#formula 1 academy

[caprifiles]

oscar piastri is lestappen son this !! ollie bearman is lestappen son that !! what about maya weug ??? the first female driver of fda and currently competing under the dutch flag ??? she is the lestappen daughter !!

[dreamsrussell]

incorrect f1 academy memes

i'm baaaaack with more incorrect f1 memes: this time f1 academy! as always, tag yourself or lmk which one resonates most with you <3

[alpinelogy]

Abbi Pulling in the Alpine garage during the F1 race at Zandvoort

[formulanni]

MAIDEN WIN‼️

Tags: @st-leclerc @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @saviour-of-lord

[aaron04jpg]

Abbi Pulling -2024 F1A world champion 🏆

[sports-on-sundays]

Hello!! I know the requests are closed, but when you can, could you write one about Pau Cubarsí having a girlfriend who races in the Formula 1 Academy or even other training categories. I really like your writing, it's very creative. Thanks!!

racer girl / Pau Cubarsí

Summary: Pau x Formula 1 Academy driver!girlfriend!reader - Pau is always there to cheer on his racing girlfriend.

Requested?: Yep! Thank you very much! Also, I really appreciate you saying my writing is creative; sometimes I don't feel like it is so I feel very encouraged to have someone say that! 😊

Author's Note: I didn't say it anywhere in here but it's basically implied that this is the reader's first race win!

After the best qualifying of your life, your entire body seems to be pumping with pure adrenaline, even long after you're out of the car and are now in the garage.

And if you thought things couldn't get any better, they do as soon as you feel your boyfriend's arms wrap around you from behind, and his proud voice exclaim, "Y/n! That was insane!"

You immediately start giggling and turn around to face him, saying with a little sigh as you use a towel to wipe a bit more of the sweat off your face, "I just don't know how I did it..."

Pau grins, saying softly, "I know how you did it."

You raise your eyebrows.

"An amazing driver like you isn't the kind to let a bad start set off your weekend." His smile softens a bit. "That's just one of the reasons why I feel so proud to call an amazing driver like that my girlfriend, too."

You grin, nodding, before settling down on one of the stools in the garage and saying with a little sigh, "It's just... this week has been so hard. With first, feeling sick at the beginning of the week, and then having two terrible free practice sessions... God, it's just been a lot."

Pau nods, gently resting his hand on your shoulder. "I know... But you were able to break through that. I'm so proud of you." He smiles, kissing the top of your head gently.

You let out a little sigh, glancing up to him. "Now let's just hope things go well for the rest of the weekend in the races."

He smiles. "I know you'll put your all into it. I believe in you." With that, he sits down by you in another chair in the garage, saying simply, "And just focus on the first race right now. After you win that one, then you can worry about the next one."

You smile softly, nodding a bit, though looking down at your hands clasped around your towel. "Yeah, you're right," you say with a little laugh. "One step at a time, right?"

He grins. "That's what you always seem to tell me when I'm too worried or too hard on myself in my sport. It goes the same for you, in yours."

"I guess, it's just... you know, you've been able to come this weekend. I'd hate to end this great start with some sort of terrible flunk."

"Oh, raise your eyes," he says gently, reaching over to place his hand on your shoulder again. "You'll do great. And I'll be proud of you whether you win both races or DNF both or anything in between. Because I'm impressed you do any of this at all. And I know that you put your everything into every single drive."

You smile softly, nodding. "Once again, you're right."

He nods, squeezing your shoulder. "Just as long as you're just as confident in yourself as I am in you, hm?"

Your soft smile shifts into a more determined grin as you nod, saying, "Oh, Pau, trust me."

And he just beams, exclaiming, "There you are! That's my racer girl!"

The moment Pau watches you spin out in the race, the first thing he feels is likely a much more dumbed-down devastation than what you must be feeling right now. And the next thing he feels is guilt.

Yesterday, he spent all that time reassuring you and telling you, essentially, you could and would win the race, and here you are, with your car in the barriers.

Before the race, you were so pumped, ready to do whatever it would take to stand on the top of the podium by the end of it and feel the pride swell within you to do so.

