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Barking Mad - MV1

Overprotective BF Max. We Love overprotective bf max

(based on THIS post sent to me by @lillians-world-is-f1

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Max Verstappen loved Y/N so much, it was scary. Well, he was scary, actually. He could go from the sweetest man alive to overprotective boyfriend in up to two seconds. If Y/N was talking to someone and a frown began crossing her features, Max was barking at them.

Y/N would never admit it, but she loved seeing her boyfriend get all overprotective. There was one instance, back in 2019, where she was having a conversation with Charles. He'd just moved up to Ferrari and everybody was incredibly proud of him.

Y/N had known Charles just as long as she had known Max. The Monegasque felt like he could say anything to her without facing the consequences.

Whatever he did say to Y/N (it was so long ago that she didn't remember) it had her frowning. "Shut up, Charles," was all Max heard before he was marching over to her.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Max spat, pushing his girlfriend behind his body.

Y/N held onto his arm. "Maxie, stop," she whispered, but she was trying very hard to get him to back down.

Back down. Anybody that knew Max knew he didn't back down.

"Don't you ever say anything to upset her! Ever!" He shouted.

Charles looked to Y/N for help. His eyes were wide and his face had paled. What was he supposed to do? "Y/N?" He called, his voice squeaking.

"Come on, Maxie, he didn't mean it."

It wasn't all a bad thing, Y/N was quick to realise. She had a high profile boyfriend with millions of fans around the world. There was paparazzi around every corner.

Max was insanely protective over Y/N when fans or paparazzi were around. He always had his hand around her waist or he had her safely behind him while he pushed people away.

There was one person Max got madder than anybody else at. Before Max and Y/N had met, she was with another man. Her co-worker. His name didn't matter much, but, after they broke up he and Y/N still worked together. That meant social work outings together, Christmas parties and peoples birthdays.

He and Y/N were on okay terms. They could hold a short conversation about work related things, but that was about it. Max really didn't like him. He was convinced this co-worker was in still love with Y/N, especially now that was a world famous beauty.

At last years Christmas Party, Max completely lost his cool. He sat at the table as Y/N got them a drink and chatted to his co-workers. There were a few of Y/N's co-workers who knew who he was, but, after five years, they treated him like anybody else.

As Y/N chatted, her co-worker walked over to her. "Hey," he said and leaned against the table.

"Hey," Y/N answered.

Suddenly, Max was out of his chair.

Suddenly, Max was standing in front of his girlfriend, staring at her co-worker. "What do you want?" He spat, his gaze burning.

"Just speaking to Y/N," her co-worker answered with a tight lipped smile.

"Well, don't."

Y/N grabbed a hold of Max's suit-clad shoulder. "Come on, Maxie, let it go," she whispered to him.

Turning around, Max placed a quick kiss on Y/N's cheek. "I've got this, my love," he said and turned back to her co-worker. "Back the fuck off, man."

The co-worker rolled his eyes. "Call off your dog, Y/N," he muttered and poured himself another drink.

What the fuck did he just say? Thought Y/N. She pulled her hand from Max's shoulder and stepped back, letting her dog do his thing.

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Could I request Lando and y/n are yappers. Never shut the hell up. Much to the annoyance of the rest of the paddock.

i've been sitting on this one for ages lol

Max regretted letting them ride in his private jet. He regretted extending the invitation to the McLaren drivers, having them chat away in front of him.

The paddock knew that they were annoying. They knew that Lando and his teammate, his girlfriend, were maybe the most irritating people going. The talked. And then they talked. And then they kept on talking. It was never ending, mindless yapping.

Nobody else on the grid could understand what they were talking about. Nobody else on the grid could understand how they kept on yapping for so long.

By this point in the season, it was mindless dribble.

Everybody on the grid had been a victim.

Oscar, first. When she was their reserve driver. They'd be in the garage, standing with Lando, trying to have a conversation between the three of them. But Oscar hadn't gotten a word in for the last five minutes. They kept going. And going. And going. Never shutting up. By the time Oscar had moved to Mercedes and she and Lando were teammates, the entire team had become a victim.

Carlos used to find peace in golf. He still did, when it was himself, his father and Lando. But then he invited her along. Ha, big mistake. It was impossible to concentrate on his golf swing as she and Lando spoke and spoke and spoke. Carlos couldn't help but turn towards them, raising his eyebrows. Even that didn't shut them up.

