💗: u did NOT j say that
nagi smiles at his screen at how you begin to rant, as if he insulted your life and its purpose. he hates reading books— such a hassle. but, he always finds himself reading every single word of your rants— even sometimes backtracking and rereading to fully comprehend your words.
why is it that you make him put in more effort than necessary? is it because he likes making you happy? because of the way your face lights up when he mentions something you noted weeks before? maybe that was it.
but truth be told, he doesn’t really care about the reason. it’s simply something that has become a habit of his as of late. and now, he finds himself on itch.io downloading the same game you begged him to play. but, it was worth that bit of effort if it was for you…
#blue lock#bllk#blue lock x reader#bllk fluff#bllk x reader#bllk x you#nagi seishiro x you#seishiro nagi x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#nagi seishiro#nagi x reader#bllk seishiro#bllk manga
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he got the girl | george russell
pairing: george russell x wolff!reader
summary: that awkward moment when you get caught going on a date with one of your dads drivers.
liked by georgerussell63, alex_albon, maxverstappen1, and 973,826 others!
f1gossip: y/n wolff was seen last night on a date? with george russell, (yes the mercedes driver) last night in monaco? this was actually very surprising for us as well, thoughts?
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user1: no shit
user2: no way george pulled y/n
user3: GEORGE IN THE LIKES ??????
user4: NOT ONLY HIM BUT MAX CHARLES ALEX TOOOO ??
user5: sorry guys 😅😅 but that’s actually me and y/n, not her and that skinny twig 😅😅
user6: maybe they were just hanging out??
user7: NO WAY GEORGE PULLED HER
user8: this is actually crazy
user9: okay guys..but the pictures are actually so cute 🙂↕️
user10: RIGJT?? THE WAY HES HOLDING HER JACKET AND PURSE TOO 🥰🥰
alex_albon: holy shit @/georgeussell63 no way you actually got her
georgerussell63: well don’t act so surprised 🙄
maxverstappen1: we will act so surprised. she’s rejected you 10 times.
georgerussell63: she has NOT!
maxverstappen1: sorry, 20 times**
user10: WHAT ARE THESE DRIVERS DOING ON A GOSSIP PAGE ??
charles_leclerc: holy cow 😳
mercedesamgf1: omg no
mercedesamgf1: What the fuck is this. - Toto Wolff
user11: NO GEROGE RUN
user12: SOMEONE CHECK IF GEORGE IS STILL ALIVE
user13: TOTO NOOO
user14: WHY IS EVERYONE HERE ????
liked by georgerussell63, mercedesamgf1, yourusername and 43,837 others!
tagged: yourusername, and georgerussell63
f1: it’s been a while, but y/n is back!
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user15: her and lewis 😞😞
user16: THATS MOTHERRRR
user17: she looks so good 🙄
user18: GEORGE BEING TAGGED ???
mercedesamgf1: please un-tag George William Russell. - Toto Wolff
user19: someone PLEASE get this old geezer his own instagram account
user20: the way he adds - Toto Wolff, like we don’t already know ???
user21: oh what i would do to be a fly in the mercedes garage right now
user22: the use of george’s FULL name ??? that boy better run
georgerussell63: 😍😍
leiwshamilton: do you want our boss to kill you?
landonorris: it’s like he WANTS to die
user23: WHY IS HE BEING SO PUBLIC ABOUT TUIS ???
user24: after years of being rejected by y/n he wants everyone to know he finally got her 😭
user25: george finally gets y/n and he loses all fear
f1gossip; y/n was asked about the dating rumors today she was asked “are you and george dating”, she answered, “i think he’s made it very clear, hasn’t he?”
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user26: GEORGE FINALLY GOT THE GIRL!!
user27: i low key thought george was having like a manic episode and was pretending to date y/n but this basically confirmed it, happy for them!
user28: LMAO WHATT
user29: okay now toto’s reaction pls
user30: wait but if she’s toto’s daughter? why is her hair like blonde blonde
user31: she dyes her hair religiously
user32: okay but george being like so proud of this relationship is so incredibly cute 😞
user33: netflix is going to eat this up
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mercedesamgf1: our family 🙏🙏
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user34: GEORGE LOOKS SO SCARED 😭😭😭
user35: NO IM DYING THIS IS TOO FUNNY
user36: GEORGE LOOKS LIKE HES BEING HELD AT GUNPOINT
user38: this is hilarious
yourusername: p5 and p7 👏👏
georgerussell63: wanted to make you proud 🥰
user39: OH BROTHER HERE HE GOES
user40: toto will appear in an estimated 3 seconds
mercedesamgf1: 😐 - Toto Wolff.
f1gossip: george russell and toto wolff were seen speaking after the race in monaco, sources say that after a intense chat, they hugged it out, thoughts?