Now, as Pau watches you get out of the car, the emotion cuts in him to see your devastated figure walk off the track.

When you enter the garage with your helmet still on and your visor still down, Pau goes to you, trying to talk, or help, or something.

But you walk straight past him, ignoring his grab for your arm and even pushing him away a bit.

It has nothing to do with him. Of course you're not blaming him, or anywhere near being mad at him. You're mad at yourself, and the situation, and simply desperately need some time to cool off. Alone.

But Pau doesn't know that, and sits around with his head aching and his heart pounding for the longest time, in worry for you and regret for whatever he thinks he's accidentally done wrong.

After much too long for Pau's liking, though, you come wandering to find him, and as soon as you do, you say, your voice still tender, "Hey, Pau..."

"Listen, I'm sorry-"

But you look at him with such a look of shock and confusion that he stops talking mid-sentence. "What on earth have you got to be sorry for? You didn't do anything wrong! It was me who pushed you away without explaining!"

"O- Oh," your boyfriend says softly as he realises, quite honestly, just how extremely stuck in his own head he was. "Y/n, you don't have to worry about that..."

"I should have explained I just needed some time alone. I'm sorry."

His eyes grow more tender. "Hey. It's okay. I understand it completely."

You sigh, nodding, looking down. And somehow, seeing that crestfallen expression all over your face, Pau can't help but pull you into his arms.

You sigh again, deeper. "I screwed it up. One of my best chances of the entire season for a win, probably."

"Y/n, it happens. And the only thing that's going to keep that as your one and only best chance is the mindset that it was. This is only the beginning of the season. You have plenty more races and weekends to go to prove that different, including the race tomorrow."

You sniff. "I guess I've just had such rotten luck all week, and I thought maybe things were actually about to look good for me, and get better, but it just turns out in the end it all got screwed over anyway."

He sighs, stroking your hair. "I know. I know."

He holds you in his arms for a while in silence, just like you do with him after a tough football match, until you've had some more time to think and let the cut scab over, and he says gently, rubbing your back, "There's always tomorrow. And after that, there's always the next race week. I know it's a big bump in the road, and I know it will be tough, but I also know you're an overcomer, right?"

You nod slowly. "Yeah... I know. I know you're right."

He kisses your scalp before saying into your hair, "I want you to know, I'm proud of you. This happened, and it's tough, but you're dealing with it really well. And I'll be proud of you again when you get a better result tomorrow."

"But what if I don't?"

"We both know you can't entertain thoughts like that. I know you can, and you know it too. If I can have so much faith in you, don't you ought to have just as much, if not more, faith in yourself, in order to succeed?"

You sigh shakily, leaning away from him, your back strengthening. "I've got to leave the past in the past and press on to tomorrow. You're right." You stand up, and he understands you have to go now, for your other duties with the team. But it's then that you add, "Just as long as we can cuddle tonight, to help me feel ready for tomorrow?"

Pau beams like a boy on Christmas morning. "Of course, Y/n. And I can't wait for that, too."

After waking up this morning in Pau's arms and having him deliver a caring, gentle pep talk in the sweetest of tones before your freezing cold shower, you felt ready for this day. Ready to conquer it, ready to win. Ready to prove to yourself you can do it, because at this point, to you, whatever anyone else thinks really doesn't matter at all.

But of course right now, that is the very last thing on your mind. In fact, you have absolutely nothing on your mind right now.

Because a strange phenomenon that you've found, at least with yourself, that is, is that when you're feeling such an incredible amount of intense emotion, which it be good or bad, or even a mix, there comes a point when there's so much of it that there's absolutely no space left in your head to even think thoughts, and instead, at least in the case of this situation, the only proper reaction you can find in response to what you're feeling is to turn on your radio and squeal at the top of your lungs into it in your car as you fly past the chequered flag before every single other car on the track.

Because you have just won the race.

It's absolutely unbelievable, that for some reason, there, in the car, you begin to cry, just a little. Maybe just a few stray tears.

