#all he is worth is in Arthur
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Personally, I hate when people say that Merlin is king of the druids. Merlin isn't meant to be a king. He's meant to serve. Serve Arthur. Serve magic. Serve the earth beneath his feet and the waters falling from the skies. He gives and sacrifices and fuels the world around him.
King is objectively Arthur's role, and I think making Merlin a ruler of another people kind of dampens that. Merlin would not be king of the druids, he would be on his knees and beg and convince those with magic to follow his king. Even if Merlin is a god, he will always hold Arthur up high upon his shoulders. Worship him in my stead.
#mine#merlin#is it healthy?#probably not#but I'm not here to argue#Merlin's mental health#I'm here to argue#that Merlin sees nothing in himself#aside from his devotion for Arthur#all he is worth is in Arthur#in his mind
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âArthur can totally dress himself heâs just spoiledâ why are you giving him that much credit
#no but seriously#this bitch has every symptom#being able to consistently dress independently would genuinely be a miricle at this point#he has constant meltdowns easily manipulated anger issues#admits that Merlin is his ONE AND ONLY FREIND#so thatâs definitely a social deficit if Iâve ever seen one#heâs dumb as a tone of bricks and I can say that bc I am also#and noble insest WAS THE NORM.#you wanna know why king George lost amercia?#HIS BRAIN WAS FUCKED UP. HIS GENES WERE FUXKED UP#but like#anyways#key word constantly dressings himself#bc every disabled person will tell you that abilities are such a spectrum#back when I couldnât dress myself it fluxuated wether I could or couldnât and to what degree until i eventually couldnât do it at all#also arthur can technically do it#but rare times and even when he does itâs shit#sometimes doing a task is technically possible but it takes 25 years off your life#bc of stress and just. god itâs so complicated and overwhelming#and even if you DO it itâs not even worth it#bc itâs shit#I will die on this hill btw#from my own little galaxy world#merlin#bbc merlin#merlin bbc
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might sound like an hater but i find absolutely hilarious when in ff people portray the knights more loyal to merlin than to arthur when they stated multiple times they would sacrificed their life for arthurâs sake and not only out of duty
#listen they are a family okay !!#i might be proved wrong later but so far .#they meet him bc they trust merlins judgment but they decide to stay for him#sir âi dont like noblesâ gwaine after meeting arthur once: maybe he is worth dying for#percival didnt even known him and was âur enemies are my enemiesâ đ#merlin#arthur pendragon#knights of the round table#merlin bbc#they all would die for each others
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Hunith leaned on her rake and watched as the car swerved into the driveway. It had barely come to a halt when the passenger door opened and Gwen climbed out. She looked tense. She was also drenched from head to toe. The hem of her jeans sagged, the rest of it looked damp and clammy. Her shirt must have dried during the drive home, but it had bits of seaweed stuck to it. Her hair was eighty percent frizz. When she saw Hunith at the fence, Gwen smiled unconvincingly, and sped towards her house just slow enough that it couldnât be called a run. The driverâs door slammed loudly and Arthur came stomping around the car. He looked no better than Gwen: If anything, he was wetter than she had been. He didnât even grab anything from the trunk, much less wait until he could lock the car. He just marched into the house and slammed that door behind him, too. Just as Hunith thought that scene couldnât get any stranger, the back door opened and her son climbed out. The greeting died on her lips before it could escape. Merlin looked like a storm warning. Hunched shoulders, pursed lips, flashing eyes - oh, and he was wearing a dress. Not even a good dress. It was an oversized grey monstrosity and looked like it came from the garbage bin of a secondhand store. It was definitely not one of Hunithâs. Merlin had bunched it up at the hips in at attempt not to stumble over the long skirts, and he stomped past her and into the house with no sign that he had seen his mother at all. She could hear him all the way up the stairs, and then the slam of his bedroom door. Alright then. All the noise must have roused Gaius from his afternoon nap. He stuck his head out the door, looking exactly as bewildered as Hunith felt. âWas that Merlin?â, he asked. Hunith nodded. âAnd... a wig?â Another nod. âHm.â With a final puzzled look up the stairs, Gaius retreated to his study. Hunith turned back just in time to see Mordred clambering out like the smallest clown in the clown car. He was dry and dressed normally, but he was wearing an expression of utter defeat. With his towel held in front of him like a terrycloth shield he walked towards Hunith as if heâd much rather write a difficult math test. He dithered at the gate for a moment, and then met Hunithâs gaze only to sigh the world-weariest sigh she had ever heard. (Which was saying something. Hunith had lived with Gaius for most of her life, and would have previously named him world champion of sighing. Somehow this was still the most normal thing that had happened in the past ten minutes.) âMy dads will pick me up in a few minutesâ, Mordred told her morosely. âCan I wait here?â âOf courseâ Hunith hurried to say. âDo you want something to drink? Bal made cookies, if you want any. Theyâre in the kitchen.â Mordred gave the door Merlin had stormed through a long, dubious look. âI think Iâd rather wait out here.â âAlright.â Hunith watched as he settled himself on the doorstep, towel in his lap. With a deliberately casual air she picked up the shovel and continued weeding. âI probably donât even want to knowâ she said conversationally, âbut what exactly happened at the lake?â The child behind her made a noise like an upset mouse. âI donât knowâ, he whined. âMerlin doesnât tell me anything.â Hunith looked over her shoulder to see Mordred scuff at the earth with his shoes, a frustrated expression on his face. âBut I had to help Merlin put on a costume and Gwen and Arthur fell into the water and they both cried and everyone shouted and I think they broke up.â âI seeâ, Hunith said faintly. That would fit with what sheâd seen, but - sheâd thought Gwen had broken up with Arthur a week ago? And anyway, none of this explained the costume, or really anything, but sheâd decided to ignore that for now. âIâm sorry that happened. It sounds uncomfortable.â âIâm sorry it happened too.â
#chaos writes#merlin#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#in which modern AU Hunith gets to see the aftermath of With All My Heart#from a longer AU but I just found this scene again#there's never a full context for this but Merlin tried to get Gwen and Arthur back together#because he's projecting his own feelings for Arthur onto Gwen :)#this has endgame merthur and gwen/lancelot#except is there such a thing as endgame when it's 20 years worth of suburbian parents watching their children grow up#sorry not sorry but i love this au so much. it has everything#genderqueer morgause. Arthur slowly unlearning all of his internalized homophobia. morgana trying to connect to her bio dad and failing.#trans girl freya. eventual nonbinary merlin. grouchy tomcat kilgharrah. wooden swords symbolizing changing relationships. and of course:#gorlois/nimueh/ygraine#my beloved
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lydia and arthur.