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user41: AND HE APPROVES!!!
user42: YAY
user43: ITS OFFICIAL, TOTO APPROVES
user44: okay now i can actually be happy about this relationship
user45: i kinda feel bad that his own daughter didn’t tell him that she was dating someone…
user46: they bro hugged 🥹
user47: so happy for y/n and george ❤️
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f1: GEORGE RUSSELL FINALLY DOES IT EVERYONE!!
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maxverstappen1: i still don’t believe it…
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charles_leclerc: YAY!!!
carlossainz55: he finally made it🥹🥹
mclaren: she could do better
user48: ADMIN??
yukitsunoda: really?
alex_albon: still not convinced this is real 😅
user49: this whole comment section is killing me 😭
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yourusername: when he’s dad approved 😍
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mercedesamgf1: eh - Toto Wolff.
yourusername: father pls get instagram
georgerussell63: my beautiful gorgeous exquisite breathtakingly beautiful girl 😍😍🥰🥰
user50: need me a man like THIS.
lewishamilton; simp 🫵
yourusername: ??? who taught you that
lewishamilton; the internet
user51: now get married and have 3 kids !!!
georgerussell63: soon!
mercedesamgf1: NO NOT SOON. - Toto Wolff
f1: beautiful couple 😻
user52: THIS IS ADORABLE
user53: i need me a man who loves me as much as he loves y/n
user54: he waited 4 years for her 🥹🥹
user55: the train tracks looks really delicious right about now
user56: me and who???
user57: why is george kinda sexy…
yourusername: how are you just realizing this now?
user57: IT TOOK YOU FOUR YEARS TO NOTICE????
yourusername; no comment.
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hello bunny! may i please order a millionaire shortcake with a side of mocha coffee, served by dark!lando norris for verstappen!reader after zandvoort? thank you so so much ♡♡♡
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want to submit your own order? the bakery is open! (yay), there are tons of items from choose from and i am so thankful for everyone who has sent me things! i am currently working through some of the older prompts! so thank you to those who sent orders weeks ago, i am slowly getting through them <3
millionaire shortcake: "if they saw you now, you'd be the biggest shame to your family." + mocha coffee: breeding kink served by lando norris (formula one)!!
cw: smut/pwp, breeding kink, post!zandvoort gp, dirty talk/degrading language, mean!lando, doggy style, chokehold
when you saw lando sail past the finish line multiple seconds ahead of your brother, you felt your stomach drop. this was max's to win, race after race the gap between him and lando was getting smaller and smaller. but, it wasn't just your brother losing out on another world championship, it was what lando called "the icing on the cake".
he beat your brother, and afterwards he got to sink into your pussy. anything lando wanted that night, he got. and winning the dutch grand prix, your brother's home race, you could only imagine what lando had in store for you tonight.
when your gaze met lando's he winked at you and you quickly turned back to your brother. your phone buzzed in your pocket and you felt a tightness in your throat. it was going to be a long night.
if max knew what you and lando got up to in the off-hours of racing. he would probably kill lando. you've seen max get aggressive with a number of drivers, even before formula one. in fairness you carried that aggressiveness too. stubborn, assertive, bordering on mean. you had an ex-boyfriend say it was the 'lion's blood', but you proved to be too much for him. lando made you into a kitten. gone were the claws and fangs, with him you were mewling, nipping at his hands rather than chewing into flesh.
it was maybe why you kept coming back.
you stood in the mirror of lando's hotel room. you knew you should be with your family right now. but instead you ended up with the winner of the race. most would've ran by now, hidden away in the hopes that lando wouldn't sniff you out.
"he could've put me in anything, but, why this." you dropped your shoulders, "fuckin' orange." to call what lando gave you as lingerie would be a disservice to the people who carefully craft such underwear. lando put you in something a porn star would wear, barely held together with thread and lace. the icing on the cake was the temporary tattoo on your thigh close to your pussy that was of the number four. lando's number. and you knew it would be a bitch to get off in the morning.
there was a knock at the door and you said, "relax, lando." before you took one last deep breath before you turned away from the mirror and headed out of the bedroom. lando's smile dropped at the sight of you. before he could say anything you said, "why did you pick orange. i look bad in orange."
lando picked his jaw up off the floor and went to you, a slight sway to his step as he closed the gap between you two. he rested his hands on your hips while you crossed your arms. he looked at you and smiled with those dazzling teeth of his. he said, "well because of mclaren."