But the most glorious part of it is that when you thought you couldn't do it, in the end, you did. You did it for yourself, to yourself, and proved your negative thoughts and misfortune throughout the week to be completely, utterly wrong.

And as you make your way to the top step and stand on it proudly, you're soaring, and you're absolutely positive that this simply must be the best moment of it all.

But then you think that all the hugs and congratulations from everyone around who supports you no matter what must be the best part of it.

But you're only met with truly the best part of it all when your eyes set upon the adoring eyes of your boyfriend. It's then that you fly, that your pounding heart truly swells with the pride, the realization, the glory of it all.

And then his strong arms envelop you, and he kisses you all over and says so many lovely, perfect, amazing things to you, but somehow, it's one phrase that really sticks with you in the end:

"See what happens when you simply believe? Why, Y/n, it's then that we have the strength to move mountains."

[umlewis]

lewis hamilton and doriane pin in the paddock on media day, abu dhabi - december 5, 2024 📷 price / apimages.com

[ejlovesvi]

Hello!!! I just came across your page and really enjoyed your writing on the Taylor swift oneshot. So if it’s okay I wanted to request a oneshot with Gracie Abrams x fem!reader where they had just started fairing recently and the reader is in the f1 academy and is a racer and she doesn’t have family or friends to come to her races so she’s never had anyone come to support her and then one day during a big race she’s not expecting anyone to show up and then after the race she finds out that Gracie is there with a bunch of her friends to support the reader and then the reader gets really emotional and won’t let go of Gracie when she hugs her. Also, can you make the reader to be kind of awkward and shy but in a cute and sweet way. Thank you so much.

note: hello! thank you for requesting and for the support! i don’t know much about formula 1 but i’ll try my best to make it accurate 🙏 this is very short and not proofread. enjoy!

SO GOOD

pairing: gracie abrams x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, shitty depiction of f1, awkward reader, gracie being a cutie

masterlist

your anxious and sweaty hands grip the steering wheel tightly as you breathe in and out, using the box breathing method your girlfriend had taught you a while ago. you glance over to the crowd, your view slightly blocked from the clunky helmet that rests on your head.

searching the crowd for a familiar face, you come up empty. a feeling of disappointment in the pit of your stomach bubbles as your eyebrows furrow together and a frown paints your lips. you try to shake away the feeling and look forward with a new found determination.

you know this should be expected. your family doesn’t agree with your career choice, them claiming it’s a one way ticket to you being killed on a race track. and your friends don’t care that much either, too busy caught up in their own lives and drama. if your family and close friends don’t have the decency to at least show up you’ll simply show them what they missed out on by winning.

you focus ahead and take in a deep breath while glancing over to the flagger. the minute they swing the flags your foot stomps onto the gas pedal, your car taking off at elite speed.

through the rattling of the fast car you quickly glance to the sides as you watch yourself pass the other opponents with ease. you turn corners with careful precision and don’t let yourself falter once.

as you approach the checkered line for the last lap you notice a competitor, another popular f1 driver, right beside you at matching speed.

you two battle to turn sharper corners and be more skilled with your movements. as you approach the end line you press your foot harder on the gas even though it’s already fully pressed into the floor board.

both of you cross the line but in the intense moment you don’t have the right mind to figure out who won. you slow your car as you pull it into the cut off and break all the way. you turn it off and quickly unbuckle your seat belt, getting out of the car and slamming your door.

your competition does the same and walks up to one of the ref’s who holds a clipboard and speaks into his headpiece. you watch from a distance with crossed arms as they talk together.

the other girl nods and walks off the track through the safe path while the ref walks up to you. he taps his clipboard and points his pen to you, “you won by 3 seconds, congratulations.”

you smile slightly and take your helmet off, nodding to him. “thank you.” you breathe out and begin to walk to your tent.

you open the flap of the tent but abruptly stop when you see 5 people standing around there. you’re about to ask them why they’re there when you finally recognize the turned figure of one of the people.

at the sight of your girlfriend’s signature black ribbon in her hair you deeply relax and drop your helmet to the floor with a thunk, ignoring the grins from her friends.