[ID: A gif of a calico cat biting into a pillow and thrashing it around violently. End ID]
#lucids#OPENED UP MY LYAR PLAYLIST AGAIN . TERRIBLE MISTAKE#ook. ooh ok okok.#lol. WHATEVER !!!#arthur loves her so much btw. and post canon lydia finally gets to live her life with him without the constant guilt or fear#they had to wait for each other but it ends up being so worth it in the end#they finally get to live in the moment.#lydia lost herself in the expansive web of dreams and timelines#arthur was just overcome with worry and grief for so long he lost sight of anything else#and finally. after it all. after quinn is safe and lydia sees it with her own two eyes. they get to start again#MIDDLE AGED M/F MARRIED COUPLE INSANITY !!!!!!!
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merthur love confession but make it river song style!!!
When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in any danger, let me tell you... the Doctor isn't stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me...
River is Merlin. Merlin is River. Arthur is the Doctor.
#River is the blueprint for dramatic love confessions that make your heart ache#obviously the word choice would be different but!!!#merlin already doubts his importance to arthur#now imagine merlin being held captive or smth and arthur (and maybe the Knights) showing up to rescue him#MEANWHILE MERLIN IS TAUNTING HIS CAPTOR THAT ARTHUR WOULD NEVER COME FOR HIM#hes just a lowly servant#the king might be his best friend but he's been told often enough Arthur does not feel the same much less anything more than that#and merlin is quite alright with just admiring his golden king in all his glory and wit and courage and burning love for his people#you wouldn't expect a sunrise to admire you back#he's as dark and endless as the night and whatever his existence may be worth its nothing in comparison to Arthur's#who's mere existence pushes merlin into the background like the night retreats to mske space for the sunrise#anyway#SOMEBODY'S DO SMTH WITH THIS#i need a semi love confession from merlin to an outsider and arthur listening in#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#merlin emrys#merthur#arthur pendragon
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Donât mind me just it being day 69 of me thinking about this article
#the Pitt#michael robby robinavitch#like he definitely has the Arthur Morgan appeal#relied upon so heavily that he bases pretty much all his self worth on his ability to perform well#because he is competent that it in turns shatters him completely when thereâs a hiccup#has a very masculine appeal that makes you feel safe but has unmet emotional needs so you wanna take care of him#also funny :)
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arthur morgan is so eldest daughter coded GOD
#aristotle.txt#i think dutch and arthur mirror the relationship between a mother and daughter in many aspects#dutchs victimization of himself and his continuous denial and the anger he experiences and emotional guilting#the MINUTE arthur gains autonomy enough to betray his wants is just so peak mother and oldest daughter#the way arthur is HELL BENT on saving dutch is so representative of that#john has a much easier time questioning dutch and it is wholly because john is younger. he is the younger child#he has arthurs protection and he BELIEVES in that. so fully. in the way he carries himself#arthur lingers in johns life and his choices. john has the autonomy and freedom of a second child#ON TOP OF THIS. i think dutch loves both john and arthur. i dont think that is untrue#dutch is pathetic and he experiences major decline in sanity#the impact of arthurs death.... the abysmal reality that it was by dutchs hand that he died... dutchs sin is pride#he is hysterical in his attempt to prove what i can only assume is his worth as a father figure#he is so deep in denial and truly has lost his mind. that many has so much wrong with him#but he is well written and nuanced and so often feels motherly in his platitudes and preaching#a prideful mother and a daughter hellbent on making sure she is never lonely ohhhh theyre so#aough this game. this game is cooking me.#also the lengths that arthur goes to keep all of his tenderness wrapped in the pages of his journal and safe from everyone.....oh we're#really in it now arthur morgan#a.rdr2
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Watching Making myself sit through Moffat's Who, trying to give it a decent chance and I can't stand it already. Y'know why?
The stupid fucking love triangle.
Because not only is it just generally annoying as a trope, but it is so poorly written here. It takes over the show in a really obnoxious way and completely flanderizes characters who, in the first episode, were decent people.
Rory is portrayed as a fool for being... concerned that his fiance is cheating on him with the not-actually-imaginary friend she's been obsessed with since childhood, who she ran off with and kissed (A normal thing to be concerned about!!). And just generally, he's portrayed as a bumbling idiot. As the one who just gets confused and makes one-liners about being insecure. And both Amy and the Doctor just brush him off, leave him behind! Mocked by the woman who's supposed to be there for him and abandoned by the Doctor who's meant to keep him safe. He's being reduced to basically just comic relief here, and it sucks.
The Doctor is so.. aloof. More so than 10 and DEFINTELY moreso than 9. He's a silly, childish man who often fails to recognize the emotional consequences of his actions. He has his emotional moments, yes, but a lot of his writing falls victim to what I call "Sherlock Syndrome." When Moffat just writes an aloof super genius and expects the audience to fawn over him because he has good outfits and witty one-liners. Matt Smith is a fantastic actor and he carries a lot of his run, but putting glitter on a turd doesn't stop it being a turd.
Amy is yet another victim of the "every woman falls madly in love with the Doctor" pitfall. Worked with Rose, got old with Martha and after that almost every one-off woman who flirted with him just made me roll my eyes. Her obsession and anger with the Doctor didn't have to be romantic, but Moffat just couldn't resist writing a "strong female protagonist" who's sexy and she knows it, who loves having all the boys fawn over her and flirts without a care in the world. Who's a brash girlboss in charge of her boys, but who also turns into a sobbing damsel in distress at the slightest sign of danger.
All three of these characters are so blatantly characatures of themselves right now that it takes me out of it. They're all just quippy one-liners of their smartness or their brashness or their insecure foolishness. Can these types of people exist in real life? Yeah. But the way they're written about here is just obnoxious. I'm willing to accept that later Moffat seasons might be better than this (at least on the interpersonal conflict side of things), but it's season 1 and he's already dropping the ball so hard.
We could've gotten something truly marvelous, with a PLATONIC conflict based on the Raggedy Man from her childhood finally coming back and offering her freedom from a boring adult life. She's enamored with him, but doesn't entirely trust him because hey, he massively fucked up once already. Maybe Rory is concerned about his place in Amy's life, and Amy tries to be comforting. Maybe she messes up, maybe she says the wrong thing. Maybe she says the wrong thing right before losing Rory to the crack in space and time. But she has to try, because why should I care about a relationship where one person doesn't care about the other's happiness, at least a little? And right now it just feels like she doesn't.
I'm not saying shows shouldn't have interpersonal conflicts and flawed protagonists. They should! But to pull that off well, you have to make us want to see these characters grow. You have to give us a reason to enjoy watching these characters interact, even at their low points. And revisting Moffat's run as an adult, I don't feel enjoyment. I just feel annoyed.