"right, right. and it has nothing to do with the dutch at all." you get his gaze leveled with him. and his smile only grew.
"a coincidence." he said, heat in his tone, "you're just over thinking things. you know i don't like it when you think too much." his words made you run painfully hot. you had to give lando credit, he knew exactly how to get under your skin. he loved when you were stupid, dumb enough for him.
you made a face and he pulled you in for a hot kiss, one hand on the back of your neck. you squirmed against him and clung to the front of his t-shirt. the kiss was hot. it was heated in a way that you never had with anyone else. since you met lando, fucking other men bored you. you weren't a couple, this wasn't a relationship. this was mutually assured destruction as you pulled away from him.
"i was expecting worse from you. orange lingerie and a temporary tattoo, that seems tame for you." you remarked as you played with one of the straps of the bra. you could name on one hand all of the intense situations that lando had put you in.
from sex in a car that didn't have tinted windows on a side street in italy, to the time you went to the sex club in switzerland, and especially that time you has dinner with his family while there was a vibrator slipped into your aching cunt.
he tilted his head to the side and shrugged, "as much as i love torturing you, babygirl. i thought we'd keep it close to home, close together. as much as i would've loved to fuck you with the bed hitting the wall to your brother's room, i thought this was better." he cupped your breasts.
you groaned, "enough about my brother." you were soon pulled into the bedroom. lando had enough kindness left in him to fuck you on a mattress. there had been times you were left with rug burns in places where there should never be rug burns.
you got into the king sized bed and looked at him as he started to undress. your rubbed your thighs together and braced yourself on your arms. your body was so exposed to him. you knew he was hungry for you. just like he was hungry for the prize.
"fuck." he groaned, his cock was painfully hard. the tip a deep red and leaking thick pre-cum. his face more pink than usual as he got into the bed with you and rubbed his cock up against your thigh. the kisses grew hotter as you ended up on your stomach and totally nude. you could already feel the rush of pleasure throughout your body.
"lando." you groaned, "it's not fair that you can fuck this good. you deserve to suck at sex." your back arched a little further and lando smacked your ass.
"i love when you just shut up, beautiful. you're meant to sit there be pretty. guess that's why your brother looks that way, you took all the good looks. but because of that, you need to learn to shut the fuck up." he groaned as he rubbed his achy cock up against your ass, "seen, not heard." it was all dirty talk and it made you brain spark with pleasure. he had such a grip on you, he could degrade you every way and you'd still let him fuck you.
"fuck you, lando." you groaned. you tensed up as he slammed his cock into you. not caring about takin ghis time. you needed to be fucked right now. fuck some sense into you. your little yapping mouth needed to be quiet for a while. just while lando was feeling the high of his win.
you shuddered, "fuck. lando." your hips were raised more as lando pressed more of his weight against you. his cock filled you in a painful way when he took little time to prep you. tonight was his night, he didn't have to prep you.
he hissed through a tense jaw as he fucked you with little abandon. the bed shifted under you from the force he was fucking you with. he felt something heavy in his chest, he felt the sexual pull towards you. he needed you deeply, carnally. he needed to ruin you for any other man. maybe it was a possessive drive, but it kept him coming back for you.
"if they saw you now, you'd be the biggest shame to your family." he choked out, he could feel the hammering in his head as he rutted against you.
"shut the fuck up." you groaned as you gripped the pillows under your face. you clawed into the fabric and groaned, "shut up, shut up, shut up!" you wanted to throw the pillow at him.
it only spurred lando on as he fucked you with heavy thrusts. he eventually grabbed you by the arms and pulled them back using it as a way to bounce you on his achy cock. you whined a little louder as he said, "maybe i should get you pregnant. finish in your tonight, make a big fuckin' mess between your legs and ship you back to your dear, older brother. then a month passes and you have to tell him that you're pregnant. he's going to lose it." he pulled you against him tighter as his cock remained buried inside of you. your cunt was nice around his cock and it made him feel amazing all over.
"shit no." you whined.
lando laughed, "oh c'mon, be my wife? how does that sound, steal you from right under you brother's nose. he'd never know what hit him." his pace became quicker and you were seeing stars. reason left your brain and your core throbbed.
you whimpered and lando continued his rapid movements. there was little space for you to breath during his thrusts. you felt your heart in your throat as he fucked the words out of your head. you whimpered and whined. your noises were music to his ears.