Carlos learnt to tune them out.

The rest of the grid weren't so lucky.

At first Daniel thought it was funny. He could ask one simple question and off they'd go for the next hour. The topic would change a couple of times and it wouldn't end; Daniel would just slip away unnoticed.

They yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped. And yapped.

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HIIIIII

Frist of all love yoz

Second of all, need thus fro my sick ass lol

SO THINKING

Multiple drivers, seb, fernando, max, Charles, carlos,Liam, logan, lando and oscar?

Yeah

Aftercare, like after sex lol.

Like how would they all ve

Would someone be like wipe her off then make sure she nevers leaves the bed cuae snuggles??

Who would be the one that has a whole ass routine and makes it into this thing??

You cna add some other 🫶

Love xoz

ngl i think i hate doing multi driver fics like this -- like i don't feel like im putting my best work forward because im doing several different scenarios

also i couldn't think for all of the drivers so i've only done the first four

warnings: smut, aftercare, daddy kink + sub space mentioned (fernando),

Seb

firstly, i think seb would make sure his partner has cum multiple times by the time they finish

and i think that we can all agree that seb is something of a rough partner

dominating and rough, in just the way she liked it

the very first thing seb does is wipe her off and get her into the bath

while she's bathing he gets her water and tea and sets up the bed so that she'll be comfortable

he's so fucking sweet after being so rough

would kiss the bruising his grip caused

Fernando

y'all don't understand how badly i wanna be railed by this man

i think the tumblr community is quite unanimous in the fact that he has a daddy kink

if anybody can make their power drop into sub space

most of his aftercare focuses on pulling his partner out of sub space

his touches are soft and he makes sure she's had something to eat and drink

makes sure she's in expensive pyjamas and that she's wrapped up in a blanket

that being said, the most important part for Fernando is that she's eaten something

he sits her down after he's cleaned her up, gets her something to drink and cooks for her so that her post sex meal is fresh and hot

Max

omg just imagine a quickie with max

like instead of opening FIFA packs before a race, he's fucking her

aftercare isn't all that practical when he's about to get into a car

but he cleans her up as best he can

usually using his tongue

saves her hair from public scrutiny by giving her one of his hats to wear

she's on shaking legs when she heads into the garage to watch him race

Charles

scenario for this is fucking Charles on the yacht

the first thing this man does is kiss all over when he's done

any hickeys and bruises get the most attention

but then he's cleaning her up with a wet cloth

and she's putting on a fresh bikini

the two of them lay close together in the sun

her arm and her leg over his as he checks through his messages

but soon she's back on top of him

and they're kissing again

and they're ready to go all over again

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Set The World On Fire

Chapter Five

Lando Norris had been incredibly angry when they met. Incredibly angry, but sweet enough to help her. Turns out he just needed somebody to talk to, somebody to be there for him.

He was easy to fall for, and that put her in a world of danger

Mafia AU

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oops so she's not on hold

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Lando had a rotten time in Spain. It was odd seeing Carlos again, but downright horrible to watch his sister hiding herself in her room. Lando had tried to get her to come out, but it was damn near impossible.

"I'm bringing a date to the wedding," Lando told Oscar as they sat together. It was his final day in Spain and, as much as he didn't want to leave, he couldn't wait to get back to England.

Oscar frowned at him. "Really? I didn't know you were seeing someone." Truthfully, Oscar didn't know if Lando would allow himself to date. Especially if it was outside of the mafia families. If he was seeing someone in their circle, Oscar would definitely know about it. "Who is she?"

Shrugging his shoulders, he raised his drink to his lips. It was his way of saying 'it doesn't matter' and 'you'll meet her soon enough'.

There was a, admittedly rather large, part of Lando that was dreading bringing Y/N to the wedding. He was thrusting her into a world of guns, drugs, and violence. Not that he was going to tell her. No, he was going to stay by her side for the entire night.

One of Sainz's men stood in the doorway and Lando stood up. He reached for Oscar and they clasped their hands together as a way of saying goodbye. "Look after her," he said as he walked away.

"Look after yourself," Oscar called after him.

Lando tried to sleep on his flight back to the United Kingdom. Leaving Spain, leaving his little sister there, didn't feel right. He felt physically sick as they he flew, sick enough to throw up in the bathroom of his jet. The staff onboard stared at him, but the moment he gave them his glare, they looked away, either terrified or embarrassed.