#also all the flashbacks to the cracks in time. like sir we're not stupid#we can remember that thing that happned two episodes ago without visual reminders#also we don't need the doctor and amy to exposition monologue about how scary the crack in time is every damn time they see it#we know that its a crack in space and time and that its scary#also i feel like he overrelies on the Epic Monologue#they can be really impactful and cool#but already they're feeling overused#matt and karen and arthur tried their damn hardest and i don't blame them#but wow moffat just wrote a really tropey muddled season#i see why i remembered rtd's run so much clearer#because there was so much more worth remembering#doctor who#new who#11th doctor#matt smith#amy pond#rory williams
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To feel so vulnerable in the world (and to BE so vulnerable),
And then to look at these bombings and feel âthis is rightâ
#do texts not say Zion is to be a gift of the son of god? Arthur Balfour ainât it#if I had to kill so many so brutally (let alone at all) for a gift from god I donât know if I would take it#what god makes you kill so mercilessly for a gift he has promised you for millennia?#to me that is not a god worth worshipping#text#personal#faith#edit: in my heart it is not a good way or reason to KEEP a gift either
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One time I got so sucked into Sherlock Holmes that I read the entire collection in a matter of days and accidentally gave myself some eye strain headaches
#first time I read most of those actually#except the hound of the baskervilles#the son of a nutcracker that started it all lol#it was totally worth it#I love those stories#sherlock holmes#dr watson#kinda just gave myself away tagging him lmao there was no need to do that#but he and Sherlock are part and parcel#arthur conan doyle#reading#books
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Arthur saying that he 'tells all his knights' that 'no man is worth your tears' makes it sound like knights frequently show up to training distraught that their boyfriends dumped them the night before and Arthur is getting tired of this getting in the way of their swordplay practice
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Going through my dad's book collection is like (made up example titles and authors)
The book: The Night Calls by James Evell
Me: never heard of that but probably one of those somewhat well known American crime novels, lemme look into it
Wikipedia: this author wrote like 200 titles and literally no one cares about this one in particular.
Book websites: only one copy of this is being sold and the best I can give you is ÂŁ15.
me: alright then
The book: The Lady of Luxury by Milton J. Abraham
Me: what the hell is that
Wikipedia: Abraham's 1929 "The Lady of Luxury" is considered one of the most influential mystery novels of all time. It has 4 film adaptations, including one by Alfred Hitchcock.
Book websites: "I will personally sell my soul to anyone who can give me a first edition of this WITH the dust jacket."
Me:......okay then (how the fuck have I never heard of my book or author in my life)
#draco speaks#i swear it's all the most random ass generic titles I've never heard of and it's a complete coin flip on if it's famous or not#even the abundant Arthur Conan Doyle books are all titles I've never heard of and then I look them up and most are worth like ÂŁ30#because people only give a shit about his sherlock holmes stories but he wrote like a billion other things
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Okay, but, Bruce gentle parenting the fuck out of the Justice League is literally such a funny concept. Like, the only reason it works so well is because of the overwhelming amount JL Daddy Issues; theyâre all secretly desperate for some parental affection and Bruce is so naturally a Dad that he canât help himself.
That gold star thing he used to do with Dick? Where he gave him a little star every time he kept himself safe during a patrol? Same thing works perfectly for Clark. Heâs literally indestructible (but Bruce worries) so whenever he comes out unscathed from a battle (which is most of the time) heâll hand Clark a little golden star sticker. Clark collects those things like theyâre priceless artifacts and sticks them on his laptop.
The anger management therapy he did with Jason? Where heâd run through katas (a series of choreographed martial arts movements) whilst doing breathing exercises? Works like a charm on Diana and Dinah. Theyâre both super powered, so anything Bruce puts in front of her theyâll destroy, so going through a good old fashioned kata before a big mission will help them both focus without risking the destruction of the Watchtower.
The mindful meditation he did with Tim? When theyâd sit in silence until Timâs brain finally trained itself to know rest? Itâs the perfect thing for Barry. Heâs a speedster so his brain moves at about the same pace as Bruce and Timâs (though maybe not quite as analytically); the post-mission meditation sessions are the perfect thing to help him calm down.
The art therapy he did with Damian? Where theyâd paint memories that brought them pain/loneliness/loss/sadness because talking about it was too hard? Surprisingly, both John and Hal are into it. (Must be a Lantern thing.) Neither of them are great artists, but John paints about his time in the army and Hal about his time in the Air Force. Theyâve both lost friends and comrades, have seen the worst of humanity up close, and just canât always verbalize that feelingly of powerlessness even though their the galaxyâs greatest warriorsâbut they can paint it.
The silent chess games heâd play with Cassandra? Whereâd theyâd sit there and pick each others brains without having to say a word, could communicate an immense amount of emotion with the slide of a pawn? Great for Jon. He canât talk into Bruceâs mind (not without considerable effort) and he canât really talk to Bruce about everything that happened to him on Mars, but they can sit and play chess until they both have a mutual understanding of one anotherâs trauma.
All the crocheting heâs done with Steph? Where theyâd sit in front of a fireplace in Wayne Manor and discuss their similarly complex relationships with their parents? Loved to do this with Arthur, of all people. They have to get waterproof Atlantean yarn, but the efforts worth the creations they make during Monitor duty, and itâs one of those rare time when Arthur can really vent about all of his troubles leading a life above and below sea, being a king, his love lifeâanything. Bruce will always listen.
And then, all of the soccer that heâs played with Duke? Where theyâd let loose and just be competitive? Cyborg similarly appreciates this, but prefers football, naturally. Now, Bruce is too old to tackle a Mother-Box-Enhanced human, but that doesnât stop him from covertly setting up pick-up football games on the front lawn of the Hall of Justice every other week.
So yeah. Bruce and his gentle parenting.
#bruce wayne#batfamily#batman#dc#justice league#dc comics#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#damian wayne#clark kent#diana prince#hal jordan#john stewart#justice league headcanon#Batdad
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the grid: No Nut November!
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Featuring: Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris, Lewis Hamilton, George Russell, Alex Albon, Franco Colapinto, Logan Sargeant, Daniel Riccardo, Liam Lawson, Charles LeClerc, Max Verstappen, Paul Aron, Arthur LeClerc.
thank you to the person that requested this!!!
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Oscar Piastri: wouldnât do it.Â
Even if every driver on the grid was offering 1,000⏠each as a prize, he was not giving up fucking you for an entire month.Â
Even though he looks like a sweetie pie he would absolutely be a freak in the sheets and he was not about to give up the only way he actually gets his frustration out (aka fucking you).Â
Everyone kind of boos him for it but then half way through the month he gets to be smug while theyâre all miserable and complaining, because he can fuck his girlfriend whenever he wants.Â
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Lando Norris: would try, but definitely fail.Â
He wouldnât care about the prize, heâd just have such a âhow hard can it be?â attitude.Â
Newsflash: extremely.Â
You would not make it easy for him either; wearing the sluttiest clothes, basically giving him fuck me eyes all the time, enjoying it when you see him get hot and bothered.Â
He snaps on his birthday, and fucks you for hours straight. You can barely walk the next day.Â
He decides to own up and pay his part of the bet with no shame, he has a hot girlfriend and he likes fucking her, sue him!Â
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Lewis Hamilton: wouldnât even try
Heâs uninterested in the things most of the grid do in their spare time, and he knows theyâre uninterested in him too. They don't need to know about his sex life, but what people can guess is that it is very much alive.Â
I mean⌠you two had a baby literally 8 months after your wedding, to the day.Â
The other 3 kids don't exactly help his caseâŚÂ
Heâd say yes, just so he could be added to the group chat and he would tell you who is winning and losing.