"lemme make you a mama, beautiful. let me get you nice and pregnant." his words curled in your brain and you were left feeling on cloud nine, "you'd raise 'em so well. be such a good mother to them." his voice grew tight as the need to finish grew.
he fucked you, letting your arms drop in favor of your hips. the soft part of you that he loved the bruise. he bullied his cock into your achy pussy. the idea of getting you pregnant made him move against you faster. he could feel the race in his pulse as he fucked you. you with all the aches and pains of pregnancy, carrying his child. he only turned him on greatly. make you his.
you came first, your body betrayed you. you arched your back and near-yelled into the pillows. you hissed, "fuck!" lando continued his brutal pace. he fucked you with a fever that made your eyes roll back a little. there was no escaping lando norris.
"that's it, angel. that's it." he said with near-softness as he rocked his hips against you. he fucked you and then he finished inside of you, even tilted your hips at an angle that made sure it would stay inside of you. you whined a little as he pulled out. he gave your ass one last slap. you were near brain dead on the bed and your breathing was heavy. lando watched you, laid beside you with his hand on your left ass cheek. when you eventually fell asleep, you were curled up on your side and didn't notice when lando shifted in the bed and got out. if his phone wasn't on silent you would've hear the shudder of the camera on his phone.
he sent a photo of your face pressed against the pillows, he wasn't sending your nudes to your brother (your brother's teammate on the other hand). he sent the message to max, "better luck next time, mate. will bring her back before breakfast ;)" <3
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Made with Love
Charles Leclerc x amateur baker!Reader
Summary: in which Charles would rather risk the entire paddock getting food poisoning (again) than break your heart by telling you that your baking is horrible
You hum to yourself as you pull a tray of freshly baked cupcakes out of the oven. The sweet, chocolaty aroma fills Charles’ kitchen, making your mouth water.
This batch is sure to be perfect! You’ve been practicing your baking skills for months now, determined to get it just right.
Charles wanders into the kitchen, drawn by the scent. “Mmm, something smells good in here!”
He peers over your shoulder at the tray of cupcakes. They’re a bit misshapen, with cracked tops that deflated the second they were taken out of the oven. The frosting is glopped on unevenly.
To you, they look absolutely mouthwatering. To Charles, they look … well, he loves you too much to say.
“Try one!” You urge, holding out a cupcake. Charles flashes you a hesitant smile before taking it. He peels back the liner and takes a bite. His eyes widen and he forces himself to chew and swallow.
“Well? How is it?” You ask eagerly.
Charles clears his throat. “It’s, uh, it’s great. Your best batch yet,” he lies. In truth, it’s dry and dense, with a strange bitter aftertaste. But the delight on your face makes the fib worth it.
You throw your arms around him in a hug. “Yay! I can’t wait to share them with the team this weekend.”
Charles’ stomach drops. The thought of the entire paddock pretending to enjoy your baking makes him cringe internally. But he plasters on a smile. “What a nice idea! I’m sure they’ll love them.”
The two of you arrive at the circuit and you can barely contain your excitement as you carry a large container of cupcakes into the paddock. Charles trails behind you, backpack slung over one shoulder, his other arm wrapped around your waist. He presses a quick kiss to your temple before you flit off to distribute your baked goods.
You first approach Max Verstappen, holding out a cupcake with rainbow sprinkles. “Here Max, have one!”
Max eyes the treat dubiously but accepts it with a polite smile. “Thanks Y/N, that’s really nice of you.”
You beam and turn to Charles, missing the look of apprehension on Max’s face. Charles catches Max’s eye and draws a finger across his throat in warning. Max’s eyes widen but he nods in understanding. Charles won’t let anything ruin your mood today.
You make your way through the paddock, handing cupcakes to mechanics, engineers, PR reps, reporters, team principals, and drivers. Charles hovers behind you, keeping a watchful eye on each recipient.
Daniel Ricciardo visibly gags on his first bite when you turn away. Charles glares and shakes his head sharply. Daniel rearranges his face into a smile and gives a thumbs up.
Lando Norris takes an overly large bite and Charles has to pound on his back as he chokes it down.
Esteban Ocon discreetly spits his cupcake into a napkin when you’re not looking. Charles lunges forward and grabs his arm, squeezing tightly until Esteban wheezes out “Delicious!”
You remain blissfully unaware of the chaos that falls over the paddock in your wake, oblivious to Charles’ desperate interventions. All you see are your friends and acquaintances enjoying your baking.
When you finally offer a cupcake to Charles, he takes it and eats the whole thing without hesitation. Because even if it tastes like sugary sawdust, the delight on your face makes it the best treat in the world.
“Wasn’t that fun?” You gush to Charles afterwards. “I can’t wait to try out a new recipe soon!”
Charles just kisses your frosting-smudged nose and says, “I can’t wait either, mon amour.” As long as you’re happy, he’ll choke down all the questionable cupcakes you offer. Because your smile is the only thing that matters.