There was a driver waiting for him when he landed. "Don't take me to the house," he said as they pulled away. He gave the driver a different address and he was only too happy to take Lando there.

On the drive Lando still felt like he was going to throw up, but he could hold it down this time. He wouldn't show weakness, not again after the plane.

When they arrived at the apartment building, Lando climbed out of the car. He hadn't given her any warning that he was coming; the thought had slipped his mind. But he entered her building and went up to her floor.

"Coming!" He heard as he knocked on the door. Just a few seconds later it was open and she was staring at him. "Lando!" She called as a smile crossed her face. "I didn't know you were back."

He said nothing. He just strode forward and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in her shoulder. The apartment door shut and he let out a sob. "Fuck," he said through his sobs. "I'm sorry. I..."

But he couldn't help but cry. She ran her hands through his curls, trying to comfort him in whatever way she could. "I've got you," she whispered.

After a good minute or two, Lando pulled away from her. He wiped the non-existent tears from beneath his eyes. "I'm gonna have to do something really macho to win you over again, aren't I?" He said and let out a weak laugh.

Shaking her head, Y/N led him over to her sofa. "You don't need to win me over again, Lando," she said sincerely as she sat him down. "I'm gonna get you something to drink."

"Whisky, if you have it."

But she stopped on her way into the kitchen and turned back towards him. "I was thinking more along the lines of tea." Lando pulled a face at that suggestion. "Okay, I think I have hot chocolate somewhere."

He smiled and slowly nodded his head.

Humming to herself, Y/N made her way into the kitchen. She hug through her cupboards for some hot chocolate powder. "Do you mind if I take a shower?" He asked as she began boiling the kettle.

"Of course," she shouted back and poured the boiling water in a mug. "I'm sure I have some spare sweatpants around here somewhere." She stirred the powered into the water and walked the mug over to Lando.

He took it gratefully and held the warm ceramic against his chest. "Sorry for dropping in like this," he said as he sipped at the hot drink.

She slapped his leg as she sat beside him. "Stop apologising to me," she insisted as she leant against him. "You've got no reason to."

Lando got halfway through his hot chocolate before he headed off to the shower. While he worked out how to use it, she searched through her drawers, looking for her too big sweats. When she found them she left them outside of the bathroom and headed to the kitchen to make him something to eat.

She didn't know what was going on with Lando, but she wanted to help him in whatever way she could. She hummed along to the music playing along as she cooked a meal for the both of them.

When Lando came out of the bathroom, dressed in her pair of oversized, grey sweats, his phone was pressed against his ear. He spoke in a hushed tone, in a conversation that was obviously private. She turned her music volume down as he walked into the room, but she didn't stop her humming. Whatever he was saying, it was none of her business.

He finished the phone call and slipped the phone into the pockets of his sweatpants. He came to rested his body against the counter top beside her. "Are you okay with chicken and pasta?" She asked as she showed him the pan.

Lando gave her a soft, sleepy smile. "That's perfect," He said, his head falling to the side.

Although Y/N had sweatpants for him, she didn't have a shirt or anything. He still wore his button up shirt, but it was half open. Not that Y/N was complaining. She almost spilt the chicken and pasta as she tried to plate it up, too distracted by him.

"What do you say we watch something while we eat?" She asked him as she offered him the plate and a fork.

"You treat me so well," Lando replied and started towards the couch.

They watched a movie while they ate, just like she had said. When they were done, she placed the plates on the coffee table and leaned against him. "Feeling better now?" She asked as she looked up at him.

Lando let his arm settled around her, resting against her chest (above the breast, he certainly didn't want to scare her off). "I feel like a pathetic child," he mumbled, shaking his head. His curls bounced around and she couldn't stop herself from pushing them back.

"Life sucks, Lan. Don't feel bad for crying," she mumbled, her head against his shoulder.

He went to kiss the top of her head, but he stopped himself. They weren't there yet. "Let me take you on a date," he said. "A proper date. Like, out to dinner in a fancy restaurant or something."

She couldn't stop the frown from coming onto her face. "What? Why?" She didn't mean for it to be rude, but why ruin the good thing they've got going? But, the more she thought about it, the more Lando might have been the perfect person to go on a date with.

Well, they got on like a house on fire. But what did she really know about him? Almost nothing. Then again, what was a first date for if not getting to know something. "Yeah, okay," she said. "Let's do it."

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