Heâd lose on the first day with no shame. Everyone knows he's just here for the public shaming of others.Â
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George Russell: would win
Not saying heâs not a freak in the sheets, but he would set up the entire thing (group chat, the money pool, etc.) and he cannot be seen lacking.Â
Even if it wasnât his idea, he still needed to win.Â
You do make the entire month absolute torture though.Â
Matching sets, showing as much skin as possible, everything.Â
Even walking around the apartment naked.Â
But somehow, he doesnât budge.Â
At the end of the month he does fuck you for ages, and you literally cant get out of bed, let alone follow him to a race. He tells the media youâre sick and all of the drivers have the dirtiest laughs as he explains. Despite every question, they keep their mouths shut.Â
George did announce that he won at the end, much to your chagrin.Â
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Alex Albon: heâd last a while
 He would honestly be pretty good.Â
He kind of breaks the rules, he constantly gives you oral and jerking himself off, but it wasnât specifically stated in the rules (apart from the name⌠but whatever)
He makes it like halfway through the month until a particularly bad race result.Â
He fucks you all night.Â
When you both get to the paddock in the morning, George pays him a visit to collect the money like the smug bastard he is.Â
He heard you two last night.Â
He was 4 doors down.Â
Oops.Â
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Franco Colapinto: heâs the one who accidentally tells the press.Â
We all know Franco is awful at keeping his mouth shut, and in an interview he somehow lets it slip that he needed to find George to give him money.Â
They ask him what for.Â
He says âthe betâ and explains that theyâre doing NNN this year and that he lost.Â
It was worth it though, you two hadnât seen each other in months (you were busy in uni, he was busy at races) and he just had to have you.Â
He made it like a quarter of the way into the month.Â
He didn't really care.Â
The drivers honestly just found it funny that he told the media.Â
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Logan Sargeant: would make it most of the way, but just fall short by like 4 days.
He had done so well, ignoring all of your sexual advances for the majority of the monthâŚ
Then he got drunk.Â
Drunk Logan and drunk you? Yeah, youâre fucking.Â
He couldnât keep his hands off you, and he paid the price.Â
He paid up sheepishly the next day, George looked at him with the smuggest smile ever.Â
Logan didnât even care. He fucked you twice as much as before.Â
He has to make up for lost time, right?Â
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Daniel Riccardo: he would lose immediately.
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He would kind of do the same thing as Lewis, pay to just watch the rest of them loose.Â
He does last a little bit longer though (in their eyes).
 He doesnât pay up until the second week even though heâs been fucking you the entire time.Â
He has absolutely no shame about it either.Â
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Liam Lawson: he would almost win.
He's such a cutie. I think heâd somehow abstain for a while.Â
Heâd get to around the 26th, and then give up.Â
The month was torture though.Â
You literally would beg him every night, and he would just have to say no.Â
You were impressed at how long he lasted.Â
But then he gave in after he scored points in mexico...
Yuki ratted him out to George, he was very embarrassed.
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Charles LeClerc: he would lose immediately.
Charles is an idiot.Â
He would lose the first day by accident, and then try to pretend that it doesn't count until George actually comes knocking on his drivers room door looking for the money.Â
He heard you, of course.Â
Charles reluctantly watches the rest of the month play out, bitter that his own forgetfulness took him out so early.Â
He vows to win next year.Â
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Carlos Sainz: wouldnât do it.Â
Heâs not giving up fucking you for a month. No way.Â
He also wouldnât be interested in the sex lives of others enough to even pay into it like Lewis.Â
His sex life is his own, and as much as he loves healthy competition, this is a race heâs happy to lose.Â
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Max Verstappen: would be a huge bitch all month.
Dude is like a moody teenager when heâs not getting it.Â
Daniel persuades him to do it and he makes it a few days in.
Literally turns into the biggest moody bitch ever.
By the 8th day everyone is begging you to just fuck him so heâll stop being such a cunt to them.
You do.Â
He pays up and spends the rest of the month fucking you.Â
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White Horse - Chapter 1: March 2023
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 Charlesâ careerâArthurâs karting, their fatherâs 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 isnât an afterthoughtâsheâs a choice. And for the first time, she realizes she doesnât have to be invisible.
Warnings and Notes:Â
....Do not expect particular quick updates on this, because it's a beast of a story. Also: kinda Charles bashing, but not really? You'll see.
As always big thanks to @llirawolf , who listens to me ramble

A Bar in Montecarlo:Â
Max had come to the bar for a quiet drink, not to get his world flipped upside down. But then he spotted her.
She was standing at the counter, waiting for her drink, all soft confidence and effortless elegance. The kind of woman who didnât need to try to turn headsâshe just did. And Max, never one to let an opportunity pass him by, slid up beside her with his most charming smirk and opened his mouth.Â
And because apparently, he had actually listened the last time Lando told him all about the absolutely horrible Pick-Up-Lines that he had tried with middling successâŚthat was what came out of his mouth.
âExcuse me,â he said smoothly, âbut do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?â
She turned, amusedâ
And Max nearly choked.
Because he knew her.
His brain scrambled for a second before his mouth caught up. âOh, shit. Youâre Charlesâ little sister.â
Her entire expression changed. The amusement faded, her jaw tightening. âWow,â she deadpanned. âThatâs one way to ruin a moment.â
Max grimaced. âThatâs not what Iââ
She picked up her drink and turned fully toward him, raising a brow. âI do have a name, you know.â
He nodded quickly, recovering. âRight. Isabelle.â
âGood job,â she said dryly. âWant a gold star?â
Max huffed out a laugh. âLook, I just wasnât expecting you. I see a beautiful woman at a bar, and my instinct is to flirt. Then I realize sheâs my colleagueâs little sister, and I panic.â
Her lips twitched. âAnd?â
âAnd⌠Iâm still going to flirt with you,â he admitted, grinning. âBut properly this time.â
She tilted her head, intrigued. âOh?â
Max leaned in slightly. âCan I buy you a drink, Isabelle?â
She pretended to consider. âThat depends. Are you going to keep calling me Charlesâ little sister?â
He placed a hand over his heart. âI solemnly swear never to utter those words again.â
Her lips curled in the slightest smirk. âIn that case, sure. Letâs see if you can impress me, Verstappen.â
Max had never been one to back down from a challenge. And something told him this was a challenge heâd never want to walk away from.