***
The paddock is bustling with activity as you and Charles arrive for the next race weekend, yet another batch of fresh baked goods in hand. You’re eager to share your latest creations — classic chocolate chunk cookies. You spent hours carefully following the recipe, determined to get them just right.
As you make your rounds distributing cookies, the reactions are the usual mix of forced smiles and discreet spitting. Charles trails behind you, glaring at anyone who doesn’t immediately rave about how delicious they are. The drivers and mechanics quickly catch on, showering you with praise and shooting Charles grateful looks when he turns you away.
You finally offer a cookie to Graham, a mechanic from the Mercedes team. He takes it hesitantly, eyeing Charles standing behind you. But Graham is new to the paddock and unaware of the baked goods situation.
He takes a bite and immediately grimaces. “Ugh, these taste terrible!” He blurts out.
You gasp, stumbling back as if struck. Tears well up in your eyes. Charles is at your side in an instant, pulling you into a comforting hug. Over your shoulder, he shoots Graham a look of absolute rage.
Graham realizes his mistake too late, shame washing over his face. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean ...” he stammers. But you’re already pulling away from Charles and rushing off, sobbing.
Charles turns on Graham, eyes blazing. “How could you? All she ever wants to do is make others happy!” Graham cowers before him, other mechanics backing away nervously.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” Graham says miserably.
“Sorry isn’t good enough,” Charles snarls. “You stay away from her, you hear me?” Graham nods shakily. Satisfied the message is received, Charles races after you.
He finds you behind the garage, face buried in your hands. “Oh mon ange,” Charles murmurs, wrapping you in his arms. “Don’t listen to him, your cookies are perfect.”
You cling to Charles, sniffling. “I just wanted to do something nice for everyone. But I’m so horrible at baking!”
Charles tilts your chin up. “You listen to me. You have the biggest, kindest heart. It doesn’t matter if the cookies are a little, er, overdone. What matters is you put love into making them. Don’t let someone like Graham get you down.”
You smile tremulously. “Have I told you lately that you’re the best boyfriend ever?”
Charles grins. “Hmm, I don’t mind hearing it again.” Laughing through your tears, you tell him again, punctuating it with a kiss.
After ensuring you’re okay, Charles seeks out Graham. “I trust you’ll be more considerate going forward?” Graham nods meekly. “Good. But just so we’re clear, if you upset her again, you’ll be out of this paddock for good.”
The next day, the news breaks that Graham has been dismissed from the Mercedes team for “attitude issues.” You feel a bit guilty, hoping your cookies didn’t cause him to lose his job. But Charles seems strangely satisfied, so you don’t dwell on it.
From then on, Charles redoubles his efforts to protect your feelings whenever you provide baked goods. The paddock falls in line, fawning over your overly salty pretzels and dry banana bread.
The brightness of your smile makes it all worth it to Charles. Because keeping that joy and kindness shining in you is what matters most to him.
***
You step out of Charles’ Ferrari, the engine purring as he puts it in park. Taking his hand, you smile excitedly — today is another fan meetup organized by the team, and you can’t wait to connect with Charles’ supporters again.
“Are you ready, mon cœur?” Charles asks, squeezing your hand gently. His green eyes crinkle at the corners as he looks at you adoringly.
“Absolutely!” You chirp, patting the large picnic basket hanging off your arm. “I made lots of treats to share today!”
Charles grins and leans in to kiss your forehead. “I’m sure they will love everything you made, as always.”
You beam, bolstered by his encouragement as you both make your way to the event. The meetup is being held in a local park, with tents and tables set up amongst the lush green grass and towering trees. You spot a long line of fans waiting eagerly for Charles’ arrival. Most are dressed in the familiar rosso corsa of Ferrari, holding posters and memorabilia for him to sign.
“Charles! Charles!” They chant excitedly when they see him. You hang back happily, letting him have his moment with his dedicated supporters. Charles takes selfies, signs autographs, and chats animatedly in Italian, French, and English. The fans are thrilled to interact with their racing idol.
After some time, Charles waves you over. “I would like you all to meet someone very special to me,” he announces, wrapping an arm around you. The fans erupt into cheers and applause. “This is Y/N, my love.”
You blush at the attention but manage to give a little wave. “Hi everyone! I’m so happy to be here today.”
Charles addresses the crowd again. “As some of you know, Y/N loves to bake and has brought some special treats to share with you all today.”
This is met with more enthusiastic cheers. Though none of them particularly enjoy your baked goods, the fans appreciate the effort and know Charles likes to reward them for humoring you.