gracie turns on her heel and grins wide at the sight of you, she opens her arms in invitation and you gladly accept. you hurdle your body into her, resulting in her grabbing your hips as she lets out a small noise of surprise. you snake your arms around her waist and hold on tight as you burrow your face into her neck.

the disappointment from earlier washes away like a small pebble in the ocean as you revel in the warmth of your girlfriend’s arms. she kisses your forehead sweetly, “you did so good, baby.” she coos, stroking your hair with her hands.

she tries to pull you back to look at you but you tighten your grip, not letting go of her warm embrace. she laughs slightly and relaxes her muscles, rubbing her thumbs into your hips.

right here right now you feel loved and appreciated. and that’s all you need.

[babybearnation]

I could really do with some Abbi Pulling fluff if you're down to write that! :D

hi bestie, i'm here to serve you your lesbian content - this is the only time y'all will see me writing female!reader, btw!

abbi pulling x female!reader (fluff headcanons)

cw: briefly suggestive

abbi isn't super clingy or cuddly, but she can pretty much always be found holding your hand

the simple, small acts of affection like holding hands really ground abbi and so she'll always seek you out when she's stressed

she has to kiss you before every race otherwise she feels unable to go ahead and get in the car

she absolutely love kissing you, tbh, and will always seek you out for kisses whenever she wants them

very mischievous with her kisses though

she'll wind you up with them before running off and leaving you all hot and bothered

loves seeing you in the paddock/garage during race weekends but will never force you to come and support her if you're busy

if you show up without telling her you're coming, she'll be so happy and will abandon everything (if possible) to come over and kiss you

all wins/podiums for her have to be celebrated how she wants it to be celebrated so expect her to take control during the evening

sometimes she gets really demotivated and will shut down, going quiet and refusing to speak until she's ready to

she'll appreciate any comfort you can offer her - cuddles or food or just yapping away about something

she'll really appreciate it all and, when she feels ready to speak, she will thank you for being patient with her

the best way to cheer her up, once she's ready to speak and not as upset as before, is to remind her of how much she's accomplished in such a short amount of time

loves dressing you up and doing your makeup, even if she swears you don't need it to be the prettiest girl ever

if she's sat on your lap whilst doing your makeup, don't expect it to stay on very long because she will make out with you and smudge your makeup

(especially if you're trans and she feels you get hard underneath her)

rock her team gear and you might not get very far out of the door

because she wants to avoid the media storm and rumours, you can't mark her up in visible places, but your neck? oh yeah, she's turning it red & purple

do her hair for her and she'll turn so sleepy but very appreciative

loves slow dancing with you even if (especially if) you don't know how to - the more chaos the better

she also loves to take you karting for the exact same reasons

if you ever somehow beat her, she'll go down on you as a reward

lifts you up not only because it allows her to flex her strength but also because she loves the way it flusters you

cute couple photos are a must

proud of you even though she's the f1 academy champion - nothing can dull her pride in you, nothing

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[fourthemarauders]

Ok so I understand that the F1 academy is lthe equivalent to f4 and once someone wins the championship she goes to GB3 (Abbi pulling) Which is something between the levels of f4 and fr. Right?

My question is when are we going to see improvements in the cars, more race weekends, better training, and especially upping the levels to F3 levels. I know it's going to be a long process but are there regulations or something planned for them?

If you know please tell me cause as a future (🤞) engineer/physicist I'm super invested in the female in motorsports and especially this series.

[feraltwinkseb]

F1 Academy - Round 2 Miami - Qualifying May 4, 2024 - Miami, Florida Source: Pauline Ballet - Formula 1/Formula 1 via Getty Images

[danipedrosas-boatest]

We have our seventh confirmed entry for the Formula E women’s test, this time for Penske!

[fernandoaloneso]

f1a zandvoort race 1 postponed

[n0vazsq]

just pics of hamda al qubaisi

i have more pics but i deleted them so let me just try to find them and add them back

deleted pics under this ::

and a silly moodboard i made for my fic!! (featuring hamda ofc) ::

[alpinelogy]

Abbi Pulling, double pole at F1 Academy race in Miami

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