Max flagged down the bartender, ordering another round for both of them. Isabelle took a slow sip of her drink, watching him over the rim of her glass like she was trying to decide if he was worth her time.
He liked that. Liked that she wasnât falling over herself just because he was Max Verstappen.
âSo,â he said, leaning against the bar, âwhat exactly would impress you?â
She hummed, tapping a finger against her glass. âA conversation that doesnât involve my brothers.â
Max smirked. âThat easy?â
âYouâd be surprised how many people fail that test.â
He could imagine. Charles was everywhere in the racing world, and by extension, so was Isabelle. It must be exhausting, always being seen as an extension of someone else.
Max took the challenge seriously. âAlright,â he said, shifting toward her. âTell me something about you that has nothing to do with your family.â
She studied him for a moment, like she was assessing if he was genuine. Then, after a beat, she said, âI work in architecture.â
Max blinked. âReally?â
She raised an eyebrow. âWhy do you sound surprised?â
âI donât know,â he admitted. âI guess I never thought about what you do.â
She smirked. âThatâs because youâve only ever seen me as Charlesâ little sister.â
Max winced. âOkay, fair. But Iâm interested now.â
âAre you?â She tilted her head, amusement flickering in her eyes. âI have heard your name at work before.â
Max frowned. âYou have?â
âOh, yeah,â Isabelle said, taking another sip of her drink. âApparently, youâve been house hunting. One of my colleagues nearly had a meltdown over the idea of designing a place for Max Verstappen.â
Max narrowed his eyes. âWait⌠which project?â
She bit back a smile. âA penthouse. You toured it a few weeks ago.â
Max suddenly knew exactly which one she was talking about. He had liked the place, but something had held him back from committing.
Now, though?
Now, he was very seriously considering signing the papers just for an excuse to see her again.
He leaned in, watching her reaction closely. âAnd if I were to, say, buy that penthouse?â
She didnât miss a beat. âThen Iâd know you had good taste.â
Max grinned. âThatâs it?â
She shrugged. âThat, and Iâd probably have to endure my colleagues freaking out for at least a week.â
He laughed, shaking his head. âAlright, then. Guess I have some decisions to make.â
Isabelle rolled her eyes, but he caught the way her lips twitched like she was fighting a smile.
Yeah. He was definitely buying that penthouse.
Max drummed his fingers against the bar, pretending to think. "Alright, so letâs say I do buy that penthouse. Hypothetically."
Isabelle gave him a knowing look. "Hypothetically."
"Would I get a personal consultation?"
She laughed, shaking her head. "Thatâs not how it works."
"But if I had, I donât know, questions about the design, or maybe some concerns about the layout, Iâd need someone to talk to, wouldnât I?"
Isabelle swirled the last of her drink in her glass, watching him with an amused glint in her eyes. "Max, are you trying to say you need my number for professional reasons?"
He grinned, tilting his head. "I mean, what if I need an expert opinion? You are the only architect I know."
She sighed in mock exasperation, but he could tell she was entertained. "I really shouldnât encourage this."
"But you want to," Max countered, smirking.
Her lips twitched, and after a momentâs pause, she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. "Fine. Give me yours, Iâll text you."
Max typed in his number so fast that she actually laughed. She typed something in her phone.Â
A second later, his phone buzzed with a new message.
Unknown Number: Congratulations on your completely unbiased, definitely not suspicious real estate decision.
Max chuckled. "So, what happens if I text you about things that arenât penthouse-related?"
Isabelle lifted her glass to her lips and said, before taking the last sip, "Guess weâll find out."
And just like that, Max Verstappen knew he was completely screwed.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Max Verstappen
(Unknown Number): Hey, itâs Max.
(Unknown Number): Verstappen.
(Unknown Number): Just in case you know a lot of Maxes.
Isabelle: I donât.
Max: Good. Would hate to have competition already.
Isabelle: Already?
Max: What can I say? I like you.
Isabelle: You barely know me.
Max: Thatâs true. But Iâd like to change that.
Isabelle: âŚThat was smooth.
Max: Was it?
Isabelle: Surprisingly, yes.
Max: Noted. Iâll add it to my very short list of smooth moments.
Isabelle: Very short?
Max: Tragically short.
Isabelle: I donât know if I believe that.
Max: I promise, my sister would confirm it.
Isabelle: You have a sister?
Max: Victoria.
Isabelle: Right, I think Iâve seen her before.
Max: Probably. Sheâd probably like you, by the way.
Isabelle: Oh?
Max: Yeah. She has a good instinct about people.
Isabelle: And what does your instinct say?
Max: That I really, really want to see you again.
Isabelle: Youâre very direct, arenât you?
Max: Is that a bad thing?
Isabelle: No. Just⌠unexpected.
Max: Well, I can be subtle too.
Isabelle: Can you?
Max: Definitely. For example, I could subtly ask what youâre doing tomorrow night.
Isabelle: âŚVery subtle.
Max: Thank you. So?
Isabelle: I might be free.
Max: Good. Then Iâll subtly ask if youâd like to have dinner with me.
Isabelle: Are you always like this?
Max: Only when I really like someone.
Isabelle: âŚDinner sounds nice.
Max: Perfect. Iâll send you the details.
Isabelle: Looking forward to it.
Max: Me too.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Victoria Verstappen
Max: I met someone.
Victoria: âŚOkay?
Max: And I think Iâm in love.
Victoria: MAX.
Victoria: You literally just met her??
Max: Yes.
Victoria: And you think youâre in love?
Max: Yes.
Victoria: Oh my god.
Victoria: Max.
Victoria: WHAT.
Victoria: HOW.
Victoria: WHY.
Max: I donât know, Vic. I just know. I met her tonight and I justâŚI just know.
Victoria: Youâve known her for one night.
Max: Yes.
Victoria: Max.
Max: Vic.
Victoria: Oh my god, youâre serious.
Max: Very.
Victoria: Youâre actually gone for her already.
Max: Completely.
Victoria: âŚOkay.
Max: Okay?
Victoria: Yeah.
Victoria: I mean, I think youâre insane, but if anyone deserves to fall stupidly, recklessly in love, itâs you.
Max: âŚThanks, Vic.
Victoria: You deserve to be loved, Max.
Victoria: For who you are. Not because youâre Max Verstappen, two-time world champion, but just because youâre you.
Max: âŚ
Max: I think she sees me that way.
Victoria: Then hold onto her.
Max: I plan to.
Victoria: Is that why youâre texting me at midnight like a lunatic?
Max: âŚI may have also just bought that penthouse.
Victoria: MAX.
Victoria: YOU HAVE BEEN UNDECIDED ABOUT THAT PENTHOUSE FOR MONTHS.
Victoria: AND NOW YOU MEET A GIRL AND SUDDENLY YOUâRE BUYING IT???