You open up your large picnic basket, beaming with pride. “I made my favorite oatmeal raisin cookies, some lemon squares, and my famous rocky road fudge!”
The fans try not to visibly cringe, lining up politely with plates held out. You happily distribute your overly dry, burnt cookies and gooey, cloying fudge. The lemon squares are mushy and saccharine. But the fans accept it all with smiles and encouragement.
“Mmm, delicious!” One teenage girl forces out through a mouthful of your fudge.
An older man gives you a thumbs up as he chokes down a cookie, eyes watering. “So good!”
You beam, pleased that they enjoy your baking so much. As you chat with each person, you don’t notice Charles discreetly handing out autographed photos, caps, and other prized memorabilia to reward the fans for their efforts.
After you’ve handed out all your baked goods, Charles suggests a stroll through the park gardens. As you walk hand-in-hand admiring the flowers, he says softly, “You have such a big heart, Y/N. The way you care so much about connecting with the fans means the world to me.”
You squeeze his hand gratefully. “It’s the least I can do — they support you in everything, so I want to support them too.”
Charles stops and turns to you, his expression tender. “You are amazing, truly. I’m the luckiest man in the world.” He leans in and kisses you sweetly. Your heart flutters just like the first time your lips met.
When you return from your walk, the event is winding down. You say goodbye to the fans, who thank you profusely for the treats and making their day so special. You tell them you can’t wait to bake for them again soon!
After the last fan leaves, it’s just you and Charles. The late afternoon sun casts golden light on the empty picnic tables.
“Did you have fun, mon amour?” Charles asks, caressing your cheek.
“The best time!” You say enthusiastically. “I just love baking for your wonderful fans and seeing how it makes them smile.”
Charles’ eyes are full of love. He kisses the top of your head. “As long as it makes you happy, that’s all that matters to me.”
You snuggle into his chest happily. “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”
“I don’t think so,” Charles teases. “Why don’t you remind me again?”
You grin up at him. “I’ll tell you over dinner … I have a new donut recipe I want to try out.”
Charles fights down a grimace as he reminds himself that your love is more than worth suffering through another dreadful dessert. “I can’t wait!”
***
“Mate, you have to stop her before she poisons someone,” Max whispers urgently to Charles as you step out of the room.
Charles furrows his brow. “What are you talking about?”
“Your girlfriend. Her baking. It’s … it’s just terrible. I’m sorry, but it has to be said.”
Charles lets out a dismissive chuckle. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad.”
“Not that bad?” Max raises his eyebrows incredulously. “I chipped a tooth on her brownie last week!”
Charles rubs the back of his neck awkwardly as he avoids making eye contact.
“Look, I get that you don’t want to upset her,” Max continues, his voice lowering conspiratorially. “But we can’t keep lying and pretending it’s good! One of these days, someone is going to end up in the hospital.”
Charles sighs deeply, running a hand through his tousled hair. “What do you want me to do? If I tell her the truth, she’ll be devastated.”
You return to the room then, a bright smile on your face as you carry a plate of freshly baked apple tarts. “Who wants one?”
Max cringes almost imperceptibly while Charles shoots him a warning look. “They look great, ma belle!” He says with forced enthusiasm, taking one and bringing it to his lips.
The apple filling is gelatinous and tastes faintly of soap. Charles forces himself to swallow it with a strained smile. Max quickly declines when you offer him one.
Later that evening, Charles finds Max alone outside his apartment building. “I need your help,” he admits defeatedly.
Max looks at him expectantly.
“With Y/N’s baking … how do I get her to stop without completely crushing her?”
His friend contemplates this for a moment. “Well … you could try convincing her to take up a new hobby instead?”
Charles shakes his head. “I’ve suggested that before, but she’s dead set on baking. It’s her biggest passion.”
“Okay, then you’ll have to take a different approach.” Max strokes his chin thoughtfully. “What if … you told her a bunch of us were going vegan or something, so she couldn’t bake for us anymore?”
Charles raises an eyebrow at the suggestion, but then slowly nods. “You know, that could actually work …”
The next day, you eagerly bring a fresh batch of blueberry muffins to the paddock to share with everyone. Charles takes a deep breath before pulling you aside gently.
“Hey, can I talk to you about something?” He starts, trying to keep his expression neutral.
You blink up at him curiously. “Of course. What’s up?”
“Well …” He clears his throat. “I was talking to the guys and … Lewis has actually convinced a bunch of them to go vegan. Lando, Max …”
He lists off a dozen more names, watching as realization dawns on your face. Your shoulders slump slightly.
“Oh … I see.” You glance down at the muffins in your hands. “I guess that means I can’t really bake for them anymore.”
Charles feels a pang of guilt at the disappointment in your eyes. But then, your expression brightens again.
“I’ll just have to start baking vegan treats instead!” You declare happily. “This is so exciting, I’ve been wanting to experiment with more plant-based ingredients!”
Charles’s shoulders tense as the plan epically backfires. Of course you’d take this as an opportunity to bake even more.
Over the next few weeks, you gleefully embrace the vegan baking lifestyle. Charles has to smother his laughter when Max nearly chokes biting into one of your “chewy” vegan brownies. Lando spits out a mouthful of your gritty vegan chocolate cake when you’re not looking.
You, however, remain blissfully unaware of how dreadful your creations are. No matter how many hints Charles tries to drop, the problem only seems to be getting worse.
One evening, you set a plate of fresh-from-the-oven vegan peanut butter cookies on the coffee table, plopping down on the couch next to Charles with a proud grin.
“Try one!” You insist, picking a cookie up and holding it in front of his lips.
Charles hesitates for just a second too long. Your face falls and he scrambles to take a bite, barely suppressing a wince as he chews on what feels like a solid lump of chalk mixed with peanut shavings. He forces himself to swallow it down with an enthusiastic grin.
“Wow, these are incredible!” He lies through his teeth. “You’ve really outdone yourself this time.”
You perk up immediately, the dejected look vanishing. “You really think so? I tried a new recipe I found online.”
“Definitely a winner,” Charles affirms, trying his best to sound convincing. “We should bring some to the paddock for everyone to try.”
Your eyes light up at the suggestion and guilt twists in Charles’s gut. The last thing he wants is for the other drivers to have to suffer through these … confections. But he could never be the one to shatter your baking dreams.
The next day at the track, you eagerly pass around the plate of peanut butter hockey pucks to the drivers and crew. Charles discreetly pulls Max aside with a pained look.
“Please, I’m begging you …” he murmurs under his breath. “Just smile and nod, no matter how bad they are.”
Max grimaces as he takes an experimental bite of one of the cookies, his expression doing little to mask his revulsion. But he meets Charles’s pleading gaze and forces out a strangled, “Mmm … great!”
One by one, the others follow suit — fake smiles and strained praises as they choke down your baked atrocities. You remain obliviously pleased, unaware of their suffering.
Over the next few weeks, the vegan baking experiments only seem to get worse and worse. The paddock has become a silent circle of culinary martyrs — all sworn to an unspoken code to preserve your feelings at all costs.
You proudly present a tray of charcoal-colored muffins that leave the entire garage coughing from the plume of burnt flour. “Tried a new recipe for dark chocolate avocado muffins!” You explain brightly.
“Can’t wait to dig in,” Lando is close to crying, his eyes already watering.
Charles has to bite back a laugh as Max takes a heroic bite, barely managing to keep it together. He pats the Dutchman on the back firmly as the poor guy fights back a gag reflex.
“Two more words about her baking and you’ll be racing with three wheels next season,” he warns Carlos in a low mutter after witnessing the Spaniard nearly vomit up a slice of your “moist” vegan zucchini bread.
The sheer willpower it takes for the entire crew to maintain the facade is almost impressive. Technique and strategy meetings have now become immense displays of unspoken fortitude — everyone driven by the simple goal of not letting you catch on that your baked goods are, in fact, completely inedible.
Charles has started bringing backup protein bars and shakes to every race just to make sure nobody accidentally lapses into baked good-induced delirium.
He really has no idea how much longer this can possibly be sustained. But he also has no idea how to safely extract the situation without demolishing your passion and self-confidence in the process.
For now, his main objective is to ensure your bright smile and cheerfulness remain unchanged — no matter how many mouths he has to personally silence to make that happen.
At the end of the day, having you by his side, radiating that infectious joy and following your heart’s desire, is worth enduring all the subpar vegan muffins in the world.
He’ll take a bite of your latest abomination with an adoring grin, because that’s what partners who truly love each other do — they support each other through the good, the bad, and the burnt-to-a-crisp.
***
It’s the start of a new season, and Charles has been racking his brain for a solution to the ongoing baking saga. As much as he loves indulging your passion, the charade is becoming increasingly difficult to maintain. The entire paddock is at their wits’ end trying to choke down your vegan torture devices week after week.
That’s when he has an idea — one he hopes will be a win-win for everyone involved.
“Surprise!” He says with an excited grin, presenting you with the envelopes. “I got us signed up for this baking course. I thought it could be fun for us to take some classes together!”