Max: Her architecture firm is working on it.
Victoria: This is why people say Libras are intense.
Max: Thatâs astrology nonsense.
Victoria: SAYS THE MAN PLANNING A WHOLE FUTURE AFTER ONE CONVERSATION.
Max: I have a good feeling about it.
Victoria: MAX.
Max: What? You just said I deserve to be loved.
Victoria: YES, BUT I DIDNâT THINK YOUâD LOSE YOUR ENTIRE MIND OVER IT.
Max: Too late.
Victoria: Oh my god.
Victoria: You are actually the most ridiculous person alive.
Victoria: But if she makes you happy⌠then Iâm happy for you.
Max: She does.
Victoria: Then thatâs all that matters.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Emilie Abadie
Isabelle: Emergency. Crisis. Disaster.
Emilie: Thatâs a lot of words. What happened?
Isabelle: I have a date.
Emilie: And thatâs a disaster becauseâŚ?
Isabelle: Because itâs with Max Verstappen.
Emilie: âŚ
Emilie: Iâm going to need a second.
Emilie:
Emilie:
Emilie:
Emilie: Okay, Iâm back. WHAT???
Isabelle: We met at a bar. He asked me out. I said yes. And now I donât know what to wear. Focus. Help.
Emilie: We met at a bar, he asked me out, I said yesâDO YOU HEAR YOURSELF???
Isabelle: EMILIE. FOCUS. OUTFIT.
Emilie: Right. Okay. Where is he taking you?
Isabelle: Some fancy restaurant. Not too fancy, but still expensive.
Emilie: God, of course. Okay. Simple but elegant. A dress that makes it look like you didnât try too hard, even though you absolutely did.
Isabelle: Black dress?
Emilie: Obviously. And heels. You own some ridiculous ones. Wear those.
Isabelle: You are suspiciously good at this.
Emilie: Because I have taste. Now, more importantlyâDO YOUR BROTHERS KNOW??
Isabelle: âŚ
Emilie: Isabelle.
Isabelle: No, they do not.
Emilie: WHY NOT???
Isabelle: Because I donât want to deal with it.
Emilie: You are dating CHARLES LECLERCâS BIGGEST RIVAL. YOU DONâT THINK THATâS WORTH MENTIONING???
Isabelle: One date does not mean Iâm dating him.
Emilie: YET.
Isabelle: I donât think Charles would care.
Emilie: âŚThat is the saddest sentence I have ever read.
Emilie: You donât think Charles would care.
Isabelle: No.
Emilie: Are we talking about the same man??? The one who holds grudges against people for bad karting races from 15 years ago??
Isabelle: I am saying that I am basically invisible in my family, and therefore, he will not care.
Emilie: THAT IS SO DEPRESSING.
Isabelle: Itâs just reality.
Emilie: No, itâs tragic. And when Charles inevitably does care, I am going to be so smug about it.
Isabelle: He wonât.
Emilie: He will. And when he finds out from Twitter instead of you, I am going to remind you forever that I was right.
Isabelle: Fine. If he does, I will buy you dinner.
Emilie: And?
Isabelle: And I will admit you were right.
Emilie: Good girl. But first, we need to make sure Max Verstappen is absolutely floored when he sees you tonight. Letâs pick out your dress.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Victoria Verstappen
Max: HELP.
Max: I DONâT KNOW WHAT TO WEAR.
Victoria: Oh my god.
Max: Iâm serious, Vic. This is important.
Victoria: Itâs one date.
Max: Exactly! First impressions matter. What if I wear something stupid?
Victoria: You wear team merch 90% of the time, so thatâs a real possibility.
Max: NOT HELPING.
Victoria: Okay, okay. Where are you taking her?
Max: Nice restaurant. Fancy-ish but not too fancy.
Victoria: Alright. Dark jeans, nice shirt, jacket. Clean shoes.
Max: Thatâs it???
Victoria: Yes, youâre not walking a red carpet, Max.
Max: What if she thinks itâs boring?
Victoria: If sheâs going out with you, she probably already knows youâre a little fashion-challenged.
Max: Wow.
Victoria: Iâm just saying, if she agreed to a date, she clearly likes you. Just wear something that fits and isnât Red Bull merch.
Max: I feel like youâre underestimating the stress of this situation.
Victoria: I feel like youâre underestimating the fact that she already said yes.
Max: âŚGood point.
Victoria: Obviously. Now go find a shirt that isnât a team polo and try not to overthink it.
Max: No promises.
Victoria: Youâre impossible.
Max: And yet, you still love me.
Victoria: Unfortunately. Now go. And donât text me from the restaurant freaking out.
Max: No guarantees.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Emilie Abadie
Emilie: Well????
Isabelle: Well, what?
Emilie: Isabelle. Do not play dumb with me. How did the date go??
Isabelle: âŚIt was really nice.
Emilie: THATâS ALL YOUâRE GIVING ME?
Emilie: I want DETAILS. Did he show up looking stupidly handsome? Was he nice? Did he make you laugh? Did you kiss him??
Isabelle: Yes, yes, yes, and Yes.
Emilie: YES??
ââIsabelle: I kissed him.
Emilie: !!!!!
Emilie: Details. Now.
Isabelle: It was after our date. He walked me to my door, and I just⌠kissed him.
Emilie: You just kissed him?? Who are you and what have you done with my overthinking best friend??
Isabelle: Shut up. I didnât even think about it. I just did it.
Emilie: And???
Isabelle: And then he kissed me back.
Emilie: âŚThat better not be the end of the story.
Isabelle: It was soft. And slow. And he cupped my face like I was something precious.
Emilie: Isabelle.
Emilie: Isabelle, my love. My dearest best friend.
Emilie: Youâre done for.
Isabelle: ⌠I know.
Emilie: And how did he look after?
Isabelle: Like he was trying very hard not to kiss me again.
Emilie: Oh, youâre so doomed.
Isabelle: I know.
Emilie: Tell me everything.
Isabelle: He was already at the restaurant when I got there, which was sweet. He pulled out my chair for me. He was nervous, which was insane to me because, you know, heâs Max Verstappen.
Emilie: Boy has driven through Eau Rouge at full speed, but a girl makes him nervous. I love this.
Isabelle: He kept looking at me like I was the most interesting person in the world. Like he actually wanted to hear everything I had to say.
Emilie: I love him already.
Isabelle: You love him?? Emilie, I might actually be in trouble here.
Emilie: Uh oh.
Isabelle: âŚHe sent me flowers.
Emilie: WHAT.
Emilie: When???
Isabelle: They just got delivered.
Emilie: EXCUSE ME.
Emilie: You go on ONE date with Max Verstappen and wake up to FLOWERS???
Isabelle: Apparently.
Emilie: What kind?
Isabelle: Peonies.
Emilie: Belle.
Emilie: He is so in love with you.
Isabelle: It was one date.
Emilie: AND???
Emilie: The man sent you flowers the morning after like heâs starring in a romance novel.
Isabelle: Maybe he just does that?
Emilie: Girl. Be serious.
Emilie: Did he say anything with them?
Isabelle: There was a note.
Emilie: AND???
Isabelle: It just says âLast night was perfect. Canât wait to see you again. â Maxâ
Emilie: IâM GONNA SCREAM.
Emilie: Max Verstappen is courting you.
Isabelle: Courting is a strong word.
Emilie: He sent you flowers. He is so gone for you.
Isabelle: âŚMaybe.
Emilie: So⌠second date?
Isabelle: Saturday.
Emilie: GIRL.
Isabelle: I know.
***
Isabelle Leclercâs Instagram Post
Comments:
@/emilie_abadie: đđđ
@/F1GossipQueen: Thatâs a very âI have a thoughtful boyfriendâ kind of flower arrangement.
âł@/paddockprincessx: Soft launch era????
@/leclercsiblingtea: If Charles doesnât know who sent these, I need his live reaction immediately.
âł@/monacogossip: Why do I feel like this is someone wildly unexpected?
âł@/redbullsimpclub: Place your bets now, Iâm saying itâs a paddock guy.
âł@/f1shenanigans: If this is from an F1 driver, I am losing my mind.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Max Verstappen
Isabelle: Thank you for the flowers. They are beautiful.
Isabelle: And for yesterday. I had a really nice time.
Max: Iâm glad you liked them.Â
Max: Whatâs your favorite flower? For next time.
Isabelle: Snowdrops.
Max: Snowdrops?
Isabelle: Yes?
Max: I donât think Iâve ever met anyone whose favorite flower is snowdrops.
Isabelle: Thatâs a shame. Theyâre beautiful. And they bloom in the cold, when nothing else does.
Max : Like you, then.
Isabelle: âŚAre you trying to be charming, Max Verstappen?
Max: Is it working?
Isabelle: Maybe.
Max: Good.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Sophie Kumpen
Sophie: So⌠Victoria told me something interesting.
Max: She needs a new hobby.
Sophie: Max.
Max: What?
Sophie: Are you in love?
Max: âŚMaybe.
Sophie: After one conversation?
Max: No! After two conversations.
Sophie: Oh, well, thatâs much more reasonable.
Max: Mom.
Sophie: Max.
Max: Look, I just know that itâs different. Iâve never felt like this before.
Sophie: Thatâs a big thing to say.
Max: I know. But I canât explain it. It just makes sense.
Sophie: So how did the date go?
Max: âŚIt was perfect.
Sophie: Now weâre getting somewhere.
Max: Sheâs funny, sheâs smart, she actually listens when I talk about racingâlike, really listens. And she doesnât care about the other stuff. The money, the fame. None of it. She just likes me.
Sophie: Thatâs important.
Max: I know.
Sophie: So when do I get to meet her?
Max: When she doesnât think Iâm a crazy person for how fast Iâm falling for her.
Sophie: I hate to break it to you, Max, but you bought a penthouse because her firm is working on it.
Max: âŚ
Sophie: Thatâs what I thought.
Max: Itâs a very nice penthouse.
Sophie: Of course it is.
Max: So youâre not going to say Iâm insane?
Sophie: Oh, you are insane. But youâre also my son. And if this makes you happy, then Iâm happy for you.
Max: Thanks, Mom.
Sophie: Now tell me, do I need to start planning a wedding?
Max: Goodbye.
***
Leclerc Family Group Chat
(Members: Arthur, Isabelle, Charles, Lorenzo and Pascale)Â
Arthur: Dinner at Mamanâs, Saturday, usual time?
Charles: Yeah, Iâll be there.
Lorenzo: Me too.
Isabelle: I canât make it, Iâm busy.
Arthur: Whatâs Maman making?
Charles: Probably something with pasta.
Lorenzo: Didnât she say something about lamb last time?
Arthur: Oh yeah, I think so.
Isabelle: Have fun!
Charles: See you all Saturday.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Victoria Verstappen
Max: Hey, if I were to ask for date advice, purely hypotheticallyâŚ
Victoria: Oh my God.
Max: What?
Victoria: You NEVER ask for advice. This must be serious.
Max: Itâs not that serious.
Victoria: You literally bought an apartment because of this girl.
Max: âŚThatâs unrelated.
Victoria: Sure it is.
Max: So⌠hypothetically⌠if I needed some guidance, what would you suggest?
Victoria: Are you actually asking for advice, or are you just hoping Iâll make it easier for you by giving you a list of things not to do?
Max: ...
Victoria: Thatâs what I thought. Give me a second.
Victoria: Okay, hereâs your DO NOT list:
Do not talk about tire degradation.
Do not mention iRacing, no matter how good your last stint was.
Do not wear a Red Bull hoodie.
Do not check F1 news during the date.
Do not turn the date into a competition.
Do not text me mid-date if you panic. Figure it out.
Do not propose.
Max: âŚThat last one was unnecessary.
Victoria: Iâm just covering all bases.
Max: I wasnât going to propose.
Victoria: Good. Then this should be easy for you.
Max: The Red Bull hoodie rule feels unfair.
Victoria: Max.
Max: Fine. No Red Bull hoodie.
Victoria: Thank you.
Max: âŚCan I at least wear the cap?
Victoria: Max.
Max: Alright, alright. No cap.
Victoria: Proud of you. Now, go be normal.
Max: No promises.
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Gianpiero Lambiase
Max: Hypothetically. If you were taking someone on a second date. What would you do?
GP: âŚWhy are you asking me?
Max: Because youâre married!
GP: And?
Max: That means youâve successfully dated someone.
GP: That does not make me a dating expert.
GP: Also, since when do you ask me for relationship advice?
GP: Who is she?
Max: âŚ
GP: Max.
Max:
GP: MAX.
GP: WHO IS IT.
Max: Isabelle.
GP: Isabelle who?
Max: âŚLeclerc.
GP:
GP: MAX.
GP: CHARLES LECLERCâS SISTER?!?!?!?!?
Max: Yeah, she doesnât really like being called that.
GP: MAX.
GP: DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?
Max: Not particularly.
GP: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN.
Max: I met her.
GP: OBVIOUSLY.
GP: Where?! When?! How long has this been going on?!
Max:Â A few days.
GP: And Charles doesnât know???
Max: I donât think he notices much about her.
GP: Okay, thatâs a whole other issue, but back to you.
GP: Do you have any self-preservation instincts?
Max: Sheâs nice. I like her.
GP: THAT IS NOT THE POINT.
GP: Do you realize the incident this could cause?
Max: If I wanted overreactions, Iâd have texted Victoria.
GP: I AM REACTING APPROPRIATELY.