You’re beaming as you throw your arms around his neck. “That’s such a thoughtful idea! I would love nothing more.”
Of course, Charles being Charles is hardly fully forthright about his motivations. “To be honest, I’m the one who really needs the help,” he fibs sheepishly. “We all know I’m a disaster in the kitchen. But with your talents guiding me, maybe there’s hope!”
Over the next few weeks, you and Charles diligently show up for your baking classes. The instructor walks you through fundamentals like properly measuring ingredients, controlling oven temperatures, and mastering technical skills. Slowly but surely, your creations start emerging looking (and smelling) better and better.
One evening, you return home with a fresh tray of beautifully baked chocolate chip cookies — the first delicacy you’ve felt confident enough to bake since the lessons. You present them to Charles with bated breath.
He takes one tentative bite, his eyes widening in surprise. These are actually ... edible! More than edible — they are legitimately delicious! The dough-to-chip ratio is perfect, the texture is chewy but not dry or crumbly. He quickly stuffs two more into his mouth with an appreciative moan.
“Ma belle … these are incredible!” He gasps out between bites.
You clap your hands over your mouth, eyes shining with glee. “Oh my gosh, you really think so? I was so nervous!”
“Are you kidding? I could eat this entire tray all by myself!”
The two of you dissolve into celebratory laughter and hugs, the sweet taste of success quite literally on your tongues.
“I think it’s time for the real taste test,” you declare one day, rolling up your sleeves as you start prepping an array of fresh baked goods. “We’re taking these bad boys to the paddock!”
The next race weekend, you stride in carrying bakery boxes of your fresh chocolate chip cookies as well as some decadent fudge brownies.
“Fresh out of the oven!” You announce proudly, setting them down with a bright grin. “Who’s hungry?”
For a long beat, nobody moves. The drivers exchange wary glances, their self-preservation instincts kicking in as they recall the many baking debacles of the past. Lando bravely reaches for a brownie first, his face scrunched up preemptively-
Only to blink in surprise as the rich, fudgy flavor hits his taste buds. His eyes widen comically as he takes another bite. “Bloody hell ... this is actually good!”
The words seem to shatter the suspended tension. Soon the entire paddock is swarming the trays, devouring the fresh baked goods with delight. Charles watches on in disbelief, his own taste buds experiencing flavors he didn’t even know were possible from your former creations.
He sees Max take a bite of one of the cookies, freezing in place as his eyes slip closed with an expression of pure bliss. When they open again, Charles is alarmed to see they’re glistening with unshed tears.
The Dutchman wordlessly holds up the cookie, gazing at Charles reverently as a lone tear trails down his cheek. Then, to everyone’s astonishment, he brings the baked good to his lips and takes another sensual bite, savoring it like it’s the first good thing he’s ever tasted.
From then on, it’s like a switch has been flipped. The paddock that once dreaded your baking now seemingly can’t get enough of it. Every race weekend, they await your fresh creations with unrestrained enthusiasm, like kids on a sugar bender.
Charles has lost count of how many times he’s caught drivers and crew sneaking off to wherever you’re prepping the latest batch, nostrils flaring as they try to scout out that heavenly aroma.
It’s gotten to the point where Max’s performance coach has had to implement strict rules about his treat consumption to prevent indulgences from derailing his season.
“Easy there, Max!” Rupert calls in a booming tone, swooping in to physically restrain the Dutchman as he makes a mad dash toward where you’re unpacking that week’s fresh delivery. “You know you have a limit on those.”
Max strains against his performance coach’s grip, eyes zeroing in on the platter of goodies being unloaded with unrestrained longing. “I don’t care, she brought triple chocolate cookie dough brownies this time! Let me go!”
Rupert grunts in exertion, struggling to keep his driver in check. “This is for your own good! Think of your diet!”
“That’s irrelevant!” Max practically snarls, pupils blown wide like an addict suffering from withdrawals. “Do you have any idea how long I waited to have real baked goods again?”
It’s a battle of wills and metabolism that quickly becomes a weekly sight. Charles can’t help but chuckle fondly as he watches Max and Rupert’s familiar tug-of-war happen like clockwork every Sunday.
As much as he’d love to intervene, he knows better than to come between Max and your heavenly baked creations. He’s just thrilled that this baking journey took such a delicious turn — both for your invigorated culinary passion and for the safety of everyone’s tastebuds.
Honestly, he’ll take the sight of a feverish Max drooling over freshly baked goods any day over having to choke down burnt muffins and brittle biscuits. This is the sweet upgrade everyone had been dreaming about.
The true recipe for happiness was sticking by each other’s side through all those halfbaked stumbles.
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