GP: What does Victoria think?
Max: She said, "You deserve to be loved."
GP: âŚWell, thatâs suspiciously sentimental.
GP: But also, Charles is still going to kill you.
Max: Youâre being dramatic.
GP: AM I?
Max: Are you helping or not?
GP: I AM TOO BUSY PROCESSING YOUR TERRIBLE LIFE CHOICES.
GP: Okay. Okay. Deep breaths. Letâs focus.
GP: You need a second date idea.
GP: That does not result in Charles Leclerc murdering you.
Max: I think youâre overestimating how much he pays attention to her.
GP: Thatâs between them. I am concerned for you.
Max: Youâre being dramatic again.
GP: No, Iâm being realistic.
Max: âŚIâll deal with that when it happens.
GP: Unbelievable.
GP: Alright. Date ideas.
GP: What did you do for the first one?
Max: Dinner. Talked a lot.
GP: What does she like?
Max: Horses.
GP: Horses.
GP: Youâre dating someone who likes horses.
Max: Yes?
GP: I feel like thatâs relevant information I shouldâve had sooner.
GP: Have you ever been near a horse, Max?
Max: Not really.
GP: Okay, no horse-related dates yet. You will get yourself killed trying to impress her.
Max: Sheâd find that funny.
GP: I wouldnât.
GP: Letâs keep it simple. Somewhere quiet. Private. Where you can talk.
Max: I was thinking that too.
GP: What about a picnic?
Max: A picnic.
GP: Yeah. You get some good food, go somewhere nice, and just relax. No stress.
Max: Where am I supposed to find a picnic spot?
GP: You have a balcony, Max.
GP: You literally have a balcony with a view.
GP: Just set something up there.
Max: âŚThatâs actually not a bad idea.
GP: Wow. Praise from the great Max Verstappen. Iâm honored.
Max: Donât get used to it.
GP: Okay, what kind of food does she like?
Max: She ordered pasta on our first date.
GP: Thatâs a start. You could order from the same place.
Max: Or I could cook.
GP: You could what?
Max: I can cook, GP.
GP: Since when?
Max: Since I lived alone?
GP: Okay, sure. But can you cook something that wonât poison her?
Max: Wow. Faith in me is at an all-time low.
GP: Just making sure she survives the night.
Max: Iâll make pasta. Itâs simple.
GP: Fine. But donât experiment. Stick to what you know.
Max: What do you think Iâm going to do? Try molecular gastronomy?
GP: I wouldnât put it past you.
GP: Okay, what else⌠You need drinks. Dessert.
Max: She likes red wine.
GP: Get a good wine, then. And dessert?
Max: She mentioned liking raspberries once.
GP: So get her something with raspberries.
Max: Got it.
GP: And what about ambiance?
Max: âŚ
GP: Max.
Max: What?
GP: Do you even own candles?
Max: âŚVictoria gave me some once.
GP: Use them.
GP: And put some effort into setting the table.
GP: You know, for someone who acts like they donât care about romance, youâre actually putting effort into this.
Max: âŚSheâs worth the effort.
GP:
GP: Damn.
GP: Okay.
GP: You have to survive Charles finding out.
Max: I told you. Iâll handle it.
GP: Yeah, yeah. Just keep me updated.
Max: Sure.
GP: And if you need actual advice, ask Victoria.
Max: I did ask Victoria. She just sent me a list of things not to do.
GP: What was on the list?
Max: "Donât talk about tire degradation. Donât mention iRacing. Donât wear a Red Bull hoodie."
GP: Solid advice.
Max: She also said, "Act normal."
GP: That one might be harder for you.
Max: Wow.
GP: Just being honest.
GP: So, do you have everything planned?
Max: Yeah. I think so.
GP: Good. Now all you have to do is not mess it up.
Max: Thanks for the vote of confidence.
GP: Any time.
***
Text Messages: Isabelle Leclerc & Emilie Abadie
Emilie: Soooooo... how was the date?
Isabelle: Good.
Emilie: âŚThatâs it? "Good"? You had dinner with Max Verstappen, a man who has clearly lost his mind over you, and all you have to say is "good"???
Isabelle: Fine. Great. Amazing.
Isabelle: Happy?
Emilie: Better. But Iâm gonna need DETAILS.
Isabelle: We had dinner, talked a lot, and then I stayed over.
Emilie:
Emilie: EXCUSE ME???
Emilie: YOU STAYED OVER????
Isabelle: Yes.
Emilie: As in "I fell asleep on the couch watching a movie and went home in the morning" stayed over, or "I am now intimately familiar with Max Verstappen's bedsheets" stayed over???
Isabelle: âŚ
Emilie: ISABELLE.
Isabelle: Nothing happened.Â
Emilie: Oh my god.
Emilie: OH MY GOD.
Isabelle: I swear, nothing happened. It just got late andâŚ
Emilie: This is the best thing thatâs ever happened to me.
Isabelle: Iâm so glad MY love life is giving you entertainment.
Emilie: You donât understand. Iâve been waiting for you to have an actual romance for YEARS. YEARS, ISABELLE.
Isabelle: You make it sound like I was living in a cave.
Emilie: Emotionally? Maybe a little.
Isabelle: Rude.
Emilie: True.
Emilie: But seriously. How do you feel?
Isabelle: âŚI donât know. Itâs weird.
Isabelle: He likes me. Like, really likes me. And Iâm not used to that.
Emilie: Then get used to it, babe. Because that man? Heâs already gone for you.
Isabelle: You think so?
Emilie: I KNOW so.
Emilie: Now tell me: does he have nice bedsheets, or do I need to stage an intervention?
***
Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Gianpiero Lambiase
GP: Well???
Max: Well, what?
GP: Donât play dumb. How did it go?
Max: âŚ
GP: MAX.
Max: It went well.
GP: Thatâs it? Thatâs all I get after coaching you through this?
Max: What do you want me to say?
GP: I want details. Did she like the food? Did you talk about tire degradation anyway? Did she laugh about your terrible jokes?
Max: She liked the food. No, I did not mention tire degradation. Rude.
GP: Growth. Iâm proud of you.
Max: Thanks.
Max: The cats love her.
GP: âŚTHE CATS?! MAX. That is NOT the update I was looking for.
Max: No, but itâs important. They donât just like people.
GP: I was expecting romance, maybe a âwe stayed up talking all nightâ or âshe laughed at all my jokesââand youâre giving me âthe cats love herâ??!
Max: It means a lot! Jimmy and Sassy were literally fighting for her attention. She was just sitting on the couch, and they both climbed into her lap like she was their owner.
GP: âŚOkay, Iâll admit, thatâs kind of a big deal. Youâre in love, arenât you?
Max: I mean⌠yeah.
GP: I knew it. The cats knew it. Everyone knew it. Charles is gonna lose his mind.
Max: Thatâs a problem for future Max.
***
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